New Orleans Republican. [volume] (New Orleans, La) 1867-1878, 1876-03-19

figure, which instantly wrong my heart
placed in an easy chair, and then opened
the closely folded sheets, and read them
aloud.
II have but little time in which to act
with reason; let me take advantage OF It
First, Emma, forgive me for the pain
which have repeatedly put to you. NV
dear and only sister. you know the curse
is upon me, but you do not know how
long it has worked within me. I have
struggled against fiendish thoughts for
months, returning again to reason and
remorse, and with terror at what I have
escaped. Sometimes think have be-
trayed myself to you and others, and you
only allow me liberty on su1fsrance. You
can not do that long; yesterday the third
spasm overlook nae; Emma, you witnessed
the symptom and know its meaning. I
know that any hour, now, may 60 mad.
Oh, God SO young. so hopeful have
been, too. But there is no hope for q
Pomfret Thank heaven, have no son
to inherit the horror of my blood
my precious sister, the time is draw
| ing nigh when we must part. The gen.
tleman whom you know as Mr.. Richmond
ia q skillful physician named Leroy.
While under the influence of my malady
l brought him here to detect in you the
signs Of insanity. He is gentleman
man of fine feelings. If he offers to de-
fend you when you are alone. my poor
Emma, trust him. To have I bequeath
my carriage and horses, my saddle horse
and accoutrements. Our home is yours.
you know, darling, by Inheritance. My
moneys and real estate you will find be-
queathed to you in my formal will made
year ago. .srl =.i.
Little sister, good-by. know how
good you are-how you have suffered. 1t
is better that should die You will miss
me, I know; but tho grass will grow
green on my grave ut last, and the curse
Of our race will have spent its power.
You will not transmit it to your children.
You are our mothers child, and your
blood is pure. You have nothing to fear;
you have only to be happy when am
gone.
If I am violently insane for years,
place me in an asylum at my expense. l
have arranged for this contingency. But
have not great physical endurance; do
not think 1 shall suffer long. And then
comes rest and peace. Good by, my dar-.
ling sister; make me, at last, peaceful
grave and come there, sometimes, remem-
bering me not ss q lunstic, but a. the
brother you played with in childhood, and
who loved you with his last calm thought
"RALPH POMFRET."
The eristlo was dated on the very day
his fearful malady overlook him.
Itook the weeping girl in my arms.
Emma, he trusted; can not you? Will
you let me try to make you happy2"
She chung to me with sobbing breath,
but felt that it was not physical weak
ness nor even desolation which made her
mine. felt that she knew how loved
her for her goodness and purity-that she
recognized the integrity had striven to
maintain. and loved me in return.
Rails grave is peaceful. Willows shade
it, mignonette blooms upon it, bees buzz
above it, and the sunshine fingers longest
there upon the hilltops. We love to go
there and think the suffering is past for
him.
My darling is happy. We have child
rem, and bright and beautiful home.
The Pomfret skeleton has never intruded
among US.