Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1868-10-31

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| World made grand by the work Of art, and
rainbow painted windows, whose artists
dying left immortal names behind them,
way marks for other gifted spirits, who are
destined to follow item doSn the broad
aisle of coming ages.
She drank in the tones of his softly modu.
lated voice. taking no note of time. When
supper was announced he led her to the
table. During the rrpast she watched him
narrowly, and when wine Was served her face
became pale with excitement. She offered
him glass with smile he gave her a
searching look and refused it. calling for
water in its stead. Turning to her he said
Il cannot pledge you in wine for do not
drink it; but with this glass of water, Ma
lures purest beverage, drink to YOU MAY
| love and happiness &c YOUR portion in life"
THANK YOU" 1t was all she said but n
bright smile rewarded him better than words.
{ Mira had indeed met her affinity. Love
Iudded in their hearts that night, and ere
the year had passed it blossoned into n
| hymenial wreath.
! 1t was moonlight upon the uuds on. The
home to which Warren Dagon took hlsyoung
bride was beautiful with vines and summer
| blossoms. He and Mira were walking arm
III arm on the cool pazza, conversing of the
| past and dreaming bright dreams of the iu
ture-ionE !euIS 10 come, crowned with
eaIthly happiness.
Il never could comprehend: the reason that
! your friends called you marble hearted. You
were never cold to me, darling" said he,
drawing her down to "A seat hy his side.
1T is Il sad story dear husband let US sit
here in the moonlight and will tell you of
my far young sister who died three years
tgo. shall never again meet spirit like
hers, SO proud, SO pure aud free. Elsie was
hut seventeen when she gave her heart to
Atwel Chandler. He loved the wine cup
better. lie was no ordinary man; many
and rich were the gifts bestowed upon him
! oy nature. He was II dark haired man, With
eyes OF rare depth and feeling. lie was very
handsome; in manner he was gtntiumanly
! and pleasing. We al loved him father
loved him like a son. aud So gave him Elsie.
They were married and went to dwell in his
beautiful home in thc South, and for few
years they were very happy.
Then Atweil began tO neglect his husi.
ness Tor downward pa:h which ended in
drunkards grave. Five years from her
bridal DAY Elsie Came home II heart broken
widow still young, bat broken hearted.
Atwell died by bis own hand, for they found
him i'll the summer house with his brains
blown out by pistol shot; ard my dear
beautiful sister Game to her girlhnods home
broken hearted d-- came hunc t" die.
1t was jas; such night Ms this, beau
ti!uI night in uiIsummtr when Elsie died
She lay upon Ter pillow looking so white
and tar. she was 50 perfectly calm no fear
"t death thrilled her pure spirit; her face
would have charmed Il ltlphnci, 1t vas 50
spiritual III It's chl!dike heduty. Ii the
ihGc's ON Ihe other shore are iIireT than was
L''ie III her dying hour. tHcn indeed VIII
heaven he glorious IN us nilghtncss.
hhe" that sue WAS dying, lnr saw IN"
nue. nl "cI'h steal over lie ie"tulcs. Her
uI'2hl eyes were growing uim To ehI'hIy
slShi, YET they had strange inward hight,
rs thnuEh her sptnt had penetrated the
Ei""m O! the lmm"rihi oay which shines
! WIN eternal summers IA the city OF our God.
" stood ty her bedside m"istenlng her
Ups M',' M"'I' "Lt "'P'"H tne G''l'1 ''tM "'
( "'"I" nun Hoi 4"' onea"' "c' '"uS Si'Nen
:: ,'''"Io "e'o ''''t'' '"' "'"'"c"'' "'.'' "Ni
, '"e "'' o9es "P"n "'o VIZ" al ca preston u
( e"'nts 'n' IS anu 'cnleLneSs' sue sa'u.'
MIRA, sister, TINS Is Geath. My weary
/ Ieet are even no" tIcauIhS the bring oi the
river th"t rolls between the other world and
/ thiS. "o not tear To alc, us JOY unuttera'
/ nIe 10 hao" lhat am Almost home Inor
At"el. shali soon III ct MN again. lhe
morning Oi ms He was very lar, giving
promise oi l"::S ana nstiuI day hut Ills
san went uo"h III Tue darkness ".i"re IL han
ie"che" the mtii"ihh' an" MS own ha.d
hastehed rs uhtliheiy setting. trust may
hhu MN III INC ihhu 10 "hlch AN gong.
Mira, promise me that you VIII never marry
maA VA" Is not strictly temperate, inr IN
temperance Is the foundation ot misery
| Think bow many bright homes are made
dcsolate by II. Fathers and mothers go
down in sorrow to the grave, and wives and
little children are made to suffer more than
death 10y Intemperance. ., Mira, would
Tar rather have you die now while your heart
is pure and Tree from sorrow, than have you
live and in the long years to come tind mis-
cry and woe in drunkard's home. Re
mem5er pOul Atwcll, and promise what
wish.
81 promise and NAV heaven helm me IN
keen NV secret. rrpIieJ Sh, smiled and
wbispeIrd. 81 am Going TO seen. onod.
night I" me, Tor ere the rising OF the morn
ihg Star, Elsie, my beautiful sister, had gone
to meet her God"
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