Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1876-10-04

in week, with true feminine love of
intrigue, was painting, in colors as bold
as she dared, the misery of Mr.. Brian,
who was going thousands Of miles
away from the only one he loved, and
was so restless and unhappy.
81" He walks about the garden half the
night" she said; "'and always where
he can see your Window--no off ense,
ma'am; please don't be angry with me"
Charlotte sighed. The prospect of
splendid diamonds did not excite her
as it ought to have done; the thought
of Brian's departure did. Her mind
wandered across the sea-, "There,"'
she thought, "there is room enough,
and none Of these miserable restrictions
that tie us down and make us slaves of
society" .aI9aae NaNhl1ot 3bF
Rose was to be married ON the We'd
nesday before the ship. sailed; she
asked her mistress to come to her
mother's cottage and see cher things"
To, this the Rev. Talbot, who watched
Charlotte like cat, could make no OBJ
lection. But Brian had been invited
there also, Rose, left them alone.
When she returned, there were tears
on her mistress face, but Brian, held
her hand, and his voice had q proud,
joyous9ring in it, as he asked Rose if
she could keep a secret 700 3Iti ~ h9b
The mist of the October morning
still fingered, when Mr. Martins dog
cart came gently, drawn by his fayorite
mare, along the lane by, the. Rectory
grounds. A lady, muffled in an Ulster,
stepped quickly out from the arched
doorway in the WALL and mounted by
his side. A mile was driven without a
word; then from a stile came forward
q taller figure, carrying gun-case and
a trunk. He mounted behind. Little
was said; but how that mare was driv-
en-! Nineteen miles were covered in
an hour and a half-it was exactly a
quarter to twelve as they reached ST.
Georges Church in Micl1leham town.
Rose was there and her swain---it was a
double wedding. Mr.. Martin gave
Charlotte away. :, After three seasons
married at last, without bridesmaids or
carriage, a breakfast in haste, and to
her first love At one O'clock the hap.
Epy couples were speeding away by ex
press for Southampton, Next day the
steamer bore them southwark. vi bsG
Two years have gone by. Farmer
Martin stands among his barley, and
reads a long letter from, Natal, speak
ing of health, of happiness, of children
Fof a renewed youth and widening hopes
Sin Short finishes Brian, snow | an
a man, whereas was a child. Char
lotte is very happy, and sends her love
to you" 8 llsf#1 Ill
Gay, ay," thought Martin, glancins
wistfully southwards, 1.-The crops are
not what they used to be; the whea
was yellow this spring; and thin in The
ear afterwards. The land is exhausted
but there's room yonder-there's room
yonder. Charlotte was wasted here
there she fulflls the noblest mission o.
a woman on earth. How many hun
dreds are there who would be equally
happy if they could persuade them
selves to do likewise! Icannot stand
it here alone r $500 - as
He. has given notice to quit. By mex
season he will be dancing Charlotte
boy upon his knee. Little they reel
that they are out of the season: and as
wealth gradually flows in upon them
they can, if they wish, return for {
while; but not for long-the air there
is purer, the life nobler, than in Lon
don drawing rooms. -