Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1873-06-14

Why not, mother 2 was answered.
L promised George that I would ac-
company him, and he has called for me.
81 know. But storm threatens. 1
am fearful that you may take cold.
"'Don't give yourself shadow of
trouble, dear mother replied Adele.
You are always over-anxious about
me-.
"'The scarf is too thin, daughter.
Go back and get your light cashmere
shawl and be sure to wrap yourself up
well before leaving the warm ballroom
to return home.
"Oh dear, mother! why win you be
so foolish about me? No fear of my
taking cold
You cannot go, Adele, unless with
some better protection than this cobweb
scarf, said the mother, firmly.
"The young girl, with a slight ex
preston of impatience, tripped back to
her chamber, and in few moments re-
turned with the shawl, which her mother
drew carefully about her. Yet, scarcely
was the thoughtless young creature in
the carriage that awaited her, ere the
shawl was pushed back from her shoul
ders, and the fresh, humid night air
suffered to bathe her neck. When she
entered the ballroom there wasa brighter
flush on her cheeks than usual. and she
was conscious of an unpleasant sensa-
ton below the throat pit. This was but
slight, however.
1" 1t was three o'clock when Adele left
the gay ballroom to return home. For
at least four hours of the time since her
entrance she had danced in the hot and
crowded apartment.
Draw your shawl closer around
you, said her lover, as he assisted her
into the carriage. A slight rain was
falling and the air was coming from the
east.
"'Oh, how cool and pleasant, muir
INJURED the fair creature, as she leaned
her head from the carriage window, and
let the moist atmosphere strike upon
her neck. How refreshing / thought
several times that 1 should faint in that
sutfocating, crowded room.'
"The shawl was thrown from her
neck and shoulders, and for quarter of
an hour she rode, thus unprotected,
until a slight shudder creeping through
her frame warned her to replace the
shawl, and even to draw it tightly
around her; but it did not, now, impart
the warmth she sought.
Do you wonder that, on the next
morning, Adele had fever, and pains in
the side and breast, or, that when the
doctor came, he discovered the existence
of considerable inflammation of the
lungs?
GA week of serious illness, and two
weeks of convalescence. Then, setting
at naught all the gentle remonstrances
of her mother, Adele went out for
promenade with some young compan-
ions, wearing very thin shoes, although,
from recent rains, the payements We're
damp. 1t was over three months ere
she was able to appear abroad again;
and months longer before the roses
bloomed on her cheeks as of old.
cat seventeen Adele became a wife;
and before her eighteenth summer
babe was laid on her bosom.
"'She is too young to marry urged
the pale, anxious mother of this fragile
girl. wait year or two, until both
mind and body have gained full ma
turity.'
"But the ardent young lover could
not wait; and Adele was quite as impa-
tient for the wedding-day. To the
voices of reason and prudence they were
alike deaf.
GA gay round of parties followed the
marriage. Night after night the fair
young bride, too thinly clad for expo
sure to the sharp air of severe winter,
went forth to meet her friends. Late
hours, stimulating food and drink, ex-
cessive fatigue, and colds, wrought
upon her their sad effects and ere the
honeymoon was fairly over, she was in
the hands of the physician.
"When Adele appeared abroad, after
the birth of her first child, some of her
friends hardly knew her, so sadly was
she changed. Never again did the roses
of health come back to her cheeks, now
pale as lilies, except when flushed by
the fatal hectic. Never again did she
enjoy an hours freedom from lassitude
and pain. Yet, strange to tell, she took
scarcely any better care of her health
than before her marriage. You saw her
at balls, at concerts, at the opera, and
all fashionable assemblies, exposing her
self to colds, and encountering fatigue
that invariably brought on pains or
prostration of strength.
GA few years more, and the curtain
falls ON this drama of life That the
acts and scenes were so many, was the
greatest cause of wonder; not that the
curtain falls so soon. Adele Melbourne
cut the thread of her own existence"
Mrs. Melbourne - exclaimed our
attentive listener; "surely it is not of
her that you have been speaking ?"
Yes, of Mrs. Melbourne, whose
wasted form has just been carried forth.