The Morning herald., 1877-05-30

IMAM mortal not TO have felt an infuenc(
upon her hearts The faot Ws J ulian SON.
ervills pcsesssd n thes glaces whish are
said to 0ptitate women He was hand
some, refined and reported to bs wealthy,
and, added to Ill this, he wore the lair
semblance Of many virtues.
i Week after week few by and he linger>
ed still at Huntington. He said the
country had q charm for him that he was
not inclined to break until the last mo-
Eaie D.ngerAeld was nature itself,
equally deyoid of art or affection. There
was novelty and freshness about her
which excited Somerville's admiration,
and fiually commanded what love he had
10 bestow. o.
1t was not until 'somerville requested
the hand Of his daughter. from the good
rector that the latter dreamed Of their af>
fection. And then--it was too late. Could
he Withstand the silent pl eadings Of his
child? Could he bear to see hef unhappy
Yet, on the other hand, could he bsstow
his cherished darling on man almost q
stranger to him? 1t was severe struggle
bnt he cruci6ed his tenderness, and, sacri
ficing his comfort and the small doubts that
would steal into bis mind, he gave his
sanction TO 6omervills's appeal. Thus it
was the tenderness of the parent prevailed
over the judgment of the man, and Efie
became the wife of Julian Somerville.
Happy in that name, it was still bitter
hour for her when she had to quit her
home-her quiet peaceful home, and that
father who had ever loved her, and that
young sister to whom she had been rs a
mother. But the hour Of parting came,
the blessing was pronounced, the last
choking farewell was spoken, the last kiss
impressed upon trembling lips, and then
almost unbroken silence reigned in the old
glebe house. ''" ''DI,.t 'i4
For some time her father constantly
heard from her and her letters were of
joy and gladness. But by-and-by the in
terval became longer, and then they came
no more. She had accompanied her hus-
band to Europe, and this prevented, Mr..
Danger6eld from instituting careful in
quiries concerning her.
A year passed away and then another,
and finally third, and nothing was heard
of Effie or her husband. The rectors
step had become more slow, and "a his
head more frequently dropped, bis hairs
became whiter: Sorrow had invaded his
breast, and the poor man vas suffering
deeply. He sreproached himself for not
making more rigid inquiries concerning
Somerville, and too late repented of an
act that was due to his trusting nature, and
his belief in professed honesty, j..
Far from friends and country, in
strange land, Efie lived only to wish for
that hour which was to terminate her
weary stay on earth. Somerville had not
been what she had believed him, but her
love had outl;ved unkindness and indif-
erence she had patiently borne his ne
neglect, and witnessed him plunge into
every kind of dissip patton and extravaganza
until the last faint spark of hope was ex-
tinguished in her breast, then she wrote
no more to her father, for she feared to
trust her pen lest it might recount her
sorrows, and she would not bring grief into
her fathers home.
She could at best only wound bis peace
by a recital Of her wrongs, so she de;ef-
mined he should hear from her no more.
Without any settled purpose, Somerville
j)urneyed from place to place on the 'oR-
tinent, Efie following him and pleading
to him with tears that he would return TO
his own country. But he was deaf to her
appeals, and even brutal in his conduct
Poverty at las. overlook them. They had
gone to England. Poor thing, she bad at
least the consolation of being among those
who spoke her own tongue. Want At last
compelled Somerville to seek employment
and he was fortunate enough 10 obtain a
clerkship IN a mercantile house, and for
some time things become better. But
Somerville was tco utterly depraved to
tnrSue an honorable life for any great Pc |
rod. He had not the moral courage to
resist temptation, and his evil propensities
prevailing, he forged the name Of his em>
ployer and Mas detected,
Ere the poor wife heard the story Of
his crime he was locked fast behind prison
walls. The hastened to his side, and for |
getting all save that she was his wife, she
fell upon his bosom and wept. His trial
came, and he was sentenced to transporta-
ton for nunbdr of years. a..., |
The transport that bore him to penal
colony was disappearing on the waters, and
the posr heart-broken wife stood upon the
pier with mind verging upon insanity.
The last thing she recollected was totter>
ing along the street with a reeling brain,
and then The light grew dark, and she re.
membered falling and receiving severe
blow upon the head-then all was blank,
dull, heavy and we'll nigh painless, for the
sense of pain was gone. i
Some days later she awoke in the ward
of hospital. For many weeks she how
cred between life and death. until, at
length, the crisis past, she slowly began to
gain new vigor. t"
When she was conyalescent the chap