Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1858-06-24
4opuIat GALES,
From the London Family Herald.
MARRIED TWICE.

"Well, sir, am glad it has come ou1
what you married me for. 1t is charming
to the bride Of month to find herself des.
pissed by her husband because she did moi
bring him mine of gold--truly it is!''
alt is not for your want Of the mine d
oold,' Mrs. Maybury, but protest against
being SO deceived. hate deception--you
know it,
"Who deceived you, pray! Not |; for
the idea that you were merely seeking a
fortune never entered my mind, nor would
have believed il, had any one told me SO.
If you chose to imagine that because my
sister was an heiress, 1 was one also; and
because she end lowed poor man with rich
es, should do the same by you-you de-
ceived yourself An aunt of ours adopted
AGelia when we we're left orphans, and dy-
ing two years ago, bequealhed her the
whole of her fortune. 1t was my lot to be-
come the ward of one in humber clrcum-
. stances, who used such resources as there
were TO give me a complete education,
which was the only fortune | ever had to
anticipate. though: till noD that that
" 40 buts vi SOuioS3 ~ - AASsAA
ing! Arthur Maybury, the high-minded,
makes his decision"
"You are like all the rest of your sex
from tie beginning" said Mr.. Maybury;
81 have nothing more TO say"
Nevertheless, he did say more, and his
speech waxeG none the less bitter and ac-
cusatcry, while his wife, Annie, retorted
in turn in the same spirit she had already
displayed. Strange words, and more strange
tones, were yet to be exchanged between
the young bridegroom and bride. The
scene had opened with Arthur's coming
into the little parlor and sitting down in
the twilight, and Annie beside him, saying
rejoicingly, "At last we are to have. an
evening by ourselves, | hopes" to which
he responded, cat last, hope" 1t ended
however, with his seizing his hat with
world of will, and shutting the street dooi
emphatically behind him.
Mrs. Maybury was alone, leaning an arm
on the centre table beneath the yet un.
lighted chandelier. The flush faded Oh hel
cheek faster than it had from the autumn
sunset sky; the light of her soul passed rap
jdly into midnight. Her frame quiveret
and shook with the tempest of emotion
within, whose forked lightnings pierced he
brain. Thus she sat long, yet no tears re
lieved the aching of the surcharged eyes
nor moistened the lashes with the rigidly
clasped fingers before them.
Two wretched days went by, and Arthu
Msybury and his wife had not looked il
each others face, nor spoken together saw
in the briefest and coolest manner. II
spirits like theirs quarrel was all that tn
word implies. Both regretted it bitterly
very bitterly; yet, SO far, both were to
proud to begin concessions. Annie though
and knew herself injured; and dwelling o
this side mostly, overlooked the sarcasti
and offe nsive language she had uttered
thing her husband did not. He felt abase
and peculiarly vexed at having exposed
himself and her that money could infuenc
him in the choice of wife. 1t woul
never have happened, had she proved ric
as he and others ex"ected.
Once, about the time of his marriage
when friend spoke rallyingly to him {
his having drawn golden prize, he replie
that Annie Clyde without penny wou
be the same to him as Annie Clyde with
million; and lie would have been much hu
had the other seemed to discredit the q
sertion. Till pressed hard by circumstance
he had continued in the happy delusiol
but bis finances were now in estate seldo
known to soothe mans mind, or .mpro'
his temper.
He had finished the study of medicil
emily very shor: time, and his patien
we're yet to fall sick when he first m
Miss Clyde. Within three months he pr
posed, wss accepted. and the marriage to-
place. The son of poor man, Arthur b