The miners' express. (Dubuque, Iowa) 1849-1854, 1849-06-06

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nearly sunset, and.Emms had remained to fin.
ish several drawings for her pupils She heard
from afar the bugle horn Of the stag e.coach
with which the driver always announced his
approach to the village.
she leaned her head upon her hands, and
wcpt. With the tears came memories of the
!oVed one who had always caressed her more
| fondlY when any light grief had oversha do we'd
her joyous spirit-yearning memories which
would not be stifled or subdued. "- '< .s&
+. 'Ab, Cecil she sobbed. what have done?'
how can live through this separation, my
husband7 and IL alone, am to blame'
A door opened from an adjoining room. and
Mrs Easton passing through, drew seat be.
side Emma g.
my child, you know me too we'll to think ]
have come to you with any motive of curiosity
heard your violent weeping, and hesitated
in disturbing you, but I overheard what know
you did not intend or wish me to know, and I
camc to tell you; and to beg Of you 10 make m 9
the confidsnt of your troubles will you tell
me, and let me sympathize with your
Il cannot--I cannot, sobbed Emma, they
are all my own fault, and deserve no sympa.
thy--you would only despise me if you knew.
i have studied your character for a month,
emma, and Iamsure you could never have
done anything Intentionally bad-nothing for
which l could despise you. offer you my
warmest sympathy for your sorrows, whatever
they are--will you accept them7'
No, l thank you, dear, kind, good Mrs.
Easton, but you do not know
No, Emma, know do not, neither shall l
unless you confide in me- and Mrs. Easton
drew her tenderly toward her. .....
Emmas heart opened at once. and clasping
the hand of her friend. she poured out in bro.
ken words the history of her married life.
Mrs. Easton was astonished at the recital
as tonished that Emma could have so resolute.
~ banished herself from such a home--aston.
ished IT the want Of knowledge of the world
which she had shown in Drawing its opinion
Her heart bled as she thought Of tho undreamt
of notifications which were in store for her
sensitive spirt-the many hours Of unavailing
regret which her impulsive act would cause her.
She saw at glance the agony of the hus.
band-the keen modification of the man of the
world--and the distorted view which Emma
had taken, forgetting in her own Indebtedness
the misery she was inflicting upon others, that
although all this Immediately presented itself
to her mind, she hesitated in infictng new
pangs in the heart Of the already sufficiently
suffering Emma.
Suddenly shadow Fitted past them. and
raising their eyes, they both rested them upon
the tall form which darkened the door way
how pale was the strikingly handsome face.
A step further, and Emma sprang into the out.
stretched arms. With wild sobs she chung q.
round his neck; and Cecil, weak from his pre-
vious illness, and overcome with the excitement
Of the meeting, staggered to seat; where,
supporting her in his rrms, he bent over her
with the fond look Of other days.
Mrs. Easton left them alone; and it was well,
for oh, there was so much to say. In that hour,
they read more of each others heart than ma
ny married couples have read in life tim c.
How bitterly Emma chided herself for causing
that wan and pallid brow!--how tenderly &C.
Gil folded his wife to his heart, resolving that
she should never have cause for grief again.
how filled were both their hearts with happi'
ncss that their troubles were SO soon over!
Again and again she questioned him. He
told her Of all the agony he endured, when ne
| found she had gone-of his severe illness. OF
the forethought of her parents, who had imme-
dlately discharged the servants, before they
had time even to suspect the absence Of their
mistress. The physician and an old nurse,
who had been for years in their family, had
been their only con0dants, and so we'll had ev.
cry thing been managed, that not one out oil
her imm ediate family suspected her absence
But how, Cecil, came you to think Of find
ing me here?'
Can you not agine, my dearestT
mo, have tried in vain to think
During my illness, a letter was sent TO me,
which, not having my place of business upon
it, was advertised before receivedit. When
opened it, found it from an old college friend.
.Ah, Cecil! and you know the whole? inter-
rupted Emma.
Yes, darling, know all--all the wretched-
| ness which my poor little wife must have endu.
red, before she could have yielded to such u
dread ful temptations; but let US bury the past
and live for the future; for this bitter lesson
will not be useless one. My friend wrote me
tho particulars Of his Getting with you, when
| where, &C., and asked if you were near re-
lative. I, with your father, imm ediately made
arrangements to travel-we left home the mex,
day, and your parents are now awaiting us il
New York, where we shall Join them and spene
the summer together in travelling.
| Il do not deserve such happiness she repli
J ed, her dark eyes glittering with tears.
| President Polk in Retirement.--The Wash.
ington correspondent of the Boston Courie,
| in speaking of the rumor that Mr.. Polk and
family would visit Europe during the com.
ing summer, says; "By the way, it will be
a new and attractive spectacle to see an Elk
President, accompanied by his accomplished
lady, both in the prime of life, after having
enjoyed the highest honors oftbe world, pas
sing portion Of the serene afternoon Of
their life in visiting the great theatres of re.
nown in the world. and mipgling..witb prin.
ces and potentates, who less obedient to the
will of the people, still hold their uneasy
seats at the heads ofcrumbling governments
The spectacle ofa man who has peacefully
assembled f ON the most humble station, tc
the head of one Of the greatest (soon to be
the greatest) power of the globe, in ODE
dence to the law and the wishes of the PEG.
pie who elevated him, has as TRANQUILITY laid
down the great powers with which be was
temporarily clothed, and descended to the
political level of the humblest ctizen-such
a spectacle, we say, will not be without its
moral power and influence over the minds o.
Europeans. every where, whether in high
station or in low.'' f-a~ ageE .,.,..s-
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organ, the National Intelligencer Of a late
date: ss a5 .ss .sa ta sE..ra ssais
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