Sugar planter. [volume] (West Baton Rouge [i.e. Port Allen, West Baton Rouge Parish, La.]) 1856-1925, 1856-06-21
from CIsapal,ers' fdlggassssll RseFiew
a Monster Unveiled.

hand and such pattrat suffering 0nthC other
that one ca.not but-'5
o dare say You'n see her in the morn
jng Tor she often steals out then. when the
wretch, suppose is in bed7
But what could have induced gin! 70 tie
herself t. such a man -
.WelI. don't know the old story eup-
noSe-taIse appearance: for no girl N her
senses could have marrielt man with MS
habits, il she had known them belorehGnd-
There is sometimes a kind Of lnf.tuation
about woman. allow. which seems to blind
them 70 the real character OF the man they
are IN love with but III this case | don't
think he could have known how he c0ntiuc-
tcl himself, or she certainly would have
pauscd IN time O. the wretch, | have no
fpa'ience with him IL
This little dialogue took place in one Of
those ncar. bright clean wind0wed, eauzy-
curtained houses, which from - many pretty
districts within walking distance Of the
mighty heart Of the great metropolis, and be-
tween two gades. the one the mistress Of
the said uice-l0oking cottage villa ard the
other. her guest, country matron who ar
rived Oh i visit to her town friends an object
II The administration ot both, was the Occup-
ant OF a larger and handsomer villa exactly
opposite. but apparently the abode c! great
! wretched0ess.
The following morning Mrs. BIaybTooEe
and her guest, Mrs. Clayton, were in the
window of the rarlor, which commanded a
full view OF the dwelling OF the unhappy
| Mrs. Williams. when the door quietly OPEN
ed, and was quietly closed again By the lady
herself
| There she is poor soul cried Mrs. Bray
brooke only look h0w carefully and uols-
| iessy she draws the gate after her. She
seems always afraid that the slightest noise
| she makes even in the street may wake the
! fellow who is aaw, dare say, sleeping oil
| the last Ligats dissIpatIun'
! Mrs. Clayton, with all the genial warmth
| OF a truly womanly heart, looked over, and
! followed with her eyes, as far as the street
allowed. this quiet looking broken-splrlted
wife. investing the whole figure, from the
! ueatlY trimmed straw bonnet to the tips OF her
bright little boots with most intense and
mysterious sympathy; then fixing her anx
| ioGs. Interested gaze On the opposite house,
! she said And how do they live How do
peop.e under such circumstances pass the
| day? Is is a thing cannot comprehend tor
were Clayton to act III such a way, am
sure couldn't endure Il week.
1T does scern scarcely inteiligible," an
! swered Mrs Eraybrooke but III tell You
| how they appear to do. She gels up and has
breakfast by herself, for without my wish to
pry. we can see straight through their Eouse
| from front to back. ! bout this time she Of
! ten comes out, l suppose 10 pay WISH Vi '"o
| in the neighborhood, or perhaps to call on
her rtraIesneonle: and you will see her by and
BY return, looking up, as she approaches, =
the bedroom window, and II the olind be
drawa mp, she rushes in, thinking, dare say
to herself. How angry he will be- il he comes
down and finds that am not there to give
| him his breakfast - Sometimes he has his
breakfast al tweIve-at one-at two, and
| have seen him sittinG down to 1t when she
was having her dinner" ,r
ent sort OF thing from hers, poor wonani he
dimes. suppose, at club, OF with his boon
companions, or anywhere IN tact but at
home" ~
At all hours We hear him open the nt-
I'll gate with his key a. three, ionr, and hye
in the morning Indeed, our mllkman told
Susan that he has seen him sneakins in pale,
haggard, and worn-out with his hoII!d 'igiis,
at the hour decent people are seated at break
last"
Il wonder if she waits up for HIM .
20 no, We see the Light OF heE soi'aFy can
die in her room always as we are sols 70 70
bed; and you may De sure ~ ,i5 tJ:4 I,a-,,
for her--poor solitary thing p oo'i Ahom
indeed, that | ever was so interested soouR
any stranger as am aboNs 1AlS young cle"-
ture." ;, -, IT,
Dear, dear; it is terrible p - sisheo a1t: ,ne
symPathizing Mrs; Clayton nuG "oes az, a.
one Visit them nave 1hey 11i'""'' 49, '0N
! Il don't think he can have many friends,
the heaTtIsss fellow, thers are many people de
call-styIish people too--la caff!2se:, aha Sl1l
slept look smiling, and handng the fsHso !3oeJ les
out, as if he was the rloste&empIafy noS0@"o
in the world" ,.1o h.s &c tbsv
Has she children! nope ai.e nas1 a. 'N'5
,,rcr,li rrus0If her IN MS long apatite