The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1884-04-09
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atBut il must be put off, ] Ok,
claimed with the willfulness Of i
petted child! aIt'is the tirst time
Our friends have been here, and
you must promise positively 70
come home. nj
You must not insist upon II,
ldear wife, he answered. i am q
young merchant and cannot ne
glect my business, | must keep
my engagement at threeio'clock.l
s'And this engagement Is oi
more consequence oyou than The
wishes Of your wifeGa ! poutingly
replied.
@'Don't be unreasonable, Lizzie
. Promise, then, that you Will
be at home to dinner,
s'I have already told you ] can
not promise.'
Well, then, sof | cried. 4 do
not care whether you ever come
back agafnp aud IleR him.
''Henry mounted bis horse and
rode away. Had he looked back /
should have recalled and, after
teliiu6 4l i... ia 4 a. ti,..s
| had offended hin, begged for tho
kiss aud embrace that were always
mine at parting, but repentance
came too late and he was gone.
~ passed a wretched day with
my friends. Ny ears were con.
stantly strained to hear the sound
Of the hoofs Of Henry's horse upon
the road. It was not because /
expected my husband home, for /
did not, but feeling Of uneasiness
Ihad taken possession Of me, as il
some terrible calamity were about
to assail me. AT last / heard a
dull sound as Of marching footsteps
along the avenue, and after a vic.
lent ringing of the bell l was sum
mond to the hall To hear that my
Henry, in his effort TO reach our
dwelling in time for dinner, had
urged his horse to a headlong speed
aud had been violently thrown
against some stones thatlay at the
roadside. Some workmen had ia.
ken him home ona rude stretcher,
and there he lay iEsensible, the
impress of death upon his face.
"The sight ofmy husband, crush.
ed and helpless, aroused me from
the stupor into which l had fallen.
"Hepry, dear Henfy,n / exclaim.
cd, do you not know me, yourown
wifeR' He smiled family and open.
ed his eyes, but in another moment
he closed them again, and the
smile faded from his face. God in
Ibis mercy spared him for d season;
Ibut he mover recovered FROM his
injuries, and his life was misery to
him. All ms time was devoted to
him now, but l could not repair
tho mischief l had done. l never
left him, day or night, till the end
came, and he died in my arms"
Mrs, Singleton arose. from the
chair in which she had been sit.
ting during her recital. Her bit.
terexperience had been told, and
in sadness she sought her chamber
Ella raised herself from the sofp
with a look'of sudden resolution
She walked TO the library, where
her,father sat reading, and asked
him if James could be spared togo
to thecity, l-s. ~
"What now, pussyHs said Mr.
1 Wardour. slave you a sudden
demand for new finery2D +
"No, papa. | want a letter Ia
ken to John" t,....a,.
\ "a letter TO John9 Why, he ha;
j just left usl Well, well, don't cry.
Send James anywhere you please
but no tears, child, no tears"
Ella wrote a note, in which she
asked: .3a.a,5i X
"Can a kiss be sent in letter
by a repentant maiden, deal
joint" +
i And the answer came:
at can, as surely as q man may
have a pretty young sister, who
seals her letters with the motto
ever ,Thihel'" =
Rosebud Garden sf Girls
The young ladies we're looking
at q fine bouquet, and they, besar