Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1876-05-08

Emily idolized her husband. One fond
loving word from him quite dispelled all
her fears she nestled closer to him and
laid her soft hand gently on his raven
hair, looking confdingly into his twink
ling black eyes.
Harry gazed upon the face turned so
trustingly upon him for moment that
stern, hard passion-avarice-gave way
for moment the voice of justice was
heard-it was but moment The strug-
gle was Intellectual. His executive ma
ture gained the mastery
One morning, as Emily sat thinking
of her husband. the bright. happy face
of her aunt looked in at the door.
"Oh ! aunt, am so glad to see you.
want to have talk about
Emily's heart failed her, and her eyes
filled with tears, for, in spite of her
trusting nature, she could not but sus-
pect that all was not right with Harry.
why, Emily. what is the matter
hope nothing has happened to Harry"
"No," SAID Emily, wiping away her
tears. ''Only he stays away so much of
late"
"My dear child, you are very unrea-
sonable /; he cannot be at home and at
the shop too."
"ShOp-shOpP P' interrupted Emily
"what shOp?"
why, didn't you know that he had
opened liquor shop on street +?
He has another mans name up, but then
the whole business is carried on by Har-
ry."
Emily's head fell upon her bosom !;
she pressed her hand upon her eyes and
wept Now came the CALLING thought
that Harry had deceived her-had tri
fed with her feelings, and had sacrificed
honor and justice for gold
''DOn't grieve so, Emily" said her
aunt, ''tears are of no avail now; you
must brace up your too sensitive nature
to meet your fate with fortitude. You
have strength of mind; let it sustain
you now"
"0h aunt, 1 will try; but it is hard
very hard, to bear. ] have often tho't
of your advice, and, if l had insisted on
not being married until Harry was set
tied in business, all this trouble would
have been saved"
''What you cannot repair it is folly
to regret, said her aunt, .'but / would
advise you now, as Harry is reserved to
you, freely to open the subject to him.
Tell him your opinion, and how his pro-
ceedings have affected you. | need not
say, be kind-you cannot act otherwise.
He loves you, Emily, and it may not be
too late now"
Long after her aunt left the house,
Emily sat at the window, with her head
resting upon her hand. Illuminating on
her condition.
"Can it be possible that he loves me?''
sighed Emily IF so, why does he thus
deceive me o.
Her heart swelled with emotion as her
thoughts travelled back to that great
hour that stamped her destiny-wher
trembling, but confident. she knelt al
the foot of the altar and breathed that
sacred VOW, which was to introduce heI
to new cares, new responsibilities-wher
with heart futtering with excess Of
joy, Of rapture, without one apprehen.
sion or one doubt of the man she had
chosen, she voluntarily became his wife
Her heart sank like lead as her thoughts
hurried over the blissful scene-thost
happy dreams, those bright hopes, those
thrilling emotions, are all buried in the
past-brief felicity how rapidly has
thou flown.
In the midst of her soliloquy, Harry
, entered. Emily rose to greet him; she
tried to smile, but the tears, which haC
been long repressed, Low gushed forth
! Harry caught her in his arms, folded
: her to his bosom and strove to probe the
= source of her grief, But Emily coulC
, not disclose the burden of her heart t
Harry-she could not reproach him so
2 day after day passed and still the shad
D ow lay on her brow and heart. Harr.
e observed it, but suspected not its cause
, he was confident that Emily was salts
5 fed with the reasons he had given 70
: his absence, and he gloried in his fan
cied security.
''ln this case, ignorance is bliss, h
c thought; land if she finds it out, | vii
tell her how much money we have mad
: and We viii laugh over the joke"
d Is it not sttange that he reasone
n thus A plodding man whose mind
limited to the circumference Of dolla
+. whose energies are all concentrated o
/. accumulation of property, never allow
4 his faculties to rise above the earth-h
5 is earthly. he Is cunning. which instinC
e always leads Its pOssessOr to seize upO
:. anything capable of being reduced I
y dollars and cents. No matter how mea
e or how degrading. his motto is--"gra
It and save" Sordid ignorance Is incaps
it bic of cOmprehending the motives ths
govern a great mind-one that Is oper