Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1902-12-16

she was even now praying for him, and AZ be
recalled 70 nind the wrongs which be bad in
ficted on that unconplpning woman, his
heart was melted within him. There is no
chastener like sickness; the most stony bosom
softens beneath it. He thought Of the long
days md nights during which lie must have
been i'll. and when his ipsulted and abused
wife had watched auxiously ct bis bedside.
Oh! how he had crashed that noble heart
| and now this was hcr'return She prayed for
him who bad wfougcd her. She shed tears
Of joy because Ler erring husband had been
restored, as it we're, to life. These things
rushed through his bosom and the strong
mans eyes filled with tears.
Emily--dcar Emily" he said. 81 hare
been villain, aud cAa you forgive me?
deserve il not at your bsnds--but can you,
will you forgive wretch like me-"
"Oh! can forgive your" sobbcd the gratc.
ful wife, "yos! yes! but too gladly. But 4. is
not against mo you have sinued, il is ogains;
good and righteous Cod"
az know it'll know it," said the repcntant
husband, land to his mercy look. cannot
pray for myself, but oh! Emily pray for me.
llc has preserved me from the jaws Of death.
Pray for me, dear Emily"
The wife knelt at the bedside, and while
tho husband, exhausted by bis agitation, sank
back with closed eyes on, tho pillow, SEQ read
tho noble petition for the sick, from the book
Of ComuSon Prayer. At times the sobs4f En-
lily would almost choke her utterance, but'thc
holy words sho read had at length, soothing
effect both on her mind and that of her husr
band. When tho prayer was over, she re-
rnaincd for several minutes kneeling, while her
husband murrnurcd Mt intervals his heart felt
responses. At length she rose from the bed
side. Her husband would again have spoken,
to beseech her forgiveness. But with glad
feeling Of her hcart--a feeling such as she
Ind not had for months-sho epjoined silence
on him, and sat down again by his bedside to
watch. At length he fell again into calm
slumber, waile the now happy wife watched
at his 6cdsidsuutil morning, breathing thanks.
givings for her husbands recovery, and she'd
ding tcars Cfjoy the,while.
When tho rick man nwoke ut dnybrcak, he
was changed being. Ho was now Gonzales.
cent, he vns more, be wns q repeutaut man.
He wcpt on tho bosom OF his wife, and made
resolutions Of reformation which, after his
recovery, through the blessings ofGod, he was
enabled to ful6l.
:, The fortune Of Walpolo was mostly gone,
bit sufficient remained from its wrecks, to
allow him the comforts, thoagh not 'ths.iux
i1ries Of life. He soon settled his affairs ANA
removed from his splendid mansion 10 quiet
cottage 10 o ncighboring village. The only
pang he felt was ut leaving the home which
for 90 many years had been the dwelling of tile
head OF his family--,he home wheresEis uncle
had died, and which had been Lost DOLLY through
his own folly.
i Neither ,talpolc nor his wife ever regretted
tAhcir loss of fortune for both locked, upon IT
10 fta meSns used, by in oscr- ruGng lroyi.
'dancc to bring the husbanusb buck to the pnth
of rectitvds; and they referred to il therefore
with feelings rather of gratitude than Of re-
pining. In their quiet cottage, on tho wreck
lot THAR WEALTH. thy e,joyed.u 4'appiucssr rs
which they had been strangers in tho days Of
their cpulence. A family at lovely children
sprung up around them, and it was the daily
task of tho parents to educate these young
minds il. the path ofduty androctitude. Oh!
tho happy hours which they enjoyed in that
whfla, vino embewered outage, with their
chiidr IN smiling around them, and the con.
sssiousness Of we'll regulated life, filling their
hearts with peace.
Years rolled by and the hair of Walpole be-
gan to torn gray, while tho brow of his sweet
wife showed more than one wrinkle, but; still
their happiness remained uuaimin5hed.