Spirit of Jefferson. [volume] (Charles Town, Va. [W. Va.]) 1844-1948, 1876-07-25

That's light word to me, aud you use ii
lightly. Is it nothing that you have been so
false to me that you -"
Emma, you make your accusations very
cOOlly. Why do you declare that have been
false to yOu!"
a little ray of hope shot into tho wife's
heart.
"At least you must have made love to a
woman before she could write SO to you."
he shook his head softly.
"Yes, confess that, he said
This is moro than l can bear" sobbed
the vito. II am an idiot to talk to you but
you must know my resolution. We must part.
Papa will take me nome. I viii go TO him
with my children, aad yOu-yOu can go to
her, whoever she is. l will not share the
heart that once was all my own
81 don't think you were right in OPEN
ing my desk as you did, he said, ''but
since you have found the letter, I'll make
a clean breast Of it. Love is something that
comes and goes at will. love that woman,
and che, poor girl loves ne. suppose, if
you feel anxious to go to your father, l
must let you go, I'll write to the old gem
tlcman and explain. Good night, Emma.
Next day carriage stopped at the door,
and white haired old farmer stepped from
it. It was Emma's father Mr.. Crawford
had been as good as his word. aud had
written to him.
"Oh, father - cried the wrotohed woman,
as she clunG to his arm, 'this is a sad. sad
ending of all M hopes"
'Ycs, Emma, said the old man, "Craw~
ford has told me ali. 1t is very dreadful, but
you can't regret leaving him-a man that gets
love letters from other women, Emma."
Her mother took her in her arms at tho
door that was something; but alter all shO
could not forget her long, long wifehood-
That night Mrs. Crawford lay awake, and not
likely to sleep.
Awake, daughter ?" said voice.
She answered "Ycs, father, aud likely to
be-"
Then the door opened, and the old man
came in.
II came to bring you this. Your husband
gave me this to give you. It's about that
woman that sent that note, and I'd read il to.
night if | were you I'll set the candle over
here. Might ns well get over it at Once.-
Good night"
The same queer look that she had seen in
all their faces startled Emma Crawford again
bu: it passed from her mind as she took up
the thick letter that had been laid upon her
pillow, and breaking the seal found within
two small pink no;es-numbercd ''onc," aud
the other 1.-TWO, in black lead pencil and
another in her husbands handwriting
"Wy Dear Emma: | think that By this
time you will have grown anxious to k4Hw
moro about tho woman that wrote TO me -
She's very nice little soul, though troubled
with jealousy, aud / married her fifteen EARS
| sgo. lived yeTy near her during courtiDg
days, and VIC wrote not much to each other
! had two little notes only. Those kept
The ono numbered two was written on her
return from a short visit; the other numbered
ono while she was Absout. Tho number
two is the one you read. came across it
that morning you ospied me reading it. l
| should have told you had you not been so
cross. But when | was soft with tho memory
of old cOuTsing days, you snapped at mo-
Emma, my dear, you have forgotten your own
little notes; but if instinct" had only prompt-
cd you to look q. the dates it would have beon
better. Perhaps, on the whole, you'll not
caro- always to stay with your parents, but
some day forgive your husband and return u
him. ouEs, as ever,
WILLIAM"
Father, 90 you think he can ever forgive
me and take me back 2" said Mrs. Crawford
to her father tho next morning. IL have
been such an IDIOT :"
II don't know, I'm sure, my dear, said the
old man and then he opened the parlor door,
and some one standing within il stretched out
his arms, and Emma Crawford rushed into
them. Her frs: fit of jealousy was over, and
it was her last
Woman has many advantages over man !;
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