The weekly Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1861, 1859-03-10


"Why, Kitty, how like ghost you look,
in the noonlight !" she said laughing softly
and coming toward me. ... s.. .'.a1
"Ah !--yOu, Margaret =" ga .
"Yes, Isay you loLk like some goblin,
so erect and definite. am afraid it is your
ghost; had you no light I" . ....
!, 1t was we'll, probably, that she came in,
for had. fallen into an apnthetic state, al
most a swoon; except that'stinging anguish
at my heart. She closed the window, wheel
ed my velvet lined rocking chair toward the
table, and sat me in it, while she knelt at my
feet, and rubbed my hands vigor ously.
"You model of prudence, to soar SO far
into the clouds spiritually, that your little
mortal body is abused. Why one degree
more Of night air Coldness and you would
have been solid 1t has made you white os
ghost what is the matter, Catherine"
She was becoming alarmed at my passive
silence; tried to rouse myself.
+. "Bring me a little wine, deOry or stop
my volatile salts 70
:, I shook off my Iethargy, and that her hap,
py heart might not know disqniet, that nigh
at least, told her faloehoods. -.
81 had 4 very hard headache, ard, over
come with weary port of nervousness,
thought cool air would benefit me, und
lave had too much of it. G. TO bed now
| am better,"' ,-; 49,
81 cannot sleep; let me stay here; I will
extinguish the light"
ADO you wish TO tell, or ask me aDything!
said, imprudently, disclosing my thoughts
was glad she did not observe it,
"Some other time, have something won
, derful to tell you, but you are too frozen fo
t sympathy now; l will wait"
. Her happiness of heart would not allo'
y her even to speak pitifully to me.
y "Tell me now, l cannot sleep and
tears are to be shed, / can manufacture SON
# for your accommodation"
!. She drew close at me, and looked up wi
;, her sweet, childish eyes full into my fac
n and told me what knew she would.
81 saved her from death once; if can
n viii save her from sorrow now," and 50
T.. smoothed her soft hair, but with 80 heavy
pressure, that it aroused wonder in her fac
n But it was all done earnestly.
" "Gocd night, my darling"
- rb, co;J nvon ura n!Ior hon
ID you know much more. Is it wrong
N cousins to marry! Is it wrong for me
ID love Frtz!" ;. 49,,
of Why this thought could arise in her mir
~ could not divine, and said, "Noj NO; y
cannot help it; it is natural"
o. Then she left me, taking her light, q
It, pessing gently as she came, like beauti
r.. vision. "Oh heaven is very kind" 81
in my rebellious heart, "to her." ID
, At morning, the sume depression of,ior
nj pain prostrated me. 1t was with difficu
y. that appeared OF breakfast. Neverthel
[ did 80, and they all remarked the palent
n. of my face, and expressed sympathy for
in my illness, giving me an abundance
a warnings never again to allow the spri
~. night air to catch me asleep. l was S
~ cerely glad they were deceived. Whut v
80 constantly in my mind, and almost VI
nd my tongue, fanced must be visible to ev
sl- eye.
20 There were no more talks on books
in. philosophy that day. kept my room Gle
ly, and Fritz and Margaret were too hal
be to observe anything in Inc except the rest
mir Of imprudence.
bh i, of course, gradully recovered from
bo effects of such severe mental excitement
,rs pursued my old round Of study, but Il
ct; generally alone. When Fritz was Kept
by rainy days, at his feet, or by his side
n the sofa, was such happy little witch,
in. philosophy would no. only have been Il
ot placed, but irksome to all.
zen At Margaret's request. |, "her sober Ii
on aunt" acted as bridesmaid. The Sabt
before marriage, as we were passing f
;,h. the church, overheard one lady say to
mr.. other: -.
ino "She to be the bridesmaid! why, l thot
she was to have been the bride - and
,es- wicked thought came up, ''but for dee
did one bright morning, years ago, it IN
nm. have been."
owe to that one act the first dawnin
, q power within me, 10 throw off the ne
MT sin, which was tangling and involving
ore inextricably. l am we'll repaid, though
nv. power, in developing my capacity for en-
hu. ment, also enlarged my capabilities for
,ak. fering. For our spiritual perfection we
"a wear chains of sorrow, must turn aside
;,oo. the paths of enchantment which selfsh
mo opens, and walk over the thorns. and u
all, the shadow Of self.sacrifce, for that
rt;. leads US out into the glory Of God.
ntil GrJudge Kellogg. a venerable citize
am Michigan, arrived in Washington recel
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