Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1870-05-25

/ viii not abandon hope till [ enter the
gate, which, according to Dante, hears that
inscription.
Ever your, j. J. DFANE"
"You must not speak another word, I
said imperatiyely.
Il promise, if you will sing again what
You were singing when | found myself in
the body this afternoon.
So I sang e'Allan Percy" and ''Auld Rob-
in gray" and two or three other old ballads
of which [ had a store, and my patient
soon fell into a healthy sleep. The next
day he found his appetite, and from that
time came back to health with wonderful
rapidly. He was docile as lamb to my
grandmother, but with me he became the
most exacting and troublesome GONZALES
cent that ever tried woman's patience -
He openly preferred my grandmother
dainty dishes, andif / left him for an hour
his bell would ring, and [ went back to find
his pillows on the floor, or his head so hot
that nothing but stroking it with cologne
and singing all the while would cool it. To
keep him still [ read aloud for hours, think
ing far moro of him than of my book
We grew very well acquainted in these
long summer days, till / went to Meriden
on shopping expedition. [ found thick
letter at the postofice for Mr.. Deane, which
had been lying there nearly three weeks.
It was directed in a lady's hand, and [
thought the sight of it brought shadow to
his face. He looked 50 glad to see me af-
ter my two hours absence that went up
stairs in quite futter of spirits. Gould
it be possible that [ was to taste at last the
Joy of which I had heard and read with un-
satisfied longing? But l would not stop
to think about it.
Here's letter for you that Job brought
in while you were gone" said my grand
mother.
took it and glanced at Mr.. Deane. He
sat by the open window reading one sheet
of his letter with knit brows. while the 9TH
er lay beside him. Suddenly light breeze
whirled it out into the fower-plot, and [ ran
out to get it. 1t had not occurred to me to
be curious about the letter, and nothing
was farther from my thoughts than to read
even the date OF it; but the writing was
large and plain, and, as l stopped to pick
it up, the first four words were burned into
my mind like letters of fire.
''My own dear husband" Surely it
should have been nothing to me that Mr..
Deane's wife had written to him; but, woe
is me! the fact of his having wife at all
was like death-blow to me-like the in
~
glance the whole man of ones lie.
I gave him the letter without looking at
him, and went up to my room.
Doubtless this was the ''dear Mary" to
whom I had written that first letter from
his dictation, and [ had foolishly taken it
for granted that she was his sister. He
had never spoken of her; but married peo-
pie are always mysterious, and her price
might be far above rubies nevertheless. -
He had done nothing to make her Jealous.
Once he taken my hand and touched it with
his lips; and all the rest OF the foundations
of my castle in the air lay in looks more or
less expressed.
But the love, it appears, was all on my
side. He was idle and grateful, that was all.
[ would go away at once no matter
where. Mr., Deane was so far recovered
that my grandmother could easily attend
to all wants, and he could soon return to
his own place Tt would be something to
remember, if nothing more.
Then read my own letter, and in it was
my way of escape.
Aunt Rachel wrote to say that ssshe was
at deaths door with neuralgia, and would
I come to help her with the children?" She
saw that door SO often in her own account
of her sufferings that familiarity with it had
rather hardened my heart toward Aunt
Rachel, but now [ was ready to lay all the
stress on her letter which it would bear.
"What will Mr.. Deane say to your going
away?' said my grandmother, when I had
impressed on her mind my duty to Aunt
Rachel.
81 don't care what he SAYS"
'LorP said my grandmother, with a
look which implied two-hours' speech at
least.
THAT letter was from his wife" [ said,
looking anywhere but at her.
She never answered word, but just kiss
ed me on both eyes, and stroked my hair
tenderly for minute or two. Then we
parted for the night, and [ went away in
the morning before Mr.. Deane was up.
Aunt Rachel was out of sight of death S
door" long before [ reached her, as [ had
confidently supposed she would be; but
she welcomed me heartily, and the kisses
of the children soothed somewhat the sore
spot IN my heart
For the next three days the activity of
the ''busy bee," long ago impaled on a
| poetical pin, was not to be compared with
mine. If there were any gifts of healing
IN mere work, [ was determined to have
them out of it; but the image of Mr.. Deane
was ever in my minds eve, and as people
/ l.
got no better fast.
| Last of all I went huckleberrying with
the children, and picked as for my life.
''There's a strange man coming across
| the field" said one of them.
| looked up after minute, and took Mr..
! Deane's offer d hand.
''if You teach school as YOU pick berries
your fortune will be soon made" he said,
with the glad look in his eyes which seem,
ed to Danish that dreadful wife of his to the
uttermost parts OF the earth.
How did ycu find me?
by my wife, chiefly. Your grandmoth.
er was as mysterious over your departure
as if you had gone into a convent; but
when 1 told her / had good news you
she relented and gave me the clue to YOU
hiding place"
'fAnd Aunt Rachel directed vcu here2"
Precisely"
"What is your good news?"
.' have heard of a school that you Cal
have Tor the asking"
81 am exceedingly obliged to YOU"
''It is a private school, and very small
but it has the reputation of being Difficult
to manage; and from all that know of you
have concluded that you will be the righ
person. VIII you undertake it?"
10SJ II gCi dIO SttlS VI my HtuSSS.
81 haven doubt oft, 1 said the schoo
is small-it has, in fact, but one scholar
aged thirty two, and his name is John ia
cob Deane."
If [ said anything or committed mysel
in any way for some inmates after this as
founding speech, L have entirely forgotte
it
'And that letter" found myself say
ing after while.
''Was from my sister to her husband VIII
, had deserted her. It was to look after hil
and bring HIM to reason that was ridin
post-hasie to Meriden that wild night Sh
inclosed it in letter to me. [ forgot
mention, he said, after a pause, whic
was not without eloquence ofits own, ''ths
: my school begins about the first of SCI
tember
, ''Not if [ am to teach it, said I. II sha
spend that month and others after it
! turning all my fortune into the pretty thine
o that 1 have always longed for. ="
a When Miss Rebecca Verjuice, my form
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