Clearfield Republican. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1851-1937, 1860-12-05
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A DIsCONsOLATE WIDOWER

"What can say to comfort you, dear
Augustus ?" and Anabel took her broth
er's hand in hers and pressed it warmly.
Nothing my precious sister; such woe
as mine is too deep for any plummet Of
consolation to reach" And dear Angus
tus" took out his black bordered banker
chief, and applied it to his eyes.
Anal el clasped her hands despairingly,
and looked teariully at him, murmering.
Iy sympathising-"poor, dear Augustus,
| how he loved her !"
Augustus sighed deeply, and moaued
in low tone-"We are so happy togeth-
cr, my poor Rachel" and again the black
bordered handkerchief went 10 his eyes.
my afflicted brother" murmnred An
abel, 'how deep the waters you are CALI
ed upon to go through"
Augustus shuddered, as if he felt the
wild dashings of the waves, and said in q
plsintiye voice--"Dear Rachel, how ami
able she was :"
"Very, dear Augustus"
How consiierate, how devoted TO
re :"
30, exceedingly"
"And how fine an appearance 'he pres
sented :" and he raised his eyes to the
portrait festooned with black Grape, which
| delicate attention lie had himself paid it
that morning.
Anabel, too, raised her eyes, but was ST.
lent as she gazed upon the pictured form
OF the departed Rachel, so angular, so
dark. and so frowning
~ don't think you ever did Rachel's
charms justice, AnaOcl. She ~as love
| ly woman
go, brother ] fully appreciated her, I
assure you did"
"And you 10 not do justice to my depth
OF grief Are you aware that | am a
mourner forever? Poor, dear, dear Ra-
chel, have lost all in losing thee" And
again the fearful eyes were raised to the
grim Rachel, who looked down with an
expression on her face which said "In~
deed -
There was a silence ofseveral moments,
during which he looked thoughtfully in:o
the fire. At length he said
"IIand me my desk beside you, Anabel;
it will be a relief to my feelings to write
an obituary"
Don't think Of il at present, dear Aus
gustus your nerves are not strong enough
for it now. Only think of the trying
SCENES through which you have just pass
cd."
Hand me my desk, will you? 1t i: a
sacred duty owe my dead"
While Augustus was engaged in this
touching work, Anahel was pondering on
the prorriety ofdispensing with the black
Grape folds on her new silk dress 80
that may wear it in colors," was her in
ward ejaculation "!or who knows Angus
may marry again before have done
mourning for dear Rachel"' She check
ed the thought-"llow dreadfulp Aus
gustus, the deeply sorrowng, marry be-
fore she had time to get out of black 1t
was satanic whisper surely, and grossly
unjust to the disconsolate widower. She
was reused from her sombre meditations
by the voice OF Augustus
"This is what have written, dear sis
ter, and You can offer any suggestions
of a tender nature, pray do So"
departed this gloomy vale of tears for
blessed home ofjoy, Rachel, the below
ed and honored consort of Augustus
Childs, Esq, and daughter and heiress of
Peter Smidt, Esq. Beautiful and accom-
plshed, amiablo and intellectual, devout
and charitable, generous, devoted, char
mihgln every respect, thus has ned TO
angelic courts, amid the joyful shouts Of
the cherubic army, crying, welcome
welcome one who walked the earth IN
seraph's guise."
Here anabel gave slight cough to COW
er something like laugh, and Augustus
paused moment and asked plainIively,
"Do you object to anything?"
80 70 by no means. 1t is so very touch
ing pray proceed"
"Ttow. deep the woe into which her nu-
nerous friends have been plunged by her