The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1869-07-13
HEKNEW HE WAS RIGHT.
BY ANTHONY TRoLLoPE.
CHAPTERLXXIV.
CORtinaed.1

Mr.. Gibson had been found by Mrs.
French in very excited state on that
occasion. He had wept, and pulled his
hair, and torn open his waistcoat, had
spoken OF himself as a wretch,-plead'
ing, however, at the same time, that he
was more siDned against than sin
ming, had paced about the room
with his hands dashing against
his brows, and at last had flung
himself PROSTATE on the ground. The
meaning of it all was, that he had tried
very hard, and found at last that che
couldn't do it," 81 am ready to submit"
said he, "to any verdict that you may
pronounce against ME, but / should de-
ceive You and deceive her if didn't say
at once that can't do it," He went on
to explain that since he had unfortun-
ately entered into his present en-
gagement with Camilla,-Of whose
position he spoke in quite touch
ing manner,-and since he had
found what was the condition OF his
own heart and feelings, he had con-
suited friend, who, if any merely hui
man being was capable of advising,
might be implicitly trusted for advice in
such matter,-and that this friend had
told him that he was bound to give up
the marriage, let the consequences to
himself or to others be what they might.
although the skies should fall on me, |
cannot stand at the hymeneal altar with
lie in my mouth" said Mr.. Gibson,
Immediately upon his rising from his
PROSTATE condition on the floor. In
such position as this mothers fury
would surely be very great! But Mrs.
French was hardly furious. She cried,
and begged him TO think better OF il,
and assured him that Camilla, when
she should be Gained down by mat
rimony, would not he so bad as
she seemed; but she was not
furious. "The truth is Mr.. Gibson"
she said through her tears, that, after
all, you like Bella best" Mr.. GibsoH
owned that he did like Bella best, and
although no bargain was made between
them then and there,-and such making
of a bargain then and there would hard
" have been practicable,-it was under
stood that Mrs. French would not pro-
coed TO extremities if Mr.. Gibson would
still make himself forthcoming as hus-
band for the advantage of one of the
daughters of the family.
So far Mr.. Gibson had progressed to-
wards a partial liberation from his
thraldom with considerable amount of
courage; but he was well aware that the
great act of daring still remained TO be
done He had suggested to Mrs. French
that she should settle the matter
with Camilla; but this Mrs. French
had altogether declined To do. 1t must,
she said, come from himself. II she
were to do it, she must sympathize with
her child; and such sympathy would be
obstructive of the future arrangements
which were still To he made. "She al
ways knew that liked Bella BEST" said
Mr.. Gibson,-stil sObbing, still tearing
his hair, still pacing the room with his
waistcoat torn open. II would not adj
wise you to tell her that" said Mrs.
French Then Mrs. French came home,
and early OIL the following aorning it
was thought good by Arabella that she
also should pay visit to Ottery St.
Mary's. Good by, CaIamy," said Ara
bella as she went. Bella" said Ca.
milla, Il wonder whether you are SER
pent. 40 not think you can be so base
"a serpent IA that" 81 declare Cammy,
you desay such odd things that no one
can understand what you mean" Aud so
she went.
On that morning Mr.. Glbsou was walk.
ing at an early hour along the road from
Exeter To Cowley, contemplating his
position and striving to arrange his
plans. What was he TO do, and how was
he To do it'll He was prepared to throw
up his living, to abandon the cathedral
TO leave the dIOcese,-to make any sac
ritce rather than take Camilla to his
bosom. Within the last six weeks he
had learned 10 regard her with almost q
holy horror. He conld not understand
by what miracle of self. negi ect he had
fallen into so perilOns an abyss. He had
long known Camilln's temper. But in
those DAYS in which he had been heater
ikea shuttlecock between the Stan
buTys and the Trenches, he had lost HI,
head aud had dOne,-h knew not what
Those whom the gods choose TO de
stToy, they first madden" said Mr.. lib
son 10 himself of himself, throwing
himself back upon early erndltlon anG
pagan philosophy. Then he looked
across to the river Exc, and thought
that there was hardly water enough
there to cover the multiplicity of his
sorrows.
But something must be done. He had
proceeded so far in forming resolution
rs he reached St. David's church on his
return homewards. His sagacious friend
had told him that as soon as he had al.
tered his mind, he was bound to let the
LADY know OF 1t without delay. "You
must remember" said the sagaciops
friend, that you will owe her mucb--
very much" Mr.. Gibson was pernIarod
in his mind when be reflected how mncS
he might possibly be made to owe no,
if she should decide on appealing to :
Jury of her countrymen for justice. Bur
ANYTHING would be better than his HON,
at st. Peters cum Pumkin with Camill:
sitting opposite him as his wife. Wer
there not distant lands in which
clergyman, unfortunate but still ener
getic, might find work 10 do! Wa
there not all America and We're Their
not Australia New Zealand, Natal, al
open to hint Would not a missionar.
career among the Chinese be better fo
him than st. Peters cum umkin wit
Can,lla French for his wife By tn
slms he had reached home his mind wa
G naue up, He would write letter t,