Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1876-04-28
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SAD FRUITS OF SINFUL LOVE.

A few days ago we published brief
announcement of the death of Harrow
Case in the island of Ceylon, whittier
he had fed twenty years ago, and until
now nothing had been known in this
country of his whereabouts. In 1850
Case was collector of the port of San
dusky. He fell in love with the wife of
his deputy, Henry Francis, seized TWEEN
ty-two thousand dollars of government
money, and eloped with Mrs. Francis
and her little child. They fed as it now
seems, to Ceylon A short time ago an
American missionary made the acquain-
lance of Case and Mrs. Francis He
describes them as living in an earthly
paradise. but both haunted by and one
dying of remorse and homesickDess -
Their bower was living tomb We
quote his description of the interview in
which be detected the personality of the
guilty pair;
Sir" said Case, in tones which |
shall never forget, eff | have slnned,
God in heaven knows what have suffer
ed and if in Fs bereavement he has
cursed me, that curse is fearfully fulfilled.
Poor Mary is dying has been dying for
months and | have known it. 1t has
been for me to see the failing step, the
dimming eye; it is for me to listen to
her language of remorse that sometimes
almost drives me mad Yes, mad, mad,
mad y he said in a frenzy rising and
crossing the floor with long hasty strides.
Then burying his face in his hands, ex-
claimed: Too late too late | have
repented There was long pause,
and he continued, calmly: 'No human
means can now restore my poor compan-
ion Her moral sensiblities become
more and more acute as she fails in
strength, so that she now reproaches
herself constantly" A weary, mourn
full sigh broke from his lips, as if his
heart would break. ooh! if he knew"
he exclaimed again "if he knew how
bitter penalty she is paying, he would
pity her--and, if it could be, forgive.
Will you see her, sir?"
shrank from the very thought.
"She asked for you, sir do you deny
her request? Hearing that you came
from America she enreated me to bring
you to her promised her that would"
Up the cool, wide, matted stairs he
led me into chamber oriental in its
furnishing and chaste in its nagnifcencc.
There, half reclining in a wide easy
chair--a costly shawl of lace cast over
her attenuated shoulders, the rich dress
ing gown clinging and followed to the
ravages sickness had madc--sat one
whose great beauty and once gentle gifts
made the light and loveliness Of sacred
home The eyes only retained their lus-
ire; they were wofully sunken. The
blazing fire. kindled at the vitals, burned
upon her sharpened cheeks--burned more
fercely, more hotly, as she looked upon
my face.
The first question was care you
going back to America, sir n
The hollow voice startled me, seem
ed to see an open sepulchre. | told
her that it was not my intention to re-
turn at once ooh, then, who will
take my child back to her father p she
cried, the tears falling. II am dying
and she must 90 back to him. 1t is the
only reparation can make and little
enougb-for the bitter wrong | have
done them" II hoped, sir, you might
see him." she added moment after
ward, checking her sobs: II hoped
you might tell him that his image is be-
fore me from morning till night, as | /
know he must have looked when the
first shock came. Oh, sir, tell him my !
story. Warn, oh, warn everybody , !
Tell him have suffered through the |
long, long hours these many years-ah /
God only knows how deeply" MARY, |
you must control your feelings" said /
my host, gently. Let me talk while /
may" was the answer Let me say
that since the day left my home have
not known single hour of happiness.
1t was always to come-always just
ahead and here is what has conie-the