Fremont weekly freeman. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1850-1853, 1851-07-05

went to that of Constance. He knocked quick
ly; she opened, He rushed in and caughS
her in his arms, and imprinted on her lips and
cheeks and forehead dozen kisses
3 Charles are you mad ? What is the mat
ter2aaWill you be quietg ne
Ny beloved Constance, am so happy, ,andl
/ know it is all your own doing. 1 have sold
my pictures, and l have a portrait to paint -
But sly being as you are, you have forgotten
that only last Sunday, you told me all about
Madame Pelissier.' ,
! You are offended, CHARLES
+ Offended, my dear little Wife-4'
Your wife, Charles. ] dare rot hope for
that An artist great artist for you surely
will be one, cannot marry poor work girl
see now how wrong have been. But
oeyer thought of the future / am happy in
your society and / forget
Constance, there is but one Joyous hope in
this heart, and that is the hope TO see you my
wife. Without you there is no future for me-
Constance, why do so many youthful genius
es fall by the way, why do so many men oil
promise and greatness die away unknown.why
doso many poetic and godlike hearts sink in
to obscurity, but that they are alone?'
We artistes, more than any men, need 81
guiding star. Ours is home work, and there
is no home where woman is not How would
yenhaye a man have patience through the
daily drudgery ofhis labor, with nougha but
four grim walls to gaze at No, wemusi nave
a voice to cheer us, an eye to beam on US,
"a lip to smile at us, and press on ours; and
that voice, that lip, and that eye, must be the
voice and lip and eye of woman Constance,
it is we alone who know what woman Is, and
who alone know her value. She is not the
plaything and toy of the proAigate, the slave
aud drudge efthe sordid, the obedienE serf Of
the Buckingham of business, bui the cona-i
|panion and equal of the man of intellect--theI
only real man amid the worlds millions
Constance, there are angels in the heavens
above, and If, BY Gods blessing, we are to see
them, our eyes accustomed TO such dull OBJ
jects as this world discloses in its ordinary
pictures. would be dazzled by their brightness
had we not woman given US to prepare our
minds easily for any amount of beauty in the
future spiritual existence. You, Constance,
aresmy guiding star, my angel. With you l
shall succeed. without you shall fail. Alone
and unaided ]. cannot walk. Give me thy
hand, be, oh be. my wife,
| What could the fond and loving girl reply
/ to this speech--to the many a raphsody
tlivered in accents of profound convictions, and
with eyes that flashed, though brimful of tears |?
She promised 10 become his wife, and then,
when the delight Of Charles had little abatl
ed its first violence, they sat down 70 discuss
their plans " 4.
| Madame Pellissier had given thousand
francs f4o) for the two pictures, in France a
most exorbitant price But then, Madam E
was an artist herself. and paid like one; while
Charles, modest as he was, set too high price
upon his own genius, TO be astonished at any
thing ofthekind. The lovers very sagely rea-
soned that in paris they might very well start
in life with q thousand francs, and they
agreed that tthey should be married while they
had the money! Constance was an orphan,
and Charles answered for the consent of his
old mother, his only parent, 80 that they were
as happy as ever we're two single minded be-
fings, who were wise enough to know that if
we cannot find happiness in welded love, we
cannot find it at all asszisa iiisa
/ On the following Monday, Charles paid a
visit to Madame Pellissier. He was now neat
| ly and cleanly dressed, and though still pale,
not so cadaverous looking as he had beenon
the former occasion. The young widow re-
ceiyed him very warmly. She had been much
charmed with him on the former occasion, and
had looked forward with pleasure to the sec
ond sitting. To the young mans surprise she
gave him the address of half a dozen friends
who desired to avail themselves Of his talents,
Charles was overwhelmed with Joy. His
dream Wes now realized, and he could sup
port himself and wife by his art. There was
no longer any necessity for beginning lifein
the very humble way which at FIRST the young
couple had decided on.
Madame. / thank you warmly both for my
self and Constance ssHi 1s.s d s9 es.
.And Conslancep said Madame Pellissier,
turning very pale; though without being no.
ticed by the artist, who,was fixing his easelin
good light. 1, s. es5af o1.E e
Yes Madame To her--she could not de.
ny til eve my first start inAmy profession.
j have long loved her, and now that fortune
smiles on me, Il mean atonce to make her my
wife, e1dgi4 -.5I 1a a0lssue 5di 71 sai =
You do well and nobly,' said Leonie, with
a sickly smile; and then she added to herself.
Thank God, he has spoken so plainly. / GER
taLiiiy hoFS hAhOiA q great llhHlS 10 uA1iS Oul
crushed so early. it will not take root Cour.
age my woman's heart ~ is 5zas
| / am ready. Madame d 3fot
And l am at your disposition exclaimed
Leonie. very gaily, and then the sitting com
menced. ae4H -ta 81 silat5
| The yonng widow, who with heart warm
and generous, was peculiarly open 70 roman.
tic passion, had certainly found her feelings
lean very strongly towards Charles Dupont
But as she had no intention of rivaling poor
Constance, she thus suddenly checked, sue.
ceeded in mastering what was as yeta mere
growing inclination. She felt rather proud oi
being able to do so. and promised herself gen,
tuine satisfaction in witnessing the happiness
of the Young couple. The artist was eminent
lyi successful in his portrait of Leonie. EN-
/ Eployment from that day was not wanting. and
at the end of a month, Charles and Constance
were married. They were happy and art
still happy, for they love one another. have
seldom seen more delightful meuuge thar
theirs The selfish and cold sneer at lov,
matches. but they confound them with pas
1 sion matches. Marriage is huge falseho0C