Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1879-04-09

The carriage arrives. Then Mr.. Ken
nay alights and comes into the house.
He presses Diana to his heart and says,
as he sees the tears in her eyes:
ado you regret this step. Diana?"
"No, mol" she excJaims, fervently; 81
have no one to love now but you"
The trunks are strapped on the car
riage. Mr.. Kennay hands Diana i'll and
seats himself beside her. Thus the
bishops daughter goes to be married,
and the rain pours furiously down on
the bridal party.
"She has gone," said the bishops Sis
ter, as she looks out of the window at
the retreating carriage.
"The very idea," says Maria, "of her
marrying in this STYLE"
"Well, we have done with her for
ever" responds Sophia.
Then a gloom settles upon the trio;
a light has gone out in the house, for
the young girl who had just passed out
of it had a voice of melody, and heart
full of love and gladness.
Mr.. Kennay and Diana are now mar
ried and settled in Derby. They are
very loving and very happy, and al
though living in humble style, have q
sufficiency. Mr.. Kennay's position as
organist keeps them above want.
Diana, never, even in the saddest mo-
ments, when she looked back to the
home of her childhood, regrets that
she gave up all for love,-wealth, rank,
honor.
One year passes. Deep, unalloyed
happiness has been her portion. She
has written twice to her old home, but
received no answer. An unbroken 81
lence prevails. The bishops family
have never forgiven this recreant
daughter, who threw herself away upon
her fathers organist.
The shadows now come down upon
Diana. A long illness loses her hus-
band his position, and poverty dark ems
the home which, though humble, is
happy. Diana is not the WON an to fold
her hands and bewail her fate. She
sets about to mend it she is not too
proud to work, even if she is the bishops
daughter. She asks no help from any
one, but spurred on by love for her sick
husband, she seeks employment. She
obtains it only after many weary months
seeking; and for the first time in her
life, Diana learns from experience the
true meaning of poverty-which can
only be learned by experience. Through
all the bitter trials the heart never fails
her, and she finds the love for which she
married her staff and comfort.
81 have obtained something to do"
she says joyfully to her husband, her
cheeks all aglow with exercise, as she
lync no i
herself at his side.
He looks sadly at her. Diana work
ing, and working for him, is not a
pleasant idea. 81 have got place to
sing in st. Thomas church, and now we
can be quite comfortable again"
'To go through snow and rain, Dia-
ma, you so delicately reared"
what of that?" asks Diana; 81 car
stand what others can; anything to add
to your comfort, Herbert, you have so
often added to mine."
81 would have saved you this, Diana"
he says as he smOoths with his thin
hand her golden hair.
"The wife, says Diana, "who is not
glad to help her husband at all times,
and who is not willing to work when he
is sick, has strange idea of wifely duty,
and must have but little love in her
heart. When married [ gave love
which only grows brighter as the storms
of adversely increa e. Come what may,
l have no regret for the past-only a
heart full Of love to meet the present"
Thus fortified, Diana undertakes her
mission of love. Through storms of
rain and storms Of snow she trudges to
church. She is there on Sundays, on
festival days, at weekly prayer days,
and at funerals, and she never misses
the practicings. Diana has but one re-
greet, and that is, that her occupation
takes her away SO long from her hus-
band.
The SHOWS OF winter pass away, and
the first breath of spring fills the air.
The invalid is slowly improving, but has
not yet ventured out into the street.
Diana returns from church one day.
where she has been singing at funeral
and finds her husband sitting on the
sofa with a letter in his hand. Diana is
at loss to interpret the peculiar express
sion of his face.
"Diana," he said, in tones which
sounded strangely agitated to her ear,
Il must plead your forgiveness"
she seats herself beside him, with the
same old trust and confidence which
nothing can shake, and says very smil-
ingly:
"There is no room for forgiveness
where there is no room for offence"
"Ah! but you don't know how have
deceived you, DIANA"
"NO. nor another love -
IL have deceived you, Diana; I am
not what seem to he. Let me tell you
my story. The passion of my life has
been, you know, music, which my par
ents gave me every opportunity of cul-
tivating. When became man, very
foolishly | joined an opera troupe,
which so incensed my father that he
disowned me. [ drifted into America,
having lost my voice from Just such an
attack as I have had recently, and OBJ
tanned a situation in your fathers church