The Wyandot pioneer. (Upper Sandusky, Ohio) 1853-1868, 1865-02-15

HAD susan oDeyeu the impulse Wnlcn
was deepest in her bosom, she would
have thrown her arms about her has
bands neck, and kissed him; for she did
love him truly and well; but she had
other impulses, nearer the surface, and
she obeyed them.
"Peter Pepperell," she said, "if you
wish to blot out all my love for you, you
are taking just the course to do it. | will
leave it for you to judge how long l can
continue to love man who not only
takes every occasion to fret and worry
me, but who would even cast the dark
shadow of evil over my most innocent
deeds. Let me tell you, sir, that you are
not travelling in the right road if you
seek domestic peace and happiness" F"
And with this she arose and left the
room, for the tears were coming to her
eyes, and she would not have her hus-
band see her cry there.
just one week after this, as Peter Pep
perell was returning from his office, he
met Lieut.. Tom Danton coming out from
his house. With very stiff bow he
passed the lieutenant, and when he en-
tered the hail. and hung up his hat, he
was prepared to say some very severe
things. But as he opened the door of
the sitting room his severity was all for
gotten. Instead Of finding his wife with
happy smiles upon her face, he found
her upon the sofa, with her face buried
in the pillow, weeping and sobbng as
though her heart would break.
"susan--Susau," he cried, kneeling
by her side, aud wind NC his arm about
her, "what is it ? What is the matter?"
"Oh!--John! John!--Oh! my poor
brotherw
What is it? Tell mel What has hap
peued to John p
In a little while Susan sat up, and
spoke coherently. She said her brother
WAS dead---he had been killed at Fred
ericksburg. Lieutenant Danton had re-
ceved the intelligence from the Colonel
of his regiment.
Peter Pepperell was stricken with
anguish, for of all the men he had ever
known he had loved John Jones AS few
men ever loved any one outside Of their
own home circle; and his friendship for
the brother bad led him to the side of the
sister.
'Let lis take the sad news as calmly
as we can" said Peter, at the same time
aying his wife's head upon his bosom.
81 loved John as | would have loved
an own brother; but he has fallen in a
noble cause, and while we mourn we
can honor and bless his memory"
1t was heavy blow to the loving
sister: but she did not mourn needlessly,
and, calling the spirit of resi- 5nation to-
her aid she soon became calm ard ration
all
The winter passed, and during the
cold, dreary months Peter Pepperell
was very thoughtful of his wife's hap
piness, and did nothing to mar her peace
q mind; but when the warm springtime
came again, he began to find occasion
for his old jealousy. Those school
mates and pla, mates of other years, now
grown to whiskers and moustaches,
troubled him terribly.
One afternoon, during the month of
July, as Peter was returning home rather
earlier than usual. he saw gentleman
walking away from his house in the
other direction.
You've had company, Susan" he said
as he entered the room where bis wife
was sitting.
"Yes, Peter she answered. "Ao
old friend Of mine.
What in The world was the matter
with the woman? She trembled; and her
face was flushed; and her husband fan
cied that he could hear her heart beat.
''Mrs. Pepperel, will you allow me to
ask YOU who that old friend wasp
"Don't ask me now Peter. Perhaps
I'll tell you sometime"
"Zounds, madaml do you think I'm
made Of stone? Do you think can
bear everythingl You will remember,
it was the last ounce That broke the
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