The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1851-05-29

mot, their KIND nelghbor, and an old nava
, officer, that mamma was in very grea
trouble" and TO entreat that he would come
10 her forthwith.
Under arrest !--disgracej, disgraced !
my Richard, my husband! oh, my husband p
!! p Mrs. Temple was sitting on the floor as
she uttered these despairing words, with an
open letter IN her hand; but there was not o
tear upon her clay pale face, though the
whilened lips were rigid with great agony.
/ "My friend, my friend !" she cried, as The
good old Captain of the navy raised her in
his arms from the ground, Tiny friend, my
only friend, | shall never hold upSmy head
again."
Truly, she had need of his friendship, and
as that poor, pale, afflicted creature cast her.
SELF in utter abandonment: upon the old
sailors breast, The tears poured down his
bronzed and honest face upon her shining
hair.
For three long weeks the miserable wife
of the drunkard, Richard Temple, waited in
all the agony of suspense the issue OF the
cour-martial sitting on board the "Rain.
bow" Evening after evening Captain Will
mot found her pacing her little drawing.room
her eye glazed and fearless, bat with those
black circles round them, that marked how
restless had been her state by day and night.
Oh, the agony of suspense /! how the dread
predominates over hope
The fatal news came at last. The broken
hearted wife ceased 10 pace the floor, the
faithful servant and the weary child sat be.
side The bed side OF the sufferer, and Cap
tain Wilmot awaited the arrival Of Richard
Temple.
When the unhappy man knocked at the
porch door of his cottage home, ii was
opened by Margaret, in deep mourning (;
there had been some delay in communica-
ting with him, and ere he could be prepared
for TIE shock, he learned from Captain Will
mot that his wiles constitution had sunk un-
der the minds aifliction, and he sat down
beneath the roof she had adorned for his re-
ception, widowed and ruined man.
Seven years passed away. Captain Will
mot was lying in the church.yard near the
child's unfortunate mother. Margaret, COM
PEELED to leave the service of the misguided
Richard Temple, hal married widow q
fisherman, with one son, and happy was the
wretched little girl when she could escape
from her miserable home 10 the fireside Of
her former nurse. ~
Perhaps, had God spared the gentle wife
10 the ruined Richard, he might have re-
covered in some measure, his position; but
God was merciful; and had spared the fra
aile creature burden too heavy for such as
her 10 bear.
The cottage she had ornamented was soon
dism antled, the garden became Wilderness
of weeds vicious woman had ere long
taken Margarets place, as house-keeper,
and poor Emma was sent TO day school al
-. The few people who remembered
her mother, looked with mingled pity and
horror OH the childs unwashed face, closely
| clipped hair, and Torn and soiled clothes, as
she wended her way, sometimes alone,
sometimes with troop Of children as rag
ged and dirty as herself, between her dess-
Grated home and the pretty school house in
by-street of the great seaport.
She had one friend In the world besides
Margaret this was Margaret's step son, a
boy little older than herself and when she
could not visit her former nurse, for her faith
er, in his drunken fits, would sometimes
| keep her al home TO spite the abandoned
woman he chose 10 place at his table--such
as it was--she would bound down to the
beach and forget her misery for awhile, as
she sailed her little ships in the pools under
the cliffs, or at times dared TO venture out
i'll the red-sailed wherry with Edwards bluff
but good natured father.
The two children were very merry one
day; it was noon in sultry summers
month, and a troop of giddy creatures were
Launching their tiny boats in shady creek.
Edward had made feast of apples, and
ships biscuits, and had caught some fish,
which were broiling on real fire; and they
were just about to euJoy their banquet when
a scream from Emma, and an upward glance
drew llle dteltiul VI tuo iittio SiON w aic
cliff above.
For there stood Mr.. Temple, Emma's
father. His ashy cheeks, his livid lips, and
blood-shot orbs, gave him the appearance Of
some frishtiul ogre and, mute with terror
they gazed on the apparition which had
"broke up the meeting with most admired
! disorder"
He sp,ang s,swn from the busy height in
10 The midst of the group.
oh papa, papa, forgive me !" sbrieked
his child, shrinking in an asony of dread
from an uplified leather strap; will go to
school directly, indeed will, but Mrs. Jones
said her bill was not paid, and T." /.
A bio W across the mouth silcnced the lips,
from which the blood now poured; the
children flew apart like startled birdsj but,
as the angry man raised the leather thong
again, Edward made dart at il; Temple
stepped back to bestow. heartier blow on
his opponent, but as he was preparing to
make rush at the boy, Edwards father
turne the angle of the rock, and stood be-
fore them.
$50 home, Mr.. Temple, for Code sake,