Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1871-04-13
EDDY'S SEARCH;
Oh,
A Brave Boys Battle.
DR. Bullet $ "Private Retreat.

school, and distinguished for his generosi
| ty and kindness of heart.
| His home was at Riverton, some mile
further up the river, but he was SUDDEN
at Poughkeepsie, and it was now severa
weeks since he had seen his home and hi
mother.
His geography lay UNDECIDED on hi
knees as he wove his boyish plans; how
he would achieve wealth and fame, anC
make his mother proud of him.
he was only aroused from his revert,
by the entrance of Mrs. Briefly. Sh
held up two letters.
"From home, guess, Eddy" she said
Eddy's face glowed as he sprang up
receiving the letters.
sits about time l had letter from
mother" he exclaimed. "One is from
her. Who can have written the other
I'll read mothers first, any how"
''I'll just stay to hear if Mrs. Burns i
well, " remarked Mira. Briefly. "How i
she2n
The boy tore open the smaller of tn
two envelopes, and hurriedly perused hi
mothers letter.
And as he read the glow faded from hi
| face, the smile from his lips. He reaC
the letter to its close, and looked up a
Mrs. Briefly with an expression of unit
terable grief.
'fWhat is it, Eldy2" she questioned
anxiously.
The lad replied only by moan.
'Dead 2" cried Mrs. Briefly.
! Eddy shook his head,
"Not dead" he s0bbed, "but it's al
most the same. You can read the letter
Mrs. Briefly. On, my motherI my
mother!"
He sobbed aloud.
Mrs. Briefly caught up the letter from
the floor to which it had fallen.
Il ran as follows:
'tRIYERToN ON HUDSON, June 10, 1851.
My Darling Son: You must have won
dered that l have not permitted your
usual weekly visits home for the past
month, and that l have written to you
less frequently than usual. am about
to write you al explanation.
'"Three years ago your father and
were the happiest couple in Riverton.
We lived in our own house, a pretty little
villa overlooking the river, and your
father owned his factory which was near
| The failure of an extensive firm with
which my poor husband was connected
| hurled us down to poverty.
''About the time of my husbands fail.
ure, the California gold excitement be-
came fever in our vicinity. A success
full miner returned to RiVerton from the
land of gold, and for days a portion OF
his wealth was displayed in our bankers
window in the shape of huge gold brick.
Your father, smartng under his reVerses,
conceived the idea of going to California,
and two years ago he went.
'.Hart BurgOyno furnished him money
for his venture. Il wss TO the care OF
Hart Burgoyne my husband and your
father commended us in the hour of his
departure. 1t was Hart Burgoyne who
attended him to New York, who paid his
passage, and whose friendly face he last
saw before setting out upon that Inflated
voyage.
you know, Eddy, that your father
died of fever in California, within a week
Of his landing at San Francisco.
Hart BuTgOyne was my lover, that
rejected for your father, but he was your
fathers trdest friend, and has never
borne me malice because because pre-
ferred another to him. He has lately re-
newed his suit to me, and urges me to be
| come his wife. He has offered to make
you his heir.
you know how poor l am, Eddy.
have not the strength TO work as used
l am anxious that you should obtain an
education. In short, Eddy, l have con-
sente9 to marry Mr.. Burgoyne. 1t is fol-
| your sake, my boy. Do not believe thai
any one can come between us-you and
me. Irespect Mr.. B1rgoyne-I honor
and esteeI.2 him, but have told him that
have no love to give him. Ny heart is
with you, dear Eddy, and with my lost
Richard. That first love was the great
love of my life.
''We are to be married this morning
within 81 hour. | would have sent fol
you, but Dir. Rurgoyne thought | had
| better not. We are to be married quietly
in my little cottage parlor, and we will
then walk up together to the villa to
| which your father took me as his bride
'Come home to US on Saturday. Come
with a light heart and a smiling face.
| Always your loving mother, though nov
| for the last time write my name
''JULIA BURNS"
Mrs. Brier1y read tLis letter through.
At its conclusion, she exclaimed:
i don't see anythiog to fret at, Eddy.
One would think your mother was dead.
What is the matter! Don't you like Mr..
| EurgoyneI"
"Nc-no!" CRIED Eddy, with a shud
der, ''and he don't like mel
"Wha:'s done can't be undGnG," con.
tinued Mrs. Briefly. 'I'd make the best
Of the matter"
81 will make the best of it, Mrs.
BricTly,n returned Eddy. "Poor mother!
| Che married Mr.. Burgoyne fer my sake,
aud sic shall. reyer know that her mar.
Tisge has cost ne pG4G."
p EJdy took up the second letter, opened
AMI read it aloud, while upon his COunte.
nance slowly gathered an expression Of
horror.
The second letter was from Hart Bur
| goyne:
''RvRRToN, June u, 1651.-Mastel
| Edward Burns: As you will understand
| by the lutleT VG!ttcn by your mother thC
other day, Mrs. Julia Burns IS now my
wife. We were married on the morning
of the 10th.
During the evening of the day OF
which Ve were married, l was called
from home for an hour OF business. Or
my return, was met by my bride, who
was in q state Of frightful excitement
That excitement increased at sight of me
and 4 terrible scene ensued, in WHICH tht
poor creature made an attack upon M
life.
q summoned Dr.. Bullet, and he, viii
other physicians, pronounced her danger
ou5ly insane. No one was with her il
my absence. The cause of the attack il
supposed to be excitement, brought OF
by finding herself in the same rooms
where she he'd spent the first years of hel
first marriage. BY medical advice,
caused poor Julia to be removed to DR.
Bullets private rtueat for the insane
where she now is, uuder the Doctors wis
q-I ski.lful treatment. Her recovery j
more tnAu a.Gbtful.
II adYIse you to rcmaih at porgGkeap
sic until your school vacation, when yol
vii come to my house, which is to b
yo-r future home. You have my sym
pathy il this atti ,ction. Truly yours,
CHART BvRCOy,,F -