The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1871-08-03

caught tne IQlloWing y" w mere there mas
been misunderstanding between near and
dear friendsj resulting in mutual sunhappi-
ness and regret, the one who loves most, and
whose sense of right and duty il strongest,
will ii & make h the ffst advances @ towards recon
Andrew ThutstoGs dropped the paper and
rose to his feet. It was as though 9 voice from
Heaven had spoken tol him. : u !f,@s "A
II d. rot love the. mos" :. he, solloquized,
but 1 am the strongest, and should show my
love by mny works" ~ - .,," '.' I
he iJoiedI this! watch. Il was almost
noon. Itwas his custom not to return home
till evening, but he could not remain and
bear the burden through the other hours of
the day. And he marvelled as he put on
his hat and drew Oh his gloves how, even the
resolve to dethis simple thing had let the
sunlight into his soulH. 9ap. I" s1i lid J: !
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Ellen Thurston, when she knew that her hesr.
husband had ,gone2gone without a word or
a 'kiss-had gone without giving her time to
recover her stricken senses sank down and
wept, and it, was a long time before she could
think Or reaeet. She had, been left alone
alone with pain and sor. ow, and she was ut
.erly miserable, She. blamed herself for not
having called her husband to her; and she
blamed him for not having come Of his own
accord To her it seemed Ias though the
death Of joy had come. ,;jShe had never
known such misery before By and, BY,
when she could think, she wondered if: her
husband would smile upon her, If she should
offer him the. first kiss, and speak the first
word Of love. She would try it.7 tt would
be terrible if he should repulse her; but she
could not i've So, ",' ~. .-
The hours passed, and the young wife sat
like. ono disconsolate. She. thought not of
dinner-she had no appetite: She only
thought could the warm sunshine ever come
+again2 Did her husband love her less than
she had thought3 49,
Thus she sat with pale checks and swollen
eyes, when she heard the outer door opened,
and step I'M the hall. She started up to
listen, thinking that her. senses might have
deceived her, when the door of the sitting
room'opened, and her husband entered. His
eyes we're filled with tears when he saw how
pale and grief stricken his wife looked, and
with open arms he went towards her. GEL
lie, my darling, don't let US DO unhappy any
more !" -J.i.i '}',E!S
He had been thinking on his way home,
what he should say when he met her; and
he had framed in!hisimind aspeech of con-
fession which he would make; but he forgot
It allwhenih saw her, and his heart spoke
as it would. The words burst from his lips,
lovingly, prayerfully, beseechingly; Ellie,
my darling, don't let US be unhappy any
morel' ' - -. .e@a.">.. '"'.
She came to his bosom; and twined her
arms about his neck; and for the kiss that
was missed in the morning they took many
now and they wept no more apart, but
wept together. -. - -.
That was all. The cloud had passed and
they experienced the exquisite thrill which
all true hearts feel when wrong has been
made right, and when the warm joy-beams
drive away the dark shadows of sorrow and
regret 1t was life-lesson 10 them both
and they promised themselves that they.
would never forget it's teaching. =