The gazette and Democrat. (Lancaster, Ohio) 1860-1860, 1860-08-30

vcrsity. No mn knows what the wife
Of his bosom isGno man knows what
ministerihg angel she is---until he has
gone with her though the fiery trials of
this world"
There was something in the earnestness
of my manner and the 6gurative style OF
my language that caught the excited i'm.
agination Of Leslie. knew the auditor |
bad TO deal with aud following up the
impression had made, | finished by per.
suading him to go home and unburden his
sad heart 10 his wife.
| must confess. notwithstanding all l
had said. l felt some little solicitude for
the result. We can calculate the fortitude
Of one whose life has been round Of plea.
sure? Her gay spirit might feyolt at the
IdarE, downward path OF low humility sud-
denly pointed out before, and might cling
to the sunny regions in which they had
hitherto reyeled. Besides, ruin is fash
iopable life is accompanied by SO many
CALLING notifications TO which in other
ranks it is a stranger. In shoh, I could
not meet Leslie the next morning without
anticipation. He made the disclosure.
And how did she bear 2"
"Like an angel! Il seems rather to be
a relief to her mind. for she threw her arms
around my neck and asked if this was Ill
that had lately made me unhappy. Bat,
poor girl added he, "she cannot realize
the change we must undergo. She had
no idea Of poverty but in the abstract1 she
has ouly read oiitin poetry, where 1t is ALI
ed to love. She feels as yet 20 privation;
she suffered no loss of accustomed couve>
niences or e.egancies. When we come
practically to experience its sOrdid cares,
its paltry wants, lis petty humiliation
then will be the real lrial.'
But said, "now that you have got
over the severest test, that Of breaking il
to her, the sooner you let the world into
the secret the better. The disclosure MAJ
be mortifyiug but then it is single mis-
Icry, and soon over; whereas you other.
wise suffer it in anticipation, every hour
in the day. 1t is not poverty 30 much as
pretence, that barasses ruined man-thC
struggle between proud mind aid an
empty purse. the keeping up hollow show
} that soon come 10 an end. Have the cour-
age to appear poor, and you disarm power.
} ty of its sting" On this point | found
Leslie quite prepared. He Lad no. false
pride bimsclf, and as TO his wife. she was
, only anxious to conform to their altered
circuthst6hccs
. Some days afterwards lie called upon
me in the evening. He lsd disposed oi
: his dwelling house and taken small cot
tage in the country. few miles. Hehat
t been busted all day in sending oui furn
! ,ure. The new establishment requires
5 few articles, and those Of the simples
kind. All tie furniture Of his late resi-
dence had been sod, except his wile'
t harp. That, he said, was too closely as
B sociated with he idea; it belonged 10 th
! little story of their loves; for some of tn
D sweetest moments Of their courtsbip wer
those when he had leaned over that instrn
u me:.t, and listened TO the melting tones 0
! her voice. l could but smile at this. in
S stance Of romantic gallantry in a dotini
husband -
It fIe was now going out to the cottage
D where his wife had been all day shperiu
Y tending its arrangements. My feeling hs
!. become strongly interested in the progress
Q Of this hmify story, and, as it was fin
r. evening l offered to accompany him.
). He was weared by the fatigue of tn
d dav, and as he walked out, fell into 6t {
y gloomy musiug,
\ "Po6r Mary" at length broke, with
1 heavy sigh, from his lips.
). "And what OF her 2"
d "What," said he. darting ap impatier
ii glance, at i'nothing to be reduced to Ii
n paltry situation-to to he Gagged in a miser;
g ble cottage to be obliged to toll almo
In the menial concerns Of her wrethed h;
" birations?"
5. "Has she then repined at The change2
70 "Repined ! she has been nothing b.
is sweetness and good bumor. Indeed 81
D. seems in better spirits than ever ha,
v known her; she has been to me all lo7,
70 and tenderness, and comfort !" .'-
,e admirable girl p exclaimedI. 'Yc
in call yourself poor, my friend; you new
70 were sorich-you never Knew the boun
= less treasures ofexcellence you possess
t! that woman" .af' '.t~ ...t !"
IN 30! but, my friend. ii'this first NEE
er ting at the cottage was over, | think
could then be comfortable. But this
ct her first day of real experience; she h
IL been introduced into an humble dwcllir
b. --she has been employed all day in a
ly ranging its miserable equipmen's--she ha
I'd for the first time, known the fatigues
&C domestic emplopment--she has, for t
n. first time, looked around her Oh a hor
destitute of everything elegant--aImc
r? everything convenient; and may now
t, sitting down, exhausted and spiritlei
he brooding over prospect Of future pow
ou ty." -ra I.-t
> There was degree ofprobability in Il
n picture that | could not gainsay, SO
i'm walked cniD silence. ..'' q. e..'
u, After turning from the main road up
,e' narrow lane, so lhickly shaded with for
h nA trees as to give it a complete air Of secI
NY sion, we came in sight of the cottage.
1t was humble enough in its sppearau
for the most pastoral poet; and yet it b
III, a pleasing rural look. A wild vine h
%%ni overrun one emo with profusion
'iu foliage a few trees threw their brancl
IT, gracefully over IT, and also obserV
er' several pots Of flowers tastcfully disp
ed about the door, and on the gra
|, plat in frort. A small wicket gate oper