The Tiffin weekly tribune. (Tiffin, Ohio) 1859-1868, 1859-06-17

I but kindly mana little soured and en-
bittered BY being pertinaoiously hunted
/ in the arena Of matrimony, ever since
| he had returned from India with much
wealth.
The acquaintance thus commenced,
progressed rapidly. Mr.. Bruno soon
spent his evenings habitually in the par
lor, and even partook Of supper, on seve-
raj occasions, in company with his hos
tess and her daughter. He sometimes
accompanied them TO exhibitions and
concerts, brought home books and music,
and showed himself so friendly and anxi-
Gus TO please, as to win a high place In
the regard Of the two lonely women.
One evening on his return 20 his lodg-
/ ings he thought the servant who admitted
him wore an air of sadness, and there
seemed a strange hush and stiffness over
/ Il. The girl said nothing, however, and
Mr.. Bruno, reproaohing himself for such
a gloomy fancy, proceeded up stairs.
Hardly had he reached the first landing,
however, when a shrek, 20 shrill. 30 ter
rible, 30 distinct that Il seemed the wsil
Of uttermost despair, sounded and echoed
through the silent house.
Uuonng an exclamation Of horror, Mr..
Bruno sprung down the stairs, and en-
| countcrcd the servant In the entry.
"What Is itl-whO Is itl--what IN the
name Of all that is terrible has happen
cd" he stammored, rather than cried,
and before the girl could answer, seeing
the parlor door open, and tho bowed,
weeping figure Of Mrs. Dow camo forth,
he entered. On the sofa laid Mrs Green
shaw, shrieking, weeping, then exhaust
cd, falling back white and motionless as
4 the dead.
What a sight for our friendly bachelor
And what were his feelings when that
evening, he sat in his own room and
read the tidings that had brought such
woe and desolation to one heart beneath
that roof--tidings Of the terrible storm
in which Captain Greenshaw's ship had
been driven for days, exposed to all is
/ fury, and in which himself and his gal
liant crew, save two, had persisted.
am afraid il was almost a feeling Of ex-
ultation that mingled with his sympathy
for the poor, young widow. "Poor young
thing" he said, "if she had nobody else
in the wide world 10 care for her, now,
but her poor old mother, who must die
soon, here's old Joe Bruno, her friend
while life lasts"
suppose there can be but one end to
story like this. The widow mourned
deeply and long Cor her brave young hus-
band. BY and by she began to admit
consolation, as the human mind is con-
stituted TO do in the deepest grief. For
months she remained beneath her moth
er's roof, and during all that timo Mr.
Bruno was to her the kindest and best
of friends. A year after Captain Green
shaw's death, Mrs. Dow was stricken by
paralysis, Helpless and imbecile, she
was thrown a sacred charge upon the
daughter, for whom she had heretofore
cared.
MFR. Bruno said il was not now quite
the thing for him TO remain the inmate
Of this young woman's house. IIo spoke
to her of this difficulty, as delicately as
he could, and when he saw how much
his proposition of removal panied her, il
occurred TO him to mention another plan.
He was very we'll pleased when the wi
dow, amidst tears and surprise, and
smiles, and bushes, accepted il, Il was
a very rational plan, as il involved the
possibility Of his sharing her cares, Rnt
remaining always with her. In short, I
was 10 make Mrs. Greenshaw Mrs. Bruno
The old bachelor now plays the part O
Danaiiat tlsaa assIarrfod man Ynstly to nm
own satisfaction, has left off grumbling
and is so improved that his friends hardly
Irecognize him.