The Cass County Republican. [volume] (Dowagiac, Mich.) 18??-1880, 1863-09-17
CHAPTER VIII.

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/ The dismal thunder had been ruua.i
bling in the distance for an hour, when
Nathan lifted his bride into the carriage,
again to carry her back TO her fathers
house-his no longer-but she was uni
willing to leave him without his bless
ing, SO their union was to be kept secret
till they could make an effort to recon-
Icile the old man. When Nathan en-
tered the inn alone the heavy storm
had just burst, and he was drenched
with rain. 80. ....-ss.a-,
:" She is safe y he exclaimed, cheer
fully. "The storm broke just as T.
came out Of the garden, and the thun.tt
der prevented them from hearing the
sound of the wheels. But she's mine,
Tom, mine foreverr' u sE
The fearful fury of the storm made
us. both grave. for it seemed a dark
omen for the bridal, and we listened.
silently, Nathan now and then mutter-
| ing: ,die 80 ,lHiaasH q ao9l9'o . %
i"No one can take her away" sa9!;
Crash on crash Peal on peal! Tho
heavens seemed ablaze with the con-
current fires, and Nathan's face grew
very pale. Tow ards morning the storm
abated. / never knew such a furious
tempest. AT the earliest dawn We
looked abroad. Many trees were cleft,
and strewn over the ground, fences in
ruins, and the old cathedral was thrown
to the ground. God had guided tho
bolts of wrath. We, both stood la,
solemn awe, gazing at the ruined pile,i
andthought how He had said of old,
}" Vengeance is mine, | will repay" -, :. :
Nathan went to the store, again at
ten, but the cid man was not there; his
clerk said he was i'll, so he went boldly
to the mansion. Grace met him alone
in the ball, and he, clasped her to his
heart and said, |" Dear wife, y then went
to a long conference with the father oa5
He told him all, and the old man
'shrieked with fury, and called down
curses upon his child and her husband.
When this fury had exhausted itself,
and he lay feeble and helpless on the
sofa. Nathan talked to him long and
kindly. lie forgave them atlast, when
Nathan told him that this might still
be his home,o and the world might never
know, but that he did not give up his
business freely to his son.in-la -, Ia
So it was-settled and Nathan and f.
went back to our counting room; but
he returned TO Glenburn in week, and
was admitted asa partner of the firm
soon afler but he spent his time at
Glen burn TO look after their interests
there oi9sr tlili. oa8 iiia-sN'oFi is.iat
Mrs, Morse Is a very happy matron
now, if one may judge by, her happy,
smiling eyes, land at my last visit to my
friends, she proudly showed me wee ,
miniature of Nathan in white long
dress. 9dI .s9nslsie 1Tsliff
Ifear She washurt at myi indifference;
but l don't care for babies, and then I:
was locking at. beautiful landscape
done in OIL by the artist, Tom Millions,
who had studied in Italy. Over the
N t-rr.. ..a+
marble mantle,I hung smaller picture
of a little cottage, and The original was :
mine; Nathan had that morning placed I
the deeds in my possession, and ! was
coming to Glenburn to live, too. The g
suburbs of this charming village were
fast assumingea civilized appearance
under the humane management of the
new masteEt,tsif .el..,.,. s. .s...f
On a pleasant day white-haired old
man, bent with age and sorrow, may
be seen. slowly pacing the garden walks
of Glenburn Hall, and q small, woman
|. Concluded On fourth eags)