The Democratic advocate. [volume] (Westminster, Md.) 1865-1972, 1870-03-03
MD, THURSDAY MORNING. MARCH g. 1870


soon 10 America fsnnd all that wealth,
talent and industry could give me. The
scion Of an old though impoverished
family, / soon obtained admittance into
the FIRST families of the city OF B. At
a ball given in honor Of some foreign
Ambassador, first formed the acquaiut-
once Of Ethel Glare. You who have
known her, know also, that with great
personal attractions she also possessed
every mental quality that could render
her truly loveable. / lost no opportu.
nifty Of meeting her, and when learned
from her own lips that my affection was
returned, | was indeed happy man.
All! those moments of pure unalloyed
happiness were too perfectl How often
while the sea gulls shrieked above the
waves have / wished that | might have
found n grave beneath them, if my
hopes Of earthly joy were to be blighted
forever In few short months Ethel
Clare became my wife. Home, that to
an Englishman is the synonym Of
felicity, seemed to me a Paradise
Everything that could do for her,
whom loved so truly, was done, not
from q sense of duty, but for the sweet
pleasure Of seeing her happy.
Among all the good qualities of my
wife's mind there lurked one single
poisonous weed that was to become the
6ete noier Of our existence. She was
jealous, though the evil trait was seldom
known. About three months after our
marriage | was called from home on
business, and leaving Ethel in the care
of a friend, hurried away. How well l
remember that last FAREWELL For it
was the last time ever saw her. While
in C-I met very unexpectedly an
old friend from England, whom l had
not seen for years, and his lovely sister,
a young girl of eighteen years. My
friend Leslie not feeling very well asked
me to accompany his sister to the Opera,
and not thinking of the terrible consc-
quences that would follow from a mere
act Of politcness, escorted the beauti-
ful Ada Leslie there. The house was
filled to ovcrAowing, for new baritone
was announced on the bills, and l felt
regret that my wife could not enjoy it
with me, for she had a finely cultiva-
ted ear.
The evening after that again re-
turned home, all anxiety to fold to my
heart my sweet Ethel, but imagine my
feelings, when instead of the fond vel
come | had anticipated, letter was put
in my hands by friend addressed to
me in her familiar handwriting. On
opening it, these lines met my eyes:
"Cecil Grey, your treachery has been
discovered, and from this hour you are
free. Do not seek to SEQ me again for
We are parted forever"
"Good Heavens. could it be my gen
tie wife who had written these cold, cruel
words! lwrote explaining everything,
but my letter was returned unopened.
Nothing could win back her confidence,
and from that hour we, who had been
nearest and dearest, have lived estranged.
She lived in the family of her brother,
and as you never knew that she was ever
married, her resentment must have been
as great as her love once was for me-"
"0uce was!' / cried, "Auut Ethel
loves you still, her heart is breaking p
"Tell me where | may find her" cried
Mr.. Grey, "surely she will listen to me
now"
| need not say how radiantly happy
| was at that moment. Tomorrow you
shall see her at the Maisoa Doree," l
replied, and so it was decided.
l could scarcely wait for the morn
to dawn, but hurried Aunt Ethel away
on our accustomed drive. Oh how
great charm their lies in those few
words, sit is more blessed to give than
to receive" for never did I know such
as at that moment, when through my
simple means, one lonely heart could
find peace and happiness.
l left Aunt Ethel in the little parlor
to go on some fancied errand to the
walters domains. OF course / did not
hurry back, and when l did return l
could scarcely believe my senses. Surely
this woman with the shy, rosy bushes
coming and going on her sweet face,
could not be my pale, sad Aunt Ethel !
As | came near Col. Grey held out
his hand, aud said in a tone Of deep
feeling, "God bless you Lola, we owe all
our happiness to you"