Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-07-31

that Mrs. Hewitt was forming haplI
which would eventually destroy her
happiness, and had been praysrfully
seeking to devise some plan to show her
cousin her error, without giving offense
Only one remedy had suggested itself; 1t
was severe one; but she had resolved
to try it.
II have been thinking a great deal
about you these few days, Emma," said
Mrs. Carelton, gently; 'and to-day,
way to relieve you from all this care
was suggested to my mind; but [ think
neither yourself nor your husband
would consent to it.
oWhat is it? do tell MEL asked Mrs.
Hewitt, with animation. .es1NFillian
would be as glad as myself, to see me re-
lieved from this burden, and would
agree to anything you might propose, 1
am sure!'
II have my doubts, in this instance, !"
replied Mrs. Carleton, with faint smile;
''but perhaps it will do no harm to tell
you what came into my mind. If l be-
gin, you must promise not to interrupt
me-"
sNeter fear; am all attention. said
Mrs. Hewitt, playfully. ..
II have been wife and mother" said
Mrs. Carleton, "and know all the diff
culties of your position, and sympathize
fully with your feelings of dependency;
and to-day, as I sat here in your pleas
ant parlor, while you were trying to get
the baby to sleep, and Charley's little
feet would patter up and down stairs, and
his little shrill voice call mamma at the
nursery door, in spite of all my efforts to
quiet and amuse him; then, just as baby
must have been closing his eyes, Bridget
would call, Mrs. Hewitt, Mrs. Hewitt,
frightening the echoes through the long
halls-fnding | could do nothing, [ sat
here thinking, till 1 fell into a sort of
waking dream. 1 thought it was winter;
snow lay on the ground, and the chill
wind whistled without; but we were
warm, and we'll and happy in this pleas
ant home. The long winter evenings
were passed in reading aloud, and quiet
chat, though that piled up work basket
was your ever present companion.
'One night we we're reused from sleep
by the choking cry and hoarse cough of
our baby pet, and when the morning
dawned, the little sufferer lay still and
cold in DEATH
ooh, my precious baby" exclaimed
Mrs. Hewitt, bursting into tears
"Don't, Mary; pray don't tell any more
Il cannot bear it!''
"You promised not to interrupt me-
[ must go on said Mrs. Carleton,
calmly and resolutely.
''Two weeks of sadness and sorrow had
scarcely passed, when Charlie and Min
ME both lay scorching with scarlet fever.
On the day they were laid beside their
baby brother, Emma, the first born, and
only remaining, sickened, and in another
short week she too had passed away
How still and lonely the house was then;
how few cares were yours, and how you
tried to make yourself very busy, that
you might not have time to think
that you might live for him, the best
beloved, who, more than ever, was your
earthly all!
"Winter passed slowly away. the glo-
rious summer time, that season once so
joyous, was now gloomy and sad; and
then, too, the dearest and the best was
suddenly prostrated by disease, and after
brief season Of suffering, went to his
children, and you were alone! Oh, the
terrible agony that rentyour heartstrings!
words cannot describe it. But you
lived, because you must, though life
was all dark, all gloom Your pleasant
home passed into to the hands of stran-
gers, and you, with all the multitude of
warm hearted, sympathizing friends, with
a cordial welcome everywhere, yet with
desolated affections and bleeding heart,
felt that you were 'alone, all alone, in
the wide world!'
"What to you was abundant leisure
for improvement? There was no incen-
tive. You tried to be grateful for the
love Of friends, tried to make others
happy, tried to bow submiss1vely to the
Fathers will-but you were not neces-
sary to the happiness ofany, and the sweet
voices of the loved and lost were ever
echoing along memory's halls, and re-
QUEEN notes of departed happiness
Emma, dear cousin, thank your Heay-
emily Father that it was all dreamn'
Mrs. Hewitt's convulsive weeping had
gradually subsided into deep sobs before
Mrs. Carleton finished her narration, and
she now sat looking like one who had re-
ally been bereaved.
Mrs. Carleton raised the bowed head,
and kissed her tenderly. II did not
wish to pain you thus, dear Emma" said
she; but only by death can a wife and
mother be released from her many cares
and duties. Bear your trials patiently
and be thankful that you have so many
sweet motives for exertion.
Just then, Mr. Hewitt's well-known
footsteps were heard, and with d loud
cry, Mrs. Hewitt sprang into the hall.
"Oh. William, l am SO thankful you
are at home safe!' she exclaimed, clasp
ing him in her arms, and bursting into
tears.
"Why, Emma, what has occurred to
distress you so?'' asked her husband,
leading her into the parlor. Receiving
no reply, he looked inqulringly at Mrs
Carleton.
II am the occasion of these tears, and
perhaps you will blame me-" said Mrs.
Carleton, but feared Emma did not
fully appreciate her blessings; if [ have
done wrong, forgive me. Iwillleave her to
EXPLAIN" and taking a lamp, she bade
them good night and ascended to her
chamber. Till late hour that night
they sat side by side, that husband and
wife, while she recounted 'tCousin Mary's
Dream" and fully, and with many tears
confessed her murmurings and repinings
under the pressure of her burden of care
and labor.
| II cannot tighten the burden Of care