The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1861-03-29

excepting his Wife's hap. That, be said,
was too closely associated with the idea
Of herself; it belonged to the little story
of their loves; for some of The sweetest
moments Of their courtsEip were those
when be had leaned over that instrument,
and listened to the melting tones OF her
voice. | could but smile at this instance
of roman tic gallan,ry in a doating hu.-
band. 1910 81 - 8ER
lie was now going out Of the cottage.
where his wife had been all day, superin-
tending its arrangement. My feelings had
become strongly interested in the progress
ofsthis family story, and as it WAS a fine
evening, | offered to accompany him.
he was-wearied with .,Le fa,igues Of
The day, and as We walked out, fell into a
fit Of gloomy musing. @-
"Poor Mary!' at length broke. with
heavy sigh, from his lips. s'aF - 7'.'-
"And what Of her." asked I, has anv
thing happened to her. --
What" said he, darting an impartien.
glance, is is nothing 10 be reduced to this
paltry sltuaton-to be Gagged in misera-
ble cottage-to be obliged to toll almost
In the menial concerns of her wretched
hahitation, 4. .-..a4. ..... -....z.
Has she then repiued at the chanre9"
Repinedl she has been nothing but
sweetness and good humor. Indeed, she
seems in better spirits than | have ever
known her; she has been 20 me all love.
and tenderness and comfort.
Admirable girl ~ exclaimed I. "You
call Yourself poor, my friend; YOU never
were so rlch-you never knew the hoppJ.
less treasures of excellence you possessed
IN that woman. ..... ..' -
"Oh but my fiiend, if this first meet.
ing at the cottage We're over, | think T
could then be comfortable, But this ia
her hrst day of real experience she has
been introduced into an humble DWELLING
she has been employed all day in ar.
ranging its miserable equipments--soe
has for the first time known the fa,;o,os
of domestic employment--she has for the
first time looked around her on a HON.
destitute of everything clegant-almost Of
everything convenient; and NAV now be-
sitting down, exhausted and spiri,.ess.
oroodiny over prospect Of future power,
ty." i'
There was degree of probability in thi.
picture that | could mol gaipsav, SO wa
walked on in silence.
After turning from the main road. IN
barrow laae, SO thickIy shaded by tores,
trees as to give it a complete air of secln.
Sion' we came in sight OF the cottage It
was humble enough in its appearance for
the most pastoral poet; and vet it hal a
pleasing rural look A wild yira baI
overrun one end with profusion of eoli.
age; few trees threw their brancho.
gracefully over it; and observed sevar,i
pots OF flowers tastefully disposed about
the door, and on the grass>plo, IN front.
a small wicket gate opened upon a foot
path that wound through some shrubberv
10 'he door. Just as we approached. wa
heaFd the sound of music-LesIie nrasped
my arm; we paused and listeneI. Il
was Mary's voice, singing, in STYLE Of
the most touching simplicity, little air
OF which her husband was peculiarly fond.
| teit Leslle's hand trembIe on nv arm.
lie stepped forward, to hear more dis.
uhcuy. lis step made noise on thu
Sravel-walk. A bright, beautiful f,ca
glanced out at the window, and ranisbsd
"a light footstep was heard Mary
came tripping forth to meet us She wa.
IN pretty rural dress Of white: A few
wild flowers were twisted in her fine hair.
p fresh bloom was on her check: her
whole countenance beamed viii, smiles
| had never seen her look so lovely.
" My dear George" cried she, II am
SO glad you are come; have been watch.
ing and watching for YOU; and rupnino
d'wn the lane, and looking out for YOU
I've set out table under beautiful tree
behind the cottage; and I've beer gath
er'ng some of the most delicious straw
berries. for know YOU are fond of them
and we have such excellent cream
and every thing is SO sweet and still here.
Oh% said she, putting her arm within
his, and looking up brightly in his face,
Oh, we shall be SO happy ...
Poor Leslie was OVERCOME. lie cauoLt
ber to his bosom-he foleed hi. arms
round her-he kissed her again and again
he could not speak, but the tears
gushed into his eyes; and lie has often
assured me, that though .he world ha.
since gone proFperousIy with him, and
his life has indeed been happy oas, ye.
never has lie experienced moment, of
more exquisite felicity. E