Louisiana capitolian. (Baton Rouge, La.) 1879-1881, 1881-12-08
On ROUGE. LOUISIANA THURSDAY. DECEMBER 8. 1881.

" o1Oso - VnO uVVuAiSut Aoucouu
cd. Something in my face made The
man before me cover and cringe.
"Rosamond, Rosamond, l have los,
youp he cried.
l only walked away. Straight out
before me the green felds lay. Through
them l went, aimlessly, / knew moi
whore. All night l. walked, and the
morning found me far out in the country
| was stranger to. Still / went on,
with only one thought !; to leave the
past, with my bitter disappointment
and humiliating sorrow behind me.
God only knows how / lived that day
and the next. The third morning, weak
faint, starved, and wet with dew,
crawled to a house and begged for a
crust of bread. | fell exhausted on the
threshold. l thought it was death, ]
knew no more for days; but awakening
at last to consciousness, saw bending
over mo face such as only those whose
garments are made white can wear.
God had been very merciful in directing
my steps to that earthly angel-Mrs.
Horton. | will remember her with the
kindliest Of memories. | was starving
and she fed me; naked was and she
clothed me and mole, hungering and
thirsting after the human love which is
poisoned cup had flung from my lips,
she led me to the fountain of everlasting
love; and at the feet Of my redeemer /
at last found peace.
| arose from my bed strengthened and
purified. Aided by my truest, best Of
friends, | began anew the battle of life
| will not tell you of all my troubles
of sad, lonely hours, the ceaseless era
wings ofmy heart for the one browning
blessing of q woman's life, which I had
once thought all my own. But / came
out victorious, and the world has 40
knowledged the power of my pen, know
ing not that of my own life | was wri-
ting
In the halls Of the protid and rich
again met Victor Glare. He did not
recognize III the woman, courted and
admired by the crowd, the friendless
girl whom, years before, he sought to
ruin. / had long since triumphed over
the love | once bore him: and yet,
when he stood before me--when he touch
ed my hand and greeted me with court
ly phrase, my heart gave great bound,
and o deadly faintness, such as / felt
that summer night, came over me. But
| shook it Oft, and spoke TO him as if he
were the stranger he thought himself.
| have met him often In the gay world,
and he has ever been devoted and pro-
fuse in his admiration, which, knowing
him SO we'll, ! hated. Its an hour since
he left me, after asking rue to be his
wife, sueing on Bonded knee. It was
this which brought the past SO forcibly
to my heart that / could no. do other
wise than tell you this tale.
''To you only, Of all women, have
given my love. Without you Icannot
live. Miss Bryant, have compassion, l
pray you. Do you, can you love me ~
he said. my life will be miserable
without you. Until met you 1 never
knew what it was to love: and without
you l am an undons man"
The blood was boiling in my veins.
The bitter sorrow, the terrible anguish
Of that night came back to me, and
thought my hour had come. But Mrs.
Horton rose befoze me, and the days
and nights OF weary wrestling, until
subdued, lay prostrate at the feet Of
God, turned my soul from revenge, and
] rose to my feet.
"Victor Clare said, II forgive you,
though canno5 but despise you. Cop
White and snli be stood before me,
and at last, when he went out, he stag
gered like man who had received
blow Ny story i. almost told, bur |
have something sweeter ia my heart
than You ever dreamed Of 10 tell YOU
yet. Next week am to be married.
Across the sea my bridegroom is coming
to me--my king and master. In those
dark days Of trial met him first. can
not tell you all he is to me. / sit here
tonight with this holy, human love
flooding my whole soul with happiness,
and thank God that was saved.
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