Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1845-04-11
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ill upon the shores OF expectancy. She had
aunched her boat upon the sunny sea of matrimo
ny, and was already moving steadily away undera
pleasant breeze.
Alas! young bride. Thy hymenial altar is an
altar ofsucrfce Love is not the deity that's pre-
siding there. Little do they dream, who have led
thee, poor lamb garlanded with flowers to that
altar, how innocent, how true, how good heart
they were offering up upon Its strange fire
But they will know in time, and thou wilt know
when II is too late.
Two years from the period of their marriage,
Elliott and his wife were seated in small room
moderately furnished.-He was leaning back in a
chair with his arms folded and his chin resting on
his bosom. His face was contracted into gloomy
scowL Anna, who looked pale and troubled was
sewing and touching with her foot cradle in
which was babe, The little one seemed restless.
Every now and then it would start an moan or cry
out. After time it uwoke and commenced scream
ing The mother lifted it from the cradle and tri-
ed to hush it upon her bosom, but the babe still cr
ed on. 1t was evidently in pain.
'Confound you why don't you keep that child
quiet!-eXclaimed tho husband mpatently, cast
ing at the same time an angry look upon bis wife.
Anna made no reply, but turned half away from
him, evidently to conceal the tears that suddenly
started from her eyes, and stroye more earnestly
to quiet the child. In this she soon succeeded
4 believe you let her cry on purpose, whenever
resumed in an iIl-natured tone.
mo, Thomas, you know that do not Anna
said.
Say lie, why don't you2'
| ooh, Thomas how can you speak 80 to me.
And his young wife turned towards him an earnest
fearful look.
'Pah! don't try to melt me with your crying,
never believed in it. Women can cry at any mo-
ment.'
There was convulsiye motion of Mrs. Elliott's
head as she turned quickly away, and a choking
sound in her throat. She remained silent. Ten
minutes passed, when her husband said in a firm
voice,
Anna, Pm going to break up
Mrs Elliott glanced around with a startled air
DTS true, just what lsay-your father may think
that Pm going to make slave Of myself TO sup
port you, but he's mistaken. He's reiuAed to help
me in my business one single copper, though he's
able enough, You can go back to him as quick as
you like
Before the brutal husband had half finished the
sentence, his wife was on her feet, with cheek
deadly pale, and eyes almost starting from her head
Thomas Elliott was her husband and the father OF
her babe, and us such she had loved him with far
deeper love than he had deserved. This had caus-
ed her to bear with GOODNESS and neglect, and even
with positive unkindness without complaint. Sa-
credy had she kept from her mother even a hint
of the truth. Thus had she gone on almost from
the first; for only few moths elapsed before she
discovered that her image was dim on her hus-
bands heart
You needn't stand there staring at me like one
mooh-sruck'-he said with bitter sarcasm and d
curl of the lip. What say is the truth. Pm go
ing to give up, and you've got 10 go home to them
that are better able to support you than am, and
have better right too, I'm thinking
There was something so heartless ana chilling
| in tIln nj borh shnu bnt
Elliott made no attempt to reply. Covering hel
face with her hand, she shrunk back into the chain
! from which she had risen, more deeply miserable
than she had ever been in her life. From this
state she was reused by the imperative question,
Anna, what do you intend doing''
chat is for you to say'-was her murmured re-
ply,
Then, | say, go homo to your father, and ii
once.
Without word the wife rose from her chair
with her infant in her arms, and pausing only lon.
enough to put or her shawl and bonnet, left thu
house.
Mr. and Mrs Wyman were sitting alone late OF
the Afternoon Of the same day, thinking about ant
conyersing of their child. Neither of them felt too
well satisfied with the result of her marriage. |
required not even the close observation of a pa
rents eye, to discover that she was far from hap
Ply.
4 wish she were only SINGLE Mr.. Wyman II
length said. She married much too young-only
eighteen; and with cold hearted and fear un
prnciped aud neglectful husband. 1t is sad tC
think of it,
'But was married as young as she was, Mr.
WymanH
yes; but Aatter myself you made a much bet
ter choice Your condition at eighteen was very
different from what hers now is. As said before
| only wish she were single, and then | wouId'n
! on m hnr Dla rpdi tart Iyn I
come?
Il can't help wishing sha had refused Mr.. ELL
Oft If she had dove so, she might have heen mar
ried to a much better man long before this. Mr.
Carpenter is worth dozen Of him. dear! thi
marriage is all a lottery after all. Poor Anna sh
Is, not happy
At this moment the door opened, and the chill,
Of whom they were speaking, with her infant il
her arms, came hurredly in. Her face was dead
ly pale, her lips tightly compressed, and her eye
widely distended and fixed.
Anna" exclaimed the mother, starting up quick
y and springing towards her.
my child what ails your was eagerly asked b.
the father, as he, too, rose up hastily.
But there no reply. The heart Of the chilli
was to full. She could not utter the truth. ShC
had been sent back to her parents by her husband
but her tongue could not declare that! Pride
shame-w0unded affections, combined to hold bacl
her words. Her only reply was to lay her babe ii
her mothers arms, and then flung herselfupoh tn
bosom of hcl father
All was mystery then, but time soon unvee,
the cause oftheir daughters strange and suddel
appearance, and her deep anguish-the truth grad
uuy came out that she had been deserted by he
husband, or what seemed to Mrs. Wyman mor
J disgracelul STILL had been sent home by him. Bit
terly did she execrate him, but it awaited nothing
, Her ardent wish had been gratifed Anna wa
, enra yed Mt sixteen. alas she had come home
deserted wife and mother And SO she remained
| Her husband never afterwards came near her
/ And now, at thrifty with daughter well grown
she remains in her fathers house, quiet thought
e full dreamy woman, who sees little in life that
attractive, and who rarely stirs beyond the thresh
: hold Of the house that shelters her. There ar
those who will recognize this picture.
4 So much for being engaged at slXtecn'
GUANo.-This very ferIizng manure has bee
introduced into this County by John G. Morriso