The Cadiz sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1864-1911, 1868-07-01
A KIND HEARTS REWARD.


Knowing that many readers are more in
terested in tales founded uron facts than
fiction, we give the following sketch, which,
although rivalirg mary Of those romantic
pictures drawn by fiction writer's, is vouch-
ed for by an old English journal as being
founded upon real life occurrence, and
merely polished by the pen of the writer.
The neTly-married couple had lust come
from the altar, and were about starting on
bridal tour as the following conversation
took place.
The newly married husband took his
brides hands in his own. ALLOW me, "
he said, ''thus to hold your land; for
dread lest you should quit me. | trcnlbe
lest you should quit me. | tremble lest
this should be an illusion. 1t seems to me
that am the hero of one of those fairy
tales which amused my boyhood, and in
which in the hour of happiness some ma
lignant fairy steps ever in to throw the yic>
tim into grief and despair. .-.-
''Reassure yourself, my dear Frederick, J"
said the lady; Il was yesterday the widow
Of Sir James Melton, and to-day am
Madame de la Tour, your wife. Danish
from your mind the icea Of the fairy
This is not fiction, but history.
Frederick de la Tour had indeed some
reason to suppose that his fortunes were
the work OF q fairy band; for, in the course
OF one or two short months, by a seeming
ly inexplicable stroke of fortune, he had
been raised to happiness and wealth beyond
his desires. A iriendless orphan, twenty
five years old, he had been the holder of a
cei ikship which brought him scanty live
lihood, when, one day, as he passed along
the Rue St. Honore, rich Cquipage sud-
denly stopped before him, and young and
elegant woman called from it to Eim.-
Monsieur, monsieur" said she.
At the same time, on given signal, the
| footmen leaped down, opened the carriage
door, and invited Frederick to enter. lie
did so, though with some hesitation and
surprise, and the carriage started off at full
| speed
Il have received your note, sir, said
the lady to NJ de Ia Tour, in very soft
and sweet voice; ''and in spite Of refusal, l
hope yet too see you tomorrow evening at
my party. -,
TO see me! Madame?" cried Frederic.
| "Yes, sir, you -. All! a thousand
pardons, " continued she, with an air of
confusion. II see my mistake Forgive
me sir; you are SO like a particular friend!
What can you think of me? Yet, the re-
sembanco is so striking, that it would have
deceived my one"
OF course Frederic replied politely to
these apologies.
Just as they were terminated the car
riage stopped at the door of splendid
mansion, and the young man could do no
more than offer his arm to LAZY Melton,
as the fair stranger announc herself to
be. Though English i'll name, the fair
lady, nevertheless, was evidently of French
origin. Her extreme beauty charmed NJ
de la Tour, and he congratulated himself
upon tie happy accident which had gained
him such an acquaintance. Lady Melton
loaded him with civilities, and ha received
and accepted am invitation for the party
spoken of. Invitations to other parties fol-
lowed; and to be brief the young man soon
found himself ali established vsitant at the
house of Lady Melton. She, rich and
beautiful widow, was encirccd by admirers
One by one, they disappeared, giving
way to the poor clerk, who seemed to en-
gross the lady's whole thoughts. Finally,
almost b ythcir own asking, they were bctnth-
cd. Frederic used to look sometimes at the
glass which hung in his humble lodging:
and wonder TO what circumstances he owed
his happy fortune. lIe was not i'll looking,
certainly, but he had not the vanity to think
his appearance was magnificent and his
plain and scanty wardrobe prevented him
from doing credit to his tailor. lie used to
conclude his medita'ons by the reflection
that assurealy the lovely widow was fulfill
ing some unavoidable award Of destiny. As
for his own feeling, the lady was lovely
young, rich, accomplished, and noted lor
her sensibility and virlue-cuuld he hesi'
tate2
When the marriage contract was signed,
his astonshment was redoubled tor he
found himself, through the lady's love the
virtual possessor Of large property, both In
England and in France The presence Of
friends had certified and sanctioned the
union, yet as has been stated Frederic felt
some strange fears, in spite of himself, les,
all should prove an illusion, and he grasped
his brides hand, as if to prevent her being
spirited away from his view.
"My dear Frederic" said the lady
smilingly. ''sit down beside me, and let INT
say something to YOU
The young husband obeyed, bnt did mo-
quit her hand. She began, "Once on ;
time" Frederic started, and half ,seliousl,
exclaimed, Heavens! it is a fairy tale!'
+ Listen to me-, foolish boy" resumed th'
, lady. There was once girl, the daugh
ter of parents well-horn, and at one tint
rich, but who had declined sadly in circum
I stances. Until her fifteenth year, the fami
" lived in Lyoas, depending entirely fo
r subsistence upon the labor OF father Som'
: better hopes sprung up and induced then
to come to Paris; but it is difficult to stol
in the descent down the path Of misfortune
For three years the father struggled har;
R against proyerty, but at last died in hos
: pital.
THE mother soon followed, and tn
! young girl was left alone, the occupant Of
u garret of which the rent was not paid.
6 there were any fairy corrected with thi
o story, this was the moment tor her appear
ance; but none came. The girl RENAME
: alone, without friends or protectors, haras
sed by debt which she could not pay, an
seeking in vain for some species Of employ
ment. She found none. Still it was neces
sary for to have food, One day passed, o
which she tasted nothing. The night tina
followed was sleepless Next day was agai
passed without food, and the poor girl wa
forced into the resolution of beggirg.
"She covered her head with her mother
veil. the only heritage she had received, an
, STOPPING so as to simulate old age, she wer
into the street. When there, she held OF
har hand. Alas! the hand was white an
. youthful and delicatel Thus concellet
is the poor girl held out her hand to a youu
s. woman who passed--one more happy tina
a herself, and asked, "a sou-a single sou {
81 get bread?" The petition was unheede,
/. An old man passed. The mendicant thougl
that the experience of the distresses of Ii
! might nave softened one like him. but 81
le was in error Experience had only herdel
ed. not sottened his heart