The Ashland union. [volume] (Ashland, Ashland County, Ohio) 1854-1868, 1857-04-01

do not let me anticipate.
q AS I have before stated, things wen
r on in this manner for moro than a month
Q until became perfectly disgusted witt
D the whole affair, and would spend m
whole day in Galignani's reading room
while Letoux gallanted my wife about
This became SO regular that my wifi
fnever saw me till late at night, auc
Enever expected me during the daytim
1t was relief to both of US to see eacl
other as little as possible, for now ther,
was no sympathy between US; ou
, thoughts, ideas, and wishes were entirely
|, opposite How different from our mod
est home in Baltimore There we haG
, agreed in everything, and our whole lf,
had been one of unalloyed happiness anG
love! Oh fatal, fatal fortune! Why
was I cursed with the possession of TO-,
600 a year
One day I went to the reading room
as usual, but while there, I was taker
with violent headache. I determined
to go to my hotel and go to bed.
Acting upon this idea, contrary to my
|, usual custom, I returned home ia the
middle of the day. was just about
4 entering my bedroom, when 1 heard &
voice in the parlor on the same landing
with the sleeping apartment.
r I cautiously approached the glass door
and peeped over the green blind.
u God what did I see there-could 1 be
J lieve my eyes?
, Yes, there was Monsieur Letoux
kneeling at my wife's feet kissing he,
} hand-and oh horror of horrors, she
vas gazing lovingly and smiling in hi
face.
} My brain was on fire, and my hear
beat tumultuously. Her Indifference
could bear, but dishonor never!
rushed into my room and seized revol
yer 1 always carried with me wher
/ travelling. With one bound I was il
the room, confronting the guilty pair
"Villain, you must die!" 1 exclaimed
; aud discharged my pistol at Letoux, th'
ball entered his heart, he reeled, gazet
at me with CHASTITY stare, and fell deat
T at my feet.
"Now, madam, it is your turn" ex
claimed, facing my wife, "you must re
join your vile paramour."
Oh, mercy, Jonathan, mercy !" sh
exclaimed, clasping her hands together
"What show mercy to vile woman
: like you-never P'
I placed the revolver to her hear
} aud discharged it.
She died without groan.
: My work was now finished, and
gazed stupidity around me. My feeling
underwent revulsion There lay Jane
my Jane, my own dear wife, welterin
in her blood, and 1 was her murderer
: With cry of horror, I threw mysel
upon her PROSTATE body and lost al
consciousness.
When 1 came to myself, I was in tn
hands of the gendarmes. and on my roa
2 to prison.
Three months of dreary captivity fol
lowed. How shall 1 describe all til
D anguish of mind 1 endured My hear
was broken.
One morning was informed that m
i trial was to take place that day.
i heard the news with utter indifference
g for cared not what became of me.
I was tried, I made no defence, an
!. after long Investigation, a verdict (
y guilty of wilful murder was returne
r against me.
was condemned to be guillotined i
j a week
e The fatal day at length dawned. Tt
: execution was to be in the Place d
Trone We let the prison at an earl
!. hour, and soon reached the fatal spot
: There before me stood the hideous blac
. guillotine, and could see the knife gil
[ ter in the morning sun. The approac
e to the scafold was surrounded by SO
: diers. A passage was formed betwee
: them; and I asscended the steps. A
, immense concourse of people filled th
!, square, and when they saw me, feal
full cry was raised, whether of sympath
!, or disgust I had no means of telling.
I glanced around me for nom en-
and then kneeled down feryently, rof
# up and prepared to suffer the extrem
penalty of the law. barred my necl
and placed my head upon the fatal nich
: heard rustling and felt violer
shock. I opened my eyes, and wei
:. known voice greeted my ears:
o "Now master, will ye get up. an
Q sure the coffee's cowld and the mate
done to rags"
= And there was Bridget, shaking N
u By the shoulder to awrken me.
It saw it all in a moment, l had falle
: asleep over the paper, and it was all
4 dream. When underitood it l coul
fairly have hugged Bridget. was
. pleased.
b looked aroupd, and there was n
Il little wife in calm, placid sleep by u
r side. There had been no lett.r, no TO
tune, and what is still better, no mu
- derer.
Oh, how happy 1 was. It gave me
3, good lesson, and that is. the secret
70 happiness is oontentmentl
y Baltimore, Jan. lst, 1857.