Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1862-08-05
bleak aufamnl evening, a rough country

bleak autamnal evening, a rough country
wagon drove iuio lie town Of C. Il
stopped at the aims house; an attenuate5l
form was lifted up aud carried il, and the
wagon rumbled away. Thus was Lucy
Button brought to her native home to die.
She had been in decline for some months
and the miraculous strength which had 50
long sustained her in herweary wanderi q
at last forsook her entirely. Her sister had
died some months before, and the widowed
husband had soon after removed lis family
70 the far West; 50 Lucy had 10 friends,
no home but the aims house.
One day, about week from the tins 81
her arrival, Lucy appeared to suffer greet
", and those about Ter looked upon her as
evidently better, and Tor the first time slept
TRANQUILITY till morning. The matron, who
was by her bedside when she awoke, was
attracted by the clear gaze which met her
own, but she smiled and bid the iayalil
Good Morning. Lucy looked bewillered
but the voice seemed TO reassure her, ana
she exclaimed.
"Where am 1? and who are you3 /
do not know you"
A wild surmise flashed across the mind
q the matron; the long lost reason Of til G
wanderer had returned. But the good
woman replied calmly and so9tbiogly.
"Why you t-e among your friends and
you viii know me presently"
"lhen it may be you know Edwin aud
Ellen?' rejoined the Invalid; "haee they
come? On, had such terrible dream
! dleamqd that she was married to Edwin
Strange It's | should dream that
"My poor Lucy" said the natron. with
a gush Of tears, chat was not dream
twas iii true"
"All true |" cried the invalid. "Then
Edwin mus. be untrte,and that cannot BE-,
for he loves me, and Ne loved each other
well, and Ellen is my sister. Let me see
them; will 90 to tEem."
She endeayored to raise herself, but fell
back fainting to the pillow.
~ bat does this mean said she "what
mikes me feel so weak !"
Just then her eye cell upon her own
band-t'lat old aud withered hand! She
gazed on it with blank amazsment.
"Something is the matter with my
sight she said, smiling family, "for my
hand looks like an old womans."
"And 50 it is said the matFon gently,
so IS mine; yet we had fair, plump hands
when we were young. Dear Lucy, do you
know me' | am Maria Alien was to
BE- your bridesmaid
cannot say MORE will not make the
vain attempt to give in detail al that
m0agpful reyesling -to reduce to expres-
size words the dreadful su5iiality Of that
hopeless sorfow
TO the gytched Lucy, TIE last thirty
years were as though they has! never been
o not scene, not az incident, had she the
slightest remembrance, since the recre8nt
lover, and traitorous sister stood before her
that made tile terrible announcement.
The kind matron paused frequently in
the sad narrative Of her poor friends mad
ness and wandeIings, but the invalid would
say with fearful cdnness, ''Go on, g on,
though the drops Of agony stood thick up
on Ter forehead.
When she asked for her sister the mat
ron replied
"sho has gone before yon, and your
father also
"And tny mother said Lucy, her face
lit up with siekly ray Of hope.
"Your mother has been dead for twenty
years.
Oh, God, my cup Of bite ness is fail.' and
shc wept aloud.
Ter friend bent over her, and mingling
her tears with her, said aiteetionately:
but DO you xhow who drank that cup
before youl'
Lucy looked up with bawildered ex-
preston, and then the matron added
aThe Lord Jesus, you remember him.
a look Of sunlight ireaking through 9
cloud. a look which only saints may wear,
irras.iated the face of The dying woman, "
She roplled:
"0b, Yes, / knew Him and loved Him
before fell asleep"
The man Of God Wa called 4 few
who had known Lpcy IN Yer early days,
came also There was much 70 erepdil
feeling, and some weeping around her death
bed.
Then rose the voice Of prayer. At first
her lips moved as Ter weak spirit joined Y
.hat felyeet appeal. Then they grew 5tiil
and poor Lucy vas dead-dead ~ her
gray-haired youth.
Those WHO gazed upon that placid face
anu remembered her harmless life and pa
tient s. storing, DOUBTED net that the morn
Of IA eternal day had broken in upon her
might Of years.
War IS Heat LIehrNlSs' = The
flashes Of lightning, often observed on 9
summer yening, unaccompanisd by thun-
der, ana popularly known, cheat light
ming, are merely the light from discharges