The voice of freedom. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1839-1848, 1846-06-25
From The Ray.
THE BROKEN HEART.

ed in the lap of luxury accustomed 10 IL
refnements of the polished circle, but un
fortunately more fashionable than solid!
educated. Her beauty and vlvaclty bro
her many admirers, and. In consequence
of her superficial education, exposed he.
TO their lllteries, and led her almost in
sensibIy into the sin of coquetry. She
had offers from The brainle3s crew tina
danced attendance upon her, and offers
from some serious and rejecting men,
Among these latter, Edward Berkly would
have made her lie one of happiness. f1e
was a plain man, a thriving farmer, who,
though well educated, and possessing q
cultivated intellect, with sound, practical
good sense, could, and often did, harness
his own horses and hold his W plough.
His manners were pleasing; he possessed
tina! true, genuine pollteness which springs
from goodness OF heart.
But with all these advantages. and with
a sincere and devoted attachment TO Mary,
she rejected him, and for no reason which
she could assign TO herself, save the fool
ishly whimsical one, that his head was a
little bald. Ii is needless 10 follow her
through her many conqueSts, and 10 name
the unfortunate s~uitorS, who bowed, sci.
dom in earnest, always in vain, at the
shrine of her beauty. Her fame spread
beyond the limits of her immediate vicini-
iy, but as rumor spread beyond the fame
Of her attractions, so did these attractions
begin 10 lose their charms. Years will
impress their dtteriorating stamp even on
the roses Of beauty. and charms of novelty
and freshness were passing away. At a
country mcrrymaking, Mary met with
Mr.. George Hewett, u young and voluao
BILE attorney at law. He heard Of the
beautiful Miss TiIden. sough. and obtain,
cd an introduction. and, prompted by sor-
did motives alone, sought the advice OF
her parents, and fearful that her days Of
triumphs was past, and thinking that Hew-
cit was rich, the mother aud Mary strong. |
Iy inclined to favor his advances, the cau>
tious father more reluctantly yielding his
They were married, and in few short
months her father and mother fell victims
to a fatal epidemic, which swept over
the neigborhood. This was the first seri-
Gus shock Mary had received. She was
soon. however destined to reap the bitter
fruits of mercenary love. When Hewett
found out that his father in-law left a bare
sufficiency TO pay his deb's, and those,
which he himself had contracted in antis
OF the property OF his wife, must
soon press heavily upon him, his mortif>
cation and disgust could not be concealed.
Returning home from a ~neighboring tav-
ern, where he had vainly been endeavor-
ing to drown his cares in intoxication, he
charged his wife with deception, in APP
pearing as she did before her marriage,
when she must have known the condition
of her fathers finances. 1t is needless, as
it would be painful. to trace the sad record
If rebuke, recrimination and violence,
hrough'lhe tedious period Of Hewett's ca.
'eer. His profession yielded him but lit
le,-that went at the grog shop or 10 the
table; it did not, could not last
iong.
The same day that the husband sunk
oto a dishonorable grave, the wife became
mother.
Mary Hewett was still a proud woman
her spirit had been crushed, not brok-
IN. She sold whatever was left of her
ormer and better days, and removed 10
he city. She could. she thought, there
ind employment. Alas how little did
she know of the world! How different
he result from her anticipationsl From
loor 10 door did she trudge her weary
way ; ii was all 10 no purpose /; she was
stranger, and the world trusts not a a
Granger. Despair succeeded failure, !
crept on apace, and the beautiful !
girl was now a wretched mendicant-a
beggar. Oh the bitterness Of
hat moment, when for The first Time the
drinking hand was extended to the stran.
to the cold and careless paSser-by a
md then unnoticed. Again she strove r
With the finer feelings of her heart, and
gain, after a day of toll, not of body, but d
If soul, she had barely enough to provide /
+ scaEiy meal, in her cold, dark cellar, "
herself and her starving child. Alas a
lid the lhoughtless, giddy and exlrava- t
,ant but know the history of the wretch c
hand is stretched forth 10 solicit a !
title from their wasteful abundance. how
liferent might be the relations Of society !! p
1t was a chilling day in autumn, one Of a
hose coquettish days, when a gleam Of c
un>shino will dart athwart your path, re- l.
you of the departing gIorics OF f
funmer, and anon a dark cloud will Il
ipreal its frown over every object fore. -
'hadowing the gloom OF sullen winter v
Mary was at the corner OF the crowded p
treet, the multitude were Fastening TO !
ind fro in pursuit of pleasure or business, II
of joys end sorrows-the pleas a
lres or miseTies Of others-all intent on
self,-what chance had she for v
:elief2 But habit is second nature, and $
Lfler the first onnreSSiYe sense of derrada. \