Port Tobacco times, and Charles County advertiser. (Port Tobacco, Md.) 1845-1898, 1854-03-02

and Mary believes him, and she sits alone
all the servenls are asleep-and waits
for Charles TO come home. Al last his we'll
known step is on the stairs, and Mary re-
ceives him with smiles.
But now the darkened chamber and q
nurse are in This new home, and Mary lies
and looks on her blue-eyed boy and won
ders why Charles comes TO her lonely
chamber so little, and every evening he
goes out, he says, 81. is SO dull siling in
the drawng-room alone"
And Mary fondly hopes when she is able
to 60 down stairs, he will stay at home
sometimes. She knows not the power of
excitement, nor with wha! strong chains il
binds man; nor how dull and inslpd
were the home pleasures, after the play
with ,he high-spili.ed fellows at the club,
The unres.rained joke, and full hearty laugh.
Time passes and we find Mary sitting a.
lone in her chamber by the bed of her curly
headed Charles tossing and turning in bed
with fever; his head is very hot, and his
hands dry. Mary cools the hot head and
hands, and tears steal down her cheek and
she excaIms :-"Wby does Charles not
come !" All that nigh. she sal by the sick
child alone; the next morning she sent for
her kind physician; and he enters and finds
Mary ready TO fall on his neck end weep,
she is so glad Of some one to sympalhIze
with her. Very soon Charles Comes home,
too, having been called to a distant city for
one night. He feels sadly to see his lovely
boy so sick, and determines never 10 leave
b ONE again without telling Mary, aud leave
ing some one with her. But as Charles re-
covers and smiles on them once more, the
good resolutions are forgotten ; and Charles
leaves his home 10 seek pleasure and temp
| lalions abroad.
Mary is lief! to seek for happiness from
some other sources. As she found her hus-
band would no. accompany her in her
search after life Of peace and happiness
in following her Saviour's footsteps, and in
seeking a heavenly inheritance, she sought
i. alone ; and many night her pillow was
wet with the tears she shed, as she prayed
to God to bless and keep and guard her be-
loved husband.
Bul Charles Winship knew no! lha. this
priceless jewel TO him was losing its lustre;
and that, day after day, his loving and gen.
lie Mary was fading by his side, and soon
for him would cease those prayers 10 heav-
en-, and the loving heart would bea! no
more.
He knew not how he would miss the
ever-kind welcome for be loved Mary, but
he loved himself better.
Soon, very soon, fades that fral flower
and is carried by angels TO her heavenly
home, where her gentle loving heart would
| find lis fill Of pure and holy love.
And Charles Winshi p walks through lille
lonely man. His children cheer Mr.. and
Mrs. Mays home, and fill in measure
the place Of the loved one in beaven.-
Charles often goes 10 see them, but always
leaves in tears. So this man, like many a
one, threw from him a companion who
nigh. have made him much happier and
better man, and sough. pleasure which lulls
the warm sympahies of the heart, and al
| last browns the soul with everlasting ruin.
But The wine has bitter taste 10 Charles
Winship now, he knows not why, and the
laugh and joke sound harsh upon his ear,
and be flies from them 10 look upon his love-
ly motherless children.
All ii is not the miserable dunkard alone
who makes home a desolate place the
place Of wealth hears the sound Of weeping
and mourning for The late hours over the
wine-cup, in marble saloons, draperled with
silk from India.
Think well, my young friend, before you
give your heart and happiness into the
keeping of another ; whether you are will
ing to assume all the responsibilities of your
family, to seek for happiness alone, and
have your husband do the same, before you
marry one fond Of The club, the late supper,
the card table, and all The accompanying
temptations of such scenes. If you are
willing, prepare to spend many such nights
as Mary spent in weeping and sadness.
Where is our merry friend, Lucy? All
there she Is, seated 10y study table, on
which are many books, such as a bible,
commentaries on the same, pamphlets ale
there, and pen wlpers, and waters sit open
as if in constant demand dressing grown
hangs on chair, pair Of black kid gloves
are on the table with rips to be mended.
Lucy is Just finishing a letter to Mrs
Nav. with these words: "How dear will
these darling children be to me; my sweet
Mary's treasures, whose very name recalls
one never to be forgolten." AS she sealed
the letter Henry Dow walked into the stu
dy, and asked Lucy elf she was writing a
sermon for him, for fast day" But when
he saw tears in those soft hazle eyes, he
kissed her forehead and took up the letter
and pu. it in his pockes-book and left Lucy
alone.
Yes, the merry Lucy gladdens the pastors
heart. and cheers him in all his labours ye!
tells him, "she never mean. to be minister 5
wife, but he was so determined, she should
be one.' Never was there more cheer
full, happy Christian than Lucy, and The
black cloth gets darned, and the bosom