The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1867-07-31

This was enough, and all I could do
then was to weep with my friend: her
Bible was by her side. In all her
trou bles her heart had seemed to turn
where alone true consolation could De
found. @ I-
After this saw her every day. She
never again left her room during her
stay. One day she Informed me that a
note from Mr.. Butler had expressed
et91s stability of the writer 10 maintain
longer herself and her children. I'VE
require but little in addition to their
own family, said she.
1 proposed to her, with the consent OF
my father, that she should come to us,
and let me do with her silver, ETC., for
her support, as was doing with ours
for our own.
But she replied to me with tears, 'our
only hope. dear Violet, is that Mr.
(naming relative of the family twill
owed my husbands; L could then get to
my father, and we could live together
again. am going to his house. will
try" She had given up her first inten-
ton of going to Baltimore.
oh how sad were her lonely meals.
Some small portion OF those OF the lam.
lily was brought to her room for hersel
and children, They used to send and
invite me to the table.
1 knew that 1 had forfeited favor
with the Butler family by making my
daily visits exclusively to her. They
still had ready money, and even the
$40, 600 which remained TO them were
riches compared TO the position of
others. But though sometimes in want
of a meal myself, 1 did not feel as
Though 1 could eat at their table.
The last night that I ever saw Caro-
line she said TO me, "Sister has given
me seven dollars, and has prepared
some food for me to take with me. l
do not think that she could help 1t. But,
oh, Violet! I am turned out upon the
world with seven dollars. Is there q
Providence who allows me to come to
this? Oh, Violet! what have done to
bring this upon me?
could not help It. remembered at
the moment the faith and promises,
which were broken, that she might
marry into the fanlily-and from them
her death-b blow was TO come.
"Caroline," said, remember that
"'Not an uncommIsSioned stone
Our guarded feet shall wound.'"
"Repeat that again, dear friend, ;" she
said. ~. ... >.
seemed to calm and comfort her.
At length we parted. The next
morning I saw Mr.. Butler set of with
her in carriage, to escort her to the
nearest railroad station. am told that
he parted with her there with every
outward expression of affection and
I received one letter from her after
her arrival in Savannah. The friends
who owed her husband had paid her
something, and forwarded her on her
Journey, part of the way, in an open
wagon. The joy of meeting her pa:
rents had revived her little. She and
they had been received, TO the best OF
their powers, by friends in Savannah.
But she had never left her bed again
after her arrival.
"Oh! that journey I-that journey
dear Violet; 1 feel as though should
never recover from II, !" was an express
sion used in her last letter.
And in one month more 1 was In
formed OF her death. ~
Inthe following spring General Vesey
was restored the honorable office which
he had formerly held. And thus her
little bark went down in sight of land.
She died when hope and help had al
most come.-N. Y. EucniHg Post.