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I rejoiced in its beauty in so fitting a close of a delightful season, perhaps a regret or two flitted across my mind my happiness, but now when I look back to those last few hours spent with my Natty how joyous they appear compared with the sorrow of the present! Ah little thought I that he too was passing away wit the birds and flowers that the frosts of time and care were already blighting my dearest hopes, and a long dreary winter of sadness and grief was fast approaching. ______ ________ Joseph Wilde called and spent that evening at our house; we took him up to see Natty. He took a seat near him and I sat on the bed holding Natty's hand, he lay quite still saying but little so bye and bye our conversation turned on other things, what it was about I do not remember, but it sufficiently interested me to prevent my looking at Natty for several minutes when I did he intimated to me with his large expressive eyes that he was weary and would rather his company retire. I accordingly proposed that we should return to the parlor, and JOseph bade him a last farewell! Those were glorious moonlight nights-- the last nights Natty was to spend on earth, on each one before I retired I would lean from my window and drink in their dreamy beauty. How gently perhaps those soft moonbeams stole into his chamber and cheered and soothed an occasional sleepless hour. Oh lovely moonlight! how I loved it once but now I canot bear to see it, for I can only think of it as shimmering through

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