Middletown transcript., 1878-05-18

we were SO happy ana now WISH
ed that it might be so forever; bu
, no, our paradise was soon to be dis
turbed and like that of old, by woman
One Sabbath morn, not unlike the
one nearly a year ago, when first en-
tered the little Episcopal church il
Worthington,-I set out for church
as Richard could not be with me,
preferred walking.
Services were over. Turning my step:
homeward, my way lay along the main
street,a long one with struggling house:
on each side. Quite a shower had
come up. Fastening along, a light rap
on window attracted my attention
looking up there was Mrs. Wright, a
lady belonging to one of the wealthiest
families in Worthington district
"Come in," she said, and 1 was glad
to get shelter from the fast falling
drops.
Mrs. Wright was a widow with one
son, a lawyer, and they two with the
servants contributed to the household
soon found she was ready for gossip.
"You were never in Worthington
previous to your marriage?"
"No," | Ireplied
'Did Mrs North leave any chill
dren p
"Who?" l questioned.
Mother" said Alfred, in tones of
strong reproof, "have you forgotten
what you are doing?"
"Why, Alfred, should I not speak
Of Mrs. North? But Of course,
Mrs. North here couldn't know of the
other"
"There,it is best that you should say
nothing more"
Then turning to me said: "NIrs.
North, excuse me, but your manis wait
ing outside"
My mind seemed on fire. Mrs.
North ? who was Mrs North ? What
followed is like dream to me now
When | reached home, Richard had
arrived a few moments previous, and
was pacing back and forth on the pi-
azza awaiting my return. l was glad
enough to get in the shelter Of
his strong arms and tell him what had
transpired, but not what was said.
Il wish you could have stopped else
where he said, looking wistfully at
me.
"Did she say anything to disturb
you, u,Agne5 ?"
1 struggled hard and said "No!"
'It was very much like her to do
So"
After that I remained at home ex-
eept when Richard could go and take
me.
We had not made friends with the
villagers, on one account, i there was al
ways so much to see and tell | did not
care to be annoyed in such manner,
preferring solitude and quiet evenings
with my husband to their idle gossip
ings.
Our evenings were spent in singing
or some other simple amusement
Most all day had been practising a
new piece. Songs were preferable to
him and l thought this would please
him so much. How his face always
frightened on my announcing a new
piece learned.
eve will have it now," he said,
drawing my head back against him
and stroaking my hair. l began:
30 Genevieye I'd give the world
To live again the lovely past
The rose of youth was dew impear led
But now it withers in the blast
see thy face in every dream,
My walking thoughts are full of thee;
Thy glance is in the starry BEAM
That falls along the summer sea.
0 Genevieve, sweet Genevieve,
The days may come the days may go
But still the hand of memory weaves,
The blissful dreams of long ago.
l had scarcely finished, when he laid
his hand on my shoulder and turning
my face to him, I saw how deadly
white he was.
"Agnes, please never sing that piece
again, will your"
NO" I replied, putting my arm
lbout his neck and drawing his head
lown on my shoulder, $50 long as you
10 not desire it, Richard"
Fer long time we sat by the fen
Ter that evening Richard was resting
n his armchair while [ was seated
beside him on an ottoman, holding
'ne hand, resting my head on his knee
While he stroaked my hair with the
,ther. Presently he said, Little wo-
nan, | have much to tell you some
lay be patient l would do so now,
out cannot; it may not be for years or
may never be; still, l hope it to be :
oon. l know this suspense is worry
ng to you, trust me, Agnes, all will
,e right; don't you trust me, my wife ?" {
'Don't [ trust you? Oh, with all |
ly heart and soul p and soon the {
trong arms were holding me and I $
'as doing what all other women would |
ave done, crying. G
In a measure paradise was regained, t
ut it seemed now as if it could never i
e the same that had previously lin c
cred with US at Worthlawn. Ny n
reatest happiness now was my hus- S
and. l had trusted him fully and O, a
ow much would I have given if he
ad trusted me the same. He did
ust me, again and again I told my q
'lf,or why did he say so much, he R
ould tell me all but could not. f
Go be concluded nert aCeek
As illustrating the value Of an or u y
lard, farmer in Montgomery coun- y
+, Pa, the possessor of farm of 100
res, says that the three-acre orchard