The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1873-06-05

thelT LUMINOUS WINGS away from PAIN aOd
care forever.
Alice
The young girl bows her head still low.
cr, to catch the low whisper; the eyes of
the dying man uucose, aud he gaacs upon
her who is dcarer than all besides he
murmers:
My own. a, last! at IasG"
Yes, Edward | am here, ncvermore,
to leave you, and the young wife koolt
aud cIaspad his slender form close to her
heart,
"Aljcc, am almost gone, darling; |
feel that my poor, sorrowiOg soul will soon
be at rest, But before | die | must tell
you all My own darling, we have both
been wrouged, crncIly wrongcd; but at last
God has given you to me, Listen Alice,
hold me close while tell you of the great
heartstrugglc; of the wrong done me.
at seems useless to 60 over the first
part of our acquaintance love and betbro.
thai, yet must tell you now, darling, that
never ia those old, golden days, did | feel
| loved you so well You were then the
bright sunshine Of my life; every thought
was of you felt that you loved me,
Alice, and not until wasso wickedly de.
cejvcd by another did doubt you She
told me, darling, that you laughed at my
devotion, aud called m: a mere paything;"
that you we're only waiting fora fair op.
portuoj,y to cast me off
Emma RusseI-io not shuiler, darling
she caunot come between US now knew
how dcacIy | loved YOU, and iva, she who
told me you we're triang wirIrmy .ave aud
when | stood firm, and told her Of ny con
ficncein you she multCrcd:
Edward Weston, mark me you will
some day repent this "
al had never seen her look so wild, and
for long while her words haunted me
You remember. darling, the great amount
Of money that was stolen from the Grm Of
Rossel 4 Beck; how that great theft was
laid on myself and how was thrown into
prison all those long weary years Alice,
II, ,believed'you true through ALL bnt darl-
ing one dag as Twas sitting inmy lonely
ell, thinking of The past the jalor told
heart touulea with the hope that itmight
he my Alice hut no Twas Emma Russo.
She merely called she remarked, to "do
liver a oote, from my Old friend, Alice
Moore" and with naughty bow she left
me Oh, darling none but God will ever
know how | suffered, after reading that
letter, My last hopes were crushed; my
measure Of bitterness full. | did not care
FIR my release. and yet, when | once again
frIr the cold breeze Of heaven fan my cheek
and saw the bright blue, sky above me !
loogel for my Alice For three years |
wandered, hoping to some day fud you.
and not until yesterday did | know of your
whereabouts, and it is n sweet consolation
to me darling, to know that my life was
sacrificed for you
"Sbc came to me last night, Alice, and
told me that through her love for me she
had done all the wrong; that she had taken
the money from her fathers safe, and
through revenge had 6Tibed the clerks TO
accuse me; that she had closely initiated
your handwriting, and written mo the let
ter which she came to deliver She had
loved me from the first; had tried to wean
my love from you, and when | would mol
listen to her, jealous vengeance pushed
her on to ruin me. On her knees darliug
she asked forgiveness, May God have
mercy on her
lie paused for breath. and lay with his
eyes closed, while heavenly smile spread
itself over his wan face, on which the death
dews we're gathering fast
"AIico, darling are you there? Come
closer, am almost gone y"
81 am here Edward at your side,
Do you not see mc?"
Yes, good and true even to the last
Sing, Alice, sing "Ilome Of the SoaI!'
he whispered
Raising her eyes toward heaven, aod
caspiug tightly the haai of her dying haS'
band, Alice Weston rssyod to ,jog but
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