Daily Ohio statesman. [volume] (Columbus, Ohio) 1855-1870, 1866-06-09

Blent with the Pusics sound.
Twas sighed hot forth in bower or dell,
N Amid the Op'nng flowers;
The woodland had no tale 10 tell
OF these long vanished hours.
Twas uttered DER dying bed,
Asked by a dying prayer.
The voice of the departing shed
A ghastly blessing there.
An earnest soul was nittiUg fast
Whom those deep words were said
no The ling'r ring tones her lips that passed,
Thrilled hollow DER the deaf.
Twilight had darkened into night, the
first faint star OF evening cleaned from the
far blue heavens, and the hush and repose
of nature seemed too holy to be broken by
the strife OF human passions; yet how
painfully did the quiet of that evening scene
contrast with the passionate grief of a
young heart, mourning over its first sor-
rJw.
Ellen Sinclair was newly welded bride.
She was seventeen; the youngest daughter
of her fathers house, and the spoiled pet
of the whole family, her life had passed as
one long bright day Of sunshine and flow
ers., She had been wOOed by one she had
known from childhood, and with the con-
sent of their mutual friends they were
united.
The day after their marriage the bridal
pair left the fathers house for the residence
of Mr.. Sinclair, in one of the interior cOun-
ties of Virginia. n few happy weeks pass
ed when Sinclair proposed to his bride to
visit gorge in the neighboring mountains,
from which the rising frequently presents
the singular spectacle of the looming of the
mountain-the same phenomenon which is
witnessed in the Straits of Messina and
known by the more poetic name OF Fata
n Vl,n "a N,,t To-
gana. Ellen was delighted with the pro-
posed excursion, and searched every book
in the house which afforded any Information
on the subject. ,.t
This excursion, which promised so much
pleasure, ended in despair and death. They
reached the desired spot in safety, the
morning was favorable to their wishes the
ascending vapors caught the rays of the
rising sun, and formed themselves into the
most gorgeous and fantastic scenes. Ellen
was so much absorbed in this wonderful
and magnificent spectacle, that she forgot
the caution Sinclair had given her at the
moment of mounting her spirited steed. lie
turned from her side an instant to speak to
the servant who followed them; the move
ment startled the horse; the rein was lay
ing loose on his neck, and feeling himself
free from guiding hand, dashed off at full
speed. Sinclair and the servant both fol-
lowed, but were unable to overtake her.
Fortunately she met a gentleman who sue
ceeded in stopping her perilous career
Sinclair checked his horse too suddenly,
that he might express his thanks to her
preserver. The animal reared and threw
him with great violence. He was convey
e home in senseless state, and surgical
assistance hastily summoned, but the force
of the fall had inflicted some internal in
Jury which bafiled the skill of the physi-
clan.
1t was beside his bed in that calm twilight,
that the young wife knelt with scarce hue
of life upon her features.
''Oh, Ellen, my beloved, calm yourself
this sorrow unmans me-" murmured the
dying man, passing his hands caressingly
over the head which was bowed upon his
pillow.
A deep suffocated sob was the only reply
to his words.
"It is hard to die" he continued, "when I
was looking forward to years of such tran
quill happiness with you, my sweet Ellen
but tits the will of heaven, my best beloved,
and we must submit" .. .....
'0h, Henry, my own Henry, you must 60
down to the cold, cold grave, where can
see you no mOre--never more hear the
tones of your dear voice. Oh, it will break
my heart!" was the almost inarticulate re-
ply.
my poor Ellen, this is hard trial for
you, but you are too young to grieve al
ways. The thought is torture to me, but
even you may love again-may wed anoth-
er !" and his voice was nearly stifled with
painful emotions.
''Never, never! Oh, Henry, how can
you harrow my soul at this awful moment
with such a suppOsition? Wed another
Give the wreck of my buried affections to
another! Oh no, no! the thought would
kill me-"
II doubt not you think so now, love but
time works strange changes in this world
of ours. We know not what we may do.
| wish to exact no promise from you. The
thought is bitterly painful to me, but should
your present views change, do not wish
that the reproach of broken promise
should mar your peace of mind"
"Henry, hear me-" said Ellen, in SOL
emn tone "Should | ever so far forget my
faith to your ashes as to lend my ear to the
language of love, my heart to the voice of
affection for another, may your form on
my bridal eveningcome to me and reproach
me for my faithlessness." u. .-.-.y
A bright smile passed over the face of the
dying man. He murmured:
"Repeat those words again, my Ellen;-
they take from death its sting-in Heaven
you will be all my own. Forgive my sell
fishness, dearest, but have so loved you,
cannot think that another shall win"-
His voice ceased to articulate, and again
the deep tones of the young mcurner thrill
ed the air with the repetition of those awful
words. AS they passed her lips, she felt
the hand that clasped hers relax its grasp
"a faint tluttering consciousness seemed to
hover a moment on his features, and in
another instant they wore the calm and
.passionless repose of death.
Ellen Sinclair buried herself in the Sc
clusiOn of her own abode. A calm and
gentle melancholy succeeded the first vio-
lence of her grief, but she betrayed no de-
sire to mingle with the world. Clad in the
deepest mourning, she was seen no where
but at church; and those. who looked on
her felt deep sympathy for one so young
and so bitterly bereaved. Vainly had her
own parents sought to draw her from her
solitude. Two years passed, and alter
many fruitless efforts they at length sue
ceeded in obtaining q promise of visit
from her at the annual reunion of their
family at Christmas, for that season is still
held as a festival In many parts Of Vir-
ginia. .t..r... ,.l..,g.... sal, b,
Ellen was once more beneath the roof of
her father, and many and painful were the
emotions which struggled in her bosom
when she looked around and remembered
that the last time she, stood beside her ma
tive hearth, she was a gay and happy
Those who looked on her could not avoid
remarking the change which two years had