The Democratic pioneer. [volume] (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1845-1853, 1846-01-23


mothers bosom and folded close to her heart.
For several minutes she gave free vent to
her feelings, and then rai,ing her eyes, like
violets batned with dew, she kissed her mo-
ther, and "hispered-Forgive me this once,
mother, and you shall never see me shed
another tear for him. Henceforth shall be
firm
Vexed as Mrs. Elicit felt at Theodore's
conduct, still she could not but feel alarmed
for his happiness when she, with the keen.
sigbtedness Of mother, marked his wander
ing gaze and Huctuatlng cheek, and mourn
full we're the feelings with which she pressed
the hand Of her daughter; but she was assur-
ed her well regulated mind would teach her
to triumph over this first wound inflicted on
her heart, while, perhaps, Theodores more
feeble spirit would suffer in the confict--for
she had also marked the proud glance OF
the mortified bride and the lightning glance
with which she regarded Theodore as he
approached Mary; and too truely she faneied
that it had proved gall and worm~ ood to the
naughty temper of the undisciplined child OF
prosperity.
Years vanished and time had done his
work. Mary Elicit had glded into mature
and graceful womanhood. Mr.. Elicit had
been gathered to his fathers, leaving virtu-
GUS fame to console his friends, and the polg-
nant sorrow of his good wife had softened In
to that tender regret we feel for the good
who are gone. Mary had supplied her faith
er's place as well as daughter might, and
their small but well.managed estate permit
ted them to live in ease and comfort. Mary
had learned TO use time aright; and time, IN
return, had made her happy. True, vague
reports came that Theodore Morton was
ruined gambler in Paris--for the cities OF
the Union had been too narrow sphere ior
his spoils and beautiful wife, who was only
happy when surrounded by crowd OF Hat
terers. and he had lived for years abroad
but stories wanted confirmation, and Theo-
dore remained obsinately silent. AT length
a ci,y paper came, and as Mary read the an
nouncement of Isabella Mortrn's death,
strange thrill passed through her nervs tha'
aw oke her to more intense anxiety Tor the
fate of her childhood's companion Still nc
came not. and his name rarely passed hel
lips.
One evening Mary had been visiting
neighbor's sick children. Among them was
a little orphan whose mother was just deao
and as it rested its soft pale cheek on Mary''
BOSOM, an indeffnable emotion awoke IN mel
heart. 4 shall never be mother, was hei
involuntary thought, and the tears fell from
her eyes on the pale brow OF the little oape
Holy nature, thou art strong In oman!
The emotions this little incident had called
M had rendered her pensive, and as she slow
" walked home, twilight had gathred ovel
: the woodland through which lay her path
Suddenly a stranger enveloped in cloai
emerged from clump of trees, and placing
e child of year old in her arms, as suddeni!
disappeared. frightened and breathless, sh
ran to the house., and abruptly entering tn
sitting room, where lights were already pIa
= ced, dropped the child in Mrs. Elletfs lap
The cloak fell back from its face, and ther
;, sat the softened image of Theodore just a
= he had looAed twenty five years before, whe
: first Mrs. Elicit clasped her sisters little or
phan to her heart The same large hazel eyes
" luminous with their own light, the same How
ing brown curls and white brow, but softehe
- into feminine beauty.
= Again restless light beamed in Mary
q eve. Month after month rolled over, and
letter, no token came from Theodore. Ma
rvs figure grew tighter in its proportions, he
}, cheek more etherealized in its Transporter
e purity, and sometimes when the trlnges "er
y too suddenly Withdrawn, her dark eyes wer
d humid and heavy. The little Theodore ha
Is grown too dear to both.
n Another month and sealed packet with
= foreign post-mark came to the anxious Mr.
y Elicit. It ran thus-'Think not, best believe
y friends of any soul, that forgetfulness or e'
n arrangement caused me thus long to RENAL
n, silent. Oh, no; when felt most anguish,
d was fettered and might not complain. Su
q, fee it, was not happy husband ana 81
o who is gone could only receive happiness
= that which was to me q living death, and
is felt Compelled to yield to her whatever cou
,r sfatify her even at the sacrifice OF my cou
', try: Two years since ] became the father
p little girl, but, strange to say, that VIM.
n Welded such exquisite and yet mournf
e pleasure, was only source of annoyance
II my wife, who after her seclusion from soeIe'
oi flushed with frightened zestinto the dlsslp
,e tons OF this most dissipated city, and negle
r. ted cold caught after her confinement, W
SIS taken i'll and died. The day previous to n
* death she caused the nurse of our child
IN come to her apartment, and sending every Of
10 else away, was alone With her an hour. II
,e next morning nurse and child disappeare