Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1852-05-26
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,.I have not die heard to 40 ao."

" one of the kind denominated milk sops:
can't you manufacture little spirit for
the occasion ? What in the world do you
allow yourself to be trodden upon in this
manner for, you little simpleton 2"
"I am Just as God made me-" meekly
replied Mary Trevor, a fragile, snow drop
Of woman, as she arose from her seat
and moved languidly to the window. al
don't pretend to much wisdom, ! certain
ly have very little strength of will. and as
to scolding, I have neither inclination nor
lungs enough. There's only one thing l
oan do thank God, can pray to Him tor
poor Henry, and live in hope OF bis re-
FORM"
"Mary Trevor, you don't pretend to
SAY YOU love Henry as we'll as you did in
the first few years of your married life,
you can't, the thing Ia impossible what
with his habits, and his almost upcontrol.
liable jeSlousy-why he will take your
life sometime in one of his desperate fits
mo, nos don't tell me that you love Hem
ry Trevor as you did, won't believe
Mary's only answer was q rnournful
smile hers was nature--and there are
such, strange as it may seem-that loved
on, against hope, against everything and
though she did not experience that holy
outgushing of affection which once re-
vealed itself in every look and action, yet
the principle was essentially the same -
though her husband was changed, she
still loved him, and if it aOas silly, as how
many strong minded woman would pro-
nounce it, still as she had said, she could
not help it.
In the evening Mary's garrulous visi-
tors had departed, and the neglected wife
sat alone. with only sorrowGul thoughts
for companions. The fire in the tiny CRATE
shone out CHEEKY, and the we'll worn fur
niture cleaned brightly, for it had been
of the costliest kind, and Mary had never
suffered its polish to grow dim, The
room was very spacious, and contained
the all of Henry Trevor's worldly goods
in the household way a little cradle stood
neatly made in the corner; but the inno-
cent face that had once pressed the snow
pillow, had long rested on colder bed.
Everything was neat and clean, and
even this poor place might have been a
paradise, but that the tiend Intemperance
was its presiding and evil genius.
Mary sat for long time plunged in 81.
lent reverie /: she was thinking, as she of.
ten did, of earlier, happier days the
wreath was again twined in her shining
locks, the broidered slipper enclosed her
little foot, the soft bridal veil fell from
her round, white shoulders, the rich folds
of satin hung, wavy and glistening, over
her graceful form /; she was loved and
loving, again apeerless Dung wife, beau-
tiful creation.
She arose softly, and still musing, trip.
ped lighter than was her wont towards
the old fashioned secretary, and opening
little drawer, took from thence several
packages of letters and well-woln manu-
script book. Then she drew the little
stand closer, trimmed the light, and with
more than one sigh proceeded to arrange
the papers,
AS she was intently perusiug one of
them, the tears stood in her sweet blue
eyes more than once she read aloud, and
the written words fingered lovingly on
her pale lips. At that moment a dark
face, unknown to her was peering in at
the window its eyes glittered, and the
massy black locks laid heavily ON the
pane the paramount expression seemed
that of rage, and a dark scowl made the
high brow almost fendish.
1t was the face of the degraded Trevor;
at an unusually early hour he had re-
turned on that evening, just enough in
famed by the wine he had drank to feel
the full force of his besetting passion
Stealthily he turned the lock of the door,
and with the utmost circumspection, tread
ing like cat, he entered the room unob.
served by his wife, She still read on,
sometimes weeping and presently putting
the letters aside, she raised the little book,
slowly opened its pages, and thus read
ole loves me :; oh how tenderly and
truly ; how often he has said to-day that
he has staked all his hopes of earthly hap
piness on me and too, dare l whisper
IT, love him I; perhaps it is wrong, it may
be wrong thus to dwell moment by mo-
ment upon the dear words he has said, to
repeat them till they seem holy, but oh |!
have been so little loved of late--so little
loved"
His eyes glazing savagely, his form
shaking, his hands tightly clutched and
his features rigid, Trevor had stood, the
very Incarnation of diabolical rage bend
ing forward, his breast laboring, yet sup,
pressing his breath. he listened to the
fearful proof, as he thought, of his own
disgrace, The fair reader for q moment
pressed her hand tightly over her fore
head, and then resumed her reading.
~ told him l would gladly leave all
for him he knows how hard is my lot !;
ne has seen the tyranny of which am
helpless victim, we have talked of it for
hours-he offers me wealth, and every
luxury that heart can wish what more
can | desire ,and then my whole heart
pleads for him oh shall be so han.
py."
A terrific crash Mary started with a
wild shrek 10 her feet there stood her
husband foaminCt at The mouth his ewes