Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1851-12-25


say,-do YOU hear me -
Marie made no reply-she still clung
TO him-her bonnet thrown back-her
black hair dlshevclled -her white face
turned up with so appealing a look that
/ Herbert thought no heart could resist
her. The next moment flung from him
rudely ard passlonately, she lay motion
less upon the floor Of that cherries
hail.
You have killed your child !" said
Herbert, as he bent over and raised her
IN his arms. "Mare, dearest Marie.
listen TO me Speak TO her Mr.. Mould
esley, ifyou are not fend. She is not
10 blamc-it is IL alone. told her
you would forgive u.s.
Never, God help me, said he be-
tween his closed teeth. " Let her die
now-better than she should live to beg
as she will ifshe goes with YOU"
" Devil" exclaimed Herbert, as be
cast a look of scorn and contempt upon
the revengeful and passionate counlen-
ance before hun.
He bore his senseless burden inlo the
parlor and laying her upon sofa, he
united her bonnet and cloak, and chat
ed her hands and forehead, calling Wild
ly for help.
Mrs. Warren, followed by some other
members Of the household, came TO his
aid, and Marie, in their experienced
hands, soon opened her eyes and looked
wildly about her.
" My father: where is he oh Her
bert do not let him leave me angry.
shall never be happy if you do"
Herbert bent over and whispered IA
few words 10 her. She bowed her head
upon her hands and wept Butterfly
Meanwhile, Mr. Moudesley, thwarted in
all his plans, retraced his steps TO the ho-
tel. lie had heard something of Her
berts journey west, and had followed
him as speedily as possible to prevent
his daughter meeting him. 1t would be
impossible 10 describe the rage which he
was in when he found upon his arrival
in the afternoon stage, that Herbert and
Marie bad left for an adjoining village IN
the morning. lie did not doubt their
intentions, but he knew that they were
now beyond his reach, and moodiiy he
sat down in the parlor OF the boarding
school striving TO smother the anger
which was raging in his bosom. Plan
after plan suggested itself to him, but
nome OF itein svore feasible, and he had
risen 10 leave wiIcu lac met thvm ia the
hall.
Mrs. Warren never forgot the expert
once of that day. and ever afterwards
tie Cousins of her schollls underwent a
rigorous examination.
CHAPTER ~.
Four ycats-iour years OF toll. Of sac
rfce, but of never ceusing love, had
passed since Marie marriage. Herbert
had redeemed the pledge she had made,
BUTT grievcd hun to the soul, and blight
ed all his Joy 10 look upon her wan and
palhd cheek-her fragile, wasting form
Many, very many times had he, for her
sweet sake, regretted his precipilancy
but he knew regrets were vain, and
manfully he bore il all, and s,roye in ev-
cry way TO compensate his beloved for
her sacrifice.
Marie felt his tenderncss-she well
nigh worshippcd him for ii, but the ar
row within her bosom ranked with lis
poisoned point, and ever in her ears
sounded the curse of he, unreasonable
father. She earnestly longed for her
fathers forgiveness, cruel as he had been
She pinned for her chrished mothers
smiles, and found the affection Of heI
darling husband, the prattling of her no
bile boy, and The Growing OF her infant
daughter incapable of filling the aching
void.
The winter and spring glided away
as the preceding ones had done, ano
midsummer found Marie, worn will
watching, beside the couch Of her frs
bomber boy. Their room was in an
inferior boarding house, IN a narrow
street Of the mos, thickly populated por
ton of the city. With every cconuml
they had found j, barely possible 10 live
from year to year, and they were mol
prepared for sickness.
Maric's heart was almost broken will
anxiety. She remembered her father
curse and hardly dared TO pray that i
might be ayerted. One morning when
l~e little sufferer slept, she knell besld,
him and prayed earnestly for life for her
boy-ior forgiveness for herself from
her earthly parents. She arose her
pleading tones had uwoke The sufferer.
Mother, did Doctor say must die p
said the ltlle fellow, and he fixed hi,
dark misty eyes upon her She ben
!, over him speechless with grief, and the
large tears fell in showers upon his pallid
face.
Don't cry SO, mother dear it will
; only make it harder for poor Willie Il
} leave YOU. shall find the way up tC
! God, dear mother. though the blue sky il
; so far, so very far off; and will ask Goo
10 send for you aud papa, and little Sis
! ter, and dear grandpapa and grandma
! ma, that you love so much
) His mother buried her face in the pill
low, striving 10 smother her sobs, while
little Willie stretched out his thin and
A.. ,.attaI Ia. haol