The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1845-09-16
VOL. X.
MISCELLANEOUS.
The Uneducated Wife.
Continued.

die 10 peace u YOU VIM 10
child
Again the blood rushed to the cheeks ant
brow of Fitzgerald, and for moment he wa:
silent. but recovering himself he said,
II will protect and defend her with my life
but INV dear sir, will you not give me near
err and dearer claim to protect her! Give hel
to me for wife
The old man started and looked up TO Fitz.
gerald
Wife, wife she is a mere baby
.Iknow she is young; but she is old
enough to take good care Of you,my dear sir
and old enough 10 make me happy
Young man, son of my friend, do nothing
rashly-a wife is not the plaything Of ar
hour. toy merely to look upon-but com
panion for life; choose one that will be COM
PANIoN, a friend, one who will be ready at al
times 10 assist you with mind and heart
you have a vi gorous intellect mind stored
with useful knowledge, and should have a
well educated and intelligent wife,
Fitzgerald sighed, he recollected how OIL
ten his mother had cautioned him, agains
being fascinated with beauty; but the soft
voice of Isidore in.the next room, singing
one of his favorite hymns, put all reason and
reflection asleep
She must be mine, father, if you do moi
object, and she will accept me.
The General smiled
| 'Oh, SHE will not refuse you-and alas,
know too well how headstrong and self-wiIled
the young are. If you are determined 10
marry her, will say no more. For myself,
| should be proud 10 see her your wife,
Albert's eye spanked with Joy, and he
soon made known his hopes and wishes,to the
beautiful and gentle Isidore
The weather was delightful, and Albert
felt extremely anxious TO be on his way, but
tie General was evidently failing. One day
they had been talking Of their journey, and
had Just raised him into the chair, that he
might see the sun set, when the old Indian
entered with large packet. The General
opened it with eagcrness, and saw that his
claims on his country were acknowledged
and settled. lie started convulsively from
his chair, IT is TOO LATEn he exclaimed 4,
then cIaspng his emaciated hands together,
crushed the papers between them, aud fell
dead on the fonr
; Ii is impossible to give any idea OF the ag-
f ony. and grief Of Isidore; she seemed almost
beside herself; and Fitzgerald, alarmed for
her health, hurried her away as soon as
possible, alter The burial of the old General,
wi, was followed TO his humble grave by
his two children and the faithful Indians.
shall pass over their journey. Isidore's
wonder at the towns and cities they visited,
and the contamination of their wishes in an
union, which, as i was founded on the most
disinterested attachment promised uninter-
rupted happiness.
1t was many months after their marriage.
before Fitzgerald took his wife 10 his resi-
dence on the banks oil the Hudson. II was a
most delightful place-large, convenient, and
elegant; and the gentle Isdore thought, as
she wandered through The superb apart
ments. how gratiied her dear grandfather
wonId have been to see her the mistress Of
such an establishment and the wife OF such
a manas Fitzgerald. The library was her
lavorte apartment There was most ro-
mantle view of the windings OF The river
from its windows ii was commodlous and
we'll furnished with the most valuable books,
and al, that was necessary for the employ
,nent of an enlightened and cultivated mind.
and the requisites for improving an ignorant
lone. Isidore was too timid 10 ask questions.
She idolzed her husband; looked up TO him
with reverence, respect, that placed him
at such distance from her, il was impossi-
BILE for him to enter into the feelings OF her
mind or heart. Indeed there was no one
| that she could make her confident.
They had now been six months married !;
part of the time had been spent in travel
inc. and part at their delightful residence.
Fitzgerald had brought home a distant rela-
ton of his for companion and friend 10 Isl
dore. She was fashionable and appeared
amiable; and he thought that the genteel
Caroline Moreland would be useful TO his
lovely wife, as she would need initiating in
10 the polished circles TO which she must una
voidably enter.-Many ofhis friends had
called TO see them; all were loud in praise
ofthe exquisite little girl he had married.
The house he knew would soon be filled with
visiters from the city. He relied upon Caro-
line as chaperon; still he was too proud TO
acknowledge his beautiful wife needed any
instruction; and he feared it would pain her
afectionate heart 10 inform her of her def
ciences. He was astonished TO see that the
lovely creature, who in the forest shades
moved with the grace OF iawn. was, in the
drawing room. when surrounded with FASH
ionable party stiff, awkward and embarrass-
ed. But she is young-so very young, he
would say, 1t will soon wear off, Yet the
very remedy he had provided only increased
The evil. Caroline was envious, indolent and
selfish; and the gentle and amiabe Isidore
could not unbosom herself to the coId-heart-
ed votaries of fashion. She sighed aloud
when she felt her ignorance and awkward
ness. Her devoted love 10 Albert made her
so fearful of saying anything to mortify or
disturb him, that she would often hesitate
stop and tremhle when she was conversing.
and saw her husbands eyes fixed upon her.
Fitzgerald had expected, for several days,
some particular friends TO whom he wished
his wife to be agreeable. He told her one
morning. as she stood by the glass,arranging
| her hair. that Major Harcourt and Mr.. Camp
bell would be with them on the following
morning; and gently pressing her hard, be
added
BE YOURSELF my dear Isidore; imagine
that we are in the forest, that my friends are
Sanaqua and Wa:apan; let me see you
easy and cheerful before Them, Shake of
that timdity and fear that destroys all your
movements. They are both elegant pol
ished gentlemen, and '-, -.
He stopped-for he felt that IsIdore, though