The Opelousas journal. [volume] (Opelousas, La.) 1868-1878, 1877-05-19

lDNYIUg AOE LIE bO1 SMAAS
was in 30 much troublSthat he u not
put away his anxieties ever to sootne
lydia, and leaving her and Ada to I'M
what comfort they could in each other
he went to seek Mary Hutton.
She still lived in a quiet street OF small
houses in the lower part of the town.
and when she answered his request TO
speak to her, he was not astonished at
Antony's love. But it angered him new
ertheless; and though it was always hard
for Stephen to be cross to a beautiful
woman, he said, sharply:
"Where is my son, lass|
SIN New York, sir"
"What is he doing there"
"Making a home for me and my father,
SIR" .
"Write and bid him come to his own
father. You may tell him I'm q ruined
mana ruined man, lass. You'll make
nought by marrying Antony Thirske
now, Mary"
ct am very sorry for you, Mr.. Thirske.
You may believe me or not; and l will
write and tell Anthony what you say"
But before Rnthony could return
things had come to a crisis with Stephen
| Thirske. He had won his case-and been
ruined in the winning of it. he was a
complete bankrupt, and mill and house
went under the sheri67s hammer. There
may be places where " three failures and
q fire make q mans fortune" but it is
not in Yorkshire. Even the personal
property of the unfortunate bankrupt
was sold, and the ruined family were
thankful to accept in the meantime the
shelter of the governess's little home.
Now, however, that Stephen had met
the worst and faced it, all his pluck re-
turned. He easily got a position in 8
friends factory, and began to slowly
gather around him again the comfortsssot
q much humber home. Amuch happier
one, though; for these terrible changes
had at length reversed the natural order
of things. When Stephen was utterly
bowed down, suddenly Lydia Thirske
rose up, and took her true and natural
position as comforter and helpmate. 1t
almost consoled the weary husband for
all his losses to have found at last his
true wife.
!, Antony also had written loving and
, hopeful letters; and it was likely that he
would be able to come for Mary the next
summer. They were all sorry now tt
= think of parting from her, for she had
r been so helpful and cheerful in these
dark days, that it was hard to imagine
q the cottage without her.
Adversely has many learned disciples
and Ada had not been to its school with
out benefit. 1t was impossible for he
;. not to reproach herself with her father
ruin, and though no one else had done it
:, the voice of society universally con
!, demned her. She remembered, too, tina
however ~krevengeful and hateful Ask
had been, she herself had done her bes
to call forth those qualities--he had a
y first tried to be very patient and kind t
% her.
One morning as she wa sitting SEWN
i to some such bitter Thoughts as,these
she lifted a paper and read this para
graph:
!. "On Monday last, Aske, of Aske hal
" while hunting with The Towton hound
y was thrown, and, iS is feared, fatally il
= jured."
She sat still thinking a few minute
= and then, without a word to any one br
Mary Hutton, left the house. TW
y hours afterwards she YVES in Aske Hal
:. helping to soothe the rawlings Of its deli
~ ieus master. Calmly but resolutely 81
took her place, and in the long, drean
:. weeks of watching and darkness that fc
:. lowed learnt many a wholesome lesso'
i Her great fear now was that the i
: jury to the brain was permanent, ar
that her husband weuld never know b
- long enough to pardon her. But OF
!, night, as she stood looking tenderly
- the pale, shrunken face, he slowly open'
his eyes and said insa whfsPer::e
"Ada?"
"George, dear George" and the X
that sealed her forgiveness was the !
e. marriage of their hearts and lives.
~ But Aske was many months a helple
invalid and it was almost a year aftt
as wards that Ada was going gently abo
'u the room, packing things for 8 journ
7o' with him to the sunny skies Of Italy.
no watched her some time, and then sal
"Ada, / may never come back I Il
very weak. / wonder if your fath
would see me before I 60"
The next morning Stephen Tnirs
stood by his enemy's side, and his ey
were full of tears.
"You are much changed, George"
Ill EYES, Thirske, you have won at la
an Let us shake hands. Themill we ioug
ne. about ! have given to Ada, and she gil
'he it to you. The papers are here I ws
ger to see them signed"
ing "But, Aske-"
ny Don't deny me this grace, Thirsi
the if / have to die, / shall die the easier
it. If / live to come back, I want