Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1848-09-28
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that He might eventually reform She would
speak nothing which should then lessen him in
the estimation Of Others.
Thus patiently and YEARLY she toiIed on
With her husband matters grew worse aud worse.
Now, unkndness was often melted out to her,
whence nought but kindness came. This vas
the hardest stroke of ALL She had borne poy-
erty, want, toll and loneliness uncomplainingIy;
but when he gave her harsh words, ard blows
even, it was more than she could beal. Her
worn out energies relaxed, and she was laid on
a couch tf suffering A kind faithful neigh
Dor watched over her; for even then the husband
gave her but little notice She had been i'll
nearly week ere the physician was called He
then pronounced her dangerously i'll, and sought
Mr. Moore, telling him his fears The now
half sobered man, received the intelligence with
fearful shudder He had not deemed her thus
ILL., Once more all the former husband revived
in his BOSOM and he fastened TO her couch
Never before had he noticed her altered lock-
rhn and pale, she SEEMED mure corPoo than
his once fresh and blooming Ady. She knew
him not, but in her Inconsistencies called
Y,
name. With all the eloquence Of heartfelt love
and anguish, she would pray Heaven to preserve
her companion, TO restore him again to her as
in the days of their FIST welded love. Never
word of censure passed her lips. This he
could have borne but to see how devotedy she
still loved him, how he had wronged and neg
lccted her, was too much. His heart was touch
ed ; and there by her bedside, and i'll the sight
Of Heaven, the humbled and rcpentant man
prayed his God for forgiveness.
For an entire week Ady laid in that unconscious
state Like fond and careful mother did her hus-
band watch over her, and minister to her every want
All reader, general opinion to the contrary, notwth.
standing, man can be the kind and gentle nurse, when
his affections are connected and death threatens his
loved ones cannot assent to the oft repeated asser-
ton, that he is only fitted for business" That he
must be fitted for as matter of course, it is now
and ever has been, duty dGvoving upon him to care
for that department. But has he not heart as warm
and good and true as beats meath woman's gentle
frame? True all have not, neither are all females
the same; but to know that kindness and sympathy
are to be found in the steer SEX have but to look
among my list Of friends, and in the gratitude of my
own swelling emotions.
Ady arose from that couch of suffering, but never
again to health. Consumption had fastened itself up
on her vltas, and she withered daily nvan her hus-
band cssayed to stay the destroyer. He was too firm
ly bent on claiming his precious victim. Restored
perfectly 10 HIMSELF the husband could not part with
her For him, too Ady prayed to live, though to her
death had lost its severest sting ht of leaving her
husband drunkard.
The following spring they returned TO Ady's peace
full and quiet home. There it was not known how
she had suffered-there no one remembered the past
against him, and she was happy. But" asked l.
as closed her curative, you not afreid tho
tempter may come again, and your husband yield to
: him."
49, no. no !" replied she quickly. "Now he is too
strong to be swayed thus. did fear it for time, but
! not now not now !" and her eye rested on mine with
pure and child like expression of counenance.
But should he be left alone" continued |, still
faithless.
Even then, do not fear it, answered she quick
ly. He has suffered too much ever to return believe
, me- Could you but know his heart as l do you
! would not doubt it more.
'And will not, answered, seeing that it troubled
her.
Ady failed gradually but could not remain. Liza
few weeks returned to my home; but ere the autumn
al leaves had fallen, they wrote me she dead.
few lines from Mr. Moore accompanied them-let me
gu tie from them.
'You and you alone, of all Adys friends, know wha
bore her to her grave but God you never know
the anguish of my heart She was an angel in my
o pathways but sighted her. 1t was who laid her OIL
couch of sufforngI who bore her to her last, Ions
homc Heaven forgive me, for can never forgive my
! self Can a murderer find peace? and was not
murderer? God grant that 10 other husband may b.
left to do as have DONE
. 'Amen' came up from my heart as read the clos
ing sentence.
. One year more and the husband slept beside hi
wife, but if ever true repentance washed away sill
y then was his washed away. They told me that n
!, died calmly and peacefully; and could well imagn
that it was thus for he not going to meet Ady?
u Reader, my sad sketch is done, Should it awake
the heart of one wife, to be ever kind and gentle
D. the erring one even though that he be the husban
e of her bosom, then is wish accomplished. That ma
ID win him back to her, but harshness never Old Fe
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