The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1873-12-05

sad reVerie? Nettie thought that tbs
latter was the case, and her hear
was touched.
81 wish l had borne with him,
she said to herself.
But q moment later her heart wal
more than touched, when she saw +;
tear roll down his cheek aud droE
upon the book. The lonely man was
not asleep, he was crying.
She could not help it. All thai
was Womanly in her heart was arous
ed, and she was at the door in a mo-
ment No ceremony-she bursted in
to the sitting room and was at his
side.
"Oh, HsrryW
Her voice quivered with emotion.
"Why, Nettier' he exclaimed, try
ing to dry his tears-men are asham-
ed of tears-''is it you7"
Yes Harry" hiding her face in
her hands. 81 was passing-I look
ed in-I saw you sitting here so
lonely, and 1 could not help coming
lin / thought of the time when we
were happy here, and"
Then her Womanly tears could be
Irestrsined no longer. There was no
trying to hide them. Besides her
voice broke down and she could say
no more just then.
"Nettie," he exclaimed, as be
arose and took both her hands from
her face and held them in his own.
Il thought you had blotted me out
lof your memory"
No, no, Hsrryr' she sobbed. "I
could not do that. could not help
leaving you; but / left you loving
you more than ever. Oh, I have
been unhappy since?"
"Nettie you have heard that l."
eyes, I have heard that you are
Ichanged-that you do not drink any
more-that your are again manly
and industrious as you used to be;
but how lonely you must be here?'
and the tears gushsd forth anew, as
her heart felt what her lips spoke.
"fes am lonely, Nettie-more 30
than you may think; but I deserve
this punishment for the way have
acted. / had no diseouragements-
had nothing to make me do so. It
was only passion for drink, that il
seemed impossible for me to over
come. You were all q wife should
&c or could be. When you left me
thought l would become more
reckless than ever. Only q day OF
two after l knew you had left me fol
good l was in town drunk, and
heard some Of the village people
they did not think could hear them
across the street--passing all sorts
OF remarks about me, saying 1 was q
doomed man for certain, that my dis
truction was near. Although intox
icated, it startled me, and for the
first time 1 felt the full force Of oul
separation, and realized that ruin
stared me in the face. l had bot
tie OF whisky in my pocket at the
time, and when 1 got out of the
town l smashed it, bRthed my face il
q little clear stream Of water at the
road side, and silently resolved nevel
, to touch whisky again. 1 had trieC
lit long enough to know that coulG
mot drink and be temperate 1t wa
hard work to keep my resolve foI
, the first week or two, but 1 stood it
and soon my taste for drink disap
peared. 1 care nothing for it now
and would not touch it if it ran II
: streams. Now, Nettie, if you love
me- as ever-and Gcd knows that
love you the same-let us get mar
{ ried over again, and the bitter ex
lperience of the past two years vii
only enhance our happiness. Nettit
; dear what do you say?"
She could not answer. She Ws
crying as though her heart woulC
break, and her head was pilloWer
upon his breast 1t was a more elo
euent eyes" then she could hsv
poken with her tongue.
Harry" she finally sobbed, in :
half reproschful way, 81 might haYl
: borne with you longer"
"No, no, Nettie, it was best. !
has brought US certain happiness
now. God bless you for coming in
to my lonely home this evening"
/ His arms were around her nee
and kissed her forehead.
I The moon was rising, and it haC
never looked so bright as it di
while he walked home with Netti
to her fathers.
So Harry Rogers and Nettie Ra
married again, and there is no di
. vorce that could seperate them nov