The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1860-02-09

go to win the laurel, or die soldier
DEATH"
"No more, NO more !" exclaimed ths
weeping wife. Tell nae but of your
hopes of safety and success laurels
peace, and viotory,-but talk not o.
what would drive me mad, even to think
of-your death. / am no friend tc
fighting and bloodshed. Thevery sound
of gun terri6es me, though at a dis
tance."
"Well, we'll, dearest, be composed
1 thought you had more courage. Why
/ remember the time when, to secure
some foolish flower, / have seen yov
spring from rock to rock-heedless OF
precipice or torrent-and more-I have
seen you stand on the edge of the tall
cliff, and look fearlessly into the foam
ing waves"
"Ah, but you were with me" replied
the young wife, smiling through her
tears.
"And have you then lost your forti-
tude in becoming my bride ?''
do not fear for myself but for
yox," replied Laura with touching sad
ness.
Her husband caught her in his arms,
and kissed her tenderly. "You will
make coward of me-" he said, eff I
linger here. Be yourself-be brave like
your noble countrywomen. Oh, l
could tell you such tales of their hero
ism i! Inspire me with courage-and
though nature never formed you for a
heroine, yet do not prevent your Harry
from deserving the name of hero"
The young wife started from the en-
brace of her husband to undergo a sud-
den change. The eloquent blood
sprang to her cbeek-before pale as
marble-and new energy of her soul
seemed communicated to her whole
franc. "What am doing % she ex-
claimed. "I make my husband cow
ard I who have worshipped him as
the hero of my Imagination since he
came to our village, and amid rival
bellies, fixed his choice upon the hum
BILE Laura whose widest dreams had
never pictured so glorions destiny !!
Shall it then be from nay lips that he
shall be persuaded to prove traitor to
his country! Never! never! Forgive
me, Harry, my love. my husband-Go
and may my conduct during your
absence, prove me worthy of my coun-
try and of you." "Sse, dearest" she
continued, with strong effort at gaity,
"even Selim looks at me with scorn,
and pants to be away. Bring him up,
Thomas. Yet stay, Harry, let me sing
you one more song before you go /; it
is yet early, and then will detaiu you
no longer"
They re-entered the house, and the
fair wife seizing her guitar, sung in a
sweet clear voice the following words !:
Go, warrier, GO! thy country calls
Now upon the embattled plain
Gorgeous plumes and glittering crests
There wave above the noble slain.
Hark hark along the bannared h osts
Now rings the dreadful peal of death;
While the loud shouts of Victory
Are mingling with the parting breath.
Go, warrior, go the laurel bough
Is waving Ger thy path of fame;
'Tis waiting to deck thy brow
Go, warrior gain deathless name.
But when the snowy veil of peace,
Shall show our bleeding land is free
When the harsh trumpet's voice shall cease,
Come warrior, come again to me.
She ceased, aad rising, drew from a
box small gold chain of sxsquisite
workmanship, to which was suspended
locket containing her own hair. This
she flung over her husbands neck.
s'There, take it as talisman against
evil" she said, "and now farewell,
dear, dear Harry yet should you be
ill or wounded, you will send for me
instantly will you not ?''
81 will, dear Laura, but in these per-
ilous times letters often miscarry or are
intercepted. Evil minded persons
might make use of them for sinister
purposes. Your beauty, simplicity and
innocence might lead you into danger
If l send for you it will be no other
messenger than our good Thomas, and
do not even accompany him, unless you
have proof that he comes from me. II
I do send for you, I shall also send the
locket which will assure you it can
be done with safety. Trust no other
messenger-obey no other summons"
81 will not forget" replied Laura
!" Oh how lonely / shall be-"
"You will have good old Margaret
with you, and there's your pretty com
panion, Jeanstte-Ha Thomas" as
he came in contact with the holder o
the horse on descending the steps"
did not see you-you are as impatient