Pomeroy weekly telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy, Meigs County, Ohio) 1860-1866, 1860-01-31
,z3l7 IN Is rellanp9
HUSB ND AND WIFE
IN TWO cHAPTERs.-cHApTER I.

n OO d "A ~ ~ "A ~ - " i "a
IN TWO CHAPTERS-CHAPTE 1.
II was not livery much surprised to re-
ceive, one morning, letter from my
niece, Mrs. Lorimer, although she had
never written, to me since her marriage
nearly four years ago-nor did the
contents of her letter excite much aston,
ishment in my mind, different as it was
from the undertaking accounts 1 had al
ways received of her happiness and pros
perity. ] was unspeakabiy grieved, to
be sure; but 1 had always had my doubts
about the sincerity of her. protestations,
forI knew the vain, proid heart of the
girl, and that to own herself disap-
pointed, would seem to her humiliation
and defeat. asE
I did not overlook the remembrance
that her sisters had visited her, and
brought back glowing accounts of her
felicity; but, then, fine house and large
establishment made up their estimate of
happy marriage, and SO long as every
thing seemed smooth and courteous be-
tween the pair, they would never look
further or deeper. Howbeit, here was
labels cOunter-statement
8"Dear Aunt Sarah," ran the letter,
-s'will you leave home, and come and stay
with us for time? The house is quiet;
the summer is in its glory; and it will be
such pleasure to me- Do come in spite
of obstacles, for I am unhappy, and want
toconsult you. Towhom else can | look?''
4, So, though I felt it rather hard to
leave my pretty cottage and flower gar
den, at the pleasantest season Of the year,
and still more so, to break off my old
ways and habits, Of life, which fitted me
there like glove, l resolved, to lose no
time in obeying Isabel's SUMMONS, for L
was very anxious about her. I thought
some conjugal crisis must have occurred,
or she would never have dropped the
veil [ knew Mr.. sLorimer so slightly
that l had little ground for speculation,
so far as he was personally concerned;
but l knew that Isabel had married.
from respect, she said; and | could not
help remembering how, even with the
solemn nuptial vows in her ear, and
enunciated, too, with tremulous pas
sion, she had turned her graceful head
from altar and priest to- mark the ample
few Of her satin drapery and costly veil.
Some might have called it a charming
nairete; but it did not seem so to me, nor
nes / one of those who fondled and
praised her-her husband among the
rest-for the cl ear, calm tones in which
she had spoke her own responses, l
did not like it; there was depth enough
in Isabel's nature. to have made her for
get her bridal IS nit, and to have stifed in
whispers her. lpell-like voice, had her
heart been true to her words. When [
looked from her husbands flushed face
and eyes, which glowed when they fell
upon her, to her cool cheek and smiling
lips, / made an old woman's inward au-
gury of ILL: .'Hot love soon grows cold, y
said I to myself; "and she, poor child, is
not in love at all God grant the fame
may never break ont of bounds!'' To
speak truly, the last Was my present fear.
was not afraid of any outward compro-
mise Of, Isabel's duty, for [ relied upon
the self-restraint of her character and
her pride of position; but had she dis
: covered that, she was capable of loving
as she never had loved, and that the OBJ
ject of that love was not her husband?-
that a blessedness once possible, was
now in sight, but out Of reach forever?
Then, again, came back the consolatory
reflection, that she would. never have
owned it; pride and shame would have
sent her silent to the grave: and my heart
ached involuntarily as 1 conceived that
burning grief devouTing her in secret
At all events. would go. The very
same day Isreceived 1sabels letter saw
my arrangements complete; and the even
ing post carried her a letter stating at
K what hour they might send to meet me
3 at the railroad station. Then I put on
my bonnet, and made the best of my
way to the city, to tell her family Of my
visit, and receive their commissions.
1t was sultry evening in the begin
ming of July, and the heat, dust. and
turmoil of the metropolis struck me op.
pressively The cross of ST. Paul's
famed in the blazing sun; the gay dis
play of summer fashions in the adjacent
windows looked tawdry and eclipsed in
the unmitigated light, and one put by
half in pity, half in disgust; the droop-
ing, scentless roses thrust upon the at
tention by therimportunate fower-girls
/ found my brothers warehouse in full
activity he himself was paying CONNER
cial court to some important customer in
one of the long narrow alleys formed by
bales of goods, which fronted the public
door by which | had entered. He saw
me at once, and directed me to await his
leisure in his private counting house
with an air of undisguised astonishment
at my appearance. When he joined me
| told him briefly why [ had come, fol
it had been long since Robert and | had
been on affectionate terms. He appeared
highly amused at the idea Of my going
to Morton Leas'.
"Why, what can Isabel want with you
Sarah-a quiet, dull, old soul like you:
No offense [ hope; but you must wonder
yourself; beside, You will ie like fish
out of water in their grand house and
with their fine ways. You have no no,
ton of the style they live in ~
: [ said quietly: "If l had not, it wls
from no want Of information on the sub