The interior journal. [volume] (Stanford, Ky.) 1872-1881, 1879-01-24
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Ten years ago in Lewis county, KY,
a young lawyer named Phil Hodge
married Miss Addie Sillct, amid flow
err, music and hearty congratulations
Of friends. When the guests had de-
parted. Hodge went To the bridal
chamber. where he remained during
the night. At early dawn he left the
house, and in passing out he met a
servant Of his wife's father, to whom
he said, Tell your master ! am gone
forever The new made father.in-
law. upon receiving this message, hur-
ried to his daughters room, where, to
his amalemeni. he found her still in
her wedding robes with hair dishev-
clad and vail torn of, and in state
Of great excitement A severe spell
of fever followed, but never in heV
widest delerium did she betray the
cause Of her agony, and thus il has
remained a theme of conjecture ever
since. To friend the other day she
for the first time told the cause. Here
is the story:
"Lon Foliet and | have been raised
together. | had received most mark
ell attention from him. but ! never
dreamed Of marrying him, for he had
a mother and sister depending upon
him for livelihood. Phil Hodge,
who only knew n few years. eourted
me, accepted him, and my admira.
ton for him tempted me to believe !
loved him. The night Of our we'd
ding, Lon and were sitting little
apart from the crowd. our converse
ton was only Of ourselves, and | con-
fess | then felt Lon loved me, and he
was more Of my happiness than had
dreamed. Phil Hodge overheard q
few words and saw our earnest man.
ner. When he came to my room he
found me dressed still as | was when |
left the parlor. and. showing his sur
prise, asked. what was the mat.
ter with me 2" To which | answered
as indiferently as possible, Nothing.
We exchanged several commonplace
remarks. after which he asked me
quite harshly. "AddIe, did Lon Fol-
let ever tell you he loved your" | an
swered "No." what was your con.
yeration tonight p His eyes were
upon me. | dare not tell aught but the
truth, and when | had finished. he
said with cOolness. "Addie, you love
Lon FoIiet; he shall marry you; we
will never meet again" | begged
him on my knees not 10 leave me, but
il was Of no avail. When the dawn
came, he arose, kissed me good-by.
and with a "God bless you passed
out from me forever. My feelings
we're understandable. the room was hor'
rible in its darkness, my mind lost its
reasoning powers, and thus passed
many weeks. Through a mutual
friend heard Of him often. Of his
wanderings, desolatc life and death
upon the frontier. Well have our
blighied lives paid the penalty Of a
false step. When Lon heard Of his
death he cane Immediately 60 see me,
! | refused to see him; then he wrote
me a long letter, telling of his love
HE never forgetting me an hour these
long years, and | have consented to
marry him-but We will not meet till
our wedding night-January ., 1879
LIFE The evening of every mans
day is drawing on apace. The day Of
me viii soon ne spent Ahe sum 'no
Il may be up IN mld-heaven' VIII pass
down the western sky and disappear.
What shall light mans path when the
sun Of life has gone DOWN. lie must
travel ON 10 the next world. but what
will illuminate his footsteps after the
uight.tall of death. amid the darkness,
Of his iourpevY There isan evening
lin ,he natural world ia radiance !,
b,ivb. and beautiful 10 the benivhted
traveller. But llte's evening star 4, !
0ood hone Of heaven lis beau,v and
brillianee are reflected from the Sun
., R;ah,son.na.s ,yho,o h,igh, raw,