Fremont journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County [Ohio]) 1853-1866, 1860-05-04
An Original StorQ,
The Brothers Revenge
Written for the Fremont Journal" by Leila.
(Concluded from last week.) }
CHAPTER VIII.

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Brother, l am weary; these walls look
very gloomy; lend me your arm and help
me to 90 out upon the verandah, bring the
guitar too, and see if we cannot wake once
more some of the old melodies of other
days; 'tis long, long while since you and
l have sung together. Come
Willingly, darling. 1 am glad to hear
YOU speak once more Of music and song
Oh It's so lonely here of late. You never
seem to laugh any now, and are so changed.
Your bird-like songs, Minnie, my heart is
panied that we hear them not oftener.'
'Oh, Frank, l know, but cannot, cannot.
There is too much sadness here said she,
laying her hand upon her heart; 'but now
that am so comfortably fixed, and the eve.
ming is so fine, feel better, and we'll try
what we can do
And so once again their voices mingle it
many of the old, familiar songs they of
have sung in the happy by-gone, and Min
nie's thin, delicate fingers touch the strings
with peculiar pathos; low, sweet and
thrilling is the soft music which floats ouI
on the night air and reaches the ears o.
many who stop and listen wonderingly.-
They know It's 'Snow-bird' singing-none
other can sing like that-and all rejoice
they think her growing better; everybody
has mourned to see the bright-eyed, merry
maiden SO dropping, and to feel that Min
ME was dying.
Just now a carriage passes and tall
dark-eyed, handsome man leans forward
listeningly, as if eager to catch the faintes
sound of each and every note, and per
chance one glimpse of the fair songstress
with deep sigh he presses his hand hare
against his forehead, and softly murmurs
Poor Minnie, / did not think it would 81
crush her; how pale and thin she ha
grown. hope she may not die. Oh M
heart aches, longs to take thee back, darling
one. Strange fatality. But and h
hurries on, and in another moment Minnie
sees him alighting from the carriage, anc
walking up to the house of Mr.. Williams
and though the twilight is deepening ant
objects becoming somewhat indistinct, still
she knew full well that manly form, and a
a beautiful girl comes gaily forward to NEE
him at the steps and he bends low, and sh
knew their lips met, and that Col. Lincol
had given his love to another: that low
far dearer than life to her. She could no
suppress that cry of pain, and like som
poor wounded creature with a culver tn
song dies away upon her lip, the guita
: drops to the floor, and in a deep swool
+ Frank again carries her in and lays her up
on the bed. This time, to rise never more
Next morning she asked for paper an'
writing few lines, told Nell to carry then
over to Mr.. Williams, and hand them /
Col. Lincoln, and in another half hour b
was standing beside Miuuie's dying couch
Once more she asked TO see him. Ono
more, ere her eyes were closed in death
she plead that he would come that sh
might tell him how freely she forgave hin
the great wrong he had done her; and hov
earnestly she prayed Heaven might forgiv
him too. That she hoped to meet him il
that better land would he not tryl Their
is room enough for yOW room enough 70
her. Will you not promise me, Col. Lin
colnP she asks in pleading tones, and th
great tears fall upon the little band h
holds, as be answers low;