The penny press. [volume] (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1859-1860, 1860-02-16
A DIsCoNsoLATE -WIDOwER.

"What can I say to comfort you, dsa
Augustus?" and Anabsl took her broth
er's hand 10 hers aud pressed il warml,
'Nothing, my precious sister, such wo'
as mine is too deep for any plummet 0
consolation to reach" And "dear Angus
tus" took out his black.bordered handksr
chief and applied it TO his eyes.
Anabel clasped her hands despairingly
and looked tearfully at him murmurins
sympathisingly-"Poor, dear Augustus
how he loved herl"
Augustus sighed deeply and moaned
in low tone-"We were so happy to
gether, my poor Rachel, and again the
black -bordered handkerchief went to hi
eyes.
'My affected brother" murmured Ana
bel, show deep the waters you are called
upon to 60 through" :"
Augustus shuddered, as If he felt tht
wild dashings Of the waves, and said in &
plaintive voice--"Dear Rachel, how amia
Bile she was!'
"Very dear Augustus"
"How considerate, how devoted to
mel" .ao
20, exceedingly"
"And how fine an appearance she pre-
sented" and he raised his eyes to the
portrait festooned with black Grape, which
delicate attention he had himself paid il
that morning
Anabel too, raised her eyes, but was
silent as she gazed upon the pictured
form of the departed Rachel, SO angular,
so dark, and SO frowing.
~ don't think you ever did Rachel's
charms justice Anabel. Shew lovely
woman"
20, brother, fully appreciated her, I
assure you, did"
"And you do not do justice to my depth
of grief. Are you aware that l am a
mourner forever2 Poor, dear Rachel, l
have lost all in losing theel" And again
the fearful eyes were raised to the grim
Rachel, who looked down with an ex-
preston on her face which said, "In-
deedr'
There was silence ofseveral moments,
during which Augustus looked thought
fully into the fire.. At length he said
"Hand me my desk beside you AnabeI
it will be relief to my feelings to write
an obituary"
"Don't think of it at present, dear Au.
gustus: you are not strong enough for it
now. Only think of the trying scenes
through which you just passed"
"Hand me my desk, will you? it is sa-
cred duty | owe my dead.
While Augustus was engaged in this
touching work, Anabel was pondering on
the propriety Of dispensing with the
black Grape folds on her new silk dress,
$50 that l may where it,in oolors," was her
inward ejaculation; for who knows, Au-
gustus may marry again before l have
done mourning for dear RACHEL" She
checked the thought-"How dreadful"
Augustus, the deeply sorrowing, marry
before she had time to get out Of black
1t was satanic whispering surely, and
grossly unjust to the disconsolate wild
over. She was reused from her sombre
meditations by the voice of Augustus:
"This is what ! have written, dear Sis
tor, and if you can offer any suggestions
of a tender nature, pray do so"
Departed this gloomy vale Of tears for
a blessed home Of joy, Rachel, the be-
loved and honored consort of Augustus
Childs, ESQ.,, and daughter ond heiress of
Peter Smidt, Esq Beautiful and accom-.
plished, amiable nd:intellectual, devout
and charitable, generous, devoted, charm
ing in every respect, thus has fed to an
gelic courts, ,,amid the Joyful shouts Of
the cherubic army, crying welcomed well
come! one who walked the earth in se-
raph's guise."
Here Anabel gave slight cough to
cover something like laugh, and Angus
tus paused a moment and asked plant
lively, "Do yeu object to anythingT
70 no, by no means. 1t is 80 very
touching, pray proceed"
"How deep the woe into which her nu-
merous friends have been plunged by her
lamented absence in the realms Of bliss!
But their loss has been the angels gain.
But her husband, so fondly attached to
this dear object-what words can depict
his overwhelming grief-grief that will
prove as lasting as Il is deep? But here
we drop the curtain; too sacred this woe
for the common eye. Suffice it to say, he
utters the sentiment Of the submissive
job The Lord hath taken away.b lessed
be the pane of the Lord"
"How piousl how touchingl what pa
thosl'' and Anabel raised her eyes, spark
ling with illconcealed mirth.
"You must admit Rachel was no ord.
mary woman, Anabel"
Il never knew another like her." said
Anabel i.as. laeEf
"Shs was too good for me" sighed Au'
gustus.
20, my dear brother, why say so?' ejac.
nlated Anabel.
" can never cease to mourn pool
Rachel; but feel must soon follow her
cannot live without her, moaned Au
gustus. gsss
"You must make an effort to do 90
Augustus-you positively must. Il il
your duty to live. You must rouse your
self from this heartrendering state. You
are not very old, only forty. Why, ther.
3 may bs world Of happinsss in store fol
you" .qy2sf S1slt Ii 6sft-s5rs ~ Il