Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1845-08-28
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OUT OF HEART.
BY ELLEN ASHTON.

Why so sad, Ernest" said the young wife
to her husband, anectonately twining her arm
around his neck and kissing him.
He looked up with sad smo and replied,
" 1 am almost out of heart, Mary. think ofall
pursuits profession is the worst. Hero have
| been week after wesk and month after month
and may soon say year after ycar-waiting
for patients, yet without success. A lawyer may
volunteer in celebrated case and so make him
self known; but a physician must sit patiently in
his office, and, if unknown, Gee men without half
his requirements rolling in wealth, while he per-
haps is starving And it will como to that"
he added bitterly " if / do not get employment"
An unbidden tear started into the wifa's eye,
but she stroye to smile, and said,
" Do not despond, Ernest. know you have
been unfortunate so far, but you have talents and
knowledge to make your way, az soon as you get
start. And, depend upon it," sha added with
d cheerful look, " that will come when you least
expect it."
$50 you have told me often; but the lucky
hour has never come" said her husband despon
DINGHY.
"And now every cent of my little fortune han
been expended, and our credit will soon be gonc
when it is found we do not pay. What then il
to become of usl'
Ernest was in a mood which the most sanguint
sometimes experience, when disappointment ha
crushed the spirit and the voice of hope is NJ
longer heard within. His wife would have qiver
way to tears, if she had been alone; but she fel
the necessity Of sustaining him and answere,
choerfully.
"And what if every cent is Comet Have NJ
fear that wo shall starye. God sent ravens t.
feed Elijah, and he will interposo for our aid
Trust in him, dear Ernest"
The husband felt rebuked, as she thus epok
and answered less despondingl7.
" But really, Mary, this want of success wou
try the stoutest spirit. The mechanic, the da
laborer is sure Of his food and raiment, but I al
ter having spent years in study, have wasted year
besides waiting for practice: and now when al
my fortune is gone, if resort to other means c
livelihood | lose all have spent, both time an
money, and must forever abandon the idea {
pursuing my profession 1t is too hard!,' an
no arose and walked the room with rapid stride
His wife sighed, and remained silent.
But after amoment or two she arose, went up t
him, and fondly enciclmg him with her arm sale
" dear Ernest, you must not worry yourself ST
You think painful for me to bear poverty,
know, or you would not take it so hard but
woman never regards such things when she love-
A crust Of bread, log-cabin would be prefer
able to me if | shared them with you, than pa
ace with any other. But it will not come to THU
Something within assures me you will yet b
great and rich. Have patience only for littl
longer. There-there is a knock Of the doc
now---it may be for you"
As if her words had been prophetic, the littl
girl, their only servant, appeared at this cris
aad said the doctor was wanted in great burr
With an exulting smile his wife ran for his ha
nd patiently waited his return.
1t was almost the first summons that the youn
physician had received though he had resided
the village for more than year. The place. toe
was large and populous, but there were sever;
medical men oflarge practice, and all these cou
,5Ded 30 put down their Young rival More TIM