The Charlotte journal. [volume] (Charlotte, N.C.) 1835-1851, 1843-04-27

~" "S"iton my VIE, u Is the thought Ci
her that drives me almost to madness
And why not said |. .She mus,
know 1t sooner or later. You cannot keen
II long from her, and the intelligence NAV
break upon her IN a more startling manner
than II impaired by yourself She will
soon perceive that something is secretly
preying upon your mind, aud true love will
not brook reserve il feels undervalued
and outraged, when even the sorrows OF
those II loves are concealed from it,
20, my friend, but TO think what blow
| AN 10 give all her future prospects-how
am to strike her very soul TO the earth,
by telling her that her husband is a begpar.
that she Is 10 iorego all the elegancies OF
lIie-all the pleasures of soclety-to sink
With me into indulgence and obscurily.'
| saw grief was eloquent, and lie, i, have
us dow, Tor sorrow relieves itself by words.
When his paroxysm had subsidized, and he
had relapsed again into moody silence,
resumed the subject gently, and | URGED
him TO break his situation at once TO his
wife. lie shock his head mournlully, but
positively.
but how are you 10 keep il from her
II Is necessary 10 the alteration of living
osy, observing pang TO pass across his
countenance, don't lie. that sfillct you.
am sure you never placed your happiness
IN outward sbow-you have yet friends,
who wall not think The worse of YOU for be.
ING less spendldly lodged and surely i,
does not require palace 10 be happy wIh
Mary
| could be happy with her. cried ne,
con'ulSlvely, IN a hovelr I could 90
down with her into poverty and the dust
could could God bless her God
bless her cried he, bursting into trans
port OF grief and tenderness.
And believe me, my friend said s,ep.
ping up and grasping him warmly by the
hand, believe ne, she can be the same " it'll
you. Aye, more; il will be source of
pride aud triumph to her, il will call forth
all The latent energies aud ieryent sympa.
sh'es OF her nature, for she will rejoice to
prove That she loves you for YOURSELF
mere IS 10 every true womaus heart
spark Of heavenly FIRE, which lies dormant
70 Inc broad day ligh, Of prosperity bul
which kndles up aud seems blaze in the
dark hour Of adversely. No man knows
What the wife OF his bosom is-no man
knows what a mnistering angel she is, un
III be has gone with her through the iery
Trials of this world
There vas something IN The earnestness
OF my language that caught the excited i'm
agIna'lon of Leslie. knew the auditor |
had 10 deal with; and following up the i'm.
preston | had made, foished no by per.
snadlns him 10 go home and unburthen his
heart % his wife. mus. confess. uotwi,h.
standing all had SAID, iel, a lille soil.
iude Tor The result. could not meet Les.
ne The next morning without irepldaiion.
tie had made the disclosure.
And how did she bear itp
Like an angel. tseemed rather 10 be
relief TO her mind, for she threw her arms
around my neck and asked me if tina, was
all that had made me unhappy. Bu, poor
glrl, added he, she can, realize The
change we must undergo. She has no idea
OF poverty but 10 the abstract she has on
~ read Of II IN poetry where il is allied 10
love. She feels as yet no privarion-she
suffers no loss Of accustomed conyeniences
nor elegancies. When we cone particu.
larry 10 experience its sordid cares, IT'S pal.
try wants, lis pretty humlIIaiions, then will
be the trial
But SAID |, now that you have 90,
over the seyerest task, that of breaking II
TO her, the sooner you let the world into
The secret the better. Have the courage
TO appear poor, and you disarm poverty Of
its sharpest sting On tbs poin, found
Leslie perfectly prepared. He had no
ialse pride himself, and as to his wife, she
was only ANXIOUS 10 conform to their altered
fortunes.
Some days afterwards he called upon me
~ the evening. lie had disposed Of his
dwelling house, and taken small cottage
N the country few miles from town. lIe
had busted himself all the dav in sending
oui furniture. The new establishment, re.
CURED bu, few articles Of the simnles,
kind. All the splendid furniture Of his las,
residence had been sold except bis wile's
pIano. That. he said was too closely as
soc'ated With himself II belonged to the little
story OF then loses-for some Of tho sweet.
est moments Of their courtship were those
when he had LEANED over the ins,rumen,
and listened to the melting tones of her
voice. could not but smile at this in.
stance Of romantic galaniry in a doa,lne
husband.
ne was now going 10 the cottage, where
his wife had been all day experimenting its
arrangement. Ny feelings had been strong
y interested IN the progress of this family
story, and as /; vas fine evening | offered
o accompany bin.
lie was wearied With the fa,igues Of the
lay, aud as he walked cut, fell into a fit Of
gloomy musing.
Poor Mary at length broke with
leary sigh from bis lips.
And "hat Of her ? asked |, has she re.
'lned at The changer
Repined she has been nothing bu,
weetness and rood hurnorr IrdooJ 49, !