The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1866-03-15


strength to do some good, to nnpart som
comfort. | wished to ease my own heart
ache a little by easing another's.
found Mrs Scofield in the outer room
and | told her had come TO see If coul
say anything to rouse and comfort ne
daughter. She read, know, the genuin
sympathy in my face, for she searched it
moment, and then she said, pointing to tn
bedroom beyond
She's in there Oh, if you could com
fort her. But I-think if ever folks heart
90 break her's has. She loved that crea
ture as you can't guess. ''
| went in. Oh what white stricken
lily my blushiOg rose had turned All tn'
pink pr.ttiness was gone; all the life ant
brightness dashed out of the young face -
Some instinct warned her of my approach
and she turned her head little and made {
motion as if to get up. Then she sant
back on the pillow again and said feebly:
Excuse me, won't you | am not wei
this morning
Then, knowing scarcely how to approach
her, | went up TO her and kissed her.
i know all about it., said and should
not have ventured to come to you II hac
not myself known sorrow. | think, DEFY
that have felt just as you feel now. only
it was so much the worse for me that hac
no mother to live for Yet, through Gods
help, triumphed over my pain, and founc
something still left in life.
She looked at me, reused to a sort O
dreary curiosity.
You Did you ever know sorrow anC
heart-break But it could not have beer
such as mine, You don't know how lovec
him There was not moment In the day
that did not think of him; aud when lay
down to sleep said his name in my last
prayer, and dreamed of him all night. AnC
now he's just dropped out of my life, anc
don't you see how empty it is ?
d There was an utterly indescribable pa
thos in her voice and manner. 1t was moi
a complaint to which she had given utter.
ance-the assertion rather of fixed fact
which she wished me to understand.
= | lay down beside her on the bed. | drew
her poor, pretty head to my bosom, and
then praying silently for help to tender
Father who knows the weakness of His
creatures, | strove to comfort her-to per-
suade her to remember her mother, and to re-
member the long hereafter, " hich will be the
recompense for all sorrows molly
borne, and all tasks bravely done At length
| prevailed SO far that she suffered me TO un
dress her, and then drank few swallows OF
tea, ate fragment of toast. When went
away she said, with a Inundated submis-
sion which touched me to the heart
/ e You have done me good, but doubt if
am worth it. | am such poor, weak
girl. Iii try to do right LII live for
mothers sake. if | can, bnt I'm afraid
1ant.
|, Too, was afraid she could not as | walk
ed sorrowfuly back t. Mrs Payne,S Sse
was not strong enough to live, and s1iier
Strong natures bear suah burdens rs weak
1nes break under. 1t seemed to- l1e that
ler wound would prove mortal.
After that | went to see, her evefy day. =
She dressed herself. she tried ITO SaS,,e she
wen went for a while about some of her
iaily tasks in a helpless, feeble sort of way,
which it was pitiful to see. She had no
bride, not the least. If she had had any we
night have saved her through that But
The cared nothing if all the world knew that
he loss of Philip Gleason had broken her
ieart. She did not feel strong enough to
20 to church, so careless of comments, she
taid away. 1t was the saddest thing to
zee how she would watch for the sight of
Ter old lover. He drove by there, some
lines with his new fame, as Indeed, he
;ould not well help, for Mrs. Scofields little
cottage was on the road between Farmer
Days and the village. On such occasions
Ter eyes would brighten with almost their
I'D light, until he had passed quite beyond
Ter vision, and then the blank dreary look
would come back to her face.
is Philie happy Do you think he is
Happy !? she would ask, sometimes. He
lsed 10 love me so | don't see how it could
nave gone all out OF his heart
Philip was happy, or his exultant face and
satisfied bearing beled him strangely. Het-
~ Day seemed to fill his eyes and heart full.
If he had thought that DEFY would die for
MS sake, perhaps he would have relepted-
for the honor Of human nature | hope So
but he had no comprehension of such love
as hers. He fancied, perhaps, that she was
herself and putting on melancholy
airs to bring him back, and that she would
be all right when once she found that he
was married, and it was done with Al
any rate he hurried on the preparations fol
his wedding; aud though we would have
kept it from DEFY if we could somehow she
heard of everything, and every day it seemed
harder for her to live.
With the midsummer heats, she dropped
perceptibly, and even /, who had still KEEP
some faint hope alive that she would ii
time conquer her heart-break, gave it up al
together then, and watched her during tn,
summer days going down into the vale,
and the shadow, at the other end of which
shines light not of this world. h
The first day of September Philip Gleason
was married. DEFY had not set up mucI
for some time, but that day she insisted O.
being placed in an easy-chair at the ope
window. Her mother and l both kne,
why, and obeyed her silently.
About IL O'Clock the wedding was over
A smart carriage dashed down the hill frol
Mr.. Days containing the newly marie
pair, for Mistress Hetty had expanded nc
tions. and they were going away on fort
nights bridal tour. The bride bad an ovel
dressed air of course, but she looked undo
niably handsome in a buxom, rustic styl
of handsoineness. Phil was, as usual, brigl
of eye, rosy of cheek, glossy of hair, an
most thoroughly self-colnpIacent. But
think he must have seen the little whit,
sad face cleaning like snow-drop again'
the window pane-the face of the innc
cent little girl who had loved him as n,
body would love him again. When he ha
gone by she sighed long gasping sigl
and she put out her hands. ~
Il want to go to bed now, please. 81
said; and we laid her gently back upon ii
pillows, She never sat up again.
She had no disease. If it were not dyin
of broken heart l know not what it wa
Every day she grew weaker, and at la
three days before it was time for the brid
pair to return, there came night in whi(
| watched her life go out Just at the la
she turned to me- and, with look th
made me see again the bright young face
had seen in the gallery on my first Sunda
in Greendale she said
1 tried to live, but couldn't !; and no
l am going to live forever
Then, after little while, she whispers