The Knickerbocker, Vol. 10, No. 6, December 1837Various
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The Knickerbocker, Vol. 10, No. 6, December 1837
Various
Periodicals
Soon after, she returned home, and was continually persecuted with
letters, which were returned unread. At last, he went to N----, and
behaved like a madman; threatened to kill himself in the presence of
her father and mother, and committed other extravagances, which would
have subjected him to arrest, had he not left town. All these facts
were never hinted to me, during my stay at N----. Probably they were
forgotten, except by the parties more immediately interested.
No wonder some surprise was manifested at seeing myself and Collins
ride into town together. Well, after I had left Collins, and departed
for Albany, he by a bribe found out my object in going thither,
and immediately followed me on the next day. With a mind already
shattered by excess, and stimulated to insanity, he imagined himself
the victim of treachery, and determined on consummate vengeance on
both of us. The reader knows the rest. The wound I received nearly
proved fatal. My father was summoned, perhaps to attend my funeral.
Mr. Clair followed us, so soon as he got wind of our intended visit,
to protect his daughter from two madmen, and arrived the day after
the result. Alice was taken home with difficulty. Mr. Clair was
inexorable. Some gratitude was expressed in a letter written to me by
him after he heard of my recovery, for saving the life of his child.
'When you are older and more settled,' it said, 'in your views, if
you ever are, I shall be glad to show you how much I am willing to
forget, for the sake of your happiness and that of my child. You have
perhaps unwittingly destroyed the peace of my family. You do not
know the pain you have inflicted. Time must elapse. Your case is not
hopeless. All depends upon yourself.'
My sister in a few days gave me a lock of black glossy hair, tied
with a blue ribbon. It needed not to tell me where it came from. I
have worn it next to my heart ever since that fatal morning. It is
now placed before me, and tears course down my cheeks as I record
this passage in my history, and look upon all that is left in this
world of one who might have made this earth a heaven to any man,
but one incapable of estimating the value, or rather incapable of
profiting by the gift, of her affections.
Collins was released, by my father's request, after the question of
my danger was over, and went I know not whither. From that day to
this, I have never heard of him. The money of his in my possession
was placed in the hands of a lawyer, and no trace can be found of his
connections or of himself, by the most careful search.
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