The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1877-10-25

known no other mother than her Aunt,
/ who was kind, yet strict, New England
spinster-who believed in the old-time
| doctrines, and despised "rew tangled"
! ideas
/ Marian was about eight years Of age
when an event occurred whith outlined
her path for the future.
/ Across the garden by which her home
was enclosed stood a large vacant house,
which had been unoccupied for years,
Suddenly there came through the
/ village the rumor that it was to be taken
by strange family. They were coming
/ there to live and work the vast farm.
And for once Madame Gossip was right.
! The family came, and the lights of the
great house shone out like beacon;
smoke curled pfrom the chimneys and
the garden showed signs of cultivation.
One bright morning as Marian took
her seat IN the little village school she
! glanced across the aisle timidIy and saw
a strange face and two black ewes looking
admiringly at her. And from that day
at recess, she adored the young lad who
was not slow in making her acquaint-
ance,
When he was old enough, had been
through college, and had seen little of
the world, she became his promised wife.
But " the course of true love does not
always run smooth" 1t did not in the
case of these two young peoples hearts,
who, though trying to be true to each
other, were not true to themselves.
Yes, there sat Aunt Mary, with her
/ grey hair banded neatly down, thinking
sadly of the time when she must part
with Marian. The day was not far dis
tant, only month, and Marian would
be a bride.
The old-fashioned clock in the corner
struck seven, as Marian entered the
dining-room. and took her place at the
table, opposite her Aunt. A silence fol-
( lowed, as with bowed head they asked
for grace.
The ticking of the pendulum, and the
purring of the cat, were distinctly heard.
The sweet smell of wild flowers in the
vase upon the table, peryaded the room,
as the evening breeze played with the
! thin muslin curtains, and stirred the soft
hair on Marian's brow.
! Aunt Mary looked auXiously at her
niece's swollen eyelids and flushed
cheeks, and sighed as she thought it
was a quarrel that had made her darling
sad.
Are you not WELL" dear? she asked,
tenderly.
" Yes, Auntie. | am very well, but |
am a little tired answered Marian
q Did you meet Ed? | sent him after
you, | was so worried
Yes, Auntie, we met him just before
we reached the gate"
I" We. Marian! Why, child. who do
you mean by WEI"
Mr.. Watson. / met him in the forest
and he asked permission to escort me
! home"
A frown came over the serene counte-
nance of Aunt Mary as she hurriedly
/ said, marian do not trust that man.
He is too worldly. No one around here
knows any thing about him; who he is,
or whence he came"
But here she was interrupted by a
/ loud knock on the door" Marian rose
! to answer it.
1t is needless to say it was Ed. coming
to make peace, which was soon declared,
as arm in arm they walked up and down
between the sweet briar hedges and
/ talked of that inexhaustible subject, the
/ future.
Let us pass over two months during
which time Marian became bride
/ The leaves scarlet and gold are drop
/ ping now, and the wind is chilly as it
sweeps through the forest, over the
furnished brakes Marian has returned
| from her bridal journey, little less
happy than when she left. Her hus-
band, fondly jealous ere they were mar
ried, is madly jealous now. He does not
like the looks of admiration cast
upon his wife by the male SEX He tells
/ her she encourages them; and, being
! high tempered, she does not take it well.
So the quarrels are bitter and frequent.
As fate would have it, when they
reached home, one of the first to pay hom-
age to the young bride was Harold Wat
son. He was very tender with her; told
her she was not looking well. And
scene with her husband was very
excited and burst into tears. Oh,
silly Marian. Ere she knew it she was
repeating to that worldly man her do
nestle troubles. And he, sitting beside
Ter, with his arm on the back of her
chair, her hand in his. How well he
played the comforter. He praised her
/ husband, found ready excuses for him,
and ingratiated himself into the young
brides favor, and when at last he tore
himself away, she had told him to come
often. Her husband coming up the
path had heard her, and his blood boiled
with jealousy as he saw the bright, smil-
ing faces Of the twain
All it is often true "a little spark
kindleth a great fire." No sooner had
/ the maid withdrawn from the room at
dinner, than he commenced: Madame,
| wish you to understand that | forbid
you to receive Harold Watson in my
house. He is a scoundrel, and if | ever
meet him here again ycu will regret itr'
How dare you insult me by threats
| shall receive whom please; if | can
not, | shall 90 back to Aunt Mary's."
Ed. knew he had said too much; but
not wishing TO retract, he added, AZ wish
to heaven you had never left Aunt
Mary's."
Marian rose, livid with anger, and re-
torted: " You will never have to wish it
twice, she then left the room, and taking
small shawl from the rack ran hurriedlv
across the garden towards Aunt Mary's.
ia. saw her from the window, and his
heart sank little; but he thought to HIM
self that she would be back before supper.
But when supper time came, the maid
said her mistress had not vet returned,
and he was obliged to sit down to q
lonely meal. Before he had finished
servant brought a note, which he hur-
riedly tore open, it was from Aunt
Mary, who stated that, As Marian could
not live in peace with him, she thought it
would be best TO separate. That was
all; but long, long into the night Ed sat
there in the same position, like one
crushed. She loved him" he said bit
terly. /" If ever | meet him | will kill
him! He shall yet pay for this
Early the next morning, valise in
hand, Ed. took his way down through
the village to the little station. He was
obliged to pass by the house of the
elderly Miss Grey, and as he neared it he