The Jeffersonian. [volume] (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, 1858-04-29

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and you are homeless ''-' %
%, no father said she with claspcd
hands and fearless eyes, you are not in
earnest, it is not true!' -
1T is true, my child, said he, some
what tepderly, too true. and l have come
for you and your little one
Have you seen William, she inquired.
yes
'What said hel' d. -t '-''
Say; he said be would remove to a
small place with you and Willie. | told
him be would do no such thing; he was
not worthy of your lore and society, and
the latter he should not have, for | would
take car. of you
At that moment they were joined by
William himself Pale, haggard and de-
jccted, be approached like one conscious
Of his own infamy. His fatherin-law
rose, sternly confronting him, and Emily
seizing his hand would have fallen, but
be supported her, and gently led her to
her room.
You know all!' he asked, when she
had regained her strength.
'All, William, all. she responded.
And what will you do!'
DO, William!' she sal with look full
of meaning, smile through her tears, like
sunshine seen through rain drops, do
what my husband thinks best
And you are not going home with me!'
said her father.
unless my husband desires it, she re-
piled firmly.
DO you mean, said her father, furious
ly, 'to refuse home of wealth, and a
fathers care, for hovel of poverty, and
a graceless husband!'
Emily looked at her husband; once be
would have felled the infuriated man
father though be was-to the earth, but
now that arm was palsied, that intellect
dmmed by dissipation.
Father said she, shall | not leave all
for my husbaudl'
Not for an unworthy one, said be.
But he may yet be all my fond heart
can wish
What knowest thou o wife whether
thou shalt save thy husbandf
Not indeed unaided by Heavens bes
sing; but does not Paul say, before that,
yet not Paul, but the Lord, Let not the
wife depart from her husband Never!
said she clasping her husbands hand
WHITTIER thou goest l will 60, and where
thou lodgest | will lodge; thy people shall
be my people. and thy God my Cod
Where thou diest, I will die, and there
will be buried; the Lord do SO to me,
and more also, if aught but death part
thee and me-.
%, my Cod exclaimed the conscience e
stricken man, L am unworthy the last oi
thy blessings, aud thou hast given me
the greatest. Forgive me, my wife
dear noble Emily, forgive me, for | have
erred
She is mine, said be to her father
'miue forever, and nought but death shal
part US
CHAPTER III.
1 The noble mansion was closed, its ten
ants removed, and William Ashton's fam
/ ily found home under a lowly cottage.
Great as was the change, duty prompt
ed and love lightened the labor.
Two years passed, the cottage hom
was an Eden.
The husband and father an altered
and better man. His form and feature
though not proud and vivacious as be
fore. were noble and holy.
The little cottage, vine wreathed an
hidden by shrutbery, looked easy an
homelike, and the fields titled by his ow
hands SMILED on his efforts and yielde
a rich reward.
Now behold him as he returns frou
labor clad in soil stained garments, a
drenched and dripping in the fallin
shower. As the gait swings on its bin
ges little feet battered down the smooi
trodden path, tinuy hands grasp his ow
and childish tones welcome the father
return. He enters the house-his hons
his home--all his own, not bequeatt
ed, but earned by his own hands, and r'
moving his wet garments seats himse
at the open window which looks out l
pom the sitting sun. Through the gree
vine curtains its last rags pour into ii
pleasant sitting room, and a gentle breez
perfumed with the fresh earth, cools b
heated brow, and imparts delightf'
freshness within.
Emily who has placed the last dish Q
the waiting tcatable, draws her cha
beside him, and seats herself for NJ
ment to ENJOY the beauty of refreshed n
ture, while little Willie runs to the opp
site window to gaze at the beautiful raj
bow. Emily" said her husband, thro'
ing his arm over her shoulder, ,"do you r
member it will be three years this ia
since we came here!"
.. "Yes, and how altered is this plat
since then"
."Yes, Emily, and I too am altered
Since that sad day, when We ieis OF
beautiful home, brighter one has dawl
ed for ME. That, Emily was the crls
of my life; had you, in that hour OF fea
f.1 L fuI OnIIt and