Waterbury evening Democrat., 1890-01-14
MARRIED FOR MONEY.
True to Her Husband, Hut Faithful Also
 to Her Hearts First Love.

rrue to Her Husband, Hut Faithful Also to Her Hearts First Love. 'I don't remember any thing" said the old doctor, ''so hard on man as 1 once had to witness. Tho young wife of a hard old man was dying. She was as pretty girl as any one ever saw; how she ever came to marry the old fel- low I could only guess. l suppose 1t was money; at all events her family had forced her into the marriage. She had been i'll for long time, and could see that she had some heavy sorrow at her heart. At last I was summoned. and when looked at her l saw it would be my last visit. It did seem hard to think that this young girl should die."
 "Doctor," sho said, tell me the truth
 My dear child" I said as cheerfully as I could-whcn she held her hand up.
 Tell me the truth" she said. II read it in your face whom you looked at mo. Toll me. I'm not afraid to die. l would rather-but if can have only an hour to live"
 70, yes, certainly-moro than that"
 "Doctor," she said, twill you give me sheet of paper?"
 "My dear, you arc too weak to write; let me-
 "No, no, I must. I promised and will keep my word"
 She took the pencil, and, with strug- gle, wrote few words.
 "Send that to Jack, now, at once."
 "Jack who?" I asked.
 She gave mo the name. As I folded 1t Tread:
 Jack: Come! AMY"
 I put 1t in an envelope. wrote the name and address, and sent messenger with instructions to tell Jack to lose no time. We waited. She lay patiently for few minutes, and then she turned and asked:
 Has he come yet?" ! "No." said.
 'He said he would, he said he would whenever I should send him that message"
 "He will come," said.
 "I know he will know he will"
 She turned away again and lay per fectly quiet. There was a step. She started, looked toward the door, and saw i her husband. She gave no smile, nc look of pleasure. He came up to the bedside.
 "How do you feel now, my darling?' the husband asked.
 "I am dying" she said, calmly. After moments pause she held oN her thin hand to him.
 "I have been a true wife to you, have not?" she asked. 'Yes, yes, my poor little darling" Doctor, you hear him, do you not?"
 She turned away again and the silence , was painful. There was another, a rapi' step along the corridor. The door open ed and a tall, good-looking young felloy of about thirty years came in He face seemed to be transfgured. I neve saw such smile on any human face be f fore. It was of Heaven.
 Jack" she said, and half raised her self from the pillow. He took her i 7 his arms and held her up.
 My Jack! my love!" she said, and sh t took his brown face between her whit , hands and she fondled it with the ter derest caress. 5 II knew you would come. And I ar so glad to go-now. I have loved yo
 all these years. My true Jack!" , turned away, for their lips met. - did not need to, for could not see an
 thing.
 . My eyes were full. The old man Sd with his face buried in his hands.
 "Husband," she said. He looked Il 7, and she held out her hand. "I hay :. been true wife to you, but this is m love. Goodbye, husband" She tol away her hand and the old mans hca 0 fell once again. '- II am dying, my Jack" she sai'
 Hold mo close-close-love I woul y rather die in your arms than live in an $ othcrn'
 !, They held one another for minut o Tho silence, tho situation, was agon
 Then her arms loosened from his necI .. faint whisper camo from her lips a e-soon-dearest." $ It seemed as if the spirit fled in u ,f sibilant sound. Her Jack laid her gen 0 ly down-dead. took him by the ar V and led him out, and as we passed u $ old man, seated in the chair by the be
 side. quivered, with his face buried
 his hands.-San Francisco Chronicle