Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, Va. [W. Va.]) 1852-1859, 1858-10-11
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"Bdtit is not in me to guide d man to beauty
and wisdom" the heart earnestly plead; tiI
would be led to- higher slmmits. a shalliohlyg
go back into the lowlands if obey you, for
know am infinitely superior to George Yale
and.all his comrades, - 3 skss ~ Ss5s s7ssz- -
''Don't talk metaphysics to me, said Reason
coldly. 81 had rather know what-you Think Of
working day ahd.night TO! support yourself and
yonr uncle while you wait for this fancy man !
What do you think ofsyouE uncle's dying in the
almshouse2 Whatldo you think of becoming a,
faded, old maid, ehl-a faded old maid, atvvhoIn3
if he shonldmeet her, the great gentleman would
not look?"
Millie sighed wearily. More softly Reason
continued: is it not better to be mistress Of
that comfort-full establishment? Isitsnot bet
ter to give yonr poor uncle a home, even at the
sacrifice of.a few fine sensations? Would it be-
too much for his years of care for you? Be-
assured, Reason concluded in an awful tone
'be assured I have looked, every way, and there
is no wonderful knight on the road coming to
rescue you" 6
Amelia Hall walked once more, stsad and slow,
sad and slow, through that porticoed and ball
conied house fithe future; she paced once more
down the avenue ofmaples and bathed in tears
TUG llullu VI tue pTlnCe.llke one VINO would nave
led her back to sit withShim@n- the whitespillar.
ed portico.1 She locked the Gothic gate, and.
brushed from the mystic sandals the dust Of the
COOL wide streets ofthat lovely village, and laid
them saway ina lonely room of her heart,
whose doors she barred u z
=, Then she prepared to marry George Yale
She wore no sacriicial air. Her Sold uncle
laughed like a boy, and blessed her with fearful
eyes She was wonanlysand sytnpathetic with
her lover. She interested herself in, his rough
ly told plans. He lost some of his ruggedness
ofmanner .underiher touch, and little poetry
latent in his heart famed into life beneath her
gentle breath, With some pleasure she mused:
u can change him. May. be my life will not be
SO dreadfule aFs 80 ha ,ss1a4 ,.i4ega
She was married to him, and smiled as some
intimate friend reminded her of her ideal home
and husband. ia ssv siig' 'ss-
In beandfying and keeping her home beaui-
fnl, in infusing her decate tastes into her hus-
manly pleasure. But shegeyer grew palean
angel-like. She was not Strengthened; she did
not develop into heluxuriant double rose
They had been marriedthree years when they
were visited by distant kinSman Of Mr.. Yalea
StanYix Mason was a professor in a. Southern
academy. He was a mansof genius, and also a
thorough man of the world. He was like
Amelia Halls idea. husband
vi course heiatonce read the peculiar dispose
ton of the husband and wife. Then he noticed
the lady's still blue eye kinde, at the picture he
drew of a Southern scene. He watched the
veins throb in the white, swelling temples as he
talked on in the picturesque style which char
acterizes his books. temptation glided to his
side. 5N Es-gI
He saw how little her beautiful arts of.house.
keeping were appreciated by her husband, (gho,
though he did love his wife, was extremely mat
ter-of-fact,) and he dared to talk to her in this
wise us they sat in the parlor one day: "Tlthink
are m pYOu Ct A No
you know have been fhdmiring the drapery of
your rooms and your vases ever since / came?
E:scldomi see. their like save in pictures. i can
read dreams ofyoursin every boquet you make
for me- Poets, compose other things than po.
ems. lItknow something of your nature and
yonr history perhaps from that special little
library in;yon white;draped cabinet that looks
like a chapellwhere lovely, lonely lady. might
go to weep and pray" s
81 do not know whyyou talk to me so strange.
y, !" said Mrs. Yale cody,, her pride starting up
in-arms before the locked doors of her heart.
pardon me, fair cousin, he responded
"Bcome acquainted withsme, and then, If lam
worthy, confde in me.n as
There were many evenings in which the three
sat together on the stoop, Mr. Yale balancing
his books, and the cousin reading aloud to the
lady of the house from the Greek of Homer, aud
from Shakespeare and the Brownings. The young
wife was exhilcrated in the new atmosphere
one sTeWtEay ana a0eauEltui}3 Her husband was
happysof the change and the guest grew more
genial.
Ono night, when this cousin had read and
talked TO her until she was bewildered by tho
beautyIand light he pouredsupon .hersoul, and
when at parting for the night he raised her
hands to his mouth and kissed them and mnr-
INJURED: ssPoor, poor little Amie.;n that night
thethrillIng truth burst upon her. She was
beloved by her cousin. a a i.-8
"Foo, late, too late!" she cried sharply as she
fled along the passage to her room.
An hour later Stnnwix Mason, pacing up and
down the garden walks, as was his wont, saw
through the open easement Annie kneeling by
her bedside in prayer. He saw her rise serene
and kiss the swarthY brow of her husband He
understood the peace in her eyes, and turned
away with thwarted face. The next day he
smilingly bnde them adieu for the South;
and the husband wife took up again the even.
tenor Of their still gliding lives; honest hns
band happy and contented Yithshis home,ond
wife, living his best possible life, and she, with
half her nature in chains and darkness&-her
greatest happiness that she has made others
happy. 80
are called cowarlly and -mercenary while they