The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1867-10-31
A Dyinc Wife to her Husband.

The following most touching extract is from
a letter written BY dying wife to her husband,
which was found by him some months after her
death, between the leaves of a religious volume
which she was very fond of perusing. The let
ter, which was literally dim with tear marks.
was written leng before the husband was aware
that the grasp ola fatal disease had fastened up
on the lovely form Of his devoted wife, who
died. it is stated, at the early age of 10. 1t
shows how fa homless is the depth of true
woman's affections:
"When this shall have reached your eye, dear
G., some day when you are turning over the
relics of the past / shall have passed away for
ever, and the cold white stone be keeping watch
over the lips you have SO often pressed, and the
sod will be growing that shall hide forever from
your sight the dust Of one who has SO often
nestled close to your warm heart. For many
long and sleepless nights, when all my thoughts
were at rest. | have wrestled with the con-
seriousness of approaching death, until at last it
has forced itself upon my mind. And although
10 you and others it might seem but the ner-
vous imagination of girl, yet dear = it is not
SC? Many weary, weary hours have l passed
in the endeavor to reconcile myself to leave you,
whom love SO .wells and this bright world of
sunshine and beauty; and hard it is To struggle
on silently alone, with the sure conviction that
am about to leave all forever, and 60 down
alone into the dark valley. But l know in
whom have trusted; and, leaning on His
arm, Itfear no evil. Don't blame me for keep
ing this from you; how could subject you, of
all others, to such sorrow as 1 feel at parting,
when time will soon make it apparent to yon?
could have wished to live, if only to be It
your side when your tims'shall come, aud pill
lowing your head upon my breast, wipe the
death-damps from your brow and usher your
departing spirit into the Makers presence, en-
balmed in womans hottest prayer. But it is
not to be.so, and submit. Yours is the priv
legs of watching through long and dreary nights
for the spirits final flight, and administering
my sinking head to the Saviors bosom. and you
shall share my last thought. 1.-The last faint pres
sure OF the hand, and the last feeble kiss shall
be yours; and even vi hen flesh shall have failed
me, my eye shall rest on yours until glazed by
death, and our spirits shall hold one last, fond
Communion. anti gently fading from my view
1.-The last Of earth-you shall smingc with. the
first bright 9 hnses efsthes unfading glories of
that better world, where paintings are unknown
Well do know the spot, dear O.. where
you will lay me; often have we stood by the
place, and as we watched the mellow sunset as
itglanced in quivering flashes through the leaves
and frightened the grassy mounds around US,
with strips of FURNISHED gold. each has thought
that one of Us would come alone, and whichever
it might be your name would be on the stone.
But yon loved the spot and I know you will
loveim none the less when you see the same
quiet sunlight linger and play among the grass
that covers your Mary's grave. i know you
will often go alone when / am laid there, and
my spirit will be with you then and whisper
among the waving branches, L am not lost but
gone before 2 seaa- s'aal
aauDF -------~~~-- &c Oh -