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JAM. 34 
Her husband bent over her chair, and looked 
inquiringly and anxiously into her eyes. He 
might well be content With the long, steadfast 
look witli which his young wife answered his, 
and with the glad smile when she rose and 
wound her arms around his neck, her head 
resting on his true heart. 
CHAPTER XIV. 
The doctor was indefatigable in his attention 
to his impatient and rather unamiable charge, 
who did not in the least suspect him of being 
an old acquaintance, though it sometimes 
seemed tu him that he had seen him before. 
Martha had not much time to think about 
this rather singular meeting, or prepare herself 
for the first Interview, for she was expecting a 
visit from a friend. Anna had written,some 
weeks before, that she would come, and though 
the doctor vie wed the promised visit somewhat 
unenthusiastically, for he had never had any 
groat admiration for Anna, still he enjoyed 
Sharing the pleasure of his wife, who yet faith- 
fully clung to the claims of a friendship which 
she, with the fuller development of her char¬ 
acter, did not find as congenial as in her girl¬ 
ish days. 
Anna was still Miss Anna, and led a rather 
dull life in the old plane, together with her 
widowed mother and her sisters,though they 
tried to make ft as lively ns of old by help of 
theater and concert-going. Anna had not Die 
strength of endurance, the patience, the un¬ 
selfish lot e of her kind, which was requisite to 
reconcile her to and give harmony to her lonely 
life; hut she was too amiable to feel any ill- 
will towards others whose lot in life she might 
consider more,fortunate than her own. She 
consoled herself wit h composing whole books 
of verses, all sentimental variations on the re¬ 
faction that life’s Mar blooms once, aud only 
once, and that hers, alas, bad faded I and In 
singing these melancholy ditties in moving 
tones to her guitar. She entered Into M a ktma's 
happiness with unaffected heartiness, and was 
godmother to her youngest daughter, though 
it may bo that the good doctor's unrOm antic 
appearance did as much towards dispelling any 
lurking feeling of envy which she might have 
felt as her love for her friend or her native 
goodness of heart. 
She thought M ARTTtA had acted very sensibly 
in marrying as she had done ; for herself, she 
would declare, she felt it would have been 
quite impossible for her to have done so; but 
!t was fortunate that there were so few people 
with her exquisite sensibility, who had rather 
live a life of loneliness than forsake or lower 
her ideal. Xuw, one of the good doctor’s pe¬ 
culiarities was a studied avoidance of any ex- 1 
hibitlon of feeling in the presence of a stranger, 
and he would far rather soold Martha than 
caress her under such circumstances. Anna, 
not having a clue to the secret, naturally 
thought him as stiff and unaffectionate always 
as he was before her, and she regarded Mar¬ 
tha with a certain contemptuous pity for the 
insensibility she displayed at the loss of her 
ideal. 
MARTnA, who could wish no woman any 
greater happiness than to be the wife of so i 
noble a man as her husband, secretly returned 
Anna's pity with interest—so there was, be¬ 
tween the two, not a little misunderstanding 
mingled with their apparent Intimacy and 
affection. Towards evening Martha went with 
the little ones to meet Anna. Alfred had nt 
first thought It beneath bis dignity to go with 
the little girls, until his mother reminded him 
that he must go to fill his father's place. So 
the little caravfin set out, IVilllam in his 
mother's arms. After a little waiting the stage 
came, 2 nd the children, who had lost all recol¬ 
lection of Anna's appearance, were- rather dis¬ 
enchanted, for they had imagined her to be 
something very grand and beautiful. 
‘•Isay," whispered A i.fred softly to Doro¬ 
thea, “ she isn’t a bit pretty 1” 
“ Hut her dress, and her hat! ” exclaimed 
Dorothea, under her breath. 
Anna embraced her friend, petted the chil¬ 
dren, and as a very .promising-looking package 
was plainly visible from her pocket, the little 
folk jumped aloug in front, very well content. 
At one of tho windows of the Inn a pale figure 1 
was standing, listless regarding the ladies as 
they passed. But he suddenly started back as 
Martha chanced to turn her face towards him. 
“ Can it bo possible?” he muttered to himself; 
and tho loneliness of his sick-room was to-day 
alive with thoughts and memories of the past. 
CHAPTER XV. 
Anna was at length comfortably ensconced 
in the guest chamber which her friend had pre¬ 
pared for her. Some of the old adornments 
from Martha's little room had found a place 
here. Dorothea stood with open eyes and 
mouth gazing at the stranger as she arranged 
collars, shawls and mantles in tho drawers, 
Martha assisting, and listened meanwhile to 
an earnest discourse on the newest things out 
in the way of dress; and although -Una an¬ 
nounced that such things had so longer an 
Interest for her, and Martha said that she had 
neither the time nor money to beBtow on new 
fashions, tho subject seemed to have attrac¬ 
tions for both of them. 
\ lsiiqrs arc always welcome to children: to 
their mamma’s the gratification is perhaps not 
quite so perfect. Visitors who come in their t 
carriages, and require to be treated with cere¬ 
monious attention—young ladies who expect 
entertainments, and bring ball dresses in their 
trunks,—masculine visitors, half-grown 'boys, 
j for instance, who are always lounging about 
! leaning on the window' sills, forever in the 
way these perhaps give a doubtful pleasure to 
their entertainers; but real homely visitors, in 
whose honor the monotonous routine of the 
household is pleasantly varied, one’s dress 
somewhat freshened up, a cake perhaps adorns 
the table, and with whom one’s husband enjoys 
an hour’s recreation after the day’s duties; old 
friends w ho bring a refreshing st ir and bustle 
Into the sober household, with whom one will 
chat pleasantly far into the small hours of the 
night; a female friend, perhaps, who will toll 
the children stories, as she sits with her work- 
box in some cozy corner, and gossip with one’s 
wife in pleasant snatches during the busy morn- 
j lug hours—these have a plaoo at the very core 
I of the home life. The comfort of one’s own 
fireside is never so fully appreciated as when 
j one shares it with a friend. 
So it was very pleasant for Martha to sit 
With Anna by the little work table, while Dor¬ 
othea sat on her stool at their feet with her 
knitting and Annie and Mii.i.ie crawled about 
the floor, and talk over old times, or turn the 
leaves of the books of sentimental poetry in 
which they had delighted as young girls. It 
sometimes happened that, the children would 
ruthlessly break in upon these reminisce rices, 
| though by no means suspecting w-ho the com¬ 
ing guest was, had donned her handsome plaid 
! silk of many colors, and wore red chenille in 
her hair. 
Martha’s heart beat nervously when the 
doctor entered, accompanied by a pale, hand¬ 
some man who appeared all the more interest¬ 
ing for carrying his arm in a sling. 
“ Miss Anna Vogt— my wife,” introduced the 
doctor; “Herr Hofrath Felsen. You are, I 
believe, old acquaintances.” 
Martha had the advantage this time, being 
prepared for the meeting; but Anna could not, 
recover from her astonishment., and Felsen 
himself could not immediately gain his seif- 
possession. • 
“I thought I recognized those blue eyes long 
ago,” lie stammered, “but I do not credit the 
J evidence of my senses. Is this indeed Miss 
i Martha ?” 
“Now Mrs. Epcmelmaier,” said Martha, 
laughingly. “Have you not recognized my 
I husband all this while?" 
“Indeed, no; l believe I only had the pleas- 
j lire of once seeing-” 
“ Oh, yes," laughed Martha, “ and then from 
* behind, I remember, as my poor doll Amelia 
nodded from his pocket.” 
Entertaining themselves with these reminis- 
J and be rather impatiently brought to order, cences, the little party seated themselves 
But the house-keeping Martha would never around the tea-table. Anna recovered from 
j neglect, for as Anna observed with regret , and her astonishment only to bestow pitying glan- 
] as Martha bersetf laughingly confessed, she cos on Martha and Felsen, the latter having 
feared her husband's displeasure. A cloud upon by no means recovered his usual complacency, 
his brow, a hast)' push of bis plat e from him ns Martha, on the contrarj'i no longer the shy 
I he left the table curlier than usual these she j and blushing girl of former days, who had 
took much more to heart than she bad ever looked up to the experienced man of the world 
done the sharp scoldings her grandmother used as to a being of % higher order, comported 
sometimes to give her. herself with perfect ease and freedom from 
The doctor was no domestic tyrant, and his embarrassment, 
wife had never heard a harsh word from his By degrees Felsen regained his accustomed 
lips, but he would often come home weary and case and powers of entertaining, as he gave 
dispirited, and as there is only one man in a them a sketch of his past experiences. He 
thousand who exercises sufficient *elf-eOntrol recounted with charming humor how lie bad 
to banish nil traces of vexation before he crosses gained his lawsuit, and spoke of f he champagne 
the threshold of home, it is not to be supposed breakfasts ami bouquets with which his victory 
that the doctor belonged to this rare class. bad been celebrated—of 11 10 horses and how, 
“ Martha has no longer any thought for her f 6 *"* ‘ t ‘ fn * J ,n 11 knowledge of the state of his 
womanly dignity!” Anna would say to herself, inheritance, bis Illusions had vanished one after 
with many a shake of the head, as she noticed : ‘ no ’ ,H ‘ r - Pitssed hastily over the following 
how Martha would wile away her husband's years, in which he had attempted to follow liis 
ill humor with' little tender cares and gentle Profession In various places, but told with 
words. ButMAimiAbore her degradation with mucL ,noro interest of his meeting with the 
wonderful fortitude, and would only laugh at * rince, file manner in which he had rendered 
Anna when she would give her opinion on the himself necessary to him and obtained bis pres- 
matte.r. Anyone might see his occasional ill- ent brilliant position. Ho alluded, in ills light, 
humor, but she alone knew how she was be- graceful way, to the mocking demon which 
loved, ami how highly honored. ^ad pursued him through life, and which now, 
at the very outset of a delightful Journey, had 
j deoreed that ho should break bis hand and 
CHAPTER XVI. forced him to Inhale the odors of a country 
CHAPTER XVI. 
Anna could tel! many things of the olden t ! ivern * n ,"' hich ' vorc min « led atr,,n « sugges- 
I times, incidents which cvcifMartha, with her 
good memory, could not recall, of Anna’s own 
lovers, some too bashful to plead their cause 
and others who had made iheir addresses with 
all due form. Indeed, thelist of her conquests, 
probahlc and actual, increased with each visit, 
till the good hearted Anna seemed, by her own 
showing, a very Tuuandot. To do her justice, 
l il must be added that her own faith in these 
I narrations was most implicit. That one bril¬ 
liant winter of Martha’s lifo with its ice-pat¬ 
ties anil bails played a most conspicuous part 
in these reminiscences, hut Anna ventured on 
no allusions to FRLSBN and his admiration for 
. Martha. There was something in the gentle 
dignity of the young wife which forbade such 
I reference. M artha still had the gloves which 
the doctor had given her the night of the ball. 
“Only think,” she would laughingly say, 
“although ho bought me gloves once fora ball, 
he has never let mo go to ©no since! lie does 
not think that It. looks wcH for the wife to 
dance when tho husband does not. J t was hard 
on me the first time I heard the delicious music 
of the waltzes and polkas and could not join 
in them.” 
“ And so you will ailmv yourself to be ordered j 
and ruled like a child I” exclaimed Anna, in¬ 
dignantly. | 
“Oh, no,” said Martha, laughing, „ not now, I 
for it is no longer necessary. That was just at 
first; now t can read in his eyes whether he is 
pleased or otherwise. It is fortunate that he 
trained mebeforol had need to train children.” 1 
“ lYhat humiliation I ” sighed Anna. “I| 
could never endure It I” 
The degraded Martha, however, quietly went 
about her household duties, leaving her friend 
alone with her indignation. 
” I shall bring a guest to tea this evening,” 
said the doctor,some days later. “I cannot 
keep my unruly patient in his room any longer 
-:i) make your preparations, child.” 
“TYhat patient ?” asked Anna. 
“The secretary of a prince, who broke his 
hand from an accident while stopping at the 
Inn,” said Martha. 
Did she wish to surprise Anna, or was there 
another reason why she avoided telling her 
who t£e stranger was ? The doctor also said 
not a word about the affair. 
The tea-table was most daintily laid, and the 
tall, handsome lamp lighted. The room glowed 
with comfort, and MARTHA’S whole wealth in 
silver glittered in the blaze of the lamp upon 
the tablo. It was a pardonable coquetry that 
prompted Martha to set off her little posses- j 
sions the best advantage. She herself had ] 
looked in her toilet glass with more interest j 
than she was wont to do when preparing for ’ 
the usual family tea. The pretty, bright bliffc 
dress she wore was not her handsomest, but 
certainly her most becoming one. Anna, 
tions of the stable, instead of the perfume of 
the orange groves for which he had so longod. 
“But a kindly fairy always follows in the 
wake of this ICobold," ho added, “and softens 
his ilinatured tricks. She It is who has now 
conjured up before me the most delicious epi¬ 
sode from out the times when I*yet hoped and 
dreamed.” 
Tho talk around the little tea-table became 
more and more genial. Old Pappelburg memo¬ 
ries were recalled—grandmamma at her spin¬ 
ning-wheel, the skating and other gayeties; 
only the ball no one mentioned. 
The doctor had not joined much in the chat, 
and a little after ten ho called his authority as 
physician Into exercise and ordered the patient 
off to rest, wrapping his old riding-cloak ever 
Felsen‘ s bournous aud accompanied him 
homo. With a sigh, Felsen begged t o be al¬ 
lowed to visit the charming villa nowand then, 
to vary his monotonous life at the inn, ami the 
permission was most cordially given. 
Martha helped her friend to undress as 
usual. Anna was still quite excited at this un¬ 
expected meeting. 
“ But, Martha, how interesting! and so en¬ 
tirely accidental! Did your husband recognize 
him 7” 
“Certainly; but Felsen did not recognize 
him,” 
“Very possibly,” said Anna, with involun¬ 
tary Impoliteness. “ But it is very remarkable. 
Why did you not tell me about it?” 
“Oh, I wanted to surprise you. Good night? ” 
Though Felsen could not express his surprise 
as openly as Miss Anna, still thla meeting had 
had an effect upon him at which ho was aston¬ 
ished. ne had certainly thought, from time to 
time, of the fresh rosebud, the blooming, bluc- 
cyc-d girl whom he had so graciously noticed 
and made so happy by his attentions; but it 
was as of a thing long past and gone. Now tho 
rosebud stood beforobitn in its rich full bloom, 
secure and tranquil, as it seemed to him, in the 
happy completeness ol' its life. And he?- 
Well, it was better to draw no parallel. Still 
he would have liked very' well to know if the 
meeting had made as deep an impression on 
Martha as upon himself.—[To be continued. 
-♦♦♦■- 
ITEMS ON THE POETS. 
Belongs to a monastery—“ Abbott.” 
A well-known game, and a male of the human 
species—‘^Tenny-son.” 
What a rough man said to hfs son when 
teaching him to eat properly—” Chaucer,” 
All is youthful, you see, but ’twixt you and 
me he was never much of a chicken—“Young." 
Each human hair in turn. ’tie. said, 
Will turn to him, tho’ he be dead—” Gray.” 
Mamma is in good health my child. 
And thus she named the poet uiBd—” Motherwell." 
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