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Ida - A Sketch "Death Loves a shining mark"

Ida, the young the beautifull, and beloved, was the only remaining child of her aged father. On her was lavished all the cherished hopes, and fond love of his affectionate heart. And deeply and devotingly did she reciprocate his tender affection. Scarce three months had elapsed since she had been called to look upon her Mother for the last time. Then it was that here naturally light and buoyant heart was crushed with grief. With a overwhelming beat of anguish she received the last blessing of her Mother. Ida my darling child said she feebly "I am dying" I must leave she my gentle one and my beloved Father. Oh! speak "not so dear Mama" exclaimed she weeping Ida, throwing her self on her kens? by the couch of her dying Mother no no more?.