Ashtabula weekly telegraph. [volume] (Ashtabula, Ohio) 1853-1873, 1860-05-12

act had been made to appear to her in
light the very reverse of what had been in
tended Her heart had been steeled
against me, and looking upon me as an eue4
my in disguise, she had the more readily
listened to the addresses Of Sinclair, whose
polished exterior, might have fascinated an
older person than Edoline. | watched |
over her with the most intense anxiety un- |
til the arrival of her father, aud then bis !
warm commendation Of my conrse, and
heartfelt pleasure that his child was saved
from certain misery was a sweet recompense
for my cares Long days aud nights were
passed in that sick room, ere its pale in
mate was conscious, except at brief inter-
walls, aud the gay company who were ex-
pected, received notice Of her dangerous
illness. and the silence Of sorrow aud sick
ness reigned in the merry Holidays. had
pissed the night by her side, aud as lie
grey dawn appeared, her father entered to
relieve my vigil We stood looking upon
her wasted form and as lifted disheyeled
mass of hair from her forehead, she sudden-
ly opened her eyes. Looking steadily at
me for some moments, as if trying to re-
call some thing to her mind Passing her
hand several times across her eyes as if her
vision was imperfect, she whispered, 's it
mother 7"
started 1t was the 6rst time she had
called me thHs bent over her. Yes,
Edy, your mother who is thankful to God
that you are still spared to her.
Where is papa ?" she asked looking
around. He bent forward and kissed her
pale cheek.
''Do You think she will ever forgive my
wicked abuse Of her love p
"Indced she WILL darling look at her."
EJolne raised her eyes to my face, down
which the tears of gratitude aud thanks
giving were stealing, and lifting her arms
with difficulty to my neck, drew my face to
hers
my mother! my more than motherl' sc
murmured, kissing me.
Long years have passed since that hlp-
py morning, yet the remembrance is sweet.
One morning after EdOline was well enough
to he carried down below, her father enter
ed with a paper in his hand Sitting down
by her he said tenderly.
"My dear daughter, there is something
in this paper which wish you to see, but
dread to give you pain. 1t concerns one
Sinclair. Can you bear to learn the con-
A firmaton of what have told you concern
' ing his character 2"
: Edoline was much affected but c0n.roll
ed herself braveiy.
: Read my father" she said in low voice,
, and he read.
We are panied to learn that a gentleman
a who has moved in the highest circles, and
. who is the son of one Of our most respect
: ed citizens, has been arrested upon charge
: of forgery TO a large amount The affair
is undergoing judicial Investigation, and
: we earnestly hope the young man may
prove innocent-L. Democrat.
Since the above was written we have
learned that Ernest Sinclair has been fully
committed for trial.
t There was long silence broken at last
: by my husband.
, "Can You notI hank God for your escape,
I my Edoline z"
, She raised her eyes devoutly. and an
I swered
!, From my heart Of hearts, dearest fa
II ther and mother" she added turning her
e fearful eyes upon me-
d From that hour the name Of Sincai
o never passed her lips The conviction tha
1t he was utterly unworthy, helped to banisl
le him from her heart and mind. From tha
ID time Edoiine has been the most affection
a.. ate of daughters, and ever attributes hcI
of unjust conduct toward me, to Wilson's
le teachings who had instiled the belief thai
l Stepmothers were invariably heartless anC
!. cruel, and that their profess on of love fol-
IS the children committed to their care, were
1t only intended to blind the husbands eyes
al Edoline is now the wife of a distinguish
= ed divine, an ornament delight to the higl
lt station winch she is called TO fill. Otter
'e as we converse of the past, she sheds happ!
10 tears at the recollection of what she ono
he called my cruelty, but which now she kaoW
OF was my love for her. We are happy now
v for distrust aud coldneSS have fed forever
% In the hope of instilliug patience and faitl
e. into the desponding heart Of some moLhe
en- similarly situated, have related this epI
IN sode in the life of EIoline, my Stepdaugh
ly ter.