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Sustrfous companions to cowiplete the work which bad been given them to do . & Oh , miam , how is Mia * Ellen ; and why hat she not been with * ia Monday ?' . said the * chool * mitteet 6 as we « ntere < jU . * TUank you , Mrs- Perry , Ellen k not quite well ; , but the day haa been very warnv , you know : it muat have given you some trouble with you ^ ymng ones ;' and she turned to speak to the little prisoner * . * Hav 4 you seen the young- lady , si *? She is a tender plant , and I often look , ' at her blessed mother ^ atad think what a heart-break it would be if- ^ - — - ; ' And
the mother came , and put an end to her foreboding * . * And now > Ellen , 2 mud go : in mercy do not show me anything more to tempt me to etay now . * * But when will you come again ? and let it be without a formal announcement , and do give us as much time as you possibly can / * Soon , very soon ; and youinuflt find . plenty for me to do in the * help " you speak of ; and mind that you teach Ellen to love me . * ' The lesson will not be a very difficult one : she knows you already , and will hold up lier finger at me for not waking her . Come soon *—Good bye . * And the coaoh drove off . I remained in the country some time longer than I had expected ; and , on the day after my return * set out . with increased longing to pay a second and longer visit to my ' little heaven , below . *
It was at the same time of the lengthening shadows and the yellow gleam * that I again entered ihe village of—*—; but the season had advanced , and the air was chilly , and it came sighing through the trees as if lamenting over the leaves that began to fall in all directions . The place seemed changed since I had left it : all quiet , —no children in the streets ; and I felt glad to turn down the lane , and made my way briskly en towards the home and the warm Welcome that would ioon greet me . The house , like the village , seemed changed since I had last seen it : the garden looked neglected ; but then it was the autumn time , when gardens are always so difficult to keep in order . The windows were open , aft before ; but there was no Ellen within ; and | he room looked deserted , and gave me a feeling of gloomy foreboding , difficult to account for ; With an impulse , I know not how prompted , I turned to the staircase up which Ellen had before led me . The door of the room
was , as before , shut : I gently opened it : it appeared . precisely in the Btate in which I had last seen it . The open windows , the setting sun , the lute , the flowers , all were there : and there , too , was the sleeper ; but her form was rigid , her face wore a deeper paleness , the breath that before came so gently from the parted lips , —where was it ? Gone , for « ver ! I had heard of the beauty of death : it waa false * Here would have been beauty , had it been in the power of the-king of terrors to create it . There is too much of agony in this desertion of the soul , —* this looking upon a tenatitless body—for it to be aught taVe bitterness to a miml that is not niorbid in its grief . Leave it > —^ fo rget ' jut ,- *—lose it
quickly as you can , —soar with the immortal spirit into the realms of space , —track it in its more exalted and infinitely progreftftiiig existence ; butleavd that dangerous doting grief over the perishable body , yliiph does but voluntarily add a second bitter parting to the fir *** I altink away from-the room , aft if I had committed sacrilege ; mad * * iy way as Noiselessly as I could ; looked straight on ? turning' neither to the right nor left ; and , to my shatne be it spoken , felt something Uke telief when I had closed the gate behind pie ; Weft it cowardly ?—L believe n ^ t ; for thfc dread of meeting that berearted mother , had fie much of fear to give
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Oct. 2, 1834, page 731, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2638/page/57/
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