Delaware weekly Republican. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1841-188?, 1857-09-10

ine rove oil gold, suppose, friend Men,
don, and expect 1t will carry me great deal
further too
What, you are not going to California, are
yeu1'
Yes, and | only wish your were going
too.
Il goingl | wish was going somew here
anywhere, am sick of living here or try
Ing to liye.'
Come, then, make up your mind and be off
with me tonight
q, don't mention it. couldn't do any
such thing, Jones. Do you start to-nightr
Yes for New York, and from there to-mor-
row, suppose
'Cone into tho store, Jones. want to
nave chat with you, for have not heard
from the friends in your vicinity for long
tlme.'
But Mr.. Mendou had other business to attend
tsi as he entered his counting room, gen.
tleman was waiting.
Can you settle this bill this morning. Mr..
MendonP
= How much Is II p said he, taking tho bill.
9tventy-iive dollars. l have note due to-
s40rrOw-it you could wait till next week.
Mr.. Twist, it wonld accommodate me very
much.'
Very well, sir, said Mr.. Twist, quite satis-
ned with Mr.. Mendon's promise TO pay next
week, Tor he well knew he would fulfil it, If
possible.
81 shall hardly be able to settle with T 8ist
loxt week. aftel all, for have another note
due aud my rent to pay. | am really discour-
aged. Seventy-five dollars Just what l gave
Ellen yesterday to purchase her shawl, a thing
she didn't necd-no, nor she wouldn't have
thought SO, either, but Mrs. Martin and Mrs.
Bailey had one, and then nothing would salts
fy Ellen's mother but for her to have one too.
And now must study and calculate, make
promises and be dnnned. Ellen ought to be
more independent, more considerate, think
little of consulting my wishes, and OF living
within my means, not always expect me to Dul
this and that ono matter about the cost,) Jus
because her mother thinks she needs them.
can't live, and it's no use to think about i
longer. 1 am tempted to go of with Jones
and leave Ellen and her mother to manage
matters as they please
Thus mused Mend0n, as he stood gazing ou
of his countIng-room window which only sery
Sed to increase the anger with which ne lef
his home in the morning. He sat down, trep
bling with excitement, and wrote note to hi
wife in the most hasty manner, stating that un
expected business had called him to New
i Tk, therefore she needn't expect him home
that night.
He arrived in New York in the morning
and before he had time to cool his passion, anc
repent his rash measure, the steamer was ready
to leave for California. He merely wrote Z
line to his wife, which ran thus:
sDEAR ELLEN While you read this, an
far away on the broad ocean, in the steamer
-, bound for California. have left all
possess with you, except enough TO buy my
ticket. CHARLES
Mrs. Mendon was an only daughter, and
though her father was kind, and inclined to
be indulgcnt, he died when she was very
young, leaving her to the sole care OF her
mother, u stern, rigid woman, who held the
reins OF government tight, hut like Queen
Elizabeth, without there being felt to be so
She seldom indulged her daughter, but
taught her to think and act Us she directed
without consulting her own inclinations at all
And unfortunately she married and settled
quito near her mother; therefore she still con
'5ured nvI, ana i,ncw ne. how to do or SAY
anything contrary to her wishes, to gratliI
herself or please her husband.
On the morning we have described, aftel
her husband left, Mrs. MendOn soon managed
TO dry up her tears, and then resolved never
again to quote her mother in any matter that
should in the least irritate her husband, and
by her cheerfulness at noon she hoped they
would both be able to forget the unhappy affair
OF the morning.
sWhat is the matter, Ellen, that makes you
look so grave p said her mother as she entered
ut this moment. SIS Edith sick 2"
sNo, nothing is the matter, only my head
aches, and I've been trying to sew
Il met Miss Dilaway last evening, and en-
gagged her to come and make your dresses
next week and, as it is so pleasant this morn
ing, think we'd better go out and purchase
them.
My head aches, mother, and Edith don't
seem very WE'LL so think I'd better not 60
out to-day replied Mrs. Mendon in tmid
voice.
She had not the courage or the indepen-
deace TO say that she shouldn't need the dres-
cs, that her husband didn't think Of going to
Newport, and so orth therefore she allowed
herself TO be censured for giving up to Il little
headache, and for putting off to the last min
ute, those things that might be done at once
just as well.
Thankful was Mrs. Mendon whe she found
WISH isb' could could please please Charles too.
l know | offended him this q and l
feel so unhappy about it, andsl Dtfend-
ed her. seem never to be alFs nave a
wish Of my own, butl'll not thinS~Nns now
thought Mrs. Mendon, for Pm determined to
appear happy and cheerful, when Charles comes
home, and try, if possible, to heal the wound
of the morning. But why is Charles so late
It's nearly an hour past his usual hour for re-
turn. There he is and I'll run myself to an
swer the bell.'
Sho started back in ustonishment TO meet
ono of the clerks (instead OF her husband,)
who handed her tho note before mentioned,
and shudderCd as she opened 1t, Tor shadow
of something undetinable tell upon her. The
day passed sonowfuly away, and the night
fell gloomily around the troubled wife.
siie'n come Tomorrow said she, as the
first ray of morning peeped into her window
Still she felt sad. sWhat could have called
him to New York so suddenly, that he could
not como home to see Edith and me before
startingP thought Mrs. Mendon; The must
have known should feel anxious
Tomorrow came; but instead Of the look
ed for husband came letter, which though it
contained but a few lines, conveyed much
Mrs. Mendon read it over and over again,
doubling what her eyes beheld.
SIt's not like him. He wOuld never do so.
Somebody else has sent this to me- And half
frantic she started for tho store, to ascertain
what she could of his strange departure.
She found them all collected in tho count
ing-room, evidently conversing on some very
exciting subject. Tho story was soon told
A letter had just been received at the store,
which contained tho strange intelligence that
Mendon was then far away, and instructions to
Marsh, the head clerk, to settle up his busi-
ness in the best way he could, and after pay
ing his debts, give what should be left to his
wife.
: How could he leave little Edith and INC p
Thus thought Mrs. Mendon, much grieved, and
her pride not little wounded. 'What shall
do 2
Shc had just resolved to consult her mother
less, but now the ono whom she ought to have
consulted was gone, and she could only go to
her and tell her troubles. Mrs. Walton, her
mother. was in the greatest rage imaginable.
sOne thing is certain, Elem said she, He
don't care anything about you or little Edith,
else he would never leave you in this way
Depend upon it, there is something wrong
somewhere, mot dreaming that she had any
influence in the matter.) But don't sit down
and cry till you make yourself sick, Ellen
You must do the best you can, with what he
has left for you. You'd better give up. your
house at once, and come homo with me.'
EIIar, LA % r.i,.inr nm hnIh hnr servants.