Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1855-03-02

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my dear aunt you surprise and pain
me- How is thisn'
'Lis,en. You know when my FIRST
husband died, he left the rich in worldly
goods; and after time had mellowed my
grief, lived peacefully and con,en.edIy
in my lovely country home. until in All
evil hour | me, Thornton. | became,
know not how, completely fascinated
with him, aud in few months agreed to
become his wife. He had been married
before and was the father Of Two chill.
Idren but did not know until after cur
marriage that he was Papst. Too
soon | became aware that my property
was all he wanted, and that no love for
me ever entered his false heart. Oh.
Henri: mine has been a wretched life
the past two years. His tyranical treat.
ment OF me has broken my heart. and it
will not be long before tine cold sod is laid
over me.
M,s Thornton paused. and covering
her eyes with her handkerchief, sobbed
convulsvely. The young man was
much affected, and remained silent until
she became more composed. Then he
inquired where her husbands children
were.
"They live here" she said. CLAIR is
past fifteen ,:and good child to me she
certainly is-but ! heodore. who is near
your age. is the counterpart OF his father
indeed, | might as well say it he is
both gambler and rone."
At this moment young girl bounded
into the apartment, but on seeing s.ran-
ger, blushed and seemed about TO retire
Come hnher Clarl," sand Mrs Thorn.
ton; "thls gentleman is my nephew
Henri ST Clare"
Clarl saluted hun politely, and SAT
down by her mother. She was bru'
neue; her hair was Jet black, and hing
around her head in thick glossy rInglcts
and her eyes also brilliantly black, were
trinyed with long silken lashes OF the
same nkv hue. Her features were reg.
ular, yel she was uot beauty; but her
glance and expression when she spoke
were irreslstably fascinating Her form
was o! medium height-scnder, ele.
gan, and graceful
Henri kept his eyes fixed SO earnestly
upon her that she grew embarrassed, per.
ceiving which, the young man recollect
Ell himself, aud resumlng his conversa
tion with his aunt, informing her OF the
principle events OF his life since he hac
left her, when quite boy. a, length il
struck him that il was time to take HI:
ieave, aud rising. he expressed hope o
Mrs Thotntens lmProsal, who only
shook her heaG sadly, merely renarklng
Don, forget me-good.bye" !"
AS the young man, bowing to Clan
vas ia the act of leaving the room, Nj
Thornton entered from the rear. H'
was tall, spare man, of about fifty, viii
n cold stern expression ot countenanc'
and as he advanced, his wife shrunl
back as If in ferror. Clari seeing hilI
look ti1edly upon Henri, hastened ,'
say
"Father, this gentleman is my moth
ers nephew, Mr. S. Cla,r.'
Thornton bowed haushtily, which wa
as haughtily returned by the young mar
as he passed out. As soon as he va
gone, the former turned to the tremblln,
Maria, and said. roughly:
What was that ellow doln. hcre!-
One Of your lovers, hey, my lady!
She made no reply. and Clari observ
ed earnestly
How can you father! Mr. S, Glare l:
her nephew.
+ 4 suppose he is your lover then. Be
ware whom you encourage! Beware.
sayr And his brow grew dark ant
. Ihreatning.
i never saw him before, said CIar
firmly.
Thornton made no reply, but with
, scornful look upon the unhappy Maria
he strobe back and forth through tn,
S room, muttering to himself.
t His wife was half reclining apon th'
! lounge. the picture of suffering, with he
f thin, sallow, pinched-up features, and a
r she glanced towards her husband, SHIT
could no, repress heavy sigh.
He stopped short in his walk.
What are you sishing for? You ma.
A thank your stars You have not cause ia
7 sigh. ay, and to weep also. There yo'
lie, day after day, like worthless, laz,
woman as you are, pretending you ar
4 sick
! Pretending! exclaimed the miserable
e wife. oh heaven
D We'll, then, said the heartless wretch
a whats the use Of your complaining al
e the time and giving everybody so muci
trouble! Why don, you die!-why don
you, ! sayP
oh father' calculated Clari, horror
struck at his words-while poor Mrs
: Thornton sunk back, weeping bitterly.
= Thornton strobe out of the room, shut
i. ting the door fiercely after him. Maria
E still weeping, sobbed out:
!, Il have deserved it all. Why did ST
e soon forgot my sainted Arthur, and wee
F.. this monster9 Oh, Clari, Clari. am 81
a wretched! shall soon leave this worl
D of sorrow however-he will rejoice the
for | shall be out OF his way. Oh, tina
>. there was single being upon earth tina