The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1857-03-18
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4f'# CHAPTER I.
Twas married. The final VOWS had been spo-
ken, and was no longer Agnes Park, but Ag
aes Fleming, was the wife of widower o
thirty-eight and the step-mother Of three small
children! Not the first chosen, first beloved
bride of young and ardent lover, such as my
girlish dreams had pictured Only second
wife.
The reflection was not sweet nevertheless II
was the thought with which / took my seat il
the carriage which was to convey me to my new
home. The short wedding tour was over and
we were 'homeward bound" A long ride was
still before us, for the village in which Captain
Fleming resided was twenty miles from the last
railway station; but he had caused his own car
rage to meet US there so | began fully to realize
that we were nearing home.
The road over which we iourheyed was leye
and smooth, and, for long time, wound close by
the bank Of large river. Fields lay on Que side
stretching far away, until they were skirted by
low woods and hills here and there white
farm house stood, looking cheerful and almost
gay inthe afternoon sunshine. The whole pros
pect was rural and very beautiful.
My gloom began to pass away soothed by the
sweet influence Of the Summer landscape, and
visions Of future usefulness began already to float
through nay brain. / had ample opportunity tc
indulge in these day-dreams f; for Captain Flem-
ing, tired with the long ride was half asleep by
4: g. of e.
king the lead in conversation, and concluded to
leave him to his medi:ations, as he had left me
to mine. And after weaving for myself very
profitable future, looked for a little upon the
past. @
Oh that past Mine had been no gay and
panpered childhood; but, looking back, I saw
on the contrary, years OF loneliness, of weari
ness and sorrow. For four years had watch.
cd ayoung, beautiful, and gifted brother, as,
stricken with consumption, he had wasted grad
ually away. We two were orphans, the last Of
our race, and all in all to each other.
But, at last, saw him laid in the coffin, and
and all my love and hope were long buried with
him, Not that became sad and misanthropic
No, life and duty were not dead and looking
forward saw that there was yet much for me
to do, perhaps suffer; SO planted sweetbrier
and violets on Harry's grave, and then went out
to act and strive with the rest Of the striving
world.
About year after Harry's death, met Ar
thur Fleming, | had been SO shut out from the
world BY Harry's sickness that had no lovers
but very few friends, and hardly believed that
Ishould ever again feel an interest in any one /;
but Arthur Fleming's kind genial manner and
delicate attentions warmed my heart to new
lie. Unconsciously, my whole heart, all the
moro ardent for its long stiffness, was given to
this new friend. 1t was with bitter disappoint-
inent that 1 learned that he had already
bsens once married, for I could not bear the
thought Of 4 rival, living or dead yet loved
him, and when he asked me to become moth
er to his motherless children, | accepted his
hand, feeling sure that / would win from him
ia time an affection as deep and steadfast as my
own. His house was lonely, his children poor
Unprotected, aud he needed wife. had been
recommended 10 him as one who would keep