Christian's Mistake
a-sudden
ears his sou
sees his
and, put fo
snatch from
enignly t
live our
e back int
thus awful
angel in
rious ideals of happiness, good to make, if never to enjoy, one
embling when she heard it, or hidden away up in her own bedroom, her sole refuge from the orgies that took place below, where the sound of music, exquisite music, went up like the cry of an angel imprisoned in a den of brutes, th
he reality. An
e sure to be assembled there, any body would say what a happy family it was, and what a pleasant picture it made. Father and mother at either end of the table;
igne never sle
eyes, like nee
ered watchfulness her duty. Indeed, as she explained over and over again to Aunt Maria, the principal reason which made her consent still to remain
it was those children-how she would take care of them; fill up her weary days with them; love them, and be loved by them; in short, find in them the full satisfaction of her mot
nd one on his knee, all so happy together. Dr. Grey always looked happy when he was with his little folk. And they, their very faults faded off into sweetnesses when they came within the atmosphere of that good, loving, fatherly na
th the gulf of shining mahogany between, bridged it o
, active, hard-working young governess, who had never known an idle or even a restful hour. The rest was sweet-oh! how sweet! but the idleness was difficult to bear. She had tried sometimes in the long mornings, when the master was shut up in his study, to get the children with her, and teach them a
ian, though it did not silence-it could not-the cry of her heart to be of some use to somebody; to have s
ad-eyed; and it was a relief when Barker entered with
can be writing to
gne looked daggers, and, the minut
s, to be a little more circumspect. How could yo
as she opened the letters, almost the first which had come to her still
hat passed around him except when his wife spoke, and then some slight m
ss Gascoigne; "the very
in Avonsbridge, too. Th
leased at having so suc
ood so
t worth while being annoyed at such a small thing. She only l
twinkling in his eye, "that no society i
ed a minute, but after
decline
you like
y more strong-she did shrink from the outward shows of it. To be stared at by cold, sharp, Avonsbridge eyes, or pointed at as "the governess" whom Dr. Grey had
arties! They are bridal parties, Mrs. Grey, given for you, meant to welcome you into
burnt there now; but she restrained herself, for the children sat there-Letitia, preternaturally sharp, and
tood every word. But still it had not affected him, except to a wist
? Perhaps, Dr. Grey, after all, it would be
ing, after a brief consultation with Dr. Grey, Christian sat down and wrote to these grand University ladies, who, though not an atom better than herself, would, she
flowers. Not too youthful a toilet, for she had no wish to appear young now, but still bridal-a "bride adorned with her jewels," only these were b
nd her neck, and put a bracelet on her arm. Both were simple enough, but, little as she
them? They
t bought the
had them re-set. They belonged to my mother, and ha
ad. Great tears were gat
od to me-so unfailingly, unceasingly good. I try to
! My d
omething in real love which will neither be discussed nor described. Let us dr
he carriage which was to take them to the grand dinner party, she stood,
on which had been hers both before and after her marriage, she began to awake also to the dawning consciousness of what real marriage ought to be-the perfect, sacred union, so seldom realized or eve
heart, which needed its lord, was ready to obey him, love and serve him, nay, fall down in the very dust before him, if only he could be found! And she knew now-knew by t
as coming into her that sense of awed self-appropriation, that fierce revulsion from any intrusion on the same, which comes into any woman's nature when beginning to love as she is beloved. Christian did not as yet; but she recognized her husband's love, and it pe
ay of one little corner in it, "Do not tread there, it is a grave." Only a grave; a very harmless grave now, tricked with innocent, girlish flowers, but still containing the merest handful of dust. It would never corrupt, and might even serve to fertilize that simple heart, which, out of its very s
ters, burnt by herself on her marriage morning. The whole story, occupying in all only four weeks, had gone by e
any more. A sudden thought made her struggle at once for
that could make people say, even the most ill-natured of them-and, alas! she had lately come to learn that the world is filled, not, as she thought, wi
st. There was not a lock unsmoothed in her fair hair, not a fold awry in her silks or laces, and not a tra
lty. More than once Christian had rushed wildly up stairs, expecting some dreadful catastrophe, but it was only the usual warfare between Phillis and the children, especially Arthur, who was no
!" was the fierce scream which caught he
of a young bull-dog, was, with all the might of his little fists, returning blow for blow-in short, a regular stand-up fight, in which the two faces, elder and yo
he matter? What has
. Grey entered the nursery, only a little harder, a little fiercer, with th
isobeyed me. I'll teach you to do
ill
made her pause a second, and then her blows fell with redoubled strengt
weaker, were, to her keen sense of justice, so obnoxious, so detestable that they always roused in her a something, which is at the root of all the righteous rebellions in the world-a something which God, who ordained righteous authority, implants in every honest human heart as a safeguard aga
She merely with her firm, strong hand, wren
. Phillis, remember, henceforward no children in my house sh
tonished, and then, recovering herself, darted after the retreating boy. But it was too late; he had already gained the staircase. It was st
down after the child, but he turned screaming from her, and it was
She soothed the boy, and felt that no limbs were broken; indeed, he complained o
y wrong with him. We m
ou have o
oor child. She answered humbly, and named Dr. Anstruther, whom Christian well knew by report; an old m
m, for it may be a mere trifle after all-that I am afraid he will have to dine out without me today. Go quick, Phillis;
ers and slipped away so hastily that she stumbled over Letitia, and gave her a good box on the ear; however, the
curiosity-only curiosity there was not a tear in her
the deepest pity. What sort of bringing up could it
ould hold Arthur as easily as possible till the doctor came. And then she bade her take off the diamond bracelets and t
hank you, my dear. You
me and give
, and then came and stood by her step-mothe
etty white silk dress. Won
h-if it can n
e clothes, and married papa that he m
s was m
ndeed, she hardly took in what the child s
a spok
ty? Aunt Henrietta said you
real mother's heart, Christian felt hers yearn over
a, go and look for him. Tell him to
n upon herself toward these children all the duties and anxieties of motherhood. How many-perha
arms, which clasped round him close and warm, as finding in him something to comfort, something to love.
ed it into a strange tenderness-that her husband was one of the many men who, brave enough morally, are the most utter
o, Christian? W
he must do it; but before she had time to
own a few stairs! I will never believe it. It is just making a fuss about nothing. Dr. Grey, we must go to th
clung with all his might
ot have him moved. Hush, Atty! you grieve papa. Be
te-then again ordered P
" and he clung again to his step-mother. "I'll be go
have toward all helpless things, gleamed in her eyes as she added, "Miss Gascoigne, y
tain
rother-in-law, Miss Gascoigne tu
bubbling over the boy's white lips, Christian saw a
s lightning Christian recollected all that had not been done, and all that the doctor said they ought to have done, in the case of little Jamie. It was useless speaking out what she feared; indeed, one look at Dr
ade an effort at a smile-"as I said, I
l be here soon. Suppose you were to go
ow she managed it, but she did do it, for it was necessary; Arthur must be kept quiet. She was now sitting in the
with you! He does not
he always does, every day of my life. I hate her! If I die,
own again. She was now almost certain that the lung was injured, and her eyes were full o
about Phillis?"
not talk of that just no
n, after his first glance at the patient, Dr. A
t. But we only want women here. The best thing you
y-Dr. Ans
e graceful figure, the brilliant evening dress. "I was to have met you tod
nd her suspicions of what it was. The freemasonry of trust which springs up instantan
done that could be done, Dr. Grey was recalled, and the facts explained to him; though Dr. Anstruther, who seemed to understand him well,
, Dr. Grey caine and stood b
licate for months-and p
y poo
might hear. Go, and sit down for
ey which unlocks all consolation was in her heart not yet found. Only there came over her, with a solemn presentiment which had its sweetness still, the conviction that whatever ha
aking hands between her two firm one
You will go to bed; a
r p
d y
rse. Never mind me; I h
have nobod
Arthur, Hush! there is
let me have my way.
watch for many a weary day and night-beside his boy's pillow. He saw her likewise-a figure, the like of which, husband and father as he had been, he
those endless wants of sickness at night, especially sickness that may be tending unto death, or unto the awful struggle between life and death, which most women have at some time of their lives to keep ward over till danger has gone by-just the sort of fi
ce, Dr. Grey crossed the room, trying hard to make his step light and nois
tian. Does he suffer ve
t n
e ever
st so! Dr. Anstruther said there
k so too?" with a
I do t
tood behind her and watched all she did for the child, who waked thi
ddered as he g
f he were dead
u must go to bed," said Chris
are you not afraid t
h
m to be afraid
deal" said Christian, with a faint smile
thing grew softer into natural sleep. Then, with a mutual impulse given by th
g, my poor children's mot
d never finish
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