The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1878-03-22

CHATTER VII.
Doctor Suydenham was happy to see
the turn affairs had taken; and did not
know, till I saw bow relieved he was ar
theprospect Of the brighter surroundings
i'm store for me, how serious his concern
for my welfare bad been.
"With Mrs. Motley as your compan-
ion, little one, you will soon uecover
your natural vigor, and the roses on
your cheeks viii rival those you saw in
the park"
"Why does everybody so naturally
call me little one? Am indeed so very
small 90 asked, mentally.
And then thought Of the great opin-
Jon I had conceived Of myself upon dis
covering that Gerald loved me, and had
decided to clothe me like a lady and
make me his wife. I thought, too, o
the old-time discomfort at home; Of my
mother and all she had endured as ms
fathers wife till death came TO relieve
her Of her toll, and 7 was silent.
"Iou don't seem very happy over The
prospect Of my remaining to take care
Of you" said Mrs. Motley, putting heI
arms about me, and patting my cheek
tenderly.
"Nes, I am happy for my own sake,
but I am sorry for yours and the minis
ters. was thinking how dreadful il
viii be for you TO be separated from
each other"
Mrs. Motley turned her beaming eyes
upon her husband, and the electric flash
that answered back 20 hers thrilled me
through and through.
'rThere is a love that passeth under
standing" she said, feelingly. "a love
that knows no time or distance, but 6.
ever present, under all conditions
blessing its possessors like a benisor
from heaven. lam happy when think.
ing Of my husband; happier when
speaking Of him, but happiest only
when I'm his presence. Yet know 10 is
not best for rs TO be always dependent
upon each other for happiness. Each Of
Us, while indebted TO the other, owes
moral obligations 10 the world we live
in. We are dearer to each other, when
together, for having sometimes been
separated. If everybody were as selfish
as my little patient, who would remain
as her companion while her husband
goes to sea againc"
ooh, surely Gerald win not 60 to sea
without mew cried, in sudden alarm.
'I surely would not undertake 10
carry you and the baby with me-" my
husband answered, in a tone that be
probably did not intend should be harsh
aud forbiddiug, yet TO me it was.
"Theu you are tired Of me ?' Isobbed
interrogatively.
He did not reply.
"I don't care where I 60, or what
becomes Of me, 7 said.
Aud then it seemed for a time a.
though my power to feel were suddenly
gone, and I was as one turned to stone
The doctor and my husband excuse,
themselves from our presence, and
heard the former say, before the doc
was fully closed:
That's no way to treat a woman
Captain Grey"
did not bear my husbands answer
and I did not care to bear. Would
man ever win a wife by the measures b
uses in keeping her after she is once hi
property?
Mr. and Mrs. Motley conversed "a
gether quite freely for several minute
concerning their mutual affairs, and
soon learned that they were deciding {
get lodgings for the two OF MS, with th
babe, and leave us in Melbourne for q
least half a year, while my husban
would probably be gone a twelvemonu
Then Mr.. Motley departed, and I va
left alone with my friend and the bah,
the latter being so worn out with b
screaming ft that he had fallen into
ftful, signing slumber.
''NIrs. Motley, I have something al
fuI TO speak to you about" said J. viii
a shiver ran through and through m
"Ihen, if it is so awful, / wouldn
speak or think about it at all, ." said sh
"But j must, OF I shall go mad"
Ny friend grew seriously alarmed
my vehemeuce. Indeed. she was nj
wholly without the suspicion that n,
troubled the Others as TO my sanity
"Then what is it, dear e''
'NIy baby resembles Elder Chalmei
and 1 would rather it were dead"
"Then you, too, have discovered it
80, Mrs Motley, how could / help il
"Have you spoken Of it to any one
"Not yet. I wanted TO tell Gera
but he acts 50 strangely I do not dar,
care you AFRAID Of your husband
"Yes," faltered, "and though ! f
his anger more than everything, I C,
not bear TO live without him, for Il
him dearly"
"Nou'll get over that, little one."
"Get over what ~
'The feeling that you cannot live
cept be is near you"
"But love him so dearly!"