Clearfield Republican. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1851-1937, 1860-12-04

W VhoH u'c, continued tne Oerell
one, "you will see that am placed be.
side Rachel. On our tomb you will have
engraved, They were lovely in their
lives and in their deaths they were not
divided. )"
"Yes, brother" said Anabel, with a
little hysterical sob.
"You will have the last pocket-hand-
kerchief Rachel used to place over my
face. :"
"Yes, replied Anabel.
"My will you will find in the tin case.
have left everything to Myra and your
self. "
40, thank you, dear brother, How
considerate in you !"
MY death will be your gain, Anabel." )"
and The bereaved. sighed submissvely.
MY precious brother don't suggest
such thing But YOU know have long
wished to go to Europe, and your lamen>
ted death will give me an opportunity Of
doing So.
go, go, enjoy what leave you, Ana
bel. The day will come when like me,
you must lie down in the dust. | have
heaped up riches.
"For me to enjoy How kind in you,
tended her hand.
What do yo you mean ?" said Angus,
tus drawing back angrily.
80, ! crave your pardon ] really for
got, dreamed / had read your will, and
was just leavi lg for Europe.
" may live many years yet, " said Au-
gustus moodily.
Certainly, only thought you had re.
solved to die. | began TO fear you con.
templated suicide.
:" / am miserable enough for anything
J believe | will go tSthe club. "
Pray do no doubt it will help you to
forget Rachel.
81 do not wish to forget her; the heart
that has truly loved never forgets. "
40, no, Augustus, not exactly forget
her; only soften your giant grie! that Is
wearing away YOUR very life.
Augustus stood a moment and contem-
plated the fair face of the deceased Ra-
chel then as if overcome by the remem.
brance of the past, he snatched up the
deeply-craped hat that stood on the Ia
bic and Eended his way to the club, toe
much afflicted to stay quietly at home.
The next morning, at breakfast, he
looked up from his plate and said in a
dismal tome" Anabel you will please
never allude to my marrying again. You
wounded my heart beyond expression las
night"
40, dear brother am very sorry; but
have known ofseveral gentlemen who
when they were unfortunate enough to
lose their wife, found another, and
thought"
"Hush hush not another word OF
! this sad subject"
Three months passed slowly, but sadly
Rachel was in her grave, and its long
shadow fell gloomIly on Augustus hear
, and hearth. A weeping willow hac
been planted over the dreary mound, anc
waved its long limbs solemly in the breeze
few fragrant violets grew out of pool
Rachel's head-that is, the head of hei
grave; and at her feet white rosebud
floruished in charming luxurance. II
was a dainty little spot, poor Rachel''
grave, and here Augustus paid a visit ev'
cry time he spied the churchyard gates
J Here he stood on Sunday to think OF Ra'
chcl, perhaps, or to gaze more conve.
: niently at the grlish beauty of Miss Vii.
, lcrs, as she tripped through the church
This last idea was promulgated by those
| proverbialy spteful creauturos-the ole
maids Of the church, who, having lost al
their youth, envy the young, and who are
: as crazy to get married at forty years a.
they were at twenty, and who tear tC
shreds the characters of their more iortu
nate sisters, who win in tho worlds lottery
/ that prIze--a husband So said Augustus
" hen Annabel told him of sundry re
marks that had been made concerning
him.
"8ut IL was not an old maid that slan
, dered you, Agustus it was married lady
Mrs. Montoy says she has watched yol
! in church, and you look out of the win
dow with one fearful eye on Rachel
= grave, while the other is exploring tn,
! pretty face of Miss Villers. She evei
} says she saw you last Sunday gather DO
quet from RachePs grave, and presented
: it to Miss Vilers as she was going int
, church, who, placing 1t 10 her Grecar
nose, thanked you with her sweetes
: smile, little dreaming il 'smelt Of mortal
: ity.' Poor dear Rachel, don't know
( how she would relish furnishing boquet
for her rival. don't say this, Augustus
S grily, of course | don't believea word q
t lt. know how devotedly attached yo
$ were to dear Rachel, and how you plant
@ ed her grave, and even took the waterin
pot in your hands and watered the plan t
= 10 make them grow, and how you treasu
red up in tissue paper the last handker
,f chief she used, and how You put her bon
i net on a table, and had little railin
Y built around it to keep profane hand
away, and how touchingl, you draped he
: picture in crapel o, now, | know yo
will never, never marry again."
Augustus was silent. Was it ominous
: Four months and two weeks-then
, tall tombstone reared its lofty head ami
! ts sister tombs in the church-yard.
was charming device-a stone figur
!" bending over stone urn, which urn wa
supposed to contain the ashes of the de
4. parted Rachel.
!. "What is this, my dearp asked MI
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