Washington sentinel., 1853-10-25

killed by golden shot, having known and felt
the life of sympathy in it, unconsoled by the
life Of luxury. In short, Kate in time be-
came magnifcently miserable-splendidly un-
happy.
band. He could not long remain blind to the
fact that his love was not returned He sought
the company Of those whose gayety might lead
him to forget the sorrow and despair of his
soul. This shallow joke was unsatisfactory,
however, and impelled by powerful longing
for love, he went astray to warm his heart by
strange fire.
Kate saw herself now in the midst of q gor-
geous desolation, burning with q thirst uncon.
querabe by golden streams that flowed around
her; painting with hunger which not all the
food of Ha.tery and admiration could appease.
She reproached her husband for deserving
her thus, and he answered with angry and des-
perate taunts Of deception and fatal lack of
love, which smote her conscience heavily
"You do not care for me-" he cried-"then
why do you complain that bestow elsewhere
the affection you have met with coldness?"
"But it is wrong-sinful," Kate remon-
strated.
eyes, know itr' said her husband fercely.
TT is the evil fruit Of an evil seed. And who
sowed that seed? Who gave me hand with
out heart? Who became sharer of my for
tune, but gave me no share in her sympathy?
Who devoted me to the fate Of loving, un-
loved husband? Nay, do not weep, and clasp
your hands and sigh and sob with such despera-
tion of impatience, for say nothing you do not
deserve to hear"
1Very WE'LL" said Kate, ~ do not say your
reproaches are undeserved. But granting am
the cold, deceitfnl thing you call me you know
this state of things cannot continue"
Yes, know it.
3Wellr
Mr.. Wellingtons brow gathered dark-his
eyes flashed with determination-his lips curled
with scorn.
~ have made up my mind" said he, that
we should not live together any longer. / am
tired of being called the husband of the splen-
did Mrs. Wellington. will move in my circle,
you shall shine in yours. will place no re-
straint on your actions, nor shall you on mine.
We will be free"
"But the world Y shrieked poor Kate, trem-
bling.
"Ihe world will admire you the same-and
what more do you desire 2" asked her husband,
bitterly. "This marriage of hands, and not of
hearts, is mockery. We have played the farce
long enough. Few understand the true mean
ing of the terms husband and wife but do you
know what they should mean? Do You feel
that the only true union is that of love and
sympathy? Then, enough of this mummery.
Farewell 60 to consult friends about the
terms Of separation. Nay do not tremble, and
cry, and cling to me now--I shall be liberal to
YOU AS much Of my fortune shall be yours as
you desire"
He pushed her from him. She fell upon the
sofa. From heart torn with anguish, she
shrieked aloud
Frank! Frankl why did send you from
me? Why was | blind until sight brought upon
me misery?'
She lay upon the sofa sobbing and weeping
passionately. Gradually her grief appeared to
exhaust itself; her breathing became calm !; her
eyes and cheeks dry her head lay peacefully
on her arm, over which swept her dishevelled
resses-until, with a start, she cried out:
'sFrank! oh, Frank-come backP'
"Here am" said soft voice by her side.
She raised her head She opened her aston
ished eyes, Frank was standing before her.
'Yon have been asleep" he said, smiling
very kindly.
"AsleepW
"And dreaming too, I should say-not pleas
antly either !,
"Dreamingr' murmured Kate, "and is it all
a dream?''
II hope so," replied Frank, taking her hand.
"You could not mean to send me away from
you so cruelty, know. 80 waited In your
fathers study, where have been talking with
him all of an hour. ! came back to plead my
cause once more, and found you here where
left you, sleeping"
"0h! what horrible dreamr murmured
Kate, rubbing her eyes. ut was so like a ter
rible reality that / shudder now to think OF it.
] thought was marriedv
"And would that be so horrible?" asked
Frank "I hope, then, you did dream that you
were married to me-"
1Nol thought gave my hand without my
heart" "No, Frank" said Kate, her bright
eyes beaming happily through her tears, "and
here it is.
She placed her fair hand in his--he kissed it
in transport.
And soon there was a real marriage-not a
splendid, but happy and delightful one--fol.
lowed by life of love and contentment; and
that was the marriage of Frank Minot and
Kate Yale.
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