The workingman's advocate. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1864-1877, 1872-10-05
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# which. before a small antiqur center
table. sat a woman, not more than thirty
wears III aye. Her eyes we're intensely
liked upon broad piece If parchment
spread upon the table Her face, though
beautiful tn fault, wore sad. regretful
l,uh. and IT WAS plainly apparent that her
SAUL Mas struggling with some powerful
emotion Bur the look ~ sad regret winch
81 clouded her angelic loneliness gradually
PASSED away. and was succeeded 10y one 81
IucNprrsslble tenderness and then, rals-
INV her tear duucd eyes she gtzod fond
\ ana lovingly towards the hearth, wherr,
AGAINST the broad mantrl leaned a 1.-THE
bur muscular. middleaged man, wrapped
100 deep and solemn thought. silently he
watched the glowing brentwood ire that
razed ana sparkled on the hearth. Ills
manly. n-hruwued face. though silently
cluudcd with a shade II anxiety and care.
nraIued love and devotion. nutWlthstand-
ug the profundity and soennty ut the
meditation into which hr Was apparently
plunged Husband and wife 1t needed
uo stretch Of the Imagination t. arrive a.
that conclusion. No man is the bllsstu.
possessor Of that ecstatIc soul-cruwned eN-
preston that irradiated the face Of RIchar,
Arhyght but the happy husband and father.
ana uu woman lUt loved and loving wife
could regard Richard Arbyght with that
pure. chastrued. loving, tender heaven
inspired iuuA bestowed upon him by the
woman III TIVE center uf the room Still,
they spoke not The heavy silence vas
broken only by the measured tick of the
uld fashioned. New England clock that
st,aI Iu uur corner uf the room, reaching
truIu ruur tr ceiling. like great wooden
rlar
Lat us for moment make DEPRESSION,
iur lhe purlrusc Of finding cause for the
strange scene We have Just described.
seven years previous T. the opening Of
nur story, Richard Arbyght, the hard
working son If hard working pioneer
merchant IN "a western city. met IN an
eastern town. where business connected
ath his fathers establishment had called
linn. the lovely Irene Addair, a farmers
daughter Their meeting was purely &C
cidtnt;t. hat II resulted in deep, abiding
and lasting love. which terminated in a
marriage. sanctioned BY the respective
parents ~ buth
Irene -, As an only child. and soon after
h.r marriage had To- rely solely upon her
husband tor consolation as well as protec-
ton, as both her parents passed from this
vale ~ tears t. the Shadowy land beyond
the mystic confines Of life shortly after her
husband had come To live at the old home
stead But, although Richard loved his
wife deyotedly, yea, madly, and was made
duubly happy by the smiles If two beauti-
ful children, he was still at times unhappy
and moody. A farmers life was irksOme
To- hmm. His active, energetic brain pinned
pa Als country home. He longed for a
more varied lie. His early education,
both practical and theoretical tilted him
for a merchant, to be which was the full
measure of his ambition But he well
knew his wife was strongly attached 10 the
home nf her childhood, and he preferred
to crush his earnest heart-longings t.
bury the dream IF his boyhood and matur
er manhood. and live an aimless life -rath
CT than cause the wife he So dearly loved
one single regret But Irene was true
wife She saw, with wife's intultive Wis
ION, she OWNED through that magnetic.
holy influence that surrounds, permeates.
unltes and makes one the souls ii two per
irct lovers that her husband had secret.
uud She instincti,ely felt that lie Kept It
from his wife for his wife 5 sake, and not
has own.
Richard Arbyght could deny his wife
nothing therefore. when she asked him
u share with her the trouble that occasion
ally rendered him momentarily unhappy,
he did >" although he mentally resolved
she should not sufier, in the least, from the
secret she had wrung from the deepest re-
cess III his heart. He at all times there
after appeared happy and contented,
whether he felt so or not his face smiled.
though his heart bled. But although a
husband, his conception of his wife's pene-
tration was very defective. She saw what
was passing in his mind she read his very
soul and reading determined her hus-
band should not outdo her in self -sacri6c
ing, generous love- She resolved the old
home should be sold but the bare thought
cost her bitter pang, as it was the rend-
ing and Dissertation of affections formed in
girlhood, and made holy by fifteen years Of
womanhOod. About this time she accident
ally found an open letter, from Richards
father, offering him the control and man
agement of large house he was then erect
ing in the rapidly growing city of Chicago.
This offer he had carefully concealed from
his wife for more than year but its dis
cnvery at this iuncture caueed her to re-
new her exertions in finding purchaser
tor the estate. One was finally found, and
the farm, stock, and all the appurtenances
apPertalnlng thereto, were sold for fifteen
Thousand dollars
The parchment, which Mrs. Arbvght
was 81 intently regarding. was the deed
which her husband had brought home the
evening previous, and which she was to
sign that morning, IA soon as Squire Stanly
had arrived from Silverville, small vii
lage, four miles from the farm. Husband
and wife were still siient-but all thinvs
and scenes must have an end. The door
Of the room was suddenly burst open, and
a rosy-cheeked boy, of about five summers.
with flashing eye, dilatina nostril, and
profuslon of raven ringlets, rushed into
the room, almost screaming in a tone Of
boyish animation :" Papa papa. there's
man on a white horse coming M the
road. Then seeing his mother he went
up to her, threw his arms around her neck
and kissed her fervently and, then, look
ing at her archly, said nsvely Mamma,
cant 60 ont and see him he looks 40
funny" Yes, my dear, answered the
mother as she returned the boys caress.
No sooner had the boy disappeared than
the husband advanced to the centre-table.
and, placinghis hand on his wife's shoulder,
he said Dearest Irene, it is Squire
Stanly, who has come to see about the
signing of the deed and fear the wife of
my heart is sacrificing too much for my
sake much more than | deserve, or for
which can ever hope to repay hen" The