Year: 1866

and walked into the nursery, Wnen nls ht'
tie daughter put her arms around his neck,
crying, Pa! aohere is Mansmsae do
aoant my mamma. Poor child where,
then, was your mother? Gould not your
voice ring in her ears and turn her back
before it was too late?


Mr.. comforted his little daughter as
we'll as he could, and was then handed a
note which had just been left at the door
by a servant. It contained but a few
words, but when it had been read the hap.
piness of his life was gone, and brave
heart was crushed with despair. Only a
few words:


81 am not guilty, but have deceived you,
and cannot any longer act a lie. I trusted
to myself, and had rather heap sin upon sin
than admit my fault. You will never see
or hear of me again Hate me, despise me
anything, but do not let myinnocent child
learn to blush for her mother"


Mr.. IS first impulse was to track his
wife, kill her, and then kill himself; but
there was still the poor child crying, amid
her tears, "Where is dear Mammal" and
he resolved to make one effort to save her
upon whom he had showered all the rich
treasures of his love.


Folly and crime naturally travel north,
and on Tuesday morning, Mr.. - left for
Washington by the Fredericksburg railroad
in pursuit of his wife and her "friend. p
His mind was, torn by doubt and uncertain.
ty, and it was relief to his suspense when
he disembarked at the Federal capital On
the wharf he heard some men talking, and
intuitively stopped. They were speaking
of lady and gentleman who had come up
on the night boat. They said that the lady
and gentleman appeared to be very friendly
at first, and walked up and down the for.
ward deck very quietly. After while, how
ever, they seemed to quarrel, and high and
bitter words passed between them. Mr.. -
listened with intense interest for the end of
the story, and asked in careless tone what
became of the quarreling pair. "Why,
sir" said the man, sjust as soon as they got
to the wharf the lady jumped into the "Metro.
politan" omnibus, and the mau-plague on
his rudeness took hack for the Balti.
more depot"


Mr.. -- thought the plan was deeply
laid, but drove to the Metropolitan Hotel
and registered his name. He then went to
his room, but had not been there FIVE min
utes when servant knocked at the door,
and, with very significant look, said that
a gentleman in the parlor wanted to see
him. Mr.. - went down, opened the
door, and in a few moments his wife, sob.
bing passionately: was lying at his feet -
His first impulse was to cast her from him,
but she clung to him in desperation, and
implored him to stay. Her words were bro
ken and strange:


"Husband-for God knows I may call
you SOL was mad, mad, mad! He told
me that l must not stay; he said be would
be brother to me, and I, fool like, believ.
ed him. I did love him. Husband, for
Gods sake do not leave me; do not drive
me to ruin! When I left our house I dar-
ed not kiss our child dared not I
knew not what was doing; and on the
cars, before we had been an hour gone, l
thought I heard our child's voice crying
where's mamma l do want my mammal
1t nearly Killed me. He was respectful,
tender at first, but on the boat he insulted
me grossly still he is but man, 1 left him
left him at once-and came here Husband !
do what you will with me Kill me if you
will curse me; I deserve it all, but God
knows that I am not altogether lost Speak
to me-do speak to me, Oh, do not look 80
strangely-so strangely" She tainted.


During the whole Of Wednesday and
Thursday she was delirious, and then un-
veiled all the secrets of her heart. Mr.
was constantly with her, aud saw how inge-
niously and systematically her pure thoughts
had been perverted aud changed. He lis
tened to every word she uttered, and when
at last she regained her senses, he could
kueel and return thanks that be could take
back the wife of his heart-the mother of
his child-to his home, without incurring
the shame or reproach of merciless world.
Mr.. and Mrs. returned to Richmond
on Friday evening last, and from the lips of
an intimate friend We heard this too true
tale precisely as we have narrated it. Names
of course are suppressed, and the principal
purpose of its publication is that it may serve
as moral and warning to others. The
conduct of Mr.. - may possibly be con-
demued, but only those who are without
fault have right to condemn him and
surely in the eyes of Providence it was bet
ter to be merciful and forgiving than to
drive a weak woman, by harshness and
cruelty, to lifetime of crime and shame,
and an eternity of suffering and remorse.


Richmond Dispatch.


NoTEwoRTHY.-Heury Winter Davis is
dead Senator Lane has just shot himself
in fit of mental alteration; Stanton is not