The Evansville daily journal. [volume] (Evansville, Ia. [i.e. Ind.]) 1848-1862, 1850-08-17

of his room. De Forrest Earle upon his knees,
praying. My heart OWNED the cause and l
blessed God for this happiness to my best, my
dearest friend.
Ere proceed farther let me say few
words in regard to quality Of Earle's mind.
which at this time discovered to be its pre-
vailing misunderstanding excessive sensi-
tiveness and pride-not haughtiness, but a
pride which shrank loathingly from augh, like
seli-desecration. In some instances il amount-
ed almost to monomana. As soon as the first
grateful flush Of thankful love was over, the
morbid fear came on him that Ee-he: the
poor yet proud schoolmasier-ha wooed
and won Miss Leslie because she was rich,
and it was only by representing to him the
humiliation and agony of Anna, that could
induce him 10 forego writing her note of
farewell, and leaving US forever. But they
were married, and long life of unalloyed
happiness seemed opening before my friend
and his beautiful young wife.
They had their portraits painted by an ar
fist of great ability, and all were delighted
with the fidelity of the likeness but astonish-
ed at freak of the painter, who chose to dis
play rocky. billy background: with storm
brewing overhead. To-be-sure The sombre
color of the clouds beautifully relieved the
fair complexion and sunny tresses of the bride
and the noble face of the groom, and this was
the painters excuse.
A friend Of both Earle and myself remark
ed to me that the painting was prophetic, and
this was true.
Three years had rolled away and Earle
rich, young, genius, and in possession Of
beautiful wife, seemed to have attained the
Ultima Thule of earthly desires; when, by
the request of his friends, he was induced 10
offer for seat in Congress. The opposing
candidate was demagogue and he set all
the machinery of that viIlanous class in mo-
ton against his opponent. He discovered
Earle's weak side, and assaled him constant
ly with taunts as TO his original poverty and
his marriage with the heiress Miss Leslie
Earle's sensitiveness took fire, and from the
moment he first assembled the platform to ad-
He behelG all things with iaundiced eye
and even Lis home took a tint from the
"green and yellow melancholy" which pos
sessed him, till he seemed to dread taunt
from even his wife. So matters continued
for a couple of months, and every day the
clouds grew darker on his brow and the shad-
ow blacker over his heart. 1t was at this
time that The melancholy event occurred
which destroyed him. have said that An
ma was quick tempered, and though she loved
her husband even more passionately than her
lover, this failing would sometimes peep out.
One day Earle had just returned from ad.
dressing a meeting, at which his opponent
had been even more abusive than usual. 1t
was the depth OF summer, and oppressively
hot. He, with his servant, had ridden far
and long, and wearied and sad he returned TO
his home. Vexed by some lirle fault of a
negligent domestic, and irritated by the ex-
treme heat, Anna was engaged in regular
scold, and her beautiful features inhamed as
they were. aided but little to remove the sad
ness Of Earie's overburdened spirit. He beg
ged her mildly, to refrain and spare him that
additional pain, when with all the temper OF
her race in her eyes she turned and desired
him coldIy, to allow her to correct her own
servants, and not interfere with what did not
belong to him. g Not belong to me. Anna r.
said he, with the most melancholy information
- 4 Ill
"No, cried she, "they are mine, all mine
were they not mine--did you give them to me
or to you?"
"You did, Anna-you gave them all
take them all again." So saying he turned
and left the house.
The next day he was gone, none knew
whittier. A letter was brought t. Anna, on
reading which her agony was beyond descrip-
ton, and days passed over her while she was
raving in violent deIirium. never learned
what was in the letter, nor DO think its con-
tents would be a fitting thing for any, save
her for whom il was meant. But so soon as
she recovered enough TO move about, she lit
orally forced me to accompany her in search
for Earle. At last we found him; but how
Stretched on single blanket, in a miserable
hut, dying-yes, reader-dying OF broken
heart. The blow was tpo much! When
Anna saw him, with wild cry of agony. re-
morse and Joy, she darted to his breast, and
with the words forgive, forgive" mutually
sounding on their lips sank upon the rude
couch.
with tbece ,vor,ls had two souls passed to