The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1866-08-16

A THRILLING SCRNE.


cried the young and thoughtless Harvey
Wood pledge with winem ran through
the bridal party.
The beautiful bride grew pale--the de
cisive hour had come. She pressed her
/ white hands together, and the leaves of
the bridal wreath trembled on her brow
her breath came quicker, and her heart
/ beat wilder
"1es, Marion, lay aside your scruples
+ for this once said the Judge in low
tone, going toward his daughter, "the
company expect it. Do not so seriously
infringe upon the rules of etiquette, in
your own home do rs you please; but in
mine, for this once, please me-
Every eye was turned toward the bri-
dial pair Marion's principles were well
known. Henry had been q convivialist,
but Of late his friends noticed the change
a his manners, the difference in his hab
is, and tonight they watched him
10 see, as they sneeringly said, if
he was tied down to a woman's opinion
+ so soon.
/ Pouring brimming cup, they held it
with tempting smiles toward Marion
She was very pale though more compos.
ed; and her hand shook not, as smiling
back, she gracefully accepted the crystal
tempter, and raised it to her lips. But
scarcely had she done so, when every
hand was arrested by her piercing ex-
clamation of ..Oh. how terrble''
Nv ait, she answered, while light,
which seemed inspired, shone from her
dark eyes, s'wait, and l will tell l see,'
she added slowly pointing one jeweled
finger at the sparkling ruby liquid-s'a
sight that beggars all description, and
yet listen will paint it for you if
can. 1t is a lovely spot, tall mountains
crowned with verdure rise in awful sub
Unity around, river runs through, and
bright flowers grow to tie waters edge.
There is a thick warm mist, that the sun
seeks vainly to pierce. Trees, lofty and
beautiful, wave to the airy motion of the
birds, but there-a group of Indians
gather, they fit to and fro, with some
thing like sorrow on their dark brows.
And in their midst lies a manly form
but his cheek now deathly, his eye wild
with the fitfnl fire of fever. One friend
stands beside him-nay, 1 should say
kneels, for see, he is pillowing that poor
head upon his breast.
"Genius in ruins-oh. the high, holy
looking brow. why should death mark it
and he SO young? Look how he throws
back the damp curls. see him clasp his
hands, hear his thrilling shrieks for life.
mark how he clutches at the form of his
companion, imploring TO be saved! Oh!
hear him call piteously his fathers name
see him twine his fingers together as
he shrieks for his sister-his only sister
the twin of his soul-weeping for him
in his distant native land"
"See,' she exclaimed, while the bridal
party shraak back, the untasted wine /
in their faltering grasp, and
the Judge fell, overpowered, upon his
seat-"see, his arms are lifted to heaven
be prays, how wildly, for mercy! hot fe-
yer rushes through his veins. The
friend beside him is weeping; awe -strick-
en-, the dark men move silently away, /
and leave the living and the dying to-
tether'
There was hush in that princely par
or, broken only by whatseemed a smoth-
zrel sob, from some manly BOSOM
TIE bride stood yet upright 'switl
luiving lip, and tears stealing to
he outward edge of her lashes.
Her beautiful arm had lost its tension,
and the glass, with its little troubled red
waves, came slowly toward the range Of I
aer vision. She spoke again; every lip
vas mute. Her voice was low, faint, yet
awfully distinct; she still fixed her sor-
'owful glance uTon the wipaeffeat white |
1T is eyenigaup, and his beams lay
moon Is sffs forehead. He moves not:
gepiTaes are set in their sockets; dim are {
heir piercing glances; in vain his friend ,
1hispers the name Of father and sister I
cath is there. Death-and no soft hand {
o gentle voice to bless and soothe him ,
Z
hudder, he is deadr'
A groan ran through the assembly, so !
iYid was her description, so unearthly /,
er look, so inspired her manner, that
ID at she described seemed actually to I
ave taken place then and there They :
oticed also that the bridegroom hid his
ace in his hands and was weeping. Il
Dead she repeated again, her lips |
uivering faster and faster. AID her
oice more and more broken; s'and there
hey scoop him grave, and there, with
ut shroud, they lay him down IN that
lamp reeking earth. The only son of
,roud father, the only idolned brother
f fond sister. And he sleeps to day !
n that distant country with no stone to