Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1890-01-30
No, replied Eudor.
We'll, then-why must 1 lake


at least, save you from all sufferingi
in you last moments. The COUNTIES
put the cup to her lips, ami, while she
drank it, Eudor continued: 'Yor
will sleep as if after a bail, quietly
rocked with the sounds Of sweet music
your flowers and your dress before
your eyes
Yes replied the countess. re
turning the empty cup yes, all my
happy recollections will assist me a
this moment, since you are there, you
with whom all the joys and pleasure
OF my past life are connected
One hour had passed, and ever since
she had taken Eudor's prescription the
countess had been hopelessly weak.
She asked for the consultations of re-
lig,on.
Prests and Levites soon arrived
carrying the sacred Host. 1t was 6
sad night, a room full of kneeline
persons, repeating in low voice the
prayers for the dying, which only
sobs of anguish occasionally inter
rupted; here and there yellow lights
thowing their tlickering rays over the
kneeling crowd, and bending over the
bed an aged priest ministering to q
youthful female.
Soon the crowd dispersed and again
Eudor was left alone with Emma, but
the interview was not long. Her last
look, her last prayer, her last sigh
we're for the only one she ever loved,
and death seized his pray.
Did Eudor display grief at her
mournful end?
He gazed at her calmly; but now
and then, as if TO quiet some impor,
tune thought, he repeated:
'She wished to die. The worst can
only be that her wish has been grant
ed He called the count and led him
to the bed. You are the person to
close her eyes
The despair of the old man was
heart rendering. He fell senseless by
the body of his wife.
When the count was come from the
chamber Eudor returned to the bed.
side. He seemed to feel an exquisite
pleasure in watching the body. The
closed eyes, the stiffened limbs, the
features once so beautiful, now pale
and sunken. He gazed and murmured
with smile:'
''Tis right, no breath, no life-cold
.rigid-dead.'
The room soon filled with domes-
tics, all with tears in their eyes and
grief at their hearts and on their lips;
all prayed for the soul of the deceased
she will go straight to paradise,
said they, she was so good.
Without reckoning that she had
her purgatory in this world, half mur-
INJURED the doctor, who alone did not
bend his knee or pray for her who
died. There was in the room an old
relation. Eudor addressed her:
She must be buried as soon as pos
,ible, said he; 'her disease is conta-
yious, and if you wait more than two
hours, your lives will all be in dan
GER Half frightened to death, the
old woman gave he orders, the church
began to toll, the crosses were raised,
,he lights prepared, the rooms hung
with mourning, and slowly the funer-
II procession came from the church.
The body had been dressed in her
landsomest garments dress of bro
,ade with pearl necklace, rich lace
lround the neck, and her feet covered
With stocking OF silk and gold, and
shoes of white velvet.
1T is her bridal dress, said some
,ne to Eudor.
That is right, for the same occa-
ion, same dress.
The coffin was there, but the count
,ss was still on her bed. The old
lunt approached, scissors in hand.
)ne would have thought her the rep
'esentative of fate serving the thread
If life. A golden tress was already
between the instrument - Eudor
'ushed forward.
Are you mad2 Do you wish to
DIN her? This hair, still wet with the
leath sweat, bears the seeds of death.
Leave it alone, or rather, think of
the bed, the garments, all
hat she touched. Relics, indeed!
her words and her deeds
He then placed it in the coffin; four
nen lifted it on their shoulders, and
he funeral procession removed.
At church the service for the dead
vas performed, long and sad service
of melancholy chants. A
PRIEST then gave a sponge dipped in
holy water to each of the mourners,
he assistants one by one sprinkled the
;offin, and, wet with the sacred dew, it
vas taken to the tomb.
Three hours had elapsed since the
asst ceremonies had been performed,
md the church presented a striking
md imposing scene, calculated to i'm
,ress on weak and wavering minds
he ter7ors of religion. The rays of
he moon striking on the painted
window panes threw strange figures
,ver the white and lofty walls, while
he different effects of light and shad-