Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1859-05-21
Sclttt Gale.
NOT MARRIED FOR LOVE.

"And so you are married, Melvil! Rather
a rapid proceeding for a curate just ordained
By-theby, did you not say you were married
before you were ordained p
Yes, before took my degree"
81 would have kept you out of that folly,
if had been at hand, at any rate. And, Of
course, you are as poor as church mice 2"
| "As poor as church mice--not a doubt
about that :" and the young clergyman
glanced round his little cottage study, which
was luXuriously furnished with two cane
chairs, and a low rallied chair, cushioned with
gray cbntz, which indicated feminine occu.
patton, q stained dealtable, and heaps of
books piled on shelves fitted into the walls
1t was summer time, and as the window was
open to the lawn with q frame work Of creep.
ers all round it, and the sun shining 10. it did
not look SO very Gisconsolate as nigh: have
been supposed. Mr.. Melvil had often thought
it a happy retreat before bat be fanced it
poverty stricken now, because his wealthy
college friend seemed TO pity him for having
nothing better.
Married for lover suggested his friend,
ironically.
The curate contemplated the threadbsre
knees Of his black trousers for q minute or
two, and then said, confusedIy,
No"
"Not married for love, yet so indscreetly
tied up! How was it then, pray?"
ell tell you-it was for pity"
Gould not have been a worse motive but
that's, by the way-go on"
You remember Sandys, our tutor"
"Yes-good fellow"
TOO good by half He provided for every.
body but bis own family, as if he meant 10
live forever; then ut the most inconvenent
season possible he died. and his income died
with him. There was the widow and the two
boys, and there was Clary-you recollect
Clary 2"
Yes; the wild little gypsy but yeu surely
did not marry her ?"
"Yes Clary is my wife"
"Wby, she must have been baby"
She was sixteen within few weeks after
We we're married. You see, the little thing
came to me crying, and saying that she was
to be sert to some horrid school, where she
| did not want to GO"
II perceive; and you, being soft.hearted
invited her to become your wife on the spot u
Precisely So"
"And she, bushng celestial rosy red, on.
swered that she would be very glad !"
mamma consented promptly, and the sa-
cri6ce was accomplished" said the curate, in
| | never was in love with her. Is it not that
sagacious worthy Sir Thomas Moore, who
says we never ardently love that for which
we have not longed? had never thought
Of Clary except as a child, until pity for her
forlornness surprised me into the commission
of natrimony."
If Mr.. Melvil and his friend had been
quick.eared, or rather less absorbed, they
might have heard light step crossing the
turf as they talked together, and retreating
fast-fast as the last words we're spoken. 1t
was Clary. Neither Of Them. however, saw
either the approach or the fight, and they
went on talking quite eomposedly
"Benham offered me his London curacy :
hut Clary hates London, SO took this, and
thought myself very lucky. We get the
cottage cheap, and eighty pounds q year-a
decent starving for the three of US; we have
q treasure Of an Irish servant, besides cur
selves, to feed"
And how many more by.and.by ?" iusipu-
ated Mr. Warenne, spitefully.
just in time TO prevent reply, the trea-
sure Of an Irish servant opened the study
door. and announced in her rich brogue,
"Plase, Sir, t'tay's ready in t'drawing room,
ant miss waiting"
"Come along, then. Warenue. | wonder
whether Clary will recognise you"
The two gentlemen crossed the passage to
the opposite parlor, which Nora signfed as
the "dhrawing room," and found the young
mistress of the house seated before the tray,
prettily dressed in a clear blue muslin, with
her soft, brown hair flowing in wavy eurls,
and with smile on her rosy moutb-the lit.
tie hypocrite Her heart was fit to break
under that gently swelling bodice. where
she had SO daintly fastened a cluster Of
Georges favorite flowers. She bad attred
herself in her best to do her husbands friend
honor. aud as Mr.. Warenns shook hands,
and received the welcome OF an old scquan-
tance, be thought in his own mird that-the
indiscretion of the marriage apart-sbe was
as comfortable little wife as man need
desire to possess. She wss not exactly
pretty. bu. she looked very nice and lovabls !;
ber skin Was so clear, her complexion so
pure. her fuger SO girlish and graceful
Then all her says were quiet aud gentle |;
she bad afectionate eyes. and an expression
sensible as we'll as sweet, and her voice was
musical as birds. Unless Mr.. Mslvil had
told bis friend 10 80 many words, that be Was