From the Temperance Herald.
a. TALE. .iEll Of OF TRUTH.
r''4 BY JEANNE. o's4

BY JEANNE.
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7 The young wife sat alone in her plea
SAINT chamber, and her husbands last letter
was in her hand. The paper looked soiled


and worn, and the hand writing was nearly
illegible; they might well appear thus, for
the letter had been carried IN Margaret's
bosom and read amidst binding tears, until
every word was engraved on her heart II
was many long months since Harry Leslie
departed, to engage IN profitable business,
and prepare for the emigration Of his fami-
ly to distant land, and since that letter
came, bringing news Of his safe arrival, no
tidings of the wanderer had reached his
home. '''a' ., X


For long time Margarethoped all might
be well; she prayed for patience, and strove


to conceal from her father and her child
rem the grief which was stealing the bloom
from her cheek, and giving her such long,
weary nights Of anxiety and fear. ~ oll


But the grey haired parents saw her true
feelings. and almost rejoiced TO see that
Margaret only trembled lest she was wild
owed in her youth, while the old man had
learned the sad STORY that the wine cup
over which Harry loved to linger, was
leading him down into dark paths Of degra-
dation and shame. ,1..I n,


Circumstances at length obliged him to
reveal to his sorrowful child the ruth, and
she had gone TO her chamber TO search
vainly in that old letter for denial Of the
fact; to weep her tears Of agony alone. .q


The young wife sat long in her window
holding communion with her own troubled,
suffering spirit. She gazed-but not upon
the sweet valley which lay sleeping calmly J


in the moonlight: she listened-but it was
not 10 the low soft breathings Of her uncon-
scious children--she looked up to The quiet
watching stars, and wildly prayed them Il
guide Harry Leslie back to his home--anc
the stars returned to poor Margaret glance.
Of hope; she felt as though the eyes Of an


gels were watching her In sympathy. ans
,she was comforted. t' CIV IN. -.