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Show 280 fiiC'IIARO JIURDIS. tl1cy closed upon it, crnnclling it into the minutrst frngmcuts. FortnnntcJy, I wns prompt cnongh to prevent the worst consc. quences of this ;Jet. I di'OpjlNl tltc fragment of the glnss whici1 reuwinecl in my hands, and grnspcd hel' inst:mtly by the throat. 1 grasped her almost as tightly as I should l1avc done a mortal foe. 1 t was a desperMe resort for a dcspcr:rtc situation. I nearly strangled her, but it was the only thing tlmt could have saved her from swailowing the broken particles. VVitl1 my fingers, while the jaws were strctcllcd apart, I <hew out the bits of giRss, which were numerous, tl10ugh not without cutting her month and gums in a slwcking manner. The blood ran from JJ.er moutl1, and over tl1c side of her pnlJid face, staining its ptt· nty; nnd her tongue, Llceding also tl1e while, lnmg over the lips. And yet she seemed to feel none of the pain: no cry cscnpcd her; no struggle was made; and the occasionnl moan wl1ich now and then continued to csca1;e her was the acknowl. edgmcnt of n greater agony than any for wl1ich we labored to jJrovide remedies. Dr. Tiodges persevered in his physic, but we migl1t as well lntvc spared tl1e poor girl the pain of forcing it down her throat, for. it did no g~od. ller madness, it is true, was no loJ1ger hystcncal; but tlus change was probably quite as much tl1e result of exhaustion as of the medicine we gave her. She seemed conscious of none of our labors; yet she studiously kept her eyes from the spectntor, and fixed them upon the darkest part of tl1e wall of her chamber. lier grief wns S})eechless in all other respects i sl1e seemed not to l1ear, and she answered none of our inquiries. In hope to arouse and provoke her conscious- 11ess, I even ventured to speak to her of her lover, and the cruel fate which lmd bef<lllen him. I named to her the bitter words of death which I l•ad shrunk before to utter. Dut the car seemed utterly obtuse. She moved neither limb nor muscle, and the stupor of complete mental indifference wns gradually overcoming a1l her faculties. rrhus she continued throughout tl1at day, Night came on, nnd yet there was no change. It was a dismal night to me. I sat up with her and watched her with a degree of nervous irritation and anxiety wl1ich Jed me to fear, at moments, that I might fall into some condition of insanity DEATH! 2~1 like tlHtt I witnessed. rrhe poor old mother stroYe to sleep, but she could not subdue the nature witllin her; and that mised her every moment to look into the face of her c1Jild, whose unconscious ryes were yet brigl1t and tmblcssed by sleep. Besides these, there were no interruptions to tile genend silence of the night, unless that slight nncl now scarcely sensible moan, which continued nt intervals to escnpe the lips of the sufferer, might be called one. Dny dawned upon us, and found I1er still in the same condition. \\"''e ga,·e l1cr the 11rescribcd physic; but I felt, while pouring it down her thront, that our lnbors were ns crurl as tl1ey were idle. 1Ve administered the little nourislm1ent which she took, in the snmc llHliHler, by violence. She craved nothing-she asked for nothing; and wl1at we gm·e her brought no nourishment in conscqncncc. 'l'he day aud nigl1t pnssed in the snme m::mncr ·w itll tl1e preceding. I snatched a few homs' sleep during the day, and this enabled me ngain to sit up with he1· the 11ight following. Bnt tl1cre were otlicl' wntchers Lesides myself nround l1cr bed i nucl, amid all my agonizing tlwngl1t of the tenible picture of nflliction present in my eyes, tiJcro were otl1er thougl1ts and feelings of a ltu different clwractcr mingling mnong them and operating upon my mind. JHnry Em;terby sat Ly the bedside of the invnlid, aud onr eyes ::md l1nnds met more tlinn once during the night, which to me, though not less painful, was far less wenrisome, than thnt which I had pnsscd before. Such is the nature of man. \Ve foster our JlCtty affections even at the grave of our friend's sweetest hopes. Our plans and promises for self desert us nowhere; tl•ey mingle in with our Jwliest emotions i they pile tho dubt of enrth upon tile very altars of heaven! Perlwps it is only right that such should be the case. Our 11ature while on earth must be, to a certain extent, earthy. It may be, too, that our pride undergoes some restraint when it discovers that base necessities and narrow aims clog the loftiest wing, and dnzzle the most eagle-eyed of the soari11g sp i•·its among men. But why linger upon a painful lWrr:ttive like this 1 wl1y record tlu·obs and agonies 1 I will IJasten to a conclusion which the reader may readily :.mticipnte. Emmeline \Valker died. In tlaee days more she was silent for ever! ller hopes, her fears, her pangs-all were silent, all buried. }.,ivc days did |