Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1867-06-20

her sweet and still familiar voice re-
called his consciousness and rising part
ly In the bed he exclaimed
"My God is this my Kathleen 7
"The effort was too much for his
strength, and he sank exhausted upon
the pillow, and seemed for time in
sensible TO everything around him. In
this state he frequently repeated, in a
whispering tone, the name Of Kathleen,
mingled with expressions OF hope, of
pardon and confidence in the mercy OF
God. After some moments, the old man
said
"'My angel, my daughter, Kathleen
Oh, forgive me for all the wrong have
caused you God has been merciful.
Where is the clergyman
1.-THE clergyman said the prayers for
the dying, and prepared the soul for
heaven latter which the old man said
"'My child whom | have wronged,
before God and his saints | entreat your
pardon
kathleen sighed, and said
GOOD bless you, father"
"'Thank you my child. l die con-
tent
"a smile was upon his lips as he sank
back upon his pillow. Then turning
towards Kathleen he said, laintly,-
Remember my poor grand-child;
meet me in heaven
"He closed his eyes, and his spirit took
its flight to the world above.
poor unhappy Kathleen related to the
clergyman the tale of her sad life.
"And, cried she, If | could only find
my dear husband Oh, loved him so =
THE good man bade her not to des-
pair, as she might one day find her lost
one. Kathleen shook her head sadly,
and taking along her little niece she was
again a wanderer on the face of the
earth.
Give years have flown Size the old
man breathed his last-fve years of
trials and suffering for Kathleen. Dur
ing the interval, Carrie, the little grand
child, was laid to rest beside her grand
father, leaving poor Kathleen alone.
Silver threads are peeping through her
black tresses wrinkles are covering her
once smooth face, and in her eye may be
seen a vacant stare, which gave signs of
lunacy.
"She wandered from town to town
like maniac, searching for something
she knew not what-she could not
tell. At last, finding no clue to her lost
one, she was cast on the dark rock of
despair. She sat gazing on the dark
blue waves and desolately murmured,-
40 death, thou art my only consola-
ton Great Heavens | despair
ayes, too true She was about to COM
nit the dreadful deed-suicide.
Giving vent to one hysterical laugh
she was about to give the awful plunge,
when, for the first time, she noticed,
about ten yards from her, burning
ship Despairing cries rent the air. Some
were swimming to-and-fro to save dear
life ) but, alas overcome with exhaus-
ton, they would sink never more to
rise.
kathleen stood stupeied as If in
dream, from which she was awakened
by a faint voice calling
"'Kathleen Kathleen e
"She turned to see from whence it
came. Suddenly she seemed like one
paralyzed, for, glancing downward, she
| beheld her yOnng Edward he was
swimming with all his energetic strength
to keep from under water. Kathleen
ran to his assistance, but in vain, as the
banks were so steep she could not rem
der any help. G.anciDg wildly about
her she leaped into the water, and was
caught in the arms of her long lost hus-
band.
"'My precious wife cried he, Il thank
God that may again press you to my
| bosom
$50 deAr Edward cried the excited
woman thou art restored to me, only
again To ne parted.
"'Trnst in God murmured Edward,
who was every moment growing weaker.
"They soon reached plank, where he
laid the frightened Kathleen. But alas,
the plank which was over crowded,
gave way, and many were for second
time hurled into the water. Among the
many were Edward and Kathleen; once
they sunk, twice, thrice, and forever
more they were buried in the bosom OF
the deep.
Thus ends the stOrp of Edward and
Kathleen; companions in youth, life,
misfortune, death, and now companions
in watery grave"
The storm ceased, the clouds scattered
and the sun shone forth in all its bril-
liancy when Samuel had finished his
story. They were surprised to see the
storm had passed. Tears were il the
eyes of all assembled.
"Cheer up" said Samuel, trying to
console them but as he did so tears ran
like rain from his face. He tried to check
them, but in vain. 1t was too much for
them-the affecting story of kathleen
or the Lost Found"