Litchfield enquirer., 1861-01-10

geous desolatien, burning with 6 thirst uncon- querable by golden streams that flowed around her-panting with hunger which not all the flood of fattery and admiration could appease. l She reproached her husband for deserting her thus. and he answered her with angry and des- perate taunts of deception, and a total lack of love, which smote her conscience heavily. You do not care for me- he cried, then l why do you complain that I bestow elsewhere the affection you have met with coldness? 2 1 But it is wrong-sinful,' Kate remonstrated. Yes, know it, said her husband fercely. It is the evil fruit of an evil soul. And who sowed that seed Who gave me a hand with out heart? Who became the sharer cf my fortune, but gave me 10 share in her sympathy ? Who devoted ma to the fate of loving, unlov- ed husband? Nay. do not weep, and clasp your hands, and sigh and sob with such desperation of impatience, for. l say nothing you do not de- serve to hear Very well,' said Kate. I do not say your reproaches are undeserved But granting I am the cold decsitful thing you call me, you know this state of things cannot continue Yes, I know it. 'WeH?
 Mr. WelIington's brow gathered darkly-his eyes famed with hGetermination-his lips curled with scorn.
 | have made ul5my mind said he, that we should not live together any longer. 1 an tired of being called tle husband of the splendid Mrs. Wellington. I will move in my circle you shall shine in yours. l will place no re- strant your actions, nor you on mine.- We will be free
 But the world .-sbriaked poor Kate tren,- bling. =
 The world will admire you the same-and what more do you desire?' asked her husband, bitterly. This marriage of hands and not of hearts is nockery. We have played the farce long enough. Few understand the true mean- ing of the terms h ;sband and wife but do you know what they should mean? Do you feel that tine only true union is that of love and sympathy? ikeR enough of this mummery. Farewell l go to consult friends about the terms of separatioss. Nay, do i,ot trsFble and cry, and cling to l:>9 now--i shall be liberal to you. As much of my fortune shaii be yours as you desire
 He pushed herfrom him. She ft upon the sofa. From l.sart torn with anguish she shriesed aloud :ss
 Frank Frank why did I send you from me? Why was blind until sight brought me misery:
 She lay upon the sofa sobbiDg aLi weeping passionately. Gradually her gr.ef appeared to sAha..st itself; her breathing became calm; her eyc: dild SHSShS 01 HSdu tedCeiuHy OH her arm. over which swept her disshevsllcd tresses-unti, with start, she cried:
 Frank oh, Frank--come back.
 Here am,' said soft voice by her side. She raised her head. She opened her astonished eyes. Frank was standing before her.
 You have been asleep he said, smiling kindly.
 Asleep"
 And dreaming. too, I should say--not pleas anty either.'
 Dreaming! murmured Kate and is it all dream: ,:
 I hope so,' replied Frank, taking her hand.
 Iou could nct mean to send nle away from you 50 cruelty, l knew. So 1 waited in your fathers study, wheresI have been talking with him all of an hour. 1 came back, plead my canse once more, and found you here where left you, as.eep.'
 .Uh what horrible dream ' nlurmured Kate rubbing her eyes. : 1t was so like terrible re- a V, that I shuddsr now to think of it. l thought was marriedv
 And would that be so horrible?' asked Frank. I hope then, you did not dream you were married to me?'
 No, thought I gave my hand with my heart
 Then, if you gave ma your hand, it would not be with your heart? ?
 No, Frank said Kate; her bright eyes beaming happily through her tears, and here it is
 And soon there was 8 real marriage-not splendid, but happy one-followed by life of love, of contentment i; and that was the mar raye of Frank Minot and Kate Yale.