The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1873-08-05

Il am Trctchel wrctchei IN losing my
husbands society and confidence
You shall not complain of that again
| am breaking my promise, but you will
soon understand my motive. a year ago
the bank in which every guinea Of your
private fortune was invested filled, aud
everything was lost. This house. and
the money Wilton had paid to secure his
business position, were all that was left
Of your fathers wealth Convinced that
luxury, society, aud cxtravagancc we're
necessary for your happiness, Wilton i'm
plorcd motto keep the fact IA secret from
you and braced himself for tu4sle with
fortune, resolved to regain by his own cx.
crtions what was swept away BY the failure
before you could discover the loss But
Miriam, he is ovcrtaking his strength /;
and you are becoming butt for severe
censlrc on your extravagance My sc.
crot has burdened me too long, and you
must now yourself be the judge of the
right course to pursue
Miriam was weeping, but the ters were
not all bitter. She gave its full need of
gratitude to the love that would have
shielded her FROM the knowledge Of pov.
erty and pain; and yet she could scarcely
forgive the want Of confidence in her own
ability to bear the sacrifice that the de.
coit implied
1t was long before she spoke, but when
she did, her eyes were bright and her
voice clear and firm.
The house is mine ? she asked.
Certainly. But it needs large in
come to sustain such an establishment
Tell me what style Of house does vii.
tons income warrant? mean the In.
come he had two years ago?'
a smaller house, dear,-no carriage
10 housekecper two servants, but GER.
.anly no footman in livery no conserva.
tory
Stop, stop! | understand you. You
will see, father, il am made unhappy by
your kind frankness. Wilton is in the
library absorbed in business. Will you
wait here while | speak to him2'
4 will come again soon,' he said kind
ly. Good night, Miriam. Heaven grant
| hive judged your heart rightly
But Miriam did not seek her husband
at once. 1t seemed q mockery to go tC
him wi h diamonds flashing from her rich
dress 50 she sought her own room, and
putting aside her evening toilet, dressed
herself plainly and carefully, and ther
knecling down prayed with earnest fervol
before she left the apartment,
Wilton =
The harrasscd weary man looked up.
wilton, you should have trusted me
Give me your heart, your confidence, my
dear husband
He bowed his head upon her out.
stretched hands
Can you bear it Miriam
| can bear anything if you are beside
me,-if you love and trust me- What
cannot bear is to believe that my husband
loves money better than his wife =
NO, no.
i understand that now. But there
must be confidence between US, Wilton ; !
must be your true wife, bearing your sor'
rows and your reverscs.'
My own brave darling
lie was standing beside her now, ant
for the first time in that long weary veal
the old bright look was on his weary face
and the old clear ring was in his voice
His arm was around her and she leaned
upon his breast.
Forgive ne he said earnestly, io
doubling your courage, never your love
Miriam
She laughed, merry bright laugh AN,
as she playiuly closed his desk she drew
him to a seat beside her and sketched
burlcsque picture Of their future home
with Mrs Seymour frying onions, in
crimson dress, while Mr.. Seymour milke'
the COW in the garden.
It's four years since Mr.. Palmer brok
his promise. y happier home, a NOR
thrifty housekeerer or prouder husban
cannot be found than in the pretty hous
Of the Seymours, where love, confdenc
and happiness will not yield the firs
5 place to money.