The Portage County Democrat. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1854-1868, 1860-03-07

Taught me; that he was traitor and left me
But9you-wbat is this pallor-.you are bleed
ing s--f aaa+'a'y sAt .#zz9 e.
Yes-I am wonnded-I had not thought
ut as deep as l feel it. Tell me, for Heavens
sakes that you knew nothing of this mans an
tecedents.,z nia zssi bse Isaa'
Il have told yon so I swear it to content
Jon, But let me call assistance - you are
bleeding so FAST a -sz ssfal
: What mattersf Ny honor--your honor
is mine-has been assailed-let me bleed on.
This Montague, Helena was the viest wretch
in Europe-a man married twenty times over,
fif vows of love held good in lava gamester
"a proaigate-ihe son Of your mothers
tempter-' -zs EEasG sd7 i1 ig aIr
DO you know her sad storyf' groaued.
Yes, and had overcome disgust for your
sake O, Helena, you have given me my
death blow = -'' --''@f''
With or without his permission, 1 was com.
pellsd to cell for help. He was laid on nv
fathers bed, and a surgeon summoned imme.
diately. The bleeding was very great and diff
fcnlt to stay. Lite seemed baltinp between
this world and the Gext His high sense of
honor, SO quickly wounded on my behalfgave
him new interest in my eyes; his very pride
contrasted with Montague's want of principIe.
becim virtue. watched over him and
prayed for his life. All night it was doubtful;
towards morning he became insensible. His
broken wanderings were full of my name-inll
of defiance to those who would injure me. l
began to doubt whether I had quite fathomed
the character of the cold Duke of G--..-I
had shudder when thought of Moutague's
tate' but the base cruelty with which he had
Hung me aside, and the meanness which had
revealed my love for him, had effsctually cured
me of my tender sentiment. The Montague
had loved was forever buried with the past
ne was the creature of my own Imagination.
The Duke could not be moved for many weeks.
and my position as his atfianced wife gave me
right to see and watch over him. disccv.
cred that this man-this idoater of his own
grandeur-had yet one soft place in his heart
--he could love aud be could pity me- ThisI
found from the language in his delirum. One
blessed morning he regaued his senses. He
was pale and weak, but he knew me. His i'll.
ness had changed us both. He called me to
him. i.fs. s7 sf--..-= III. ,.,4 -.a.
- Helena sa gsi
sat down by the bed and took his hand,
Poor child he said tende-y as he felt
my hand tremble : do not be afraid of me;
am not going to blame you. Lord Evesham
was very wrong to leave you SO poorly pro.
tected. But have often seen that am not
The man you can love; and now, Helena, hav.
ng avenged you'll will be generous-how gen.
'rous. you can never know. cannot speak
much, but you are free, my dearest, love-
| was dumb for several minutes. When
lad little collected my sensations, I said -
Do not cast me off without hearing that ever
ince that fatal morning have looked to your
protection as safeguard from every i'll of life;
hat your delirious wanderings have told me
hat you once loved me; that your saff.rings
rom this frightful wound-iucurred for nv
ake-has won my interest. my pity. my love.
Free you cannot make me, unless you restore
me the heart which indeed your pride and
Ugh principle does too well to scoru; for am
IL unworthy the honor you once destined for
ne.' ',''i
What do I hearY he cried, struggling to
peak; my Helena loves me? Come nearer
mo. you shall not kneel; rise my love; L
ommand you to rise. 10 Have you been nurs.
'g met Tell me again.
%. I have, and SO anxiously y replied
issing the cheek he held towards me, but
Dearest Helena, trust me, trust my love;
'rget tn. past, as forgive it. We will be
ne forever and ever 7
ln compliance with his earnest wish, our
larriage was privately celebrated within a
eek or two; and every day shows me some
esh traits of tenderness aud excellence iu the
Ian once thought so cold and proud. But
often shudder to think ia what position
cry few more months of neglect at Deans
ale' with Montagues presence, might have
,und me.