Orleans independent standard. [volume] (Irasburgh, Vt.) 1856-1871, 1860-06-08


Its your turn now to teach me. have
never learned so much out of any book,
as out of the holy patience and deep
faith of your heart. You need not speak
To sit here, and look at you, to find you
so happy in the Saviour's arms, is lesson
enough, it is joy enough, it is good for
mer
Rose is married. said she, after a
pause. Dear Rose! l hope she may
be happy. We were always such near
friends---uaore than sisters--is it not
strange? The perfect intimacy that was
ours, the plans we formed together for
the future-we would never be separated
and now, how different ?
Just then Mr.. Elwood entered, and
came and stood behind me, silent.
Il thought said Blanche, 8 if ever
Rose was married, / should stand up
with her we had promised each other,
and thought Lewis would stand next
to her on the other side-but God knows
what is best for US. am content. And
Lewis, to think be should be acting the
good Samaritan at my bedside, such a
; morningP
He has chosen the better part l
said.
L only know murmured Lewis,
that / also am content; / bless God
that am hereP
Il looked in to see the ceremony re-
marked Mr.. Elwood, strong, earnest
man, sofened by affiiction. 'Old neigh
bors, so, l thought l would 60, though
with my dear daughter sick at home
1t could hardly be expected, / suppose
that 1 would want to see my friend,
0 child, her playmate, almost brought uE
with her, married off in. such gay style.
He brushed tear from his glistenins
{ eye. But l tell you, friends-there il
nobody here that may not say it to, foI
| say it out of deep kindness and grie
. of heart-I tell you l feel less sorrow t,
come home and see my darling lyin,
here, and know that she is soon going t
" her angel home before US, leaving u
lonesome,-far less sorrow, and misgiv
ing, and doubt, than | should feel to Sc
her stand up, as Rose stoop up, thi
morning, to give away her hand withou
her heart 7
10 Blanche looked pained to hear this, an
or sighed, Poor Rosei poor, dear Rose
:. l remained but little longer; the
~ taking Lewis Kensington by the arm
tn walked home, scarcely speaking, bI
no pondering what had seen.
Towards evening l was sent for agai
be The spirit of Blanche, they said, WI
parting from the frame. l found IL
hi windows flung open, to let in freely ii
IT sunset beams and soft air. But 9th,
no light illumined her, and other and fin
of air she breathed, in that hour. II
,+a faces of friends surrounded her, but 81
10. seemed TO see brighter faces, hoveril
A. angel choir, unseen by US. The bir
,ut chirped sweetly in the garden, by t
open window, but strains of deeper ra
ture, as from harps of gold played al
off-so she told us-entranced her ear
at
And so she left US; we stood arour
,d assembled and weeping, but wherefc
de did we weep?
of On Roses bridal night, the form
len Blanche lay cold in her shroud. Z
ask somehow, thought of Blanche as livil
of and of Rose as dead. And during |
the years that ensued, remembering I
morning and evening scenes of that su
sed mer day, and witnessing ever the fad
'ed- of Roses beauty, the withering of
heart, her false, cold life, counterfeit
ere contentment with sickly smiles, i of
orm said to myself Unhappy Rose hap
ght happy Blancher
mai And bearing few days since of
her death of Rose, prematurely old, weary
the splendors and the heartlessness
mot the society into which wealth introdu
5ing her, again recalled he history of tb
lear two girls which have written do
no here, hoping to show to others how nj
ne more blessed it is to 60 to the Div
iose Bridegroom through the mild gates
nlcn the grave, than to enter without love
bridal robes, the worlds great VIII
ney sepulchre.
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