The spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1840-1844, 1842-12-02
Think, il years afterwards, the secret had been
known what would have been you! situation

Think, il years afterwards, the secret had been
known what would have been your situation
1T is true, all true,' she replied ,mournuly, but
will tell you all the truth; did no, love Matt
land. was bound to be grateful to him, and he
had right to ask reward. The boon he claim
ed was my hand and had no right of relusal,-
But told him had no love for him, such as
wife should feel,-I told him that, with all his err
rors, Lorimer was still dearer TO me than all the
world besides, and that could not promise even
TO try to conquer that vain affection. But still he
besoughI me to be his, and promised on the con-
dilion tina. he would at once make such arrange
men,s rs would enable him 10 take me 10 India
Well, have been his wife for years, and
cannot say that Maitland has ever been otherwise
Than kind to me. But though have acquired a
sor! OF habiua affection for him, cannot but feel
that that fearful night of the discovery set the seal
on my destiny, and dried up the spring of haPpi-
nness in my heart forever. My husbands kind
words fall on an insensble ear. My children's
smiles and their winning pratlle are pleasant to mel
but they do not seem 10 reach my heart. There
is an uneasy spo--a deep and hopeless aching
that nothing can put away. The news Of Lori
mer's death first seemed 10 rouse me to something
like emotion, Strange 10 say it brought me hope
the hope of revislng my own land. had de-
tcrmined never to return there while there was
possibility of encounterng him ngnin, and judging
by my shattered health, and his far stronger COLI
constitution, it seemed extremely improbable that
should survive him. But my foreboding has been
false; he is no norc-and am again in England,
Had it been otherwise, should have consigned
my children 10 the care of some homeward bound
friend, and most likely should soon have persisted
in the climate which has already made such in
roads on my constitution. And now that have
opened my heart TO you, dear Edmund, feel bet
teri it seems as if the old times had come back
again--as il The dark past we've but drcam-and
that we were almost children again.
There was relief in the long Fl, Of weeping that
followed her recital, and was glad TO perceive in
a few days that much other conposure and little
Of her old cheerluness had returned She remain
cd some months in Sclworlh, long after had re-
turned to London, She rejoned me there in the
ensuing spring, and stayed with me short time
previous to sailing again for India, and | was
thankful 10 perceive that her health was much I'M
proved and that she was more of the Agatha Of
former days than she had been since her disap-
ponment Her spirit appeared resi- gned and cheer
full, and she responded heartily TO my wish that
she might be spared to revisit England, and that
might see her again Alas this hope was not to
be realised! heard of her safe arrival in India,
and received one letter from, her, written in far
more happy tone than could have hoped for
heard no more for many months, ana then came
leater sealed with black and direc ed in strange
hand. She had commenced it, but her husband
had finished it-cousin Agatha was dead.