Mountain Democrat. [volume] (Placerville, El Dorado Co., Cal.) 1854-1860, 1859-10-29

The following letter .hos dying wife 70
her husband, says the NaAhvllle 1aSstte, was
found by him some months after bsF death,
between the leaves Of religious volume which
she was very fond Of petusing. The letter
which was literally dim with tear-maTks, waH
written long before her husband was. aware
that the grasp Of fatal disease had fastened
upon the lovely form Of his wife, who died at
the carly age Of nineteen: ~r,------,
"When this shall reach your eye, dear
George, some day when you ere tuning 0Ver
the relics Of the past, shall have past aWay
forever, and the cold white stone will bO keep
ing its lonely watch over the lips you have 20
often pressed, and the cod win be growing
green that shall hide forever from your sight
the dust Of one who hes Oieen nestled elos0 10
your warm heart. FOR many long and sleep
less nights, when al besides my thoughts
were at rest, have wTeStlCd with the con-
sciOusness Of approaching death, until at last
it has forced itself upon my mind; and al
though to you and tn others II might now
seem but the nervous Imagination Of q girl,
vet, dear George, II is 30 Many weary nights
have passed In the ehdcavor 70 reconcile my
self to leaving you whom loved 50 well, and
this bright world of sunshine and beauty !;
and hard indeed II IL to struggle on silently
anu WIVuVS WIFI tUc BuTo COUVICtOU tuuG
about 70 leavc all forever and 70 down into
tho dark valley "But know in whom
have believed, aud leaning on His arm, ! fear
no evil DO not blame me for keeping even
nit this from you How rouid subject you
Of all others, to such SORROW M feel Of part.
ing, when time will soOn make 1t apparent to
you! could have wished 70 live, II only 70
be at your side when your time shall como
and pillowing your head on my breast, wipo
the death damps from your brow, and usher
your departing spirit into its makers prOssnce,
enbalmed in womans hOliest prayer But Il
10 not to be, and submit Yoursia Ia the privi-
lege Of watching, through long and dreary
nights, for the spirits final flight, and trans.
ferring my sinking head from your breast to
my SaviOr's bosom And you shall share my
last thoughts, and the last feeble kiss shall 10
yours, and even when flesh and heart shall
have failed me, my eyes shall rcAt on yours
until glazed by death, and our spirits shall
have one last communion until gently fading
from my view-thc last Of earth-you shall
mingc with tho first bright glimpses Of the
unfading glOries Of tho better world, where
partings are unknown. Well do know the
spot, my dear George, where you will lay me :.
often have we stood by the place, and Is We
watched the mellow sunset as it glanced In
quivcrlng flashes through the leaves, and
FURNISHED the grassy mounds around us with
stripes Of FURNISHED gold, each, perhaps, has
though that some day one Of US would come
alone, and whichever II might be. your name
would be on the stone. But we loved the SPOT.
and l know you will love it none the lebs
when you see the same quiet sunlight KnEer
and play among the grass that grows over
your Mary's grave. know you will 70 thsro
and my spirit will be with you there, ahd
whisper among the waving .branches-I am
not lost, but gone before ," .&-e