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FANCIES, 
was so extraordinary In a chltd’s falling asleep 
with a gruel spoon In his hand. 
“Can this Indifference he from pique for 
former neglect on my part,’’thought FKL8EN, 
“or does the young wife control herself be¬ 
cause she fears for her future peace ? She need 
uot alarm herself, t am no Don Juan, and 
have no wish to disturb her domestic bliss.” 
BT ETTGENIA GREELEY, 
Cold Winter’s snow, with sleet and fog- 
Not e’en the croaking of a frog: 
No birds yet bring the welcome news 
Of the warm Spring or Summer dews. 
But hark! I hear a cricket in the wall. 
That chilled to sleep some time last fall 
Con such n little Insect bring 
No hope or faith In the coming Spring? 
There are Insects now In death's repose 
That once destroyed the sweetest, rose; 
When Winter’s gone, sunshine and rain 
Will bring them all to life again. 
Let Darwtn talk with right good will, 
I fear there will be crickets still; 
Shall I, with Mills, perplex my brain 
In following up this endless chain? 
No—put a girdle round the moon. 
I'll indulgo my fancies In my room; 
In sweet content I'll sit and sing. 
And wait for blossoms in the Spring. 
Old Homestead, Pa., 1871. 
him, of which he had been perfectly aware, 
without, the Assistance which Anna’s commu¬ 
nications gavo him. Martha.'* present, course 
must proceed from an artful attempt to con¬ 
ceal her true reelings, and for this dissimula¬ 
tion she richly deserved to lie punished 1 Only 
once—lust, once—would he make her confess 
the power which the past had over her; then 
ho would leave her and disturb lier peaceful 
life no more. 
Quite unconscious was Felsen that, while ho 
thus laid his plans to betray, he himself was 
being betrayed by his own undisciplined heart, 
which had never learned control. He saw in 
his daily visits to the doctor’s house both the 
lights and shadows of the home life ; the fret¬ 
ful children, the confusion of wash and house 
cleaning, days the awkward servants, and the 
young wife often weary and depressed. Ho 
saw also that the doctor’s faithful attention to 
the calls of his profession left him often hardly 
a quarter of an hour for rest by his own fire¬ 
side and for intercourse with his family ; and 
yet this checkered life of homely cares and 
pleasures was ever present to his thoughts, 
and the inexorable voice of conscience seemed 
to say to him, “ This la true, earnest life, and 
thy calling is a manly onel” 
Hitherto ho had thought It an inestimable 
piece of good fortune that he should have won 
the favor of the prince, and thus been enabled 
Anna that she had round this “ interesting 
friend In the little town," which she had here¬ 
tofore found even more dull than Pappelbnrg. 
She had penetration enough in this Instance to 
see that she was neither an old nor a new Jove 
of Felsf.n's; atUI the very friendly Inter¬ 
course which ho seemed anxious to establish 
between them quite flattered Anna. There 
was always a song to exchange, a book to bor¬ 
row or lend, and all this led to pleasant talks; 
then his lame arm made him very helpless, and 
Martha left to her most of the little atten¬ 
tions of which ho stood in need, and which she 
gave with much grace. 
So It. continued, until Fklsen gradually be¬ 
came a daily guest at. the doctor's, and might 
be met there at any hour. The doctor’s good 
will seemed hard to win. He and Fklsen did 
not seem congenial, and the few conversations 
which they had together never failed to leave 
the doctor in an ill humor. He was of ahospit- 
able nature, but his visitors must be his 
friends also. Ho was loth to have his fireside 
invaded Iiy strangers who expected only to find 
amusement, and to he helped to pass time 
which hung heavily on their hands. The con¬ 
stant presence of Fklsen and Anna Interfered 
in a great, degree with his homo comfort,, and he 
felt it the moro being at the time not very well. 
Although truly good-hearted and amiable, 
the doctor was by no means free from the vice 
common to humanity masculine humanity 
more especially that of venting Ids ill humor 
on the one nearest and dearest, to him, though 
guiltless, if It could not be brought to bear 
directly upon the offending object. Ho would 
often come homo lnanlll humor, and M artha, 
who Wished just now to display her domestic 
happiness In its fairest labors, found him short 
and cold, as she had never known him to be 
before. Was it tbe weakness which accom¬ 
panied Ids recovery, or was It, caused by a 
newly aroused and deeper feeling? Certainly 
Fei.skn showed in his intercourse with the 
MARTHA’S TWO LOVES; 
OR., THE WIFE’S HOME 
TRANSLATED FROM THE HERMAN OF MADAME 
wildermttth, nr annk jay. 
[Concluded from page 82, last number.| 
CHAPTER XVII. 
As early as the following forenoon Fklsen 
appe.ared again at the doctor’s; he had prom¬ 
ised to b.'lng Mias Anna the words of a certain 
song. Martha, who was giving the children 
their gruel, greeted him with the freedom of 
old acquaintanceship. 
“Good morning,Mr.F klskn,” shesaid. “How 
did you rost last night ?" 
“Not n single moment,” he replied, with 
more earnestness than exactness. 
“Oh, I am sorry to hear It, but you must not 
blame our tea; It was because you had been 
out for ihe first time since your accident. 1 
was awake half the night myself.” 
” Indeed,” said FKLSKN, with still more mean¬ 
ing iti his tone. 
“Yes; my little one there kept me awake 
until three o’clock with ills cough¬ 
ing, and to-day he Is as merry as If 
nothing had happened —the little ) | • |j |||j 
scamp 1” 'I 
The laughing glance of mother and j |Mj| 
child met, and Fklsen’s melancholy I M| 
look wn« thus quite lost on Martha. | |, I 
Anna now made her appearance, Ijjgrjai 
looking sentimental In pale blue, and i/ftP 
the conversation became general. JjflM 
“ 11 seems warm to-day,” observed |[)J V 11 j 1 
Martha, practically. . ,|| 1 1 1 
“A day replete with Hprlng long- | '! | 
ings, ” Felsen cr.claimod, cnthuslas- , 1J 'I k 
tlcnlly. “ I heard from my window jl 1 1 tjf | 
the rushing of the brook freed from l i< N! j 
Its wintry letter.!. A hidden but eager |'\ y | 
yearning pervades all nature. The I Ii II 1 ' f 
spring claims again Its ancient pow- Aj i jv.i I 
CHAPTER XIX. 
And now came the golden spring- 
1 time, with Its warm, March winds, 
j whispering to one of forgotten 
dreams and hopes long since resign¬ 
ed. Rut they come back to us on 
the soft, spring winds, and are wafted 
mockingly over our souls, unlocking 
.1 old, sweet sorrows from their slum¬ 
bers. The ayringa budded and the 
5 birds twittered together In its fol- 
} lage; and the doctor's little wifo, 
—| with the beautiful, deep blue eyes, 
! must she alone lie allowed to remain 
; unmoved and undisturbed, with the 
j children and the kitchen pots and 
pans to absorb her? No, lie must 
make her betray one symptom of 
feeling before ho left her; or if, in¬ 
deed, the kitchen smoke and crying 
; children should have stifled every 
\ spark of nobler feeling, she should 
' at least bo mado to feel bis con¬ 
tempt. He found In Anna a willing 
assistant. She had felt vexed for 
In secret we met— 
In silence I grieve. 
That thy heart could forget, 
Thy spirit deceive. 
If I should meet thee 
After long years, 
How should I greet thee ?— 
With silence and tears?” 
The last chord was softly sounded, 
and Felsen glanced around at Mar¬ 
tha. She had rocked the baby to 
sleep during the singing, and now 
was looking smilingly down upon 
the little one In her arms. She beck¬ 
oned to Fklsen, who came eagerly 
towards her. 
“H’sh!" she whispered. “Just 
look at him 1" and her loving moth¬ 
er’s look rested on the child. The 
little fellow had gotten hold of the 
gruel spoon and hold it tightly In 
his little fist, as he lay fast asleep on 
his mother’s Jap, the traces of bis 
late meal very plainly visible on his 
round, rosy face. 
“Is It not lovely?" she whispered. 
“Charming I” replied Felsen, but 
in his secret heart he could not for 
the life of him conceive what there 
which, needs no Explanation 
