Harper's New Monthly Magazine, No. IX.—February, 1851.—Vol. II.Various
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine, No. IX.—February, 1851.—Vol. II.
Various
American literature -- Periodicals; Civilization -- Periodicals; Culture -- Periodicals
The father entered, but at the first sight of him the joy of the
children was at an end. He looked as if he had been drinking--his face
was flushed, and his brow dark and lowering. Marian shrunk, terrified at
his appearance: he was one of the men who had been quarreling over the
card-table.
The children appeared more frightened and unhappy than surprised at the
mood in which he entered. They retreated hastily, seeming to anticipate
his intention of pushing them out of the way, and he seated himself
before the fire. His wife did not speak; as she glanced at him, she
turned first red, then pale, but she bent her eyes over her work, making
quiet answers to the rough words he from time to time addressed to her,
and turning the wondrous talisman full upon him as she spoke. Its light
soon worked a change. He looked less suspiciously around him, his brow
relaxed, and the children began to steal nearer and nearer, till at last
the youngest climbed to his knees, and prattled away to him in his
childish way, as he had before prattled to his mother. The mother
smiled, as she rose and prepared to take her finished work to her
employer. She hoped to procure the evening meal with the wages of her
labor. _He_ had brought in no money to-day, she knew full well, but she
did not ask; and with a kindly voice, she requested him to watch over
the young ones in her absence, and glided from the door. The talisman
must have dazzled his eyes as she went out, for they glistened with
moisture; he muttered something, but Marian did not hear what it was,
and before she had time to inquire of her conductor, she found herself
once more seated in the fairy chariot, and rising rapidly above the
smoke and gloom of these homes of misery and want. A little while ago,
she would have hailed her escape from this sad region with delight; but
now she would fain have seen more of the wearer of the talisman.
Something of this kind she remarked to the fairy: "Ah! Marian,"
answered her guide; "there are jewels which render even squalid poverty
attractive, and without which wealth, decked in all its ornaments, is
void of charms!"
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