Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1875-12-12
A BROKEN HEART.

The funeral ceremonies Of the late
James Atkins, which were to have
taken place in his residence in Bran
hall avenue, Bergen Heights, were
postponed by the tragic death Of his
wife, who, while preparing herself il
her bedroom for the ceremonies in
the parlor, fell dead on the floor.
The medical investigation which fol-
lowed resulted in tie discovery that
she died of ruptured blood vessel
near the heart. and had literally died
of broken heart from excessive
grief.
The skepte who reads this viii
probably, with peculiar saeer, only
acquired by study and prompted by
lack of any Of the ten Ter emotions ef
the heart, pass il from his mind.
without enc sigh. Of regret; or IT he
speaks, it viii be to scott at the idea
of any such sentiment as true alice
tson. We pity such men; we are
sorry for the mothers that bore them,
and may God help the unfortunate
women whom they may ever call
wife. la our opinion. there is moth
ing SO truly, So thoroughly lovely in
the humsn heart as affection. All
that makes hope the guiding star Of
life, or the timid brave, CT the brave
generous, owes It's elevation 70 love,
The grandcst lesson taught in the
elogy is love, and the holies; page 10
Its chapters is the sad story Of Mary's
tender love fer its founder. Ii i; be
true that tins passion assumes its most
touching and earnest semblance in
retired and sequeStered spots, where
the dewy, fragrant flowers and blush
ing fruit miagles with the climbing
vine, and the ripple Of the brook is
lost in the music Of feathcred song
sters, away from the frivolties and
petty emotions of metropo itaa ex.
lssenee, if this be true, then how
much nobler, how much grander. and
how much more of divinity must this
true womans love have been when
surrounded by the sickeniag atmos-
phere Of fashionable life. Their
natures must have been peculiarly
suited to each other; the grave minds
of one rejected back in soft and ten
der hues from the other the rsshaess
of one tempered by the soltaess Of
the other,
Who woala weep when he bland,
And blush when hs praised
Their sympathies flowing through
the same course, and mingling to-
gether in the fount of their great love.
Such love could never have had its
birth in hearts moulded in the cold
and sordid feelings which fiji the or
binary avenues of life, but rather
have nestled in hearts which mingled
not in the petty selfishness Of jealous
broils, which fill So many households
with the atmosphere of dissension.
She might well, in her agony. CRY
out:
I" Ours was net like earthly love
Aud must inr~ parting be cur last
Ne shall love thee stall. when death itself
is past
Lose not
With him what fortune eoaid In life alis;
Lose not hops, liss's cordial
These are the hearts and natures
which make life beautiful; these ar,
the shrines which sanetify love; thest
are the divine spirits for whom there
is kindred and commune with every,
thing exalted and holy in hesyer
and earth. For them nature unfold:
her boarded poetry and her bidder
spells. Their souls drink. and are
permeated with the mysteries Of the
Universal Spirit. which the philoso-
pher of olden times believed 10 be God
himself. They looked upon the sky
and its dove-llke quiet descended and
overshadowed their hearts; there WA
not on earth that which the ono would
not have forfeited at the slightes'
desire Of the other; and when death
unfurled his sable wings and waited
away the spirit Of one, his shadow
fingered and left the other in hittei
darkness--stele away the light thai
made life bright. and with one greai
throb il broke the barriers that bound
il here. and sought its mate on ths
cher shore.