The Fremont weekly journal. [volume] (Fremont, Sandusky County, Ohio) 1867-1877, 1873-04-25
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taking for his wife pretty Mary Cor
shom. He had been waiting until
he could own a house SO that he
might commence the new life fairly
and independently, and when he said
independently he meant that he
would not be dependent on Others
for home. Allen did not hope to
be independent of toll and fatigue
but he had planned that he and his
pretty Mary. would work together;
and perhaps in the coming year find
a competence upon which to enjoy a
healthful repose. Allen Moore was
lawyer, with q fair practice, and
with a pocket growing larger and
larger with each proceeding term /;
and he had promised himself, that
when Mary had become his wife,
she would help him in his labors-
not that she would delve for him into
the mysteries of law, or do the druid
gerry Of copying; but he looked for
sympathy and loYe-for a love that
would make his toll light, and for a
sympathy upon which he could rest
his confidence.
Allen Moore had known that
Mary had her faults; but he had al.
so known that her heart was good
and true, and in his great love he
found the assurance of peace and
joy. But season of disappoint-
ment was to come.
They had been married three
years, and a cloud was upon the
household. And whose was the
fault? Allen examined himself very
closely, but he could not discover
that he had done wrong. And yet
Mary was neither happy herself, nor
did she try to make him happy. His
business had increased until he had
as much on his hands as he could
possibly attend to; he laboIed early
and late; he toiled without ceasing,
but the sympathy which he had ex-
.pected at home was not his. The
result was that he often wore a cloud
upon his brow. Expecting coldness
when ne entered his home, he came
with compressed lips; and fearing
he should find no sympathy he did
not seek it.
Allen Moore wondered! Had he
been mistaken in his estimate of
Mary? Had he given her credit for
good which she did not possess?
Certainly there was little ofthe good
to bless him, but evil continually. In
short, his home was far from being a
happy one, and open ruptures were
frequent. Mary. had become fault
finding and fretful, and instead of
sympathizing with her husband in
his engrossing and oft times perplex-
ing business, she Would not permit
him to mention his business in the
house.
DR.. Ralph Gorshom, Mary's un-
Gle, had witnessed the gathering
cloud, and had marked the progress
of the deepening gloom. He had
known both husband and wife from
their infancy, and he had loved them
both-and when he saw them thus
unhappy he said he would certainly
help them. He knew that the great
er fault was Mary's, and he knew,
too, that yet she had a preponder-
ance Of good in her heart.
"Uncle Ralph, what do you really
think of Allen"
DIR. Gorshom had called in Osten-
sibly for the purpose of leaving
some medicine for the husband, but
he had taken seat and opened
conversation with his niece.
"NIary, do you want me to tell
you the truSh?" He spoke very sol
emnly, and with a grave look.
"The truth, Uncle?" she repeated,
with a startling expression. "You
do not think that there is any thing
serious?"
"What can be more serious than
q disease of the hearth"
"But Allen has no such thing?'
"My dear girl, you must not de-
ceive yourself. You may not keep
Allan long with you. Excessive la
bor-ambitiOn to achieve crest re-
sults-and want of healthful recrea-
tion, have strained his heart more
than it will bear. l tell you very
plainly, Mary, Allen is dying"
Dying"
"Yes-surely! 1t is but a ques-
ton of time. We may save him to
prolonged and useful life, if we
can remove the cause of the disease.
Have you not observed how pale
and thin he has grown And have
You not marked how frequently the
pain comes to his heart! Alas poor
Allen! dare not tel how near he
is to the brink. l spoke with him
once-a few days ago-upon the