Wisconsin herald, and Grant County advertiser. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1844-1845, 1844-11-30

tcrly, she turned toward him. tie
paused, and guzed upon her. Consci'
ence. though long smothered under 2
mountain ofguilt, awake and whisper
ed-'You have done this !. He felt that
it was SO, but his heart was cased' y Z
iron and the consciousness ofhis fauJe 1
awokc only demoniac hatred Of hls y
wretched victim. sWhat the he'll are
you bawling about, everlasting 7 he
cried; you had better be mcndirg
your clothes, and putting the house y \
order, you good for nothing, slattcrnly
creature. you need not look Up %
pitifully i'll am drunk, it was your
cursed Jaw and bad management that
first drove me to the tavern. So you
may as well bear it patiently. And
now wipe your nose and get me my
SUPPER She answered camly--'lhe
same supper is ready for you which
ron have provided for me, and your
poor Children 1t was the first time
she had reproached him with their pow
erty. A moment he stood gazing ut
her with an irrcsolutc expression, aud
then the fined conquered /; catching
her by the shouldcs, he pushed her to
the door and, with his foot. thrust her
out, as poor dog is often elected ny
him who is more OF a brute than he.
"Thc night was dark, said, and it
had commccd showing heavily. Poor
Mary arose from her fall, came up tho
step and tried the door, it was boiled
against her. She stood a few moments
irrcsolutc and then called Charles -.
Charles, let me in, besecch you, lor
PHYS sake. Let me in, for am frcez-
ing y But he had staggered TO the bed
and rolled himsclfin the blankets and
the stupid sleep ofdrunkcnnoss at once
sealed up his senses. Mary was miser-
ably clad, and nearly furnished the
keen wind pierced her to the vitals.--
She sunk on her knees, and leaned her
forehead against The door, just against
me and there, with her arms folded,
she covered in the storm like guilty
thing. And yet she was pure as wo-
man tried like her could be. oh, what
need has woman Of the strong support
of religion How would she of the
bitter lot endure without the strong
support of faithf Indeed, when felt
poor Mary's brow pressed rgainst me.
in that dreadful hour, ] wondered how
she could pray; how she could keep
alive her belief in the Mercilul. She,
the wife, The slave Of a man more vile
than tho brute beast, agonizcd with the
bittercst cares and pains Of maternity,
/: unallcviatcd by any of its joys or con-
solutions, forlorn Of hope, robbed o.
health, forsaken other friends, scorned
by the world tainted by the yilo-,
f hungry and naked, how could she say
orr Father to Him who had appoint
cd her bitter lot. and given to others
who were obviously inferior women,
all the blessings and luxuries oflifc r.
They sat by their cheerful fires, and
their little ones, well clothed and led,
gambolled around them, while she toll
cd and wcpt amid her equally innocent
yet furnishing babes /; their husbands
smiled and commended them when they
had performed no tasks, but hers.
How could she pray And yet so
strong, so meek so beautiful is woman's
religion, that the more dcsolate her
path becomes, and the more pitilcssly
the storm beats upon her, SO much the
more closely does she cling to the angel
Of Jehovah, who swcctIy whispers II
will never leave thee or forsakc thee
Holy and beautiful faith Of woman,
what would she be without il With
il she bears and forbcars, and looks for
o sure reward in the Paradise Of her
God Yes, Mary prayed in that hour,
fcrvently with her whole soul she
prayed for her husband, that it would
please God TO convert him from tho
error Of his ways--to save his precious
soul to reclaim him from his present
unhappy dclusion, that he might find
peace to his SOL, and be father to his
children She prayed until her voice
ceased, TIE cold crept to her heart, and
she ceased to speak or feel
"Brenncr awoke from his sleep Of
drunkenness, the clock in the church
spire had struck he looked up, their
was no fire, he turned in bed to arouse
his wife, she was not there and now
he remembered what he had done 10
her. A shivering horror seized him,
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