Romance of a Death-Bed.
--In East Boston, recently, a dying maiden of twenty was married to her betrothed. Before her dissolution she said that she had only one earthly wish ungratified — she desired to be united to him who had loved her so long and truly, and the hope of being his in Heaven. He could deny her nothing — he married death! Bolstered up by pillows, and supported in the embrace of her mother, she was united to her lover. Her feeble voice was hardly audible in responding to the questions of the marriage ceremony. She was his, and said she would die without regret. From then until she passed away, she was unable to speak above a whisper.
