The Works of Edgar Allan Poe

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  Headmitted,however,althoughwithhesitation,thatmuchofthepeculiargloomwhichthusafflictedhimcouldbetracedtoamorenaturalandfarmorepalpableorigin-tothesevereandlong-continuedillness-indeedtotheevidentlyapproachingdissolution-ofatenderlybelovedsister-hissolecompanionforlongyears-hislastandonlyrelativeonearth。“Herdecease。”hesaid,withabitternesswhichIcanneverforget,“wouldleavehimhimthehopelessandthefrailthelastoftheancientraceoftheUshers。”Whilehespoke,theladyMadelineforsowasshecalled

  passedslowlythrougharemoteportionoftheapartment,and,withouthavingnoticedmypresence,disappeared。Iregardedherwithanutterastonishmentnotunmingledwithdread-andyetIfounditimpossibletoaccountforsuchfeelings。Asensationofstuporoppressedme,asmyeyesfollowedherretreatingsteps。Whenadoor,atlength,closeduponher,myglancesoughtinstinctivelyandeagerlythecountenanceofthebrother-buthehadburiedhisfaceinhishands,andIcouldonlyperceivethatafarmorethanordinarywannesshadoverspreadtheemaciatedfingersthroughwhichtrickledmanypassionatetears。

  ThediseaseoftheladyMadelinehadlongbaffledtheskillofherphysicians。Asettledapathy,agradualwastingawayoftheperson,andfrequentalthoughtransientaffectionsofapartiallycatalepticalcharacter,weretheunusualdiagnosis。Hithertoshehadsteadilyborneupagainstthepressureofhermalady,andhadnotbetakenherselffinallytobed;but,ontheclosinginoftheeveningofmyarrivalatthehouse,shesuccumbedasherbrothertoldmeatnightwithinexpressibleagitationtotheprostratingpowerofthedestroyer;andIlearnedthattheglimpseIhadobtainedofherpersonwouldthusprobablybethelastIshouldobtain-thatthelady,atleastwhileliving,wouldbeseenbymenomore。

  Forseveraldaysensuing,hernamewasunmentionedbyeitherUsherormyself:andduringthisperiodIwasbusiedinearnestendeavorstoalleviatethemelancholyofmyfriend。Wepaintedandreadtogether;orIlistened,asifinadream,tothewildimprovisationsofhisspeakingguitar。Andthus,asacloserandstillcloserintimacyadmittedmemoreunreservedlyintotherecessesofhisspirit,themorebitterlydidIperceivethefutilityofallattemptatcheeringamindfromwhichdarkness,asifaninherentpositivequality,pouredforthuponallobjectsofthemoralandphysicaluniverse,inoneunceasingradiationofgloom。

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