The Rutland County herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1852-1855, 1853-04-02
Th, Fairy Nik,



aud so loving, ,ha, her hear, was con.
s,raincd towards him. and she gave up
her heritage in fairyland to accep, the
lot Of woman.
They we're married ihcy were hap.
py and the early months glided away
like the vanishing pageantry Of "A dream.
Before the year was over he bad re-
turned to his affairs they were impor-
tant and pressing, and occupied more
and more OF his time. But every even
ing as hc hasleucd back 10 her side she
eli the wcnrincss of absence more than
repaid by the delight of his presence.
She sat at his feet, and sang to him, and
praitlcd away the remnant Of care that
fingered in his mind.
But his cares multiplied. The hap
pncss of many families depended on
him. His affairs were vas, and COM
plicaied, aud they kept him longer away
from her. All the day, while he was
amidst his bales Of merchandise, she
roamcd along the banks Of sequestcr-
cd stream, weaving bright fancy pagean.
tries, or dcyising airy gaietics with
which to charm his troubled spirit. A
bright and sunny being she comprchen-
ded nothing Of Care. Life was abound.
ing in her. She knew not the disease
OF reflection she felt not the pcrplex.
ilics of life. To sing and TO laugh--lo
leap the stream and beckon him to leap
after her, as hc used in the old lover
days. when she would conceal herself
from him in the folds Of water lily
TO tanialize and cnchant him with
thousand coquetries-- this was her idea
of how they should live and when he
gently refused TO join her in these child.
like gambols, and told her OF the serious
work that awaited him, she raised her
son blue eyes 10 him in baby wonder
mcni, not comprehending wha, he meant,
but acquiescing, with sigh, because he
said il.
She acquicsccd, but soft sadness fell
upon her. Life TO her was Love, and
nothing more. A soft sadness also fell
upon him. Life to him was Love, and
something more and he saw with re-
gret that she did not comprehend it,
The wall Of Care, raised by busy hands,
was gradually shutting him out from
her. If she visited him during the day
she found herself hindrance and re-
tired. When he came TO her at sunset
he came preoccupied. She sat at his
feet, loving his anxious face. lie rails
ed tenderly the golden ripple Of love
illness that fell in ringlets on her neck,
and kissed her soft beseeching eyes (;
bnt there was something in his eyes,
n remote look, rs if his soul were afar,
busy with other things, which made her
little heart almost burst with uncomprc-
hended jealousy.
She would steal up TO him at times
when he was absorbed in calculations,
and, throwing her arms round his neck.
WOO him from his thought. A smile,
revealing love in lis very depths, would
brighten his anxious face, as for mo-
ment he pushed aside the world, and
contracted all his being in one happy
feeling.
She could win moments from him
she could not win his life; she could
charm, she could not occupy him The
painful truth came slowly over her, as
the deepening shadows fall upon sun
ny Day until Mt last il is Night: Night
with her stars Of infinite beauty, but
without the lusire and warmth of Day.
She dropped and on her couch of
sickness her keen-sighied love percciv-
ed, through all his inefiable tenderness,
that same remoteness in his eyes, which
proved that, even ms he sat there griey-
ing and apparently absorbed in her, there
still came dim remembranees OF Care
TO yex and occupy his soul.
IL were better were dead" she
thought 81 am not good enough for
/ him"
Poor child Not good enough, because
her simple nature knew not the mani
fold perplexilies, the hindrances Of in
complete life Not good enough, because
her whole life was centred in one whose
/ life was scattered
And No she brcalhed herself away,
and left her husband TO all his gloom Of
Care, made ,enfold darker by the alb
sence Of those CLEANS Of tenderness
which before had Gifully irradiaied life
The night was siarless, and he alone
/ London Leader.