Bellows Falls times. [volume] (Bellows Falls, Vt.) 1856-1965, 1866-11-02
A Beautiful Letter.

| AhO iohoWiiS CHtiihiiiS ltttcr WIS WIFI
ten by young lady pining with the con.
sumption, to young gentleman to whom
she was engaged in marriage. She lived
in New York and was spending a winter
in New Orleans, hoping that milder eli
mate would restore her health. But she
gradually sunk under the dreadful disease,
and died ere she returned home. II
breathes the spirit of ilnpassioned devotion
and its perusal will awaken the iveliest
and best sensibilities of the heart. The
sweet, hallowed sentiments which pervades
1.-THE spirit of unchanging attachment
which distance cannot weaken, nor the
prospect Of death extinguish. is unearthly,
and comes over the soul, like the mellow
and subsiding influence of the setting sun.
"NEw ORLEANS Jan. 26.
My DEAR WILLIAM:
have broken my promise but your too
kind disposition will forgive me, even with
out cause. 1t was, as know you fear,
my poor health that prevented my writing.
Alas had little hope that change of
air would restore my health, or freshen
my withered cheeks. But my dear
friends thought so, and for their sakes /
am here. Oh, l wish for your sake,
could say that southern airs were strength
ening my constitution and my poor feeble
body. My morning rides bring me mo-
mentary freshness and ease, and the fra
GRANGE OF the orange trees is very CRATE
ful, the deep green groves look lovely, but
| only view their beauty in contrast with
my own feeble, perishing health. The
airs are too damp and heavy. Perpetual
| fogs frown upon us here morning and eve
ming Midday is warm and pleasant, and
brings us refreshing breezes. Oh, do not
think ! write thus TO give fresh wound
to your too generous and bleeding sympa-
thies. But you know me too well and too
true too think this. And why should
ftell you Of hopes that have long since fed
from my almost pulseless heart Why
should / deceive by hattering words, he
that is next to my dear blessed mother,
dearest to me on ealtb? No, though a
kind Providence will soon separate us to
meet again in a brighter and better
home. Oh William, do not hope. Each
setting sun sinks paler upon my vision,
and warns me that shall see but few
more fade behind the blue west. But a
prospect more bright and beautiful s,rews
flowers in my pathway to the grave. ]
am full of joy and { hristian cheer Your
Harvey's Medifations is sweet comfort,
my pillow companion. Your letter have
read again and again. 1t strengthens me
more than all the kind offices of my good
friends. Don't part with that friend You
have taken to your bosom. He is worth
the world and more. ! would not part
with JESUS to end my cheeks flushed with
rosy health, and nay feeble body bounding
in strength. Oh how l wish you were
here that we might once more speak to-
gether; but nay spnken cheeks would SO
distress you, that / should be ten times
more miserable. We talk of returning
next month. But ! fear aever shall re-
turn. Come down when you receive this,
and bring little Jane with you. Kiss dear
little Mary and John for their sister, and
give my warmest love to all the family
and my kind friends. find my strength
is weakening, and / must again bid you
fond and affectionate farewell.
CATHERINE"