The home journal. (Winchester, Tenn.) 1858-188?, 1860-11-08

'lloW iIhc HliNj llUT'HuFcu -hlTlllN,
pride flaming again into her eyes,
'Hc went abroad, | continued, "ms
fo.tune come upon him, and that ripe,
luscious future turned to ashes in his
grasp. Still he struggled on, and when
he had conquered destiny, and built for
himself another and tlircr castle, he lost
his right arm, and became q crippled,
miserable being
The hand that b,aided those shining
trcsscs trcmbled wildly. The face in
the mirror assumed softened express
sion, the eyes grew darkly tender.
Broken hearted, toil.worn, and grown
old with care, he returned to his old
home lie came to me, for he dare not
meet the cold, withcring pride-that
scornful triumph of station and beauty,
in the face of her he had 80 worshipped,
so adorcd, with love exceeding all
things in its width and height and
power
WAS her pride, then, 50 mighty :?
her woman's nature so much less |?
said Miriam, in voice made husky
with Indignation and tears. Gould she
dared she fling him from her, hcwho had
once dwelt prc-eminent in her heart !?
He, hearth. oxen and alone, in the wide,
pittlcss wordy
She is woman, Ireplied, 'hcr heart
is true and loving, but herrridc las ev-
cr been to her second self She fears
the world with its sneers and jibcs, |
have promised him to go to hrr-prc-
pare her for this sad event. Miriam,
how shall counsel her to act how
deal with that supcrnaI, overwhelming
pridc?'
Miriam shook back the waving hair
fr m her brow, and turned her regal
face upon ne. 1t was lighted up with
noble and womanly love adcep, dewy
tenderness.
TeIl her to go to him and pour out at
his feet all that depth ofdcvotion which
lies so rich in the heart OF woman. TO
hold out her hands to him, and raise
him up to stand beside her ON that high
pinnacle of wealth and estate. Tell
her that in all the great heart of life,
love is the dearest throb within it. 1t
is beautiful creation, and oh not
lightly to be pushed aside,
| burst INTO tears pointed to the
door, and cried
Miriam! there is despairing and
hcart-broken man sitting by your fire
side. 1t is Leonard
She started and fell back against
u chair The gush of imperial beauty
flowed away from her face and left it
colorless. Then, with firm step and
graceful majesty, she took my hand and
led me out into the broad hall, down
the great staircase, and across to the
door of the room where he sat. Her
brow was pale and calm, her hand did
not trcmblc within mine.
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Still in the wide seat where had left
him, the freight shining vividly round
him, sat Leonard. He arose when he
saw us, and took II step forward into
the middle ofthc room ] could have
fallen down and worshippcd him as he
stood there with noble, yet attennaled
form, and his great adorning sonl stand
ing on the threshold of his eyes. lie
looked i'll and sorrowful, but conscious
dignity of manhood hung about him
like cloak.
Miriam leaned heavily upon mo, and
now she trembled like an aspen. He
took another step forward and spoke to
her:
Miriam, | have come to say farcN ell.
/ have come to release you from the ties
that bind you to this wretched and
manned bcing-thc shadow of myself.
| am here to give you up forever
His voice died away in an agony of
anguish He essayed to retain his
courageous and manly bearing, but his
love, omnipotcnt, supreme, loosencd all
the functions of his heart, and he wopt.
With one bound she reached his side;
with one wide embracing of her arms,
she made a circle of love about him /;
with one burst of tears she rained
heaven of light and hope, and devotion
in his crushed soul. Throughshe veil
of her jcwcled hair ] saw her face lit
ed up in divine gratitude, and lips NOV
ed as if in prayer; the broad white
brow woro halo about it, like golden
band.
I departed silently, and throughout
that happy day ! repeated truly and
rncstly, 'of all the great heart OF lifc,
lovc is the dearest throb within it,
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"You look as though you werc be.