Bradford reporter. [volume] (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, 1857-06-04
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A STORY FOR WIVES.

Our story begins-as most other stories ter
minate-with a wedding. And yet how often
is marriage but the entranCe-gate of life, when
the romantic girl must inevitably merge into
the thinking and acting woman, and she who
has hitherto lived within herself and to herself,
must learn to live for another. She steps from
the altar into a new existence, requiring new
energies and new feelings she enters on a
path as yet untried, i'll which there is much to
be overcome, and in which she has need of all
help from her own heart and from Heaven.
MIR. Stratford, the rich banker, gave away
at the marriage altar, on the same day. his on-
Iy daughter and his neice The fortunate
bridegroom who won the former was Sir Fran
els Lester baronet of ancient and honorable
family. The husband of the latter was of a
lower standing in society-pIain Henry VOL
ferstan, Esq, a gentleman whose worldly
wealth consisted in that often visionary income,
Small independence O lded to an office under
Government which yielded few hundreds per
anDum These were the two who carried away
in triumph the beautiful heiress and the
graceful but pOrtionleSS niece of Mr.. STRAIT
ford.
With the usual April tears, the two young
brides departed. A stately carriage-aud-four
conveyed Sir. Francis and Lady Lester to the
hall of noble relative; while the humber
railway whirled Henry and Eunice Wolferstan
to the antique country mansion where new
mother 9nd sisters awaited the orphan. And
thus passed the honeymoon OF both cousins,
different, aud yet the same, for in the lordly
abode, and in the comfortable dwelling of an
English squire, was alike the sunshine of first,
young, happy love.
In few weeks the tW 20 couple came home.
How sweet the words sounded, "our home p'
What a sunny vista of coming years does it
open to the view, of joys to be shared togeth-
er, and cares divided-that seem when thus
llghtened, no burden at all. Sir Francis Les
ter forgot his dignity in his happiness as he
lifted his young wife from her dowuy cushioned
equlpage, and led her through a lane of sml-
ing, bowing, white ribboned domestics, up the
noble staircase of his splendid house i'll
Square. Hand in hand the happy pair wan
dered through the magnificent rooms, in which
taste refined and increased the uxur.ts of
wealth. Emily was never weary Of admiring
and her husband only looked in her eyes for
delight and reward. A last exhausted with
her pleasure, Lady Lester threw herself OH
damask couch. % can do 10 more to-day
am quite wearied."
Wearied of home-of me-of what ?" said
Sir Francis smiling
No, no, answered the bride looking proud
y at her husband, and playing with his jew
eled hngers only wearied with being so hap
py."
8 hope You may always have that excuse,
dearest But now We must give away to lazi-
ness my mother is coming tonight, you
KNOW, and | want my Emily to be bril-
Iaht aud beautful-more than usual if poSsi-
bic"
Indeed, no not care all the mothers in
The world would not induce me to rise and
nave the fatigue of dressing and dining in state
Tonight
Sir Francis looked annoyed but lie had
been married too short time to to do more
Than look. "As you will, Emily" be said,
but | wished"
There was something in the tone that made
The wife look up. She saw the expression and
fepented. you wiShed-and / will do any
ttning you wish now and always" whispered
her beautiful lips in his ear, aud the shadow
was gone from between the two-swept away
ny The touch Of love.
Hall mile from the abode of Sir Francis
Lester was the house of Mr. and Mrs. Wolfer
~''n. 1t was one Of those pleasant homes that