The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1859-09-08
Written for tho Winchester Homo Journal,
Mary and Ella,
or,
A Sisters Husband.
BY FIN LEY JON N SON.

ing thoughts of each were twined
round the being of the other. Mary
was beautiful, with dark, brown
hair, soft, dark eyes, and an express.
sion OF countenance that angels might
envy, while Ella, with her sunny
hair, sweet, merry smile, and azure
eyes, was none the less lovely, and a
close observer would have been at a
loss to decide which was the most
beautiful. But there was one, who
without deliberating long, could have
helped US in the decision. William
Harvey, by some philosophy of his
own, had come to the conclusion that
Ella was undoubtedly Me. beauty, and
as beautiful objects are not painful to
gaze upon, William had no harm in
allowing his eye to dwell upon the
fair face and form of his hearts ado.
ration. Somehow, he was often at
the young girls home of an evening,
so often indeed that the innocent Ma.
ry was led to remark one evening af-
ter his departure
81 wonder why Mr.. Harvey comes
here so often," and gazing into Elias
face, she would inwardly ask, land
| wonder why Ella bushes So"
The fact was, that Mary had be-
come jealous, she noticed that Ella
was not as confding as usual, and
that whenever she was thoughtful,
she did not tell her thoughts as once
she was in the habit of-yes, Mary
was jealous, and said one day:
81 wish William Harvey would
never come here again"
Ella startcd-blushed-and said:
| "Oh sister Mary
"Why!" said Ella.
"Bccausc, since he has been com
ing here y0u are so changed. Once
you walked with me, read with me
and told me everything, now you on.
ly read such books as he recommends.
and never make a confident Of me,
and, | repeat it, | do wish he would
stay away"
But, Mary, what has lie to do with
this--how is he to blame ?"
ELLA, said Mary, now look in my
face; you used to love me, but now
yon love Harvey"
The sister calmly gazed in the face
of the excited girl, and replied:
Mary, we have no mother, VIC
have ever loved each other, ant
frankly now | tell you, do love Will
liam Harvey, but | do not love you tn,
less. The heart, Mary, can hold ma
ny images, and be true to ALL
Poor Mary would have fallen ane
wept upon her sisters neck. but the
thought of a sisters husband" caus.
ed her mental night, and so she then
said
$50, then, | am to be left alone tc
watch our father-what a lonesome
life shall lead"
NAY, Mary-but there will be an
other TO share with US the loving du
ty. There will be three to care fo
him,..and three to call him father
Once more was Mary on the poin
Of falling on her sisters bosom an,
blessing her; but the remembrance
Of Harvey upon wio'o ( bosom sh
could not tall, came up, and she re
piled:
"Ihrcc are no company"
! There the conversation ended-El
Ia..wassrieved, and Mary was unhap
py.
The marriage day drew nigh--i
came, and two fond hearts wer
bound by those solemnities which s.
many unthinkingly hearken to, ant
now, that the short separation came
Mary felt more than ever the value
of sister. How lone and deserted
she felt. Every room in the house
seemed desolate and cold. The charm
of home was gone, and as Mary be
gan to reflect, she felt that she mus
have Ella to love, or life itself woult
be of little worth. She even though
that there might be a reason Harve,
was so unrcserved to her. She ha,
not made herself loveable in his eye.
and how could he love herl She re
solved tO change her course, an
when they returned they would find
different sister-one not so selfish a
the one they left-one who in thei
happiness would find her chief joy
She found she could not do without
them, and she wanted them to feel
that they could not do without her
and so, Mary began to be impatient
for their return.
l At length they arrived, and were
delighted to find Mary so cordial to
IL =, npmberless little things which