New Ulm review. (New Ulm, Brown County, Minn.) 1892-1961, 1893-04-12

| Sou " NC at Tie liItueSL ellu OI Tie
world [ have hoped never to look
upon your face again.
His arms are folded now. and the
smile fades from his dark eyes, -.
| why, then, are you here?" he de-
mards
I tell my story, and as finish he
bursts out hcarsely:
"GCod God, child! You have suffered!
You are thinner and paler than you
used to be, and you are not, he
brushes corner of my shawl in his
hand. "YOu, my wife, out in this
storm with no better protection than
this fiimsy sbawl!'
His voice shakes, and there are tears
in his eyes.
One would almost believe that he
| loved me.
| I draw myself up in proud anger
AT least what [ have is honestly
earned, and little Boss has never
suffered!'
Little Bess!"
His face lights into the dark beauty
Which won my heart 50 long ago
He turns to the child, who is regard
ing him with serious eyes.
Come here, my darling, you are
luiEe!"
And greatest Of wonders! Bess ,oes
! to him, allows him to take her in his
arms, and even smooths his dark cheek
with her tiny hand, and essays to wipe.
! away his tears with an infnitesinlcl
| handkerchief.
watch him bitterly, reviewing my
past life.
How happy I had been with him for
| few short months!
How doubly happy when I knew that
some time would become mother.
Then al ofticiOlls friend began to
poison my. mind with stories against
my husbands truth and honor.
|, Tic was :; travelling agent, and by
degrees [ became convinced that
| during his frequent absences from
home he, spent much Of his time with
| apother woman.
This was unexpectedly confirmed b.:
a second acquaintance, who, Oh return
ing from a visit to 4 distant city, laugh
ingly spoke OF having seen them to-
| getler there.
Always on returning from these trips
he was gloomy and sorrOWful.
L think L must. have brOoded over
these things until became half insane.
| There came time when I felt I
could not bear to look upon his face
again, and during his absence I left the
home where l had been 50 happy, and
so miserable
In a note to my husband explained
my reasons for leaving him, and then
followed a long, hard struggle with the
| world.
My little girl was born in a hospital.
L was fortunate in making 4 friend
OF one OF the nurses, who procured
light needle-work for me until was
| able to go into Il store.
L had managed, by stlictest economy.
to support myself and child, but it had
been Il hard, Il wearisome battle
why do you cry?" asks little Bess,
gazing into the dark eyes 50 like her
own. "WhC are yOu?'
Garde looks at ME almost sternly.
Tell her, Elizabeth" he commands:
Tile is your father, bcss," say I.
falteringty; and then, all in q moment.
l break into passion of weeping.
All the hC;,rtacllc the bitterness the
WEAKNESS OF the past years, are IN this
STERN of tears.
But Garde's arms are about me- his
hands gently remove my bonnet and
; shawl. and his voice, tender and loving
| us in the old days, pleads to be heard.
My Wife," he says, you wronged
me: 1t was weak of NE, perhaps, to
shrink from telling you the truth. but
you were such Il proud creature that
L was ashamed to own to you that my
sister whom you supposed dead was Il
disgraced woman"
Her lover betrayed and deserted
her, and i'll her despair she took to
| drink
II tried to keep her from the streets,
and succeeded, but lost my wife.
Il nearly went mad. Elizabeth. after
you left me. l could find no trace Of
you; and knowing your condition. [
used to imagine the most dreadful
things about you.
"1wo years ago l went to England
| III pursuit Of woman who answered
Your description. but found myself mis-
taken.
Il Wet there an old man-;ln Amer
| lean like myself-who conceived 4 vjO
lent fancy for me-
! He was an invalid, and I was able
to serve him in many little WAYS y
| "He had no relatives, and we became
very friendly. until at last I told him
my story, i'll which he was warmly
interested.
| When he died shortly after T found
that he had willed me this place. to-
gether with a snug little fortune.
| And now. my wife, my one love.
that God has brought you back to me,
now that you have heard my story,
you will abide once more in your nus
bands heart ~. p. ~:
He is kneeling by my side, and Bess,
who has been an interested listener.
unceremoniously bumps our heads to-
gether. III. r.. ..a
''Say yes. mamma He is nv dear
papa. and I love him.
What is there left for me. but to
enter once more into blessed ha zen
of peace and rest thanking God fol
his goodness?
I Mans lnpratitllda