"The hour has arrived! The bells are ringing for the ceremony, yet I am sitting here in my chamber--alone--alone in my anguish! I hear hurried movements below, and the sounds of joyful voices--the voices of those who come to celebrate my wedding-day; and yet I move not! "I know that my sorrows will soon be at an end! Before another hour has passed away, my soul will be wafted to another world! Yes, Rowland! start not--but when those eyes, which have long haunted me in my dreams shall be gazing on these lines, the poor, lone girl who loved you, and sought your love in return, will have ceased to exist. Her soul will be at rest from the agonies of this cruel world! "Rowland! something tells me that I must not marry, that I must not enter yonder sacred edifice, and pledge myself to one when I love another. My conscience rebels against it. I will never do it! I will die! "You told me you had found the long-lost one you love. May _she_ know all the happiness that is denied to me! May every blessing from Heaven fall upon her head; and make her life one blissful dream--such as I once hoped might be mine! "I know that when you read this, the first impulse of your manly heart will be to try to save me. But it will be too late! _Before you could reach me, I shall have closed my eyes in the sleep of death_! My last prayer shall be, that you may receive every earthly blessing; and that you may long live in happiness to love her you have chosen as your wife! "Perhaps in your reveries, in solitude, or when your heart is sad--God grant that may never be! you may bestow a thought on her whose heart you won in a foreign land; and who, in her dying hour, breathed only prayers for your welfare. In such a time, and when such thoughts may wander through your mind, I would, that you may think my only sin in life was in loving you too truly! "Farewell, Rowland! Farewell for ever! "Jessie." I rushed out into the street; and hailed a cab. "Put your horse to his greatest speed," cried I to the driver, "Reach the house, as soon as ever you can!" "What house?" asked the cabby. I gave the address; and sprang into the vehicle. The driver and horse both seemed to sympathise with my impatience: for each appeared to exert himself to the utmost. I reached the street; but, before arriving at the house, I could see a crowd of people collected about the door. Their movements betokened great agitation. Something very unusual had certainly happened. It was not like the excitement caused by a wedding: for-- "Then and there was hurrying to and fro, And gathering tears, and tremblings of distress; And cheeks all pale, which but an hour ago Blushed at the praise of their own loveliness."