Dodgeville chronicle. [volume] (Dodgeville, Wis.) 1862-current, 1865-09-28

II am glad Of that II am so glad ofthat'
she murnured with a moisture on her dark
eyelashes.
"Ellice,'' he went on, '.may | prove the
respect and devotion | have felt for you since
the moment in which we first met-may |
ask you in this hour of trial and desolation
to trust your future implicitly in my hands
to become my dear and cherished wife %
She put her hand confdingly in his
Sometime, perhaps-when this dark cloud
has passed away from my life
The rest of the sentence was lost in tears,
but in a moment she resumed
s:Oh, Ralph, don't think me cold or un-
grateful. Your love would sustain me in a
thousand such trials as this And in the fu-
ture-''
Il have nothing to do with the future, Ell
lice, he said with certain quiet resolution
that it was impossible to oppose. II claim
my treasure now. Before three days have
passed, l wish to call you wife"
Poor Ellice it was a brief, strange, WOO
ing-not at all like those she had dreamed of
in her early youth Yet her whole being
leaned with indispensable relief on its new
prop and shelter How could the lips sylla-
BILE No." when the heart spoke ''Ye s, with
AL the upspringing, electric impulses of its
exceeding joy? And three days thence, at
ter marriage by special license, the slender
bride, looking shyly up into her husbands
frank face, murmured, ooh Ralph, hope it
is not wrong to beso very, very, happy"
''Wrong" echoed Barbara Benson rom
behind her pocket-handkerchief, Gas ii God
didn intend all his creatures to be happy.
don't believe in the theology that wears
long face and shuts its eyes for fear of see
ing heavens sunshine
Several days elapsed before Ralph Payson
found any leisure to leave his pretty villa at
Richmond, in order to pay visit to the Bel
gravian mansion where he had first met his
pretty little wife; and when he was at length
ushered into the elegant boudor where his
portly sister-in-law trifled away the time,
Mrs. Payson opened her eyeswide, and Miss
Geneyra Ware smiled very fascinating well
come. s gt
s.Dear me, Ralph, what stranger you
are," said the elder lady, while Genevra
drew forward chair
cam | % he returned drily. cit is very
possible, for much of my time latterly has
been devoted to my wife,
"Your wife," echoed Mrs Payson, scarce
ly credting the evidence of her own ears
Genevras soft color ebbed away, and she
closed her hand over the book she had been
reading, until the rich rings cut into her
flesh.
'.My wife. was married last week to
Ellice Monille"
sEllice Monille The girl that stole
my"
She was interrupted by the light football of
Miss. Denham, the new governess-a tall,
freckled lady, with light eyelashes and por-
tentously thin lips.
~''Well, Miss Denham, what is it ~ petu-
lantly demanded Mrs. Payson. ''What is
the trouble i'll the nursery now? what have
the children been doing? Really, | don't
have a minutes peace in my life"
81 beg your pardon, ma'am,' apologised
the abashed governess, hesitating as to
whether it would be better to advance or re-
treat; "but | thought you would be pleas
ed to learn that your lace collar has been
found -
"Foundl"
The words broke in an almost involuntary
sound from Geneyra Wares ashy pale lips,
as she leaned breathlessly forward.
eyes ma am, found. The children were
playing with Miss Wares desk-I told them
it was wrong to touch it--but they are
scarcely as amenable to dicipline as | could
wish. And Laura dropped it, quite acct
dentally, breaking the hinges, and scatter
the contents on the floor and in the little
secret drawer, whose spring was bro
ken"
at is false it is false p shrieked Gene
yra, springing to her feet, with face where
all the evil passions stroye together for mas
terry. ''It is q concerted tale--a faIsehood ~
The next minute she sank away on the
sofa, in strong Mysteries
Mrs. Payson shrank away from her niece,
Geneva, as if her very touch was pollution,
protecting her yoluminous skirts from con-
tamination with one hand, while with the
other she took up her superb Spanish point
collar, viewing it with beWildered look.
Ralph smiled cold bitter smile, more akin
to sheer.
81 hope you are non satisfied, madam,
who it was that stole your Lace" he said,
speaking very calmly. The petty malice
which could stoop to plan another's misery
perhaps ruin-on such foundation as
this, is beyond all scorn -
ell am very sorry, Ralph, began Mrs.
| Payson timidly.
''Stop, madam he interrupted, sternly,
'your sorrow comes to late. You should
have taken all these things into considera-
ton long ago. Ny rife has no need for fur
ther pity or sympathy"
1t is all Generals fault" sobbed Mrs.
Payson. Il won't have her in the house
another day | will send her home this very
night-the man@uyring treacherous mink
70 think that she should steal my Spanish
point collar, and lay the blame on poor dear,
little Ellice Oh, the wickedness of this
world y
And Mrs. Payson in her genuine indigna-
ton at Genevra's duplicity, never, for sin
gle instant, fancied that her own conduct
bad not been spotlessly correct and right
There are too many Mrs. Paysons in the
world
Miss Geneva Wares husband hunting
expedition came to rather an unsuccessful
| termination, considering the amout of diplo-
macy she had expended on it. She went
home thai very day, per express train (for
Mrs. Payson kept her word, and would lis
ten to no coaxing expostulations, in com
pany with seven trunks, two bonnet boxes,
and guitar case, rejecting bitterly on the
result of her London campaign. For Gene
vra could not but admit to herself that al
though she had deprived Ellice Monille Of
her situation as governess, yet the situation
that young lady had since obtained as wife
was infinitely preferable.
And Ellice was happy, with calm, serene
happiness that was like 'sclear shining after
rain" Through trial, she had achieved o
great and exceeding peace. an
A WHOLE FAMILY ANNIHILATED BY A SINK.
The Fishkill IN. Y Standard gixe an ac-
count of extraordinary mortality in one
| family ii that vicinity 1t records the death