Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1881-04-29
her obedience, but could not buy her

her obedience, but 1 could not buy her
soul.
She likes to 90 to the churches; she
enjoys the music, and remains long on
her knees in silent prayer.
And yet when l wish her to go to balls
and dinners, who so handsome, 30 nice
as shep She does not sulk. she does moi
disappoint me. She is my noble wife,
She does me honor.
She has made many friends; every.
body turns to look at her; all who have
heard her talk look at me with o little
complimentary nod.
Particularly has old DR.. Sir James
Campbell taken to her. He has attend
ed to her this winter, and lives at Rydt
near my new villa. He says that he
will take care of her fer me.
He has often asked me about her, ant
have given him hints as to the past
He takes her pale hand in his with Q
fathers tenderness.
Yes, rather more tenderly than did
the gouty General, fear.
youth and the joys of maternity
have soothed many past disappoint
ment," said Sir James.
And he has given her some excellent
advice, which she follows.
Gertrude has none of her mothers
valetudinarian atfectations. She eats
and drinks and sleeps and walks and
drives; leads healthy, careful life
She is trying to live.
Ciorer House. Ryde, Isle of Wight
J,tne 2.-lt is all over; o pretty little
girl lies in Gertrude's arms, and smile
is on her lips which have not seen
there for year before. She treats me
so very differently; rather ordering me
about. "You shall kiss her first" said
she, when brought our little daughter
to her dear embrace, "and not me-"
This calm, cool sea air is so good fol
mother and child.
Sir James says that she does not show
quite as much strength as he could
wish, but then he is not acquainted with
the American constitution. Our women
are not so robust as the rosy ocean
reared daughters of Britannia with
whom he has been acquainted.
There is at last subject, thank God
on which my wife and can talk freely
There are no sad regrets, no conceal
1 sit by her side and admire my daugh
ter. The perfect little thing is minia
ture of her mother.
Gertrude has become, as l like her te
be, rather decided, and very much like
other wives. She ordered off greer
dressing-gown which am fond of, anc
told me to get another color. She wa!
quite provoked because l broke hel
seals Gas 1 have done at her reques
beretofore), and said that she woulc
read her letters herself. "Perhap
there might be a love letter." she said
smiling. All. thank Heaven! this il
what have prayed for! No more tear
full gratitude, no fears-all the equality
the confidence, the delicious canarad
erie of married life.
/ wish Gertrude were stronger. Sh,
seemed rather feverish last night.
Jally 4th, 1879. The blow has fall
en-, the end has come! 1 sit amid thu
ruins of my happiness; my punishment
has found me!
Letters came from home three day.
ago, and Gertrude took hers with trem
bling hand. l left her moment tt
look at some business details, when
heard strange noise from her room
The nurse gave a loud call, which
brought me back.
Gertrude sat up in bed with rigit
face, holding letter in her hand. AS
approached her she pointed to pass
age, which was this:
"Cousin Ronald looks rather pale
and thin, and then the announcement
that he was engaged TO Lydia was all ,
ruse of mammals and Maurice's, as
dare say you have heard. But wha
does such prosperous lady care nov
for poor village folks, like u.s.
took her hand and laid her back OF
the pillow.
"Forgive me, my wife," said 1; for
give the sins which love made me com
nit"
Her speech began to wander; in al
hour she was in high delirium.
-"Sweet bells tangled, out of tune"
In two days the broken speecl
stopped, the tired, tried heart stopped
beating; with pleading eyes she sough
my face. She, too, said Forgive.
and cropping wildly for the baby, m,
wife died.-American Traveller.