Carroll free press. [volume] (Carrollton [Ohio]) 1834-1861, 1849-06-15


mid-winter The snow was falling thick and
fast and the rude nouh wind played many
strange and fantastic game with It's fairy flakes.
Now here, aud there they danced about, I'LL like
a wearied child they slept al last upon the bos-
ON of their mother. earth. Not a sound save
the fury of the sIorm-king, disturbed the goo.
my hours.
The village clock had iusttoIed the hour of
ten, when man, wrapped in a cloak, and with
u muliied face, issued from low hOvel by The
way side. As the door closed alte. him. a soft
voice murmured. God help you Frank and
again all was sill. With much effort the man
braved the pitiless storm, and crossing to aHoIh.
er street ascended the steps of an elegant brick
building. He hesilaIed moment, Then rng
the bell. 4 servant obeyed the summons.
is your master wiIhu!' asked he in a digni
fled voice.
lie is; your name sir!'
'Tel him a gentleman wishes TO speak with
him.
Soon the servant returned saying that his mas
Ter would wait on him directly.
With a trembling step be entered the room,
and not daring to look around him, sunk upon
the nearest seat and covered his face with his
hands. Soon an approaching step and theopen-
ing door announced the expected inmate.
is your business with me, sir?' asked the old
gentleman approaching the visitor who had in
voluntarily risen on his entrance.
'lt is, sir
Then please to be expeditions, as company
awaits me-
The young man did as he was desired, and
throwing aside his disguise revealed pale aud
haggard counlenance, which Il, first made the
behoder start with horror; but Immediately re-
covering himself, he exclaimed in a harsh tone:
Frank Deaval, this is no home for you; be-
gone!'
'Oh! father spurn me not from you now
Help! only hell p! and as he said this he threw
himself on his knees before him.
Call me not lather!' exclaimed Mr.. DeIava
in voice almost sutocuted with rage. Il no
longer acknowledge you as a son:'
But replied the young man, 'hear me for
humanitys sake-lor the sake of Ella, my
wife
Breathe not her name,' exclaimed the old
man, striking his cenched fist, 'Iet her suffer
she deserves it' and shutting the door violently
he left the room.
For moment, Frank seemed moloness,-
then rising, he cast glance at the portrait Of
his sainted mother, and left the house an altered
man. The iron had entered his soul. Hnher-
to he had hoped that his father would roleut--
would forgive him, although he had wed the
poor and IOwly Ella Morv9n. But! there are
some hearts which will not relent: and woe!-
woe to those who come within their influence
CHAPTER II
To bear unshrinking all the blows of fate,
Nor dream that woe, which thou canst feel is still
Borne with him-this is moman's love-
MRS. MORTON
On scanty bed, in cold and dreary room
slept an infant A smile was playing on its dim.
pied chin, and its hands were clasped as if in
spoItive gIee. Bending over it with a pale and
anxious eve, was the wasted form of the once
beautiful Ella Morven. tear was on her
cheek as she kissed the fair forehead of the
child, and hushed ii quietly 10 rest. Then ris-
ing she exclaimed:
Rest thee there, my child, and may thy
young heart no'er know the sorrows Of thy mo-
ther'
YEARLY, YEARLY passed the time to this lone
aud silent watcher The clock pursued its un-
ceasing course from hour 10 hour, and yet she
was alone-aonel and he that should have been
with her there, sat at the gaming table over the
wine cup. Oh! man where is thy heart!-where
the vows londly pledged scarce three years since
when thou did'st lead that gentle girl to the bri-
dal altar! Alas! where many others have gone
before them! Vengeance will follow thee.
The clock struck three, and as its last ringing
died away, step was heard approaching the
door. The wife flew to open it, and caspng
her arms about him exclaimed
Oh! am so glad you have come, Frank, for
have been lonely, very lonely and the bright
tears gathered in her eyes,
The husband gazed upon her a moment, then
casting her from him, exclaimed in harsh tone,
why have you waited my coming! Did not
bid you do otherwise?'
But thought you would be cold and hungry
she meekIy replied.
Hungry! Ella, hungry! no; I've had enough
for one night. I'm ruined, utterly ruined.
But Frank, why do you payl'
'And what would you have me do Ella!--
Work cannot-beg will not. There is no
other alternative. And my father has done it
he has made me what am, and may
Stay, stay, Frank, curse him not; he is the
father yet. But say, only say, that you will re-
lnquish the gaming table and all will be WE'LL
Saying this she led him 10 the bedside of the
sleeping child. For moment his heart SEEM
ed sollened, then again his fury returned.
And my father can know this muttered he
through his cenched teeth, 'and withhold his
helping hand
His wife perceived the change and gently lee
him away, and placed before him a neat bu
simple repast. He ate but little, for his hear
, was full. and soon retired. Ella kneeed by hi
bedside and offered up her nightly prayer.
seemed to touch his heart, and made him re
solve 10 lead different life. But alas! lo
r mans resolutions! How often are they broken
, CHAPTER III.
, 81 go with thee. will be thine,
: In veal, in want, in wo"