The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1878-08-27

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wine," cried the thoughtless Harr!
Wood; "pledge with wine, ran
through the bridal party.
The beautiful bride grew pale--th'
decisive hour had come. She presse.
her white hands together. and tn
leaves of her bridal wreath trembIet
on her brow; her breath came quicke
and her heart beat wilder.
eyes, Marion. lay aside your scru
Piles. just this once" said the Judge
in q low tone. going towards BIZ
daughter; the company expect it.
DO not so serisusly infringe upon
the rules of etiquette; in your owl
home, do as you please; but in mine
for this once, please me.
Every eye was turned towards the
the bridal pair. Marion's principles
were we'll known. Henry had been
a couvivialist, but of late his friends
had noticed the change in his manner;
the difference in his habits, and
tonight they watched to see, as they
sneeringIy SAID. ifhe was tied down to
a womans opinion so soon.
Pouring trimming cup. they held
it, with tempting smiles, towards
Marion. She was very pale though
more composed. and her hands shook
not, as smiling hack, she gracefully
accepted the chrystal tempter and
raised it to her lips. But scarcely had
she done 50 when every hand WAS
arrested, by her piercing exclamation
of ooh, how terrible!"
"What is it" cried one and all
thronging together, for she had slowly
carried the glass at arms length. and
was ixedly regarding it as though it
were some hideous object.
"Wait," she answered, while a
light, which seemed inspired, shown
from her dark eyes; swat and | will
tell you. 81 see." she added, slowly
pointing one jeweled finger at the
sparkling liquid,-a sight that beggars
all description, and vet listen, l will
paint it for you if can. 1t is a lovely
spot; tall mountains crowned with
yerdure, rise in awful sublimity
around; a river runs through and
flowers grow to the waters edge.
There is thick warm mist that the
sun seeks vainly to pierce. Trees.
lofty and beautiful, wave to the airy
motion of birds, but there-a group
of Indians gather; they fit to and fro
with something like sorrow on their
dark brows and in their midst lies a
manly form, but his cheeks. how
his eyes-how wild with the
6tful fire of fever. One friend stands
beside him-nay, / should say kneels,
for see, he is pillowing that poor head
upon his breast.
Genius in ruins-oh. the high, holy
looking brow! Why should death
mark it-and he SO young? Look.
how he throws back the damp curls
zee him clasp his hands Mark how
he clutches at the form Of his compan-
ion, imploring to be saved /! Oh. hear
him call piteously his fathers
him Irvine his fingers to-
zether as he shrieks for his sister-the
twin of his soul, weeping for him at
his distant native land.
"Seel" she exclaimed, while the
bridal party shrank back, the untasted
wine trembling in their faltering
grasp and the Judge fell, overpowered.
upon his seat-see, his arms are up
lifted to heaven-he prays. how
wildly for mercy hot fever rushes
his veins. The friend beside
him is weeping awe-stricken. The
dark men move away. leaving the
living aud dying together"
There was a hush in that princely
parlor, broken only by what seemed
.mothered sob from some manly
hosom. The bride stood yet upright,
with quivering lips, and tears stealing
10 the outward edges of her lashes.
Her beautiful arm had lost its tension.
and the glass with its little troubled
red wave. came slowly towards the
range of her vision. She spoke again,
every lip was mute. Her voice was
ow, faint. vet awfully distinct; she
till fixed her sorrowful glance upon
he wine cup.
cit is evening now, the great white
noon is coming up and its beams Law
gently upon his forehead. He moves
lot his eyes are set in their sockets
linn are their piercing glances. In
rain his friend whispers the name of
,is father and sister-death is there.
Death and no soft hand, no gentle
'oice to bless and scothe him. His
read sinks back, one convulsive shud-
ler-he is dead!
A shudder ran through the assem- |
'lage. 80 vivid was her description. SO
lnearthly her look, SO inspired her
manner that what she described
eemed actually to have taken place !
here and then. They noticed to that |
he bridegroom hid his face in bis |
ands. and was weeping.
'Dead," she repeated, again her lips |
uivering faster and faster, and her
dice more broken, land there they
cooped him a grave. and there with
ut shroud they lay him down IN
hat damp, reeking earth-the only
,n Of q proud father, the only. idol
led brother of a fond sister. land he sleeps
o-day 10 that distant country, with
o stnne to mark the spot. There he
fathers SONNY own twin
rother-a victim to this deadly
olson. Father" she exclaimed.
lrning suddenly while the tears
,lled down her beautiful cheeks,
father shall l drink it now"
The form of the old Judge was
,nvulsed with AGONY He raised not