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I don t know that I was over so interested about any stranger as I am about this young creature . " " l ) ear , dear ! it is terrible ! " sighed the sympathizing Mrs . Kennedy . " But does any one visit them—have they any friends ,
do you think ? " " I don't think he can have many Mends —the heartless fellow ; but there are a great many people who call , stylish people too , in carriages ; and there is he , the wretch ! often with his half sleepy look , smiling and handing the ladies out as if ho was the most exemplary husband in tho world . "
" Has she children ? I hope she has , as they would console her in his long absence .- ' . " " No ; even that comfort is denied her . She has no one to cheer her ; her own thoughts must be her companions at such times . But perhaps it is a blessing ; for what kind of father could such a man
make 1 Oh , I should like to know her ! And yet I dread any acquaintance with her husband . Barton , you know , wouldn ' t know such a man . "
" My dear Mary , you have made mo quite melancholy . Let us go out . You know I have much to see , and many people to call upon ; and here we are , losing the best part of the day in something not much removed from scandal . "
Ihe ladies hereupon set out , saw all the "loves of bonnets" in Eegent-street , all the " sacrifices" that were being voluntarily offered up in Oxford-street , bought a great many things for "less than half the original cost , " made calls , and laughed and chatted away a pleasantexciting day for
, the country lady , wdio , happily for herself , forgot in the bustle tho drooping , crestfallen bird who was fretting itself away in its pretty cage in Merton-road . The next day a lady friend called on Mrs . Barton .
" I find , " she said , in the course of conversation with that lady and her guest , ' ' you are a near neighbour of a dear friend of mine , Mrs . Morton . " " Mrs . Morton ! " exclaimed both her hearers , pale with excitement and curiosity . " Mrs . Morton ! Ohhow singular that you
, should know her—poor , miserable creature ! Oh , do telf us about—" " Poor , miserable ! What can you mean ? You mistake . My Mrs . Morton is the happiest little woman in London . "
" Oh , it cannot be the same ! " said Mrs . Barton . " I mean our opposite neighbour , in Hawthorn Villa . I thought it couldn ' t be " " Hawthorn Villa . The very house ! Yon surely cannot have seen her or her
husband , who : " " Oh , the dreadful , wretched gambling fellow ! " interrupted Mrs . Barton . "I wouldn't know such a man . "
" He , " interrupted her friend , Mrs . Law , "he a gambler ! He is the most exemplary young man in London—a pattern of every domestic virtue—kind , gentle , amiable , and passionately fond of his young wife ! " " My dear Mrs . Law , how can you say all this of a man whose conduct is the
common talk of the neighbourhood—a man lost to every sense of shame , I should suppose—who comes home to his desolate wife at all hours , whose only ostensible means of living is gambling , or something equally disreputable—who " " You have been most grievously
misled , " again interposed Mrs . Law . " Who can have so grossly slandered the best of men 1 He cannot help his late hours , poor fellow ! That may be safely called his misfortune , hut not his fault ! " And the lady warmed as she spoke till she
had to untie her bonnet , and fan her glowing luce with her handkerchief . " His misfortune , " murmured Mis . Barton ; " how can that be called a misfortune which a man can help any day ho pleases V
"But ho cannot ' help it ; ho would be too pleased to spend his evenings at homo with his dear little wife , but you know his business begins when other people ' s is over . "
" ' . Chen what is Ins business 1 ' " Don't you know 1 " said Mrs . Law , looking extremely surprised . " Why , he ' s the editor of a morning newspaper !"American Keystone .
Charity is a complete and consistent thing . It is not a segment hut a circle . Its affections stream from God , as their centre ; all mankind compose their circumfurenca ; they go forth , not only in one , but in all directions towards the production of others' good .
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Unveiled.
I don t know that I was over so interested about any stranger as I am about this young creature . " " l ) ear , dear ! it is terrible ! " sighed the sympathizing Mrs . Kennedy . " But does any one visit them—have they any friends ,
do you think ? " " I don't think he can have many Mends —the heartless fellow ; but there are a great many people who call , stylish people too , in carriages ; and there is he , the wretch ! often with his half sleepy look , smiling and handing the ladies out as if ho was the most exemplary husband in tho world . "
" Has she children ? I hope she has , as they would console her in his long absence .- ' . " " No ; even that comfort is denied her . She has no one to cheer her ; her own thoughts must be her companions at such times . But perhaps it is a blessing ; for what kind of father could such a man
make 1 Oh , I should like to know her ! And yet I dread any acquaintance with her husband . Barton , you know , wouldn ' t know such a man . "
" My dear Mary , you have made mo quite melancholy . Let us go out . You know I have much to see , and many people to call upon ; and here we are , losing the best part of the day in something not much removed from scandal . "
Ihe ladies hereupon set out , saw all the "loves of bonnets" in Eegent-street , all the " sacrifices" that were being voluntarily offered up in Oxford-street , bought a great many things for "less than half the original cost , " made calls , and laughed and chatted away a pleasantexciting day for
, the country lady , wdio , happily for herself , forgot in the bustle tho drooping , crestfallen bird who was fretting itself away in its pretty cage in Merton-road . The next day a lady friend called on Mrs . Barton .
" I find , " she said , in the course of conversation with that lady and her guest , ' ' you are a near neighbour of a dear friend of mine , Mrs . Morton . " " Mrs . Morton ! " exclaimed both her hearers , pale with excitement and curiosity . " Mrs . Morton ! Ohhow singular that you
, should know her—poor , miserable creature ! Oh , do telf us about—" " Poor , miserable ! What can you mean ? You mistake . My Mrs . Morton is the happiest little woman in London . "
" Oh , it cannot be the same ! " said Mrs . Barton . " I mean our opposite neighbour , in Hawthorn Villa . I thought it couldn ' t be " " Hawthorn Villa . The very house ! Yon surely cannot have seen her or her
husband , who : " " Oh , the dreadful , wretched gambling fellow ! " interrupted Mrs . Barton . "I wouldn't know such a man . "
" He , " interrupted her friend , Mrs . Law , "he a gambler ! He is the most exemplary young man in London—a pattern of every domestic virtue—kind , gentle , amiable , and passionately fond of his young wife ! " " My dear Mrs . Law , how can you say all this of a man whose conduct is the
common talk of the neighbourhood—a man lost to every sense of shame , I should suppose—who comes home to his desolate wife at all hours , whose only ostensible means of living is gambling , or something equally disreputable—who " " You have been most grievously
misled , " again interposed Mrs . Law . " Who can have so grossly slandered the best of men 1 He cannot help his late hours , poor fellow ! That may be safely called his misfortune , hut not his fault ! " And the lady warmed as she spoke till she
had to untie her bonnet , and fan her glowing luce with her handkerchief . " His misfortune , " murmured Mis . Barton ; " how can that be called a misfortune which a man can help any day ho pleases V
"But ho cannot ' help it ; ho would be too pleased to spend his evenings at homo with his dear little wife , but you know his business begins when other people ' s is over . "
" ' . Chen what is Ins business 1 ' " Don't you know 1 " said Mrs . Law , looking extremely surprised . " Why , he ' s the editor of a morning newspaper !"American Keystone .
Charity is a complete and consistent thing . It is not a segment hut a circle . Its affections stream from God , as their centre ; all mankind compose their circumfurenca ; they go forth , not only in one , but in all directions towards the production of others' good .