The dollar weekly bulletin. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1862-1864, 1863-09-17

: she was able to make out.
J what if my partner knew of this?' sh {
} heard him say.
, Now that partner she knew meant her,
= and that moment she would have given all
the world not to know what she did, aud all
the world to have known it, provided she
, had not.
No matter about your partner she heard
! the female voice say, little pettishly; think
of me now.'
, Think of you?' he replied; you are al
ways present in my thoughts by night and
day. ..-
'Do you love me better than anybody
elseP the female voice asked.
'By those lips vow you are the one Of
all others that can love.'
And then followed sounds as though, to
seal the vow he had made, he had kiss ed
the book he swore by. This was too much
for the nerves of the widow Watkins. She
went to the front door, turned the handle,
which made no noise, and stood in the en-
try. The light stream ed through the key
hole of the room door in which the guilty
ones were seated. She hesitated not a mo-
meut but bursting open the door violently,
she stood in the snug little illuminated
parlor.
oh, James! Jamesn cried she In a tone
of anguish, as she saw the two sitting on
sofa. he with his arm around the woman's
waist, and a table before them set with a
luxurious regard for cheer. She sunk into
chair, buried her face in her hands, and
INDUCED in another meal of grief.
Mrs. Watkinsr cried the gentleman
starting to his feet.
At the sound Of his voice Mrs. Watkins
lifted up her face, illuminated with glad
surprise, and met the gaze of Mr.. Wilkins,
/ Ituh uyifh oir ri
her.
To what are we indebted for this visit.
Mrs. Watkins? asked he, in a manner far
from delighted, and, turning to the lady be
| introduced Mrs. Green to Mrs. Watkins
very formally.
At once the shame of her position broke
in upon the mind of Mrs. Watkins. How
could she account satisfactorily for her be-
ing there? how for the violence of her en-
trance? how for her excitement? But the
honesty Of her nature would not allow her
to excuse herself by ialsehood, and she
told them with many bitter tears, the whole
story. not concealng even the fact of the
| letter that she found in her husbands
pocket. A light at this seemed to break
upon Wilkins, who stepped to the corner
where his coat reposed, and, holding it up
! to the light felt in It's pockets aud drew out
several papers. on opening one of which, 1t
proved to be bill of groceries against j as.
Watkins. and others of a kindred character
against that peaceful individual.
"a slight mistake here,' said he smiling;
Watkins and have changed coats, by which
N cans you have become possessed of my
letter, aud l of his bills. and since you have
be come acquainte with part of my secret,
may as we'll tell you the whole: that on
Tuesday next am to become the proprietor
md ito Nha 1iF1eY mr..
cupant-the widow
The widow blushed, but did not deny the
statement.
Poor little Mrs. Watkins! overjoyed at
finding all her surmses blown to atoms,
now seriously thought Of her deserted home,
and wondered what Watkins would think !
on comiug home and finding her absent
Wilkins horse was at the door, and Wilkins,
good patured soul. left the wido ow with
promise of coming back soon, and placing
Mrs. Watkins in the chaise, he drove away
towards Watkins home.
What .cM he say? what ,oiN he say?
sobbed the poor little woman as they drew
near.
BE easy, my dear madam said he, about
that; be shall never learn from me the Sc
cret. Allow me to put you down here, when
you can go ho me, and things may go on as
before, and he be mono the wiser for it,
She got out Of the chaise and moved to-
wards her own door. wondering whether her
hu ushand had come home, and whether he
wouldn't be alarmed at her absence or scold
her Tor her desertion. She trembled violent
" as she placed her little hand on the bell
handle, and the thought. Shall 1 tell him?'
passed like lightning through her mind, and
the response came as quickly.
The bell rang, and tripping lightly down
4 ha hc hnrh hnS Sha Dd1 80 faat uhn |
opening tie door, received her in his arms.
Where has my little wife been?' he asked
as, weaving his arm around her, he led her
into the parlOr.
A cheerful fire burned upon the hearth .
and sitting down by his side she looked up
10 his lace, and told him the whole story
of her curiosity that had prompted her to
read letter which was nut her own, and
the consequent jealousy, her resolution and
its result-keeping nothing back except the
secret which Wilkins had confiied to her.
Watkins listened gravely, but kindly, and
when she had concluded he drew her to-
wards him with fonder love than be had
felt for her before she was tempted, for be
felt how muoh she needed his aid in her
weakness. ,.+
And this should be the manner of receiv
ing the confidence repossd in us. We
should not receive it in spirit Of harshness
and repel the loving impulse that draws
the erring spirit towards our own. Did we
understand and practice this there
would be far less double dealing in the
world, and more candor. Mrs. Watkins !
decided rightly, and he. like true man,
received the confession rightfully. {
Next morning be entered his counting =
room with letter in his b aud, addressed 10 |
his partner. It contained the mischievous {
letter, and the words: my dear sir, your {
secret is safe, but mine has become nay hus- I
band's.' Wilkins showed the liues to Wat
kins and in ord ar TO remove the i'm nrassion