Year: 1871

Never rose the sun on brighter day, or shed it's glorious beams on 8 fairer bride or more noble bridegroom than on the day when Agnes Lynne and Chester | Mooreistood before the altar and pighted | their troth to one another.

 It was bright and joyous bridal, and no sign of the dark cloud that was to | overshadow their future could be discov- cred.

 Loving one another with rare and steadfasts devotion, little dreamed they that the time would come when their lips would be sealed to one another, and the eyes that looked only now, would be coldly averted as from the face of an enemy. ...r..,.-. ,s......

 Ere the first month of married life had passed, studied coldness had grown up between them {; why, neither knew or sought to know. He was reserved and overbearing in his manner; she, proud, fiery and uny1elding.

 My daughter" ;" pleaded the anxious mother. yield little te your husbands wishes, for sweet loves sake. You are making a shipwreck of your own happi- ness as well as his." . II take pride in your independence of character, dear Agnes. Begin your new life as you intend to end it. Let your husband see that he cannot bend you to his will, said one who had succeeded in making her husband feel the strength of her will" u Tn n

 ,'+Iisten to me, Chester, before itis too late, and your happiness is destroyed for ever. Humor and pet your wife little more, said an old and tried friend, who with pain had marked their growing es- arrangement. Agnes loves you truly, but remember that all her life she has been the petted darling of her mother, and your uncalled-for severity of manner gals her to the soul. Be more 1enient with her caprices, and her great love for you will enable her to overcome that inn petuosity of temper that annoys you SO much. ..,..,. ...... s.,.. .......z

 Chester, my boy, you are an example to all young men contemplating matri- mony. Catch you giving way to wo- mans whims, if she is your wife and does cry little. Hold out the way you have begun, and you will lead model life, ," laughed the bosom friend of the young husband to whom he had been giving history of his infelicities

 Thus counseled, the two who had promised before God and man to love and cherish. one another till parted by death, went on from coldness to bitter recriminations, and finally, in fit of uncomfortable passion, the husband ex- claimed "Would to God I had never married T My life has been continual torment since that ill-omened day p

 Away to the further corner of the room, flew 8 sacred betrothal ring, shot thither by the indignant wife, and she herself, with blanched and resolute face, but with trembling limbs, was hur- rylng from her husbands home before he fully realized what had happened

 ''Let her go," he muttered, with bit ter sheer on his lips, but with vague feeling of alarm and remorse in his heart at his nasty words and their unlocked for effect.

 "Better have her cry out at home than here: I do hate so to see her cry" he said to himself as he lighted his cigar and prepared to go out.

 ''She will be sure to be at home again when l come in tonight. To go after her would spoil everything"

 And yet he could not satisfy himself with any reasoning, Go where he would, the white, horror stricken face of h1s wife as he last saw it rose up before him. But in accordance with the laughing advice of his friend, he put the pale image to one side, resolving not to be removed from his proud position by woman's angry tears.

 To his great surprise and uneasiness Agnes was not at home when he reached there at late hour that night, nor did she return the nex5 day, nor the next. Still his pride, bolstered up by his friends approval, would not allow him to seek her.

 'sNow is the turning point in your life, Chester" said this false and careless ad- wiser to the now wretched husband "Yield now, and be a slave to wo- mans whims all the rest of your ife.' | Then came long letter from the young wife's mother. She deplored their unhappy misunderstanding, but her daughter would never return to his home again until the cruel words that had driven her forth were recalled.

 Love, and all the nobler qualities of his nature pleaded loudly for the insulted wife, but again his stubborn pride stuffed the yearnings of his heart, and more than week had passed since the letter was received from Agnes mother.

 At the end of that time the voice of love could no longer be disregarded, the yearning desire to-be .reconciled to his young wife would not be crowded down any longer. @

 But by this time the tongue of scandal was bury with their names, and he found that Agnes could be even more unyield- ing than himself would be. She would listen to no reasoning, and all his i'm passioned pleadings fell on needless ears.

 And thus at the end of six months of married life they were as widely separated as thoug gh the ocean rolled between them

 Two years fraught with bitter grief to both was drawing to a close, and man. kind Were preparing to welcome the ever precious period of "Peace on earth" that should bring good will toward men, whatever cause has divided them the g whole twelvemonth before. @=

 The Divine birthday dawned bright and beautiful, and, for the first time in two long weary years, Chester Moore wended his way to his old accustomed place of worship before the sad blight fell upon his life. His heart yearned toward his still fondly, idolizeds wife, and he determined to gaze upon her face frown upon him.

 accustomed place, and, finding 8 seat near her, he entered into the sacred worship with greater fervency than ever before. .. -

 Agnes was pale and pensive, and more than once he detected fugitive glance in his direction, but her eyes were quick. ly withdrawn, and she seemed absorbed in her devotions.

 ,> The deep tones of the organ, touched by masters hand, rose and fell, and the incomparable voices of the choi1 singing g. glad anthem, made glorious melody, almost too grand for earth.