The daily national Whig. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1847-1849, 1849-01-30
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" Poor thing do feel for her. Though
she is person ! never saw, yet hers seems
case Of such oppression on the one hand and
such patient suffering on the other, that one
cannot butn-
"Oh,I dare say you'll see her in the
morning, for she often steals out then, when
the wretch, suppose Is in bed"
But what could have induced girl to tie
herself to such a mann"
Well, don't know: the old story,
suppose-5aise appearances for no girl in
her sensescould have married a man with his
habits, il she had known Of them beforehand
There is. sometimes kind Of infatuation
about women, ! allow, which seems to blind
them to the real character of men they are
in love with but in this case don't think
she could have known how he conducted
himself, or she certainly would have paused
in time. Oh, the wretch, have no patience
with him!n ~ sa,
This little dialogue took place in one Of
those neat, bright, clean-windowed, gauzy
curtaned houses, which form so many pretty
districts within walking distance Of the
mighty heart Of the great metropolis, and
between two ladies, the one the mistress OF
said nice booking cottage villa, and the other
her guest, country matrion who had just
arrived on a visit to her own town friend :;
and the object of the commisseration Of both
was the occupant Of alarger and handsomeer
villa exactly opposite, but apparently the
abode Of great wretchedness
The following morning Mrs Braybrook
and her guest Mrs. Clayton, were at the
window Of the paFor, which commanded
full view of the dwelling Of the unhappy
Mrs. Williams when the door quietly open
ed and was as quietly closed again by the
lady herself
There she is, poor SOUL" cried Mrs
Bravbrooke; "only look how carefully and
noiselessly she draws the gate after her
She seems always afraid that the slightest
noise she may make, even in the street, NAV
wake the fellow who is now, dare saw.
sleeping oti the effects Of last nights dissi-
patton"
Mrs. Clayton with all the genial warmth
Of truly womanly heart, looked over, and
followed with her eyes as lar as the street
allowed, this qulet-looking, bfoken-spirted
wife, investing the whole figure, from the
neatly trimmed straw-bonnet to the tins Of
the bright little boots, with most intense
and mysterious sympathy; then fixing her
anxious, interested gaze on the onposjte
house, she said Sand how do thcy live:
How do people under such circumstances
pass the day. II is a thing | cannot compre-
hend for were Clayton TO act in such wav.
am sure | could't endure it week"
sit does seem scarcely intelligiblc,n an
swered Mrs. Braybrooke "but III tell YOU
how they appear to do. She gets up and has
her breakfast by herself-for, without any
'wishto pry, We can see straight through their
house from front to back. About this time
she often comes out, suppose, to pay
VISIT or two IN the neighborhood, or perhaps
to call on her tlades-peoplc and you will
see her by-and-by return, looking IN. as she
approaches, at the bedroom window and
if the blind be drawn up, she rushes in,
thinking, | dare say, to herself aHow
angry he will be il he comes down and finds
that am not there 10 give him his break
fast " Sometimes he has his breakfast AZ
twelve--at one-at two, and have seen |
him sitting down to It when she was havina
her dinner" 1
:" And when does he have his dinner;n
p" Oh, his dinner dare say in a differ
ent sort Of thing from hers--poor woman
He dimes, suppose, at a club, OF with his
boon companions, or anywhere, in fact, bu.
81 home,"