Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1846-09-17

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encompassed by every luxury wealth can procure
IS to me an unspeakable comfort. You cannot
know, Ellen, with what idolatry mother loves
an only child nor can you, therefore, compre-
bend how anxously would guard her from ev.
cry trial or privation that could beset her path
in life My income is so small that with me
she must suffer many privatous both as to pleas
ures and comforts that will now be showered
upon her with liberal hand; and | own anti
cipate her marriage with as much happiness as a
mother can look forward to separation from
her only child
And now the preparations were rapidly ma
king for the marriage, and every day brought
some new inery to deck the pretty bride, who
was in one continued ecstasy at every fresh i'm
portation; and when the weddng-day arrived
and brought with it c0rbeiUe from Mr.. Gilmer,
which, when opened disclosed bouquet of six
teen white camelias, and underneath the bridal
veil of costIiest lace, with other elegances too
numerous to MENTION she fairly danced in her
childish glee as she threw the veil over her head
and flew to the mirror; and the only shadow of
doubt that crossed her fair young face that day.
was lest Martille, that most faithIess of coifcws
should disappoint her in the evening.
The veil is at last arranged, with its orange
buds and blossoms, and as the sparkling, white
dress floats around her airy figure, prettier
brighter, more graceful creature has rarely CLAN
ced across this world than that beauteous young
BRIDE and Mr.. GiImer as he stood beside her,
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fitted to perform the part of father than of groom.
As his friend Mr.. Lowndes gazed upon the
flashing eyes and glowing cheeks of the young
beauty, and heard the merry tones Of her childish
voice, and then glanced round at the small rooms
and plain furniture of her mothers house, he
perfectly comprehended the infatuation of his
friend and the motives of his bride.
CHAPTER II.
That may gar one cry, but it Gamma gar me mind
Heart Of Mid Lothian.
Well, Charlotte said Mr. Gilmer, after they
had been married about six weeks, suppose
our wedding gaieties are nearly over?
oh, hope not cried she, looking almost
aghast at the idea. why they have scarcely
more than begun There would be very little
use in being bride indeed, if it we're to end so
soon she continued
So soonP replied her husband. Why Il
should think that even you would be tired of this
incessant gaiety fairly long for one quiet din
ner and evening at home.
i agree with you,' she returned, the din
ncrs are borcs. To be obliged to sit four or five
mortal hours and talk is very dull But the balls
are delightful, and hope may continue these
three months, You don't dance, however, she
added, 'and don't wonder you find it tresome.
Mamma used to complain Of it too, and dare
say it is dull to you old folks who look on But,
to us who waltz, you don't know how charming
it is and as she shook back her curles and
looked up in his flee, with such an expression
of youthful delight, he was compelled to swallow
with good humor the being classed with Nam
ma and the old folks unpleasant as it might
be, in the hope that she would soon be weary of
this heartless gaiety, and ceasng to be child,
put away childish things
Finding, however, that her youth was more
than match for his patience, he soon wearied
Of playing the indugent lover, and within two
months after their marriage he said,
Charlotte after tonight we go to no more
evening parties. am thoroughly tined ofthem,
and You have had enough for this season.
She would have demonstrated but the decs-
ion, almost amounting to sternness with which
he spoke, startled her, and she only pouted with
out replying Her usual resource, to complain
Of her husband to her mother, was left her, and
Mrs. Vlrlan's spirit quickly fired at seeing her
darling child thwarted, and she slid with the
feeling more natural than judlcious in mother
n-Iaw,
Tell your husband, Charlotte, that if he
does not wish to CO. am always ready to ac-
company you, and the young wife returned tri~
umphanty to her husband to say that mamma
would take her to Mrs. Johnson's' Mr.. Gilmer
could not reasonably object to the arrangement,
little as he liked ii but thus Mrs Vivian laid
foundation Of dislike between her son-n law and
self that took root but to flourish and strengthen
with time.
Mrs. Vivian calling soon after on her daugh-
ter, found her pouring over a large volume most
intently.
what are you reading Charote2" inquired
her mother.
oh, she said, tossing the book llom her, the
stupidest thing you ever read Mr. Gimer in
sisted on my reading it. He wants me to cul-
tivate my mind, to read and think, but won't
think for him, she said, pettishly pushing the
book from her, che can't make me do that, do
what he will. Now is it not hard?' she said,
appealing to her mother, that just as l have left
school, [ should be surrounded by masters and
forced TO study! He insisted on engaging Sig
nor F. to give me Italian lessons, as he says that
time will hang heavily on my hands if have
nothing to do when he is absent Not nearly as
heavy, | can tell him, as when have something
to do don't like. And then, these stupid din
ners he acW give, where he has only grave, sen.
sibe old men. If I thought was to lead such
a life as this, would have married young mar
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