The weekly North-Carolina standard. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 186?-1869, 1869-06-30

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erty in a lodging in Paris.
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| 7 read tbe letter. though Dominic Moore WAS
neither kitli nor kin OF NINE. NO psllisn-
ment could have reached HIM ne nap o,ly
taken what the law allowed MN 70 tahe,
that was quite true but his own co,'soi
must have told him he had actea iihe yii.
lain, and 1 thought decency should nave
kept him silent, unless he had peeh III Po-
sition to make reparatlon.
You surely will not go J" | exclalmeH' as
returned the precious epistle to MIS- Duh
das. ,.tsa.-uJ
sent for YOU to ask you to go with me.
could feel nothing but bitter contempt
for the man. "After treating you as he mas
done after deserving you, robbing you, he
miobt at any rate, have kept silence about
his noyerty. I question if he had not been
IN and in want whether you would ever
have heard" 1 said, hoty,
.Probably not" she replied, gently. But
he is IN and in want. Whatever he may
have done 7 am his wife, and it is my place
| to be at his side" ,,,a..
Against this could urge nothing; Icould
only assure my dear friend that would go
with her, and stay with her as long as she
required me.
| I'VE found Dominic Moore complete
wreck. Tie was in a miserable little lodging
in that poor district called Villettc, bare of
every comfort. He was wretchedly worn
and emaciated, and looked as if he had not
even enough to eat He had the grace to
show some emotion, both of remorse and
gratitude, on seeing his wife. She-dear
| little woman-without reproach. sat down
by his pallet bed, and wept as had never
seen her weep before.
By easy stages we brought Dominic home;
| and there Mrs. Dundas, burying the past IN
oblivion, nursed him tenderly and unwear
icdly, depriving herself of many little luxu-
ries that her slender income might suffice
for the requirements of an invalid.
Il have been an unmitigated scamp" he
said to me one day.
quite agreed with him.
sAnd she is all goodness" he added
! speaking of his wife.
! In this also agreed; so there was no dam
ger of our opinions clashing.
He told me he got into difficulties in Eng
land; and that, fancying he perceived that
Miss Dundas liked him, the temptation had
been to strong for him.
"The money did me no good he said. Il
knew all the time what vile trick it was
that had Waved, and could never settle
to anything. got on gambling, and then
| it all went like snow. | had been going
the pace when this COMPOUNDED attack
struck me down. so thought it better to
sing peccavi, and promise to be good boy
for the future" he continued, with some
thing of his old levity.
Mrs. Dundas believed him repentant; but
l could not help calling to mind a well
known distch about the behavior of a
certain person that shall lie nameless when
he was sick One thing do believe. how
ever, that he learned to love his devoted
nurse thoroughly; not, perhaps exactly as a
man loves his wife, but reverently, think
ing of her as one nearly akin to the angels.
Dominic Moore fingered nearly five years,
and then second stroke took him off sud-
| denly. Mrs. Dundas felt more lonely than
ever after his death he had been her sole
occupation for so long. 1t happened that
my home was broken about that time, and
she urged me to unite with her. so that we
might keep together. With the little money
her brother left her, she purchased the cot
tage where we live; she says it is to be mine
after it ceases to be ours. But of this time
l do not like to hear her speak. "Good
people are scarce in this world" l tell her
and she cannot be spared.
She answers with her sweet, placid smile
1t is as God wills, and 1 am quite con-
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