The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, 1872-02-27
for the last time--to-morrow the husband
and for tho first time in her life she left him

and for the first time in her life she lett him
sobbing.
All, that was alovely picture-the bridal
toilet was faultless, but Constance's roses
had all paled. The last exquisite touch
had been given to the orange-blossoms and
veil, and Adam was called to salute Miss
Constance for the last time. He, too, was
pale as death, and walked forward very
slowly and with apparent difficulty. Con-
stance, with her head bowed, gave him
both of her little whitc-kidded hands to
press.
For a moment they stood quietly, then,
in tone so strange, so deep, so uneartly
as to cause all present to gaze at him with
astonshmont, as he caught her in his arms,
pressing her tightly to his heart Adam
said
kiss me, darling quickly; am dying"
and sank into chair
A moment more and the loving heart
ceased to palpitate, and the dreadful truth
overwhelmed the anxious friends-Adam
Gray was dead ..r.f ...
There he lay with smile on his beauti-
full features, dressed in his bridal clothes
awaiting now only the last sad funeral rites.
What n change Nothing could induce
Constance to leave the room. She would
not listen to entreaty or command. .
The shades of night came on again; still
! Constance kept her watch. Aunt Betsy
was sent to reason with her. Constance
always liked her aunt. H
"Come away, Constance, darling, and
/ go to bed, she exclaimed, tearfully. at
will remain here all night, if you wish me-
You are making yourself very ill.,"
I" shall remain y
That was all.
90 Well so shall l." said poor Aunty,
alarmed lest the intellect of Constance was
permanently injured.
"Aunty," suddenly cried Constance,
with strange excitement, ago down stairs
into the store closet and bring me bottle
of brandy"
" Shall give you some, Constance q''
she said, on returning.
eyes, make it part water. Quick, quick,
Aunty. Now give me napkin.
Aunty, Mortified, watched her making
preparations to feed poor lifeless Adam.
"Good Heavens Constance DEAR" she
cried, in tone of amazement and fright.
81 can stand almost anything, but pouring
brandy into corpse is going little toe
far, and / shall call your father"
"Aunty, Aunty," shrieked Constance,
wildly Grub his hands and feet with some.
thing hot, instantly Don't you see how
his countenance has changed? ?"
"Heaven preserve us, yes ~ replied
Aunty, trembling with terror. "Don't
you know that your acting very wicked
part? But what do you think the under
taker will say to such behavior? The CIR
is raving distractedP'
And Auuty ran to call some one, as she
saw Constance attempt to change his posi-
ton.
Constance for, Heavens sake, what il
this Aunty is telling me? You must have
gone start mad Poor child p cried Mr.
Pieuepont, bursting into the room, will
tears streaming down his face.
"Will you come here, father, and see fo
yourself? There is a cold perspiration OF
my darling's face. Give me the brandy
quick, Aunty !"
Aunty passed it mechanically.
1
ly ! / tell you he is alive ! Adam, Adam
Adam Open your eyes, darling!'
To tho utter astonishment of her father
and the CONSERVATION of poor Aunty
and to that of Mrs. Picrrepont, who haC
now appeared on the scene, Adam slowl,
lifted up his eyelids, smiled family, and b,
the time the doctor arrived, the pulse al
, though feeble, was quite regular and con
{ seriousness had entirely returned.
The next day the wedding came off, bu
: in an entirely unexpected manner. Con
stance, radiant with sweet content, and thi
: time with healthy color on cheek and lip
stood by the side of the couch, and in tn
presence of few friends, vowed to love
honor an cherish him in sickness an,
health, until death did them part.
There was not dry eye in the room
Even the minister faltered. ..a
> Adam recovered rapidly, and there is n
Q happier couple to-day in Exeter city thai
+ Mr.. and Mrs. Adam Gray.
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