Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1862-01-22

and the promise gave her; but still, for
my fathers sake, must not hesitate
With trembling hand, she took the book
down from the shelf. 80, SIR said she,
during many sleepless night have been
accustomed to enter the secret thoughts Of
my heart on the blank leaves at the end
of the book. I hope no one will ever
know whose writing they are will you
promise me thatf'
Certainly, my dear Bertha. Do not
alarm yourself; l will take care that your
secrets shall not be prefaned. But now
get ready that we may go
Whilst she left the room to pat on her
bonnet and shawl, Karl T. (fer the
reader will have guessed. that the young
man was no other than our hero) glanced
over the writing of the girl in the book,
and bis eyes filled with tears of emotion
and delight as he read the outpourings of
"a pure and pious heart; and when they
had left the house together, and she was
walking beside him with dignity of which
she seemed entirely unconscious, he cast
upon her looks of respect and admiration.
They first went to Madame Berg, who
did not give the advance required, bat as
sured the young man that Bertha was an
angel. Certainly this praise Mr.. T
valued higher than the money be had
asked for. They pawned the book, and
the required sum was made mp. Bertha
was overjoyed.
But if you spend your money to-day
remarked the young man, on what will
You live tomorrow
Il do not know, but trust in God. I
shall work the whole night through
Yes, trust in God firmly, and He will
help you, exclaimed Karl, with an enthu-
siasm which almost betrayed the emotion
he felt.
When they came 10 the tavern, the
young man went in first TO prepare old Mr..
Schmidt for the part be wished him to act;
then he fetched Bertha. 1t is impossible
to describe the JOY he felt when he saw
| the young girl throw herself in her fathers
arms, and press him TO her heart. ,,q,qs,
night have l had-how uneasy 1 have
been about you; but, thank God, have
you again. and her face frightened up
with smile of joy. -"
She paid the bill, and triumphantly led
him home. T accompanied them,
and said he had few more kruizers il his
pocket; she had better go and get them
something to eat. And then you should
have seen this darling girl, how che busted
herself and how gladly she set about il
the young man felt as if he could fall at
; her feet and worship her. 1t was late be-
; fore T went home that night; but
the leap from the Main Brucke was no
more thought Of. he came to the house.
T in order, as he said, to share with them
his scanty earnings.
. About fortnight after, as he was going
away one evening, he said to Bertha,
q 'Will you become my wifei am only q
:. poor clerk, but I am honest and upright.
; Bertha blushed and cast her eyes to the
!, ground. ...r s ......r ..e fs,ea =.
|, Can you love me, Bertha T be asked
! in an overflow Of feeling. .....- --.
! She was silent and did not raise her
:, head but she held ont her hand. h
J seized it, and kissed it fervently.
= BERTHA said he, i love you immeas-
= urably; you have saved my life.'
A few days after, she young couple, sim
ply, but respectfully attired, and accom-
panied by Herr Schmidt, went to Church
" where they were married in quiet way
When they came out man and wife, an ele
=. giant carriage was at the door, and foot
. man in rich livery let down the steps.
- 'Come,' said the happy husband to hi
- bevildered wife, who locked ct him wit
amazement. f*#s -
Before she could utter cord, the thre
-, were seated in the carriage, driving ava
~ at quick pace. The carriage stopped b.
- fore splendid house in the best part
7 Frankfort. They were received by nun
- Der Of domestics, who conducted them
;! apartments decorated In the most costl
ba style. '.f ..,, ~.
ne This is your mistress said t.
the servants, and her commands you ha,
:. henceforth to obey. My darling wifi
.S' = said he then, turning 10 Bertha, 4 am Ia
- +, one OF the wealthiest men of th
ss city. This house is yours, and these Sc
'os ! !, wants viii attend on you. / hold pledI
- from yeu that riches sill net corrupt 20
NJ heart. Here it Is, in the prayer-book
or your poor mother, writtea By your han'
If thou vert to give me oil the treasul
:, of the world, o Lord. ! would still rems
Au- thine humble servant. Bor what is q
= before Thee, that lookest into the hear
sss. 2 Thine is my heart ssd Djse il shall
~ main
On 1T is the Lords end thise. my belo,
:, KARL whispered Bertha and sank int
W. orms
on .Hurrah for the leap from the M,