Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1845-06-13
MONTPELIER, FRIDAY, JUNE 10, 1916.

wonders will never cease" said to myself,
as folded the letter. "Lizze +. cooking, baking,
waiting upon her lazy husband, wearing check
aprons and-pshaw, it is nothing but lovers ex-
aggeration"
Bye and bye another letter brought me tidings
OF an addition to their happiness. Lizzie was
mother; her baby was a sturdy boy, as pretty os
us mother and with every promise of being as ro-
bust as Its father. show will the baking and boil
ing go on now,' thought |, "with this new claim
ant upon Lizzie's timei" But there came no muir
murs IN the frequent letters which received from
both my friends, and must confess that the refined
and intellectual tone of Lizzie's episoary commu-
nicntions struck me with surprise. She seemed to
have undergone a complete metamorphose, and
excepting In her sunny cheerfulness, | could dis
Germ no trace of the light-minded frivolous, indo-
lent woman of fashion.
Seven years passed away, and then another
change came over the fortunes of the twain Miss
Weldon, afflicted with lingering illness, which,
while 1t brought death to watch beside her pillow
still allowed her time to lay aside her preudices
and anlmosltes. She had no relative to inherit her
wealth, and the remembrance of the child whom
she ilad reared from infancy came to her like
gentle vision She would fain have summoned
Lizzie to her sick bed, but it was too late. She did
all That she now could, however, and with the news
OF her death, which was deputed to convey to my
friends, was enabled also to make them acquaint-
ed with their accession to a large and unincumber-
ed property. Of course the g.cabin was speedi-
~ abandoned, and among the list Of arrivals at the
Astor house was soon numbered the name of Frank
f., Esq, and family. | hastened to offer my con-
gratuations, and | hope may be pardoned if a
little curiosity TO witness times changes in Lizzie
mingled with my better feelings. But Lizzie was
one of those happy creatures whom Love renovates
faster than Time can despoil. Her person had ac-
CURED noble fullness without losing the slightest
portion of its grace and her face was as radiant in
It's fresh beauty as if she had numbered only weeks
instead Of years, during the latter half Of her lfe
She showed me her three healthy children, fat,
chubby little creatures full of health and spirits,
as all healthy children should be, and the pride
which sparked in her eye left me in no doubt as to
her maternal feelings She spoke of her husband
with degree of enthusiasm which charmed me,
and when he entered, and saw the bright heart
beam which flashed across her face, as she looked
upon him, readily acknowledged in my soul that
Frank had proved true seer Love had wrought
out his mighty work-the beautiful statue had been
vivfed by his touch, and the heart which had so
long slumbered in quiet apathy, now throbbed with
the firm, strong heahful pusations of self forget
ting and devoted womanly tenderness.
Lizzie still lives in comfort and affluence, the
idol of her husband, the beloved of her children,
admired and esteemed by all who know her. and
afordng by her daily life, beautiful testimonial
of Loves magic.
There are hundreds of women who live and die
with energies but half awakened and characters
but half developed. The oracle within their souls
is dumb, or only utters those uninteigible words
which require the Interpretation of the prophet
voice of love or power ere they be fully under
stood