Vicksburg weekly herald. (Vicksburg, Miss.) 1868-1883, 1870-10-01

had q temper, and unfortunately
sho gave il reins.
"And what if / did? she rejoin-
ed. "Can | not amuse myself Tic.
tie, without rousing your hateful
jealousy p
"Amuse yourself, Belle? Does it
amuse you to know that you act
contrary to my expressed wishes
and cause me many a heartache Z"
ooh, don't believe you have a
heart. You're a jealous, censOri-
Gus brutel That's what you are
"Bclle!' he gravely admonished.
"Ycs, you are" she continued
"and | wish you were dead, or out
OF my sight!"
Belle said her husband, now
thoroughly wounded, as the tears
filled his handsome eyes, "uDsay
those cruel words, or, by the Hca.
ven above me, your unwifely wish
shall be gratified, rs far as leaving
you is concerned"
II will not" she deflanily replied.
you're a jealous brute, and may go
as soon as your highness is ready"
"And Is this your love for me y
he %sOrrowfully asked.
~ don't believe l ever loved you.
| admit | may have been fascinated
by you, but never in love with
you"
10 Belle! Belle you cannot mean
what you say!"
"Indeed / do"
Approaching her, he gently en-
deavOred to take her hand. He
was repulsed, but said,-
'Shall l go?"
ayes /; the sooner, the better"
"Belle, you will live TO regret
this, in tears and anguish"
"Hill II" she m%Ockingly answer
ed. call right"
} Without another word, he turn
ed away !; and when his wife awOkI
/ the following morning, Harry Brit.
ton had gone, trunks and ALL
Naughty Belle Britton!
Harry Britton lost no time II
, settling his affairs. He at once
. telegraphed his uncle to appoint
substitute for the agency, Ne hi
presence was imparatively deman
= ded in the far West. Withou
: waiting for a reply, be left clerk ii
charge of the business, and, ate
4 writing an atfectiOnate letter o
farewell to his Maynard little wife
A he left the city for-nOne knew
5 whittier.
= We know not how we loved til
4 we have lost. A month had scarce
0 ly passed before Belle did bitterl,
s regret her unnatural course towar,
= her husband, and vainly did II
sOrrowing wife admit that she di,
love him, and that it was no fas
: cination, except such az is born q
I pure affection. In time her ste
lost It's elasticity ; dark lines up
d peared under her large gray eye
n and she seemed the victim Of a sci
IS tied melancholy. Vainly she Gale
the name Of Harry, expecting t
hear his familiar voice respond q
G once II did. All society was abar
o dOned, and she confined herself
G her sisters house.
= Sad little Belief
Four years of useless repinin
thus passed over the head Of tn
k unhappy wife ; and che began I
K lose all hope of ever again seein
Is the beloved form Of her darlin
/. Harry this side the dark river.
y One stormy night In NOvembC
D, she was aroused from q paint
'e reverie, upon hearing her nam
called by her sister.
"What is itI" she listlessly asket
IA note for you, DEAR" kindly n
he piled her sister.
s. "For me 7" she joyfully question
is ed, hoping It might prove TO con
n from him who filed her ever
y thought.
fastening to the door, she n
ID ceived and opened the missive, bl
ID the characters were not recognize
No, It was not from Harry but, 1
she read her face turned ashy pal
~ and she could only say
" "rake me OF once"
Il. Giving the note to her sister, u
'e, latter read as follows:
q. "CARLEToN HOUSE, New York,
November s, lS49
en- "MRs. HARRY BRITTON: De-
Mdddm-If you would see 20
nd husband alive, hasten hither
be once. He has been very low.
carriage awaits you.
ng avery respectfully, dear madam
IN, "yOur obedient SET want,
ht JAMES B. MARSHALL, NJ. d."
el- Without loss of time she enter
the carriage, and soon stood, trel
he bling aud anxious, at the door
its Harry's apartments. She was u
m by the doctor, who conducted b
he to Harry's bedside. The gas "
10. burning low, and she could scare
nd ly discern the beloved leatur
oh Throwing herself on her knees, s
ith clasped his hands in hers and CO
err cred them with kisses.
MS. 80 Harry Harry" she Cri,
for "dOn't-don't die! Live, Harry
ect live for me, that l may atone
on the folly which caused me to fort
use my duty and my love for you, a
led sent you a wauderer from my sid
RI; "Feebly his voice came in
Io' swer,-
er. "Belle, do you really regret "
'nd cruel words and your unwifely CT
ces l,,,t m 0hat ~ayanNfnl ui0ht ~