The Kenosha telegraph and tribune. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1859-1860, 1859-09-22
A sad gDo,nestic sdory,

In the Palmer (Mass.) Journal of the Sd
inst, in the obituary column, we find the fol-
lowing announcement: Ded--On the 26th,
Mary, aged 20, wife of De Witt Clinton Pckard,
of Providence, R. l." We also find the follow.
ing editorial paragraph, which, it would SEEM
has relation to that announcement:
" In another column we record the death of
young lady who died of broken heart. We
DO not like to trespass upon the sacredness OF
domestic grief to unfold the details of her sad
story, but when the privacy of affection becomes
public feeling it is not improper for the press to
? ace the events on record. 1t is not necessary
10 repeat names or relate minute particulars. 1t
is enough that we draw the outlines of pic
ture Tor the reader to paint with the appropriate
colors. Many months ago, III the neighborinc
town OF Balchertown, young man sought and
received the promise Of the hand of a Young
lady whose home was in the lap of luxury
whose mental and personal attractions made all
pleasant around her. Like too many cenfidino
ones Of her sex, she trusted mans unhallowed
promise, and yielded all to him. From that
hour he estranged himself from her, and soon
removed to distant State. When it became
evident that he had exposed himself to the pen
atty of the law at the request of her friends he
visited her to fulfil the vows he had long before
made. They were married in one of those hasty
unceremonious ways which occupy but little
time or attention. Late in the evening they
returned to her fathers house, where he left her
i'll the street, promising to return in short
time. But the promise was never fulfilled She
wrote to him, and received encouragement that
he would soon provide home for her, but delay
followed delay, till her letters and entreaties
were UNDECIDED and unanswered. At length a
pledge of woman's love for her husband came
into the world to open new fountains of affection
to the young wife Still the husband and father
came not.
"The mother recovered from her conf nement
but, after repeated letters to her husband found
no answer, the idea that she was deserted by
him forced itself upon her. and she gave way
to dependency and despair. The child, parta>
king OF its mothers grief, soon died. There
was nothing more that she could live for; and,
though suffering from no disease, she sunk upon
a dying bed Then the swift wings of lightning
bore to the distant husband the intelligence that
she was dying. He still hesitated but at length
set out to meet his expiring wife. Conscious
that her hours were few, sho only wished to
live long enough to see her husband he was
still all to her Her last words to her friends
were: Tell him chat still love him-that l
died for him." When evening Swallowed the
earth, the husband came. AS he approached
the bedside of his injured wife, he recog-
nized, and the words, 1" He's come - burst from
her lips. Already had the wing of the death
angel cast its shadow over that dwelling, and
she was entering the dimness of the dark valley,
Ne1 morning, in that room lay the corpse of a
beautiful young wife, on which the husband had
looked for the last time.
g. Last Sabbath afternoon, the funeral of the
young wife took place under her fathers roof.
Her neighbors and friends, to the number of five
hundred, were present, but the husband who
had left her to die for him was not there.
deeply affecting address was delivered by her
former pastor, and just as the sun was sinking
behind the western hills, four young ladies of
her acquaintance, clad in garments of white,
bore her to a grave in the garden, where the
green turf was laid gently over her. Such is
the story of one who died Of broken heart
The grave is quiet place for the in ured wife,
but where in all the world can peace be found
upon her. The story has its moral, butwe leave
the reader to apply it, it is full of warning but
we leave the young to heed it,"