Mineral Point tribune. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1854-1858, 1858-02-02


yet all this wealth grve him no 10Y until
he found one pearl of great price viii ch
was wanting. 1t was nothing to hln-it
was but
The husband stopped, for his lips rem-
bled and his eyes filed with tears.
/ +" Mabel-Tabel," he cried, opening
his arms and clasping the noble being to
his bosom, "can you not guess the truth?"
What an overwhelming power the light
broke in upon the young wife's mind
She gazed up through her tears, and her
wistfu look bore all she would ask.
Yes, yes whispered Charles, q it Is
all ours! You are in your own house "a
in your own house. | am Charles HoT-
mans master, and I shall henceforlh see
that his wife does not want. | am all
that l have told you-an orphan, left
without father or mother, and with q
million of dollars. l sought a wife who
could make me happy, and love me we'll
and truly-one whose heart was pure and
noble, and whose soul could hold my faith
with returning truth and integrity An
old aunt-Irs. Orne-perhaps you know
( her o.
Yes whispered Mabel. 'sShe spent
the spring in our village and often called
upon us"
:" Yes. Well-she had a mission to
perform for me, and she performed il in
learning your true character and report
ing the same to me. l resolved to see
you-to read your very souI-and then
win you if l could. You know the rest.
and now will you not be very happy 2"
But Mabel could not answer then
She could only cling to her husbands bo-
som, and weep in the excess of the
strange JOY that wheImed her soul.
"And still" whispered Charles, "you
lack one thing yet to fill your cup of per-
feet JOY"
Lack one thing ?" she repeated, gaz-
ing up into her husbands face.
" Yes. Is it not so z"
All" she murmured, while soft
shade fitted Ger her lovely face, Il dare
not say SO. And yet"
Speak on, loved one"
" You know what | would say. And
yet Charles, It's not for myself SO much
as for her. She always looked to me
for joy-always since my father died
and cannot shut out the thought that she
will be very, very lonesome withou; me. :"
AS she spoke she gazed up, and saw
happy smile upon her husbands face
What did it mean? He WIS not gazing
upon her, but upon something behind her.
Instinctiveiy she turned-a low cry of
JOY burst from her lips, and on the next
moment she rested on the bosom of her
mother.
q shall be lonesome no more, she
said, as she pressed warm kiss upon
Mabel's fair brow. "On the night when
Charles asked me for your hand he told
me all. l came in the same boat with
you last night, and when your husband
left you alone in the carriage a few MIN
utes this morning, he came to send me
off before you. We are all at home
now
g And will you live with US 2" asked
Mabel, eagerly. cob viii you always
be with me to guide and counsel me 2"
" Yes, my child, and 10 help you to
love your husband, too"
9" All, my mother" the gentle wife
murmured, " that Is the only thing in
which l can never want heIp-unless it
be the help of judgment that shall make
me remember my other duties"
Charles Hoffman was proud and hap
/ py man. He saw his servants bow IN
humble respect to his wife's beauty, and
ere long he saw their eyes warm with
grateful glow before her gentle love and
/ kindness. They loved to serve her, and
their gratitude was made manifest in the
generous devotion which marked all their
! intercourse with her.
And the Village Queen became the
acknowledged queen of far different
circle, though above all tae glare and
/ glitter Of the society in which she was
called sometimes to move. she held her
own sweet home sacred. Il was here
that sho found the hottest joys; and here
that she shone wsth her most refuIgent
brightness. She is young stiII-just in
the bloom OF noble womaahood-a wife
of surprising faith aud virtue; a mother
Of pure and holy impulses and love.
Say not dear reader that we are extrav.
agant. Mabel Hoffman lives, and j, al
we have pictured. 1t is only the true
woman, as Wife, and Mother, anC