Wlliam Gilmore Simms
Beauchampe; or, The Kentucky Tragedy. A Tale of Passion. >> Chapter IV >> Page 39

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Novel (Romance) | Lea and Blanchard | 1842
Transcription BEAUCHAMPE. 39

They shall never have that triumph, which is always so
grateful a subject of regale to the mean and envious !" The voice of her mother from below disturbed these
unhappy meditations. The old lady was prepared for church, and was surprised to find that Margaret had not
made her toilet.
" What ! don't you mean to go, Margaret?"
4' Not to day, mother."
What, and the new preacher too, that takes the place
of John Cross ! They say he makes a most heavenly
But the inducement of the heavenly prayer of the new
preacher was not enough for Margaret. The very sugges-
tion of a new preacher would have been conclusive against
her compliance. The good old lady was too eager herself
to get under way to waste much time in exhortation, and
hurrying off, she scarcely gave herself time to answer the
inquiry of the widow Thackeray, at her own door, after
the daughter's health.
I will go in and see her ;" said the lighthearted but
truehearted woman.
� Do, do, ma'am,�if you please ! She'll be glad to
sere you. 1'11 hurry on, as I see Mrs. Hinkley just ahead."
The widow Thackeray looked after her with a smile,
which was exchanged for another of different character when
she found herself in the chamber of Margaret. She put her
arms about the waist of the sufferer ; kissed her cheeks,
and with the tenderest solicitude spoke of her health and
comfort. To her, alone, with the exception of her mother
�according to the belief of Margaret�her true situation had been made known.
" Alas !" said she, how should I feel�how should I
be ! You should know. I am as one cursed�doomed,
hopeless of any thing but death."
Ali ! do not speak of death, Margaret," said the other
kindly. We must all die, I know, but that does not
reconcile me any more to the thought. It brings always a
creeping horror through my veins. Think of life�talk of
life only."
They say that death is life."" So it is, I believe, Margaret ; and now I think of it,
dress yourself and go to church where we may hear some-