The River Falls journal. (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1857-1861, 1859-09-28

and if Susan Luke fell into an uneasy
sIumber, she was Weakened every little
while By the measured tread below. She
dared not think-all power was merged
in the faculty of feeling now-from hence
forth she vas to pay the penalty of her
fickleness. For she was proud, and her
hand was pledged pledged to one who
knew no mercy.
For Horace the last bitter drop was
drained. Susan Luke was wife, but
not his wife. When h, knew that she
was going to be married very soon, he
went on ajourney with his sister. For
Susan Luke had fallen out dreadfully with
the quiet Annie. Both parties worked
the nselyes in rage, but surely the griev-
ed sister had the greatest cause. 80 SUI
san Luke boarded with a relation, till the
solemn words which made her the wife OF
Roger Walters were spoken. Horace
was unnamed for time after he knew
of it.
81 would give her up willingly, The said,
"Heaven knows how willingly, if she had
married an honest man-if by marrying
him her happiness were to be enhanced
But to think, to know that she has linked
her life to a wretch, who fears neither
mans opinion, nor Gods judgment, it is
almost too much to bear"
He knew not how terribly he was
avenged for his slight love. He knew
not that Susan Luke would have given
worlds upon worlds could she have been
free again, or if she had but the power to
break the bonds of her pride, and come
to him praying but for a 1.-THE of his form
er favor. He did not know-he little
imagined, how her heart sank day after
dav, while her will rose in rebellion
against itself. He little dreamed that her
struggle was to keep his image from her
mind, as his was to Danish hers.
What more could a young bride wish
for? Roger Walters was rich, that is, his
father was, and eventually all the fine
Walters property would go to him. His
father had given his son a handsomely
furnished house for wedding gift, not
saying n word, rs wealthy fathers SO often
do, because the bride was portionless. So
the world asked with its self-satisfied
smirk, "What moro could a young bride
wish for!'
She, sitting in the midst of the velvet
and laces, the painting and the gliding,
heard not the question, and would not
have answered if she had. There was
nothing for her to do if she wished. No
more getting breakfasts, and dinners, and
suppers in the little, old-fashioned home,
(her head ached for it sometimes, too, mo
more sewing, knitting, saving money for
finery. She had only to consult her taste,
her pleasure. 70 sit, stand, walk, when
she listed, and where. Her husband Law
ished. presents upon her, her father placed
a handsome carriage at her disposal, her
sister, the dashng Rose, was often with
her, perhaps little too often.
She had been married six months,
when passing through the housekeeper's
room one day, she heard the servants, as
she thought, in loud and angry alterca-
ton. Stopping at the door she lookedin,
but saw no one. The sounds were in the
back hall, but she could hear them dis
tinctly-could hear a very low, very calm
voice say, 4 must and I will see Mrs.
Walters, I'll see her to-day if die for
it,
60 along with you, you baggage re-
piled the well-fed servant: get out with
your milk and water baby. Do you think
III let delicate lady like my mistress see
the likes of you? Go, l say will you
gog'
Not till I see Mrs. Walters said the
voice, in tie same infexibly calm tones.
katy, Mho is it!'
@, ma'am,' said the girl, running to
the room-door, with her cheeks high
flushed, its nobody buta miserable thing,
such as you should not see, coming with
her lies. Mr.. Walters am sure wouldn't
like it. But before she could finish, a
young and girlish creature had followed
the maid, and now stood with trembling
lip and downcast eye, before the wife OF
the young lawyer.
what do you want!' Susan asked, Gu
riously.
TO see you alone, Mrs. Walters said
the girl, firmly but modestly. Something
in her manner, in her face, in the burden
she carried, would not let Susan say nay,
and reckoning mutely she led the way to