Plymouth advertiser. [volume] (Plymouth, Ohio) 1853-1988, 1855-06-16
The Wife.
BY J. q. WHITTIER.

one was Uedutllu SHii NHeh Htst saw
her. She was standing up at the side Of
her lover, at the marriage altar. She was
slightly pale--yet, ever and anon as the
ceremony proceeded, faint tinge of Grim
son crossed her beautiful cheek, like the re.
. flectious Of a sunset cloud upon the clear
waters of quiet lake. Her lover, as he
clasped her hand within his own, gazed on
her for few moments, with unmingled
admiration, and the warm eloquent blood
showed at intervals his manly forehead,
and melted into beauty on his lip.
And they gave themselves to one an
other in the presence Of Heaven. and every
heart blessed them, as they went their way
rejoising in their love.
Years passed on, and | again saw those
lovers. They were seated together where
the light of sunset stole through the half
closed and crimson curtain, lending rich
tint to the delicate carpeting and the ex-
quisite establishment of the rich and gor-
geous apartment. Time had slightly
changed them in outward appearance
The girlish buoyancy of the one had, in
deed, given place to the greater perfection
of womanhood, AMI her lips were some
what paler, and a faint line of care Was
slightly perceptiblc upon her brow. Hel
husbands brow. too, was marked some
what more deeply than his age might war.
rant; anxiety. ambition. and pride had
grown over it, and left the traces upor
it; a silverhue was mingled with the darl
of his hair, which hal become thin arount
his temples, almost to badness. He wa
reclining on an ottoman with his face hal
hidden by his hand. as if he tearcl tina
the dread and troubled thoughts whicl
opprcas e( him were visible upol his feat
ures.
Edward, You a i'll tonight sail hi
voice, as she lai | her hanls upon hi
own.
Indifference from those we love is ter
rible to the sensitive bosom. 1t is as i
the sun of Heaven refused its wontct
cheerfulness, and ylarel upon us with q
cold, dim. and forbidden glance. 1t is
dreadful to feel that the only being ot
our love refuses to ask our sympathy
that ho brools over the feelings which he
scorns or fears to reveal, dreadful to
watch the convulsive features and the
gloomy brow, the indefnable shadows OF
ii den emotions, the involuntary sigh ot
sJrrow in which we are forbidden to par.
ticipate, and whose character we cannot
know.
She essays once more. Edward she
said slowly, mildly, and affectionately
che time has been when you were will
ling to coniide your secret Joys and sor
rows to one, who has never, trust, be
trayed your confidence. Why then, my
dear Edward, is this cruel reserve? Yoy
are troubled, and yet refuse to tell me th'
cause
Something Of returning tenderness
softenel, for an instant, the cold severit,
of the husbands features but it passet
away, and bitter smile was his onl,
reply.
Time passed. on, AMI the twain were sep
arated from each other. The HUSBAND
sat gloomy AMI alone ntho damp cell 0
dlngeon. He hld followed ambitio
as his God, AMI had tailcl in hig
career. He hal mingled with men WHOM
his heart lcathed; he had sought the fierc
and wronged spirit of the land, and ha
brsathed into them the madness frevengt
He had drawn his sword against his couu
try; he had famed rebellion, to fame
and it had been quenched in human blooi
He had fallen, miserably fallen, and wa
doomed to die the death of a traitor.
The door ofthe dungeon opened, and
form entered and threw herself into hi
arms. The softened light of sunset fell uF
on the pale brow and wasted cheek of hi
once beautiful wife.
Edward, my dear Edward, she sale
Il have come to save you; | have reache
you after thousand difficulties, an
I think God, my purp 'se is nearly ex'
cuted.'
Misfortune had softened the proud hea
of manhood, and as the husband presse
his pale wife to his bosom, tear tremble
On his eyelash. Il have not deserve
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tones of agony.
Edward said his wife in an earne;
but faint and low voice, which indicate
extreme and fearful debility. I'VE hay
not moment to lose. By an exchan5
of garments you will be enabled to pa
out unnoticcd. Haste, or we may be to
date. Fear nothing for me, am VIZ
man, and they will not injure me for m
efforts in behalf of husband dearer tina
life ITSELF
The wife was left alone in that gloom
dungeon, and through the long, lionel
!. night, ertime was spent in prayer to Coz
that all would be well with them. Blu
alas, she saw the idol of her heart r
more-when morning came she was wit
God who gave.
\ Kind reader, let your Imagination pi
ture the feelings of that loved and lovir
u husband, when he was called to see Il
lifeleGs remains of his devoted wife. SUE
@ is the love of woman.
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