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,no4 #f4                                
,table of ,contents                     
,fiction1 ,literature and ,articles     
,dante's ,divina ,commedia              
,clifdon           ,the ,dawn of the    
,hundred ,days           ,the ,first    
,love of ,ada ,somers                   
,traveling a ,touchstone           ,the 
,poet ,cowper           ,the ,lady of   
the ,rock           ,shakspeare4        
,anaylysis of ,romeo and ,juliet        
,bass and ,bass ,fishing           ,the 
,fine ,arts           ,early ,english   
,poets4 ,poems of ,thomas ,carew        
,review of ,new ,books                  
,editor's ,table                        
,poetry and ,music            ,the      
,gold-,seeker           ,bird-,notes    
,symbols           ,sonnet4 ,to ,shirley
           ,narcissos           ,to     
,arcturus           ,mary               
,evening           ,the ,queen of the   
,woods           ,scene on the ,ohio    

,the ,jolly ,ride           ,ballads of 
the ,campaign in ,mexico4 ,no4 ,v4      
,jacob's ,ladder           ,the ,smoker 
,the ,maiden's ,complaint ,against ,love
           ,the ,melodies of ,many      
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,,dante',s ,,divina ,,commedia4         
,,from ,,the ,,german ,,of ,,schelling4 
,,by ,,henry ,w4 ,,longfellow4       ,in
 the following elaborate specimen of    
literary criticism there     are many   
passages which will be very obscure1 not
 to say     unintelligible1 to those who
 are not familiar with the              
philosophic phraseology of the ,germans4
 ,the student of ,dante1     however1   
will find in it many hints and          

suggestions worthy his                  
consideration4 ,it cannot be otherwise  
than interesting to see     two such    
minds as those of ,schelling and ,dante 
brought into     contact2 and to hear   
what the ,german philosopher has to say 
of     the ,italian poet4  ,,in the     
sanctuary where ,religion          8is  
married to immortal ,verse10  stands    
,dante as high-priest1 and consecrates  
all modern ,art for its vocation4 ,not  
as a solitary poem1 but representing the
 whole class of the ,new ,poetry1 and   
itself a separate class1 stands the     
8,divine ,comedy10 so entirely unique1  
that any theory drawn from peculiar     
forms is quite inadequate to it2--a     
world by itself1 it demands its own     
peculiar theory4 ,the predicate of      
,divine was given it by its author1     
because it treats of theology and things
 divine2 ,comedy he called it1 after the
 simplest notion of this and its        
opposite kind1--on account of its       
fearful beginning and its happy ending1 

and because the mixed nature of the     
poem1 whose material is now lofty and   
now lowly1 rendered a mixed kind of     
style necessary4  ,one readily          
perceives1 however1 that according to   
the common notion it cannot be called   
,dramatic1 because it represents no     
circumscribed action4 ,so far as ,dante 
himself may be looked upon as the hero1 
who serves only as a thread for the     
measureless series of visions and       
pictures1 and remains rather passive    
than active1--the poem seems to approach
 nearer to a ,romance2 yet this         
definition does not completely exhaust  
it2 nor can we call it ,epic1 in the    
usual acceptation of the word1 since    
there is no regular sequence in the     
events represented4 ,to look upon it as 
a ,didactic poem is likewise impossible1
 because it is written in a far less    
restricted form and aim1 than those of  
teaching4 ,it belongs therefore to none 
of these classes in particular1 nor is  
it merely a compound of them2 but an    

entirely unique1 and as it were organic 
mixture of all their elements1 not to be
 reproduced by any arbitrary rules of   
art1--an absolute individuality1        
comparable with itself alone and with   
naught else4  ,the material of the poem1
 is1 in general terms1 the express      
identity of the ,poet's age2--the       
interpenetration of the events thereof  
with the ideas of ,religion1 ,science   
and ,poetry in the loftiest genius of   
that century4 ,our intention is not to  
consider it in its immediate reference  
to its age2 but rather in its universal 
application and as the archetype of all 
modern ,poetry4  ,the necessary law of  
this poetry1 down to the still          
indefinitely distant point where the    
great ,epic of modern times1 which      
hitherto has announced itself only      
rhapsodically and in broken glimpses1   
shall present itself as a perfect whole1
 is this3--that the individual gives    
shape and unity to that portion of the  
world which is revealed to him1 and out 

of the materials of his time1 its       
,history and its ,science1 creates his  
own ,mythology4 ,for as the ancient     
world is1 in general1 the world of      
classes1 so the modern is that of       
,individuals4 ,in the former the        
,universal is in truth the particular1  
the race acts as an individual2 in the  
latter1 the ,individual is the point of 
departure1 and becomes the ,universal4  
,for this reason1 in the former all     
things are permanent and imperishable3  
,number likewise is of no account1 since
 the ,universal idea coincides with that
 of the ,individual2--in the latter1    
constant mutation is the fixed law2 no  
narrow circle limits its ends1 but one  
which through ,individuality widens     
itself to infinitude4 ,and since        
,universality belongs to the essence of 
,poetry1 it is a necessary condition    
that the ,individual through the highest
 peculiarity should again become        
universal1 and by his complete          
speciality become again absolute4 ,thus 

through the perfect individuality and   
uniqueness of his ,poem1 ,dante is the  
,creator of modern art1 which without   
this arbitrary necessity1 and necessary 
arbitrariness1 cannot be imagined4      
,from the very beginning of ,greek      
,poetry1 we see it clearly separated    
from ,science and ,philosophy1 as in    
,homer1 and this process of separation  
continued until the ,poets and the      
,philosophers became the antipodes of   
each other4 ,they in vain by allegorical
 interpretations of the ,homeric ,poems 
sought artificially to create a harmony 
between the two4 ,in modern times       
,science has preceded ,poetry and       
,mythology1 which cannot be ,mythology1 
without being universal and drawing into
 its circle all the elements of the then
 existing culture1 ,science1 ,religion  
and even ,art1 and joining in a perfect 
unity the material not only of the      
present but of the past4 ,into this     
struggle1 7since ,art demands something 
definite and limited1 while the spirit  

of the world rushes towards the         
unlimited1 and with ceaseless power     
sweeps down all barriers17 must the     
,individual enter1 but with absolute    
freedom1 seek to rescue permanent shapes
 from the fluctuations of time1 and     
within arbitrarily assumed forms to give
 to the structure of his poem1 by its   
absolute peculiarity1 internal necessity
 and external universality4  ,this      
,dante has done4 ,he had before him1 as 
material1 the history of the present as 
well as of the ,past4 ,he could not     
elaborate this into a pure ,epos1 partly
 on account of its nature1 partly       
because1 in doing this1 he would have   
excluded other elements of the culture  
of his time4 ,to its completeness       
belonged also the ,astronomy1 the       
,theology and ,philosophy of the time4  
,to these he could not give expression  
in a ,didactic poem1 for by so doing he 
would again have limited himself4       
,consequently1 in order to make his     
,poem universal1 he was obliged to make 

it historical4 ,an invention1 entirely  
uncontrolled1 and proceeding from his   
own individuality1 was necessary1 to    
unite these materials and form them into
 an organic whole4 ,to represent the    
ideas of ,philosophy and ,theology in   
symbols was impossible1 for there then  
existed no symbolic ,mythology4 ,he     
could quite as little make his ,poem    
purely allegorical1 for then again it   
could not be historical4 ,it was        
necessary therefore to make it an       
entirely unique mixture of ,allegory and
 ,history4 ,in the emblematic poetry of 
the ancients no clue of this kind was   
possible4 ,the ,individual only could   
lay hold of it1 and only an uncontrolled
 invention follow it4  ,the poem of     
,dante is not allegorical in the sense  
that its figures only signified         
something else1 without having any      
separate existence independent of the   
thing signified4 ,on the other hand1    
none of them is independent of the thing
 signified in such a way as to be at    

once the ,idea itself and more than an  
allegory of it4 ,there is therefore in  
his ,poem an entirely unique mean       
between ,allegory and symbolic-objective
 ,form4 ,there is no doubt1 and the     
,poet has himself elsewhere declared it1
 that ,beatrice1 for example1 is an     
,allegory1 namely1 of ,theology4 ,so her
 companions2 so many other characters4  
,but at the same time they count for    
themselves1 and appear on the scene as  
historic personages1 without on that    
account being symbols4  ,in this respect
 ,dante is archetypal1 since he has     
proclaimed what the modern poet has to  
do1 in order to embody into a poetic    
whole1 the entire history and culture of
 his age--the only mythological material
 which lies before him4 ,he must from   
absolute arbitrariness join together the
 allegorical and historical3 he must be 
allegorical1 7and he is so1 too1 against
 his will17 because he cannot be        
symbolical2 and he must be historical   
because he wishes to be poetical4 ,in   

this respect his invention is always    
peculiar1 a world by itself1 and        
altogether characteristic4  ,the only   
,german poem of universal plan1 unites  
together in a similar manner the        
outermost extremes in the aspirations of
 the times1 by a very peculiar invention
 of a subordinate mythology1 in the     
character of ,faust3 although in the    
,aristophanic meaning of the word it may
 far better be called a ,comedy1 and is 
another and more poetic sense ,divine1  
than the ,poem of ,dante4  ,the energy  
with which the individual embodies the  
singular mixture of the materials which 
lie before him in his age and his life  
determines the measure in which he      
possesses mythological power4 ,dante's  
personages possess a kind of eternity   
from the position in which he places    
them1 and which is eternal3 but not only
 the actual which he draws from his own 
time1 as the story of ,ugolino and the  
like1 but also what is pure invention1  
as the death of ,ulysses and his        

companions1 has in the connection of his
 poem a real mythological truth4  ,it   
would be of but subordinate interest to 
represent by itself1 the ,philosophy1   
,physics and ,astronomy of ,dante1 since
 his true peculiarity lies only in his  
manner of fusing them with his poetry4  
,the ,ptolemaic system1 which to a      
certain degree is the foundation of his 
poetic structure1 has already in itself 
a mythological coloring4 ,if however his
 philosophy is to be characterized in   
general as ,aristotelian1 we must not   
understand by this the pure ,peripatetic
 philosophy1 but a peculiar union of the
 same with the ideas of the ,platonic1  
then entertained1 as may be proved by   
many passages of his poem4  ,we will not
 dwell upon the power and solidity of   
separate passages1 the simplicity and   
endless naivet of separate pictures1 in 
which he expresses his philosophical    
views1 as the well known description of 
the soul which comes from the hand of   
,god as a little girl 8weeping and      

laughing in its childish sport10 a      
guileless soul1 which knows nothing1    
save that1 moved by its joyful ,creator1
 8willingly it turns to that which gives
 it pleasure30--we speak only of the    
general symbolic form of the whole1 in  
whose absoluteness1 more than in any    
thing else1 the universal value and     
immortality of this ,poem is recognized4
  ,if the union of ,philosophy and      
,poetry even in their most subordinate  
synthesis is understood as making a     
didactic poem1 it becomes necessary1    
since the poem must be without any      
external end and aim1 that the intention
 7of instructing7 should lose itself in 
it and be changed into an absoluteness  
7in eine ,absolutheit verwandelt71 so   
that the poem may seem to exist for its 
own sake4 ,and this is only conceivable1
 when ,science 7considered as a picture 
of the ,universe1 and in perfect harmony
 therewith1 as the most original and    
beautiful ,poetry7 is in itself already 
poetical4 ,dante's ,poem is a much      

higher interpenetration of ,science and 
,poetry1 and so much the more must its  
form1 even in its freer self-existence1 
be adapted to the universal type of the 
world's aspect 7,weltanschauung74  ,the 
division of the ,universe and the       
arrangement of the materials according  
to the three kingdoms of ,hell1         
,purgatory and ,paradise1 independently 
of the peculiar meaning of these ideas  
in ,christian theology1 are also a      
general symbolic form1 so that one does 
not see why under the same form every   
remarkable age should not have its own  
,divine ,comedy4 ,as in the ,modern     
,drama the form of five acts is assumed 
as the usual one1 because every event   
may be regarded in its ,beginning1 its  
,progress1 its ,culmination1 its        
,dnouement1 and its final ,consummation1
 so this ,trichotomy1 or threefold      
division of ,dante in the higher        
prophetic poetry1 which is to be the    
expression of a whole age1 is           
conceivable as a general form1 which in 

its filling-up may be infinitely varied1
 as by the power of original invention  
it can always be quickened into new     
life4 ,not alone however as an external 
form1 but as an emblematical expression 
of the internal type of all ,science and
 ,poetry is that form eternal and       
capable of embracing in itself the three
 great objects of ,science and          
culture1--,nature1 ,history and ,art4   
,nature1 as the birth of all things1 is 
the eternal ,night2 and as that unity   
through which these are in themselves1  
it is the aphelion of the universe1 the 
point of farthest removal from ,god1 the
 true centre4 ,life and ,history1 whose 
nature is gradual progress1 are only a  
process of clarification1 a transition  
to an absolute condition4 ,this can     
nowhere be found save in ,art1 which    
anticipates eternity1 is the ,paradise  
of life1 and is truly in the centre4    
,dante's ,poem1 therefore1 viewed from  
all sides1 is not an isolated work of a 
particular age1 a particular stage of   

culture2 but it is archetypal1 by the   
universal interest which it unites with 
the most absolute ,individuality1--by   
its universality1 in virtue of which it 
excludes no side of life and            
culture1--and finally by its form1 which
 is not a peculiar type1 but the type of
 the theory of the ,universe1 in        
general4  ,the peculiar internal        
arrangement of the ,poem certainly      
cannot possess this universal interest1 
since it is formed upon the ideas of the
 time1 and the peculiar views of the    
poet4 ,on the other hand1 as is to be   
expected from a work so artistic and    
full of purpose1 the general inner type 
is again externally imaged forth1       
through the form1 color1 sound of the   
three great ,divisions of the ,poem4    
,from the extraordinary nature of his   
material1 ,dante needed for the form of 
his creations in detail1 some kind of   
credentials which only the ,science of  
his time could give1 and which for him  
are1 so to speak1 the ,mythology and the

 general basis1 which supports the      
daring edifice of his inventions4 ,but  
even in the details he remains trite to 
his design of being allegorical1 without
 ceasing to be historical and poetical4 
,hell1 ,purgatory and ,paradise are1 as 
it were1 only his system of ,theology in
 its concrete and architectural         
development4 ,the proportion1 number and
 relations which he observes in their   
internal structure were prescribed by   
this science1 and herein he renounced   
intentionally the freedom of invention1 
in order to give1 by means of form1     
necessity and limitation to his poem1   
which in its materials was unlimited4   
,the universal sanctity and significancy
 of numbers is another external form    
upon which his poetry rests4 ,so in     
general the entire logical and          
syllogistic lore of that age1 is for him
 only form1 which must be granted to    
him1 in order to attain to that region  
in which his poetry moves4  ,and yet in 
this adherence to religious and         

philosophical notions1 as the most      
universally interesting thing which his 
age offered1 ,dante never seeks an      
ordinary kind of poetic probability2 but
 rather renounces all intention of      
flattering the baser senses4 ,his first 
entrance into ,hell takes place1 as it  
should take place1 without any          
unpoetical attempt to assign a motive   
for it or to make it intelligible1 in a 
condition like that of a ,vision1       
without however any intention of making 
it appear such4 ,his being drawn up by  
,beatrice's eyes1 through which the     
divine power is communicated to him1 he 
expresses in a single line3 what is     
wonderful in his own adventures he      
immediately changes to a likeness of the
 mysteries of religion1 and gives it    
credibility by a yet higher mystery1 as 
when he makes his entrance into the     
moon1 which he compares to that of light
 into the unbroken surface of water1 an 
image of ,god's incarnation4  ,to show  
the perfection of art1 and the depth of 

purpose which was carried even into the 
minor details of the inner structure of 
the three worlds1 would be a science in 
itself4 ,this was recognized shortly    
after the poet's death by his nation1 in
 their appointing a distinct            
,lectureship upon ,dante1 which was     
first filled by ,boccaccio4  ,but not   
only do the several incidents in each of
 the three parts of the ,poem allow the 
universal character of the first form to
 shine through them1 but the law thereof
 expresses itself yet more definitely in
 the inner and spiritual rhythm1 by     
which they are contradistinguished from 
each other4 ,the ,inferno1 as it is the 
most fearful in its objects1 is likewise
 the strongest in expression1 the       
severest in diction1 and in its very    
words dark and awful4 ,in one portion of
 the ,purgatorio deep silence reigns1   
for the lamentations of the lower world 
grow mute3 upon its summits1 the        
forecourts of ,heaven1 all becomes      
,color3 the ,paradiso is the true music 

of the spheres4  ,the variety and       
difference of the punishments in the    
,inferno are conceived with almost      
unexampled invention4 ,between the crime
 and the punishment there is never any  
other than a poetic relation4 ,dante's  
spirit is not daunted by what is        
terrible2 nay1 he goes to its extreme   
limits4 ,but it could be shown in every 
case1 that he never ceases to be sublime
 and in consequence truly beautiful4    
,for that which men1 who are not capable
 of comprehending the whole1 have       
sometimes pointed out as low1 is not so 
in their sense of the term1 but is a    
necessary element of the mixed nature of
 the ,poem1 on account of which ,dante  
himself called it a ,comedy4 ,the hatred
 of evil1 the scorn of a godlike spirit1
 which are expressed in ,dante's fearful
 composition1 are not the inheritance of
 common souls4 ,it is indeed very       
doubtful still1 though quite generally  
believed1 whether his banishment from   
,florence1 after he had previously      

dedicated his ,poetry to ,love1 first   
spurred on his spirit1 naturally        
inclined to whatever was earnest and    
extraordinary1 to the highest           
,invention1 in which he breathed forth  
the whole of his life1 of the destiny of
 his heart and of his country1 together 
with his indignation thereat4 ,but the  
vengeance which he takes in the         
,inferno1 he takes in the name of the   
,day of ,judgment1 as the elected ,judge
 with prophetic power1 not from personal
 hate1 but with a pious soul roused by  
the abominations of the times1 and a    
love of his native land long dead in    
others1 as he has himself represented in
 a passage in the ,paradiso where he    
says            8,if e'er it happen that
 the ,poem sacred         ,to which both
 ,earth and ,heaven have lent their     
hand1         ,till it hath made me     
meagre many a year1           ,conquer  
the cruelty that shuts me out           
,of the fair sheep-fold1 where a lamb ,i
 slumbered1         ,an enemy to the    

wolves that war upon it1           ,with
 other voice forthwith1 with other      
fleece         ,the ,poet shall return1 
and at the font         ,baptismal1     
shall he take the crown of laurel40  ,he
 tempers the horror of the torments of  
the damned1 by his own feeling for them1
 which at the end of so much suffering  
so overwhelms him that he is ready to   
weep1 and ,virgil says to him           
8,wherefore then art thou troubled80    
,it has already been remarked that the  
greater part of the punishments of the  
,inferno are symbolical of the crimes   
for which they are inflicted1 but many  
of them are so in a far more general    
relation4 ,of this kind is1 in          
particular1 the representation of a     
metamorphosis1 in which two natures are 
mutually interchanged and their         
substance transmuted4 ,no metamorphosis 
of ,antiquity can compare with this for 
invention1 and if a naturalist or a     
didactic poet were able to sketch with  
such power1 emblems of the eternal      

metamorphoses of nature1 he might       
congratulate himself upon it4  ,as we   
have already remarked1 the ,inferno is  
not only distinguished from the other   
parts by the external form of its       
representation1 but also by the         
circumstance that it is peculiarly the  
realm of forms and consequently the     
plastic part of the ,poem4 ,the         
,purgatorio must be recognized as the   
picturesque part4 ,not only are the     
penances here imposed upon sinners at   
times pictorially treated even to       
brightness of coloring2 but the journey 
up the holy mountain of ,purgatory      
presents in detail a rapid succession of
 shifting landscapes1 scenes and        
manifold play of light2 until upon its  
outermost boundary1 when the ,poet has  
reached the waters of ,lethe1 the       
highest pomp of ,painting and ,color    
displays itself2--in the picturing of   
the divine primeval forest of this      
region1 of the celestial clearness of   
the water1 overcast with its eternal    

shadow1 of the maiden whom he meets upon
 its banks and the descent of ,beatrice 
in a cloud of flowers1 beneath a white  
veil1 crowned with olive1 wrapped in a  
green mantle1 and 8vested in colors of  
the living flame40  ,the ,poet has urged
 his way to light through the very heart
 of the earth3 in the darkness of the   
lower world forms alone could be        
distinguished3 in ,purgatory light is   
kindled1 but still in connection with   
earthly matter and becomes color4 ,in   
,paradise there remains nothing but the 
pure music of the light2 reflection     
ceases1 and the ,poet rises gradually to
 behold the colorless pure essence of   
,deity itself4  ,the astronomical system
 which the age of the poet invested with
 a mythological value2 the nature of the
 stars and of the measure of their      
motion1 are the ground upon which his   
inventions1 in this part of the poem1   
rest4 ,and if he in this sphere of the  
unconditioned1 still suffers degrees and
 differences to exist1 he again removes 

them by the glorious word which he puts 
into the mouth of one of the            
sister-souls whom he meets in the moon1 
that 8every ,where in heaven is         
,paradise40  ,the plan of the ,poem     
renders it natural that on the very     
ascent through ,paradise the loftiest   
speculations of ,theology should be     
discussed4 ,his deep reverence for this 
science is symbolized by his love of    
,beatrice4 ,in proportion as the field  
of vision enlarges itself into the      
purely ,universal1 it is necessary that 
,poetry should become ,music1 form      
vanish1 and that1 in this point of view1
 the ,inferno should appear the most    
poetic part of the work4 ,but in this   
work it is absolutely impossible to take
 things separately2 and the peculiar    
excellence of each separate part is     
authenticated and recognized only       
through its harmony with the whole4 ,if 
the relation of the three parts to the  
whole is perceived1 we shall necessarily
 recognize the ,paradiso as the purely  

musical and lyrical portion1 even in the
 design of the poet1 who expresses this 
in the external form1 by the frequent   
use of the ,latin words of ,church      
,hymns4  ,the marvelous grandeur of the 
,poem1 which gleams forth in the        
mingling of all the elements of poetry  
and art1 reaches in this way a perfect  
manifestation4 ,this divine work is not 
plastic1 not picturesque1 not musical1  
but all of these at once and in         
accordant harmony4 ,it is not dramatic1 
not epic1 not lyric1 but a peculiar1    
unique1 and unexampled mingling of all  
these4  ,i think ,i have shown1 at the  
same time1 that it is prophetic1 and    
typical of all the ,modern ,poetry4 ,it 
embraces all its characteristics1 and   
springs out of the intricately mingled  
materials of the same1 as the first     
growth1 stretching itself above the     
earth and toward the heavens--the first 
fruit of transfiguration4 ,those who    
would become acquainted with the poetry 
of modern times1 not superficially1 but 

at its fountain head1 may train         
themselves by this great and mighty     
spirit1 in order to know by what means  
the whole of the modern time may be     
embraced in its entireness1 and that it 
is not held together by a loosely woven 
band4 ,they who have no vocation for    
this1 can apply to themselves the words 
at the beginning of the first part3     
8,lasciate ogni speranza voi ch'        
entrate40                   99        99
        99        99        99          
,,the ,,gold-,,seeker4                  
,,by ,,grace ,,greenwood4       ',,twas 
upon a southern desert1 and beneath a   
burning sky1     ,that a pilgrim to the 
gold-clime sunk1 o'erwearied1 down to   
die6     ,he was young1 and fair1 and   
slender1 but he bore a gallant heart--  
,through the march so long and toilsome 
he had bravely held his part4     ,his  
companions round him gathered1 with kind
 word and pitying look1     ,as in      
fever-thirst he panted1 like 8the hart  
for the water brook20     ,while their  

last cool drops outpouring on his brow  
and parched lips1     ,sorrowed they to 
mark his glances growing dim with       
death's eclipse4     ,turning then1 and 
onward passing1 left they there the     
dying man1     ,for a weary way to      
westward still the promised river ran4  
,one there was1 a comrade faithful1 who 
the longest lingered there1     ,while  
he wrung his hand in parting1 bidding   
him not yet despair2     ,for they would
 return at morning1 from the river      
banks1 he said--     ,and a silken scarf
 unfolding1 laid it o'er the sufferer's 
head--     ,then full often backward    
glancing1 took the weary march again1   
,onward pressing toward the waters1     
gleaming far across the plain4          
,silent lies the one forsaken1 in this  
hour of pain and fear1     ,while their 
farewells and their footsteps die upon  
his failing ear2     ,with the withered 
turf his death-couch1 'neath the burning
 heat of       day1     ,all unhearing  
and unheeding1 for his soul is far away6

     ,in the dear home of his childhood1
 in a pleasant northern land1     ,he   
beholds about him smiling the familiar  
household band2     ,sees1 perchance1   
his father coming homeward1 through the 
twilight       gray--     ,listens to   
his merry brothers1 laughing in their   
childish play--     ,feels the fond arms
 of his mother1 as of old1 about him    
thrown1     ,and the fair cheek of his  
sister pressing soft against his own6   
,or he strays amid the moonlight1 in a  
cool and shadowy grove1     ,looking    
down with earnest glances into eyes that
 look back love6     ,all beloved tones 
are calling sweetly through his heart   
again1     ,and its dying pulse is      
quickened by the phantoms of his brain6 
,and belovd names he murmurs1 while his 
bosom heaves and swells1     ,for in    
dreams again he liveth through his      
partings and farewells6      ,slowly    
sinks the sun--night's shadows round the
 lonely pilgrim spread--     ,while the 
rising night-winds gently lift the light

 scarf from his       head1     ,and the
 soft and pitying moonbeams glance upon 
his forehead fair1     ,and the dews of 
night descending damp the dark locks of 
his hair2     ,cool upon his brow       
they're falling--but its fever-throbs   
are o'er--     ,and his parched lips    
they moisten1 but those lips shall      
thirst no       more6      ,his         
companions come at morning--come to look
 on his dead face1     ,come to lay him 
to his grave-rest1 in that dreary desert
 place2     ,where the tropic sun glares
 fiercely on the wide1 unsheltered      
plain1     ,and where pour1 from darkest
 heavens1 rushing floods of winter rain6
     ,where shall come the wild-bird's  
screaming1 and the whirlwind's          
sounding sweep1     ,and the tramp of   
herded bisons shall go thundering o'er  
his sleep4      ,there are piteous      
sounds of mourning in a far off northern
 home1     ,where o'er childhood's      
kindling dawn-light sudden clouds of    
darkness       come--     ,there are    

heard a father's groanings1 and a       
mother's broken sighs--     ,there a    
voiceless sorrow troubleth the clear    
deeps of maiden eyes4      ,in their    
fearful dreams1 at midnight1 they behold
 him left to die1     ,with the hard1   
hot ground beneath him1 and above a     
brazen sky--     ,in his fainting1 in   
his thirsting1 in his pain and wild     
despair1     ,vainly calling on his dear
 ones1 through the heavy desert-air6    
,oh1 the bitter self-reproaches mingled 
in the cup they drain6     ,oh1 their   
poor hearts1 pierced and tortured by a  
sharp1 remorseful       pain--     ,that
 they sent their best and dearest from  
his home-love's sheltering       fold1  
,in the madness of adventure1 on that   
pilgrimage of gold4                   99
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,,clifdon4                              
,,by ,,anne ,,drinker4                  
,,chapter ,i4  8,,father6 my father6 in 
mercy60  8,curse you60  8,my ,god60     

8,ay1 curse you4 ,for have you not      
turned to poison the life whose blessing
 you were8 ,have you not dragged down my
 pride to the depths of shame8 ,have you
 not made your father's name a by-word  
for the lips of the idle8 ,then curse   
you1 ,mabel ,clifdon40  ,and ,philip    
,mordaunt paused1 exhausted by his own  
violence2 paused1 with lips trembling1  
with the hot blood mounting even to the 
white hairs brushed from his massive    
forehead1 with his strong form shattered
 as a reed by the tempest of passion4   
8,has not my agony washed out the blot  
of my transgression8 ,do ,i not grovel  
at your feet1 not for the aid ,i dare   
not hope1 but for the pardon ,god gives 
the vilest8 ,have ,i not suffered till  
my life has been to me a torture and a  
curse1 and a long remorse8 ,is it not   
enough1 my father80  8,may your lips    
wither when you speak the word1         
#8,father4' ,out upon you60  8,merciful 
,god60  8,away6 away6 ,out of the home  
you have forsaken6 ,away from the       

threshold you pollute6 ,may the memory  
of the mother murdered by your          
ingratitude1 of the childless and       
wifeless old man whose love you have    
turned to hate1 ever cling around your  
heart2 ever poison1 like a million of   
curses1 the well-spring of your life6   
away60  ,but she lay there1 buried in   
the long folds of her hair1 the raven   
masses that he had so often smoothed and
 played with1 lay there like a thing    
without sense or motion1 save for the   
prolonged and bitter sobs that burst    
forth at intervals1 as though the very  
heart was cleft asunder and breathing   
out its life4  ,and before her stood the
 stern old man1 with his arms crossed   
upon his broad chest1 his pale lip      
compressed1 and rigid as though cast in 
iron1 and his eye turned immovably on   
that prostrate form4  ,around him were  
the evidences of his wealth4 ,the marble
 fountain that tossed its white spray1  
and rang forth its silver peel amid the 
rare and tropical plants1 whose perfume 

stole through the open blinds of the    
conservatory2 the rich drapery of the   
massive windows2 the crimson of the     
gilded and carved coaches2 the deep and 
glowing dyes of the thick carpets2 the  
soft light of the crystal lamp that     
swung to and fro from the frescoed      
ceiling1 and the only child of the rich 
man crouched amid the luxuries that had 
once been hers1 in her mean and faded   
garb1 dusty and toil-worn1 unmantled1   
save for the dark glory of those        
redundant tresses4  ,philip ,mordaunt   
gazed1 and for a moment his brow        
relaxed1 and his voice softened as he   
spoke again1  8,mabel40  ,eagerly she   
looked up2 eagerly upon his stern       
care-worn face those wild eyes turned1  
with a half hopeful1 half doubting      
expression1 that might have softened a  
harder heart2 but his was steeled       
against her4  8,when you left my home   
and heart for a villain1 ,i cursed you1 
,mabel ,clifdon4 ,but ,i will unsay my  
curse2 ,i will drag you from the shame  

into which you have fallen4 ,see1 my    
arms are opened to receive you40  8,but 
,clifdon10 she murmured gaspingly1 still
 crouching to the earth4  8,perdition   
seize him60  ,she shuddered but spoke   
not4  8,see10 murmured the old man1     
raising her slight form from the ground 
and speaking kindly1 but with a strange 
gleam in his eye1 that mocked the       
softness of his tones1 8,see how ,i woo 
you back again4 ,i press you to my      
heart2 ,i smooth back these bright waves
 that ,i may kiss your cheek and        
forehead as ,i did of old4 ,come back to
 the lone old man1 who is dying in the  
midst of his luxury1 and all for lack of
 one dear heart to lean upon4 ,sweet    
,mabel6 darling6 my own1 my only child6 
hark how your mother from her grave     
implores you4 ,return1 forsake the      
villain who has wrought us all this     
anguish40  8,ah6 no6 no60  8,then       
perish60 he said fiercely1 dashing her  
violently to the earth1 8,go perish1    
fool1 with all that you would cling to60

  ,again she lay prostrate and half     
insensible1 but with her breath coming  
in short quick gasps1 and the large     
tears working their way slowly and      
painfully from beneath the broad white  
lids that closed above them4  ,for some 
minutes ,mordaunt paced the room with   
rapid and impatient steps2 now1 with a  
glance turned upon that shaken form1    
now1 lost in thought4 ,suddenly he      
paused1 and that same cruel smile played
 within his cold blue eye1 though the   
lines about his mouth softened and his  
voice was calm4  8,you refuse to give me
 the surest evidence of your            
repentance10 he said4 8,prayers1 tears1 
promises--empty air6 ,i sicken of them4 
,yet1 another proof of your truth       
remains4 ,you have a child1 a son--10 he
 paused4  ,with a low cry she sprung to 
her feet1 and stood gazing at him1 with 
lips slightly parted1 and head bent     
forward in silent eagerness4  8,i will  
rescue him from yon den of vice and     
pollution4 ,i will take him to my bosom 

as ,i would have taken the mother who   
bore him4 ,but that mother he must never
 know4 ,swear that his name shall never 
pass your lips2 swear that he shall be  
to you as the child of a stranger2 that 
your eyes shall never rest again upon   
his face4 ,swear this1 and even he1 even
 the fruit of your transgression shall  
be forgiven40 ,he paused1 and bent his  
gaze upon her1 as the torturer may look 
upon the victim whose agonies his malice
 would prolong4  ,but she sprung to his 
feet1 and1 kneeling there1 pressed her  
eager and passionate kisses rapidly upon
 his garment1 his hands1 nay1 even upon 
the hem of his furred and silken robe4  
8,said ,i in my heart that you were     
cruel8 ,take him1 my beautiful1 my      
bright boy6 ,take him now in his purity6
 ,wo6 that guilt should reach him even  
on his mother's bosom6 ,take him1 and ,i
 will bless you though you trample me to
 the earth6 ,i will pray for you as     
never lip prayed1 though your every word
 be a scorning and a curse4 ,speak those

 dear words again6 ,say1 ere my brain   
fails1 that they deceived me not40  ,he 
stood looking down upon her with a      
surprised and troubled expression4  8,do
 you yield him so readily80  8,ay1 and  
thank ,heaven that ,i may40  8,remember6
 never to reclaim him4 ,never to hear   
him call you mother2 never to look upon 
his baby face or to feel the clinging of
 his arms1 and the pressure of his lips 
upon yours40  8,in mercy--in mercy--ah6 
spare me60  ,he was touched1 even he1   
the cruel and unforgiving1 by the       
helpless agony of that clinging form1   
those faint and gasping words1 but he   
was silent1 and an expression of doubt  
and irresolution crossed his face4  ,his
 offer1 cold and cruel as it was1 had   
been made in scorn1 and he was          
unprepared for acceptance4 ,at last he  
spoke4  8,send the boy to me10 he said1 
pointing at the same time to the door4  
8,send him1 but look that you cross no  
more his path or mine4 ,go60 and as he  
motioned her imperiously away1 the      

suppliant arose and gathering up again  
her long tresses1 and shrouding her face
 beneath her hood1 departed1 with the   
red spot burning on her cheek1 and the  
smile of the martyred within her eye and
 upon her lip4  8,it is ,mrs4 ,clifdon1 
pretty ,mrs4 ,clifdon10 said one of a   
group of gentlemen gathered near1 as she
 passed down the marble steps and left  
forever the door now closed upon her4   
8,what takes her to ,mordaunt's80       
inquired another1 staring after her with
 a rude curiosity1 that quickened her   
steps and made her heart beat with      
apprehension4  8,don't you remember8 ,it
 is an old story4 ,the disinherited     
child of ,philip ,mordaunt1 who ran off 
with a circus-rider some four or five   
years ago4 ,clifdon1 you know1 handsome 
,ned ,clifdon40  8,and has never been   
forgiven80  8,by yon piece of breathing 
marble8 ,never4 ,and she was but a giddy
 spoiled child1 too1 at the time2 only  
sixteen1 more to be pitied than blamed1 
poor thing40  ,on she hurried1 with     

faltering steps2 avoiding the bright and
 crowded thoroughfares1 to seek the more
 gloomy and deserted streets2 thus1     
until she paused before a large and     
gayly ornamented building and opening a 
side-door1 entered1 and closed it behind
 her4 ,passing up the dark and winding  
stair-case with a hasty tread1 she      
paused1 breathless1 before a small room1
 and through its half open door stood   
for a few minutes gazing silently4  ,it 
was a strange scene that she looked     
upon4 ,the apartment1 with its dusky    
walls and discolored floor1 the rude    
form made to serve the purpose of a     
chair1 the rough table1 upon which      
flared the dim and misshapen lamp--all  
seemed to speak the abode of neglect and
 poverty4 ,but tossed upon the floor1   
the table1 and upon the form beside the 
cracked mirror1 lay white and crimson   
plumes1 mock jewels1 that flashed with a
 false glitter beneath the lamp-light1  
gaudy and bespangled dresses1 and       
lastly1 the figure of the actor arrayed 

in his fanciful yet not unbecoming      
attire4  ,he was tall1 yet somewhat     
lightly built1 and the close jacket of  
blue and silver1 with its fringed and   
spangled tunic1 the buck-skin fitted    
tightly around his lower limbs1 the     
sandals donned in lieu of the heavy     
boot1 and laced around the slender and  
well-turned ankle1 exhibited to the     
utmost advantage a wonderful union of   
strength and beauty4 ,a light-blue cap1 
with its waving plumes and sparkling    
ornaments1 lay upon the table beside    
him1 but his head was uncovered1 and    
over the hands1 upon which his face was 
bowed1 fell the raven and glossy curls1 
in almost feminine profusion4  8,ned60  
,he started to his feet1 and clasped in 
his own the little hand that had fallen 
so tremulously upon his shoulder4       
8,dear ,mabel60  ,she smiled in his face
 and strove to speak1 but in vain1 and  
bowing her face upon the hand she held1 
she wept1 long and bitterly4  ,he looked
 upon her with a changing countenance1  

now with an expression of strange1      
half-womanish tenderness within his     
deep-blue eye1 now1 with the deadly     
white of agony settling around his lips1
 and the sharp glance of fear wandering 
to the door and out1 as though it would 
penetrate the dark1 still1 passage1 and 
when he spoke it was in a voice         
tremulous with emotion4  8,speak ,mabel4
 ,did you succeed8 ,is there hope left8 
,for ,god's sake speak60 and clinging to
 his arm for support1 she did speak1    
briefly1 rapidly1 as though every word  
were a pang she sought to spare him4    
,he listened to the whole in silence1   
with his eyes fixed upon her colorless  
face4  8,i looked for nothing more10 he 
said at last4 8,hope did not delay me40 
8,delay you1 ,edward40  8,i mean that ,i
 never built upon it10 he said          
hurriedly1 and averting his eyes1 8,i   
meant but that40  ,she looked upon him  
with a troubled face1 as he paced the   
floor of the little apartment1 and spoke
 again1 but hesitatingly4  8,you will   

give up the boy1 ,edward80  8,i have no 
right to give him a prison roof when a  
better offers10 said ,clifdon bitterly4 
8,he has the ,mordaunt face1 and more of
 the ,mordaunt blood than mine4 ,ay1    
send him1 he might curse me for the love
 that would keep him40  8,hush6 hush6   
dearest3 never talk so wildly4 ,i will  
go to ,brendon1 ,i will kneel again and 
pray for mercy1 for delay4 ,i will walk 
the very streets a beggar till the debt 
is paid4 ,only speak not so4 ,is there  
not hope80  ,he tossed back the bright  
dark hair as though an insufferable     
weight were pressing upon his temples1  
and flinging open a window1 leaned out  
and gasped for breath4 ,when he again   
drew back his face was calm1 but his    
voice sounded with unnatural hollowness4
  8,if ,mark ,brendon sees to-morrow's  
light1 ,mabel1 your husband lies in a   
debtor's prison1 without the means to   
work for his freedom4 ,and he will be   
there forever40  8,not so1 ,clifdon1 ,i 
shall be alone--0 her voice faltered    

despite her efforts1 8unburthened1 and  
,i can work40  8,you10 he said1 abruptly
 pausing before her2 and taking in his  
own her white1 small hands1 he gazed    
upon them with a smile of bitter        
mockery4 8,you would have starved--you  
would starve1 ,mabel1 without a friend  
or a hope in this wide world4 ,you would
 die unheeded at the threshold of him   
you have forsaken for--your husband40   
,she shuddered2 not at his words1 but at
 the strange expression within his eye  
and upon his lip4  8,when ,i took you   
from your palace-home1 ,mabel1 it was   
with the love of a man young in the     
world1 and young in sorrow4 ,now would  
,i give my right hand to place you there
 again4 ,to part from you ,mabel1 never 
more to look upon your face1 or to rest 
upon your bosom and listen to your sweet
 voice1 when my head is throbbing with  
the weariness and tumult of yon accursed
 buffoonery4 ,will you leave me8 ,i bid 
you go40  8,leave you80  8,hark1 ,mabel1
 hark6 ,suppose the hand you clasp and  

wet with your tears1 were double dyed in
 guilt2 that it were red even with the  
blood of murder1 7ay1 shudder and grow  
pale and blench away67 ,if ,i told you  
this1 that ,i was a demon walking hand  
in hand through earth with an angel1    
that ,i had sinned too deeply even to   
meet your eye or to hear your voice1    
would ,i drive you from me80  8,if ,i   
could believe40  8,you would cling to me
 in sorrow1 but not in guilt1 ,mabel10  
he said1 regarding her with a look of   
jealous suspicion4  8,through the       
darkest deeps of shame and misery4 ,i   
will forsake thee only with death6 ,yet1
 oh6 my husband1 wherefore torture me   
thus80  8,because ,i would drive you    
from me10 he said1 with violence the    
more exaggerated because unreal2 8,go1  
woman1 ,i love you not6 ,go6 back to    
your home6 ,away from one you burthen   
and weary60  ,she looked at him for an  
instant doubtingly1 but his brows were  
gathered into a heavy frown1 and his    
eyes from beneath their long lashes     

flashed fire upon her4 ,with a low moan 
she sunk fainting at his feet4  8,i have
 done my duty10 he murmured1 as he      
raised her tenderly in his arms and     
kissed1 again and again1 her damp cheek 
and forehead1 8she would not leave      
me--,god is my witness there4 ,dear     
,mabel6 my own sweet wife6 hark how ,i  
unsay those cruel words40  ,she replied 
not1 but raised her eyes to his1 and in 
that one look of unutterable affection  
he read how futile had been his effort1 
how mighty a thing is love4  ,a bell    
rang below1 and at the same moment a    
footstep was heard in the passage1 and a
 child sprung into the room1 and to     
,mabel's side4  8,i must go10 said      
,clifdon1 starting4 8,lock the door1 and
 remain here until ,i return to take you
 home4 ,phil1 stay with your mother40   
8,let me go10 said the boy1 pressing to 
his side1 and playing with the silver   
fringe of his tunic4 8,let me see you   
ride ,white ,fleeta once more around the
 ring--only once4 ,ah1 mamma1 it is so  

beautiful60  8,no1 no60 said ,clifdon1  
impatiently4 8,it is no place for you4  
,come1 come1 ,i must go40  8,bring me   
down1 then1 where ,mark is on the       
swing10 persisted the little one1       
coaxingly4 8,let me see ,mark swing40   
,a dark cloud swept over his father's   
face1 and extricating his dress with a  
smothered imprecation1 he turned toward 
the door4  8,lend me your knife1 then10 
said ,philip1 springing forward and     
again grasping his dress2 and throwing  
it hastily to the petitioner1 ,clifdon  
hurried down stairs4  ,he flung open the
 door of an apartment in the lower      
passage1 and striding through without a 
glance at the gayly-bedizened throng    
there assembled1 led forward a powerful 
white mare that stood saddled and       
bridled1 and appeared to busy himself   
with its glittering trappings4  8,how   
now1 ,captain ,ned1 gallant ,captain    
,ned10 said one1 advancing from the     
group with a jeering smile and a        
grotesque bow4 8,i looked to ,white     

,fleeta myself1 and you are pulling to  
pieces my work without mercy40  8,her   
throat-latch is too tight10 said        
,clifdon1 bending over the animal till  
the long plumes of his cap swept its    
glossy mane4  ,but the clown1 for such  
was the post the first speaker held in  
the company1 pressed yet closer1 and    
attempted to touch the small ears that  
were now laid angrily back4  8,you fret 
her10 said ,clifdon1 impatiently2 8stand
 aside40  ,the man winced in affected   
terror1 and springing back1 crouched1   
panting and fanning himself with his    
large hat1 twisting his features        
meanwhile into a grimace that elicited  
shouts of laughter from his companions4 
,placed above the mass of his profession
 by education1 and somewhat by birth1   
,clifdon was1 of course1 to many1 an    
object of jealousy2 and although none   
dared to come forward singly1 all       
willingly encouraged and sided with     
their comrade4  8,we look sad to-night1 
gallant ,captain ,ned10 he said1        

advancing again with an affected shuffle
 and a sidelong movement4 8,are we in   
love1 or in debt2 or has the pretty bird
 that we lock up so carefully flown off 
to a golden cage80  8,peace10 said      
,clifdon1 turning toward his tormentor  
with so black a frown that he started   
and changed countenance4 8,peace1 fool60
  8,you have given me my title10 said   
the other1 with a mock bow and a smile  
where rage and malice badly             
counterfeited mirth4 8,i am not ashamed 
of my profession1 handsome ,captain     
,ned40  8,come1 come10 said a third1    
advancing slowly1 8stand back ,tom10 to 
the clown1 8the captain and ,i have some
 business matters to arrange40  8,ay1   
ay10 said the person addressed1 with a  
significant wink2 and crossing the room 
by a succession of somersets1 he        
disappeared through the opposite door4  
,the last comer was a short and         
slightly-built man1 clad from head to   
foot in buck-skin1 save for the scarlet 
and gold garment that girded around his 

waist1 was fastened at each knee by a   
garter and clasp of some brilliant      
material4 ,his hair1 instead of flowing 
in the long1 loose curls affected by    
most of his companions1 had been shorn  
close to the head1 leaving exposed the  
low and sensual formation of the        
forehead1 and the large ears1 that1     
flapping and shapeless1 hung forward    
like those of an animal4 ,the flat nose1
 the high cheek-bones2 the thick and    
habitually up-curved lips1 the small1   
gray eye lurking beneath its            
over-hanging brow1 and1 above all1 the  
extraordinary length of the arms1 gave  
to this remarkable person more the      
appearance of a species of the monkey   
tribe than of a human being4  8,the     
money1 ,ned2 ,i swear ,i will wait no   
longer40  8,to-morrow10 said ,clifdon1  
hoarsely1 and bending as if to tighten  
the saddle-girth4  8,on your word80     
repeated ,brendon1 for it was he1 with a
 glance of incredulity4  8,ay--begone60 
,the other turned upon his heel with a  

prolonged whistle1 and ,clifdon1        
vaulting into the saddle1 awaited the   
signal for his appearance4              
,,chapter ,,ii4  ,once1 twice1 thrice   
around the ring on the flying steed1    
with foot scarce resting on the gilded  
saddle1 and hand from which the silken  
rein hung slack and unguiding4 ,and with
 clapping and shouts of admiration the  
people hailed their favorite1 who bowed1
 and raised his plumed cap1 and smiled  
as though no breath of care or passion  
had ever dimmed the lustre of his       
sparkling beauty4  ,again1 again around 
the ring1 and with a bound over the     
light barrier1 ,white ,fleeta and her   
rider disappeared amid the vociferous   
plaudits of the crowd2 and springing    
from the saddle1 ,clifdon flung himself 
upon a chair1 panting and exhausted1    
with his lips working1 and his hands    
clasped upon his closed eyes4  ,a laugh 
at some gay witticism1 and a roar of    
applause from the multitude as ,mark    
,brendon entered4 ,clifdon started from 

his seat1 and partially drawing the red 
curtain1 stood and looked out quivering1
 and yet gazing as if fixed by some     
horrid fascination4  ,at some distance  
from the ground1 and secured by strong  
iron hooks to the ceiling hung a thick  
rope-swing1 into which1 mounting on his 
companion's shoulders1 ,brendon was     
about to vault4 ,when1 supported by the 
herculean strength of the clown1 he     
shook it1 as if to prove the fidelity of
 that to which his life was to be       
intrusted1 the form of that unseen      
watcher swayed like a reed1 and the     
moisture gathered and rolled in thick   
drops from his brow and lip4  ,a vault1 
a shout from the crowd1 and ,brendon was
 fixed securely in the swing1 that      
already moved slowly to and fro4 ,and   
with eyes of horrible eagerness1 with   
grinding teeth1 and hands so madly      
clinched that the nails1 unheeded1 were 
driven into the flesh1 ,clifdon bent    
forward his head and gazed4  ,it was as 
though a species of insanity possessed  

him4  ,lazily the rope swung to and fro4
  ,suddenly its motion quickened4 ,then 
faster and faster1 until with frightful 
velocity the swinger dashed from the    
opposite extremities of the room with a 
force that brought him almost in contact
 with the lofty ceiling4 ,stimulated    
alternately by the deafening plaudits1  
the silent terror of the gazers1 his    
efforts became each moment more         
tremendous4  ,now he swung1 supported   
only by one clinging hand2 now suddenly 
suspended by his feet1 while a shriek of
 horror mimicked by the grinning clown1 
rang from some quarter of the wide      
apartment4  8,frightful60 exclaimed a   
bystander4  ,and as she spoke1 with the 
hideous speed of a ball dashed from the 
cannon's mouth1 the body of the actor   
was hurled1 once against the gilded     
chandelier1 once against the painted    
walls of the saloon1 and then1 with a   
dull rebound to the earth1 where it lay 
still and breathless1 while the rope to 
which it yet hung fell1 severed1 beside 

it4  ,no one spoke1 no one moved4 ,each 
seemed transfixed with unutterable      
horror4 ,then from the awful silence1 as
 if to break its spell1 arose a shriek1 
shrill and piercing4  ,and leaping      
hurriedly from the boxes1 and over the  
surrounding barriers1 with exclamations 
and bursts of smothered horror1 the     
multitude pressed around the prostrate  
form4  ,they raised it and looked upon  
it4 ,a ghastly sight6 ,from the glaring 
and upturned eye2 from the distorted    
form1 life seemed to have departed2 but 
through the blue lips oozed slowly a    
purple foam1 and across the brow a      
single vein grew black and knotted1 and 
worked like a reptile in its            
death-agony4  8,it is all over10        
whispered a bystander1 as even this     
lothesome motion ceased2 and his words  
were passed from mouth to mouth in      
murmurs that scarcely broke the silence 
into which the crowd again had hushed4  
,there1 from his lurking place1 still   
gazed the husband of ,mabel ,clifdon2   

but his form no longer swayed and       
quivered1 and his face was like marble4 
,only from beneath his bent brows shot a
 strange and terrible fire4  ,it was as 
though a demon had entered the          
sculptured form of an angel1 and        
concealed beneath its beauty1 betrayed  
only through the insensible eyes1 the   
baleful hideousness of his presence4    
,the crowd began to disperse1 at first  
singly1 and then in whispering groups1  
but he stirred not2 some one even       
shouted his name1 but he stood without  
the power to move4  ,something brushed  
against his shoulder1 and a low neigh   
sounded thrillingly in his ear4 ,he     
turned1 and with her large1 dark1 half  
human eyes fixed upon him1 ,white       
,fleeta stood beside her master4  ,it   
seemed as if that gentle and tender gaze
 had suddenly broken the fearful spell  
that bound him1 for flinging himself to 
the earth with a burst of passion1      
,clifdon lay there1 convulsed and       
agonized1 while the animal that his     

hands had ever fed1 and that loved him  
as it is in the nature of its generous  
kind to love1 knelt by his side1 and    
with a soft moan1 rubbed her glossy head
 against his shoulder4  ,again his name 
was shouted1 and springing to his feet1 
he stood for a few minutes struggling   
with mighty efforts to regain his       
composure2 and then1 deadly pale1 but   
calm1 drew back the curtain1 and once   
more entered the saloon4  ,the crowd had
 utterly dispersed1 but the body of the 
dead man had been stretched upon a form 
which several of the company were       
bearing to the door4  8,lend us a hand1 
,clifdon10 said the voice that had      
before summoned him1 8you are the       
strongest of us40  8,not ,i10 said      
,clifdon1 turning away to conceal the   
spasm that distorted his features4 8,i  
saw the whole--,i am shaken with        
horror40  ,there was something in his   
voice that silenced them1 for1 without  
further remonstrance1 they passed on1   
leaving him standing alone with the     

clown4  8,it is horrible60 said         
,clifdon1 in a low tone1 and with a     
shudder4  8,horrible60 echoed the       
jester4 ,then1 after a pause1 raising   
his eyes with a steady gaze1 he         
continued4 8,the rope broke1 it seems4  
,this strong rope--incredible60  ,the   
other replied not4  8,you are freed from
 your debt1 ,captain ,ned10 resumed the 
clown1 playing carelessly1 as he spoke1 
with the broken rope4 8,you are safe    
now40  8,name it not10 said ,clifdon    
hoarsely1 and turning away4  ,an        
exclamation from his companion called   
him back4  8,it is strange10 said the   
clown intently examining the ragged     
piece of rope4 8,here is a drop of      
blood--a single drop of blood2 just     
where it was broken off near the        
ceiling4 ,how came it here80  8,it fell 
from the body10 whispered ,clifdon4     
8,the body did not bleed1 except at the 
mouth1 where the blood was mixed with   
froth1 and could not leave so dark a    
stain40  8,you are swelling a trifle    

into importance10 said ,clifdon1        
impatiently4 8,the spot may be accounted
 for in a thousand ways2 it may not even
 be blood40  ,his companion did not     
reply1 but threw aside the rope as if   
convinced4 ,suddenly he stooped and     
raised from the ground some glittering  
substance that had apparently fallen    
from it4  8,what is it80 asked ,clifdon4
  8,nothing2 a silver fringe1 or a      
spangle1 ,i believe10 said the other1   
calmly4 ,then1 with a rapid glance1     
8,you have cut your finger1 gallant     
,captain ,ned40  8,a trifle10 said      
,clifdon1 hastily1 but coloring as he   
spoke4 8,i cut it with some of ,white   
,fleeta's showy trappings1 and it bleeds
 afresh40 ,and turning upon his heel1 he
 strode from the saloon4                
,,chapter ,,iii4  ,fifteen years had    
elapsed since the occurrence of the     
incidents recorded in my last chapter1  
when a company of circus-riders took up 
their abode for the night in a village  
of one of our northern states4 ,it was  

late in the autumn1 and after having    
satisfactorily disposed of their baggage
 and horses1 most of the travelers were 
glad to find refuge in the spacious     
bar-room of the village tavern1 where   
the blaze that roared and crackled up   
the wide chimney1 seemed in its         
cheerfulness almost a sufficient        
recompense for the day's journey4       
,chilled by the evening air1 wearied by 
their dreary march1 and little inclined 
at any time to be regardful of ceremony1
 each of the party had chosen the       
position most conducive to his own      
comfort2 and while some occupied the    
settees and arm-chairs dispersed around 
the apartment1 their companions         
stretched themselves upon the floor and 
round the glowing hearth4  ,apart from  
them1 and reading1 or affecting to read1
 for1 although he had held the volume   
for many minutes1 the page remained     
unturned1 sat one who by word nor look  
took part in their merriment4 ,with his 
arm resting on the little table beside  

him1 and his eyes shaded by the hand1   
over which had fallen a profusion of    
dark silvered curls1 he kept his eye    
immovably upon his book1 and neither    
looked up nor stirred4  8,look at       
,clifdon10 said one of the company1 to  
his companions1 8he is in his dark mood 
to-night40  8,he is ever gloomy10 said  
the person addressed4  8,true10 returned
 the first speaker1 8he has never been  
the same since the death of his pretty  
wife4 ,let me see1 that was fifteen     
years ago1 soon after ,mark ,brendon was
 killed40  8,ned was one of the same    
company80  8,ay1 ay4 ,you should have   
seen us then4 ,i was clown1 with limbs a
 trifle lighter than now2 and           
,clifdon--as ,i said1 he has never been 
the same since her death40  8,she left  
but one child80  8,you mistake1 she died
 in giving birth to pretty ,lilia2 but  
there was a son1 who was sent to old    
,mordaunt4 ,little ,phil2 he must almost
 be of age now40  ,the noise made by a  
vehicle dashing rapidly up to the       

tavern-door arrested their attention1   
and the conversation was suspended4     
,there was a sound of heavy boots       
ringing upon the stone pavements as the 
travelers sprung to the ground1 a loud  
barking1 and then a voice1 whose deep   
bass was like the reverberation of      
distant thunder1 was heard exclaiming1  
8,down1 ,pedro6 ,ho1 there6 ,down close6
 ,back to6 ,unbuckle the leash1         
,philip40  ,then the voice of the host1 
like the yelp of a puppy after the growl
 of a mastiff4 8,fire1 gentlemen8 ,yes1 
fire in the bar-room4 ,this way1 this   
way40  ,the door was flung open1 and a  
man advanced in life1 but of almost     
gigantic height and proportions1 entered
 the room4 ,a heavy furred over-coat was
 tightly buttoned across his broad      
chest1 and the black hunting-cap1 which 
he had disdained to remove1 shaded a    
brow1 white and massive as a slab of    
marble4 ,upon his shoulder rested a     
superbly finished rifle1 and from the   
flaps of his surcoat-pocket protruded   

the silver handle of his hunting-knife4 
,he was followed by a handsome youth of 
about twenty1 who1 as he entered1 shook 
the moisture from his over-coat1 and    
lifting his cap1 brushed off the snow   
that had powdered the shining sable of  
his hair4 ,two powerful hounds1 of a    
rare and foreign breed1 sprung before   
him and secured their places by the     
hearth1 shaking vigorously as they      
passed1 the water from their chilled    
limbs upon those around them4  8,room   
here60 said the elder stranger1         
imperiously2 and they whom he addressed1
 intimidated1 though resentful1 moved   
back1 while the new comers drew their   
chairs before the fire4  ,a dead silence
 had succeeded their boisterous mirth1  
and while the elder of the sportsmen sat
 wrapped in thought1 his young          
companion1 with a countenance expressive
 of the most extreme ennui1 occupied    
himself alternately by pushing with his 
boot the logs that1 when disturbed1 sent
 a torrent of bright sparks crackling up

 the chimney1 and by teasing the drowsy 
hounds stretched beside him4  ,still    
apparently intent upon his book1 but    
gazing earnestly upon the twain through 
his parted fingers1 sat ,edward         
,clifdon4  ,at last the elder stranger  
spoke1 but in ,german1 to his companion4
 8,i have decided1 ,philip10 he said1   
abruptly4 8,you are young--too young2   
yet ,i leave you your own master4 ,i    
give my consent to your marriage some   
few years hence1 with the woman you have
 chosen1 and chosen1 ,i trust1 wisely40 
8,a thousand1 thousand thanks1 my dear  
father10 began the youth1 with          
animation2 but ,mordaunt1 for it was he1
 checked him4  8,thanks6 yes1 that ,i   
have decided in accordance with your    
wishes10 he said1 bitterly2 8but had it 
been otherwise--how then1 ,philip80     
,his companion spoke not1 but looked    
deeply hurt4  8,i have seen enough of   
filial disobedience10 said ,mordaunt1   
rising as he spoke1 8to be doubtful with
 regard to the result2 but we will let  

that pass4 ,nay1 no thanks1 if you      
please2 ,i am weary1 and you know how ,i
 detest a scene4 ,good night60 ,and     
striding hastily across the room1 he    
retired4  ,his grandson1 or1 as ,philip 
,clifdon had been taught to believe     
himself1 his son1 did not follow1 but   
falling back in his chair1 and planting 
his feet upon the broad hearth1         
abandoned himself to vague and delicious
 revery4  ,the constraint which the     
presence of ,mordaunt had imposed1 wore 
off with his disappearance1 until       
,philip1 disturbed by the loud voices   
and ringing laughter of those around1   
roused himself1 and addressed a few     
words to him who has been announced as  
the former clown of the little company4 
,clifdon had disappeared4  ,in the      
course of conversation with this man1   
young ,clifdon1 or rather ,mordaunt1 for
 he bore the name of his supposed       
parent1 had occasion to draw forth and  
open his pen-knife4 ,a singular dilation
 of the eye1 a sudden flush upon the    

countenance of his companion1 arrested  
his attention1 but was forgotten1 as the
 ex-clown1 recovering his composure1    
quietly observed1  8,that is a curious  
blade--will you let me examine it80     
,young ,mordaunt resigned it carelessly 
into his hands1 remarking1 8,it is a    
knife ,i seldom use1 but having lost    
that ,i ordinarily carry1 ,i have been  
obliged to bring it forward40  8,it is  
an old-fashioned piece of work10 said   
,garvin1 for such was his name1         
earnestly examining it4 8,i think ,i    
have seen it before40  8,i value it as  
one that has been in my possession from 
my childhood10 returned ,philip4 8,it   
has served me trustily40  8,here is a   
broken point10 said ,garvin1 opening a  
second blade4 8,what a pity60  8,it has 
been broken ever since my remembrance10 
returned the other4  ,as he spoke1 his  
companion rising1 either accidentally1  
or1 as ,philip afterward suspected1 from
 design1 managed to catch with his foot 
the leg of a table upon which a group of

 his companions had arranged their      
smoking glasses4 ,it was overthrown2 and
 after the confusion this created had in
 a measure subsided1 ,mordaunt looked in
 vain for the author of the mischief4   
,he had vanished1 and with him the      
borrowed knife4  8,so much for my       
confounded carelessness10 said the      
youth1 internally1 as half vexed1 half  
amused1 he left the bar-room4 8,i will  
see to this to-morrow2 but not to-night1
 not to-night40 ,and why 8not to-night0 
might have been explained by the dreams 
that floated through his brain1 as      
beneath the moon that shone brightly in 
the now cloudless sky1 he paced to and  
fro upon the broad piazza of the inn4   
,,chapter ,,iv4  ,upon a couch1 in one  
corner of a mean apartment1 with folded 
arms and a countenance livid with       
despair1 sat ,edward ,clifdon2 and      
before him1 with an exulting smile1     
stood the man who had so dexterously    
escaped during the confusion in the     
bar-room4  8,it is as ,i tell you1      

,clifdon10 he said1 8the proofs are in  
my possession4 ,see you now4 ,the drop  
of blood and your wounded finger2 the   
broken point which fell from the twist  
of the rope1 and which tallies exactly  
with the knife found in the possession  
of your own son--the knife ,i have seen 
you use a hundred times2 the money due  
from you to the murdered man2 your      
previous quarrel4 ,truly as that ,i now 
stand before you1 ,edward ,clifdon1 it  
was your hand that tampered with the    
swing from which ,mark ,brendon fell to 
meet his death40  ,huge drops gathered  
upon the brow of the wretched man1 but  
no words fell from his blanched and     
quivering lips4  8,it was the horror of 
that thought that killed your wife10    
pursued his tormentor4 8,i knew it2 ,i  
needed no further proof4 ,but you are in
 my power now1 mine enemy40  8,do as you
 will10 said ,clifdon1 gradually        
recovering from the shock inflicted by  
this sudden and terrific accusation1 and
 speaking with a remnant of his ancient 

pride4 8,if years of anguish and        
remorse1 and the loss of her who was    
dearer than life's self1 be not         
sufficient punishment1 death has none   
darker40  8,brave words60 said ,garvin1 
sneering4 8,will you stand up in the    
open court1 to be branded as a murderer8
 ,will you receive the penalty the law  
awards your crime80  8,man60 said       
,edward ,clifdon1 sternly1 and raising  
his shaken form from the couch upon     
which he had fallen1 8,i tell you that  
in one moment of remorse1 one glance to 
the dark past1 there may be more horror 
than in all the shame and agony of the  
hangman's rope2 and if by my death ,i   
may expiate before human eyes the sin   
that ,i have repented before my ,god1 ,i
 tell thee1 ,i will meet it1 and never  
tremble40  8,and your children80        
returned the other1 with a sardonic     
smile4 8,your little ,lilia1 and your   
boy1 with his haughty brow and curling  
lip8 ,think you they will not die for   
shame8 ,a goodly heritage would you     

leave them60  ,clifdon bowed his face   
upon his hands and groaned aloud4       
8,revenge for me60 pursued his          
companion1 tauntingly4 8,revenge1 to    
heap ashes upon the head of the old man 
who looked scorn upon me to-night6      
,revenge1 to humble the gay youth who   
has already learned his pride6 ,revenge1
 to see the beauty ,i covet cast        
friendless upon the world1 and perchance
 within my reach60  ,with a wild cry    
,clifdon threw himself at his feet4     
8,spare me60 he said2 8spare them6 ,by  
the heaven above us1 ,i swear1 that from
 this moment ,i will be your slave6     
,see1 ,i kneel to you1 mine enemy6 ,i   
will crouch beneath your feet2 ,i will  
beg for you1 toil for you2 ,i will bind 
myself to you1 body and soul--only spare
 them60  8,no6--never6 never60  8,hark1 
man6 ,if you have a human soul1 listen  
to me6 ,when ,i did the deed1 it was to 
save my wife1 my child from starvation1 
from madness4 ,i thought not of myself1 
,garvin2 by the great ,god1 ,i did not6 

,and by the loss of the child ,i loved1 
of the wife for whom ,i had periled my  
soul2 by years of lone remorse and agony
 ,i was punished4 ,pity me6 ,pity       
them--the boy with her sweet eyes and   
her smiling lips2 the child she left me 
on her death-bed--my little ,lilia6 ,oh1
 mercy6 mercy60  ,like the shriek of a  
damned spirit thrilled those last words4
  8,give me ,lilia10 said ,garvin1      
eagerly1 and bending forward4           
8,monster60 shouted ,clifdon1 springing 
to his feet4 8,name her not1 lest1      
tempted to a second crime1 ,i strangle  
thee on the spot6 ,to thee--thee8 ,my   
pure1 my pretty ,lilia8 ,sooner let her 
lie before me1 with her winding sheet   
about her6 ,to thee8 ,off1 monster6     
,off1 hell-hound--off60  ,intimidated1  
,garvin retreated1 but with outstretched
 arms his victim followed4 ,one moment  
more1 and with the blood gushing from   
his mouth and distended nostril1 he had 
fallen to the floor4 ,the tempest of    
passion had proved too much for a frame 

already long shaken by fear and anguish2
 and as ,garvin1 horror-stricken1 raised
 him to the couch1 life seemed almost   
extinct4  ,a physician was called in1   
whose remedies stopped the immediate    
flow of blood1 but who attempted to give
 no hope of recovery4 ,ere he left the  
room1 however1 the senses of his patient
 returned4  8,clear the room10 he said1 
in a low voice to ,garvin1 8and call    
them both4 ,if you are not fiend1 do    
this40  ,his orders were obeyed1 and    
marveling at the summons1 young         
,mordaunt shortly after followed his    
grandfather to the room of the dying    
man4  ,a single lamp cast its dull rays 
through the deserted apartment upon the 
deathly face of him who1 with livid and 
muttering lips1 and glassy1 upturned    
eyes1 seemed uttering his last prayer to
 the unknown ,god1 unto whose throne his
 spirit was fleeting4 ,but rarely       
beautiful amid the gloom and horror of  
that desolate chamber1 radiantly fair as
 a single star shining through the      

hideous rack of the tempest1 knelt by   
the bedside1 a girl--a child of fifteen 
summers2 and with her hands clasped1 and
 the braids and curls of pale-brown hair
 showering from her upraised face1 upon 
the folds of her white night-robe1 she  
looked up fearlessly1 as though through 
the dark-stained roof1 she gazed1 amid  
the blue above1 up into the mercy-seat  
of heaven4  ,and ever and anon the dying
 man tossed upon his bed1 muttering with
 ghastly lips1 8,pray for me1 ,lilia2   
thy lips are pure--pray60 and the child 
prayed earnestly4  ,a slight movement of
 those without attracted his attention1 
and raising himself in his bed with     
reviving strength1 he beckoned the elder
 ,mordaunt to his side4  8,this is      
death10 he murmured1 8terrible1 terrible
 death6 ,look upon it1 old man1 and     
refuse1 if you can1 the mercy my ,god   
will not deny me60  8,what would you    
with me80 said ,mordaunt1 moving        
restlessly4 8,what would you1 ,edward   
,clifdon1 for ,i know you now80         

8,mercy1 mercy60 said the dying man4    
8,you cursed her that she clung to me1  
and ,i pray for your forgiveness4 ,let  
me bear your pardon to her whither ,i   
go40  8,is she then dead80 said         
,mordaunt1 quickly4  8,thank ,god that  
,i may say it6 ,thank ,god1 save for    
,lilia's sake60  8,and ,lilia10 said    
,mordaunt1 after a deep pause4  8,her   
child1 her last-born1 who is even now at
 my side4 ,and for her1 and for her     
only1 would ,i supplicate60 ,as he      
spoke1 he would have thrown himself from
 his bed1 but his companion forcibly    
withheld him4  8,kneel not to me60 he   
said1 sternly4 8,my forgiveness is      
yours2 but ,i have sworn1 and my oath   
may not be broken4 ,kneel not to me40   
,but as he spoke1 his eye wandered      
toward his grandson4  8,it shall never  
pass my lips10 said ,clifdon1 eagerly1  
and catching that roving glance4 8,he   
shall never hear from me1 and ,lilia    
knows it not40  ,mordaunt understood    
him4 8,call him10 he said1 turning away4

 8,i forbid you not40 ,and ,philip1     
summoned1 advanced1 wondering1 to the   
bedside4  ,but as ,clifdon gazed upon   
the face of him he yearned to clasp to  
his bosom and call his son1 speech      
utterly deserted him1 and with a face of
 anguish and wringing hands1 he could   
only point to the crouching form beside 
him1 and the bright head that was now   
buried amid the drapery of the couch4   
,and over the soul of the young man     
there seemed to come a vague and        
singular remembrance2 and pressing his  
hand upon his brow1 he stood like one   
who strives to recall a bygone thought  
that ever1 despite his efforts1 eludes  
his grasp4  ,clifdon was the first to   
break this dangerous silence4  8,lilia60
 he said1 and she raised her face1 no   
longer rapt and beaming1 but pallid as  
his own1 and deluged with her flowing   
tears4  8,we are strangers10 said       
,clifdon1 turning to ,philip1 and       
speaking with difficulty1 8nevertheless1
 as the ear of ,god is open alike to    

all1 so may one of his creatures in the 
extremity of need1 call upon his fellow4
 ,i call upon you now1 as you value the 
mercy of that ,god1 to be merciful40    
8,speak on10 said ,philip1 with emotion1
 and bending over the lowly couch4      
8,look at my child60 said ,clifdon1 with
 a cry of anguish2 8on the child ,i have
 kept pure as the spirit of her mother6 
,look upon her4 ,shall she be cast upon 
the wide world to eat the bread of shame
 or starve80  ,with a quivering lip the 
youth averted his eyes4  8,take her1 oh1
 take her60 murmured the dying man4     
8,she is yours6 be unto her as a        
brother6 ,save her1 ,i pray you6 ,snatch
 my lamb from the jaws of the wolf60    
,still hesitating1 ,philip raised his   
eyes to his grandfather's face4  8,i    
leave you free10 said ,mordaunt1 in a   
voice hoarse with emotion2 8be it as you
 will40  ,with a sudden impulse1 the    
young man bent down and raised in his   
arms the light and childish form4 ,but  
she struggled for freedom4  8,ah6 no1   

no60 she shrieked1 8,i will go with     
thee1 my father60  8,lilia--child--in   
mercy6--you harrow my soul60  ,instantly
 she was motionless1 but her face became
 like death1 as it rested on the bosom  
of her supporter1 and from beneath her  
delicate lids the large tears stole     
silently4  ,deeper and more labored     
became the respiration of the dying man2
 and as the agony of death wrung the    
drops from his working brow1 he murmured
 unconsciously her name4  ,in a moment  
she was at his side1 with her small arms
 clasped across his heaving chest1 and  
her eyes turned eagerly upon his face4  
8,lilia6 my precious one--my child6 her 
blessing1 not mine1 rest upon thee60    
8,thine6 thine1 my father6--,leave me   
thine60  ,he raised himself in his bed1 
and with her little hands clasped in his
 own1 spoke solemnly1 and in a firm     
voice4  8,not with the lips of purity1  
not with the heart of the upright man   
may ,i invoke a blessing on thee1 my    
,lilia4 ,but if love1 perfect love1 that

 has never known chill or change2 that  
has kept thee inviolate in the midst of 
guilt1 and lovely1 though surrounded by 
corruption--if such can win a smile from
 ,heaven1 it is thine40  ,his head sunk 
lower and lower1 until it rested upon   
her innocent brow1 and upon her shining 
curls4 ,suddenly she started with a     
piteous cry4  8,he is cold6 he is dead6 
,leave me not yet1 oh1 my father60 and  
lifeless as the corse beside her1 the   
orphan fell to the ground4  ,yet a few  
days1 and ,philip ,mordaunt1 strong in  
the hopes of youth and love1 passed     
forever from the house of death4        
,unconscious that the little being1     
whose fair head rested upon his bosom1  
and whose welfare he had sworn to guard 
with a brother's love1 possessed indeed 
a sister's claim2 unconscious that his  
presence had soothed the dying hour of a
 parent2 unconscious how nearly he had  
been sent forth branded as the son of a 
felon4 ,thus tread we ever blindly amid 
the precipices of our fate4             

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99                                      
,,bird-,,notes4                         
,,by ,,wm4 ,h4 ,c4 ,,hosmer4       ,yea1
 the stork in the heaven knoweth her    
appointed times2 and     the turtle1 and
 the crane and the swallow1 observe the 
time of     their coming4 ,,jer4 ,c4    
,,vii4 ,v4 #g4      ,,the stork in      
heaven knoweth       ,her own appointed 
time1     ,and like an arrow goeth      
,back to our colder clime3     ,the     
turtle1 crane and swallow       ,come1  
on unerring wing1     ,when northern    
hill and hollow       ,bask in the light
 of ,spring4      ,but we1 endowed with 
reason1       ,cannot foreknow the      
hour--     ,the sweet1 appointed season 
,for bursting of ,hope's flower2        
,when near the glad fruition       ,of  
toil that worked annoy--     ,when      
sorrow's drear condition       ,gives   
place to heart-felt joy4      ,lo6      
blighting frost encroaches       ,on    
,autumn's sad domain1     ,and ,winter  

wild approaches       ,to end his feeble
 reign3     ,the birds of passage gather
       ,and fly across the wave1        
,their guide a ,heavenly ,father1       
,omnipotent to save2      ,but man1 with
 reason gifted1       ,cannot the hour  
foreknow     ,when ,hope's bright       
curtain lifted       ,reveals a waste of
 wo2     ,when clouds send lightning    
flashes       ,our idols to consume1    
,and dreams1 resolved to ashes1         
,are scattered on his tomb4             
99        99        99        99        
99                          ,,the ,,dawn
 ,,of ,,the ,,hundred ,,days4           
,,by ,r4 ,j4 ,,de ,,cordova4   ,,the    
evening of a cold and stormy day in     
,february had just set in1 when a       
traveling carriage of rather a better   
order than usual arrived at the gates of
 the large and populous town of ,l----1 
in the south of ,france4 ,the horses    
were covered with foam1 and hung their  
heads with that jaded appearance of     
fatigue which tells of the labors of a  

long and hasty journey4 ,the postillion 
presented the anomalous appearance of a 
dispirited ,frenchman4 ,drenched to the 
skin1 and bespattered with mud1 he      
descended from his seat on the near     
horse1 and ejaculating with considerable
 fervor that pithy monosyllable 8peste60
 which ,sterne has rendered famous1 he  
opened the door of the vehicle for the  
travelers to alight4  ,the interior of  
the carriage was occupied by two men1 of
 whom this elder might be               
five-and-thirty years of age1 and the   
younger nineteen4 ,the one was a        
handsome1 bold-looking1 tall man1 with  
rather large black moustaches1 and eyes 
of the same color2 the younger had soft 
and delicate features1 much more        
effeminate than manly1 but prepossessing
 and attractive1 with blue eyes1        
delicate brown moustaches and whiskers1 
and dark brown hair4 ,the younger of the
 travelers awoke as the carriage        
stopped1 and called to the other in a   
delicate and musical voice1 which quite 

accorded with his juvenile appearance1  
8,rouse up1 ,pierre2 we are already at  
,l40 ,the sleeper awoke at the summons1 
and motioning his companion to be       
silent1 bade the postillion call the    
sergeant of the guard1 and request him  
to attend at the door of the carriage1  
in order to viser the passports1 as the 
travelers were invalids whom it would be
 dangerous to remove4 ,the boy did as he
 was desired1 and in a few moments      
returned with the officer of the guard1 
who bore a huge sword in one hand and a 
lantern in the other4  8,bon soir1      
,monsieur l'officier10 said the elder   
traveler4  8,bon soir1 ,monsieur le     
voyageur10 returned the other drily4    
8,do you know the reason1 ,m4           
l'officier1 why ,i have come to ,l480   
asked ,m4 ,pierre4  8,dame60 replied the
 officer1 8how should ,i know why you   
have come to ,l48 ,my business is to see
 that your passports are correct1 if you
 please1 and ,i will trouble you to show
 them to me as early as you can make it 

convenient to do so1 for standing in the
 rain does not benefit the              
constitution40  8,i am sorry10 returned 
the traveler1 8that you have so little  
curiosity1 my friend2 but as you will   
not ask me the question1 ,i will give   
you the reason of my own accord4 ,i came
 here because ,i knew that ,jacques     
,lapin would be the officer on guard    
to-night1 and would allow me to pass    
even if he suspected my disguise40      
8,diable60 shouted the other--8,eh6     
pardieu6 no man knows me by that name   
except my former colonel1 ,monsieur     
,desart10 and he looked up in the face  
of his visiter by the light of the      
lantern which he held in his hand4      
8,ventrebleu6 it is indeed he1 and the  
other must be--0  8,silence60           
interrupted the colonel4 8,here are the 
passports1 let them be vises directly40 
,the alacrity with which the order was  
obeyed manifested some authority on the 
one hand1 and no small amount of        
obedience on the other4 ,in considerably

 less time than usual the passports were
 returned to the travelers1 the gloomy  
postillion mounted to his former perch1 
and the carriage slowly rumbled through 
the ill-paved1 ill-lighted1 and         
otherwise ill-appointed town of ,l4     
,until they reached the hotel neither of
 the travelers could trust himself to   
speak4 ,the victory over impending      
danger and the present sense of security
 were too much for words4 ,but as soon  
as the door of the double-bedded room   
which they had ordered had closed upon  
them1 they threw themselves into each   
other's arms1 and sunk on their knees   
together in gratitude for their         
deliverance4  ,colonel ,desart had risen
 from a very humble rank in a foot      
regiment to be its colonel4 ,he in a    
great measure owed his promotion to     
courage1 excellent military judgment1   
and that admirable savoir-faire which is
 peculiarly characteristic of an        
educated ,frenchman4 ,he was1           
nevertheless1 indebted for much of the  

signal good fortune which attended his  
rise to the partiality of the emperor4  
,napoleon1 who was a profound believer  
in physiognomy1 and who moreover prided 
himself on being an almost infallible   
physiognomist1 imagined that he could   
discover marks of great fidelity in the 
lineaments of ,desart's visage1 and     
trusted him accordingly4 ,nor was he    
mistaken2 for ,desart was ever grateful 
for the patronage bestowed1 and the     
kindness which was manifested toward    
him4  ,it was owing to this partiality  
that ,desart had been able to intercede 
successfully with the emperor for the   
life of ,jacques ,lapin1 who had once   
been condemned to be shot1 for a frolick
 which might have been attended with    
serious consequences4 ,nothing would    
please ,m4 ,jacques ,lapin1 private of  
the --th foot1 on the evening before    
,jena1 when it was absolutely necessary 
that the position of the army should be 
kept as much as possible from the       
knowledge of the enemy1 but to adorn two

 stuffed images of the ,emperor of      
,austria and his imperial spouse with   
heavy cartridges1 and display the same  
by the aid of fire before the eyes of   
his delighted countrymen4 ,the          
reflection of ,lapin's pyrotechnic      
pleasantry shone even in the tent of    
,napoleon4 ,the offender was dragged    
forth and ordered for instant execution4
 ,but ,desart seized the moment when the
 emperor's anger had somewhat abated1   
ridiculed the exhibition of the         
unfortunate artiste1 proved to          
demonstration that he had been incited  
thereto only by his hatred of the       
enemies of ,france1 got the emperor into
 good temper and secured a pardon for   
,lapin1 who1 as we have seen1 did not   
omit to be grateful in the hour of need4
  ,after basking for so long a period in
 the sunshine of the emperor's favor it 
was with sincere grief that ,desart     
learned1 on his return from ,moscow1    
after a long and tedious illness which  
afflicted him on his way1 that his      

patron and benefactor had quitted       
,france and was then in the island of   
,elba4 ,his first impulse was to        
disregard his own feelings as a husband1
 to leave1 for his young and amiable    
wife1 the still ample remnant of his    
once considerable fortune1 and to follow
 his illustrious patron to his place of 
exile4 ,but the formation of those wild 
but heroic clubs of 8,buonapartists0 led
 him to change his determination4 ,he   
felt that he could do more good to the  
cause of the emperor by assisting it    
with his counsel1 and1 if necessary1    
with his sword1 than if he were to      
retire to the presence of ,napoleon for 
the purpose of sharing an exile which1  
to say the least1 was inactive and      
useless4 ,he therefore resolved to      
remain in ,france4 ,he joined one of the
 most powerful of these clubs1 and      
became so enthusiastic in his desire for
 an immediate counter revolution that he
 was unable1 in public1 sufficiently to 
conceal his political bias4 ,he soon    

fell under the suspicion of the         
suspicious court1 and was fortunate     
enough to receive1 from a devoted       
brother officer1 information of an      
arrest having been signed1 within a     
minute or two after that document had   
passed under the hands of the minister4 
,he had scarcely time to effect the     
necessary disguise of his person1 and to
 pass through one of the gates of       
,paris1 before the alarm was given      
generally1 and ordered to be            
disseminated throughout the provinces4  
,with the aid of an old passport1       
however1 the date of which had been     
ingeniously altered1 he contrived to    
evade all the posts on the route1 until 
he arrived at ,l41 where his confidence 
in his disguise failed him1 and he      
resolved rather to trust to the fidelity
 and gratitude of his former subordinate
 soldier4  ,le ,chevalier ,pierre ,babat
 de la ,bonbonnerie1 and his brother    
,monsieur ,louis ,babat soon became     
extremely fashionable in ,l4 ,everybody 

thought it a duty to call on so         
accomplished a nobleman who1 there was  
no doubt1 had much influence at court2  
and the chevalier's table soon          
8groaned10 as the fashionable novelists 
of the day term it1 8under the weight of
 visiters' cards40 ,the papas of all the
 respectable families in the town called
 on the new comers1 and not a few mammas
 of unmarried daughters waited with     
impatience the visit of the fashionable 
brothers1 to whose credit a vast deal of
 interest with the king was immediately 
set down4  ,it was far from being the   
interest of the colonel to keep himself 
secluded from society4 ,retirement would
 have created mystery1 and mystery would
 have set all the officious             
mischief-mongers of ,l4 writing         
voluminous dispatches to the minister of
 police in ,paris2 by which means his   
retreat would have been discovered1 and 
his plans frustrated4 ,he accordingly   
returned all the visits which were paid 
at his hotel1 sometimes accompanied by  

his brother1 but most frequently alone4 
,in the meanwhile1 the younger ladies of
 ,l4 had1 individually and collectively1
 lost their hearts to the young         
,monsieur ,louis ,babat4 ,he was        
considered 8charming1 piquant1 so       
delicate a figure1 so sweet a voice1 so 
elegant an every thing in fact40 ,the   
strangers were duly fted1 and amused in 
every variety of way which the ingenuity
 of the inhabitants could invent4 ,the  
gentlemen became jealous as fast as the 
young ladies grew enamored of ,monsieur 
,l41 and the peace and quiet of the town
 of ,l4 was more disturbed by the       
arrival of monsieur le chevalier and his
 brother1 than ,paris had been by his   
departure4  ,madame la ,comtesse de     
,demibte1 in particular1 was very       
desirous to bring about a match between 
her daughter and ,monsieur ,louis4 ,this
 young lady was1 to say the truth1 much 
superior to the generality of the lady  
butterflies who were so much attracted  
by the new light2 but as she was        

enamored of a young merchant1 on whose  
birth the proud mamma looked down with  
considerable disdain1 and who was then  
on a voyage to the ,indies1 she was not 
likely to fall very readily into the    
plan of captivation which her mamma     
designed for the young nouveau venu4    
,between ,mademoiselle ,mathilde and    
,monsieur ,louis1 however1 there        
appeared to grow up a sort of feeling   
which no one could understand4 ,it was  
not love1 for it seemed to be entirely  
divested of every thing like passion2 it
 was not indifference1 for there really 
seemed to exist a sort of affection     
between the two young people4 ,all      
therefore that the scandal-mongers of   
,l4 could discover1 was that they knew  
nothing about it1 and that it was       
impossible to fathom the nature of the  
partiality which was so palpably evinced
 on both sides4 ,immediately1 however1  
it was ascertained that there was a     
penchant on the part of ,monsieur ,louis
 for one of the young ladies1 all the   

rest broke out into bitter enmity       
against the offending 8boy10 7a great   
deal was meant to be conveyed by the use
 of this word7 who could dare to choose 
one particular young lady from among so 
many who voluntarily offered4 8,and she1
 too10 as they one and all remarked1 8by
 no means either pretty or witty1 or    
even tolerably sensible40 ,it was at a  
large evening party given by ,m4        
,bassecour1 a converted ,buonapartist1  
7people were converted most miraculously
 after the abdication17 who preserved a 
sort of middle place between the        
aristocracy and the people1 and whose   
company1 consequently1 consisted of a   
strange mle of both classes1 that the   
first positive outbreak took place4     
,the chevalier and his brother had      
arrived late2 and1 in spite of all their
 attempts to appear at ease and         
cheerful1 there was an evident disquiet 
and an unusual degree of thoughtfulness 
unwillingly expressed on their          
countenances4 ,the rooms were filled    

when they arrived1 and several dancers  
were enjoying their favorite exercise in
 excellent spirits4 ,such of the young  
ladies as were not dancing1 immediately 
separated and repaired to unoccupied    
sofas1 where they might leave spare     
seats beside them--a manuvre which is   
often performed by young ladies when a  
favorite enters the room--for what      
reason1 of course1 they best know4      
,monsieur ,louis ,babat looked rather   
wearily round the room for his friend   
,mathilde4 ,she was dancing with the    
brother of the young merchant1 much to  
the rage and chagrin of her aristocratic
 mamma4 ,shunning the too lively clatter
 of the ladies1 ,louis seated himself   
near two dowagers1 who were warmly      
discussing the correct pattern of the   
new court-sleeve for evening dresses1   
hoping that they would be too much      
engrossed by their wordy combat to      
attend to him4 ,he was doomed to        
disappointment4 ,madame ,nezrouge no    
sooner discovered who her neighbor was  

than she immediately turned to the      
attack4  8,ah6 ,monsieur ,louis1 ,i am  
charmed to see you4 ,you are late this  
evening--but you seem ill4 ,is any thing
 the matter80  8,yes1 madame10 answered 
,louis1 8,i have not been well to-day40 
8,ah60 returned the old lady1 8,i see   
how it is4 ,you young men dissipate too 
much4 ,you should marry1 ,monsieur      
,louis4 ,you should look out to settle  
yourself in life3 all young men should4 
,but ,i do not wonder1 indeed ,i cannot1
 at young men remaining single4 ,the    
young ladies of the present day are not 
what they were when my lamented husband 
had the honor of carrying ,louis the    
,sixteenth's snuff-box4 ,they are too   
bold1 ,monsieur ,louis--much too bold4  
,i am sure ,i preach enough to my girls4
 ,many and many's the time ,i say to    
them1 #8continue1 my dear children1 in  
your present course4 ,do not imitate the
 follies and vanities of your           
companions4 ,the great aim of a woman's 
life should be to make her husband      

happy4' ,thank ,heaven my girls listen  
to my advice4 ,they are not like the    
rest4 ,i'm sure1 my poor lamented       
husband1 who had the honor of carrying  
the king's snuffbox used often to say--0
  8,who knows what to-morrow may bring  
forth60 murmured ,louis1 between his    
teeth1 carried away from the babble of  
his neighbor by the intensity of his own
 feelings4  8,why1 yes1 ,monsieur       
,louis10 continued the old lady1 8he did
 say that1 too1 sometimes1 though how   
you ever came to know it1 ,i am sure ,i 
can't tell--but what ,i was going to    
say--0  8,pardon me1 madam1 but         
,mademoiselle ,mathilde is about to     
sing4 ,would you permit me to join her  
at the piano80  8,oh6 certainly1 if you 
wish it10 returned ,madame ,nezrouge1   
bridling up4 8,of course3 oh6           
certainly40  ,in fact1 ,mathilde had    
already taken her place at the piano4   
,she had one of those sweet1 dear1 yet  
mellow voices which belong only to      
southern countries1 and she sang with   

deep feeling1 as well as artistic       
correctness4 ,as ,louis walked to the   
piano1 his brother whispered in his ear1
 8,be firm1 for ,god's sake2 he is      
here40  ,the lip of ,louis quivered as  
he prepared to turn the leaves of the   
page before ,mathilde1 and he was so    
excited that he did not hear one        
syllable of the following song4         
,,the ,,memory ,,of ,,love4             
,though boundless seas between us roll  
,and keep our lips and eyes apart1      
,thou art not absent6 for my soul       
,treasures thine image2 and my heart    
,in every throb thy name repeats4       
,ah6 ,mem'ry's spell                    
,awakes too well           ,its echoes  
as it beats4          ,thou art not     
absent6 every thought           ,is     
thine alone6 ,thou art still with me2   
,for my mind's eye1 by mem'ry taught1   
,looks back into my mind--,,on ,,thee4  
,in sleep1 a voice1 ah6 not unknown     
,my pillow seeks3               ',tis   
mem'ry speaks2         ,that voice6 'tis

 all thine own4  ,before the song was   
concluded1 a group of ladies had been   
formed in the centre of the room        
wondering what could possibly cause the 
singular agitation of ,monsieur ,louis4 
,some whispered that it was love--others
 that it was wine--and one or two       
audibly expressed a pious wish that it  
might not 8prove something worse10 which
 many persons are ever ready to do      
whenever they happen to be profoundly   
ignorant4  ,as ,louis gave his arm to   
,mathilde to lead her from the piano1   
his brother whispered in his ear1       
8,courage for one hour more--,it is all 
right2 ,lapin has returned40  ,a ray of 
joy shone over the pallid features of   
the youth1 as he heard these words2 yet 
he seemed to tremble4 ,he had advanced  
as far as the group of ladies1 with his 
brother on one arm and ,mathilde on the 
other1 when a sinister looking          
individual was seen to approach from the
 other end of the room4 ,there appeared1
 for the moment1 to be considerable     

excitement among the company1 but every 
thing was as silent as the grave while  
the strange man marched slowly up to the
 chevalier4  8,du par le ,roi10 said he1
 as he approached1 8,i arrest you1      
,colonel ,desart1 on a charge of treason
 against the king40  8,colonel ,desart1 
the ,buonapartist60 shrieked the        
horrified ladies1 in discordant chorus4 
8,the same1 ladies1 at your service10   
replied the colonel1 with that look of  
quiet and sarcastic disdain which       
annihilates impertinence4  8,du par le  
,roi10 continued the savage-looking     
individual1 addressing ,louis1 8,i      
arrest you ,madame ,louise ,desart1 ne  
,plestours--0  ,the storm of voices here
 interrupted the officer4  8,what6      
,madame ,desart6 a woman60  8,yes1      
ladies10 returned the soft1 sweet voice 
of the abashed lady1 8,i could not leave
 my husband in his danger40 ,she turned 
as she spoke1 and fell fainting in the  
arms of the affectionate ,mathilde1     
whose penetration had long since        

discovered the secret of her sex but    
whose prudence and good breeding had put
 a seal upon her lips on that subject4  
8,you are my prisoners10 said the dark  
man1 turning towards the colonel1 who   
was quietly putting his whiskers and    
black wig into the fire2 8you will1 if  
you please1 prepare for instant         
departure to ,paris40  8,indeed10 coolly
 replied the colonel1 8,i shall not go  
to ,paris to-night1 nor yet to-morrow40 
8,monsieur1 the colonel10 said his      
captor1 8will forgive me if ,i remind   
him that ,i have with me an armed force1
 to sustain the authority of the king's 
command40  8,oh6 do not disturb yourself
 at all on my account10 replied the     
colonel1 8,i dare say you have an armed 
force--so have ,i--what then80          
8,monsieur is jesting10 answered the    
officer4 8,you must really depart at    
once for ,paris40  8,for what purpose1  
my good friend80 asked the colonel1 with
 enviable naivet4  8,parbleu6 it is the 
king's pleasure10 returned the          

other--who began to feel that he was    
being quizzed4  8,but the king will not 
be in ,paris when ,i arrive1 ,monsieur  
l',officier4 ,how then80  8,oh6 diable6 
you must wait till his majesty comes    
back--that's all40  8,but he will never 
come back1 ,monsieur l',officier40      
8,mille tonnres6 and why not80 thundered
 the officer1 who was waxing wroth1 in  
proportion as his prisoner become       
cooler4 8,and why will not the king come
 back80  8,oh1 ,i will tell you why1    
with all my heart10 replied the colonel1
 8and when you go back to ,paris1 which 
you will do by yourself all alone1      
presently1 and even without your        
soldiers1 you can retail the information
 in every quartier and faubourg4 ,here6 
stoop down and ,i'll tell you quietly40 
,the officer stooped as he was bidden1  
with a heart full of misgiving1 while   
the colonel shouted with the voice of an
 officer commanding a regiment1         
8,because ,,the ,,emperor is in ,france1
 and will be in ,l4 in a few moments2   

and further1 because his avant-garde is 
now passing through these streets on the
 way to the ,tuilleries40  ,he had      
scarcely concluded the last sentence1   
before a tremendous shout of 8,vive     
l',empereur10 was heard from the street4
 ,the officer turned and fled1 as ,lapin
 sprang into the room1 threw up the     
window which overhung the street1 and   
joined1 with all his might1 in the loud 
viva of joy which marked the unhappy    
return of ,napoleon ,buonaparte to the  
land which his valor had twice won for  
him4  ,colonel and ,madame ,desart      
started for ,paris early next morning1  
in the train of the emperor4            
99        99        99        99        
99                                      
,,symbols4                              
,,by ,,thomas ,,buchanan ,,read4        
,i ,,looked all abroad for a symbol of  
thee1       ,and a thousand bright      
symbols replied1     ,they bloomed on   
the land1 they shone on the sea--       
,there were flowers and stars that      

likened might be       ,to thy beautiful
 spirit1 so nearly allied     ,to all   
that is brightest on land or on sea4    
,the brooks on the hills in their       
crystaline flow1       ,singing out of  
their mystical springs1     ,the heralds
 of joy to the valleys below1           
,making all things more lovely wherever 
they go1       ,are the types of thy    
spirit1 whose beautiful wings     ,make 
gladness and music wherever they go4    
,the birds1 the sybiline birds of the   
grove1       ,entempled in shadowy      
bloom1     ,or clothed in a luminous    
vesture above     ,of sunshine and azure
 and music and love1       ,are the     
types of thy soul1 that in brightness or
 gloom     ,is clothed in a luminous    
vesture of love4      ,all things are   
thy symbols--thou sheddest on all       
,the lustre and sweetness of ,song1     
,like the angels whose star-loving      
pinions let fall     ,a glory that      
holdeth true poets in thrall3--         
,to thee all things lovely as symbols   

belong4     ,and thou art the beautiful 
symbol of all4                   99     
99        99        99        99        
,,sonnet4 ,,to ,,shirley4               
,,by ,,wm4 ,p4 ,,brannan4       ,,like a
 delicious dream that fades away        
,when morning zephyr breathes into the  
room1       ,bearing from unknown       
blossoms their perfume--     ,though    
thou art gone1 still round my spirit    
play       ,the radiant memories of thy 
maiden bloom2     ,delightful fancies   
riot in my brain1       ,a painful      
gladness thrills my throbbing heart1    
,and ,i would live forever thus apart1  
,deeming such bliss may never come      
again4       ,enchanting vision6 hast   
thou fled for aye8     ,thy seeming     
presence haunts me with a spell1        
,that musing on thy image thus alway1   
,the world would smile again an         
,eden-dell     ,where all things lovely 
should delight to dwell4                
99        99        99        99        
99                          ,,the       

,,first ,,love ,,of ,,ada ,,somers4     
,,by ,a ,,new ,,contributor4            
,poca favilla gran ,fiamma seconda4     
,,dante4  ,,when ,ada ,somers was a romp
 of twelve years1 she chanced one day1  
in too bold a search for some           
water-lilies1 to fall headlong into the 
stream from whose blue depths they      
lifted their pretty heads4  ,truth alone
 compels us to relate this mishap of    
,ada's3 for although the quasi drowning 
of heroines has been a popular tableau  
of romance ever since streams and       
heroines were2 still1 this is the era of
 investigation2 and we who on our       
railroads outstrip the speed of the     
bronze horse--we for whom the delicate  
and trembling wires of the telegraph do 
the office of a thousand ,ariels--we who
 have called upon the sun to be our     
portrait-painter1 and upon the moon to  
yield up her secrets that our           
lecture-rooms may be crowed2 surely we  
have some right to think for ourselves6 
and we boldly proclaim that nothing can 

be less sublime and more ridiculous than
 the loss of one's equilibrium--a plunge
 head-foremost--and the spectacle of two
 inverted feet without any apparent     
body4  ,perhaps that sometime race of   
heroines1 who wandered up hill and down 
dale in satin                           
slippers--unsoiled--undraggled--and     
unscratched--and wept without the       
concomitants of red eyes and swelled    
noses2 perhaps a race of such curious   
physiological construction possessed    
also the secret of losing their balance 
without losing their grace4 ,but our    
poor ,ada was not of this race3 she was 
only a little ,american girl1 subject to
 the laws of gravitation1 so she fell   
into the river in the manner above      
described4 ,poor little thing6 she might
 have floated off to keep company with  
,glendower's spirits in the vasty deep1 
but for the timely interposition of a   
certain youth1 by name ,james           
,darrington4 ,james was taking his      
afternoon ride along the river-bank1    

when he heard a sudden splash1 and      
turned his eyes just in time to catch a 
view of the two little feet             
above-mentioned4 ,he was not1 like the  
,countess ,hahn-,hahn1 versed in the    
physiognomy of feet1 so without         
venturing a guess as to the ownership of
 the pair in question1 he sprung from   
his horse and plunged into the river4   
,the spot where ,ada had fallen was     
deep1 and its bed was a mass of         
treacherous slime2 but ,james was a bold
 swimmer1 and after some moments of     
struggle1 ay1 and of danger too1 he     
succeeded in bearing his prize to the   
shore4  ,now1 as ,ada was no heroine1   
she did not emerge from the river like a
 water-nymph3 her faithful chronicler is
 fain to say that her dress was a       
net-work of slimy weeds2 that her hair  
was tangled1 and her face dirty4        
,nevertheless1 she was a pretty little  
thing in spite of her draggled          
condition1 and when ,james went home and
 thought over the matter1 he felt bound 

by the chivalry of fifteen to fall in   
love with her1 and he did so4 ,to be    
sure1 he had passed ,ada ,somers a      
hundred times1 in his father's house and
 at hers1 without bestowing a thought   
upon her--but now that ,destiny had     
thrown her into his arms1 he saw that   
her hazel eyes were starry with         
brightness--that her rosy mouth was the 
nest of all the loves--and he resolved  
to keep her where she was4  ,up to the  
day of her mishap1 ,ada had never       
thought of any thing more sentimental   
than skipping-ropes1 pet fawns and      
ponies--but she suddenly became addicted
 to solitary walking1 wild-flowers and  
moonlight4 7,n4 ,b4 ,these tastes lasted
 for about a week47 ,and instead of     
scampering over the country with a      
servant behind her1 her pony ,lightfoot 
roamed his paddock in lazy leisure1     
unless ,james ,darrington was at liberty
 to accompany ,lightfoot's mistress in  
her ride4  ,james1 though only fifteen1 
was so accomplished a horseman that     

,ada's parents had no hesitation in     
committing her to his care4 ,they were  
often joined in their rides by ,ada's   
favorite playmate1 ,catharine ,ashton2  
but sometimes they rode alone1 and      
although these rides were generally     
silent ones1 still ,james thought them  
pleasanter when ,catharine's merry voice
 was not constantly challenging them to 
some childish feat1 or making the woods 
ring with its bursts of glee4  8,i hope 
,i shall have her to myself to-day10    
thought he1 as he rode up the oak avenue
 to ,mr4 ,somers' house4 ,yes1 there was
 ,lightfoot pawing the ground alone--and
 no ,catharine trying ,fenella          
feats--cracking her riding-whip1 and    
breaking the luxurious silence of his   
reveries with her ceaseless mirth4      
,james threw himself from his horse1    
rushed up the steps of the portico1 and 
just as he was stammering an apology to 
,mrs4 ,somers for nearly upsetting her  
as she advanced to greet him1 ,ada came 
out equipped for her ride4  ,how sweetly

 the little gipsy looked1 with her habit
 of dark green1 her tiny while collar1  
and her black velvet hat and plume4     
,before ,james could present his hand1  
she sprung into her saddle1 and cantered
 off with such speed that he put spurs  
to his horse to overtake her4 ,the woods
 were gorgeous with beauty4 ,summer     
still lingered in the tender green of   
some trees1 while others1 tinted by the 
bold hand of autumn1 towered in all the 
pomp of scarlet and yellow foliage4 ,the
 crisp leaves rustled to the tread of   
their horses' hoofs1 and the soft breeze
 that swept over golden meadow and sunny
 hill1 came laden to their young hearts 
with those sweet1 vague reveries that   
visit the soul but once--but once6--in  
that untried season of youth when the   
earth seems starred with flowers1 the   
sea mirrors naught but heaven1 and the  
very consciousness of animal life is    
happiness4 ,for some time the youthful  
pair rode on in silence1 till at length 
emerging from the shady woods they came 

suddenly to an opening1 where a grassy  
slope led down to the river1 and to the 
spot which some months before had been  
the scene of ,ada's misfortune4  8,oh1  
how beautiful60 exclaimed she1 as she   
drew in her rein to look around4 ,the   
turf was still bright with sunshine--the
 waters sparkled as if they had stolen  
the golden bed of the ,pactolus--and    
above them1 forever changing shape and  
hue1 floated the silver clouds that hide
 from mortal gaze the home of           
,immortality6  8,beautiful60 was the    
response of her companion4  8,did you   
ever see such a bright sky60 continued  
the delighted child of nature4 8,and    
such a soft green turf1 which1 by the   
bye1 ,lightfoot is enjoying in his      
way--see1 ,james1 how nicely he crops   
the grass in a circle4 ,do you remember 
the story of the ,dervise and the stray 
,camel8 ,how he not only knew him to be 
astray1 but found out that he was blind 
of one eye1 lame in one leg1 had lost a 
tooth1 and was loaded with corn and     

honey1 and all without having seen him8 
,what a curious observer he must have   
been1 that dervise60  ,no answer was    
vouchsafed to this piece of ,oriental   
lore1 whose connection with ,lightfoot's
 skill in cropping grass was somewhat   
unintelligible to one who had not read  
the story2 so ,ada broke into new       
raptures over the beauty of the river4  
,this time ,james looked up1 and gazed  
earnestly at her varying and animated   
countenance4 8,that stream had nearly   
wedded us1 ,ada40  ,ada tossed her      
pretty little head as she replied1 8,i  
am glad that ,i escaped such an ugly    
bridal40  8,pshaw60 thought ,james1 8she
 is but a child1 and does not understand
 me40  ,and he was quite right2 for     
while he was perfectly aware of his     
being 8in love10 ,ada was utterly       
ignorant of the meaning of the phrase4  
,all she knew was that ,james           
,darrington's presence materially       
increased her happiness2 but she would  
not have confessed to the very reeds and

 rushes that she liked him even more    
than she did her dear ,catharine4 ,her  
wise and gentle mother1 aware that her  
little daughter was in an ,eden of      
ignorant bliss1 prudently forbore to    
tender her the fruit of precocious      
wisdom4 ,she knew that ,ada was as      
childish as became her years1 and she   
judged it best to leave that little     
heart undisturbed by knowledge of the   
good and evil of artificial life4       
,james1 on the contrary1 though he      
ventured no more declarations to the    
lady of his thoughts1 indemnified       
himself for the same1 by pouring out his
 ecstasies into his mother's ear4 ,mrs4 
,darrington was something more than     
amused with this juvenile courtship2 she
 was delighted to be the recipient of   
her son's confessions3 too well skilled 
in the human heart to repulse his       
confidence by ridicule1 she contented   
herself with reminding him that to win  
,ada he must deserve her4 ,so1 the      
course of ,mr4 ,james ,darrington's true

 love ran on1 for a while1 without a    
ripple4                                 
,,chapter ,,ii4                   ,oh6  
how this ,spring of ,love resembleth    
,the uncertain glory of an ,april day4  
,,two ,,gentlemen ,,of ,,verona4  ,some 
months again passed away1 when1 one     
morning1 as ,james was about to leave   
the breakfast-room1 he saw his mother   
suddenly put down an open letter1 which 
she had been reading1 and turn to his   
father with an exclamation--8,minister  
to ,france1 ,william6 ,is this a stroke 
of ,fortune or of ,misfortune80  8,such 
a question10 replied ,mr4 ,darrington1  
8requires no answer4 ,whatever my       
appointment be to me1 to you1 ,i see    
that it is misfortune4 ,but you are a   
woman1 and therefore a stranger to the  
pleasures of ambition40  8,and to its   
pains10 said the wife quietly4  8,then  
from you10 resumed ,mr4 ,d41 with a     
shade of vexation in his tone--8from you
 ,i may expect no congratulation4 ,have 
you no pride in such a mark of          

confidence to me from my country80  8,if
 by #8your country' you mean1 as ,i     
suppose you do1 your government1 ,i fear
 that ,i am not to be any more elated by
 its confidence than depressed by its   
distrust4 ,and besides10 continued she  
fondly1 8my pride in you1 ,william1 is  
of too old a date to be increased by    
political success40  ,the husband       
smiled1 as what husband would not1 to so
 flattering a declaration4  8,whether ,i
 be worthy of such praise or not1       
,julia1 you must be right1 as you always
 are1 for your flattery has driven      
politics out of my head4 ,see how the   
magic of a few kind words has           
transformed his ,excellency the         
,minister into ,william ,darrington1 the
 most devoted of his wife's vassals40   
8#8,ambition should be made of sterner  
stuff1' ,william40  8,so it should1     
dearest1 and therefore you need never   
fear her as a rival4 ,the fact is1 that 
,i have been at my distaff so long as to
 love my very servitude4 ,but here is a 

fellow smiling saucily to hear us       
talking of love4 ,he thinks we should   
leave such things to ,quixotic young    
gentlemen of sixteen1 who go about the  
world rescuing hapless damsels from     
watery graves4 ,well1 my boy10 continued
 he1 rising1 8since you are so          
precocious a gallant1 what think you of 
exchanging pretty little ,ada ,somers   
for some black-eyed nymph1 who traces   
her pedigree to the crusades1 and calls 
herself ,montmorency or ,de             
,longueville80  ,james said nothing to  
this treasonable discourse2 but like the
 silent parrot1 8il n'enpensait pas     
moins20 and his thoughts were by no     
means flattering to the ,ladies de      
,montmorency and de ,longueville4       
8,what60 exclaimed his father1 at the   
sight of his lugubrious countenance--8at
 your age not enchanted to see the      
world6 ,your little ,omphale must have  
strong spells indeed if she can chain   
the roving spirit of sixteen to her     
feet6 ,but come6 ,i hear my phaeton at  

the door--,i am going to town1 and ,i   
want you to drive those little gray     
ponies for me to-day40  ,at any other   
time the gray ponies would have divided 
,james' heart with ,omphale herself1 but
 just then love was in the ascendant1   
and he could only stammer out--  8,i    
would--if you would--please to excuse me
 this morning1 sir40  ,but his father   
knew better than to excuse him1 and     
after some persuasion they drove off    
together4 ,at first1 the discomfited    
lover held his reins in dejected        
silence1 but by and bye the infection of
 his father's cheerfulness spread over  
his young heart1 his reins grew tighter1
 and his horses went faster1 and by the 
time they reached the city1 as he dashed
 along the streets at full speed1 his   
brain was a kaleidoscope in which love1 
horses1 ,ada ,somers and boyish         
curiosity tumbled about in glorious     
confusion4  ,meanwhile ,mrs4 ,darrington
 ordered her carriage and drove over to 
acquaint ,mrs4 ,somers with her intended

 departure4 ,for a series of years the  
families had been united in such close  
friendship that it was natural the      
movements of one should sufficiently    
interest the other to be made the object
 of a special visit4  ,mrs4 ,somers1    
though her acquaintance in town was     
numerous1 could hope1 in none of her    
idle visiters1 to find a substitute for 
her old friend2 and she was sincerely   
distressed at this separation4 ,they sat
 together for some hours1 talking of the
 prospects of their children--their     
fears and hopes--the one trembling as   
she spoke of the dangerous career of her
 boy--the other1 as she remembered that 
her child1 as a woman1 was to receive   
her fate from the hands of others4 ,they
 then naturally fell upon the subject of
 their children's mutual inclination1   
and wondered whether their destinies    
would ever be united4  8,ada is very    
near to my heart10 said ,mrs4           
,darrington2 8but it would be too much  
to expect any serious results from this 

childish freak40  8,we must leave them  
to themselves10 replied ,ada's mother4  
8,in such cases1 it is sacrilegious to  
lay a hand upon the web of the ,fates2  
but ,i confess1 ,i should be glad to    
know that ,ada would ever marry your    
son40  8,here she comes10 interrupted   
,mrs4 ,darrington2 8,i am curious to    
know what she will think of ,mr4        
,darrington's appointment40  ,ada ran up
 the steps1 followed by her shadow1     
,catharine ,ashton1 who1 guiltless of   
admirers1 was addicted to romping of    
every kind4 ,not but what ,miss ,ada    
heartily enjoyed a romp herself1 but of 
late she had become ashamed of being    
caught climbing fences and running      
races4 ,at that moment1 however1 she had
 entirely forgotten that she ever       
braided her hair1 or tied her sash 8avec
 intention20 for the said sash streamed 
like a pennant to the wind1 while the   
hair followed the same direction4       
,catharine1 behind her1 in much the same
 guise1 was trying not to make too great

 a clatter upon the marble pavement of  
the hall2 but ,ada dashed on like a     
young ,bacchante1 and never stopped till
 she reached the lawn behind the house1 
where she threw herself full length on  
the grass1 and screamed to ,catharine to
 do the same4  8,she is something of a  
romp1 my ,ada10 said ,mrs4 ,somers1     
smiling4 8,not yet a lady1 certainly40  
8,so much the better10 replied her      
friend4 8,who would wish to stretch     
those free young limbs upon a           
,procrustean bed of propriety80  8,not  
,i1 certainly10 said the mother4 8,but  
,i am sometimes afraid that in my dread 
of making ,ada artificial1 ,i give too  
much sway to--,nature40  8,not to such a
 nature as hers4 ,were there any        
tendency to coarseness in ,ada's mirth1 
you might be right to moderate it2 but  
where nature is graceful in her         
wildness1 no art can compete with her in
 loveliness40  ,another shout of mirth  
was heard1 and ,ada and ,catharine burst
 into the parlor4  8,what descent of    

wild ,indians is this1 ,ada80 asked her 
mother1 doubting the grace or refinement
 of this last movement4 ,ada started    
back1 coloring with shame1 and          
,catharine sneaked behind the nearest   
causeuse that offered concealment4      
,mrs4 ,darrington easily divined that   
,ada's embarrassment had special        
reference to her presence2 so she       
smilingly extended her hand1 and as ,ada
 advanced with sheepish mien and awkward
 gait1 she kissed her and said1  8,i am 
glad to find you so merry1 ,ada4 ,what a
 nice romp you must have had under those
 shady trees40  ,at so gracious an      
opening1 ,catharine's head appeared     
above the frame of the causeuse1 but    
seeing ,mrs4 ,darrington look toward    
her1 down it popped again4  ,mrs4       
,darrington saw her plainly enough2 but 
she resisted her inclination to laugh1  
and went on4  8,i want you to come and  
spend to-morrow with me1 and ,i shall   
stop on my way home at ,mrs4 ,ashton's  
to ask if ,catharine may come with you40

 ,in her joy1 ,catharine nearly upset   
the causeuse1 which rocked as if a      
little earthquake were taking place     
under it4 8,but ,i came this morning    
especially to tell you a piece of news40
 ,at this1 ,catharine could hold out no 
longer2 not only her curly head1 but her
 entire self1 emerged from concealment1 
and she slided1 as she imagined1        
unobserved1 into a seat4  8,we are going
 away for awhile1 ,ada10 resumed ,mrs4  
,darrington1 8and ,i have various       
commissions to intrust to you4 ,will you
 do them80  8,yes1 ma'am40  8,i want you
 to take care of ,hector and ,fleeta10  
continued ,mrs4 ,darrington4  ,hector   
and ,fleeta6 ,then ,james was going too6
 ,ada longed to ask where1 and for how  
long1 but she dared not2 and ,mrs4      
,darrington1 seeing her large eyes ready
 to overflow1 merely added that they    
would speak more on that subject on the 
morrow4 ,she then spoke a few words to  
,catharine1 repeated her invitation1 and
 drove off4  8,where are they going1    

mamma80 asked poor ,ada1 the moment     
,mrs4 ,darrington left the room4  8,to  
,france1 my love40  8,to ,france80      
gasped ,ada1 to whom a voyage to        
,europe1 or a voyage to the ,north      
,pole1 was equally terrific4  8,yes1    
dear10 said her mother1 8and ,i am not  
surprised that you are sorry to part    
with ,mrs4 ,darrington and ,james1 who  
are so kind to you40  ,this at once     
relieved ,ada from any obligation to    
contend with her grief2 and using her   
mother's sympathy as a carte blanche for
 any amount of tears1 she burst into a  
violent fit of crying1 in which she was 
joined by the sympathising ,catharine4  
,mrs4 ,somers1 not feeling disposed to  
make a third in this jrmiade1 left them 
to weep in concert1 which they did for  
some time  qui mieux mieux4  ,at length 
,ada dried her eyes1 whereupon          
,catharine1 who for some minutes had    
been squeezing hers to little purpose1  
quickly did the same2 and after both had
 drawn a long breath1 and had held up   

their handkerchiefs to see how much they
 had cried1 ,catharine thought it time  
to administer consolation4  8,never     
mind1 ,ada1 when ,james is gone1 brother
 ,george will ride with us4 ,he is      
coming home next month40  ,conceive     
this1 ye who have loved6 ,the audacity  
of one's bosom friend proposing some    
uninteresting brother as a substitute   
for one's lover6  ,ada was indignant1   
and forgetting the proof of friendship  
exhibited in ,catharine's exceedingly   
wet handkerchief1 she gave such strong  
vent to her abhorrence of ,george1 that 
a quarrel seemed unavoidable4 ,at that  
moment1 however1 a servant came to call 
them to dinner1 where decency forbade   
that ,ada should be rude to her guest4  
,at first the friends were quite formal1
 but with each course disappeared one   
layer of reserve1 till the dessert was  
put on the table1 when the desire to eat
 ,philapnas together was irresistible1  
and the first twin-almond found in      
,ada's plate restored peace4  ,the next 

day was spent with ,mrs4 ,darrington4   
,it passed in mingled joy and grief2 but
 it must be confessed that the former   
predominated4 ,late in the afternoon1 a 
procession1 composed of ,james1 ,ada and
 ,catharine1 escorted ,hector and       
,fleeta to their new home4  ,at length  
came the parting-hour4 ,the ,darrington 
family spent their last evening at      
,somerton2 and ,ada1 though her father  
deposed that she had spent the entire   
day in the cave of ,trophonius1 was     
somewhat revived by the sight of ,mrs4  
,darrington's parting present4 ,this was
 a beautiful writing-desk of ebony1     
dainty enough to have served ,seneca or 
,sir ,philip ,sydney2 for the inkstand1 
pen1 pencil1 and sand-box were1 as ,ada 
triumphantly pointed out to ,catharine1 
of 8real gold40  ,as for ,james' gift1  
what could it be but a ring set in the  
form of a ,forget-me-not8 ,and as he was
 a student of the classics1 and had     
heard of the ring of ,polycrates1 he    
chose an emerald4 ,he attempted an      

explanation of the resemblance between  
these two rings1 which poor ,ada vainly 
endeavored to comprehend2 and no wonder1
 as ,king ,polycrates threw his emerald 
to the sea1 and ,james gave his to his  
sweetheart--but never mind6 an emerald  
was in question1 and ,ada had been      
picked up out of a river2 and as for the
 rest1 why--the genius of sixteen is    
highly imaginative4  ,that night ,ada   
went to bed with her ring on her finger1
 and cried herself to sleep4 ,the next  
day the ,darringtons sailed for ,europe1
 and she heard nothing of her friends   
until three years afterward1 when       
tidings arrived of the death of the     
,american ,minister at ,paris1 and the  
removal of his widow and son to         
,england4 ,after that1 the mention of   
their names became less and less        
frequent2 and when ,hector and ,fleeta  
were gathered to their fathers1 so      
little remained to remind ,ada of her   
lost playfellow1 that she threw his ring
 into a box with old jewels1 and by and 

bye threw his memory to the winds4  ,and
 so ended the first love of ,ada        
,somers4                   99        99 
99        99        99                  
,,the ,,second ,,love ,,of ,,ada        
,,somers4                               
,,chapter ,i4                           
----,hasset noch weil sie nicht liebt4  
,,schiller4  ,ten years have glided away
 since we left ,ada in tears and        
pantalets1 and she has reached the      
mature age of twenty-three1 8in maiden  
meditation fancy free40 ,not that she   
ever bestowed a thought upon her        
childhood's love--not that she lacked   
suitors either2 for beautiful as one of 
,domenichino's dark-eyed sybils1 and    
with too many of the incidental         
endowments of fortune not to be         
worshiped for her wealth1 if not for her
 worth1 ,ada might have had admirers as 
many as she had thousands4 ,but she     
chose not to have them2 and they might  
as well have 8loved a bright particular 
star and hoped to wed it20 for ,galatea 

would step from her pedestal for none of
 them4 ,always graceful and high-bred1  
the only charge brought against ,ada by 
the sex who begin life by expecting to  
bag women's hearts as they bag          
pheasants1 was1 that she returned their 
assiduities and their flattery with the 
utmost consummate indifference4 8,favors
 to none1 to all she smiles0 extended2  
but beyond that1 no word1 look1 or      
action ever gave evidence that the      
beautiful heiress regarded men in any   
other than in the light of so many      
monads1 representing certain qualities  
of mind and soul1 good or evil4  ,the   
men of ---- were in amazement at such   
powers of resistance1 when they         
reflected upon the amount of fascination
 and worth resisted2 and ,ada became as 
remarkable as the ,rock of ,gibraltar1  
not only in the eyes of the baffled     
enemy1 but in those of certain of her   
female acquaintances1 who1 rather than  
die under the ban of old maidenhood1    
would have married ,bluebeard himself1  

and therefore looked upon mankind as a  
race of husbands1 8to be or not to      
be0--theirs4  ,but ,ada was no ,lydia   
,languish1 and had no horror of being   
called a spinster2 neither saw she any  
thing so attractive in marriage that all
 the world must go mad for it4 ,early in
 life1 she had learned1 as do all little
 girls1 her lesson of inferiority to a  
greater sex1 and she grew up with a     
vague idea of the sublimity and wisdom  
of man1 and the folly and ignorance of  
woman2 but by and bye1 as faith gave way
 to reason1 she discovered that the     
lords of the creation were1 generally   
speaking1 none the wiser for their      
usurpation of the glorious privilege of 
praising ,god with their intellects1 but
 that three-fourths of this boasting    
race were as frivolous as if1 like      
woman1 they had been all their lives    
shut out from the ,paradise of          
knowledge1 and had not had possession of
 all the learning of the earth for      
thousands of years4 ,moreover1 ,ada took

 an exalted view of the condition of old
 maids2 she considered it a position    
which gave scope for the exercise of a  
wider philanthropy than is safe or      
consistent with the duties of a wife and
 mother2 and she wrought up her         
enthusiasm for the vocation of the      
sisterhood to such a pitch1 that she    
made up her mind to become one of them4 
,but1          8,varium et mutabile     
semper         ,fmina----0  ,so thought 
,catharine ,ashton1 when she heard of   
these resolves2 for she had grown up    
with very different opinions2 and       
faithful to her convictions1 she was on 
the eve of being married1 and wished for
 nothing in the world so much as that   
her friend should be as happy as        
herself4 ,catharine had spent two years 
in ,europe1 and although her lover1     
,charles ,ingleby1 had always resided in
 ----1 they met for the first time in   
,germany1 where ,ingleby was spending   
the summer with a friend1 whom          
,catharine never wearied of lauding2    

for1 like a true woman1 she was ready to
 take to her breast any thing and every 
thing that loved her ,charles2 and      
between him and ,mr4 ,stanley1 there    
existed so warm a friendship1 that the  
latter had greatly hurried some business
 transaction which detained him in      
,europe1 to return in company with his  
friend and his pretty fiance4  ,mr4     
,stanley was daily expected to perform  
the part of groomsman to the lovers1 and
 ,ada ,somers had been chosen to bear   
him company as bridemaid4  ,ada and ,mr4
 ,ingleby were the best friends         
imaginable2 and they had1 from their    
first interview1 seemed so pleased with 
each other1 as to cause ,catharine to   
hope that all was not yet lost for her  
poor friend4 ,if she had made so signal 
an exception in favor of her            
7,catharine's7 lover1 as to grant him   
the boon of her friendship1 what might  
not be accomplished by a high-minded and
 estimable man who offered more than    
friendship8 ,mr4 ,stanley1 for instance4

                                        
,,chapter ,,ii4                         
',twas throwing words away1 for still   
,the little maid would have her will4   
,,wordsworth4  ,a week before the       
wedding ,mr4 ,stanley arrived1 and as   
,ada had been invited to join a family  
party at the house of ,charles          
,ingleby's sister1 ,catharine took the  
liberty of inviting ,mr4 ,stanley on her
 own account1 for she was determined to 
begin operations at once4 ,she had      
deliberated for some time whether or not
 to apprize ,ada of the important       
arrival2 at last1 it was decided in the 
negative1 and as the decision had cost  
the impetuous ,catharine a fearful      
exercise of self-denial1 she repaid     
herself by hurrying off her mother1     
lover1 and protg1 half an hour before   
the time appointed4 ,she might as well  
have spared herself the trouble1 as no  
,ada made her appearance1 and it was not
 until the evening had almost passed    
away that ,catharine learned from their 

hostess1 ,mrs4 ,howard1 that ,ada had   
excused herself early that morning1 upon
 plea of a pre-engagement4  ,this was   
too impertinent of ,ada1 and ,catharine 
resolved1 early the next morning to go  
over and tell her so4 ,the ,somerses    
always spent their winters in town1 and 
as a few squares only separated the     
friends1 ,catharine was soon at the door
 of ,mr4 ,somers' house1 ringing the    
bell with the vehemence of a postman4   
,the well-bred servant who opened the   
door1 looked surprised when he found    
that it was ,miss ,ashton who had nearly
 broken his bell-wire2 but as ,miss     
,ashton was a privileged belle herself1 
and had been running tame about ,mr4    
,somers' house ever since he could      
remember1 he stepped back respectfully1 
while she passed unannounced into the   
sitting-room4  8,good morning1 ,mrs4    
,somers1 where is ,ada80 asked she1     
taking off her bonnet4  8,you will find 
her in the library1 my dear10 replied   
,mrs4 ,somers1 and away flew ,catharine1

 with the easy familiarity of one whose 
welcome is unquestionable4 ,she was     
prepared to heap abuse upon the head of 
the offending ,ada1 but when she flung  
open the door1 she had not the heart to 
find fault with any thing so pretty4    
,her blouse of rich ,cashmere was       
fastened around the waist by a cord and 
tassel1 its loose sleeves lined with    
crimson silk1 were looped back so as to 
contrast with the snow-white cambric of 
the under sleeve2 and the dainty little 
collar that encircled her white throat  
was fastened by a very small cameo      
brooch4 ,her dark hair was drawn over   
her ears  la comtesse1 and the edge of  
its large twisted coronal1 was just     
visible above one of the prettiest heads
 in the world4 ,ada had been poring1    
with rapture1 over ,jean ,paul's        
apostrophe to an old maid4 ,she had     
found an advocate1 and her large orbs   
were luminous with the enthusiasm of a  
mind that has just found1 mirrored in   
another1 the image of its own thoughts2 

and she looked so fair1 so fresh1 so any
 thing but like a student1 that         
,catharine forgot her offences1 and     
could only exclaim3  8,ada1 you are     
radiant with beauty this morning4 ,so   
should a woman look who has just parted 
from her lover4 ,but you6 you might as  
well be a mummy three thousand years    
old1 as the beautiful girl you are40    
8,thank you10 said ,ada quietly1 while  
,catharine rattled on4  8,pray1 whose is
 the spell that has brought such        
brilliancy to your eye80  8,jean        
,paul's40  8,jean ,paul's60 echoed      
,catharine1 disdainfully1 8,only think  
of giving one's best feelings to an     
author6 ,literally falling in love with 
a set of abstractions60  8,falling in   
love60 returned ,ada1 laughing4 8,who   
but you would have applied such a term  
to such a passionless recreation as     
reading8 ,ah1 my poor ,kate1 you are far
 gone1 indeed1 and there is no method in
 your madness60  8,well1 don't preach1  
but shut your book1 and listen to me4 ,i

 am very angry with you4 ,why were you  
not at ,julia's last night80  8,why1    
because ,i was engaged to go and hear   
,mr4 ---- lecture on ,shakspeare40      
8,how absurd6 ,these lecturers are a    
nuisance to society1 and ought to be    
suppressed4 ,i wonder the ghost of      
,shakspeare has not risen long ago1 to  
beg that they will leave his ashes in   
peace40  8,he ought to be much obliged  
to them1 for unfolding his beauties to  
the million who have a comprehension1   
but no perception of the beautiful1 and 
are quite capable both of seeing and    
admiring1 when they have been told what 
to see and admire40  8,you are very wise
 and eloquent1 no doubt1 ,ada1 but ,i am
 not able this morning to take part in a
 discussion on literary acumen10 said   
her lively friend1 8,i am here for      
something less profound1 and more       
important1 ,julia's soire40  8,well1    
what had you to offer1 that could weigh 
in the balance with ,mr4 ----'s         
eloquence80  8,mr4 ,stanley40  8,who is 

,mr4 ,stanley8 ,a rival lecturer80  ,a  
rival lecturer6 ,this was too provoking 
of ,ada to forget the name of ,charles' 
friend1 and ,catharine looked up to see 
if the forgetfulness might not possibly 
be assumed4 ,alas6 it was but too real1 
and she gave full vent to her           
indignation1 as she recalled to ,ada1   
who and what ,mr4 ,stanley was4  8,true1
 ,i had forgotten10 quietly rejoined the
 offender4 8,but surely1 ,kate1 there is
 no occasion for so much warmth4 ,how   
should ,i remember him1 when ,i have    
never even seen him80  8,that is just   
the reason why ,i am provoked--,i wanted
 to present him to you last evening40   
8,another time will do just as well40   
8,but there is no time to be lost10     
replied ,catharine1 vehemently4  8,why  
we have no preliminaries to settle about
 the wedding ceremony1 have we80 asked  
,ada1 ingenuously4  ,the question       
recalled ,catharine to a sense of the   
blunder she had been about to commit1   
and she answered carelessly3  8,oh1 no6 

but it would be pleasanter for both1 had
 you met before the wedding4 ,by the    
bye1 ,ada10 added she1 to change the    
subject1 8you should have seen how      
handsome ,charles was last night40  8,i 
dare say6 ,had he chosen to deck himself
 with an ass's head1 ,titania would have
 found him so40  8,poor ,charles6 ,that 
,i should live to hear him likened to   
,bottom1 the weaver4 ,but ,i ought to   
know better than to expect you to       
appreciate him2 you1 who waste your love
 upon books and music1 and--0  8,saucy  
girls like yourself1 ,kate4 ,but when   
you begin to wander over your #8,carte  
du pays tendre1' pray don't expect me to
 keep you company1 for ,i have never    
explored it4 ,i will acknowledge1 at the
 same time1 that ,charles is            
handsome--nay1 the handsomest man of my 
acquaintance40  8,ah1 you will60 said   
,catharine1 with a bright smile4 8,then 
,i forgive you1 but ,i predict that the 
day will come1 when you will be punished
 for despising this #8,carte du pays    

tendre1' for mark me1 ,ada6 yours is the
 very nature for une grande passion1 and
 when you love--angels and ministers of 
grace defend me6--it will be tna poured 
into ,vesuvius40  ,ada laughed heartily1
 and a very sweet laugh was hers--low   
and musical1 as the chime of fairy      
bells4  8,pray1 ,kate10 asked she1 8when
 did the mantle of divination fall upon 
those pretty shoulders80  8,oh1 ,i      
became wise like ,cassandra4 ,love has  
made me a prophetess40  8,and like      
,cassandra1 a prophetess whom nobody    
heeds40  8,right1 ,ada10 exclaimed      
,catharine1 exultingly1 8and to complete
 the resemblance1 a true prophetess1    
notwithstanding40  8,you are clever at  
repartee1 my ,kate1 but you have        
mistaken your vocation4 ,if at the      
mature age of twenty-three ,i have never
 loved--0  8,you forget ,james          
,darrington40  8,pshaw10 said ,ada1     
slightly coloring1 8as if that deserved 
a name40  8,it does--for it proves that 
the object1 not the feeling1 is         

wanting40  8,it proves no such thing1 so
 stop weaving romances for me1 and make 
up your mind1 like a good girl1 to see  
me live the life1 and die the death of  
an old maid40  8,the death of an old    
maid60 ,catharine lifted up her hands in
 horror4  8,i could not die in better   
company1 ,catharine1 and ,i am surprised
 to hear any thing so missish from one  
who was once a rational being40  8,thank
 you1 ,ada4 ,but if ,i err1 ,i have the 
comfort of erring with the whole world2 
and as ,i am no ,briareus1 ,i cannot    
lift my single arm to do battle with its
 errors4 ,besides1 the prejudice against
 old maids is not one of yesterday2     
remember the lament of ,jeptha's        
daughter40  8,do not quote the ,jews to 
me for any thing60 cried ,ada4 8,a      
wicked and idolatrous race1 who1 in the 
very desert where heaven rained manna   
for their food1 and the rocks gushed    
forth water for their drink1 could turn 
from the visible presence of the living 
,god1 and bow down before a golden calf6

 ,the heathens1 for their opportunities1
 were both wiser and better than the    
children of ,israel2 and among them1 the
 priestesses of the temples1 the most   
honored of their women1 were virgins4   
,but stay6 we do not need their         
sanction4 ,the most perfect of created  
beings1 she who was chosen to be the    
mother of the ,saviour1 is she not      
called #8the blessed ,virgin8'0  8,ay1  
dear ,ada10 said ,catharine1 dropping   
her levity1 8but she was a mother1 and  
so fulfilled woman's highest and dearest
 mission40  8,in her case it was both2  
and in all cases1 the vocation of the   
wife and mother is a beautiful and      
joyous one2 but precisely because in the
 eyes of the world it is so graceful and
 honorable1 does it seem to me less     
noble than that of the lonely woman1    
who1 first in the heart of none1 devotes
 herself to all1 for the love of heaven4
 ,the sister of charity1 whose gentle   
hand smoothes the pillow of the dying   
outcast1 the pensive nun1 who sits at   

the ,redeemer's feet1 are they not the  
,marys1 #8who have chosen the better    
part2' and the busy wife1 with her      
thousand cares1 is she not that ,martha 
troubled about many things80  ,catharine
 was touched by the eloquent earnestness
 of her friend's manner1 but it was not 
in her nature to be serious2 she could  
only pause1 to get over the             
embarrassment of feeling solemn1 and    
then answer3  8,ada1 your ideal of an   
old maid is charming1 but unluckily1 it 
is but an ideal4 ,who that saw the      
faultless picture you have just drawn1  
would recognize as its original ,miss   
,trott1 who1 instead of sitting at      
anybody's feet1 spends her days         
pattering about town as a fetcher and   
carrier of scandal1 or ,miss ,dolly     
,wiggin1 whose religion is made up of   
pious detestation of her neighbors'     
faults1 and whose life is an epitome of 
the ,pharisee's prayer80  ,dearly as she
 loved ,catharine1 ,ada felt sometimes  
that she deserved chiding for her       

levity2 but as in all her attempts at   
reproof1 ,catharine invariably got the  
better of her1 through her drollery and 
good-humor1 ,ada merely shook her head  
as she answered3  8,trifler6 trifler6   
will nothing be sacred from your        
indomitable spirit of fun80  8,certainly
 not old maids--and if you persist in   
being one1 expect no bounds to my       
contempt40  8,my nature will steel me   
against it10 replied ,ada1 8for you well
 know that ,i am not one to be turned   
from any purpose by ridicule2 and as    
argument on this subject1 is about as   
unavailing as a homily on the virtues to
 a staring idiot1 you had better leave  
me to my unhappy fate1 and confine your 
exertions to the shaping of your own    
destiny4 ,marry if you will1 dear       
,kate10 continued she1 rising1 8and     
swear by the simplicity of ,venus'      
doves2 but don't expect all your friends
 to go philandering over the world after
 your example4 ,and now1 come with me to
 my room1 and tell me whether my dress  

for your wedding shall be of ,organdie  
or ,tarlatane40  8,i will1 with         
pleasure10 exclaimed ,catharine1 gayly1 
8for ,i was just beginning to fear that 
you were3          #8,a creature far too
 bright and good1         ,for human    
nature's daily food1'  but1 thank       
,folly6 you remind me that you are      
nothing but a woman after all60  ,the   
next morning ,ada ordered the carriage  
early2 for besides having various       
purchases to make1 she wished to deliver
 to ,catharine ,ashton1 in person1 a    
dressing-case1 which she had ordered as 
a wedding-present for her friend4  ,ada 
was ushered into ,catharine's own room1 
where on a centre-table lay scattered   
the countless pretty offerings1 which1  
at such a period1 never fail a bride1   
7,i mean a bride rich enough to buy them
 for herself17 for it is a remarkable   
fact in the physiology of present       
making1 that gifts are carefully        
disproportioned to the need of the      
donees2 to the rich1 much1 to the poor1 

little is invariably given4 ,miss       
,ashton was wealthy1 and1 therefore1 her
 friends had spent a great deal of money
 in her honor2 and many a rich bauble   
calling itself 8,friendship's offering10
 had it been labeled 8,gift of          
ostentation10 would have worn the livery
 of the motive that sent it4  ,over the 
glittering heap that dazzled ,ada's     
eyes1 as she entered the room1 was flung
 the scarf of delicate ,brussels1 no    
longer the veil but the ornament of     
brides2 and ,kate herself was standing  
before a ,cheval-glass1 adjusting the   
folds of a bright ,cashmere1 which fell1
 soft as silk1 around her slight figure4
  8,beautiful60 exclaimed ,ada1 herself 
an exquisite judge of dress3 8and how   
becoming40  8,which is more to the      
purpose10 replied ,catharine1 laughing2 
and she threw her shawl upon the bed1   
thereby disturbing the flounces of six  
silk dresses1 which flew up like so many
 peacocks' tails4 ,the next moment she  
was snapping asunder the cords that     

bound up ,ada's package1 and her busy   
fingers had soon torn off the papers    
that enveloped it4  8,beautiful6        
beautiful60 cried she1 delighted1 8the  
very1 the only thing ,i wanted4 ,oh10   
cried she1 opening it1 8this is really  
prettier than ,mrs4 ,darrington's gift  
to you in days of yore1 ,ada4 ,do you   
remember your exultation1 and my envy on
 that memorable evening8 ,and the       
ring--poor ,james' emerald6 ,suppose he 
were to return with another ring1 do you
 think your heart could be made to beat 
to the tune of #8,auld lang syne'80  8,i
 should not know him if ,i met him10    
replied ,ada2 but she was so busy       
fastening her glove that ,catharine     
could not see whether her saucy question
 had made an impression4 ,she knew that 
,ada disliked the least allusion to her 
early love1 a symptom which1 as         
,catharine was 8herself and not dipus10 
puzzled her exceedingly4  8,what's      
,hecuba to him1 or he to ,hecuba80 said 
she1 carelessly1 and after replacing all

 the boxes and flacons she had taken out
 of her dressing-case1 she continued3   
8,well6 ,i suppose ,i must give you up4 
,george wouldn't do1 would he80 asked   
she1 with a saucy smile1 and then       
shaking her head3 8,no--,no--,i see you 
resent my old offer of him as successor 
to the unfortunate ,james1 whose memory 
now lies #8five fathom deep under the   
blade waters of ,lethe4'0  ,ada leaned  
her head upon her hand1 and her fancy   
wandered back to the days of her        
childish love1 and the spell of memory  
was so potent that her heart beat as if 
the black waters of ,lethe had not      
engulfed all remembrance4 ,catharine    
looked at her in some surprise1 and then
 snatching from the table a little      
,cupid of bronze artistique1 whose      
quiver was filled with harmless         
lamplighters1 she placed it before ,ada1
 saying3          8#8,qui que tu sois1  
voici ton matre         ,il est1 le fut1
 ou le doit tre4'  ,after all1 ,ada1    
there is nothing but the difference of a

 tense between you and me4 ,i am1 and   
you have been in love1 and if #8,il a bu
 boira1' ,i think ,i may venture to hope
 that #8,elle a aime1 aimera4'0  ,ada   
shook her head4 8,bad taste and false   
reasoning1 ,kate4 ,the false reasoning  
,i pass over1 for there is often poetry1
 if seldom justice in comparisons       
between things tangible and immaterial1 
but for the crime of sinking love to a  
level with intemperance1 you deserve    
#8,la peine forte et dure4'0 ,and having
 enlisted ,catharine in a defense of her
 taste and judgment1 ,ada took advantage
 of the first pause that ensued1 to take
 her leave4  ,she threw herself back    
into her carriage1 and her reveries were
 of auld lang syne4 ,her rescue--7it had
 been no jest67 her subsequent love for 
the noble boy who had risked something  
to save her--his departure--her childish
 grief--one by one1 in the twilight of  
memory1 rose the phantoms of the past2  
and then1 as ,ada's fancy sketched its  
ideal of ,james ,darrington's present   

self1 she wondered whether--  ,but just 
at that moment she felt the carriage    
violently thrown back1 and heard a      
tumult of voices1 giving token that     
something unusual had happened4  ,a     
child had just been rescued from under  
her horses' feet4  8,is he killed80     
exclaimed the shuddering girl2 but no   
answer was vouchsafed to her terrified  
inquiries2 for the crowd was like all   
other crowds1 and a fine lady was of    
less consequence than a mangled         
child--for a mangled child was a        
spectacle6  ,there was much             
pushing--many oaths--much angry         
contention2 for every man in the crowd  
was determined to see the child himself1
 and was fiercely engaged in forcing his
 way1 and in abusing the curiosity of   
his fellows4  ,ada shuddered again--but 
it was with disgust4  ,at length the    
dense mass before her began to thin--and
 the oaths to cease4 ,the child was not 
mangled1 and there had been nothing to  
see4  ,there was now room for her to    

act4 ,she dared not alight1 but she     
called her footman4 8,quick6 ,quick1    
,grey1 go bring me news of that poor    
child1 and say that ,i will take it in  
my carriage to the nearest physician40  
,the footman disappeared1 and ,ada      
counted five minutes of intense anxiety4
 ,at length he returned4 ,the gentleman 
who had rescued the child1 accepted her 
offer1 for no physician resided any     
where near1 and this was the best plan  
that as yet had been proposed4  8,then  
fetch him1 ,grey1 and let us begone10   
said his trembling mistress4  ,grey     
pointed to an opening1 where a gentleman
 was seen advancing with the child in   
his arms4 ,he then opened the door1 and 
,ada leaned forward to receive the      
little plebian1 but his preserver drew  
back4  8,nay10 said he1 respectfully1   
8that would be repaying benevolence with
 imposition4 ,the child is heavy and    
unfit for such hands as yours4 ,if you  
will not deem me impertinent then10     
added he1 slightly coloring1 8,i will   

carry him myself40  ,ada comprehended   
the implied request1 and permission was 
as frankly given as it had been asked4  
,the stranger had foreseen every        
exigency4 ,the first object was to      
consult a physician1 and then the child 
would be conveyed home4 ,ada thought    
only of the speediest means of relieving
 its suffering2 she therefore approved  
of every thing1 and the carriage rolled 
away from the gaping crowd4  ,this was  
rather a perplexing position for two    
young people who had never met before1  
but strange to say1 neither of them felt
 it4 ,they were too much engrossed with 
benevolence1 to remember convention4    
,meanwhile1 the carriage drew up before 
the door of the physician1 and as1      
contrary to the custom of the faculty1  
he was sometimes to be found at his own 
house1 no delay ensued4 ,to ,ada's      
infinite joy1 he pronounced the child   
sound in limb4 ,there was nothing1 he   
said1 to prevent its immediate removal2 
and if the lady and gentleman would     

allow him1 he would accompany1 instead  
of following them2 it would be safer    
than to wait for his own phton4  8,lady 
and gentleman60 ,these were the first   
words that awakened ,ada to the fact of 
her having allowed a handsome young man1
 a perfect stranger1 to enter her       
carriage4 ,she blushed1 and inwardly    
blessing the doctor for his proposal1   
she soon found herself going1 she knew  
not whither1 in the company of1 she knew
 not whom4  ,dr4 ,b4 was an eminent     
surgeon1 and a very humane man1 and to  
prevent any offer of remuneration for   
his services1 he expressed his pleasure 
to his new acquaintances1 at the        
opportunity they had afforded him1 of   
being included in a deed of charity4    
,something more he added1 which would   
have been all very admissible1 had he   
rightly conjectured the relation1 or    
rather the non-relation of the parties  
addressed2 but as he mistook them for   
husband and wife1 his words not only    
brought a glow of burning shame upon the

 cheek of our poor ,ada1 thoughtless1   
through excess of thoughtfulness for    
another1 but they somewhat heightened   
the complexion of her guest also4  ,with
 a delicacy and tact1 for which the     
young girl thanked him from her heart1  
he explained the accident which had     
brought them together2 and while the    
disturbed ,ada was beginning to accuse  
herself of culpable imprudence1 the     
doctor scarcely knew whether most to    
admire her for her disinterestedness or 
to pity her for confusion4  ,ada was    
sensibly relieved1 when1 having restored
 the child to its mother1 and promised  
to call again on the morrow1 she was    
once more alone on her way home4  ,the  
stranger watched her till she was out of
 sight1 and then went home with the     
doctor4  ,as they walked together1 the  
doctor thought that if so remarkable a  
meeting between two such interesting    
persons came to nothing1 it would be a  
great waste of romance in real life4    
,the next day ,ada begged her mother to 

accompany her on her visit to little    
,johnny ,wilson2 she had some scruples  
about going alone4 ,but when the hour   
came1 ,mrs4 ,somers was indisposed1 and 
,ada was forced to go unaccompanied4    
,the first person she saw on entering   
,mrs4 ,wilson's little parlor1 was the  
stranger2 and not even the sight of his 
arm in a sling had power to soften      
,ada's displeasure at his appearance4   
,good ,mrs4 ,wilson1 however1 was in    
high spirits2 ,johnny was better2 the   
gentleman had brought him some toys1 and
 she attributed entirely to the said    
,johnny's attractions1 the two hours    
which her guest had been spending at her
 front window4 ,when in the height of   
her volubility1 ,mrs4 ,wilson deposed   
that he had spent the whole morning with
 ,johnny1 the culprit had once more     
recourse to the window1 to hide his     
embarrassment2 and while he was         
wondering what he should do next1 ,ada1 
after a few brief inquiries as to       
,johnny's wants1 bowed coldly1 and took 

her leave in serious displeasure2 for   
she felt that this interview had all the
 appearance of a rendezvous4  ,just as  
she opened the street door1 she was met 
by ,doctor ,b41 the sight of whom by no 
means contributed to diminish her       
vexation or confusion4 ,the doctor saw  
that she seemed uneasy1 and a glance at 
the person looking out of the parlor    
window accounted to him for it2 he      
therefore checked the greetings he was  
about to offer1 and gracefully bidding  
,ada good morning1 he entered the house4
  ,doctor ,b4 comprehended the whole    
matter1 without help or hint--for he was
 in the habit of studying the mental as 
well as the bodily ailments of mankind4 
8,foolish fellow60 said the kind-hearted
 physician1 to himself4 8,no wonder that
 pretty creature is offended4 ,i must   
really tell him that there is no tact in
 his proceedings4 ,what a magnificent   
creature she is60 continued he1 musing1 
8with her wide brow and intellectual    
eye4 ,i must find out her name1 and give

 my friend here a hint not to dog her   
steps1 as if she were a vain and silly  
miss of every-day mould40  ,meanwhile   
the subject of his musings walked home  
in no serene state of mind4 ,if she had 
been disturbed yesterday1 to-day she was
 cruelly mortified4 ,but it was all     
owing to her own misconduct4 ,how could 
she so far forget herself as to share   
her carriage with an entire stranger6   
,why had she not resigned it to him1 and
 walked home8 ,but what                 
indiscretion--what utter absence of     
delicacy to go with him6 ,she could     
never forgive herself4 ,and poor ,ada's 
cheek burned with the stinging shame of 
delicacy compromised4 ,and then she     
colored1 and asked herself 8what right  
she had to suppose herself an object in 
a visit so natural8 ,perhaps he had not 
thought of her at all20 and she began to
 breathe more freely1 when she suddenly 
remembered his conscious look1 when     
,mrs4 ,wilson had expatiated upon his   
kindness in sitting with them so long4  

,back1 then1 came thronging confusion   
and shame2 so that by the time ,ada     
reached home1 she had tortured herself  
into a headache1 and was obliged to send
 an apology to ,catharine1 with whom she
 had promised to spend that evening4    
,early the next morning came ,catharine 
on a visit of inquiry4 ,mr4 ,stanley    
7whom she had invited expressly to meet 
,ada7 had been so stupid and so unlike  
himself that she had been several times 
on the point of going to sleep2 and she 
had half forgiven him1 in the belief    
that he was stupid with disappointment1 
when he suddenly interrupted a long     
pause by relating an adventure which had
 befallen him the day before4 ,there was
 a beautiful girl in question1 and she  
it was1 and not ,ada1 who had made ,mr4 
,stanley 8duller than the fat weed of   
,lethe40  ,ada then heard his version of
 their meeting1 and ,catharine1 in the  
fullness of her indignation1 grew so red
 and angry as she dwelt on the marks of 
his visible infatuation1 that ,ada      

laughed outright4 ,still she was        
sufficiently ashamed of the whole affair
 to have kept it quietly to herself1 had
 the hero thereof been any one but ,mr4 
,stanley4 ,this she now saw was not     
possible1 for in four days the wedding  
was to take place1 and for her own sake 
the confession must not be withheld4    
,it was made as briefly as possible1 and
 ,catharine was so overjoyed that she   
scarcely marked the cold and            
discouraging tone of ,ada's recital4    
8,just like him10 exclaimed she1 8to    
sprain his wrist in saving the life of a
 little ragged democrat--it is not the  
first time he has risked himself for    
others40 ,and she was now as loud in    
praise as she had just been in          
condemnation4  ,ada never doubted for a 
moment1 that ,catharine1 whose impetuous
 nature converted life into a series of 
telegraphic dispatches1 would fly off   
and relate what she had just heard to   
,charles1 ,mr4 ,stanley1 and the whole  
world4 ,she implored her therefore to   

confine her disclosures to the two      
former1 and to be as sparing as possible
 of raptures4 ,catharine promised every 
thing1 for she had just been seized with
 the humorous idea of saying nothing at 
all about it1 and so of witnessing the  
effect of ,ada's unexpected appearance  
upon ,mr4 ,stanley4  ,four days are not 
long in passing1 even to lovers--and the
 wedding-evening came at last4          
,catharine was as free in step1 as      
joyous in heart as ever4 ,she laughed   
and talked of her happiness1 as she     
twined her fingers around her glossy    
curls2 and she spoke gayly of her love  
for ,charles1 as she gathered up the    
folds of her veil1 and requested ,ada to
 fasten in her hair1 so as to make it   
becoming1 as well as emblematic4        
,catharine was more than ever an enigma 
to her friend1 for ,ada could not       
comprehend that happiness which wears   
the form of so much gayety4 ,to the one1
 happiness was a deep and subdued       
feeling2 to the other she came          

8,with nods1 and becks1 and wreathed    
smiles40  ,but the two girls were as    
dissimilar--as friends usually are4  ,at
 length1 with heightened color1 and eyes
 dewy with emotion1 7for she dearly     
loved ,catharine17 ,ada followed the    
bride2 and perhaps she had never looked 
so lovely as she did to the astonished  
eyes of ,mr4 ,stanley1 when1 scarcely   
believing the evidence of his senses1 he
 recognized the face which for one whole
 week had visited him in dreams4  ,his  
surprise was not to be mistaken1 and    
,ada1 overwhelmed with confusion1 turned
 upon ,catharine a glance so            
reproachful1 that the glaring           
impropriety of what she had done        
instantly flashed upon her4 ,she        
remembered that ,stanley knew her too   
well1 not to be assured that she had    
poured the history of his adventure into
 ,ada's ears2 and now it seemed as if   
both had been conspiring to enjoy his   
surprise--as if poor ,ada had been      
accessary to a joke--a thing for which  

she had the greatest aversion4          
,catharine was so displeased with her   
heedless conduct1 that she was unable to
 detest herself sufficiently2 and not   
possessing ,ada's habitual self-control1
 her penitence and apologies only made  
the matter ten times worse4  ,ada's     
humiliation is not to be described4 ,the
 mistake of ,dr4 ,b4--the visit to      
,johnny ,wilson were bad enough--but    
this was a positive indelicacy1 a thing 
for which ,mr4 ,stanley must justly     
despise her4 ,but she was mistaken4 ,mr4
 ,stanley knew ,catharine well enough to
 recognize her as sole author of the    
plot1 and his behaviour on the occasion 
testified his conviction of the same4   
,ada felt his kindness1 but her wounds  
bled none the less2 and with bitter     
reluctance she placed her arm within    
his1 and descended to the parlor4  ,what
 a dangerous thing it is to interfere   
with the inclinations of others4 ,if    
there is anything in the world          
calculated to disgust two people with   

one another1 it is the discovery that   
their friends are laboring 8to make a   
match between them40  ,ada had just made
 this discovery4  ,the ceremony over1   
etiquette required that for a time at   
least she should endure the attentions  
of her luckless admirer4 ,he really was 
in a position of some difficulty1 but he
 acquitted himself therein with such    
perfect tact and good-breeding1 that    
,ada felt bound to hate him less4 ,but  
as soon as an excuse presented itself1  
she crossed the room1 to join another   
group1 and left ,mr4 ,stanley to the    
civilities of a young lady1 who seemed  
disposed to pay him every attention in  
her power4 ,he1 poor fellow1 almost     
sighed1 as he followed her graceful     
figure2 but he resolved not to distress 
her with pursuit2 so he addressed       
himself to the young lady beside        
him--talked a variety of elegant        
nonsense to half the company1 and       
finally took his seat by ,catharine4    
8,what have you done80 said he1         

reproachfully4  8,enough to mar the     
pleasure of my bridal day10 replied the 
penitent bride2 8but how could ,i       
dream--it was all a jest springing from 
my unbounded delight1 when ,i found     
that1 like ,romeo1 you had fallen in    
love with her at first sight40  ,mr4    
,stanley shook his head and smiled4     
8,it might as well have been10 answered 
she1 and then lowering her voice1 she   
added1 8,how strange6 how very strange6 
and how delightful60  8,delightful for  
you1 perhaps10 said her companion1 in a 
serious tone2 8but first from my own1   
and now from your blunder1 ,catharine1  
,i fear that the day on which ,i first  
met her1 will be an inauspicious one for
 me40 ,he then related to ,catharine all
 that ,ada had omitted--blamed himself  
for the indiscretion of his visit to    
,mrs4 ,wilson2 8and now1 my dear        
,catharine10 said he1 8have you and ,i  
together not done enough to make her    
hate me80  8,hate you6 ,heaven forbid6  
for then ,i shall have held my tongue to

 no purpose1 and shall have wasted a    
great deal of good feeling in your      
service40  8,your feelings are just what
 they ought to be1 ardent and           
affectionate1 but your judgment1 ,i     
fear10 added he1 with a smile1 8is no   
better--than my own40  8,then what shall
 ,i do80 asked ,catharine1 despairingly4
  8,do1 my dear ,catharine8             
,do--nothing40  8,well1 this is sentence
 of death1 indeed1 upon my talents for  
meddling2 but never mind1 ,i am so much 
more anxious to serve you than to       
distinguish myself1 that ,i will--try40 
,she kept her promise2 and for a month  
at least1 ,ada was suffered to like or  
dislike ,mr4 ,stanley in peace4 ,during 
this time1 many parties were given to   
the popular bride2 and though ,ada was  
not fond of balls1 still1 as bridemaid1 
she was forced not only to attend them1 
but to accept as much attention as the  
enemy chose to offer4 ,he was careful   
that this attention should be no more   
than etiquette required of him2 and it  

was so unobtrusive1 that at length ,ada 
felt less and less embarrassed in his   
presence1 and ceased to think of his    
acquaintance as the greatest misfortune 
of her life4                            
,,chapter ,,iv4                 8,noch  
seh' ich sie                ,die        
herrlichste von allen1 stand sie da40   
,at length1 to ,ada's infinite relief1  
came the last of ,catharine's bridal    
parties4 ,this was one of the largest   
and gayest of the season2 and the throng
 was so great that the two friends were 
separated soon after entering the room1 
and saw nothing of each other till the  
evening was more than half over4  ,the  
music had been so inviting that         
,catharine danced on until1 thoroughly  
exhausted1 she made her way to another  
room1 and sunk into the depths of a     
,louis ,quatorze1 which1 despised by the
 dancers1 had been tending its          
cushioned-arms for hours in vain4 ,when 
she was sufficiently rested1 she began  
to look around her1 and perceived that  

at last accident had brought her so near
 to ,ada1 that the light folds of her   
crape dress almost touched ,catharine as
 the air from the open windows swayed it
 to and fro4  ,ada was talking with ,mr4
 ,stanley1 and listening to his animated
 and brilliant conversation with an     
interest which spoke in her smiling lips
 and sparkling eyes4 ,as for the        
gentleman1 he was perfectly happy2 he   
would have asked nothing better than to 
look into those eyes for ever2 and1     
elated with the conviction that he had  
conquered her growing aversion for him1 
he was now cherishing the hope that time
 might win for him her regard4 ,he      
already judged too correctly of her     
character1 to fancy it subject to sudden
 changes or hasty attachments2 but he   
thought it something to have brought her
 to a state of amiable indifference--to 
have 8smoothed the raven down of        
darkness till it smiled40  8,if you like
 the sentiment1 ,miss ,somers10 were the
 first words ,catharine overheard1 8,i  

am sure you will be pleased with the    
whole book4 ,the author of ,lacon1      
though he has borrowed largely from ,la 
,rochefoucauld and ,la ,bruyre1 has some
 claims to originality4 ,his style1     
moreover1 is epigrammatic1 and his      
subjects will interest one like you1    
whose cast of mind is metaphysical40    
8,humph60 said ,catharine to herself1   
8you have been studying its nature1 con 
amore1 ,i perceive20 while ,mr4         
,stanley1 unconscious of listeners1 went
 on4  8,will you allow me to bring it to
 you to-morrow1 together with           
,picciola80  ,ada gave a gracious       
assent1 while ,catharine pursued the    
current of her remarks4  8,picciola6    
,lacon6 ,upon my word1 he is advising a 
course of reading40 ,and the demon of   
mischief strongly tempted her to break  
her promise--but this time she resisted1
 or rather mischief was stifled by      
curiosity2 for1 just at that moment1    
,charles advanced toward ,ada with a    
middle-aged and gentlemanly-looking man1

 whom he begged to present to ,miss     
,somers as ,doctor ,b41 a gentleman who1
 for some time1 had been anxious for the
 honor of her acquaintance4  8,doctor   
,b460 exclaimed ,catharine1 almost      
audibly4 ,why that is the celebrated    
surgeon4 ,what interest can he have in  
,ada1 so particularly to desire her     
acquaintance8 ,and1 gracious heavens6   
how ,ada blushes6 ,what can there be in 
the appearance of a respectable-looking 
elderly gentleman to cause such a       
fluttering8 ,and he and ,stanley appear 
to be such excellent friends1 too4 ,oh1 
,i can stand this no longer4 8,charles6 
,charles60 cried she1 as ,ada was led   
off to the dance1 and ,doctor ,b4 and   
,stanley moved away together2 8,come    
quickly and tell me why you took such   
special pains to make ,ada acquainted   
with ,doctor ,b4 ,i was not aware that  
you knew him personally40  8,i did not  
until this evening10 replied ,charles1  
8and ,i introduced him to ,ada by       
,stanley's request40  8,why that is     

singular4 ,i never knew they were       
intimate before4 ,but why1 then1 did he 
not introduce him himself80  8,he would 
not take the liberty10 said ,charles1   
with a smile4  ,catharine understood and
 returned the smile2 then observed1     
8,stanley ought to go on the stage4 ,he 
has great talents for playing #8,the    
,stranger4'0  ,charles nodded his head1 
and then explained the origin of the    
intimacy between ,dr4 ,b4 and ,stanley1 
and left ,catharine traveling in        
seven-league boots1 till she ended her  
journey with ,ada's marriage4           
,catharine had seen and heard too much  
that evening not to be primed for       
mischief2 and an opportunity soon       
occurred which put to flight all her    
promises of neutrality4 ,the dance was  
ended1 and she had just comfortably     
married ,ada1 when she once more spied  
the object of her thoughts4 ,she was    
alone1 for her partner had gone in      
search of an ice for her2 and her       
attitude was that of complete           

meditation4 ,slowly and deliberately she
 was tearing to pieces the prettiest    
flowers in her bouquet1 without seeming 
to know what she did4 ,catharine had    
just seen ,mr4 ,stanley leaning against 
the mantel-piece1 gazing at ,ada as if  
his whole soul had been in his eyes2 she
 instantly converted what she saw into  
cause and effect2 and delighted with her
 own penetration1 she could not resist  
so favorable an occasion for displaying 
it4  ,catharine was right as to the     
object1 mistaken as to the cause of her 
friend's meditation4 ,ada was thinking  
with genuine satisfaction of the very   
agreeable person whom she had just      
escaped hating2 and though1 like all    
generous minds1 she liked him the better
 for her former injustice1 her thoughts 
were neither of rapture nor of love2    
they wore the sober hue of justice2 and 
if she was thinking of ,mr4 ,stanley    
without prejudice1 she was also thinking
 of him without enthusiasm1 and she was 
unconscious of his gaze until ,catharine

 called her attention to it4  8,where's 
your bouquet1 ,ada80 said ,catharine1   
pointing to the carnations and geraniums
 that strewed the floor2 and looking so 
intensely mischievous1 that ,ada1       
innocent though she was1 felt guilty4   
8,really--,i--it was so heavy10         
stammered she1 scarcely knowing what to 
say4  8,indeed60 said ,catharine1       
significantly2 8then do let me ask ,mr4 
,stanley to come and hold it for you2 it
 is the least he can do after causing   
its destruction--shall ,i call him80    
,ada followed the direction of          
,catharine's eyes1 and one glance at    
,mr4 ,stanley1 gazing at her with an    
expression of intense admiration1       
explained what was passing in           
,catharine's mind4 ,ada was not pleased 
with such public homage2 moreover she   
had an aversion to what is commonly     
called 8being teazed about a gentleman20
 but this was no place to remonstrate   
with ,catharine1 and she resigned       
herself4  8,oh1 no60 said she1 smiling1 

8he has probably some object in view4   
,perhaps he is practicing for a tableau 
vivant1 designed to represent ,lara1 or 
the leaning tower of ,pisa4 ,i have no  
desire to interfere with so rational an 
amusement40  8,in other words10 replied 
,catharine1 intent upon tormenting1 8,i 
am politely requested to mind my        
business1 and let ,mr4 ,stanley look at 
,miss ,somers as long as he pleases4    
,well1 all ,i have to beg is1 that you  
will keep out of my green-house whenever
 you indulge him in this #8rational     
amusement1' at least till you have read 
,picciola1 and have learned the value of
 a flower40  8,picciola60 echoed ,ada1  
looking surprised1 but by no means      
confused1 as ,catharine had anticipated4
 8,so1 ,kate1 you have been playing     
,hephstion to-night6 ,what a waste of   
conscience for a parcel of ballroom     
nonsense60  8,oh1 no6 not ,hephstion10  
exclaimed ,catharine1 8,i am not so     
ambitious4 ,i am a mere snapper up of   
inconsidered trifles40  8,well6         

considering the way in which you collect
 them10 said ,ada1 good-humoredly1 8,i  
think you might be more scrupulous as to
 the way you use them2 and though you   
disclaim the resemblance1 let me tell   
you that you are quite as much in need  
of a seal to your lips as ,hephstion    
himself40  ,at this moment appeared     
,ada's partner with an iced peach1 and  
many apologies for not bringing it      
sooner4 ,he then offered to procure     
another for ,mrs4 ,ingleby--and she1 to 
rid herself of his presence1 accepted   
the offer4  8,upon my word1 he is       
staring at you yet60 exclaimed she4     
,this time ,ada thought ,catharine was  
jesting2 and she looked up to prove her 
indifference4 ,but no6 ,once more her   
eye met his1 and blushing with          
displeasure1 she replied to ,catharine's
 exclamation of triumph1  8,i should    
never have suspected any gentleman of   
trying to stare a lady out of           
countenance2 but you know ,mr4 ,stanley 
better than ,i do1 ,catharine1 and since

 you have constituted yourself his      
protectress1 you would do well to teach 
him the rudiments of politeness40  8,he 
will be delighted with such a proof of  
your interest10 replied she1 8and as ,i 
am just about to challenge him to a walk
 on yonder balcony1 ,i'll not fail to   
tell him what you have said4 ,and if    
,charles inquires for me1 tell him1 that
 at your special request1 ,i am         
undertaking the education of his friend2
 and pray be particular on that point1  
for ,i remember some ten years ago1 when
 gray eyes were in the ascendency with  
us1 and ,charles might think that such a
 pair as ,mr4 ,stanley's1 and given to  
staring1 too1 might be dangerous4 ,and  
now thank me1 ,ada1 for ,i am going to  
take him away20 and off she flew1       
delighted with having achieved the      
difficult task of vexing ,ada1 and      
convinced that because she was vexed1   
she must be in love4  ,a few moments    
after1 ,catharine was pacing the balcony
 on ,mr4 ,stanley's arm1 and actually   

repeating to him ,ada's very words4     
8,no wonder10 sighed her mortified      
companion1 8you have never any peace    
till you vex her with me in some way or 
other4 ,she1 so gentle--why should you  
provoke her to speak harshly80  8,oh1 ,i
 could not help it60 said ,catharine4   
8,i was sorry for the poor              
flowers--anxious that your admiring     
glances should not be thrown away1      
and--in short1 the fit was upon me40    
8,what a reason1 ,catharine1 for        
wounding the feelings of your dearest   
friend1 and enlisting her womanly pride 
against one whom you profess--nay1 ,i   
will be just1 whom you really like40    
,catharine looked penitent1 while he    
continued1 8,if ,i had not made that    
foolish promise1 she would not think me 
so presumptuous as she does2 and but for
 your interference1 ,catharine1 ,i might
 perhaps have no cause to regret it4    
,but--0  8,but remember that ,i am going
 away to-morrow1 and you will then have 
the entire management of your love      

affairs in your own hands40  8,true10   
said he1 smiling2 8and you are such a   
mischievous ,puck1 that ,i shall        
certainly mark the day of your departure
 with a white stone40  8,saucy1 are you1
 sir8 ,well6 ,i shall punish you on my  
return4 ,but hist6 no more of ,ada1 for 
she comes this way4 ,the traitress6 she 
has been flirting with my husband1 while
 ,i have been tormenting her lover40    
8,my dear ,catharine10 said ,ada1       
advancing1 8,i defended you to ,mr4     
,ingleby to the best of my abilities1   
but he insisted upon testing my         
sincerity by confronting us40  8,mr4    
,ingleby is pleased to play the         
,othello10 returned ,catharine2 8,i     
demand1 therefore1 that you give him up 
to my vengeance40 ,and ,catharine would 
have taken her husband's arm1 but seeing
 that ,ada had no mind to relinquish it1
 she whispered1 8,for shame6 to bear    
malice so long2 his eyes are not        
basalisks40 ,but ,ada went on quietly   
talking to ,ingleby's sister1 ,mrs4     

,howard1 who had joined them2 and the   
conversation became general1 and turned 
upon the expected departure of the      
newly-married pair4 ,not long after1    
they took their leave1 and ,ada1 to     
atone for her unkind remarks1 accepted  
,mr4 ,stanley's arm to the carriage1 and
 bade him a cordial good-night4  ,early 
the next morning ,catharine started on  
her bridal tour1 to be absent the entire
 summer4 ,she wished ,mr4 ,stanley much 
happiness1 and he1 bowing with mock     
gravity1 assured her that he looked upon
 her disappearance as the first step    
thereunto4 ,and he was really as glad to
 have her gone1 as he professed to be2  
for ,catharine1 with a warm heart1 a    
generous nature1 and a thousand good    
qualities1 lacked seriousness of        
character--and she was too apt to lay   
the sacrilegious hand of mirth1 upon the
 heart's sacred altar1 and to jest of   
what to ,stanley seemed matters of deep 
and serious import4  ,he therefore went 
home light of heart2 for he was not only

 relieved from the presence of his      
tormentor1 but he was glad that the gay 
season was now over4 ,he felt that the  
regard of ,ada ,somers was not to be won
 at balls and parties1 and he longed to 
know her where she would seem           
loveliest--in the tranquil intercourse  
of a refined and happy home4            
,,chapter ,v4                8,love     
rules the camp1 the court1 the grove1   
,and men below1 and gods above40   ,the 
month of ,may saw the ,somers family    
once more settled at ,somerton2 and     
twice a week did ,mr4 ,stanley's        
curricle make its appearance there also1
 until the month of ,september2 when    
suddenly his visits doubled1 not only in
 number1 but in length2 and as ,miss    
,somers never complained of the same1 it
 is to be presumed that he had made all 
the improvement she could desire in     
politeness1 and all the progress he     
could have wished in her esteem4  ,early
 in ,october1 on a day as bright as     
herself1 came ,catharine--the wild1     

merry1 but affectionate ,catharine4 ,she
 kissed ,ada o'er and o'er1 vowed she   
was prettier than ever1 though she had  
never written her a line for the last   
two months1 and was just about to ask   
what had become of ,mr4 ,stanley1 when  
her attention was called off by the     
sight of a diamond ring which glittered 
like a star on ,ada's third finger4 ,in 
her admiration of its brilliancy1 she   
quite forgot ,mr4 ,stanley4  8,what a   
beautiful solitaire60 exclaimed she2    
8what a pure water6--where did you get  
this1 ,ada80  ,ada's cheeks were        
crimsoned in a moment4 ,she fastened her
 eyes upon the ring1 as if to gain      
courage from the sight1 and in a low    
voice she replied3  8,it was a gift40   
8,and the giver10 quickly replied       
,catharine4  ,the color deepened--the   
eyes were raised with an expression     
which ,catharine had never seen before1 
and she guessed rather than heard1 the  
scarcely audible name of 8,mr4          
,stanley40  ,she gave a cry of delight1 

threw her arms around ,ada's neck1 and  
gave vent to her joy in broken          
sentences3  8,oh1 ,i am so happy6--,i   
knew it would be so6--my dear ,ada1 did 
,i not predict it1 and am ,i not indeed 
,cassandra8 ,to think of every thing    
ending so charmingly when the beginning 
was so inauspicious4 ,and ,i--oh1 ,ada1 
do forgive me my heedless impertinences2
 ,i have often thought of them with     
contrition4 ,why is not ,charles here to
 have a hornpipe with me for joy8--,but 
never mind--now ,i remember1 he went to 
see ,stanley1 and perhaps he is hearing 
it all from him6 ,you in love1 ,ada6    
,ah6 confess that the word is a sweet   
one6 ,and now come and tell me all about
 it6 ,but stay10 said she1 relapsing    
into her own saucy vein1 8what have you 
to say for your high-flown opinions of  
last winter1 on celibacy80  8,they      
remain unchanged10 replied ,ada4  8,but 
your feelings4 ,defend them if you dare 
from inconsistency40  8,i will not      
attempt it10 said ,ada1 smiling4 8,like 

,rousseau1 #8,je serais bien fch d'tre  
du nombre de ceux qui savent rpondre    
tout4'0  8,ah6 there is nothing like wit
 to silence just accusation10 began     
,catharine1 but just then she felt the  
little hand which she still held1       
tremble1 and her ear soon after1 caught 
the sound of carriage-wheels4 8,ah1 that
 must be he60 cried she4 8,commend me to
 the acuteness of lovers' ears6 ,why1   
,ada1 your heart has almost the gift of 
prescience60 and away bounded ,catharine
 to greet her favorite4  8,and so1      
,stanley1 the sun has at last risen on  
,memnon's statue10 were almost the first
 words she uttered4  8,yes10 answered   
,charles ,ingleby1 emerging from the    
carriage1 8and very much elated he seems
 to be with his new achievement40       
8,why1 ,charles1 are you there too80    
said his wife4 8,see10 exclaimed she to 
,stanley1 8how marriage blunts the      
sensibilities4 ,there was ,ada who had  
an electric presentiment of your coming2
 while ,i1 though ,i have been a wife   

but seven months1 stood as dumb as an   
effigy1 while ,charles was near40       
8,encouraging for you1 ,stanley10       
observed ,ingleby1 and he passed into   
the parlor where ,ada was sitting4      
,stanley looked wistfully after him1 and
 having caught the first sound of ,ada's
 sweet voice1 he took ,catharine's arm  
within his1 and they walked to the      
opposite end of the piazza1 where they  
talked together for some time1 in a low 
voice4  ,catharine was the first to     
break out into an audible tone4         
8,arrived to-day10 exclaimed she1 with  
evident delight1 8when will she be      
here80  8,in an hour1 ,i think10 replied
 he1 8and ,i must now go and prepare    
,ada to receive her4 ,i really begin to 
tremble as the time draws nigh2 and ,i  
owe it all to you1 for scaring me with  
the spectre of my own name40  8,then    
pray1 modest youth1 let me do it for    
you4 ,i long to take this dnouement in  
my own hands4 ,i have always had a      
talent for comedy1 and this is probably 

the only opportunity ,i shall ever have 
of making my appearance on any stage40  
8,now1 ,catharine6 none of your plots4  
,i have a shuddering recollection of    
your talents for comedy1 last winter1   
and ,i beg that you will not lay your   
wicked little hand upon the web of my   
destiny40  ,catharine held up a hand as 
white as snow4 8,does this look like a  
thing having power to harm your great   
clumsy destiny8 ,i scorn to meddle with 
any thing so weighty4 ,i am intent upon 
pleasure only--a scene--a               
surprise--dramatic effect--tears--joy1  
c41 and when that is over1 the curtain  
may fall on you and your ladye love1    
while ,i shall go home1 like a good     
,griselda1 and mend ,charles' clothes40 
,who could help laughing when ,catharine
 chose it8 ,not ,mr4 ,stanley1 so he    
yielded the point2 and she had soon     
arranged her scene1 and taken to herself
 the lion's share of prominence therein4
  8,and now10 said she1 8go and tell    
,ada1 for the thousandth time1 that she 

is #8dearer to you than the ruddy drops 
that visit your sad1'--,oh1 no6 not sad1
 ,i must alter ,shakspeare a            
little--#8your joyful heart2' send      
,charles to me1 and--,oh6 there comes   
,mrs4 ,somers1 and ,i must speak with   
her directly10 and away darted          
,catharine through the shrubbery to meet
 ,mrs4 ,somers1 who had just returned   
from a walk4 ,as she bounded lightly    
down the walk1 ,stanley could not help  
confessing that she was graceful as a   
nymph1 but there was one still more     
graceful in his eyes1 whom he had not   
yet seen2 and with a quick step he      
entered the house4 ,his first act was1  
faithfully to deliver ,catharine's      
message1 and send ,ingleby away4 ,he    
then took a seat by ,ada1 and           
paraphrased the words 8,i love10 with   
commendable ingenuity1 for nearly half  
an hour4 ,he then suddenly remembered   
that he had another mission to perform1 
and after a pause1 during which he      
wondered how he should begin3  8,ada10  

said he1 8you have not yet asked me any 
questions relative to my family4 ,have  
you no curiosity to know who ,i am80    
8,on all subjects connected with you10  
replied ,ada1 8,i feel an interest too  
strong to be called curiosity2 but in   
matters relating to your family1 your   
communications1 to give me pleasure1    
must be voluntary4 ,i expect to be told 
without the asking10 added she1 smiling1
 8who you are40  8,so you shall1 my     
,ada1 and you are about to receive the  
astounding information40  8,must it be  
astounding80 laughed ,ada1 8for if so1  
,i am bound to conclude that ,i have    
been over hasty in my acceptance of your
 attentions4 ,i hope you are not        
,jupiter ,tonnans1 for ,i have no       
ambition to be dazzled to death4 ,but   
perhaps you are only an earthly prince  
in disguise1 or1 perchance1 ,the        
,wandering ,jew4 ,if the last of these1 
,i must be permitted to decline the     
honor of becoming #8,the ,wandering     
,jewess4'0  ,stanley laughed1 and shook 

his head4 8,i am the son of one of those
 princes1 who govern in ,america under  
the name of #8,the sovereign people1'   
but for further particulars ,i refer you
 to your friend1 ,mrs4 ,ingleby1 for--0 
8,parlez du diable10 said a voice at the
 door1 and in walked ,catharine herself1
 followed by ,ingleby1 who having been  
forbidden to say a word1 crossed the    
room1 and meekly seated himself in a    
corner4 8,may ,i be allowed10 continued 
,catharine1 8to ask what use was being  
made of my name1 as ,i entered this     
room80  8,certainly10 replied ,stanley4 
8,miss ,somers has been affecting to    
doubt the respectability of my          
parentage--0  8,i60 exclaimed ,ada1 who 
scarcely knew whether he was in jest or 
earnest4  8,can you deny it6 when you   
began by accusing me of being a heathen1
 and ended by kindly suggesting that ,i 
might possibly be ,the ,wandering ,jew80
  8,to the point1 ,mr4 ,stanley1 if you 
please10 said ,catharine1 with mock     
dignity4  ,stanley bowed submissively4  

8,i was about to say then1 that however 
well ,i may be known to your husband1   
your knowledge of my name and station   
is1 ,i believe1 anterior even to his2 ,i
 beg that you will now declare the same 
to this young lady1 together with any   
incidents of my life which it may please
 you to reveal2 and in the presence of  
her who is to be my judge1 ,i fearlessly
 request that of my past deeds you will 
#8nothing extenuate4'0  ,here was a     
beginning after ,catharine's own heart1 
but its effect was somewhat spoiled by  
,charles ,ingleby1 who called out       
familiarly from his corner3 8,faith1    
,stanley1 you run far more risk in      
,kate's hands of having #8much set down 
in malice4'0  8,silence in the court1   
,mr4 ,ingleby60 cried his wife1 trying  
very hard not to smile4  8,oh6 ,i am the
 court1 am ,i80 persisted ,charles1     
8then ,i can almost say with ,louis the 
,fourteenth1 #8,l'tat c'est moi4'0      
8,oh1 ,charles6 ,i wish you would not   
interrupt me to show off your learning10

 cried ,catharine1 who began to feel her
 comedy fast degenerating into farce2   
but determined to make a certain speech 
which she had prepared for the occasion1
 she quickly composed her               
features--compressed her lips1 and thus 
began3  8,james ,stanley6 ,i do accuse  
you1 in presence of these witnesses here
 assembled10 7here ,charles muttered    
something about its being quite true    
that he was a host within himself1 but  
,catharine went steadily on17 8,i do    
accuse you of having basely insinuated  
yourself into the affections of this    
damsel1 7,ada1 be quiet7 insomuch that  
she hath eyes for no one else--and this 
you have done under false colors and a  
false name4 ,therefore1 ,i here         
pronounce you traitor and impostor1 and 
denounce you to the said damsel by the  
name you blush to bear--the infamous    
name of ,james ,darrington60  8,james   
,darrington60 exclaimed ,ada1 in a tone 
of the deepest emotion4 8,yes1 yes10    
murmured she1 8my heart spoke           

truly--from its depths ,i heard his     
name1 even before--before--0 she paused 
and timidly raised her eyes to her      
lover's countenance4 ,that smile6 she   
had seen it in her dreams--those eyes1  
so tenderly riveted upon her6 how often 
had their glance awakened in her soul   
vague recollections of something loved  
and forgotten4 ,her heart beat          
violently1 and pressing her hands to her
 eyes1 her over-wrought feelings found  
relief in tears4  ,but they were tears  
of joy1 and while they flow undisturbed1
 we must defend ,james ,darrington from 
the serious charges preferred against   
him by ,mrs4 ,ingleby4  ,it will be     
remembered that at the time of ,mr4     
,darrington's death1 he resided in      
,paris4 ,partly by the expenses entailed
 upon him by his position as ,american  
minister1 partly by the failure of banks
 at home1 he became so involved1 that at
 his death1 a mere pittance remained for
 the support of his widow and son4 ,mrs4
 ,darrington decided upon an immediate  

return to ,america1 but her plans were  
changed by the reception of a letter    
from a near relative1 then residing in  
,england4 ,the letter was not simply one
 of condolence--,mr4 ,stanley offered a 
home to his impoverished niece1 and     
before she had time to accept or refuse 
his proposal1 it was followed by himself
 in person4  ,the parties were mutually 
pleased4 ,mrs4 ,darrington was          
prepossessed in favor of her uncle1 by  
his resemblance to her father1 and he1  
without ties1 seemed anxious to find an 
object for his tenderness in the person 
of his brother's only child4            
,thenceforward ,julia1 and ,julia's son1
 became the first objects in his heart4 
,to minister to the happiness of the    
mother1 and to shower every advantage of
 education that wealth can confer upon  
the child1 seemed the aims of his       
existence4  ,james so richly repaid     
these benefits1 that in time he became  
the idol of his uncle1 and the old      
gentlemen often sighed when he          

remembered that his nephew was not a    
,stanley4 ,after reaping1 in the        
devotion of his niece and the respectful
 affection of his nephew1 the rich      
reward of his generous conduct toward   
them1 ,mr4 ,stanley died1 and1 without  
condition of any kind1 bequeathed his   
large fortune to ,mrs4 ,darrington and  
her son4 ,attached to the will was a    
letter1 in which he made it his last    
request that ,james should add to his   
own the name of ,stanley4 ,the old      
gentleman knew ,james too well to make  
it a stipulation2 he was aware that his 
fortune would be rejected on such terms1
 and he gave it to his adopted son1 bore
 he the name of ,stanley or ,darrington4
 ,but this request--couched in terms of 
so much tenderness--made in such an     
unassuming way1 seemed binding to the   
grateful ,james2 and what he might have 
refused to his uncle's pride he granted 
to his affection4 ,moreover1 ,stanley   
was his mother's name1 and ,james had   
always loved it for her sake4  ,their   

hearts now yearned for home2 but a      
year's delay ensued1 from some tedious  
formalities of the law1 and that year   
they passed in roaming over the         
,continent4 ,in ,italy they were joined 
by ,charles ,ingleby1 and after spending
 some months in that beautiful          
land--beautiful1 though but the whitened
 sepulchre of departed greatness--they  
decided upon passing the summer at      
,baden-,baden4 ,there they met with the 
,ashtons4  ,james soon found that the   
pretty ,american girl1 whose lively     
manners made her the toast of the       
8hoch-begoine0 visiters of ,baden1 was  
his old friend ,kate4 ,except that she  
was older and prettier1 she had not much
 changed since the days when they had   
gone berrying together2 and ,james1     
whose republican heart had withstood not
 only the heraldic charms of the ,de    
,longuevilles and ,de ,montmorencies1   
but had refused to surrender itself to  
8all the blood of all the ,howards10    
hung with breathless interest upon      

,catharine's words1 as by turns she     
dwelt upon the beauty1 the talent or the
 thousand virtues of his once cherished 
,ada4 ,his old passion awoke from its   
long slumber1 and he was now as much in 
love with the ideal as he had once been 
with the reality4 ,catharine was ready  
to worship him for his romantic         
fidelity1 but his conviction that he    
would know ,ada again1 after ten years' 
separation1 she laughed to scorn4       
,meanwhile1 ,charles ,ingleby's heart   
had strayed1 or been stolen1 and after  
some months' endurance of the loss1 he  
announced the same to ,miss ,ashton1    
accused her of the theft1 and modestly  
professed himself willing to compromise 
the matter1 by accepting hers in        
exchange4 ,catharine had no alternative 
but to submit1 and the matter went no   
further4  ,james became now so restless 
to return home that his mother offered  
to wind up his affairs for him1 and     
proposed that he should sail with the   
,ashton family4 ,james knew that his    

mother was quite as capable of managing 
business as she was of managing         
servants1 and he accepted her offer with
 many thanks4 ,it was then arranged that
 he should act as groomsman to ,ingleby1
 while ,ada should be bridemaid to      
,catharine1 and it was on that occasion 
that ,catharine imagined a plan for     
testing their remembrance of one        
another4  ,if neither recognized the    
other1 ,james was to be punished for his
 audacity1 by keeping his secret till   
his mother's arrival2 all of which1 in  
the height of his presumption1 he       
promised1 with no more expectation of   
being called upon to fulfill his bond   
than had the ,merchant of ,venice4  ,he 
met ,ada1 and the impression she made   
was such as to occasion certain doubts  
in his mind of his boasted constancy4   
,this unknown looked as he would have   
had ,ada look2 and he felt that if her  
mind at all resembled her person1 he was
 in danger4 ,when he discovered who she 
was1 he was so transported with joy that

 he forgot to be humiliated for not     
knowing her at once4 ,but we have seen  
how severely he was punished in the     
sequel by ,ada's cold reception of his  
advances1 and his own inability to claim
 her regard by the slightest appeal to  
the past4  8,and now10 said he1 8,i ask 
you1 ,charles1 whether ,i have not been 
unjustly bound to secrecy8 ,i contend   
that ,i did recognize her1 for my heart 
knew her and loved her at once40  8,so  
you did10 replied ,charles4 8#8,what's  
in a name8' ,ada ,somers or la belle    
,inconnue1 ,james ,stanley or ,james    
,darrington1 were one and the same      
person1 and both were constant to the   
object2 how that object was called is of
 no importance40  8,mere sophistry10    
said ,catharine disdainfully1 but ,james
 appealed to ,ada1 and she reversed the 
decision4  ,whilst they were still      
debating the matter1 a carriage drew up 
before the door1 and ,catharine darted  
out of the room with the speed of an    
arrow4 ,in a moment she returned1       

followed by ,mrs4 ,somers1 and a lady   
whom ,ada recognized in an instant1 and 
starting from her seat1 she found       
herself in the arms of ,mrs4            
,darrington4                            
,,chapter ,,vi4            8,et l'on    
revient toujours  ses premiers amours40 
7,this is the veriest nonsense ever     
penned4 ,it chimes in with our story and
 we use it1 but without endorsing it the
 least in the world47  ,that night ,ada 
relieved her full heart1 by talking over
 the events of the last six months to   
her mother1 who listened1 as only a     
mother can listen1 till midnight4 ,mrs4 
,somers had scarcely kissed her         
daughter's cheek and left the room1 when
 ,ada rose1 unlocked one of her bureau  
drawers1 and took thence an             
antiquated-looking rose-wood box4 ,under
 heaps of broken chains and old         
fashioned jewels lay a dingy little     
emerald ring2 she seized upon it1 and   
uttered an exclamation of pleasure1 as  
she found that it fitted her third      

finger4 ,she then replaced her box1     
kissed the ring1 and murmured a         
8good-night0 to the giver4  ,some weeks 
after1 ,ada1 her diamond and her        
emerald1 became1 one and all1 the       
property of ,james4 ,dr4 ,b4 was at the 
wedding1 and ,catharine related to him  
every circumstance connected with what  
she styled 8,ada's pompous apostasy from
 the faith of her girlhood20 beginning  
with the drowning1 and ending with the  
resumption of the emerald ring4 ,dr4 ,b4
 evinced such lively interest in her    
story1 that she proclaimed him to be the
 best listener she had ever met with in 
her life4  ,the day after the wedding1  
,johnny ,wilson was favored with a large
 consignment of wedding-cake2 and in    
after life1 when1 through ,ada's means1 
he had risen in station and fortune1 he 
was heard to declare that he had marked 
with a white stone the day on which he  
had been nearly crushed to death by the 
horses of ,mrs4 ,james ,darrington      
,stanley4                   99        99

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,,narcissos4                            
,,by ,,henry ,b4 ,,hirst4       ,,there 
is a flower which haunts the banks of   
streams1       ,that blossoms only in   
the path of ,spring1     ,lovingly      
bending where the water gleams4         
,its fragrant perfumes fill the azure   
air1       ,as1 gazing always in the    
limpid brook1     ,it seems to watch the
 ,naiades braid their hair1      ,or    
sport1 in naked beauty1 caroling hymns  
,of siren sweetness to poetic ,spring1  
,while gliding1 here and there1 on milky
 limbs4      ,all day it gazes3 day by  
day its eye       ,searches the         
stainless crystal of the stream1        
,watching those faultless1 fairy forms  
float by4      ,day after day it        
watches1 hour on hour1       ,like love 
above the grave of that it loved--      
,more like a mortal than a simple       
flower4      ,when night descends--when 
darkness1 like the grave's1       ,falls
 on the stream--when moss and fern and  

grass     ,are lost in gloom--when      
naught is heard but waves      ,that    
roll and ripple through the restless    
reeds1       ,it droops its head and    
sinks in dreamless sleep1     ,couched1 
like a jewel1 among worthless weeds4    
,but sometimes1 when the argent moon    
awakes       ,the ,naiades to midnight  
mirth and song1     ,the blossom from   
its mournful slumber breaks1      ,and  
breathes again its sweet1 unanswered    
sighs2       ,and all the stars that    
gild the glassy stream     ,shine on its
 heavy gloom like pitying eyes4         
,day after day it watches--hour on      
hour--       ,love weeping by the grave 
of what it loved1     ,more like a      
mortal than a simple flower4      ,and  
day by day it pales and wanes away      
,until it lays its form along the       
stream1     ,and slowly sinks to silence
 and decay4            4     4     4    
4     4     4     4      ,there is a    
legend told in classic ,greece--        
,a myth1 so musical of the olden time1  

,that none who hears can bid the singer 
8,peace60      ,,pausanius tells it6 ,in
 its rhythmic flow       ,we find how   
fair ,narcissos1 young in years1        
,passionate beyond his age1 so long ago 
,as when the gods came down and walked  
with men1       ,had a sweet            
sister--would that sister's name        
,had ever have fallen within the poet's 
ken--      ,a young1 twin sister1 lovely
 as the light       ,of twilight in her 
own delicious land--     ,lovely as     
,venus was at birth of ,night4          
,narcissos was as fair1 albeit his mould
       ,had all the attributes that mark
 his sex2     ,and men were deities in  
the ,age of ,gold4      ,the sympathies 
of twin existence ran       ,so warm in 
both1 their being grew like one1        
,though she was feeble woman2 he1 strong
 man4      ,hand locked in hand1 they   
haunted hill and plain1       ,passing  
in peace their simple innocent lives1   
,both singing1 so it seemed1 the same   
refrain4      ,or angling in the stream1

 or through the groves       ,hunting   
the deer1 they owned one only rule--    
,one gentle rule1 and that was rosy     
,love's4      ,one day--the air was     
swooning with the heat--       ,the     
maiden sought the border of a stream    
,and stood and laved and cooled her     
burning feet4      ,the loving water    
breathed an amorous tale2       ,the    
maiden gave herself to its embrace1     
,and in its passionate clasp grew       
deathly pale4      ,narcissos was afar3 
he could not hear       ,his sister's   
piteous murmur of his name3     ,alas6  
that poor ,narcissos was not near6      
,he came at night1 and on the river's   
shore       ,beheld her garments2 but   
her faultless form1     ,save in his    
maniac dreams1 he saw no more6      ,and
 from that night1 and from that hour1 he
 lay1       ,swelling the stream with   
little brooks of tears1     ,sighing his
 soul away day after day4      ,and     
gazing in its depths in search of her1  
,he saw his image1 which was so like    

hers1     ,he grew to be his own sad    
worshiper4      ,the gods1 who saw him  
act this piteous part1       ,wept at   
the sight1 and made his pallid form     
,a snowy blossom with a crimson heart4  
,there1 by the stream1 it watches1 hour 
on hour1       ,love mourning by the    
tomb of what it loved1     ,more like a 
mortal than a simple flower4            
99        99        99        99        
99                                      
,,to ,,arcturus4                        
,,by ,,sarah ,,helen ,,whitman4         
----,nec morti esse locum1 sed viva     
volare             ,sideris in numerum  
atque alto succedere clo4               
,,virgil1 ,,geor4 ,,iv4      8,,star of 
resplendent front60 thy glorious eye    
,again shines out from yonder sapphire  
sky1     ,piercing the blue depths of   
the vernal night     ,with opal shafts  
and flames of rubient light2     ,till  
the pale ,serpent gliding round thy path
     ,hides in dim shades his           
ineffectual wrath1     ,pining with envy

 at thy dazzling ray1     ,deep-hued and
 damasked like the orb of day     ,when 
in the purple west he slowly sinks away4
      ,hast thou not stooped from       
heaven1 fair star1 to be     ,through   
,night's wide1 pathless realm of        
phantasie     ,so near--so bright--so   
glorious--that ,i seem     ,to lie      
entranced as in some wondrous dream1    
,all earthly joys forgot--all earthly   
fear     ,purged in the light of thy    
resplendent sphere3--     ,gazing upon  
thee till thy flaming eye     ,dilates  
and kindles through the stormy sky1     
,while1 in its depths withdrawn1 far1   
far away1     ,i see the dawn of a      
diviner day1     ,and hear celestial    
harmonies that come     ,burdened with  
love from thine elysian home4      ,for 
in that gorgeous world1 ,i fondly deem1 
,dwells the freed soul of one whose     
earthly dream     ,was full of beauty1  
majesty and wo--     ,one who1 in that  
pure realm of thine1 doth grow     ,into
 a power serene--a solemn joy1          

,undimmed by earthly sorrow or alloy2   
,sphered far above the dread phantasmal 
gloom     ,that made his poet-heart a   
living tomb1     ,tortured by fires that
 death alone could quell     ,fierce as 
the flames of ,farinati's hell4         
8,was it not ,fate1 whose earthly name  
is ,sorrow10     ,that bade him with    
prophetic soul to borrow     ,from all  
the stars that fleck night's purple     
dome1     ,thee1 bright ,arcturus6 for  
our spirit home--     ,our trysting     
star1 where1 while on earth's cold      
clime1     ,our mingling souls might    
meet in dreams sublime8      ,was it not
 ,fate1 whose name in ,heaven above     
,is ,truth and ,goodness and unchanging 
,love--     ,was it not ,fate that bade 
him turn to thee     ,as the bright     
regent of his destiny8--     ,for when  
thine orb passed from the lengthening   
gloom     ,of autumn nights a morning   
star to bloom     ,beside ,aurora's     
eastern gates of pearl1     ,he passed  
from earth his weary wings to furl      

,in 8the cool vales of ,heaven0--thence 
through yon sea     ,of starry isles to 
hold his course to thee4#a      ,now    
when again my wistful eyes ,i turn      
,to greet thy beacon fires1 feeding the 
urn     ,of memory with sweet           
thoughts--,i almost see     ,the        
presence of the loved and lost in thee1 
,kindling within my soul a pure desire  
,to blend with thine its pale1          
candescent fire4     ,i have 8no refuge 
from thy light10 no home     ,save in   
the depths of yon empyrian dome1        
,where thy bright ,pharos 'mid the stars
 doth burn1     8,whence ,i departed1   
whither ,i return10     ,to lose my very
 life in thine1 and be     ,soul of thy 
soul through all eternity4  -----  #a   
,for there is no place of               
annihilation--but alive they mount up   
each into his own order of star1 and    
take their appointed seat in the        
heavens4 ,,georgics1 ,,book ,,iv4       
99        99        99        99        
99                                      

,,traveling ,a ,,touchstone4            
,a ,,party ,,of ,,pleasure4             
,,by ,f4 ,e4 ,f41 ,,author ,,of 8,a     
,,marriage ,,of ,,convenience10 ,,etc4  
,a ,,gayer party1 bent on pleasure1     
never left the wharf than that now on   
board the steamer bound for ,albany4 ,it
 consisted of ,mr4 and ,mrs4 ,castleton1
 ,ruth ,meredith and her friend ,grace  
,fanshaw1 with young ,meredith1 who had 
been coaxed by his sister to join the   
party1 so that 8they need be no trouble 
to ,mr4 ,castleton40 ,he had consented1 
though voting it rather a 8bore40 ,the  
presence of the pretty1 winning1        
graceful ,mrs4 ,castleton reconciled    
him1 however1 somewhat to the scheme1   
which was declared perfect in all its   
prospects and details1 except the one   
drawback to the young ladies1 of having 
been obliged to ask ,mary ,randall to   
accompany them4  ,there was no          
particular reason why ,mary ,randall's  
being invited should have been a point  
so much objected to1 as she appeared a  

quiet1 inoffensive girl1 by ,ruth and   
,grace1 only that she was not intimate  
with either1 and seemed in their        
apprehension to spoil the ease and      
interfere with the excessive intimacy   
and familiarity of the other two4 ,harry
 ,meredith1 too1 was put out with the   
prospect of 8another woman to be civil  
to20 but1 as ,ruth said1 8there was no  
help for it4 ,papa makes a point of it1 
as he wants to pay the ,randalls some   
attention1 and so does it by making me  
civil to ,mary4 ,it's not pleasant1     
,grace1 but it is better than not going 
at all40  8,oh1 to be sure10 replied    
,grace1 thinking in her heart that old  
,mr4 ,meredith was a very disagreeable  
old gentleman2 but there being no help  
for that either1 the matter was settled4
  8,i dare say ,mrs4 ,castleton will    
take her a good deal off our hands10    
said ,ruth4  8,what a charming woman she
 is10 replied ,grace4  8,mrs4           
,castleton8 ,oh1 she has always been my 
beau ideal10 answered ,ruth4 8,she's    

lovely both in mind and person4 ,her    
manners are so graceful1 and her tones  
so sweet--there's altogether a charm and
 witchery about her that's              
indescribable40  8,i hope your beau     
ideal will be a little more punctual    
another time1 ,ruth10 said young        
,meredith smiling4 8,faith6 ,i thought  
we had lost our passage40  8,well1 but  
we did not10 replied his sister4  8,no10
 said ,meredith4 8,more by luck though  
than good management40  8,what a fuss   
you men always make about punctuality10 
returned ,ruth4  8,and well we may10    
replied her brother4 8,it's the soul of 
business--and traveling1 too1 you'll    
find4 ,so pray have your carpet-bag     
ready in the morning--or--0  8,now don't
 begin with scolding1 ,harry1 because   
,mrs4 ,castleton happened to be five    
minutes out of the way40  8,well1 well10
 replied ,meredith1 8that's enough4 ,now
 go and choose your state-rooms4 ,one of
 you will have to share one with a      
stranger40  ,the girls looked at each   

other2 ,ruth and ,grace wanting to be   
together1 and yet not liking to propose 
it to ,mary ,randall1 who said at once1 
with the almost of good nature1  8,oh1  
,i'll take that one4 ,it's the same     
thing to me1 you know10 in a manner that
 quite warmed their hearts to her4      
,mrs4 ,castleton had the first choice1  
of course1 and so all the arrangements  
were made accordingly4 ,but just when   
they were retiring for the night1 ,mrs4 
,castleton came to ,ruth and ,grace's   
state-room1 with a servant following    
her1 bag in hand1 saying in her usual   
sweet manner and soft tones1  8,girls1  
you'll have to change with me4 ,there's 
such a walking overhead that ,i can't   
sleep below40  ,and so bonnets and      
shawls and bags were hastily gathered   
up1 and all tumbled in confusion in the 
condemned state-room below4  8,she might
 have thought of that before10 said     
,ruth with some little vexation4 8,it   
was her own choice40  8,yes1 ,i think   
so10 replied ,grace4 8,she could sleep  

here ,i suppose as well as we40  8,i    
should think so10 said ,ruth4 8,however1
 it's no matter40 ,and so1 full of talk 
of pleasure1 they chatted half the      
night1 to the great annoyance of their  
next neighbor1 7who chanced to be a     
crusty bachelor1 who all but cursed     
8those girls107 until they fell asleep1 
to continue their schemes in their      
dreams4  8,oh1 ,ruth1 dear1 just stop   
and fasten my dress10 said ,mrs4        
,castleton1 looking out from her        
state-room in the morning1 as her young 
friend was passing in a great hurry4 8,i
 am so late10 she continued4 8,do help  
me pack up these things40  ,ruth looked 
round in despair at the floor and chair1
 heaped with an indescribable mass of   
gowns1 caps1 shoes1 and every thing that
 had been quickly out of the trunk1 in  
,mrs4 ,castleton's hasty search after a 
particular pair of manchettes1 which    
were deemed indispensable to her        
toilette1 because they just matched the 
pattern of her collar1 and answered1    

8,i'll come back1 ,mrs4 ,castleton1 as  
soon as ,i have fastened my own trunk4  
,i left my room in a hurry1 to speak to 
,harry1 who wanted me1 and half my      
things are out yet40  8,oh1 you'll have 
plenty of time10 urged ,mrs4 ,castleton 
persuasively1 but still pertinaciously1 
8and my husband will be so angry if ,i  
am late4 ,he can't scold you1 you know10
 she added1 with one of those playful   
smiles ,ruth usually thought so         
bewitching1 but which she was in no mood
 to admire now1 as she thought--8,and so
 you mean to throw your unpunctuality on
 me0--but hardly knowing how to refuse1 
she was beginning to toss things in     
helter-skelter1 venting her pet upon    
helpless frocks and caps1 when ,mary    
,randall coming by1 saw her through the 
half opened door on her knees before the
 trunk1 7for ,mrs4 ,castleton was       
twining her long curls round her fingers
 at the glass17 said1  8,can ,i help    
you1 ,ruth8 ,i am all ready40 ,so1 to   
her inexpressible relief1 she took      

,ruth's place1 saying in a low voice1   
8,go and finish your own packing--,i'll 
get ,mrs4 ,castleton ready40  8,what a  
dear1 good girl you are10 said ,ruth1 in
 a perfect effervescence of             
gratitude--for it is not always the     
magnitude of the favor1 that produces   
the greatest amount of gratitude4 8,i   
declare1 ,grace10 she said afterward to 
,miss ,fanshaw1 8that ,mary ,randall is 
the nicest girl ,i know4 ,i would rather
 have her with us than not40  ,the hurry
 and skurry of getting ashore was hardly
 over1 when it was discovered that ,mrs4
 ,castleton's bag had been left in her  
state room1 and to avoid an explosion of
 vexation on the part of the provoked   
husband1 ,harry ,meredith had to start  
off poste haste to get it1 having       
scarcely time to spring back to shore   
ere the boat pushed off for ,troy1 and  
thinking1 as he did so1 that if the lady
 had not been so pretty he would not    
have interfered to prevent her getting  
the scolding she so richly deserved4    

,heated and panting he returned in time 
for a cold cup of coffee1 as the rest of
 the party had already breakfasted      
during his absence4 ,but ,mrs4          
,castleton said so gracefully1 8,i am   
afraid my carelessness has made you lose
 your breakfast1 ,mr4 ,meredith10 that  
he could not but answer1  8,oh1 not at  
all4 ,i have had a capital breakfast40  
,the pleasant ride however to ,utica    
restored the travelers to their usual   
high spirits4 ,mary ,randall was        
discovered to have as keen a sense of   
enjoyment as any of them1 with a fund of
 good temper that seemed inexhaustible4 
8,and so punctual10 as young ,meredith  
said most approvingly4 ,her shawl was   
never missing1 and her carpet-bag was   
always ready1 7two great points1 young  
ladies1 if you would win a gentleman's  
heart in traveling17 but graceful1      
charming ,mrs4 ,castleton was forever   
forgetting something1 and they never    
stopped any where that they did not hear
 ,mr4 ,castleton's voice saying1 in a   

tone of mixed vexation and despair1     
8,now1 ,julia1 have you got your bag8   
and where is your shawl80 ,to which she 
generally answered  8,yes--no--is not   
this mine8 ,no1 dear1 ,i believe ,i left
 it in the car--or perhaps its only in  
the carriage4 ,just call the driver     
back1 wont you80  8,the stage starts at 
six in the morning for ,trenton1        
ladies10 said ,meredith at night as they
 parted4 8,so you must be bright and    
early4 ,there's no danger of your not   
being ready10 he said1 turning to ,mary 
,randall with a smile4 8,you are a      
capital traveler1 ,i see40  ,mrs4       
,castleton did not look pleased4 ,she   
thought the compliment to ,mary was an  
implied reproof to herself--and she was 
not used to any thing but admiration1   
except1 indeed1 from her husband2 but   
she seemed used to his scolding1 for    
somehow she did not appear to mind1 if  
indeed she heard it1 which seemed       
doubtful4 ,meredith often thought him   
downright cross4  8,how he does scold   

that pretty wife of his10 he said to    
,ruth4 8,and how sweetly she bears it4  
,i declare ,i can hardly keep from      
answering for her sometimes40  8,she    
does not seem to care for it though10   
replied ,ruth1 who was beginning to be a
 little disenchanted of her beau ideal2 
8and she is provoking40  8,if she were  
not such a beauty1 ,i suppose she would 
be10 he replied4  8,are you ready1 ,mrs4
 ,castleton80 said ,ruth1 in her        
animated voice1 at her door the next    
morning4  8,ready60 exclaimed ,mrs4     
,castleton1 who was standing before the 
glass1 as she stroked her glossy hair4  
8,ready60  8,yes10 said ,ruth1 looking  
aghast at the trunk which was open as   
usual with half its contents on the     
floor4 8,yes1 ,mr4 ,castleton sent me up
 to say that the stage starts in ten    
minutes40  8,oh dear6 then we can't go  
in this one10 she replied1 quietly4 8,i 
can't get ready in that time4 ,we must  
take the next one going40  8,but no     
other goes to-day10 said ,ruth1 in      

despair4  8,then we must wait until     
to-morrow10 replied ,mrs4 ,castleton1   
calmly4 8,i would just as leave stay    
here a day as not40  ,but ,ruth would   
not1 nor ,grace1 nor any of them2 and as
 ,mrs4 ,castleton continued1 8,i've been
 to ,trenton before--so ,i don't care   
about staying there more than a day40   
,ruth thought she should have exploded4 
,to be cut short of a day at ,trenton1  
she and ,grace1 who had talked and      
dreamed of nothing else all summer4 ,and
 ,mary1 too1 who wanted to take sketches
 there--it was more than her patience1  
or rather impatience could bear2 but she
 saw that the only thing to be done1 was
 to get her ready herself--so she said  
with the energy of desperation4  8,dress
 yourself1 and ,i'll pack your trunk4   
,you have plenty of time40 ,and so she  
turned to and rapidly folded dresses1   
and packed and locked the trunk1 and    
then seized the carpet-bag1 and stuffed 
every thing in it she came across in an 
incredibly short time2 and ere ,mrs4    

,castleton had calmly put her bonnet on1
 she came panting down stairs1 dragging 
the bag after her1 and loaded with      
shawls and cloaks1 heated and out of    
breath4 ,she was just in time to hear   
,mr4 ,castleton call out1  8,all ready1 
ladies80 to which his wife answered in  
the sweetest tones of bright alacrity1  
8,yes1 all ready60 to his infinite      
satisfaction and approving surprise1 for
 he answered1  8,ah1 that's right60 as  
he handed her in the carriage1 and as   
poor ,ruth jumped in after her1 she     
exclaimed1  8,why ,ruth1 dear1 how      
heated you look60  ,now if any thing is 
provoking1 it is to be told when you are
 heated1 that you look so4 ,but ,mrs4   
,castleton1 feeling fresh and cool1     
seemed quite amused as well as surprised
 at her friend's looking so flushed and 
flurried4  ,two stylish young men1      
strangers1 who were to be their         
fellow-travelers to ,trenton1 turned    
their eyes on ,ruth at this exclamation 
of ,mrs4 ,castleton2 and poor ,ruth1 who

 really was a pretty girl1 when not     
flushed1 feeling that she was appearing 
to no advantage1 only colored the more1 
and grew the hotter for the attention   
she attracted1 while she longed to say1 
8,if ,i am hot1 it's packing your trunk 
that has made me so20 but as that would 
not do very well1 she had no alternative
 but silence1 while she saw the         
strangers glance from her to the        
delicate1 fair1 tranquil-looking ,mrs4  
,castleton with looks of admiration that
 did not tend to pacify her4 ,she had1  
however1 to grow cool in temper and     
temperament the best way she could4 ,and
 off the stage started for ,trenton4    
,two delightful days were passed at the 
,falls4 ,the stylish young strangers had
 made ,harry ,meredith's acquaintance1  
and been by him introduced to the party1
 which they joined4 ,so the girls were  
in ecstasies4 ,they could have staid    
there willingly for a month2 but their  
time was limited1 as they wanted to be  
back in time for the ball at ,west      

,point2 and the young men being1 like   
themselves1 bound for ,niagara1 they    
were somewhat reconciled at leaving     
,trenton1 which was declared to be the  
most perfect spot under heaven4 8,they  
could live there forever10 etc42 and so 
the whole party1 with its new made      
addition1 returned to ,utica again4     
8,oh1 my bouquet6 ,i left it on the     
table in the drawing-room60 exclaimed   
,mrs4 ,castleton1 the next morning1 just
 as they were all seated in the cars4   
8,do1 dear10 turning to her husband1 8go
 and get it for me40  8,it's of no      
consequence1 ,julia10 he replied2 8and  
,i have not time40  8,oh yes1 indeed it 
is10 she urged4 8,you have plenty of    
time4 ,tell the conductor to wait a     
minute for you40  8,nonsense1 ,julia10  
he replied1 impatiently4 8,do you       
suppose he'd stop if ,i were to ask     
him--and ,i certainly would not ask him 
if he would40  ,but she looked so       
imploringly1 and at the same time so    
very pretty1 that ,mr4 ,sutherland 7one 

of the strangers before mentioned7      
thought her husband a brute to refuse   
her1 and darted out of the cars1 which  
the next minute were starting off4      
8,there6 ,sutherland has lost his       
place60 some one exclaimed1 as the      
bouquet was thrown in at the window1 and
 fell into ,mrs4 ,castleton's lap2 but a
 gentleman1 putting his head out of the 
window1 said1 8,no6 there he is1 jumping
 on the outside60 8,oh1 how dangerous60 
cried out two or three voices at once4  
,and one old gentleman drew in his gray 
head with the quiet remark1 8,young men 
will do these mad things4 ,i only wonder
 more accidents don't happen20 and in   
another minute1 ,mr4 ,sutherland1       
animated and laughing1 was making his   
way through the centre of the car1 and  
as he took his seat1 said1  8,i was     
afraid you would lose your flowers1     
,mrs4 ,castleton4 ,i quite gave you all 
up as ,i saw the cars starting40  8,i am
 very much indebted to you10 she said1  
gracefully4 8,i am so fond of flowers4  

,their fragrance is really refreshing10 
she said1 as she raised the large       
bouquet to her delicate face1 not less  
fair and soft than the beautiful flowers
 that almost hid it4  ,the young man    
looked at her most admiringly1 as if it 
was a beautiful and refined taste1 just 
suited to so lovely and graceful a      
creature4  ,the little party passed so  
pleasant a day together1 and the young  
men were so captivated with ,mrs4       
,castleton's grace and beauty1 and the  
high spirits and general good looks of  
the three girls1 that it was proposed   
that they should join parties1 and take 
an 8extra0 together for the next stage  
of their journey4  ,this suited the     
ladies extremely well1 who were not less
 7only not so openly7 charmed with the  
gentlemen4 ,and the next day a later    
hour was named for their starting than  
usual1 as the conveyance was their own4 
8,is ,mrs4 ,castleton ready80 said      
,harry ,meredith1 in a tone of          
suppressed impatience1 the next morning4

 8,it's most nine o'clock1 and we were  
to have been off at eight40  8,oh1 no60 
replied ,ruth1 in a low voice4 8,i doubt
 whether we get off to-day1 ,harry4 ,she
 says there's no hurry as we have an    
8extra40 ,i do think with all her pretty
 ways1 she is the most provoking woman60
  8,where is ,mary ,randall80 he asked4 
8,helping her10 continued his sister4   
8,i came away in perfect vexation and   
despair4 ,as to her husband's being     
cross to her1 ,i think he's a perfect   
marvel of patience40  8,i declare ,i am 
beginning to think so too10 said ,harry4
 8,well1 to-morrow we take the boat on  
the lake1 thank fortune6 so there'll be 
no more running back for flowers and    
bags40  ,in spite of little drawbacks1  
however1 the pretence of the two young  
strangers1 who kept ,mrs4 ,castleton in 
high good-humor1 made the two days      
stage-traveling very delightful2 and now
 they had reached the boat1 and were on 
the broad and beautiful ,ontario4  8,do1
 ,ruth1 put on your cloak10 said        

,meredith1 to his sister4 8,the morning 
air is very keen40  8,i can't find it1  
,harry10 she replied4  8,how could you  
mislay it60 he said1 quite provoked4    
8,you will catch your death of cold40   
,and a great stir was made for the      
missing cloak1 everybody getting up and 
looking under chairs and behind benches2
 and poor ,ruth1 quite disconcerted at  
discomposing so many persons1 was saying
 all the time1 8,oh1 it's no matter1    
,harry40 ,but he only replied1 8,it is  
matter1 ,ruth4 ,you'll be ill40 ,when   
the general move having reached ,mrs4   
,castleton1 she said1  8,what are you   
looking for1 ,mr4 ,meredith80  8,ruth's 
cloak10 he answered4  8,oh1 ,i have it  
on10 she calmly replied4 8,i could not  
find mine4 ,it's somewhere in the lady's
 cabin10 she continued1 looking up at   
,ruth1 without1 however1 making any     
offer of returning ,ruth her own4  8,go 
and get it1 ,ruth10 said her brother4   
,she went1 and in a few minutes returned
 without the cloak2 and in answer to    

,mr4 ,meredith's remonstrance1 said1 in 
a low voice1  8,i cannot help it1       
,harry2 the air is so bad down there    
that ,i could not stand it2 and there's 
such a confusion1 it's impossible to    
find any thing40  ,meredith insisted1   
however1 again4 8,you are coughing      
already20 and this time he accompanied  
his sister1 and presently they returned 
with the cloak1 which it took all his   
good breeding to hand to ,mrs4          
,castleton politely1 who took it as     
quietly as if it had been quite a matter
 of course1 and as she returned ,ruth   
her own1 said1  8,i hope you have not   
taken cold4 ,you look quite blue10 and  
she continued to gaze at her1 with an   
air of surprise1 at anybody's being so  
cold and looking so ugly4               
8,sutherland10 said his friend a few    
days after1 8your pretty ,mrs4          
,castleton's a bore1 with her sweet     
manner and dilatory selfishness4 ,i mean
 to cut the party and travel off for    
,niagara by myself4 ,i don't ask you1   

however1 to do so too1 if you prefer    
remaining with them40  8,no10 replied   
,sutherland1 8,i believe you are right4 
,pretty women are very charming at home1
 and in ball-rooms1 but it is1 as you   
say1 a bore to be tied to them in       
traveling40  8,the girls are nice       
girls10 pursued the other4 8,if it were 
not for this spoilt beauty1 ,i would    
rather remain with them than not40 ,so  
it was determined between them that they
 should go on in the night train1 and so
 free themselves from the rest of the   
party1 who they would meet again at     
,niagara4  8,how strange10 said ,mrs4   
,castleton1 as her husband conveyed to  
her the adieux of the young men1 who    
affected a sudden haste that must carry 
them immediately on4 8,i declare it's   
quite rude10 she continued1 somewhat    
offended4  8,i am not at all surprised10
 said ,harry ,meredith1 quietly4  8,it's
 very provoking10 said ,ruth1 who knew  
what her brother meant1 and all the     
ladies were for the first time quite    

sulky4 ,mrs4 ,castleton1 for she missed 
the admiration of the two handsome1     
fashionable1 agreeable young men2 ,ruth1
 because she was angry with ,mrs4       
,castleton as being the cause of their  
being driven away1 and ,grace1 not less 
put out than the other two at losing the
 society of their agreeable traveling   
companions--all but ,mary1 were in      
thorough bad humor4  8,you seem to bear 
the loss of our new friends very        
philosophically10 said ,harry ,meredith4
  8,they were very pleasant additions to
 our party10 she replied1               
good-humoredly1 8but as we started      
without them1 and without any idea or   
knowledge of them1 ,i do not think they 
are at all essential to our having quite
 as agreeable a journey as we           
anticipated40  8,what a sweet tempered  
creature she is10 said ,harry1 pleased  
with the calmness with which she        
regarded the loss of the two heroes4    
8,oh10 replied ,ruth1 8it is easy enough
 for her to keep her temper4 ,you have  

not left the party40  8,i10 he          
ejaculated1 looking amazed4  8,yes10    
pursued his sister4 8,you are almost as 
much of a stranger to her1 and quite as 
agreeable as either of the other two40  
8,thank you10 said he1 laughing4 8,then 
how comes it that you and ,grace do not 
value me as highly80  8,you are my      
brother10 she replied1 8and ,grace has  
known you since she was a baby4 ,there  
is no throwing the light of imagination 
round a man so circumstanced40  ,harry  
laughed1 and he did not like ,mary the  
less for his sister's explanation of her
 good temper4  8,mrs4 ,castleton10 he   
said1 8,i've been to look at the rooms4 
,there's only one on the second story1  
and another in the third4 ,i presume    
you'll take the one on the second40     
8,oh1 yes10 she replied1 8,i never mount
 more stairs than necessary40  8,so ,i  
presumed10 he replied2 and presently he 
came back with a smiling expression in  
his eyes1 that made his sister ask him  
once or twice what was the matter1 to   

which he replied each time1 8nothing40  
,but she knew better4 ,something        
evidently pleased him very much4  8,it's
 excessively cold10 said ,mrs4          
,castleton1 as she drew herself up in   
her shawl4 8,i wish we had a little     
fire40  8,you had better go up stairs as
 soon as your room is ready10 said her  
husband4 ,and presently1 when the       
housekeeper came to show them to their  
rooms1 shivering and blue1 she bid the  
girls good night4  8,let me carry your  
shawls for you10 said ,harry1 as he     
gathered up his sister's and friends'   
8things10 and following them up1 he     
heard one of the girls exclaim1 as she  
opened the door1 8,oh1 charming6 ,how   
comfortable60 ,it was a large room1 and 
a nice wood-fire was blazing most       
cheerfully4  8,now1 ,ruth10 he said1    
8you see what amused me40  8,how80 she  
asked4  8,why1 ,mrs4 ,castleton chose1  
as usual1 what she supposed was the     
best2 but her room has no fire-place in 
it2 and ,i really enjoyed her           

selfishness being for once at fault40   
8,oh1 ,i am sorry10 said ,mary1 8for she
 seemed really suffering4 ,i did not    
know it4 ,if ,i had--0  8,yes10 said    
,harry1 with an admiring look1 8,i      
thought you would offer to change with  
her if you knew it1 so ,i said nothing  
about it40  8,you were right1 ,harry2 ,i
 am glad of it10 said ,ruth4 8,there's  
no reason why we should not be          
comfortable too4 ,so good-night to you40
 ,and as she shut the door1 she         
continued with1 8,a very bright idea of 
,harry's2 and now girls don't let us go 
to bed this hour yet4 ,let us enjoy this
 fire40 ,and they did enjoy it1 abusing 
,mrs4 ,castleton4  ,it was quite amusing
 to hear them4 ,one would scarcely think
 she could be the same person they      
started with4 ,but young girls are      
always equally enthusiastic in either   
liking or disliking4  ,mrs4 ,castleton  
had been an angel because she was pretty
 and graceful4 ,she was now1 if not     
quite a devil1 at least1 detestable1    

because she was discovered to be spoilt4
 ,and 8that cross ,mr4 ,castleton10 was 
now 8poor ,mr4 ,castleton40 ,so much for
 moods and tenses4 ,traveling is a magic
 glass4  ,a few days at ,niagara1 in    
equal ecstasies1 when ,mr4 ,sutherland  
and his agreeable friend were met again4
 ,then they turned their faces once more
 toward home4 ,the gentlemen pursuing   
their original plan1 separated to travel
 by themselves1 but were to meet the    
ladies again at ,west ,point4  ,at      
,albany1 however1 ,mrs4 ,castleton said 
to her husband3  8,we'll take the night 
boat1 my dear1 ,i am tired40  8,but you 
want to stop at ,west ,point1 don't     
you80 he asked4  8,oh1 no10 she replied1
 8,i am tired1 and want to get home40   
8,not stop at ,west ,point60 exclaimed  
the three girls in a breath4  8,no10 she
 replied4 8,those balls are stupid      
things40  8,but1 dear ,mrs4 ,castleton10
 said ,grace1 and 8,oh1 ,mrs4 ,castleton
 do10 said ,ruth1 in every accent of    
imploring urgency4  ,but ,mrs4          

,castleton1 though very gentle1 could be
 very firm1 when her own wishes were    
concerned1 and as she did not care to   
meet ,mr4 ,sutherland again1 who had    
quite devoted himself to ,grace the last
 few days at ,niagara1 and as his friend
 had been indifferent from the first1   
she saw no reason why she should stop   
there4 ,as for the ball1 she quite      
laughed at the girls for even wanting to
 go at all4  8,it's useless to say any  
thing more1 ,ruth10 said ,harry1 in a   
loud tone4 8,she's a selfish            
creature--that's the end of it40  ,but  
that was not the 8end of it10 for the   
three girls did not meet for a month    
that at least half an hour was not      
devoted to a lively abuse of their once 
beau ideal1 8that lovely ,mrs4          
,castleton40 ,and we are mistaken if    
,mary ,randall1 to whose joining the    
party ,harry ,meredith had so warmly    
objected1 because he'd have to be civil 
to her1 has not made a conquest of the  
same ,mr4 ,harry ,meredith4 ,and there  

is every appearance of ,trenton         
reminiscences leading to something with 
,grace and ,mr4 ,sutherland2 and so ,i  
rather think there'll be two weddings   
next winter1 at which ,ruth will be     
bridemaid4                   99         
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,,mary4                            ,,by 
,,william ,m4 ,,briggs4       ,,there   
was a maiden once--so fair--       ,so  
shy in look--yet so beguiling--         
,with wealth of changeful golden hair1  
,and eyes so bright1 yet ever smiling2  
,that fain thought ,i--so fair was she--
     ,it should be writ in ,poesie6     
,her name was like a poet's dream--     
,and that sweet name1 they call it      
,mary--     ,a word of gentle1 sunny    
sheen--       ,though names may1 like   
young maidens1 vary--     ,and ,,may1   
with woman's wayward will1     ,had     
sometimes gleams of ,,april still6      
,but often on some dreamy day1          
,out where the old green woods were     
swaying1     ,when the blue skies       

stretched far away1     ,and the glad   
sunshine's every ray       ,seemed with 
each bud and floweret playing1     ,and 
misty air and sunny beams     ,grew     
tempting-full of foolish dreams2        
,then would she sit in quiet mood1      
,with thoughtful face and gentle tone2  
,i dreamed the spirit of the wood       
,had come to tryst with me alone1       
,and speak such earnest words as tell   
,that human hearts may love too well3   
,such exquisite1 sweet thoughts as rise 
,from souls that artless passion moves1 
,and mounting upward through the eyes   
,betray the heart that loves1     ,and  
whisper1 ere the lips can part1         
,that love lies brooding at the heart4  
,that love--young love--oh6 who can tell
       ,how much there is of mad'ning   
pain     ,for one who loves too         
deep--too well       ,to be beloved so  
back again--     ,to be so loved1 yet   
doomed to see     ,all that he loves    
droop hopelessly6      ,ah me6 ,i look  
upon the past1       ,as o'er some book 

of faded flowers1     ,where ,joys1 now 
crushed1 too sweet to last1             
,remind me of those vanished hours2     
,and every trace those leaves impart    
,is pressed more deeply on my heart4    
,the touch1 the tone1 the melting look1 
,the half-reclining1 gentle pressure1   
,the keeping time with hand and foot    
,to some love ditty's murmured measure  
,while with her fingers1 soft and fair1 
,she smoothed the tangles of my hair2   
,and how through long and silent ways   
,we wandered in the sunny weather1      
,as light of heart and full of lays     
,as any wanton bird in feather--        
,and every word that she would say      
,seems ringing through my soul to-day4  
,there was a maiden once--so fair--     
,that ,i shall ne'er forget it--never-- 
,though time may silver o'er my hair1   
,and ,i may seem as calm as ever--      
,for dreams1 whose guidance ne'er can   
vary1     ,are trystings still for me   
and ,mary4                   99         
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,,the ,,poet ,,cowper4                  
,by ,,rev4 ,j4 ,n4 ,,danforth4   ,,in   
contemplating the varieties of human    
kind1 nothing is more obvious than that 
some men are endowed with genius for the
 production of one set of results1 while
 others are invested with the same power
 with a manifest adaptation to different
 results4 ,so the interior texture of   
that impalpable thing we call genius1 is
 diverse in various subjects4 ,in some  
we find the development of extraordinary
 energies1 in others the elaboration of 
the gentler traits of character4 ,some  
are eminently capable of devising1      
others of executing4 ,one man is        
distinguished for the ardor of his      
imagination1 another for the soundness  
of his judgment4 ,a bold1 daring temper 
of mind is indigenous to one class2 a   
gentle1 timid disposition characterizes 
another4 ,the spirit of sarcasm1 of     
irony1 of invective1 riots in the mental
 activities of some men1 while that of  
tenderness1 benevolence1 and habitual   

charitableness constitutes the repose of
 others4 ,of the former1 ,byron might be
 mentioned as an example2 of the latter1
 ,cowper4 ,they were both men of        
acknowledged genius4 ,the world has     
adjudicated on their respective titles  
to the inheritance of fame4 ,but how    
different the men6  ,it may be true that
 the qualities of ,byron were more      
fitted to excite the stronger and       
sterner1 as they certainly were to      
awaken the severer and more rampant     
feelings of our nature1 while those of  
,cowper tend to elicit whatever in man  
is tender1 reverent1 social and         
sympathetic4 ,he is eminently the poet  
of the home and the heart1 and even when
 contending with the foul and formidable
 spirit of melancholy1 he strives to    
make others cheerful and happy4  ,in one
 of his letters he says that his own    
experience contradicts the philosophical
 axiom that nothing can communicate what
 it has not in itself1 for that he wrote
 certain poems 8to amuse a mind         

oppressed with melancholy10 and that by 
so doing he has 8comforted others1 at   
the same time that they administer to me
 no consolation40 ,one can hardly       
believe that from a mind over which hung
 such clouds and darkness there could   
issue such a piece as 8,john ,gilpin10  
or the 8,report of an adjudged case1 not
 to be found in any of the books40 ,yet 
the mind of man is wondrous6 ,what      
powerful efforts will it not make to    
rise into a region1 where it can behold 
the cheerful light of day1 and breathe  
the healthful air of freedom4 ,cowper   
long looked upon himself as a doomed    
reprobate1 a hopeless exile from the    
favor of ,god--but faith triumphed at   
last4 ,that exploded absurdity--that a  
powerful genius must necessarily reside 
in a slender and morbid frame--seems    
long to have possessed even intelligent 
minds4 ,education is coming to be       
considered as properly embracing our    
whole physical1 intellectual1 and moral 
being1 and the time1 we hope1 is at     

hand1 when it will be no reproach to    
carry about a robust mind in a robust   
body4 ,indeed we have among the         
intellectual magnates of the land1 men  
of massive fames and ample physical     
development4 ,look at the stalwort line 
of ,secretaries of ,state for some years
 past6  ,but a poet must be a man of    
more ethereal mould4 ,why so8 ,behold   
,sir ,walter ,scott1 that man of regal  
imagination1 who breathed the spirit of 
poetry into the body of his romance1 and
 transfused romance into his poetry1    
while with dramatic energy and          
verisimilitude he summons before us1 on 
the stage he has erected1 the stirring  
scenes and characters of other days1 as 
with the wand of an enchanter4 ,what an 
athletic form ministered to the commands
 of his kingly mind1 for it was he who  
loved to say1 8,my mind to me a kingdom 
is40 ,and ,johnson1 the critic1         
moralist1 essayist1 lexicographer1      
poet--yes1 ,,poet1 for in his great mind
 the elements of the sublime and        

beautiful lay in all their wondrous     
nativity2 ,johnson was a man of giant   
physical strength1 of an apparent       
animalism too awkward to admit of       
refinement in this world4 ,burns1 too1  
was a man of massive mould1 yet how     
exquisitely poetical4 ,the philosophy of
 the union of soul and body is as yet   
little understood4 ,we want healthy men 
to conduct the affairs of the world1 as 
well as to serve in the ,court of the   
,muses and the ,graces4 ,what injuries  
have ,states sustained2 what            
interruptions of the peace of the world 
have been caused by a fit of the gout1  
of dyspepsy1 of morbid melancholy1 of   
base intemperance1 or by some paroxysm  
of passion engendered by the humors of  
an unhealthy body4 ,the very ,union of  
the ,states may be endangered by these  
causes4  ,had ,cowper been free from    
those distressing maladies1 from the    
depredations of that 8fierce banditti10 
as he calls them1          8,that with a
 black1 infernal train1          ,make  

cruel inroads in the brain10  how much  
happier had he been1 how much more might
 he have accomplished4 ,pity1 not       
censure2 charity1 not severity1 are due 
to the interesting sufferer1 who had too
 much timidity to read aloud before his 
superiors1 thereby losing a good office4
 ,that1 however1 was a trifle1 compared 
with the deep fountain of melancholy    
that existed within him1 whose waters no
 kind angel descending from heaven      
healed by casting in some celestial     
gift4 ,religion itself became tinged    
with the dark coloring of the disease it
 would relieve4 ,to most pilgrims of    
,time the 8,new ,year0 is a cheerful    
season4 8,happy0 wishes then fly in     
clusters all around the domestic and the
 social circles4 ,how does ,cowper speak
 of the old year8 8,i looked back upon  
all the passages and occurrences of it  
as a traveler looks back upon a         
wilderness1 through which he has passed 
with weariness and sorrow of heart1     
reaping no other fruit of his labor than

 the poor consolation1 that1 dreary as  
the desert was1 he left it all behind   
him40 ,while indulging a similar strain 
of lugubriousness1 his thoughts fall    
into the natural language of the poet3  
8,nature revives again1 but a soul once 
slain1 lives no more4 ,the hedge that   
has been apparently dead is not so3 it  
will burst into leaf1 and blossom at the
 appointed time2 but no such time is    
appointed for the stake that stands in  
it4 ,it is as dead as it seems1 and will
 prove itself no dissembler40           
,mournfully beautiful6 ,and thus had he 
been talking for eleven lingering years1
 long enough to make 8despair an        
inveterate habit40  ,we do not recollect
 that any of the biographers of ,cowper 
have given sufficient weight1 if they   
have even adverted to one very natural  
cause of depression1 the destitution of 
any regular profession or employment for
 nearly seventy years1 with no wife to  
love1 no children to provide for4 ,it   
were enough to wither even a joyous     

temperament4 8,the color of our whole   
life10 said ,cowper1 8is generally such 
as the first three or four years in     
which we are our own masters make it4   
,then it is that we may be said to shape
 our own destiny1 and to treasure up for
 ourselves a series of future successes 
or disappointments40 ,those years were  
spent in idleness1 to the influence of  
which was added the effect of his       
mortifying failure as clerk to the      
,house of ,lords1 thus throwing him upon
 any chance resources for the supply of 
the various wants of life4 ,the final   
result was the providential overruling  
of the whole to the production of a     
consummate poet4 8,had ,i employed my   
time as wisely as you10 he writes to his
 friend1 ,mr4 ,rose1 8in a situation    
very similar to yours1 ,i had never been
 a poet perhaps1 but ,i might by this   
time have acquired a character of more  
importance in society40  ,he had reached
 fifty years before ,fame had dropped a 
single wreath upon his brow1 or he had  

even seriously courted the poetic ,muse4
 8,dejection of spirits1 which ,i       
suppose may have prevented many a man   
from becoming an author1 made me one4 ,i
 find constant employment necessary1 and
 therefore take care to be constantly   
employed40 ,he seems to have thought    
that the season of winter was the most  
congenial to the operations of his mind 
and the productions of his fancy4 8,the 
season of the year which generally      
pinches off the flowers of poetry1      
unfolds mine1 such as they are1 and     
crowns me with a winter garland4 ,in    
this respect1 therefore1 ,i and my      
contemporary bards are by no means upon 
a par4 ,they write when the delightful  
influence of fine weather1 fine         
prospects1 and a brisk motion of the    
animal spirits make poetry almost the   
language of nature2 and ,i1 when icicles
 depend from all the leaves of the      
,parnassian laurel1 and when a          
reasonable man would as little expect to
 succeed in verse1 as to hear a         

blackbird whistle40 ,the very spirit of 
modesty breathing through language      
deeply poetical6 ,it is the province of 
genius1 in its imaginative forms1 to    
render tributary to its object the whole
 circle of the seasons1 and to expound  
the thousand occult meanings of nature  
in her depths and her varieties1 as well
 as to exhibit the more obvious images  
of beauty1 of which she furnishes in    
such profusion the striking originals4  
,hear the voice of his ,muse            
apostrophizing even stern ,winter3      
8,i crown thee king of intimate         
delights1         ,fireside enjoyments1 
home-born happiness60  ,bachelor as he  
was1 he sought his chief happiness in   
the interior sanctities of domestic     
life4 ,there his gentle spirit was      
nourished with the aliment drawn from   
the purest sources of friendship and    
virtue1 and thence his imagination took 
its flights1 not bold1 but beautiful1   
not ascending to the lofty height of    
,milton's 8great argument10 but holding 

its graceful way through that middle    
region of thought1 and fancy1 and       
feeling1 familiar to the mass of minds  
in any measure susceptible to the       
beauties of poetry4 ,the critics of half
 a century ago1 while they hesitated to 
admit ,cowper to that high rank among   
the great poets1 which has been adjudged
 him by the verdict of posterity1       
confessed that his works contained many 
traits of strong and original genius1   
and a richness of idiomatic phraseology 
seldom equalled in the ,english         
language4 ,readers of poetry had become 
so accustomed to the refined diction and
 polished versification of his          
predecessors--,addison1 ,pope1 ,gray1   
and ,prior--that they were slow to      
welcome a new aspirant for the bays1 who
 came with a free1 unfettered1 and even 
somewhat careless air to claim their    
homage4 ,he might gather a few humble   
flowers along the sides of ,parnassus1  
but to think of reaping near its summit 
was the height of presumption4 ,yet     

which of those poets has now so many    
readers as ,cowper8 ,goldsmith may      
better compare with him for permanence  
and extent of interest1 so eminently    
natural is he2 but what shall be said of
 ,dryden1 earlier1 it is true1 than the 
others1 but one who had long been       
considered as having passed into the    
apotheosis of the ,dii majores8 ,he may 
have one reader to five hundred who     
luxuriate in ,cowper's parlor1 alcove1  
and garden1 with the ,,task in hand4    
,then for purity1 what a contrast       
between these last two4 ,the ,bard of   
,christianity1 as he has been called1   
wrote no line1 which1 8dying he would   
wish to blot40 ,to ,cowper the sentiment
 is more impressively applicable by the 
suffrage of the public mind1 than       
,thomson1 to whom it is applied by ,lord
 ,lyttleton--and deservedly so4 ,they   
both communed with ,nature1 the one with
 her minute lights and shades1 the other
 with her grander forms and more        
striking developments4 ,the imagination 

of ,cowper1 like the microscopic glass1 
detected the shape and tint of the very 
petal of a flower4 ,that of ,thomson    
ranged with the sweep of the telescope  
through fields of light1 and distant    
spheres1 radiant with beauty and vocal  
with harmony4 ,each fulfilled his       
mission with dignity1 propriety1 and    
devotion1 causing us to pray ,o6 si sic 
omnes6 ,but the nineteenth century has  
produced so much mysticism1 such an     
amount of nebulous metaphysics in poetry
 and prose1 as to make some honest      
people doubt the lawfulness of their    
veneration for the standard poets1      
especially the more intelligible ones1  
or whether there is any such thing as   
standard poetry4 ,coleridge1 indeed1 is 
clear1 solemn1 and sublime1 when he     
approaches nearest to ,milton1 as in his
 ,sunrise ,hymn2 and ,wordsworth is most
 natural1 perspicuous1 and impressive1  
when he most resembles ,cowper2 but     
,shelley1 ,keats1 ,tennyson1            
,browning--what do they mean in half    

their poetry8  ,cowper stands almost    
alone in having nothing to do with the  
passion of love1 which has always       
figured at such a rate in all sorts of  
novels1 dramas1 and poems4 ,it was not  
because he was destitute of sensibility4
 ,his life was a tender sentiment1 his  
heart was formed for friendship2 he was 
even an admirer of the female sex1 and  
he entrusted the happiness of his life  
to the care and sympathy of female      
friends2 but the romance of the tender  
passion was beneath the dignity of his  
,muse1 while for real purity of         
affection1 as well as of imagination1 no
 poet has been more distinguished4 ,he  
possesses the sweetness1 if not the     
grandeur of ,milton2 and if he does not 
emulate the song of the ,seraphim1 who1 
in their exalted spheres1 minister so   
near the throne of the ,eternal1 his    
strain is ever coincident with the      
thousand choral harmonies of nature and 
mind around him4 ,in speaking of the    
influence of the 8country0 upon his     

mind1 even that country which 8,god     
made10 he says1 with enthusiasm1        
8,i never framed a wish1 or formed a    
plan1         ,that flattered me with   
hopes of earthly bliss1         ,but    
there ,i laid the scene2 there early    
strayed         ,my fancy1 ere yet      
liberty of choice         ,had found me1
 or the hope of being free4         ,my 
very dreams were rural2 rural1 too1     
,the first born efforts of my youthful  
muse40  ,the regions of fiction he left 
others to explore2 the artificial       
manners of a polished age2 the martial  
deeds of heroic periods he relinquished 
to their admirers1 and devoted himself  
to the socialities of domestic life1 to 
the promotion of pure morals1 and the   
elevation of public sentiment on a      
proper basis1 and to a worthy standard4 
8,he impresses us10 says ,campbell1     
8with the idea of a being1 whose fine   
spirit had been long enough in the mixed
 society of the world to be polished by 
its intercourse1 and yet withdrawn so   

soon as to retain an unworldly degree of
 purity and simplicity40 ,he listened   
with alacrity to the secret suggestions 
of the spirit of philanthropy1 and at   
times rose to the solemn dignity and    
fervor of a prophet's strain1 thus      
realizing the classic1 nay1 the ,hebraic
 idea of the union of poet and prophet  
in the same venerated person4  ,among   
those sentiments which have been        
incorporated into the thinking and      
speaking of men1 may be found many of   
the conceptions of ,cowper's genius1    
especially as embodied in the ,task1    
near the conclusion of which he ascends 
to so lofty a height1 as to remind us of
 the sublimity of ,milton4 ,it is       
perfectly obvious1 that before his muse 
took that flight1 she had bathed her    
wing in the fountain of inspiration4    
,the voice of the bard seems to echo    
that of the ,hebrew prophet1 as he stood
 upon the ,mount of ,vision1 and beheld 
the unfolding glories of the latter day4
  ,the satire of ,cowper was at times as

 keen as his own sensibilities1 yet     
blending itself with a gentle manner and
 a genial humor1 it disarmed all        
suspicion of malignity in its           
composition1 thus augmenting its moral  
power4 ,vice1 folly1 and even finery1   
felt the sharpness of his satire4 ,in   
his themes1 as in so many clear mirrors1
 we see reflected the multiplied images 
of the spirit of the man4 ,truth1 ,hope1
 ,charity1 ,retirement1 ,ode to ,peace1 
,human ,frailty1 the ,rose1 the ,doves1 
the ,glowworm1 ,lily1 ,nosegay1 ,epitaph
 on a ,hare1 such are the subjects that 
wakened in him congenial thought and    
feeling4 ,the lines on his ,mother's    
,portrait are exquisitely tender and    
affecting1 instinct with love1          
overflowing with affection1 with that   
love which is never so intense as when  
softened by affliction1 and intertwined 
with pensive recollections of the past4 
,his pieces are not wrought with the    
perfection and coldness of artistic     
skill1 like those of the sculptor1 but  

flow from the imagination right through 
the channel of the heart1 taking the    
most natural shape and costume of the   
moment and the occasion4  ,the great    
critic of the ,north1 who sat so many   
years on the ,bench of ,literature      
before he occupied the ,bench of ,civil 
,justice1 from which death has recently 
called him1 thus pronounced his opinion 
of ,cowper3 8,the great variety and     
truth of his descriptions2 the sterling 
weight and sense of most of his         
observations1 and1 above all1 the great 
appearance of facility with which every 
thing is executed1 and the happy use he 
has so often made of the most ordinary  
language1 all concur to stamp upon his  
poems the character of original genius1 
and remind us of the merits that have   
secured immortality to ,shakspeare40    
,little need be added concerning his    
prose4 ,it is known to have been        
eminently easy and natural4 ,his letters
 especially are models4 ,it is          
sufficient praise to say1 that ,robert  

,hall1 that master of the art of        
composition1 thus speaks of ,cowper3 8,i
 have always considered his letters as  
the finest specimens of the epistolary  
style in our language4 ,to an air of    
inimitable ease and negligence1 they    
unite a high degree of correctness1 such
 as could result only from the clearest 
intellect1 combined with the most       
finished taste4 ,i have scarcely found a
 single word which is capable of being  
exchanged for a better4 ,literary errors
 ,i can discern none4 ,the selection of 
the words1 and the structure of the     
periods are inimitable2 they present as 
striking a contrast as can well be      
conceived to the turgid verbosity which 
passes at present for fine writing1 and 
which bears a great resemblance to the  
degeneracy which marks the style of     
,ammianus ,marcellinus1 as compared to  
that of ,cicero and ,livy4 ,a perpetual 
effort and struggle is made to supply   
the place of vigor2 garish and dazzling 
colors are substituted for chaste       

ornament1 and the hideous distortions of
 weakness for native strength4 ,in my   
humble opinion1 the study of ,cowper's  
prose may on this account be as useful  
in forming the taste of young people as 
his poetry40                   99       
99        99        99        99        
,,evening4                              
,j4 ,r4 ,,barrick4       ,,how sweet to 
me the evening hour1       ,when ,nature
 sinks to rest1     ,and like a warrior 
in his pride       ,the sun goes down   
the west4      ,as evening stars1 like  
diamonds bright1       ,come peeping    
through the sky1     ,ah6 what a thing  
of joy 'twould be       ,from earth to  
fade and die4                   99      
99        99        99        99        
,,the ,,queen ,,of ,,the ,,woods4       
,,my 8,,lida40                          
,,by 8,l',,inconnue40       ,,the       
spring-time is waking to beauty and     
bloom1     ,the storm-clouds are        
breaking1 and bright through the gloom  
,the blue heaven flashes like gleams of 

thine eye1     ,through the dark silken 
lashes1 which deepen its dye1     ',tis 
a glance full of tenderness1 blended    
with pride1     ,like thine own azure   
eye-beam1 my sweet sister ,lide6        
,the rose-buds are sleeping--but odors  
around     ,tell of hyacinths peeping   
from yon grassy mound2     ,and the     
peach-bloom is blushing like cloudlets  
at even1     ,when the sunset is        
flushing the calm summer heaven1        
,and ,i dream as its leaflets float down
 at my side     ,of the rose-tinted     
cheek of my sweet sister ,lide4         
,the south wind is blowing1 and up from 
the wood1     ,where the streamlet is   
flowing1 in charmed solitude1           
,swells in low1 liquid numbers the      
waterfall's song1     ,as its chanting  
wave slumbers1 or dashes along2     ,and
 the clear silvery tone of that         
murmuring tide     ,seems the love-laden
 voice of my sweet sister ,lide4        
,the soft stars are twinkling in beauty 
above1     ,and the dew-drops           

besprinkling their blossoms of love1    
,while a fresh1 balmy breathing of      
spring-tide's perfume     ,o'er my free 
soul is wreathing that delicate bloom1  
,which glows o'er the beautiful feelings
 that glide     ,through the pure       
angel-heart of my sweet sister ,lide4   
,there's a charm in the far gleam of    
waves on the sea1     ,and a spell in   
the star-beam that whispers of thee2    
,but as gay hours in fleeting new       
blushes of ,spring     ,to this wild    
bosom's beating in loveliness bring1    
,so its soft feelings deepen to glorious
 pride     ,when it dreams of its angel1
 my sweet sister ,lide4      ,the world 
thinks us lonely--'tis true we're alone1
     ,not as twin-spirits only--our     
hearts are but one--     ,with no       
parent1 no brother1 no glad1 happy home1
     ,we're the world to each other1    
wherever we roam1     ,and my young life
 glides onward like spring's sunny tide 
,when ,i dwell with 8mine own one0--my  
8love of a ,lide60          ,memphis1   

#ahej4                   99        99   
99        99        99                  
,,scene ,,on ,,the ,,ohio4              
,,by ,,geo4 ,d4 ,,prentice4       ,,it  
is a glorious eve--the stream           
,without a murmur wanders by1     ,and  
on its breast1 with softened beam1      
,the sleeping stars so sweetly lie1     
',twould seem as if the tempest's plume 
,had swept through woods of tropic      
bloom1     ,and scattered down their    
blossoms bright     ,to sleep upon the  
waves to-night4      ,and see--as hangs 
the moon aloft1       ,her beams come   
gushing through the air     ,so mild1 so
 beautifully soft1       ,that wood and 
stream seem stirred with prayer1        
,and the pure spirit1 as it kneels      
,at ,nature's holy altar1 feels         
,religion's self come floating by       
,in every beam that cleaves the sky4    
,there's glory in each cloud and star1  
,there's beauty in each wave and tree1  
,and gentle voices from afar       ,are 
borne like angel-minstrelsy2     ,in    

such a spot1 at such an hour1     ,my   
spirit feels a spell of power1     ,and 
all beneath1 around above1     ,seems   
earthly bliss and heavenly love4        
,oh1 ,mary1 idol of my life1      ,my   
heart's young mate1 my soul's sweet     
bride1     ,dear soother of my spirit's 
strife1       ,i would that thou wert by
 my side1     ,and ,i would kneel on    
this green sod     ,in love to thee and 
praise to ,god1     ,and1 gazing in thy 
gentle eyes1     ,dream but of thee and 
,paradise4      ,i see thy name in yon  
blue sky1       ,in every sound thy name
 ,i hear1     ,all nature paints it to  
my eye       ,and breathes it in my     
listening ear2     ,i read it in the    
moon's sweet beam1     ,the starlight   
prints it on the stream1     ,and wave  
and breeze and singing bird     ,speak  
to my soul the blessd word4             
99        99        99        99        
99  ,illustration3 ,,the ,,queen ,,of   
,,the ,,woods4                   99     
99        99        99        99        

,,the ,,lady ,,of ,,the ,,rock4         
,a ,,legend ,,of ,,new ,,england4       
,,by ,,miss ,m4 ,j4 ,,windle4           
7,concluded from page #ccd47            
,,chapter ,,xv4                         
wrought gems1                           
,medallions1 rare mosaics and antiques  
,from ,italy1 the niches filled3        
,thine is the power to give             
,thine to deny1                    ,joy 
for the hour ,i live4                   
,calmness to die4--,,willis4   ,,as the 
object of young ,stanley's visit to     
,england has no bearing upon the        
dnouement of this tale1 we will not     
follow his footsteps thither4 ,it is    
probable1 however1 that we may meet with
 him on his return1 for we1 too1        
although not in company with him1 are   
about to cross the ,atlantic1 and bear  
our reader along with us4  ,it is known 
that when ,alice ,heath sailed for      
,england1 she had strong hopes from     
obtaining an interview with ,charles    
,,ii41 that she might succeed by her    

persuasions1 in procuring the pardon of 
her husband and father4 ,these hopes1   
however1 were by no means so strong as  
she had given the outcasts reason to    
believe1 for it had been clearly        
represented to her1 how difficult she   
might find it1 owing to his bitterness  
against the murderers of his father4    
,yet there were those who advised her to
 the step1 on the ground that her chance
 of success1 although1 indeed1 thus     
slender1 was by no means entirely void4 
,and1 on this bare possibility1 the     
heroic wife and daughter had torn       
herself from the exiles1 braved the     
perils of the ocean alone1 and again set
 foot in her native land4  ,so far1 at  
first1 from her obtaining the desired   
interview with ,charles1 his minions had
 seized upon ,alice as a hostage for the
 escaped prisoners1 and thrown her into 
strict confinement4 ,here she lingered  
during the sixteen years of which our   
narrative takes no account4 ,we have    
said that that length of time may pass1 

figuratively speaking1 to many1 as      
rapidly as the short turning of a leaf  
in our volume4 ,but to her1 who was thus
 imprisoned1 how wearily must it have   
waned6 ,separated from those to whom she
 deemed her presence so necessary--with 
no means of communicating to them the   
fatal termination of her projected      
journey of hope1 how interminable must  
it have appeared4 ,then it was1 for the 
first time in her distresses1 that the  
noble spirit of ,alice ,heath sank4     
,prevented from acting for those whom   
she loved1 successive days presented to 
her1 no object in life1 and scarce the  
faint hope of escape from her           
imprisonment at any future period4  ,at 
length1 however1 at the time we again   
recur to her1 she had succeeded in      
gaining the ear of one who stood high in
 the favor of the king4 ,through his    
influence she had been released1 and was
 this day to have an audience with      
,charles in behalf of her proscribed    
relatives4  ,as ,alice rode through     

,london1 the lofty houses1 the stately  
streets1 the walks crowded with busy    
citizens of every description1 passing  
and repassing with faces of careful     
importance or eager bustle1 combined to 
form a picture of wealth1 bustle and    
splendor to which she had long been a   
stranger4 ,whitehall at last received   
her1 and she passed under one of the    
beautiful gates of tesselated           
brick-work4  ,noon-day was long past    
when ,alice entered the palace1 and the 
usual hour of the king's levee--if any  
thing could be termed usual where there 
was much irregularity--was over4 ,the   
hall and stair-cases were filled with   
lackeys and footmen in the most         
expensive liveries1 and the interior    
apartments with gentlemen and pages of  
the household of ,charles1 elegantly    
arrayed4 ,alice was conducted to an     
ante-chamber4 ,here1 in waiting1 were   
many of those individuals who live upon 
the wants of the noble1 administering to
 the pleasures of luxurious indolence1  

and stimulating the desires of kingly   
extravagance by devising new modes and  
fresh motives of expenditure4 ,there was
 the visionary philosopher1 come to     
solicit base metals in order that he    
might transmute them into gold4 ,there  
was the sea-captain1 come to implore an 
expedition to be fitted out1 if not     
exactly to discover new worlds1 at least
 to colonize and settle uncivilized     
ones4 ,mechanics and artisans of every  
trade--the poet--the musician--the      
dancer--all had collected here under    
promise of an audience with their       
monarch1 many of them day by day        
disappointed1 but still returned anew4  
,alice halted at the door of the        
apartment1 seeing it filled with so many
 persons1 and beckoning a page to her1  
handed him a passport from the ,duke of 
,buckingham4 ,on glancing his eye over  
it1 he requested her to follow him4 ,he 
led her some distance1 through various  
passages1 elegantly carpeted1 and paused
 before a small withdrawing-room4       

,throwing open the door1 he desired her 
to enter4 ,the apartment was hung with  
the finest tapestry1 representing       
classic scenes1 and carpeted so thick   
that the heaviest tread could scarcely  
be heard4 ,stools and cushions were     
disposed here and there about the floor1
 and elegant sofas and couches were     
placed against the walls4 ,statues of   
bronze1 intended to light the apartment 
by evening1 were placed in various      
niches4 ,a large glass door opened into 
a paved court heated by artificial      
means4 ,in this court a number of       
spaniels were playing1 and numerous     
birds1 of different species1 seemed to  
be domesticated there4  ,upon this day1 
the king held his court in ,queen       
,catharine's apartments4 ,these were    
thrown open at a given hour to invited  
persons of something less than the      
highest rank1 though the nobility had   
likewise the privilege of being present4
  ,it is not unknown that ,charles had  
allowed many of the restrictions by     

which the court had been surrounded     
during the previous reign to be         
remitted4 ,this circumstance it was that
 had chiefly gained him the popularity  
which he possessed1 and that1 in fact1  
enabled him to retain the throne4 ,all  
who could advance the slightest claims  
to approach his circle1 were readily    
admitted3 and every formality was       
banished from a society in which mingled
 some of the most humorous and witty    
courtiers that ever dangled around a    
monarch4 ,the dignity of the king's     
bearing withal secured him against      
impertinent intrusion1 and his own      
admirable wit formed a sure protection  
against the sallies of others4  ,on the 
present day1 ,charles seemed peculiarly 
alive to sensations of enjoyment from   
the scene before him4 ,arrangements for 
prosecuting all the frivolous amusements
 of the day1 were prepared by the gay   
monarch4 ,a band of musicians was       
provided1 selected by his own taste1    
which1 in every species of art1 was of  

the nicest and most critical kind4      
,tables were set for the accommodation  
of gamesters4 ,from one to the other of 
these1 the king glided1 exchanging a    
jest1 or a bet1 or a smile1 as the      
occasion suggested it4  ,while he was   
thus occupied1 the page who had         
conducted ,alice into the               
withdrawing-room1 suddenly entered4 ,he 
spoke a few words to an attendant upon  
the court1 who immediately approached   
and informed his majesty that a lady1   
refusing to announce her name1 desired  
to be admitted into the presence4  8,by 
what right1 then1 does she claim to     
enter80 demanded the queen1 hastily4    
8,she used the name of the ,duke of     
,buckingham10 replied the usher4  8,who 
can she be80 said a nobleman present4   
8,in the name of adventure1 let us admit
 her10 said the king4  ,the games were  
neglected2 the musicians played without 
being listened to2 conversation ceased2 
and a strange curiosity pervaded the    
circle4  8,does your majesty desire the 

lady to be admitted80 inquired the      
attendant4  8,certainly2 but1 no1 ,i    
will see her in the ante-room40 ,so     
saying1 he left the apartment4  ,alice  
had sat some moments on one of the sofas
 we have mentioned1 when a person       
entered1 whose appearance caused her    
heart to beat rapidly1 as if conscious  
that he was the individual with whom she
 sought an interview4 ,he whom she      
beheld was apparently past thirty years 
of age4 ,his complexion was dark1 and he
 wore on his head a long1 black periwig4
 ,his dress was of plain black velvet2  
and a cloak of the same material1 hung  
carelessly over one shoulder4 ,his      
features were strongly marked1 but an   
air of dignified good-humor presided    
over his countenance4  ,alice1 conscious
 of the deep die which hung upon the    
issue of this meeting1 grew paler than  
even imprisonment and sorrow had left   
her1 and her heart palpitated with such 
energy that it seemed as if it must     
burst its prison-house4 ,she rose as the

 king approached1 and fell upon her     
knees4 ,as we have said1 there was not  
the faintest shade of vital color to    
enliven her countenance1 and the deep   
black garb in which she was clad1 as    
accordant with her feelings and suitable
 to her distressed condition1 increased 
the effect of this unearthly pallor4    
,she was still beautiful1 despite of    
care and time1 and the angel-like       
expression of purity had deepened upon  
her features4  ,charles1 ever alive to  
the charms of her sex1 paused1 much     
struck1 at the interesting picture she  
presented4 ,advancing1 after he had     
gazed on her for an instant1 he bade her
 rise and be seated4  ,it was dangerous 
for the king to behold beauty in the    
pomp of all her power1 with every look  
bent upon conquest--more dangerous to   
see her in the moment of unconscious    
ease and simplicity1 yielding herself to
 the graceful whim of the instant1 and  
as willing to be pleased as desirous of 
pleasing4 ,but he was prone to be       

affected far differently by gazing on   
beauty in sorrow3 for his feelings were 
as keenly alive at times to impressions 
of genuine kindness and generous        
sympathy1 as they were to the lighter   
emotions of the heart4  ,her glance was 
one rather of uncertainty and           
hesitation1 than of bashfulness or      
timidity1 as she still knelt and said1  
8,i behold his majesty1 the king of     
,england1 ,i presume80  8,it is ,charles
 ,stuart1 madam1 who requests you again 
to seat yourself10 said the king4  8,the
 posture ,i employ is the most fitting  
for one who comes to ask a boon such as 
,i have to solicit4 ,i am the daughter  
and wife of certain of thy unhappy      
father's enemies40  ,the king's         
countenance instantly changed4 8,ah10   
said he1 8her whose release ,i have     
recently granted40  8,the same10 replied
 ,alice1 8and ,i come now on behalf of  
my husband and father1 to beg you to    
extend your clemency to them40          
8,madam10 said ,charles1 8you have at   

length obtained your own pardon1 and    
methinks that is already a sufficient   
act of generosity1 when ,i might have   
held you still as a hostage for the     
escaped prisoners40  8,if you           
entertained any hopes from that         
circumstance10 rejoined ,alice1 8that   
those whom you pursue would ever deliver
 themselves up for my redemption1       
believe me1 they were idle2 for ,i had  
taken care to prevent the knowledge of  
my situation ever coming to their ears4 
,and except for some such a hope1 ,i can
 hardly think you would desire longer to
 confine an innocent female40  8,your   
own release is freely granted10 said    
,charles2 8and ,i grieve1 now that ,i   
behold you1 that it should have been    
thus long delayed40  8,my release is    
something1 it is true10 said ,alice1    
8since it will permit my return to those
 unhappy beings for whom ,i plead4 ,but 
will you not add to this not of         
generosity one still more noble1 and let
 me bear to them the news of their      

pardon40  8,it grieves me to refuse     
you10 answered ,charles4 8,but your     
father was one of the most implacable   
judges in that parricidal court that    
condemned ,charles ,i4 to death40  ,at  
these words ,alice leaned back against  
the walls of the apartment for support1 
her countenance becoming1 not paler than
 before1 for that was impossible1 but   
convulsed with the effort to repress her
 emotion4  8,hear me10 said she at      
length1 after a violent struggle1 8,i   
have one plea to urge in behalf of my   
request1 and if it fails of success1 ,i 
will depart in despair40  8,say on1     
madam10 answered the king2 8your plea   
must1 indeed1 be powerful1 since you are
 about to advance it with so much fervor
 and confidence40  8,it is in the       
confidence of small desert1 my lord4    
,but ,i will proceed at once to offer   
it4 ,this is not10 she continued1 8the  
first time that ,i have come to beg the 
boon of a human life within these       
walls--a life not endeared to me by     

personal ties as are those for whom ,i  
now implore your forgiveness4           
,unprompted by any motives of           
self-interest1 but urged merely by      
feelings of compassion1 such as ,i would
 fain excite this moment in your bosom1 
,i came hither to beg the life of your  
father1 my liege1 the late unhappy      
king40  ,charles looked much astonished4
  8,i came hither1 my lord10 pursued    
,alice1 8on the night preceding that    
unfortunate day which ,i will not pain  
you by naming1 to solicit the influence 
of the only man in ,england who could   
have interposed to save the life of the 
late ,charles ,stuart4 ,my efforts1     
alas6 ,i need not say1 were but too     
unavailing4 ,but1 by those efforts1 all 
fruitless though they were1 ,i urge your
 pardon of the offenders for whose dear 
sakes ,i am here a suppliant4 ,let the  
loyalty of the wife and daughter atone  
in this instance for the disloyalty of  
the husband and father2 and let this act
 of noble forgiveness distinguish your  

reign40  ,the king's eye had moistened  
while she spoke1 and an exceeding       
softness came over his mood4 ,it is     
known that he was peculiarly alive to   
gentle and generous impressions4 8,your 
appeal10 said he1 8is--0  8,not         
fruitless1 ,i trust10 interrupted       
,alice1 who had beheld with joy the     
effect of her words upon his            
countenance4  8,far otherwise10 replied 
,charles2 8but ask not your demand as a 
boon at my hands1 urge it as a debt of  
gratitude due from a son to one who     
would have saved the life of his        
parent40  8,call it what you will1 my   
lord1 but grant my request40  8,rise1   
madam10 said ,charles1 8my debt to you  
shall be canceled--your husband and     
father are pardoned40  ,alice pressed   
the hand with grateful warmth1 and      
raised it to her lips4 8,may the ,lord  
reward you for the blest and healing    
words you have uttered10 said she4 8,no 
thanks my tongue can speak may suitably 
express my acknowledgments for what you 

have done4 ,you have yourself1 my liege1
 known what it is to be hunted down by  
those who would have deprived you of    
life4 ,and when you first learned that  
you might again hold your existence     
without fear1 the thrill of happiness   
you must have experienced may be named  
as a fair parallel with that you now    
confer on those two outcasts whose lives
 and liberty hung upon your word4 ,but  
there is no criterion by which one of   
your sex may judge of the blessing      
bestowed upon a wife in restoring the   
life and freedom of her husband4 ,may   
,god repay you for the joy you have     
conferred upon my heart40  8,i am       
already repaid in your gratitude10 said 
the king4 8,besides1 let me not forget  
that ,i am only returning an            
obligation40  8,i little dreamed10      
rejoined ,alice1 8when ,i made an effort
 on account of the late king1 that the  
time would ever arrive when ,i should   
urge it to your majesty as an obligation
 on your part4 ,it was a simple act of  

compassion1 and some instinctive        
feelings of loyalty toward my unhappy   
sovereign4 ,but ,i find ,i did not      
misjudge his son when ,i thought to     
found on it some claims to his mercy and
 generosity40  8,the circumstance       
affords an illustration of the truth1   
that deeds of kindness sooner or later  
meet their reward even in this life40   
8,may you live then to reap your        
recompense for that you have but now    
performed10 said ,alice1 terminating the
 interview1 and turning to depart4  ,the
 king accompanied her in person to the  
outer door of the palace1 and a page    
conducted her to the gate1 where a      
carriage was in waiting4                
,,chapter ,,xvi4                 ,adieu1
 oh fatherland6 ,i see                  
,your white cliffs on the horizon's rim1
                ,and though to freer    
skies ,i flee1                  ,my     
heart swells1 and my eyes are dim6      
,,willis4             ,o'er the glad    
waters of the dark blue sea1            

,our thoughts as boundless1 and our     
souls as free1            ,far as the   
breeze can bear1 the billows foam1      
,survey our empire and behold our home4 
,these are our realms1 no limits to     
their sway1            ,our flag the    
sceptre all who meet obey4              
,,byron4  ,a neat1 tight-built brig was 
preparing to sail from ,london4 ,on her 
deck might have been seen all the       
confusion usually attendant upon the    
departure of a vessel from port4 ,men   
hurrying to and fro with                
baggage--sailors hauling the ropes1 and 
climbing the ladders1 and fastening the 
boats to the side--passengers getting on
 board1 and friends accompanying them   
for the sake of remaining with them to  
the last moment--and the voices of all  
resounding in dissonant tones in the    
air4  ,among the passengers1 two persons
 might have been particularly noticed4  
,one was an exceedingly delicate and    
lovely-looking woman1 apparently about  
the meridian of life4 ,she was clad in  

black1 and as she threw aside her veil  
to ascend the plank leading to the      
vessel1 she discovered a face of such   
exquisite beauty1 and an expression of  
such elevated purity1 that all who      
caught a passing glimpse of her         
lineaments1 turned to observe them more 
closely4 ,she was alone1 and borrowed   
the arm of a sailor to walk the plank1  
ascending it with a firm and dignified  
tread4 ,as soon as she touched the      
vessel's deck1 she put a small piece of 
money into the hand of her companion1   
drew her veil again tightly over her    
face1 and immediately sought the cabin4 
,the other was a young man of handsome  
exterior1 who boarded the brig just     
after the lady we have described had    
disappeared below4 ,walking toward the  
stern of the vessel he leaned over the  
side4 ,he remained thus for some time1  
apparently absorbed in a pleasing       
revery1 and heedless of the bustle and  
confusion by which he was surrounded4   
,at length he drew from his pocket a    

letter1 evidently written in a delicate 
female hand1 and read it with much      
interest--seemingly pondering upon every
 line of it with that lengthened perusal
 which a man bestows only upon the      
epistolary communications of the woman  
of his love4  ,finally the preparations 
were ended4 ,a bell rang1 and those     
persons who intended to remain in       
,england left the vessel4 ,slowly she   
got under way1 and the breeze soon bore 
her out of sight of the harbor4  ,a     
voyage at sea is monotonous in the      
extreme2 the only incident that can     
occur to give it positive variety being 
either a wreck or a capture--that       
variety is a thing to be dreaded1 not   
desired4 ,the smallest change in the    
weather--the sight of a bird or a       
fish--the meeting of another            
vessel--form the highest objects of     
interest1 and epochs from which to date 
the flight of time4  ,in this manner six
 weeks passed away4 ,the brig being     
bound for ,new ,haven1 had arrived      

within a hundred knots of ,block ,island
 on a certain afternoon1 when the       
attention of the captain was attracted  
by the sight of a sail4  ,immediately   
men were sent aloft to spy the          
approaching stranger4  8,it is plainly  
visible10 said the captain1 after a long
 and anxious search with a glass1 to the
 young passenger we have described1 who 
was standing by his side4  ,the person  
addressed raised his own glass and swept
 the water in the direction named4      
,after one or two unsuccessful trials1  
his eye caught the object4  8,what do   
you make of it80 he asked4  8,unless ,i 
am greatly deceived1 sir1 there is a    
full-rigged vessel under sail           
approaching us40  ,the young man was    
silent for a few moments4 ,he cast a    
cautious glance over the crew1 who were 
anxiously regarding the approaching     
vessel1 that was gradually becoming more
 and more distinct1 and at length could 
be seen with the naked eye4 ,she was a  
sloop1 her tall and symmetrical spars   

rising against the sky in beautiful     
tapering lines1 her sails set1 and      
making rapidly toward them from the     
southward1 the wind being fair from that
 quarter4  8,a fine vessel10 said the   
passenger1 addressing the captain4 8,i  
should take her to be ,spanish built40  
8,it is quite an unusual thing to see a 
,spanish vessel in these parts10 replied
 the captain1 lifting his glass again4  
8,she shows no colors10 added he1 as he 
looked through it4 8,i cannot make out  
of what country she is40  ,at that      
instant1 without hoisting colors or     
hailing1 two shots were discharged from 
the sloop1 one of which glanced across  
the bows of the brig1 and ran dipping   
into the water1 while the other went    
through her sail4  ,the captain replied 
by hailing the sloop through a          
speaking-trumpet1 and demanding what she
 was1 and wherefore she was guilty of   
this unprovoked hostility4  ,the only   
answer he received was the command1 in a
 stern voice1 8,down with your sails1   

and we will presently show you who we   
are40  ,it was evident now that the brig
 was assailed by pirates1 and the       
captain knowing that the command to     
lay-to would be immediately followed by 
a broadside if he refused1 and1 being   
totally unarmed1 perceived that there   
remained no choice to him between flight
 and instant surrender4 ,the one1 he    
knew1 would be impossible1 from the     
rapid advances which the sloop had      
already made upon them1 though the other
 was still less consonant with his      
inclinations4  ,the order was therefore 
given to clear the deck for the         
reception of the pirates4 ,the mandate  
was received by the crew in sullen      
silence1 and a few of the younger and   
more fiery of the sailors were seen to  
shake their heads1 as if they           
disapproved of a step1 however          
necessary1 that seemed thus cowardly4   
,whatever might have been the private   
feelings of the captain1 when the       
character and force of his enemy were   

clearly established1 he betrayed no     
signs of indecision from the time when  
his resolution appeared to be taken4 ,he
 issued the further requisite commands  
from the spot where he first stood1 in  
perfect calmness1 and with that         
distinctness and readiness so important 
to one in his position4  ,a boat was at 
once lowered by the sloop and filled    
with armed hands1 which rowed to take   
possession of their easy prize4  ,the   
eye of the passenger never quitted the  
vessel as it approached4 ,the main-deck 
presented a picture of mingled          
unquietness and repose4 ,many of the    
seamen were seen seated on their guns1  
with their cheeks pressing the rude     
metal which served them for a pillow4   
,others lay along the deck with their   
heads resting on the hatches4 ,a first  
glance might have induced the belief    
that all were buried in the most        
profound slumber4 ,but the quick jerking
 of a line1 the sudden shifting of a    
position1 required only to be noticed to

 prove that the living silence that     
reigned throughout was not born either  
of apathy or repose4  8,perhaps you     
might pacify them by fair words10 said  
the young man1 as he still stood by the 
captain's side4  8,there is no hope of  
that40  8,is there not a lady below80   
8,there is10 answered the captain4 8,i  
had forgotten her until this moment40   
8,i will see to her10 replied the other1
 and turning away1 he quickly           
disappeared below4 ,he had known that   
there was a female on board1 but as she 
had throughout the passage kept the     
cabin1 and taken all her meals in       
private1 he had not yet seen her4  ,when
 he entered1 she was seated at a table  
in the centre of the cabin4 ,an elbow   
rested on it1 and one fair hand         
supported a brow that was thoughtful    
even beyond the usual character of its  
expression4  ,he felt the blood rush to 
his heart1 for he fancied the beautiful 
and pensive countenance before him was  
familiar4 ,he stood uncertain1 when the 

hand was removed from her face1 and     
raising her head1 she perceived that she
 was no longer alone4 ,their eyes met1  
and each started with a mutual glance of
 recognition4 ,in her he beheld the wife
 and daughter of the regicides2 and she1
 in turn1 had little difficulty in      
tracing in his features1 now matured to 
manhood1 those of the youth who had     
borne the basket of provisions to and   
fro1 and who had spent a night in the   
cave4 ,in a word1 ,alice ,heath and     
,frank ,stanley had met4  ,if ,stanley  
had before felt for the lady's situation
 on board of a captured vessel1 merely  
from the compassionate feelings due to  
her sex1 with how much more sympathy did
 he regard her now4 ,after his interview
 with ,jessy ,ellet1 on the night before
 his departure for ,england1 with       
suspicions aroused in his mind that she 
whom he beheld might be the mother of   
that object of his affections1 how      
painful1 too1 to him must have been the 
thought that the worst fears her mind   

might have suggested would probably be  
realized4  8,i fear ,i can do little to 
quiet your apprehensions1 madam4 ,i have
 before had occasion to witness your    
strength of mind and courage1 and1 all  
things considered1 ,i deem it best to   
prepare you for the worst4 ,the ship is 
attacked by pirates1 and being          
unprepared for defense1 has been obliged
 to surrender4 ,i will remain with you1 
and protect you as far as ,i am able40  
,alice received the awful information   
with calmness4  ,meanwhile1 ,stanley had
 scarcely left the deck ere the boat    
drew alongside1 and a number of men     
jumped on board4 ,one of them1 of about 
thirty years of age1 who was evidently  
the commander1 approached the captain1  
and claimed the brig4  ,this person was 
a man of a tall and bulky form1 and     
attired in a dress which seemed to have 
been studied with much care1 although   
the style of it exhibited more          
extravagance than taste4 ,several       
pistols were fastened by a leathern belt

 around his waist4  8,by what warrant do
 you stop me thus on the high seas80    
asked the captain of the brig4  8,you   
shall have the perusal of any of my     
warrants that you may desire10 replied  
the other1 pointing to the pistols at   
his belt4  8,you mean that you intend to
 capture us10 said the captain4 8,be it 
so1 then2 but use civility toward the   
lady-passenger in the cabin40           
8,civility to the lady passenger60      
echoed the pirate commander2 8nay1 we   
will use more than mere civility to her3
 for when are we otherwise than civil to
 the women1 and1 if they be fair1 kind  
to boot8 ,where is this dulcinea8 ,we   
will see her1 for she may be the flower 
of our prize40  ,so saying1 he turned on
 his heel and descended to the cabin4   
,the captain of the captured brig       
followed1 hoping that his presence might
 in some measure serve to protect the   
lady4  8,a beautiful woman10 exclaimed  
the pirate1 as he entered4 8,none of    
your youthful lasses1 but a ripened     

specimen of the sex3 and with a look of 
sorrow1 too1 enough to soften the heart 
of a stone4 ,come10 added he1 8most fair
 and lovely queen of affliction1 let me 
sympathize with you40  ,the lady drew   
her veil closely over her face1 and with
 much offended dignity endeavored to    
extricate herself from his grasp4  8,let
 go of her1 sir10 exclaimed ,stanley1 in
 a tone of anger4  8,why should ,i let  
her go2 and by what right do you        
interfere in her behalf80 replied the   
pirate1 turning roughly upon the        
speaker4  8,because ,i command you1 sir1
 and because ,i will protect her with my
 life40  8,you command me1 indeed60     
sneered the pirate4 8,you shall see then
 what weight your commands have with me4
 ,come10 he continued1 addressing the   
lady1 8cast aside this muffling3 you    
have a face1 from the glimpse ,i caught 
just now1 that can bear to be uncovered 
with the best40  ,suiting the action to 
the word1 the ruffian had torn off      
,alice's veil1 when ,stanley interposed1

 and strode him a blow which sent him   
reeling to the farthest end of the      
cabin4 ,he fell heavily against the     
brass railing of the stair-way1 and lay 
completely stunned4 ,it was evident that
 his head had come in contact with the  
metal in his fall1 for the blood        
streamed from it copiously4 ,the noise  
brought the other pirates into the      
cabin4 ,seeing their commander in the   
plight we have described1 they raised   
him and placed him on a berth4          
,demanding next an explanation from     
,stanley and the captain of the brig1   
they seized upon them both and bore them
 on deck1 where they were placed under a
 guard1 and threatened1 if they were    
guilty of another aggression1 with      
instant death4 ,with regard to the lady1
 considering her as the lawful booty of 
their commander1 they contented         
themselves with uttering jests at her   
expense4  ,whilst the incidents above   
related were occurring1 the brig had    
been got under way again1 by her        

captors1 and was moving on in the wake  
of the sloop1 which had changed its     
course1 and was putting towards land in 
a north-easterly direction4             
,,chapter ,,xvii4                       
,fear was within the tossing bark       
,when stormy winds grew loud            
,and waves came rolling high and dark1  
,and the tall mast was bowed4           
,the breaking waves dashed high         
,on a stern and rock-bound coast1       
,and the woods1 against a stormy sky4   
,their giant branches tost4             
,,mrs4 ,,hemans4  ,about twenty-four    
hours after the capture of the brig1    
related in the last chapter1 every      
evidence of a violent storm was abroad4 
,the wind began to sigh1 as if bewailing
 in anticipation the evils which its    
increased fury might perpetrate4        
,gradually becoming more violent1 it    
raged with the violence of a young lion 
over its prey4 ,a blackness1 almost as  
thick as night covered the face of the  
sky1 as though the ,almighty were       

bending his most awful frown upon a     
devoted world4 ,these indications were  
speedily followed by heavy rain1        
intermixed with hail1 disturbing the    
ocean1 swelling brooks and lakes into   
vast sheets of foam1 borne by the might 
of the wind far from their original     
source1 and inundating the land in a    
fearful manner4  ,two weeks previous to 
this storm an aged colonist from ,new   
,haven1 had arrived with his son at the 
island on which ,newport now stands4    
,the advantages of that situation for   
sea-bathing1 at this day so thoroughly  
known and tested1 had even at that early
 period been discovered1 and the season 
being spring1 their object was to make  
arrangements for putting up a rude      
bathing-house for the accommodation of  
invalids4  ,during the storm described1 
the pair had remained for shelter on    
board their schooner1 which1 anchored as
 she was1 had hard work to live through 
the anger of the elements4 ,at length1  
however1 after four or five hours1 their

 rage began to abate3 the wind gradually
 blew less and less wildly1 the clouds  
commenced to disperse1 and the shower to
 fall more quietly4 ,finally1 the sun   
broke through his shroud of darkness1 a 
pleasant calm succeeded1 and the only   
rain-drops perceptible were those which 
clung to the dripping masts and sides of
 the schooner1 and the rocks and        
shrubbery on the island4  ,as the old   
man and his son looked around them1 the 
sea swelled and heaved with the         
agitation of the recent storm1 the      
effects of which upon the waves had been
 too violent to subside for many hours4 
,the tide poured along a surf deafening 
to hear1 and bewildering to behold4 ,the
 sea came on toward the beach in swells1
 rather than waves1 as though the whole 
flood were pouring on in one huge body1 
rising gradually as it neared1 towering 
above the high ridge1 drawing back for  
an instant1 and standing as a wall of   
water1 it poured down like some mighty  
cataract4  ,all at once1 the young man  

started and exclaimed1 8,god in ,heaven6
 father1 there is a vessel drifting upon
 the opposite strand40  ,the old man    
perceived an object among the tide4 ,he 
took his spy-glass and looked through   
it4 8,she is dismasted10 he said1       
8nothing but her hulk is left upon the  
water40  8,and drifting against the     
breakers10 cried his son1 in horror1    
8without the slightest means of         
weathering the point60  8,she makes no  
attempt10 replied the other1 8she must  
be deserted by her crew40  8,no open    
boat could have existed through such a  
storm as is just past1 all must have    
perished40  8,most probably10 answered  
the old man1 with the mild composure of 
his years4  ,the hulk was now in the    
midst of the current1 and drifting      
rapidly toward the strand4 ,their sight 
of it1 however1 was still indistinct3   
though from the black speck it had at   
first appeared1 it grew a visible       
object4 ,at length1 they could perceive 
that it was a freight or passenger      

vessel1 unfitted for defense1 for there 
were no port-holes discernible4 ,she had
 evidently been dismasted in the storm1 
and lay water-logged upon the waves1 at 
the mercy of their violence4 ,the crew1 
finding themselves unable to guide her1 
or relieve the leak1 had taken to their 
boats and left the ship to her fate4    
,there was nothing then to fear for     
human life in the end to which she was  
fast approaching2 yet the old man and   
his son could scarcely behold her1      
without a feeling of apprehension1 about
 to fall a prey to the waves4 ,as she   
advanced1 every fathom's stride she grew
 larger and larger4 ,at length1 as she  
surmounted the summit of one mountainous
 billow1 her whole bulk was discernible4
 ,and when that wave retired1 she had   
ceased her existence1 and the receding  
ocean carried back merely her shattered 
remains1 in the form of planks and      
beams1 to return again by the next wave 
and again be precipitated to a distance4
  ,at this instant he perceived a plank 

floating toward the land1 to which were 
fastened two human beings4  8,it has    
grounded in a place so shallow as almost
 to be dry2 those persons live and may  
yet be saved60 was the exclamation of   
the youth1 as he jumped from the deck of
 the schooner1 and began to make his way
 at an incredibly rapid pace toward the 
wreck4  8,my son1 return1 your attempt  
is rashness1 nay1 it is death40  ,but   
the young man was out of hearing4 ,in   
ten minutes he stood upon the cliff     
which overlooked the spot he sought4 ,he
 began to descend4 ,his progress was    
several times impeded by the falling of 
huge stones to which he was about to    
entrust his weight4 ,large fragments1   
too1 came rolling after him1 as if to   
send him headlong to the bottom4 ,but a 
courageous heart and a firm tread bore  
him safely to the foot of the precipice4
  ,he was now upon the shallow portion  
of a small shelf1 which projected out a 
little distance into the sea1 composed  
of gravel and stones4 ,upon this a few  

pieces of the wreck had grounded4 ,he   
eagerly sought among these the objects  
that had brought him on his perilous    
errand4 ,he soon discovered them4 ,they 
were in a most precarious position4 ,one
 of them a delicate female1 her wet     
clothing hanging in heavy folds upon her
 form1 and herself tied by a            
handkerchief round her waist to a plank1
 being placed with her face uppermost4  
,the other was that of a man1 lying by  
her side in a reversed position1 with   
his left arm thrown over his companion1 
as if to keep her more securely in her  
place1 and his right clinging around the
 plank1 with the tight1 convulsive grasp
 with which he had taken hold upon it4  
,in both these persons1 sense and the   
power of motion were gone4 ,the plank on
 which they lay1 not being thoroughly   
grounded upon the beach1 but floating   
still in part upon the sea1 was liable  
every moment to be washed away1 to      
return no more4  ,just as the youth1 who
 had come in the hope of being their    

preserver1 had discovered them1 he saw a
 billow approaching1 and hastened to    
interpose his efforts before it reached 
them1 lest1 in receding1 it might bear  
away the sufferers4  ,he rushed into the
 surf1 and held the plank on which they 
were with the tenacity of some animal   
seizing upon his prey1 though under the 
dictation of a motive entirely          
different4 ,it was not without a severe 
struggle on his part1 that he as well as
 his lifeless companions were not swept 
off by the wave1 which proved even      
stronger in its might than he had       
anticipated4 ,he succeeded1 however1 in 
retaining his position2 and1 before the 
return of another1 by a violent exertion
 of strength1 he dragged upon the small 
strip of dry sand1 the plank as well as 
those attached to it4  ,he next asked   
himself1 how he should remove the       
unhappy sufferers to his father's       
vessel1 and obtain the means of         
recalling their ebbing life and         
prostrated strength4 ,he looked toward  

the cliff and shouted for assistance1   
but he was answered only by the roaring 
waves4 ,he turned his eyes again on     
those who were before him4 ,the lady1 as
 she lay with her face uppermost1 was a 
sight more beautiful in the eyes of the 
rough youth who gazed upon her than he  
had ever deemed were the angels in      
,heaven4 ,she was at the middle age of  
life1 but still interesting and lovely  
in appearance4 ,her garments were black1
 and contrasted strangely with the      
pearl-like whiteness of her skin4 ,the  
face of her companion being downward1   
his features were not visible2 but      
chestnut curls clustered over the back  
of his head1 and his whole appearance   
gave promise of a pleasing physiognomy  
beneath4  ,bending over them1 their     
preserver discovered that they both     
still breathed1 but so feebly that the  
respiration of each was scarcely        
perceptible4 ,of the lady especially1   
life seemed to have so slight a hold1   
that there was much ground to fear that 

unless it were at once re-inforced it   
would shortly become extinct4  ,at this 
moment his father crept cautiously along
 the beach4 ,anxious for his son1 as    
well as wishing to assist him in his    
hazardous enterprise of mercy1 if1 in   
fact1 he had not lost his life in the   
perilous path he had taken1 the old man 
had reached him at length by a          
circuitous and less dangerous descent4  
,he uttered an exclamation of thanks at 
beholding him uninjured4 ,then1 after a 
moment's consultation1 the father untied
 the handkerchief which bound the female
 to the plank1 and lifting the          
insensible and fragile form in his arms 
with much care1 he set out with rapid   
steps by the same path he had come4     
,his son had more difficulty in raising 
the body of her companion4 ,but by one  
of those superhuman efforts of strength 
which great emergencies are known to    
inspire1 he at length succeeded1 and    
with labored breath1 followed after his 
father1 as rapidly as the heavy weight  

of his burden would allow4  ,it was     
about twelve minutes after the old man1 
that the youth reached the schooner4    
,the lady1 by this time1 under the      
vigorous exertions of his father1 had   
revived so far as to open her eyes and  
sigh heavily4  ,both the men1 therefore1
 deemed it best to devote themselves to 
the other sufferer4 ,he too1 though not 
so readily as his companion1 owing to   
his face having lain downward1 and his  
respiration having been thus impeded1 at
 length gave signs of returning life4   
,reader1 we will not stay to behold     
their complete restoration to           
consciousness4 ,we leave you to imagine 
the circumstance4 ,doubtless you have   
anticipated us in the information1 that 
in them you behold ,alice ,heath and    
,frank ,stanley1 both of whom the storm 
had been the means of delivering        
unharmed from the hands of the pirates4 
,,chapter ,,xviii4                ,oh1  
is it not a noble thing to die          
,as dies the ,christian1 with his armor 

on6--               ,what is the hero's 
clarion1 though its blast               
,ring with the mastery of a world1 to   
this8               ,what are the       
searching victories of mind--           
,the lore of vanished ages8--,what are  
all               ,the trumpetings of   
proud humanity1               ,to the   
short history of him who made           
,his sepulchre beside the ,king of      
kings8                                  
,,willis4  ,henry ,elmore and his wife  
had suddenly been called to ,new ,haven1
 in consequence of the receipt of a     
brief letter4 ,by the same messenger1 a 
letter had also come to ,jessy ,ellet1  
from her lover1 informing her of his    
arrival in ,connecticut1 and giving some
 account of the capture of the vessel in
 which he had sailed1 and of the        
shipwreck1 with the details of his      
escape from which the reader is already 
acquainted4 ,he also hinted at some     
tidings which would make her heart leap 
for joy1 but added1 that as he expected 

to have the bliss of meeting her before 
twenty-four hours from the time of his  
writing1 he would defer his intelligence
 until then4  ,as ,jessy sat alone1     
after having seen her sister and brother
 depart for ,new ,haven1 counting the   
hours until their return and her lover's
 arrival1 7for she supposed they would  
come in company17 her thoughts and      
feelings were of that agitated kind     
natural to her situation in expecting to
 meet so soon the object to whom her    
affections were plighted1 after his     
absence for months in a distant land4   
,that part of the letter she had just   
received1 which spoke of joyful         
intelligence awaiting her1 increased the
 pleasurable disturbance of her mind4   
,to what could it refer if not to the   
subject upon which she had opened her   
heart on the night when he had declared 
his love for her8 ,some clue1 she       
deemed1 he must have obtained to the    
truth of her surmises1 and to the       
continued existence of that sadly       

beautiful lady1 for whom she had so     
strangely felt the instinctive yearnings
 of a daughter's affection4 ,filled with
 all that expectancy to which this      
conviction gave rise1 in addition to    
that which the announced arrival of her 
lover was calculated to produce1 she had
 drawn her chair into the corridor at   
the back of the house1 to enjoy the     
spring-breeze1 and muse at her pleasure4
  ,as she sat thus1 she was startled by 
the sound of a deep groan issuing from  
the door opening upon the wing of the   
house to which the corridor led4 ,much  
surprised1 and inclined to think that   
her imagination had deceived her1 and   
that in the occupation of her mind she  
had mistaken some ordinary sound1 and   
fancied it that manifestation of        
distress which she deemed she had heard1
 she aroused herself completely from her
 reflections1 and listened breathlessly 
to hear whether or not it should be     
repeated4 ,in a few minutes it was      
audible again4 ,this time it was        

impossible that she could be mistaken4  
,it was a groan of human agony which she
 had heard4 ,she rose instantly and     
approached the door from whence it came4
 ,she had never before sought entrance  
here1 having always supposed the place  
sacred to her sister's devotions1 and   
containing no possible attractions which
 should lead her to visit it4  ,hastily 
she glanced her eye along the door in   
quest of a handle or latch to assist her
 in opening it4 ,but it contained none4 
,she then pushed it1 in hopes that it   
might give way to her pressure4 ,it was 
firmly secured1 however1 and resisted   
all her attempts4 ,at length she was    
about to desist in despair1 when another
 groan1 deeper and more heart-rending   
than those she had heard previously1    
caused her to make one more effort4 ,she
 exerted her utmost strength1 and in    
doing so1 her hand accidentally touched 
upon a secret spring1 and the door      
suddenly gave way4 ,she found herself at
 the foot of a low flight of steps1 up  

which she quickly ascended4  ,jessy     
,ellet here encountered another door    
which stood ajar4 ,she heard within the 
sound of a heavy tread1 and1 filled with
 astonishment1 hesitated whether to     
advance or retreat4 ,again a moan of    
distress fell upon her ear4 ,stimulated 
by feelings of kindness and compassion  
no less than of intense curiosity1 she  
proceeded1 and stood within a neat      
though humble apartment4 ,it was        
carpeted1 and otherwise comfortably     
furnished4 ,a table1 strewn with prints 
and newspapers1 was placed in the centre
 of the room4 ,a low fire burned in the 
hearth1 notwithstanding the lateness of 
the season1 and a couch was drawn near  
it1 beside which was placed a stand     
covered with phials1 and a bowl         
containing nourishment for an invalid4  
,upon this couch lay the form of a      
person covered with a cloak4 ,jessy's   
quick glance rested here1 and1 at that  
moment1 another of the sounds of pain1  
such as she had heard1 issued from      

beneath the folds of the mantle4        
,instantly approaching1 she turned down 
the cloak1 and beheld the face of the   
dying person lying beneath it4 ,it was  
that of an aged man1 whose features were
 wan and worn4 ,his eyes were closed1   
and through the midst of the traces of  
pain which rested upon his countenance1 
might have been discerned the calm      
beauty of holiness1 and the placid smile
 of one whose hopes were placed in      
heaven4  ,as ,jessy stood1 she became   
conscious1 by a slight movement behind  
her1 that there was still another inmate
 of the apartment4 ,turning1 she beheld 
standing near1 a form of manly grace and
 dignity4 ,as she did so the countenance
 of the person whom she viewed underwent
 an entire change1 and he regarded her  
with a fixed and painful earnestness1   
while a flush that over-spread his fine 
features evinced no little emotion4     
8,excuse my intrusion10 said ,jessy1    
addressing him modestly1 and with       
embarrassment4 8,i heard a sound of     

distress1 and came hither to learn      
whence it proceeded40  ,at the tones of 
her voice1 the invalid1 with another    
groan1 stirred1 as if about to awake4   
,it seemed as though there had been some
 magic in her notes to arouse him1 for  
his sleep had been deep1 and she had    
spoken but in a low key4  8,i heard the 
voice of my ,alice1 did ,i not80 said   
he1 faintly4  ,opening his eyes1 he     
beheld ,jessy standing by his side4     
8,the ,lord's blessing be upon thee1    
,alice10 he murmured1 endeavoring to    
stretch out his withered and feeble hand
 toward her4 8,i knew thou hadst not    
utterly forsaken us4 ,see1 ,william1 she
 has returned2 the ,lord is still       
merciful to us4 ,mine eyes have beheld  
her once more1 and ,i have now no other 
wish than to close them again and die40 
,jessy1 supposing his words caused by   
the delirium of illness1 gently took the
 faded hand he tried to offer1 and he   
continued4 8,years have passed over     
thee1 my daughter4 ,thou lookest scarce 

older or less fair than when thou wert  
wont to trip about thy father's halls1  
ere trouble visited us4 ,time has not   
dealt so lightly with thy husband and   
myself4 ,see how thine absence has      
wasted me until ,i am dying to-day4     
,alice1 thou must have been happier than
 we have been during thy separation40   
,surprised at these words1 ,jessy turned
 toward the other stranger4  8,he       
mistakes me for another10 said she4     
8,well might ,i too believe that thou   
art she10 replied the person addressed1 
regarding her fixedly in an absent      
manner1 and speaking as if to himself4  
8,maiden10 said he1 suddenly1 shaking   
off for a moment his waking dream1 and  
advancing a step nearer to her1 8by what
 name do they call thee80  8,i am known 
as ,jessy ,ellet1 sir10 she replied1    
modestly4 8,whom do ,i so much          
resemble80  ,the person spoken to did   
not apparently hear the query4 ,his     
whole senses seemed absorbed in the one 
sense of sight2 and he continued to gaze

 upon her until1 in spite of all his    
efforts at self-control1 he seemed      
almost completely overcome by some      
feelings of extraordinary emotion4      
,jessy looked in surprise at his working
 features for a moment1 and she felt her
 nature melt in a flow of generous      
sympathy toward him1 as she tremulously 
and apprehensively repeated her         
question4  8,whom dost thou resemble80  
he said at length4 8,thine own mother1  
my daughter--my wife and the child of   
that dying man4 ,behold your father and 
grandfather in the unhappy beings before
 you4 ,come1 my child1 to this          
long-forsaken bosom40 ,and he stretched 
out his arms to receive her4  ,there was
 a moment's doubt on the part of ,jessy2
 but a mysterious instinct convinced her
 of the truth of the words she had      
heard2 and the next moment her arms were
 about the neck of the stranger1 and her
 voice was uttering through sobs and    
tears the endearing name of father4     
,after a while1 gently disengaging      

herself from his embrace1 she knelt down
 by the side of the aged sufferer1 and  
bathed his feeble hands with her tears4 
,the old man seemed to have no part in  
the recognition which had taken place4  
,his imagination mistook the gentle     
creature before him for the lost child  
of his memory4  ,he appeared now to be  
sinking rapidly1 and as the father and  
daughter sat with full hearts in the    
consciousness of being thus united1 and 
listened to his labored respirations1   
the sound of approaching carriage-wheels
 slightly shook the house4 ,it ceased1  
and a vehicle stopped at the door4 ,a   
few moments more1 and a creaking was    
heard upon the stairs4 ,presently after1
 a step fell upon the floor of the room1
 and a female figure softly advanced4   
,the father and daughter started        
simultaneously1 and rushed toward her4  
,in a moment the arms of both were      
around her1 and the heroic ,alice ,heath
 was at length restored to her husband  
and child4  ,we should attempt in vain  

to describe the scene that followed4    
,from the state of torpor produced by   
approaching death1 the old man was      
suddenly awakened to all the pleasure of
 an actual reunion with her most dear to
 him on earth4 ,imagination itself will 
find difficulty in supplying the effect 
upon all1 when1 with hands upraised1 and
 on her bended knees beside his couch of
 death1 ,alice thanked ,god in all the  
fervor of true piety1 that she had      
returned in time to shed a ray of       
comfort upon the departing spirit of her
 aged father4 ,neither can any          
conception paint her feelings of bliss  
as she arose to be clasped again in the 
arms of him to whom she had pledged her 
virgin faith1 and was bound by the      
holiest of earthly ties1 or to meet the 
embrace of the daughter toward whom her 
soul had yearned so long in absence with
 all a mother's tenderness4 ,suffice it 
to say1 that love and affection1 the    
first elements of her nature1 and her   
great sustaining principles throughout  

all her trials here1 found ample        
exercise in the full fruition of joy4   
,we will not linger on the scene with   
minute detail1 since no power of        
language we possess can convey the      
transcript as it should be4 ,pass we on 
then to the conclusion of our story4    
,,chapter ,,xix4                     ,to
 sum the whole--the close of all4       
,,dean ,,swift4  ,the morning of the    
next day dawned on few who had pressed  
their customary couches in the house of 
,henry ,elmore1 for the aged sufferer1  
on the night that intervened1 had       
breathed his last beneath its roof4 ,the
 body extended on the bed1 exhibited1   
even in death1 that mildness and        
serenity of expression that had         
characterized his face during the latter
 portion of his life4  ,sorrow could    
scarcely grieve that one who had        
outlived the full term of years allotted
 to man1 and drank so deeply of earth's 
cup of trial1 should1 at last1 in a     
moment of unhoped for joy to cheer his  

exit from life1 have finally departed2  
and ,alice felt1 as she kissed his cold 
brow1 ere the coffin-lid had closed upon
 it forever1 that her deepest feelings  
of filial affection could not inspire   
the wish within her to recall his       
departed spirit4 ,tears1 many and heavy1
 it is true1 were shed over him1 but    
they fell rather for the sorrows he had 
passed1 than because he was thus        
summoned in the fullness of time to a   
world where sorrow could never come4    
,he was followed to the grave1 not only 
by his relations1 but by ,henry ,elmore 
and his wife1 whose feelings on the     
occasion were scarcely less deep than   
their own4 ,in them1 the deceased as    
well as his unhappy companion1 had found
 true and sympathizing friends2 and to  
their unremitting care and attention it 
was that they had not both sunk1 long   
ere the return of ,alice1 into the same 
grave to which the one had now finally  
departed4 ,governor ,h4 and his         
excellent lady likewise attended the    

funeral with much sympathy1 and returned
 afterward to the house of their niece1 
to rejoice with ,alice on her return1   
and congratulate her husband on the     
pardon of which he had been the bearer4 
,an interesting scene ensued1 in which  
,jessy wept upon the necks of those     
generous friends1 and returned her      
thanks to them for having so long sought
 to shield her from the misfortunes of  
her family4 ,between ,lucy and herself a
 still more affecting embrace followed4 
,the former1 through the strict secrecy 
of her uncle and aunt1 had never        
suspected that the tender name of sister
 by which she had known ,jessy1 was only
 assumed4 ,but though she received the  
intelligence in some sorrow1 it was     
scarcely of a heartfelt kind2 for both  
had a consciousness that it was in the  
name alone that a change could take     
place1 and that in feeling and affection
 they would ever remain sisters still4  
,stanley1 too1 was present on this      
occasion4 ,his meeting with ,jessy at   

such a season of deep feeling for her   
had been tender in the extreme2 and     
although he had not as yet had time for 
many words in private with the object of
 his affection1 she read in his manner  
and countenance his deep and ardent     
sympathy4  ,the rumor of the strange    
reunion between the parents and child2  
of the long seclusion of ,lisle and     
,heath in the wing of ,henry ,elmore's  
house1 thereby explaining all the       
mystery formerly attached to it1 soon   
spread throughout the colony4 ,but it   
scarcely excited the astonishment which 
such a romance in real life would create
 at the present day1 for those were     
periods of tragical confusion and       
strange catastrophe1 for better or for  
worse1 when the rendings asunder of     
domestic charities were often without an
 hour's warning1 and where reunions were
 as dramatic as any exhibited on the    
stage4  ,it created little surprise1    
therefore1 when ,heath removed to       
,boston with his gentle and lovely wife1

 there to reside permanently1 or when   
,jessy ,ellet appeared as an inmate of  
their family4  ,it was just three months
 after this removal that ,stanley and   
,jessy were united in marriage4 ,no     
wedding-party was invited to grace the  
occasion2 but ,governor and ,mrs4 ,h4   
and ,henry ,elmore and his wife were the
 only guests4  ,we will now bid the     
reader adieu1 leaving him to imagine    
that henceforth the fortunes of all of  
our characters ran in as smooth a tide  
as is possible in this world4 ,we all   
know that the stream of actual life     
flows in an even course with but few4   
,with most it is--romance aside--as our 
tale has shown it1 a confused succession
 of alternating sensations1 sometimes   
dark and dull of hue1 like the clouds of
 winter1 at others1 breaking out into   
the glowing splendor and bright         
illusions of a dream4                   
99        99        99        99        
99  ,illustration3 ,,the ,,jolly ,,ride4
                   99        99         

99        99        99                  
,,the ,,jolly ,,ride4                   
,,with ,a ,,steel ,,engraving4          
,,oh6 for those rides1 those jolly1     
jolly rides1       ,when my sister and  
,i were young1     ,when our hearts were
 bright and our spirits light1       ,of
 sorrow and sin unstung4      ,when     
,neddy we bestrode1 with our double     
load1       ,as good at our need as an  
,arab steed2     ,and merrily pricked1  
though he sulked and kicked1       ,o'er
 rivulet1 rock and mead4      ,alas6 for
 those rides1 they are gone1 they are   
past2       ,ned and we are grown old   
and gray2     ,but thoughts of those    
times1 like ,christmas chimes1       ,in
 our hearts must ever be gay4       ,h4 
99        99        99        99        
99                    ,,ballads ,,of    
,,the ,,campaign ,,in ,,mexico4 ,,no4   
,v4                       ,,by ,,henry  
,,kirby ,,benner1 ,u4 ,s4 ,a4           
,illustration3 ,buena ,vista4      ,,we 
lay at ,,aqua ,,nueva1 sullenly1 in     

stern repose1     ,awaiting1 with       
anxiety1 the onset of our foes3--       
,we were few2 but what of that8 ,we were
 men1 not one of whom     ,but was      
ready1 when his country called1 to meet 
a soldier's doom1     ,and1 looking     
toward the approaching fight with       
something like despair1     ,we were    
deadly as the lion when the hunter      
treads his lair4      ,our foes1 so said
 our scouts1 when they came1 at set of  
sun1     ,were led by ,,santa ,,anna1   
and were more than five to one2--       
,they were more than twenty thousand1   
we1 little more than four2     ,but     
deadlier fights1 we knew1 were fought by
 our ancestors of yore1     ,when1 hand 
to hand1 with axe and bill our fathers  
clove their way     ,at ,agincourt1 and 
,cressy1 and purple ,poitirs4      ,our 
general's brow was care-worn2 his eye   
leapt like a hound1     ,seeking1       
wherever it rested1 the advantage of the
 ground3     ,between us and ,,saltillo 
lay a craggy mountain pass1     ,with   

sierra on sierra in many a granite      
mass--     ,the plain of ,,buena        
,,vista1 where1 afterward1 we stood     
,and fought till its ravines and sands  
were purple with our blood4      ,when  
the foe reached ,,aqua ,,nueva--when    
they found our army gone1     ,they     
pressed in marshaled masses1 in solid   
thousands1 on2     ,and noon beheld that
 river of human souls1 for miles1       
,like one of their own torrents1 sweep  
through the wild defiles--     ,so1     
conscious of their strength1 they came1 
while we1 in mute       surprise1       
,looked wistfully and earnestly in one  
another's eyes4      ,the foe had wedged
 us in1 when a flag approached our      
ranks1     ,while the hovering enemy    
pressed on whence they might turn our   
flanks2     ',twas a summons to         
surrender--a summons unto men     ,who  
had beat their bravest generals1 and    
could do so once again3     ,we laughed 
in hearty scorn1 for the rawest         
volunteer     ,had grown so anxious for 

the fight he never thought of fear4     
,then came a little pause1 and we raised
 our eyes to heaven1     ,and prayed in 
silence that our sins and crimes might  
be forgiven2     ,for well we knew that 
many a heart which now beat high with   
pride1     ,would lie ere night in icy  
rest along the mountain side4     ,and  
then we thought of ,,washington1 whose  
spirit1 from above1     ,was gazing on  
his children with looks and eyes of     
love4      ,in our own green sunny land 
we were wont to mark the day     ,which 
gave him to his country with many a     
mimic fray1     ,and now the thought ran
 through our souls that this1           
henceforth1       should be     ,one    
which our children after us should hail 
with songs of glee2     ,and we gazed in
 one another's eyes1 and silently we    
swore     ,to do such deeds as history  
had never heard before4      ,we stood1 
each in our places1 when1 on our left1  
arose     ,the rattling roll of musketry
 from our advancing foes2--     ,they   

were mounting1 troop by troop1 the steep
 sierra's side3     ,a moment6 and our  
comrades1 with hearty cheers1 replied2--
     ,shot after shot1 peal after peal1 
and we saw their scattered men          
,rolling1 like leaves before the storm1 
in terror1 down the glen4      ,the     
night was cold and damp1 but we scarcely
 felt a chill     ,as we lay1 beside our
 arms1 on the bleak and naked hill2     
,for our hearts were full of fire at the
 promise of the fray1     ,which1 we    
felt1 would try our courage on the      
fast-approaching day1     ,while the    
murmur of the enemy1 whose thousands    
hedged us round1     ,came fitfully down
 the freezing wind1 in gusts1 along the 
ground4      ,at last the dawn arrived1 
and as the sun began     ,to kiss the   
summits of the hills1 a thousand        
sparkles ran     ,along the cliffs1 like
 fire-flies on a sultry summer night1   
,and on the instant1 every where was    
heard the din of fight--     ,on1 like  
the sea1 wave over wave1 the army of our

 foe     ,rolled toward our left1 and   
pierced our ranks1 and swept the red    
plateau4      ,we paused2 we turned2    
some of us--fled1 as the foe in         
thousands came1     ,and our guns in    
vain made breaches2 and the air was red 
with flame3     ,we were staggering2 we 
retreated2 we were beaten2 we would     
yield2     ,but ,,taylor',s eye shone   
every where at once along the field1    
,and the ,mississippi volunteers1 with  
,,bragg1 dashed madly on2--     ,we     
turned1 and charged2 and once again the 
purple field was won4      ,on our left 
the day was ours1 when ,,santa ,,anna   
pressed     ,on our centre1 now so weak1
 with his bravest and his best2         
,once more our men retreated1 when      
,,bragg again came on1     ,and swept   
their ranks1 but vainly2 and every hope 
seemed gone3     ,again--again--his     
cannon roared2 again our rifles played1 
,and we hurled the beaten enemy in      
horror down the glade6      ,night      
gathered round1 and once again we made  

our bivouac     ,on ,,buena ,,vista1    
whence our foe had failed to drive us   
back4     ,on the morrow1 wan and worn1 
but with spirits proud and high1     ,we
 would once more win the day1 or1 like  
soldiers1 fall and die2     ,and we sunk
 in silent sleep1 with an honest trust  
in ,god1     ,where we lay the night    
before1 on the cold and cheerless sod   
,but when the morning came1 when the    
welcome sun arose1     ,we saw--each    
seeming in a dream--the files of flying 
foes2     ,and we lay on one another's  
breasts--clasped one another's hand1    
,and wept with joy1 for ,god had saved  
our gallant little band--     ,god1 and 
our courage1 for we fought like heroes  
all will say     ,who read in coming    
centuries the records of the fray4      
,illustration                   99      
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,,shakspeare4                           
,,analysis ,,of ,,romeo ,,and ,,juliet4 
,,by ,h4 ,c4 ,,moorhead4   ,,the        
judicious critic1 whilst insisting on   

the great and manifold beauties of the  
plays of ,shakspeare1 has felt himself  
constrained to admit that they are      
marred by grievous faults4 ,some of     
these have been laid upon the times in  
which he wrote2 some upon the           
circumstances of his life2 some upon the
 corruptions of his editors2 whilst for 
others1 the most ingenious of his       
apologists have1 with all their zeal1   
been able to make no rational excuse4   
,conspicuous among these admitted faults
 are his 8quibbles0 and 8conceits40 ,he 
is charged with marring all his fairest 
pages with them2 and so introducing them
 as often perversely to destroy the most
 beautiful creations of his fancy1 and  
in a moment convert the pathetic into   
the burlesque1 and the sublime into the 
ridiculous4 8,a quibble10 it has been   
said1 8is the golden apple for which he 
will always turn aside from his career1 
or stoop from his elevation4 ,a quibble1
 poor and barren as it is1 gave him such
 delight that he was content to purchase

 it by the sacrifice of reason1         
propriety1 and truth4 ,a quibble was to 
him the fatal ,cleopatra for which he   
lost the world and was content to lose  
it40  ,those commentators who have      
deemed it a duty to vindicate their     
author at all points and at all hazards1
 have not failed to repel this strong   
charge with characteristic earnestness4 
,the great ,german critic ,schlegel1 for
 example1 speaking on this subject1     
offers the following defense1 if defense
 it can be called3 8,shakspeare1 who was
 always sure of his object1 to move in a
 sufficiently powerful manner when he   
chose to do so1 has occasionally1 by    
indulging in a freer play1 purposely    
moderated the impressions when too      
powerful1 and immediately introduced a  
musical alleviation of our sympathy40   
,that is to say3 ,shakspeare1 fearing   
that evil consequences might result from
 the overwrought sympathies of his      
auditors1 mercifully threw in a quibble 
here and there to check the dangerous   

flow of sentiment6 as if ,paganini or   
,ole ,bull had deemed it necessary to   
introduce an occasional jar in the midst
 of their most exquisite strains1 lest  
the sensitive ear should be too         
powerfully ravished4 ,but this defense  
is still more injurious than the charge 
itself2 inasmuch as it substitutes for  
that oblivion of self1 that apparent    
unconsciousness of the great things he  
was doing1 which has been regarded as   
the highest proof of the serene majesty 
of his mind1 an intolerable arrogance   
and presumption4 ,shakspeare1 however1  
we may be sure1 was governed by no such 
motive2 he had no apprehension that his 
nectar would prove too intoxicating1 and
 took no such pains to adulterate and   
weaken it4  ,the charge referred to is1 
in truth1 applicable1 in any great      
degree1 to but a small number of his    
plays1 8,the ,two ,gentlemen of ,verona0
 is one of these1 and 8,romeo and       
,juliet0 is another1 and the chief one4 
,i shall confine my remarks at present  

to the latter play2 and here1 it must be
 confessed1 quibbles are introduced into
 almost every speech3 not only the wit1 
but the sentiment also is every where   
seasoned with them2 and the different   
personages1 8however distressed1 have a 
conceit left them in their misery1 a    
miserable conceit40  ,now this feature1 
though not peculiar to ,romeo and       
,juliet1 is not found in any of the     
other great tragedies of ,shakspeare1 it
 cannot therefore be ascribed to        
inveterate habit4 ,neither is any trace 
of it found in the poem from which the  
main story1 and many of the details and 
expressions of the play were copied3 it 
was not therefore imitated from his     
original4 ,the doctrine of ,ulrici1     
however1 affords a rational explanation4
 ,quibbles and conceits are a part of   
the argument of the play1 and therefore 
they are introduced4 ,if they mar its   
beauties1 they help to illustrate its   
theme1 and to this purpose every other  
consideration is subordinate3 for       

,shakspeare is not content1 like other  
poets with simply moving his readers2   
but is careful also to cause all the    
currents of all the emotions he awakens 
to flow toward a common centre4  ,what  
then is the theme of this play8 ,it is  
not easy to frame a definition strict   
enough and comprehensive enough to      
embrace it in all its aspects1 and to   
embrace nothing more2 but1 in general   
terms1 ,i believe the subject of the    
play may be thus stated3 ,the           
unrestrained pursuit of the ruling      
passion or caprice of the moment4  ,this
 is the general subject of the whole    
play1 and it is the particular subject  
of every scene and of every speech4 ,all
 the winds of passion are let loose1 and
 they blow where they list4 ,love and   
hate1 hope and fear1 courage and        
despair1 and with them the wildest      
vagaries of fancy and caprice--all are  
in the field together2 yet all move in  
subordination to the 8central idea10    
even as the ocean tides are governed by 

the moon4  ,all the personages of the   
play are made to illustrate this        
subject1 each according to his own      
nature and circumstances4 ,romeo and    
,juliet tossed on the stormy sea of     
ill-starred love1 pass from the summit  
of bliss to despair and death4 ,the     
hatred of ,montague and ,capulet is     
drowned in tears1 and from their grief  
springs reconciliation and friendship4  
,mercutio is a courtier and a wit1 his  
spirits are always brim-full1 and       
sparkling2 and he pursues and runs down 
every phantom that happens to flit      
across his mind4 ,his wit1 and all his  
speeches are entirely of this character4
 ,he never opens his lips except to     
utter something fantastical4 ,the       
,nurse1 by following her impulses       
wherever they lead1 presents a most     
ludicrous specimen of garrulity4        
,wherever the 8fiery0 ,tybalt sees any  
one belonging to the house of ,montague 
his sword instantly leaps from its      
scabbard4 ,friar ,laurence and the      

,prince discourse on the subject1 and   
all the inferior characters1 as we shall
 see1 adapt themselves to it4  ,for the 
purposes of a more minute examination1  
it will be convenient to group the chief
 passages under several heads4  #a4     
,suggestives of the fancy2 viz41        
quibbles1 conceits1 etc4  ,the play     
opens with a dialogue between ,samson   
and ,gregory1 two servants of           
,capulet's4 ,i quote the first few      
lines3      ,sam4 ,gregory1 o' my word1 
we'll not carry coals4 that is1     bear
 injuries      ,greg4 ,no1 for then we  
should be colliers4 ,an ancient term    
of abuse4      ,sam4 ,i mean an we be in
 choler we'll draw4      ,greg4 ,ay1    
while you live draw your neck out of the
 collar4      ,sam4 ,i strike quickly1  
being moved4      ,greg4 ,but thou art  
not quickly moved to strike4      ,sam4 
,a dog of the house of ,montague moves  
me4      ,greg4 ,to move is--to stir2   
and to be valiant is to stand     to it2
 therefore1 if thou art moved thou      

runnest away4      ,sam4 ,a dog of that 
house shall move me to stand1 etc4 etc4 
,and so they proceed until certain      
followers of the house of ,montague     
entering1 an affray ensues4 ,now two    
things are to be observed here4 ,the    
servants reflect the temper of their    
masters1 and quarrel the moment they    
meet2 and their conversation is a mere  
quibbling upon certain words1 pursuing  
the fanciful suggestions of sound or    
meaning4 ,thus the whole subject is     
presented in the first page4  ,very     
similar to this1 though a little more   
refined1 in accordance with the         
characters of the speakers1 is the      
contest of wit between ,mercutio and    
,romeo1 7,act #b;d1 ,scene #dth17 and   
the former's description of ,benvolio's 
aptness to quarrel1 7,act #c;d1 ,scene  
#ast17 8,thou wilt quarrel with a man   
for cracking nuts1 having no other      
reason but because thou hast hazel      
eyes--what eye but such an eye would spy
 out such a quarrel10 etc4 etc4  ,the   

servant who was sent to invite the      
guests to the supper at ,capulet's1     
having a paper with a list of their     
names1 talks in the same style about the
 difficulty of finding out the persons  
writ there1 when he could not read the  
names that had been writ there2 and his 
misquotations of maxims is every way    
characteristic of the theme and of the  
clown4 7,act #ast1 ,scene #b;d47  ,the  
,nurse makes her first appearance in the
 conversation with ,lady ,capulet about 
the age of ,juliet4 7,act #ast1 ,scene  
#c;d7 ,instead of answering the question
 of her mistress directly1 which she    
might have done with a monosyllable1 she
 runs into a long reminiscence          
respecting her own daughter1 her        
husband1 and the 8weaning0 of ,juliet1  
all matters connected with the subject1 
and suggested by it1 but absurdly minute
 and complex4 ,she resembles ,mercutio  
in the recklessness with which she      
pursues her whims1 albeit they are of a 
somewhat different character4  ,at the  

first interview between ,romeo and      
,juliet1 7,act #ast1 ,scene #eth17      
,romeo happens in addressing her to use 
the word 8pilgrim20 and the whole       
subsequent conversation consists of     
quibbles upon this word4 ,in like manner
 the word volume1 in ,lady ,capulet's   
description of ,paris1 suggests all the 
remainder of her speech3          ,read 
o'er the volume of young ,paris' face   
,and find delight writ there with       
beauty's pen4              4     4     4
     4     4     4     4         ,and   
what obscured in this fair volume lies1 
,find written in the margin of his eyes4
         ,this precious book of love1   
this unbound lover1         ,to beautify
 him only lacks a cover4              4 
4     4     4     4     4     4         
,that book in many eyes doth show the   
glory1         ,that in gold clasps     
locks in the golden story2 etc4 etc4    
,the famous garden scene1 7,act #b;d1   
,scene #b;d17 opens with ,romeo's       
speech3          ,he jests at scars that

 never felt a wound1--                  
,juliet appears above at a window4      
,but soft6 what light from yonder window
 breaks6         ,it is the ,east1 and  
,juliet is the sun4  ,this conceit leads
 to others about the sun1 and moon1 and 
stars1 and ,juliet's eyes1 which occupy 
the whole speech1 and the remainder of  
the scene is either of a similar        
character1 or distinguished by sudden   
revulsions of feeling1 which ,i shall   
notice hereafter4 ,the whole scene is   
highly illustrative of the theme4       
,beautiful as some of the 8conceits0 of 
the garden scene are1 ,mercutio's       
description of ,queen ,mab caps the     
climax of fantastical analogies3        
,her wagon-spokes made of long spinners'
 legs1         ,the cover1 of the wings 
of grasshoppers2         ,the traces of 
the smallest spider's web2         ,the 
collars of the moonshine's watery beams1
 etc4 etc4  ,he represents her as       
galloping in this state through lover's 
brains1 o'er lawyer's fingers1 etc41    

when the former straight dreams of love1
 the latter of fees2 and each according 
to his character1 that is1 their dreams 
are shaped by the influence of the      
moment1 which is agreeable to the       
8central idea40 ,indeed1 this speech is 
not more remarkable for the exquisite   
ingenuity and propriety of its          
comparisons and allusions1 than for its 
perfect adaptation to the general       
subject of the play4  ,similar conceits 
and quibbles abound throughout the play1
 in the most beautiful passages1 and in 
the most heart-rending scenes4 ,when    
,juliet hears that ,romeo1 her          
8three-hours husband10 has killed her   
cousin ,tybalt1 her conflicting emotions
 find vent in a string of antitheses3   
8,beautiful tyrant1 fiend angelical1    
dove-feathered raven10 etc4 ,in like    
manner ,romeo's group of contrasts in   
,act #ast1 ,scene #ast1 is suggested by 
the juxtaposition of the words 8love0   
and 8hate40 ,both ,romeo and ,juliet    
quibble when relating their griefs to   

,friar ,laurence4 ,the ,friar himself   
quibbles whilst attempting to console   
them2 there is quibbling in the         
beautiful chamber scene1 and in the     
scene so full of horrors at the         
church-yard4  ,leaving the reader to    
follow up these suggestions at his      
pleasure1 ,i proceed to notice some of  
the passages in which this spirit of    
abandonment is exemplified in reference 
to1  #b4 ,passion1 ,impulse1 etc4  ,i   
have already alluded to the affray in   
the first scene4 ,romeo's love for      
,rosaline is strongly painted in the    
subsequent part of that1 and in the     
following scene4 ,benvolio persuades him
 to go to the feast at ,capulet's1 where
 ,rosaline is to sup1 promising that by 
showing him other beauties he will make 
him 8think his swan a crow40 ,romeo1 in 
reply1 makes loud protestations of      
fidelity to ,rosaline1 and declares that
 8the all-seeing sun ne'er saw her      
match20 and when he finally consents to 
go1 expressly declares his purpose3     

,i'll go along1 no such sight to be     
shown1         ,but to rejoice in       
splendor of mine own4  ,that is1 in     
contemplating the beauty of ,rosaline4  
,in this1 ,shakspeare has departed from 
the original story1 in which ,romeo goes
 to the feast1 not to see1 but to       
endeavor to forget ,rosaline4 ,inasmuch 
as it presents his fickleness in a      
stronger light1 this variation has been 
thought to injure the effect of ,romeo's
 character--for he no sooner sees       
,juliet than ,rosaline is utterly       
forgotten2 her image expelled from his  
heart1 and replaced by the more         
beauteous image of ,juliet4             
,shakspeare's object in the variation1  
in this as in other instances1          
undoubtedly was1 in pursuance of his    
theme1 to make the transition as sudden 
and as conspicuous as possible4 ,the    
effect being favorable to his main      
design1 he cared little how it operated 
in other respects4  ,old ,capulet1 as   
the revels progress1 is filled with the 

spirit of the occasion4 ,his heart      
overflows with genial hospitality2 and  
inspired by the array of beauty around  
him1 he descants on the time when he    
himself 8could tell a whispering tale in
 a fair lady's ear40 ,tybalt1           
recognising ,romeo1 a ,montague1 among  
the guests1 instantly calls out1 8,fetch
 me my rapier60 ,on this1 as on all     
occasions1 the sight of a ,montague is  
with him a sufficient signal for battle4
 ,but ,capulet1 whose ruling passion now
 is hospitality1 rebukes and restrains  
him3                               ,let 
him alone6         ,i would not for the 
wealth of all this town1         ,here1 
in my house1 do him disparagement4  ,the
 unrestrained outpouring of the heart in
 the garden scene1 needs only to be     
referred to4 ,whatever thought or       
feeling occurs at the moment drives out 
all other thoughts and feelings4 ,juliet
 dismisses ,romeo with a thousand       
good-nights2 then recalls him with      
passionate exclamations1 and then says1 

8,i have forgot why ,i did call thee    
back40 ,her impatience to hear the      
,nurse's report of ,romeo's message1    
with the ,nurse's tantalizing           
circumlocutions1 7,act #b;d1 ,scene     
#eth17 and her tumultuous emotions on   
hearing that her husband1 ,romeo1 had   
killed her cousin ,tybalt1 7,act #c;d1  
,scene #b;d17 are equally in keeping    
with the general subject4  ,the first   
scene of the third act opens with a     
quibbling conversation4 ,presently      
,tybalt meets ,romeo1 and on the instant
 challenges him to fight2 but ,romeo    
7who before this has been secretly      
married to ,juliet7 declines the        
challenge1 when ,mercutio takes up the  
quarrel1 and is slain4 ,mercutio was a  
zealous partisan of the house of        
,montague2 but after he receives his    
mortal wound1 yielding to a new         
influence1 he becomes sensible of the   
folly of the dispute which he has so    
long helped to maintain2 8,a plague o'  
both your houses60 is his dying         

exclamation4 ,romeo1 finding his friend 
killed and his own reputation stained   
through his forbearance1 can restrain   
himself no longer4 ,the sudden          
transition of feeling and conduct here1 
from tame submission to fierce defiance1
 is one of the finest of the many       
instances of the kind in the play4 ,when
 ,morok touched the crouching lion with 
his flaming rod1 he instantly bounded up
 in wrath1 and stood erect1 majestic1   
and fearful to look upon4 ,not less     
sudden and complete is the change       
produced in ,romeo by the re-entrance of
 ,tybalt4            ,ben4 ,here comes  
the bloody ,tybalt back again4          
,rom4 ,alive6 in triumph6 and ,mercutio 
slain3         ,away to heaven1         
respective lenity1         ,and         
fire-eyed fury be my conduct now4  ,the 
chamber scene 7,act #c;d1 ,scene #eth7  
is filled with the expression of        
spontaneous and characteristic emotions4
 ,the dialogue between ,romeo and       
,juliet at the beginning is the most    

exquisitely beautiful passage of the    
play2 and there is none more            
illustrative of the theme4 ,the art with
 which the contending passions are      
depicted is only surpassed by the beauty
 of the imagery and the melody of the   
diction4 ,in the same scene ,capulet    
urges the marriage between ,juliet and  
,paris1 and on her refusal1 forgetting  
his former declaration that his consent 
would lie 8within her scope of          
choice0--alive only to the rebellion    
against his authority--displays a degree
 of rudeness and violence which the     
pride and the habit of dominion alone   
can account for4 ,the ,nurse being      
consulted by ,juliet in this emergency1 
and not being moved by either passion or
 principle1 considers very literally    
what course would be most expedient     
under all the circumstances2 and1 since 
,romeo is 8as good as dead10 advises her
 to marry ,paris4 ,juliet's reply to    
this advice comes like a flash of       
lightning--          ,ancient damnation6

 ,o most wicked fiend6         4     4  
4     4 ,go1 counsellor1         ,thou  
and my bosom henceforth shall be twain4 
,by the ,friar's advice1 ,juliet at     
length consents to marry ,paris1 and    
then ,capulet is filled with impotent   
glee--being as absurd now in his joy as 
he lately was in his anger4 ,when       
,juliet the next morning is found       
apparently dead1 the lamentations of the
 several persons present 7each of whom  
indulges his own proper emotions7 are   
singularly in character4 ,capulet--the  
8rich0 ,capulet1 as he is often styled  
in the play--bewails the loss of his    
8heir20 ,lady ,capulet mourns for her   
8only child20 ,paris for his 8love in   
death20 whilst the ,nurse indulges her  
grief in boisterous and empty           
vociferation--          ,o wo6 ,o woful1
 woful1 woful day6         ,most        
lamentable day6 most woful day          
,that ever1 ever ,i did yet behold6     
,o day6 ,o day6 ,o day6 ,o hateful day4 
,the musicians who had come to play at  

the wedding are about to retire1 when   
,peter enters and engages them in a     
quibbling conversation2 and in the      
course of it recites the following      
verses1 which are also made to inculcate
 the great sentiment of the play1 the   
readiness with which the mind submits to
 passing influences3          ,when     
griping grief the heart doth wound1     
,and doleful dumps the mind oppress1    
,then music1 with her silver sound1     
,with speedy help doth lend redress4    
,the same idea pervades the scene in    
which the ,apothecary is introduced4    
,romeo's description of him is prefaced 
by this pertinent reflection3           
,o mischief6 thou art swift         ,to 
enter in the thoughts of desperate men6 
,the word 8desperate0 here refers to his
 own circumstances1 but he immediately  
applies it to the ,apothecary1 and      
describes his desperate poverty3 and    
hence infers his readiness to do a      
desperate deed3          ,art thou so   
bare and full of wretchedness1          

,and fear'st to die8  ,the next scene   
7,act #eth1 ,scene #b;d7 is a very short
 one1 and is wholly occupied with a     
conversation between ,friar ,laurence   
and ,friar ,john1 in which the latter   
relates that he had failed to carry the 
letter to ,romeo1 as he had promised1   
because the 8searchers of the town10    
suspecting that he had been in a house  
where 8the infectious pestilence did    
reign10 locked him up1 etc4 ,the        
8central idea0 is found here also--in   
the allusion to the pestilence1 and the 
alarm which the mere rumor of it        
inspires4  ,dreams are several times    
introduced in the course of the play1   
and in every instance the dream is      
shaped either by some passing influence1
 or by a coming event1 which thus 8casts
 its shadow before40 ,in ,mercutio's    
description of ,queen ,mab1 the         
8fairies' midwife10 she is represented  
as 8delivering0 the dreamers of their   
various fancies4 ,in the closing scene  
,balthazer tells the ,friar that as he  

slept under a yew-tree he dreamt that   
his master 7,romeo7 and another fought1 
and that his master killed him2 which   
was the fact4 ,and this bearing in      
sleep1 and dreaming of what is actually 
passing1 is a phenomenon which1 ,i      
presume1 has happened to every one4     
,again1 ,romeo says1 7,act #eth1 ,scene 
#ast17 8,i dreamt my lady came and found
 me dead10 etc4--which afterward        
happened4 ,in our day1 this1 ,i suppose1
 would be called clairvoyance4  ,but ,i 
must hasten to notice another point of  
view in which the subject is presented4 
#c4 ,didactic expositions of the theme4 
,with a mere reference to ,montague's   
description of his son's humors1 in the 
first scene1 ,i pass to the following   
speech of ,benvolio in the second scene3
          ,tut man6 one fire burns out  
another's burning1           ,one pain  
is lessened by another's anguish2       
,turn giddy1 and be holp by backward    
turning2           ,one desperate grief 
cure with another's languish2           

,take thou some new infection to thy    
eye1         ,and the rank poison of the
 old will die4  ,and thus throughout the
 play one passion1 sentiment1 or whim1  
is constantly succeeding and driving out
 another4  ,friar ,laurence1 as becomes 
his sacred character1 preaches          
moderation wherever he appears1 and     
constantly labors to restrain the       
headstrong passions of others4 ,he first
 appears 7,act #b;d1 ,scene #c;d7       
soliloquizing in his cell4 ,after       
describing 8flecked darkness0 as reeling
 like a drunkard 8from forth day's      
path-way10 he falls into reflections on 
the constitution of nature4 ,he finds a 
principle of good and a principle of    
evil in every thing that lives on the   
earth4 ,and according to its fair use or
 abuse the one or the other of these    
principles prevails4 ,deliberation and  
reserve are inculcated2 his mission is1 
to endeavor to stem the impetuous       
torrent that dashes around him4 ,thus   
when ,romeo threatens to kill himself   

7,act #c;d1 ,scene #c;d7 the friar      
paints his inconsiderate folly in most  
graphic and animated language4          
,what1 rouse thee man6 ,thy ,juliet is  
alive         ,for whose dear sake thou 
wast but lately dead2         ,there art
 thou happy2 ,tybalt would kill thee    
,but thou slewest ,tybalt2 there art    
thou happy too2         ,the law1 that  
threatened death1 becomes thy friend1   
,and turns it to exile2 there art thou  
happy2         ,a pack of blessings     
lights upon thy back2         ,happiness
 courts thee in her best array2         
,but1 like a misbehaved and sullen      
wench1         ,thou poutest upon thy   
fortune and thy love2         ,take     
heed1 take heed1 for such die miserable4
  ,very similar to this is his speech to
 the mourners over the body of ,juliet1 
supposed by all but him to be dead4     
,the prince acts a similar part1 and in 
the last scene1 declares his            
determination to inquire into all the   
circumstances1 8,and know their spring1 

their head1 their true descent10 before 
passing judgment2 whereupon the friar   
recapitulates the whole story4 ,as he   
tells nothing but what was known to the 
reader before1 his long speech would    
seem to be superfluous2 but does not the
 moral of the piece consist in this     
deliberate investigation after so much  
impulsive and inconsiderate conduct2 and
 the final reconciliation of the rival  
houses1 when grief has brought them to  
reflection8  ,if this imperfect sketch  
should induce the reader to take up     
,romeo and ,juliet1 and study it in the 
point of view ,i have indicated1 he will
 find a thousand illustrations of the   
8central idea10 which it has been       
impossible1 in this brief paper1 to     
notice2 and he will find a principle of 
order in this seeming chaos--that all   
these quibbles and conceits1 these      
headlong passions1 and conflicting      
emotions are made to harmonize and serve
 a common purpose4                   99 
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,,jacob',s ,,ladder4                    
,e4 ,j4 ,,eames4       ,,oh6 beautiful  
ascending1 and descending1       ,were  
your bright footsteps 'twixt the earth  
and sky2     ,celestial visitants1 in   
love attending       ,on the tired      
trav'ler1 to whose dreaming eye         
,came radiant glimpses of that far      
,elysian1       ,whose glories now are  
hid to mortal vision4     ,a gleam of   
pinions--solemn harmonies--       ,the  
stony pillow--the dim haunted sod--     
,and to the sleeper--what dread         
mysteries       ,awe his high heart8    
,how sinks the ,voice of ,god     ,deep 
in his soul6 ,yes1 ,god in veiled glory 
,appears1 ,his 8ancient cov'nant0 to    
renew2     ,and angel-tongues record the
 sacred story       ,which o'er the     
,patriarch such rich splendor threw6    
,but never more1 as in the days         
departed1       ,will ye return to      
gladden this dull earth3     ,what      
burning tears to human eyes have started
       ,since last ye moved 'mid forms  

of mortal birth4     ,and though no     
more1 in glorious raiment clad1         
,may ,god1 or angel-guest1 to man       
appear1       ,unseen they walk the     
world1 and hov'ring near     ,their     
spiritual presence makes earth's        
children glad4     ,and still the mystic
 ladder is erected1       ,whereon      
bright missioned spirits come and go--  
,bearing unto the worn and              
world-dejected1       ,a precious balm  
for all life's want and wo4     ,still  
unto us high promises are given1        
,and holiest hopes1 to lead our hearts  
to ,heaven4                   99        
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,,bass ,,and ,,bass ,,fishing4          
,,by ,,frank ,,forester4   ,illustration
                ,,the ,,striped ,,bass4 
7,,labrax ,,lineatus4 ,cuvier47         
,,rock ,,fish4 ,southern ,states and    
,delaware ,river4--,,barre ,,fish4 ,st4 
,lawrence4  ,,this noble fish1 a member 
of a tribe known in almost every region 
of the globe1 is1 as an individual1     

peculiar to the waters of ,north        
,america1 not being found in any other  
part of the world2 while his            
geographical range here1 being very     
extensive1 covers most if not all the   
rivers1 bays1 lagoons and beaches from  
the ,capes of ,florida to the ,estuary  
of the ,st4 ,lawrence2 in which great   
frith he is found1 slightly modified    
from the ,atlantic type1 and known as   
the ,barre ,fish4  ,he must not be      
confounded with the ,sea ,bass1 as he   
has been by ,dr4 ,smith1 the author of  
the ,fishes of ,massachusetts1 who takes
 ,dr4 ,mitchell severely to task for    
naming him ,bodianus ,mitchilli2        
accusing the ,doctor of extreme         
arrogance and presumption in assuming   
the discovery and right of naming a     
fish1 which he--,smith--alledges to be  
known to every fisherman and naturalist 
of every ,european coast2 whereas1 in   
reality1 the fact is precisely as stated
 by ,dr4 ,mitchell4  ,the ,striped ,bass
 is a very beautiful fish1 of the order 

,acanthopterygii1 or thorny finned      
fishes1 and of the family ,pereid2 which
 may be distinguished from the soft     
finned tribes1 by having the whole of   
the first dorsal fin supported by       
strong1 sharp1 spinous rays1 by a single
 strong spine in front of the second    
dorsal1 one in front of the ventrals1   
and three in front of the anal fin4 ,the
 operculum1 or gill-cover1 has a        
serrated edge and two flat spines4 ,its 
dental system is very complete and      
formidable1 on the maxillaries1         
palatine-bones1 and tongue1 as it is    
essentially a carnivorous fish1 preying 
indiscriminately on most of the smaller 
finny inhabitants of the waters1 as also
 on their spawn1 and on some of the     
smaller crustace1 as crabs and shrimps4 
,in color he is bright and silvery1     
bluish brown1 with copperish reflections
 on the back1 and eight1 or sometimes   
though rarely nine1 parallel stripes of 
dark brownish purple--the fourth of     
these is ordinarily consentaneous with  

the lateral line1 though sometimes the  
fifth4 ,those above it run from the head
 to the origin of the tail1 and are by  
far the darkest2 those below are        
fainter1 and die away at about          
two-thirds the length of the belly4     
,the pectoral fins have sixteen rays1   
the ventrals one spinous and five soft  
rays1 the anal three spinous and eleven 
soft rays1 the first dorsal nine        
spinous1 the second one spinous and     
twelve soft1 the caudal seventeen soft  
rays4  ,the ,sea ,bass1 which is of the 
same order and family1 ,pereid1 is      
purely a sea fish1 never entering       
estuaries or rivers1 and never being    
taken in other than salt waters1 on the 
outer bars and sea-banks1 whereas the   
,striped ,bass1 like the ,salmon1 though
 salt water is necessary to him1 in     
order to give vigor to his constitution1
 and perhaps to enable him to reproduce 
his species1 is taken without           
distinction in the clear cold           
spring-waters of the river-heads1 in the

 brackish slack-waters of the broad     
estuaries1 in the strong1 whirling salt 
eddies of sea-channels1 such as         
,hellgate1 and the inlets from the ocean
 to the inner bays1 and lastly in the   
tumbling and flashing surfs on all the  
outer beaches1 from those1 ,i believe1  
of ,hatterns1 alone all the coasts      
north-eastward to those of ,jersey and  
,long ,island2 on which they are taken  
with the squid and the seine from ,july 
to ,november1 of rare excellence1 and in
 great abundance4  ,the river runs of   
the ,striped ,bass are very singular1   
and though ,i will not say              
unaccountable--by no means accounted    
for4 ,so soon as the ,smelt1 ,shad1 and 
,herring enter the river-mouths and     
estuaries1 the ,striped ,bass is found  
following them2 and in every different  
water it appears that he acts on a      
peculiar and instinctive principle4     
,where1 when1 or how he spawns no man   
knows or has written4  ,our rivers he   
enters from the ,delaware eastward from 

the first of ,march and later as the    
season offers1 and makes up to the      
clear1 cool spring-waters of the rivers 
near their heads4 ,at that time he may  
be fished for1 in the ,delaware and in  
all the rivers in which the ,shad run up
 and spawn1 with shad-roe ,,fatally4    
,in waters up which the ,shad does not  
run this bait is useless4  ,thus1 for   
instance1 at ,macomb's ,dam1            
,kingsbridge1 and all the ,harlm ,river 
and ,hellgate1 in the neighborhood of   
,new ,york1 shad-roe is useless2 because
 the ,shad do not spawn there1 and the  
,bass know it4 ,while in the ,passaic1  
at ,belleville ,bridge and ,acquanonck1 
up to both which places these fish run1 
there is a certainty of taking them with
 this bait1 because ,shad do spawn in   
the ,passaic4  ,therefore1 in all rivers
 up which ,shad run1 the true and best  
bait for the ,striped ,bass is the      
shad-roe4  ,this must be prepared thus4 
,the roe of the female fish--that is the
 hard roe--must be taken1 cleaned1      

washed1 and washed again1 and then      
potted down with two ounces of salt to  
every half pound of roe1 pressed close  
into a stone pot and hermetically       
sealed4 ,after three months it will be  
fit for use2 when it must be cut out of 
the pot like cheese1 fastened on the    
hook in a small lump1 and tied to it by 
a lapping of light-colored floss silk1  
or raveled hemp4  ,at this same time1 in
 tideways such as ,hellgate and the     
like1 crab is the best and most killing 
bait on a line by rod and reel fishing1 
with weight enough to keep your crab    
within three inches of the bottom2 thus 
you shall take abundance of moderate    
sized fishes--the best by all odds on   
the table--but if you aim at the thirty 
and forty pounders1 you must take that  
hideous and disgusting fishy reptile1   
the real squid1 armed with a strong     
cod-hook1 on a heavy hempen line1       
trolled from the stern of a boat slowly 
pulled against stream4  ,the ,bass will 
strike at a gaudy fly1 or a spun minnow1

 at the latter every where1 at the first
 seldom1 and ,i believe casually2 though
 if you do hook him look out1 for he    
shall try your line1 and strain your    
tackle to the utmost1 and if you land   
even a three pounder on a single gut    
with fly or minnow trolled1 you have    
done great work4  ,the favorite haunts  
of the ,striped ,bass1 whence his       
provincial name of ,rock ,fish1 are     
stony1 gravelly1 or rocky reefs1 or     
sunken piers and dams which cause       
eddies1 in the vicinity of which his    
prey are to be found darting about in   
the greatest abundance1 and in such     
localities he is often taken with the   
rod and reel in great numbers1 running  
from two and a half to seven pounds in  
weight1 which is the best size for the  
table4  ,the ,bass is a bold and fierce 
biter2 and when he takes the bait he    
does it with a will1 and there is no    
occasion for giving him line or time    
wherein to pouch the bait before        
striking1 as you must do with the       

,european ,pike1 and the ,american      
,pickerel and ,mascalonge4  ,in the     
,harlm river he is fished for with a    
stout rod and reel1 a strong line of at 
least three hundred feet1 and crab or   
shrimp bait1 or sometimes a shiner or   
spearling hooked through the back-fin   
with a large-sized ,limerick hook armed 
upon gimp4 ,a sinker is used in this    
mode of fishing1 and the bait should be 
suspended at some distance from the     
bottom1 and allowed to swim about at his
 own sweet will4  ,when struck the ,bass
 does not leap out of water1 like the   
trout or salmon1 but he is decidedly a  
run-away fish1 taking twice as much     
line--pound weight for yard length--as  
the ,salmon1 and1 though not so fierce  
or furious1 requiring as much skill to  
handle4 ,you must give him your line    
inch by inch1 as sparingly as possible1 
heading him down stream if you can1 and 
wearing him out always by concession and
 persuasion4  ,so much for him in the   
spring4 ,how far he goes up the rivers  

in his spring run1 we know not1 nor     
presume to say4 ,killed he has been in  
,october at ,milford1 ,delaware1 prime1 
and in good condition1 but ,i think not 
running up to spawn himself1 but rather 
to eat the roe of the shad which do run 
thitherward up to spawn4  ,after ,july  
and from thence to ,september they      
disappear from among us of the rivers1  
and during that period they are taken   
constantly by squidding1 as it is       
called1 that is to say1 by using a large
 sized ,limerick-hook1 shanked with a   
piece of bright tin1 mother-of-pearl1 or
 ivory1 attached to a long cod-line     
wound upon a card1 in the rapid swirling
 eddies among rocks in the great outer  
tideways1 and yet more readily in the   
wild1 thundering surfs of the outside   
beaches4 ,i have seen them taken thus   
off ,shrewsbury ,inlet1 near            
,sandy-,hook1 to the weight of sixty or 
seventy pounds2 but it is a laborious1  
wet1 and dirty toil1 and cannot in      
anywise be regarded as a sport4  ,the   

line1 without a rod1 is whirled round   
the head1 and the squid delivered1      
without a splash in the water1 if it so 
may be1 and then dragged in hand over   
hand1 the fish striking with his whole  
power1 and being mastered by main force4
  ,late in the autumn the ,bass run in  
again1 for what purpose we know not1    
save this1 that the growth and          
comparative size of the fry as taken not
 justifying our believing that they     
breed in fresh rivers--we must consider 
them to be in pursuit of prey4  ,in the 
,delaware they are trolled for          
gnostically and rightfully1 with a      
minnow1 shiner1 or young shad1 baited on
 a double hook1 armed on a treble gut   
with two swivels1 a trolling-rod1 and   
good ,conroy's reel--this is the true   
and scientific way of doing it4  ,the   
best rod for this sport is the regular  
trolling1 or1 as it is otherwise called1
 barbed rod4 ,it should be twelve feet  
long1 the butt of stout ash1 the second 
and third joints of hickory1 and the    

fourth of lance-wood4 ,it should by no  
means have rings1 but the new patent    
rail-road guides1 five in number1       
exclusive of the funnel guide at the    
tip4 ,it is a very good plan to have a  
double set of guides1 on the opposite   
sides of the rod1 for the stress is so  
great in this kind of fishing that in   
time the best rods will acquire a       
curvature1 and lose their elasticity4   
,this is easily counteracted by changing
 the line from side to side1 and thus   
reversing the action4  ,the best        
trolling-rods are made by ,george ,karr1
 of ,grand ,street1 and ,ben ,welch1 of 
,cherry ,st41 ,new ,york4  ,the reel    
should be a simple one1 large enough to 
contain one hundred yards of line4      
,this truly sporting mode of killing the
 ,striped ,bass is not used in ,new     
,york1 where1 in fact1 there are few    
fishermen1 except fly fishermen--some   
very good1 although1 like angel         
visits--or pot fishermen4  ,there the   
crab and the shrimp1 with a dobber1 as  

the pot fishermen call it1 is the       
weapon1 and the best wielder of it is he
 who brings the most and heaviest fish  
to pot1 with the most violence and the  
least skill4  ,the autumn being past1   
the ,striped ,bass retires for the      
winter to the mud-holes1 which he loves1
 the soft1 warm coves at the mouths of  
rivers and estuaries1 wherein he lurks  
requiescent until spring again calls his
 prey into the rivers1 and himself out  
of his lurking-places4  ,these be his   
times1 his seasons1 his baits1 and his  
places2 as to his local habitation1 and 
the place where he deposits and brings  
up his children1 nobody distinctly      
knowing1 we shall be exceeding glad to  
receive facts whereon to constitute     
something approaching to that which is  
unwritten--the complete natural history 
of the ,bass4                   99      
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,,the ,,smoker4                         
,,by ,,thomas ,s4 ,,donoho4             
,,with ,,an ,,engraving4      ,i ,,saw  

him after dinner1       ,and his face   
was like the sun1     ,when wearily he  
goes to rest1       ,his long day's     
journey done4     ,the beef had made it 
hot1       ,and the wine had made it    
red1     ,and a cloud was all around it1
       ,like a curtain round a bed4     
,his chair was tilted back1       ,and  
his feet were on the wall1     ,and the 
sorrows of the world       ,did not     
trouble him at all6     ,for though he  
toiled and puffed1       ,like an       
engine1 or a stove1     ,yet smiled amid
 his labors       ,this                 
8cloud-compelling ,jove60      ,again ,i
 passed his dwelling1       ,in the     
darkness of the night2     ,and still ,i
 knew the ,smoker1       ,like a        
glow-worm1 by his light4     ,his head  
was still thrown back1       ,and his   
feet were still on high1     ,and he had
 a most peculiar look       ,from out   
his half-shut eye4      ',twas morning2 
and ,i saw him1       ,this great       
,vesuvius man1     ,and o'er the        

news-full paper       ,his misty vision 
ran2     ,for still the fire was there1 
,and still the smoke was thick3     ,and
 ,i remembered me the tales1            
,whose hero was--,old ,nick6      ,i    
wondered if he slept8       ,or ever    
went about8     ,or was he only some    
machine--       ,for what8 ,ah1 there's 
the doubt6     ,though puffing1 always  
puffing1       ,he never seemed to go3  
,what good he did by staying there      
,is more than yet ,i know4      ,a      
beggar-boy craved charity--       ,the  
,smoker 8blessed his stars60     ,and   
said1 8he had no change to spare0--     
,then sent for more cigars6     ,the    
patient wife at last complains2         
,he gruffly bids her cease3     8,my    
home's a bell2 it's very hard       ,i  
cannot smoke in peace60                 
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99                       ,,the          
,,maiden',s ,,complaint ,,against       
,,love4                                 
,,by ,,enna ,,duval4       ,,once1 on a 

sunny day1       ,love came to dwell    
with me1     ,i stroked his downy wings1
       ,and gave him kisses free4       
,how joyous sped the hours1       ,while
 ,love with me did stay2     ,the       
fluttering tiny thing1       ,drove     
,care's dark form away4      ,i laughed1
 ,i danced1 ,i sang--       ,how mad and
 wild my glee1     ,while blessd little 
,love       ,dwelt willingly with me4   
,alas6 one gloomy morn1       ,the      
wicked1 willful fay1     ,that ,i so    
fondly cherished1       ,took wing and  
fled away4      ,i shed sad1 bitter     
tears1       ,while ,care looked on with
 scorn2     ,at last ,i sped to ,venus1 
,to tell my grievous wrong4      ,the   
goddess frowned upon me1       ,and     
,psyche blushing wept1     ,when saucy  
little ,cupid       ,my charges sad thus
 met4      8,she wearied me with kisses1
       ,and held me pris'ner fast1      
,blame not1 ,o mother ,venus1       ,i  
broke her bonds at last40               
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99  ,illustration3 ,dallas4             
,,brightly1 ,,sc4  8,,the ,,smoker40    
,see ,page #daj4                   99   
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,illustration3 ,,gold ,,fish4           
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99                                      
,,the ,,fine ,,arts4   ,,exhibition ,,of
 ,,huntington',s ,,works4--,one of the  
halls of the ,art ,union ,building in   
,new ,york1 has been occupied for some  
time by an exhibition of the collected  
works of ,mr4 ,,huntington4 ,they are   
about one hundred and twenty in number4 
,some of them are his very earliest     
efforts1 necessarily crude1 having been 
executed in his college days1 when his  
incipient passion for art1 interfered   
materially with his progress in the     
classics4 ,but as the artist himself    
observes1 8the early blundering attempts
 of beginners in art1 are not as painful
 as those of musical performers1 or as  
insipid as the stammerings of incipient 
poets4 ,the lamest groupings of a young 

painter are often amusing1 and sometimes
 show what ,,inman used to call #8good  
intentions4'0 ,it appears to us a very  
interesting feature in this exhibition1 
that we are able to trace the progress  
and development of ,mr4 ,,huntington',s 
talent4 ,thus we have 8,ichabod ,crane  
flogging a ,scholar10 his first attempt 
at composition in #ahcd1 which we may   
contrast with 8,mercy's ,dream10 or the 
8,christiana and ,children0 the two     
paintings upon which his fame most      
securely rests4 ,the gradual formation  
of his present pure style may be        
distinctly traced through his successive
 works4  ,we find in the collection more
 landscapes than we thought ,mr4 ,h4 had
 painted1 but he explains the matter by 
stating that during his early           
professional career1 while engaged as an
 assistant to a portrait painter1       
8putting in back grounds10 he was seized
 upon by an enthusiastic speculator who 
was about to erect a city on the ,hudson
 river1 at ,verplanck's ,point1 then a  

wooded retreat of great beauty4 ,this   
enthusiast was a generous lover of art1 
and kept ,,huntington during an entire  
summer1 in that vicinity1 taking views1 
and in his close study of nature was    
then fostered a love for landscape1     
which he has never forgotten4 ,the      
artist himself says1 of his subsequent  
works of this kind1 that they will not  
bear the test of a close comparison with
 nature4 ,they are rather hints and     
dreams of situations and effects1 which 
he beseeches the visitor to look at     
lazily and listlessly1 through the      
half-closed eye1 and not to expect that 
truth and reality1 which should be found
 in the works of the professed landscape
 painter4 ,we cannot agree with the     
modest artist in his criticism upon     
himself--on the contrary1 we think there
 is much of that marvelous force and    
brightness which rivets the attention to
 ,,cole',s paintings2 of the freshness  
and atmosphere in which lie the fertile 
meadows--far stretching distances--the  

sturdy oaks and beeches1 with rich      
masses of foliage1 in ,,durand',s calm1 
expansive compositions1 and all of the  
silvery lightness in moving clouds and  
transparent running brooks1 which the   
veteran ,,doughty would magically call  
into being on the canvas4  ,we think the
 true passion of boyish love and first  
devotedness pervades all the occasional 
outbreaks which have led him from the   
dull routine of portraits to the green  
fields1 the blue skies1 and the silvery 
streams4 ,the ,rondout ,scenes1 painted 
three or four years after the modern    
,cecrops1 would have carried art1       
learning1 letters1 and men to           
,verplanck's ,point1 and the two elegant
 ,ramapo views 7most unfortunately not  
in the collection when we saw it1 but in
 the possession of ,,james ,,ross1 ,esq4
 of ,new ,orleans7 are living evidences 
of this4 ,and then the 8,moon ,light and
 ,fire ,light10 drawn in an annual      
distribution of the ,art ,union1 by the 
late much lamented ,dr4 ,,james         

,,milnor1 is one of the most fanciful   
and artistic combinations of light and  
shade that could be imagined4 ,under    
these circumstances we will not allow   
,mr4 ,,huntington to escape the charge  
of being a very admirable and forcible  
landscape painter4  ,but it is in       
historical and allegorical painting that
 ,,huntington has made the reputation   
which will live the longest2 although he
 says1 the class of pictures which were 
painted with the greatest interest are  
those which were meant to convey a moral
 lesson1 and were ideally treated1 such 
as the 8,sacred ,lesson10 8,alms        
,giving10 8,piety and ,folly10 8,faith10
 8,hope10 etc4 ,this we can very easily 
imagine2 for it must be to the spirit of
 a painter1 like the enlargement of a   
caged bird1 to escape the confines of   
buckram1 broadcloth1 and modern costume1
 and feel that 8no pent up ,utica0      
confines the powers1 and they can range 
from the trammels of the real to the    
delicious abandon of the ideal4 ,to     

transfer to canvas the feelings of our  
nature1 and embody1 as it were1 the     
moral sentiments must indeed be a       
triumph to the artist1 and we think it  
has been achieved by ,,huntington4  ,the
 picture which has acquired the most    
extended reputation for this artist1 is 
by no means his best or even one of his 
best4 ,it has become popularized by     
having been engraved for the ,american  
,art ,union two years since1 and is the 
8,signing of the ,death ,warrant of     
,lady ,jane ,grey40 ,we think it        
fortunate that the lovers of art in our 
country1 who do not enjoy the privilege 
of visiting the large collections in our
 cities1 are to have a better specimen  
of ,,huntington',s talent1 and his      
peculiar ideality of composition in the 
engraving of his 8,mercy's ,dream10 by  
the ,philadelphia ,art ,union4 ,this    
will1 we think1 be one of the most      
popular plates ever distributed4  ,to   
enter upon a critical analysis of       
,,huntington',s style would be but a    

historical sketch of his artistic       
career2 for his advancement in finish1  
and his impressiveness in composition1  
are marked and graded on each succeeding
 painting which he has started from the 
canvas4 ,there is 8no retiring ebb0 to  
his genius--he always improves upon     
himself1 as the result of close         
attention and indefatigable study4 ,so  
happy is he in his historical1 dramatic1
 and allegorical subjects1 that they    
associate themselves with the very facts
 they intend to delineate1 to the       
exclusion almost of the records of the  
past--his ideality takes the place of   
the written chronicle2 and it seems as  
if the olden tradition glowed beneath   
his pencil4 ,,huntington is as graphic  
on historic canvas1 as ,,macaulay is on 
the historic page4 ,we must accord to   
him a high rank1 for he has merited it4 
,in every department of his art1 from   
the dull routine of portrait painting to
 the study of the ,florentine ,sybil1 or
 to his latest inspirations1 8,st4 ,john

 the ,evangelist10 and the 8,marys at   
the ,sepulchre10 there is the same      
loveliness of composition1 boldness of  
handling1 and delicacy of conception4   
,we should feel great gratification in  
referring minutely to some of the more  
elaborate and important works in this   
collection1 but our purpose1 at the     
outset1 was to make only a general      
notice1 and call attention to the       
interesting fact1 that nearly all       
,,huntington',s works can now be seen in
 one gallery1 collated as they have been
 from every quarter of the ,union4 ,the 
success which has attended the          
exhibitions of the labors of ,,alston1  
,,inman and ,,huntington1 will1 we      
trust1 lead to subsequent efforts among 
our other artists to get up             
corresponding displays of their works4  
,by producing emulation it will have a  
good effect1 and these galleries opened 
with such attractiveness1 will lead to  
the formation of a taste for art1 which 
will soon direct itself to the          

encouragement of artists through many   
private channels of munificence4        
99        99        99        99        
99  ,,death ,,of ,,james ,,thom4--,on   
the #agth of ,april1 ,james ,thom1 the  
sculptor1 died in ,new ,york4 ,he was   
emphatically a self-made man1 and his   
8,tam ,o',shanter and ,souter ,johnny0  
first raised him from his obscurity as  
an humble stone-cutter1 to a rank among 
our sculptors4 ,he had no previous      
education1 and enjoyed no opportunity of
 studying schools or models4 ,,thom     
first reached this country about        
#ahcf-g1 in search of an agent1 who had 
been sent here by the proprietors to    
exhibit his 8,old ,mortality0 and 8,tam 
,o',shanter20 ,thom found the delinquent
 and obtained a portion of the money for
 which these works had been fraudulently
 sold4 ,after remitting these proceeds  
to the just owners1 he determined to    
remain in this country4 ,his first      
efforts were directed to finding a free 
stone suited to his work1 which he soon 

discovered at ,little ,falls4 ,from this
 he made copies of his two most         
celebrated works4 ,the ,old ,mortality  
,group is now placed opposite the       
entrance to ,laurel ,hill ,cemetery1    
near ,philadelphia1 including the pious 
antiquarian ,presbyterian1 his rugged   
poney and the faithful likeness of ,sir 
,walter ,scott4 ,the 8,tam ,o',shanter0 
is the property of ,roswell ,l4 ,colt1  
,esq41 ,patterson1 ,n4 ,j4 ,the statue  
of ,burns1 also from his chisel1 was an 
excellent specimen of his skill4  ,thom 
obtained an advantageous contract to    
perform the stone-cutting for ,trinity  
,church1 ,new ,york1 and made a handsome
 profit from it1 although he left the   
work before its completion1 and retired 
to a farm in ,rockland ,county4 ,he has 
since occupied his time as an architect1
 more1 however1 for the filling up of   
his leisure hours1 than for probability 
of profit1 as none of his designs have  
even been executed4 ,the genius of ,thom
 was peculiar--his fame may rest safely 

upon 8,old ,mortality10 and 8,tam       
,o',shanter10 though some of his busts  
and ornamental garden designs possessed 
great merit4                   99       
99        99        99        99        
,,philadelphia ,,academy ,,of ,,fine    
,,arts4--,the spring exhibition of this 
society promises to be unusually        
attractive4 ,the liberal prizes offered 
by the managers to induce competition1  
have awakened the spirit of not only our
 own1 but foreign artists4 ,we shall    
next month have an opportunity to notice
 these works in detail1 and hope to find
 some home productions which will       
compare favorably with those received   
from abroad4 ,among the latter is a     
magnificent piece of coloring by ,,van  
,,schendel of ,brussels1 representing   
,ahasuerus king of the ,persians and    
,medes1 in the midst of his gorgeous    
court1 as described in the ,book of     
,esther4 ,,schotel of ,medembled1       
,holland1 has sent out two marine views1
 a department in which he is justly     

celebrated4 ,one of these1 entitled     
8,wrecking and ,succor10 possesses much 
energy1 and the other1 8,the ,schelde by
 a fresh gale10 will be highly prized by
 all the lovers of art4 ,there are also 
two works by ,carl ,hubner of           
,dusseldorf1 called 8,the ,recovery10   
and 8,the ,happy ,moment10 which evince 
high artistic excellence4 ,g4 ,f4       
,,diday of ,bremen1 has sent over two   
beautiful views of the ,high ,alps in   
,switzerland1 and ,j4 ,,schoppe of      
,berlin1 a scene descriptive of a       
,spanish comedy by ,moneto1 which he    
entitles ,amphitrite and ,donna ,diana4 
,all these1 and others of minor         
excellence1 will be noticed more fully  
hereafter4                   99         
99        99        99        99  ,,the 
,,american ,,art ,,union4--,the walls of
 the new gallery of this institution    
already present many beautiful specimens
 of art4 ,a picture by ,,leutze1 called 
the 8,knight of ,sayn and the ,gnomes10 
is particularly admired4 ,the story1 as 

described by ,g4 ,g4 ,,foster1 ,esq4 in 
his spicy little paper1 the ,merchants' 
,day ,book1 is of a knight who fell in  
love with a beautiful damsel1 whose     
father would consent to the match only  
on condition that the lover would ride  
up the steep rocks on which his castle  
was built4 ,this was clearly an         
impossible feat2 but the king of the    
,gnomes came secretly and offered1 if   
the knight of ,sayn would fill up a     
silver mine that had been opened on his 
domain1 to assist him in crossing safely
 the bridge of love4 ,the action of the 
picture is at the moment that the knight
 rides over the last frightful fissure1 
upon a bridge composed of rocks1        
supported and held in their places      
beneath his charger's hoofs1 by the     
sturdy gnomes1 while the king of the    
earth elfins stands proudly on the other
 side with his royal sceptre in his     
hand1 to welcome his protg safely over4 
,far above is the father's castle1 with 
the lady and her attendants1 watching   

the dauntless rider and waving their    
scarfs over his head4 ,the whole of this
 picturesque and charming scene is      
handled in the most admirable manner4   
,the gnomes couching like little        
atlases1 under the heavy rocks across   
which the knight is passing--the        
irresistible comicry of the burly gnome 
king--the fiery prancing war-horse--the 
knight himself1 waving his cap gallantly
 to his mistress1 while he sits his     
steed with the air of a perfect         
conqueror1 each seems better than the   
other4 ,the entire composition and      
action of the piece are spirited and    
graceful1 while the happy choice of     
subject equally betrays the accomplished
 artist4                   99        99 
99        99        99  ,,henri         
,,herz4--,the celebrated pianist has    
finally settled for the rest of his days
 in ,mexico4 ,the supreme government has
 established a musical conservatory1 at 
the head of which ,mr4 ,herz has been   
placed1 with a handsome salary4         

99        99        99        99        
99  ,,ives ,,the ,,sculptor1 since his  
return from ,italy1 has completed a     
plaster cast of ,major ,general ,,scott1
 the mould of which he proposes to take 
with him when he again visits ,italy1   
and reproduce the head in marble4 ,the  
bust is true in its character1 both in  
lineament and spirit1 and is looked upon
 with universal approbation4            
99        99        99        99        
99  ,,power',s ,,statue ,,of ,,eve4--,it
 is stated that this statue1 executed by
 ,mr4 ,,power for the ,hon4 ,,william   
,c4 ,,preston1 of ,south ,carolina1 has 
been lost by shipwreck on the coast of  
,spain4 ,it had been generally conceded 
to be his chef d'oeuvre1 and its loss is
 a real calamity1 not only to the artist
 but the entire world of art4 ,we trust 
sincerely that the original cast        
remains1 from which a new statue may be 
produced4                   99        99
        99        99        99          
8,,mercy',s ,,dream40--,a copy from this

 original picture by ,,huntington has   
been executed by ,mr4 ,,mcmurtrie1 of   
,philadelphia1 with a general fidelity  
in tone1 style1 color1 expression1 and  
atmospheric effect1 which is truly      
remarkable4 ,this copy will constitute  
the first prize at the next drawing of  
the ,art ,union of ,philadelphia1 which 
will take place on the evening of the   
#cast of ,december1 #ahej4              
99        99        99        99        
99  ,,marti',s ,,opera ,,troup1 from the
 ,tacon ,theatre1 ,havana1 has recently 
been singing at ,niblo's ,garden1 in    
,new ,york4 ,signor ,salvi is           
acknowledged to be the only perfect     
tenor heard in this country since the   
days of ,garcia4 ,signorina ,steffanone1
 the new soprano1 is also warmly        
praised4 ,the orchestra is admirable1   
and all the appointments excellent4     
99        99        99        99        
99                               ,,early
 ,,english ,,poets4                     
,,poems ,,of ,,thomas ,,carew4   ,,in   

the history of early ,english           
literature1 we find little mention made 
of the productions of ,thomas ,carew2   
8that sweet poet and most witty         
gentleman10 as he was quaintly styled by
 ,sir ,william ,davenant4 ,with the     
exception of one or two of his songs1 to
 be found in 8,the ,english ,anthology10
 we do not remember to have seen any    
mention made of his verses4 ,this       
neglect cannot be accounted for by      
attributing it to his want of merit as a
 poet4 ,the melody of his verse1 the    
genuine spirit of poetry pervading his  
songs1 and the happy conceits sparkling 
through them1 entitle him to a position 
not many removes from that occupied by  
,sir ,john ,suckling1 whose sweet       
numbers and mellifluous verse are       
familiar to every lover of early        
,english literature4  ,if the testimony 
of contemporaries is any test of poetic 
ability1 the subject of our notice seems
 to have had his full share with the    
lighter poets and wits of his age4      

,thomas ,carew was descended from one of
 the first families in ,gloucestershire1
 ,england2 many of his ancestors having 
filled high and responsible stations in 
the preceding reigns of ,mary1          
,elizabeth1 and ,james ,i4 ,he was      
educated at ,corpus ,christi ,college1  
,oxford1 where he did not remain to     
finish the usual collegiate course1     
having been expelled for some youthful  
indiscretion4 ,he afterward made the    
tour of ,europe1 visiting some of the   
most polished courts1 and perfecting    
himself in all those accomplishments    
then so necessary for the complete      
education of a courtier4 ,on his return 
from his travels1 his fine person and   
polished manners attracted the attention
 of ,charles ,i41 who gave him the      
appointment of gentleman of the privy   
chamber1 and was in the habit of        
constant social intercourse1 esteeming  
him one of the most polished gentlemen  
and refined wits of his court4 ,by the  
poets of his day he was much respected1 

claiming ,ben ,jonson and ,sir ,william 
,davenant among the most devoted of his 
friends1 and the warmest admirers of his
 verse4 ,it redounds1 however1 much more
 to his praise that he was intimate with
 the youthful ,hyde1 afterward so       
distinguished as ,earl of               
,clarendon--who speaks highly 8of his   
amiable qualities1 and his talent for   
light poetry1 of the amorous kind1 in   
the elegance and fancy of which he had  
few superiors40 ,carew died in the prime
 of life1 some time in the year #afci1  
thus fortunately escaping the troubles  
that even then 8were casting their dark 
shadows before10 and which eventually   
overwhelmed his royal master4 ,the only 
edition of his poems ever published     
appeared in #afcj1 edited by himself2   
and it is from this work we propose to  
introduce to the reader's attention a   
few of the most beautiful of his songs  
and fugitive pieces4  ,an earnest desire
 to rescue from oblivion the many       
beautiful thoughts and curious conceits 

pervading the verses of this poet1 has  
induced the preparation of our article4 
,these songs served to lighten the cares
 of the troublesome reign of ,charles   
,i41 and1 set to music1 were the        
favorite melodies of his time4 ,in an   
age when gallantry was the chief of     
virtues1 and the smiles and             
encouragement of the gentler sex the    
sure reward that awaited every laudable 
undertaking4 ,carew seems to have       
devoted his talents to the ladies4 ,in  
smooth and gentle verse he celebrated   
their varied charms--or in ardent       
strains declared his own impassioned    
admiration and love4  ,the cruel glances
 of the eyes of his mistress he         
deprecates in lines like these--        
,i'll love no more those cruel eyes of  
hers1         ,which1 pleased or        
angered1 still are murderers1           
,for if she dart1 like lightning1       
through the air1         ,her beams of  
wrath1 she kills me with despair1       
,if she behold me with a pleasing eye1  

,i surfeit with excess of joy and die4  
,and he mourns in touching melancholy   
verse the death of the loved one1 and in
 sweet strains laments          ,the    
purest soul1 that e'er was sent         
,into a clayey tenement1                
,informed this dust1 but the weak mould 
,could the great guest no longer hold1  
,the substance was too pure1 the flame  
,too glorious1 that hither came4  ,does 
he celebrate the beauties of the natural
 world1 he is sure to institute a       
comparison of those beauties with the   
charms of his mistress--and in his      
glowing language1 8winter's snow-white  
robes0 8and blue-eyed spring0 welcomed  
to the earth 8by a choir of chirping    
minstrels0 shrink into insignificance by
 the comparison4 ,does he pine away1    
banished from the presence of his       
mistress1 he compares himself with happy
 conceit 8to one far from the shore in a
 storm-beaten boat1 where love is the   
pilot10                            but  
o'ercome with fear         ,of her      

displeasure1 dares not homeward steer4  
,indeed1 the warmth of his verse1 and   
its flow of happy conceits1 induced ,sir
 ,william ,davenant to call him 8our    
,english ,anacreon0--but this perhaps is
 going too far2 although adopting the   
words of ,moore1 applied to ,anacreon1  
we might say of ,carew--8,that his      
descriptions are sometimes warm1 but the
 warmth is in the ideas1 not the words2 
he is often sportive1 without being     
wanton1 ardent1 without being           
licentious40 ,still1 the distance       
between ,carew and ,anacreon is         
immeasurably great--the singular beauty 
of 8,the ,tean ,bard0--his copiousness  
of expression1 his easy and joyous      
gayety--the enthusiasm of the grape     
pervading his songs1--has never yet been
 equaled by his numerous pretended      
imitators2 who too often have sought in 
grossness of allusion1 and the vulgar   
rant of intoxication1 for sources of    
resemblance4  ,it is indeed to be       
regretted that among the poems of ,carew

 there are many that might tinge the    
cheek of modesty1 and repel every reader
 by their gross physical impurities--and
 those1 too1 containing in their        
grossness thoughts of most exquisite    
beauty4 ,the existence of these         
impurities1 however1 was the fault more 
of the age than the poet--custom        
sanctioned1 society relished the use of 
language and sentiment that now would be
 exceedingly abhorrent to 8ears polite40
  ,the polished courtiers1 the fair     
dames of the court of ,charles1         
perceived nothing in these songs of     
,carew that could call the blush of     
shame to the cheek1 or excite even an   
impure thought4 ,but custom1            
8,that despot1 whose behest each age    
obeys10  has in this our day otherwise  
ordered2 and the civilized world now    
believes with the poet ,roscommon--     
,immodest words admit of no defense1    
,a want of decency is want of sense4    
,my object in the preparation of this   
article being to rescue from oblivion   

some of the verses of this sweet poet1  
,carew1 ,i propose to make such         
selections from his poems as shall      
prove1 incontestably1 his claim to a    
high rank among the earlier ,english    
poets4  ,we do not claim that the poems 
of ,carew evince the highest order of   
poetic talent1 but generous sentiment1  
and a glow of happy conceits running    
through1 and sparkling in them1 often   
exhibit unexpected beauties4 ,to use the
 words of ,dr4 ,johnson1 applied to a   
poet of the same age and nation1  8,if  
the conceits are sometimes far-fetched1 
they will be found oftentimes worth the 
carriage40  ,it has been before         
remarked1 that if the greatness of the  
poetic writers of this age seldom       
elevates1 their acuteness often         
surprises us--and noble sentiment and   
genuine wit will often be found buried  
beneath strange illustrations1 and      
far-fetched conceits4  ,in ,headley's   
introduction to his 8,select ,beauties  
of ,ancient ,english ,poetry10 he       

bestows unqualified praise upon the     
amatory poets1 who flourished in the    
reign of ,charles the ,first1 giving a  
decided preference to the poetry of the 
age of ,elizabeth and ,charles over all 
that has been written since their day4  
,and he considers the poets1 the amatory
 poets of those reigns1 as forming a    
constellation far superior in poetic    
lustre to any that have succeeded them4 
,this indeed is no faint praise1 coming 
from so refined a critic2 but with all  
due deference we cannot but agree with  
,drake1 that it is for the most part too
 highly colored4 ,the exquisite         
simplicity of style and thought1 so     
attractive in the productions of our    
modern poets1 will be looked for in vain
 in the verses of the poets of that     
early day2 such simplicity being the    
result of systematic refinement1 and the
 progress of language toward perfection4
  ,but to return from this apparent     
digression2 as the most beautiful pearls
 are often found in the roughest shells1

 so in the songs of ,carew the reader   
will oftentimes be delighted to discover
 rare conceits1 sparkling with wit1 and 
genuine poetry1 but incased in rough    
inharmonious verse4  ,but often1 as in  
the beautiful lines to a primrose1      
,carew seems to break loose from the    
trammels that fettered the versification
 of his day1 and in tuneful1 and well   
measured song expresses so aptly the    
ideas of his muse1 as to give peculiar  
softness to his rhyme4  ,that little    
song1 ,to a ,primrose1 commencing1      
,ask me why ,i bring you here           
,this firstling of the infant year4     
,and the one entitled ,the ,compliment1 
,my dearest ,i shall grieve thee        
,when ,i swear1 yet1 sweet1 believe me1 
are almost equal in beauty to that      
exquisite song of ,fletcher's1          
commencing          ,take1 oh1 take     
those lips away4  ,or that complimentary
 song of ,sir ,john ,suckling's1        
beginning          ,her cheeks so rare a
 white was on1         ,no daisy bears  

comparison1         ,who sees it1 is    
undone         ,for streaks of red were 
mingled there           ,such as are on 
a ,catharine pear1           ,the side  
that's next the sun4  ,in all the poetry
 of the age in which ,carew flourished1 
there is to be found a straining after  
resemblances1 and too often the sense is
 sacrificed in the effort2              
personification is too often used1      
without judgment1 or taste4 ,it is this 
fault which1 more than any other1 has   
called down upon the poets of the age in
 which ,carew flourished1 so much       
severe1 and oftentimes unjust criticism4
  ,but without offering these songs of  
,carew as models1 without denying that  
according to the rigid canons of        
polished criticism1 many glaring faults 
may be found in them1 we still insist   
that their beauties are many1 and to the
 eye1 which brings not every thing to   
the narrow measure of a stern critic's  
scrutiny1 will more than compensate for 
unquestioned blemishes4 ,the blemishes  

are the offspring of the distorted taste
 of the age in which our poet           
flourished--their beauties1 the triumph 
of the poet's genius over the           
difficulties in his pathway4            
,,the ,,spring4          ,now that the  
winter's gone1 the earth has lost       
,her snow-white robes1 and now no more  
the frost         ,candies the grass1 or
 casts an icy cream         ,upon the   
silver lake1 or crystal stream2         
,but the warm sun thaws the benumbed    
earth1         ,and makes it tender1    
gives a sacred birth         ,to the    
dead swallow1 wakes in hollow tree      
,the drowsy cuckoo1 and the humble bee4 
,now do a choir of chirping minstrels   
bring         ,in triumph to the world1 
the youthful spring4         ,the       
valleys1 hills1 and woods1 in rich      
array1         ,welcome the coming of   
the longed for ,may4         ,now all   
things smile1 only my love doth lower2  
,nor hath the scalding noon-day sun the 
power         ,to melt that marble ice1 

which still doth hold         ,her heart
 congealed1 and makes her pity cold4    
,the ox which lately did for shelter fly
         ,into the stall2 doth now      
securely lie         ,in open field1 and
 love no more is made         ,by the   
fire-side2 but in the cooler shade      
,amyutas now doth with his ,chloris     
sleep         ,under a sycamore1 and all
 things keep         ,time with the     
season2 only she doth carry             
,june in her eyes1 her heart is         
,january4                               
,,persuasion ,,to ,,love4               
,think not1 'cause men flattering say   
,you're fresh as ,april1 sweet as ,may1 
,bright as is the morning star1         
,that you are so2 or though you are1    
,be not therefore proud1 and deem       
,all unworthy your esteem2         ,for 
being so1 you lose the pleasure         
,of being fair1 since that rich treasure
         ,of rare beauty1 and sweet     
feature1         ,was bestowed on you by
 nature         ,to be enjoyed1 and sure

 'tis sin         ,there to be scarce1  
where she hath been         ,so prodigal
 of her best graces2         ,thus      
common beauties1 and mean faces         
,shall have more pastime1 and enjoy     
,the sport you loose by being coy4      
,starve not yourself1 because you may   
,thereby make me pine away2         ,nor
 let brittle beauty make         ,you1  
your wisest thoughts forsake4           
,for that lovely face will fail2        
,beauty's sweet1 but beauty's frail2    
',tis sooner past2 'tis sooner done     
,than summer rain1 or winter's sun2     
,most fleeting when it is most dear6    
',tis gone1 while we but say 'tis here4 
,these curious locks1 so aptly twined1  
,whose every hair a soul doth bind1     
,wilt change their auburn hue1 and grow 
,white1 and cold as winter's snow4      
,that eye which now is ,cupid's nest1   
,will prove his grave1 and all the rest 
,will follow1 in the cheek then froze1  
,no lily shall be found1 or rose4       
,and what will then become of all       

,those who now you servants call8       
,like swallow's when your summer's done 
,they'll fly1 and seek some warmer sun4 
,remain still firm1 be provident1       
,and think before the summer's spent    
,of following winter2 like the ant      
,see plenty hoard for time of scant4    
,cull out amongst the multitude         
,of lovers1 seeking to intrude          
,into your favor1 one that may          
,last for an age1 not for a day4        
,for when the storms of time have moved 
,waves on that cheek1 now so beloved1   
,when a fair lady's face has pined1     
,and yellow spread1 where red once      
shined1         ,when beauty1 youth1 and
 all sweets leave her4         ,love may
 return1 but lovers never4         ,and 
old folks say1 there are no pains       
,like itch of love1 in aged veins4      
,oh1 love me then1 and now begin it1    
,let us not loose a precious minute1    
,for time and age will work that rack1  
,which time or age shall ne'er call     
back4         ,the snake each year1     

fresh skin resumes1         ,and eagles1
 change their aged plumes4         ,the 
faded rose1 each spring receives        
,a fresh red tincture on her leaves3    
,but if your beauties once decay1       
,they never know a second ,may4         
,,lips ,,and ,,eyes4          ,in       
,celia's face1 a question doth arise    
,which are more beautiful1 her lips or  
eyes2         ,we1 said the eyes1 send  
forth those pointed darts         ,which
 pierce the hardest adamantine hearts   
,from us1 replied the lips1 proceed     
those blisses         ,which lovers reap
 in kind words1 and in kisses           
,then wept the eyes1 and from their     
springs did pour         ,of liquid     
oriental pearls1 a shower4              
,whereat the lips moved with delight and
 pleasure1         ,in a sweet smile    
unlocked their pearly treasure2         
,and bade ,love judge1 whether did add  
more grace         ,weeping1 or smiling1
 to fair ,celia's face4                 
,a ,,beautiful ,,mistress4          ,if 

when the sun at noon displays           
,his brighter rays1                     
,thou but appear         ,he then all   
pale with shame1 and fear1              
,quencheth his light1         ,hides his
 dark brows1 flies from thy sight       
,and grows more dim         ,compared to
 thee1 than stars to him1         ,if   
thou but show thy face again1           
,when darkness doth at midnight reign1  
,the darkness flies1 and light is hurled
         ,round about the silent world4 
,,the ,,primrose4          ,ask me1 why 
,i send you here         ,this firstling
 of the infant year8         ,ask me1   
why ,i send to you1         ,this       
primrose1 all bepearled with dew8       
,i straight will whisper in your ears   
,the sweets of love are washed with     
tears4          ,ask me1 why this flower
 doth show         ,so yellow1 green1   
and sickly too8         ,ask me1 why the
 stalk is weak1         ,and bending1   
yet it doth not break4         ,i must  
tell you1 these discover         ,that  

doubts and fears beset your lover4      
,,murdering ,,beauty4          ,i'll    
gaze no more1 on her bewitching face1   
,since ruin harbors there1 in every     
place2         ,for my enchanted soul1  
alike she drowns         ,with calms and
 tempests1 of her smiles1 and frowns4   
,i'll love no more those cruel eyes of  
hers1         ,which pleased or angered1
 still are murderers2         ,for if   
she dart 7like lightning7 through the   
air         ,her beams of wrath1 she    
kills me with despair2         ,if she  
behold me with a pleasing eye         ,i
 surfeit with excess of joy and die4    
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99                                      
,,review ,,of ,,new ,,books4            
,lectures on ,art and ,poems4 ,by       
,washington ,allston4 ,edited by        
,richard ,h4 ,dana1 ,jr4 ,new ,york3    
,baker  ,scribner4 #a vol4 #abmo4  ,the 
admirers of the greatest of ,american   
painters will need none of our advice to
 read this volume1 placing as it does   

its accomplished author among the       
greatest of ,american writers4 ,the     
,lectures are four long and elaborate   
essays on art2 and they evince a depth  
and delicacy of insight1 a              
concentrativeness and continuity of     
thought1 a finely harmonized action of  
reason and imagination1 and a command of
 subtle expression1 which entitle them  
to a high rank among the best critical  
compositions of the century4 ,the       
lectures treat of the highest and most  
exacting principles of creative art1 and
 the passage from them to the poems is a
 hazardous descent4 ,though some of     
these poems have gleams of the author's 
genius1 they are generally characterized
 by a penury of imaginative expression  
which is painful to a reader fresh from 
the ,lectures4  ,the merely literary    
reader will find much to delight him in 
the ,lectures1 even if he is indisposed 
to pay much attention to their profound 
discussion of principles4 ,they contain 
many specimens of that word-painting    

which gave such popularity to ,ruskin's 
8,modern ,painters40 ,the following     
passage on ,vernet is one out of many   
splendid descriptions4 8,now let us look
 at one of his ,storms at ,sea1 when he 
wrought from his own mind4 ,a dark1     
leaden atmosphere prepares us for       
something fearful2 suddenly a scene of  
tumult1 fierce1 wild1 disastrous1 bursts
 upon us2 and we feel the shock drive1  
as it were1 every other thought from the
 mind2 the terrible vision now seizes   
the imagination1 filling it with sound  
and motion3 we see the clouds fly1 the  
furious waves one upon another dashing  
in conflict1 and rolling1 as if in      
wrath1 toward the devoted ship2 the wind
 blows from the canvas2 we hear it roar 
through her shrouds2 her masts bend like
 twigs1 and her last forlorn hope1 the  
close-reefed foresail1 streams like a   
tattered flag2 a terrible fascination   
still constrains us to look1 and a dim1 
rocky shore looms on her lee2 then comes
 the dreadful cry of #8,breakers ahead6'

 the crew stand appalled1 and the       
master's trumpet is soundless at his    
lips4 ,this is the uproar of nature1 and
 we feel it to be true2 for here every  
line1 every touch1 has a meaning4 ,the  
ragged clouds1 the huddled waves1 the   
prostrate ship1 though forced by        
contrast into the sharpest angles1 all  
agree1 opposed as they seem1 evolving   
harmony out of discord4 ,and this is    
,genius1 which no criticism can ever    
disprove40  ,the criticisms in these    
lectures on ,michael ,angelo1           
,raffaelle1 ,titian1 ,poussin1 ,claude1 
are as unrivaled for discrimination as  
appreciation4 ,no one has a quicker and 
deeper eye to detect the excellencies of
 great works1 and no one seizes with    
more fatal sagacity upon their defects4 
,everybody has seen copies of           
,raffaelle's great picture of the       
,madonna di ,sisto1 but few have dared  
to express their dissatisfaction with   
the seemingly beautiful figure of ,st4  
,catharine4 ,allston says it is an      

8evident rescript from the ,antique1    
with all the received lines of beauty1  
as laid down by the analyst--apparently 
faultless1 yet without a single         
inflection which the mind can recognize 
as allied to our sympathies2 and we turn
 from it coldly as from the work of an  
artificer1 not of an ,artist4 ,but not  
so can we turn from the intense life1   
which seems almost to breathe upon us   
from the celestial group of the ,virgin 
and her child1 and from the ,angels     
below2 in these we have the evidence of 
the divine afflatus--of inspired ,art40 
,among the aphorisms written by ,allston
 on the walls of his studio1 and        
published in the present volume1 we     
extract the following3  8,some men make 
their ignorance the measure of          
excellence2 these are1 of course1 very  
fastidious critics2 for knowing little1 
they can find little to like40  8,a     
witch's skiff cannot more easily sail in
 the teeth of the wind1 than the human  
eye lie against fact2 but the truth will

 oftener quiver through lips with a lie 
upon them40  8,the most common disguise 
of ,envy is in the praise of what is    
subordinate40                   99      
99        99        99        99        
,southey's ,common-,place ,book4 ,second
 ,series4 ,special     ,collections4    
,edited by his ,son-in-,law1 ,john ,wood
 ,warter1 ,b4 ,d4     ,new ,york3       
,harper  ,brothers4 #a vol4 #hvo4  ,this
 volume contains the extracts which     
,southey made from the world of books1  
relating to special subjects of study4  
,the general topics under which the     
extracts are grouped1 are               
,ecclesiasticals1 the ,age of ,cromwell1
 ,spanish and ,portuguese ,literature1  
the ,history of the ,religious ,orders1 
,orientaliana1 ,american ,tribes1       
,natural ,history1 and ,curious ,facts4 
,the range of reading that the volume   
indicates1 considered in connection with
 the number of ,southey's original      
works1 is sufficient to astound a       
regular book-cormorant1 and places      

,southey fairly among the 8laboring     
classes40 ,the present volume is more   
racy in its matter than the preceding1  
while it does not yield to it in the    
amount of curious information given4    
,the following passage1 taken from      
,percival ,stockdale's ,memoirs1 conveys
 a capital idea of an ,english military 
commander4 8,when ,lord ,george         
,germains commanded the camp near       
,brompton1 and at ,chatham in #ageg1    
,whitfield went to ,chatham1 sent his   
respects by ,captain ,smith to his      
lordship1 and requested permission to   
preach in the camp4 ,lord ,george       
replied1 #8,make my compliments1 ,smith1
 to ,mr4 ,whitfield1 and tell him1 from 
me1 he may preach any thing to my       
soldiers that is not contrary to the    
articles of war4'0 ,from the same book  
,southey extracts an equally edifying   
paragraph1 relating to the view         
entertained of the ,christian religion1 
by the ,english naval captain of that   
time4 ,percival was appointed chaplain  

to ,capt4 ,ogle's ship ,resolution1 but1
 he says1 8the duty of clergyman was    
very seldom required of me4 ,one day1   
however1 when ,i met my naval commander 
in a street of ,portsmouth1 and paid my 
respects to him1 he proposed that ,i    
should do my duty on the ensuing ,sunday
 on board4 ,i replied that it was my    
wish to receive such a command more     
frequently4 ,at all events1 replied he1 
,i think it is right that these things  
should be done sometimes1 as long as    
,christianity is on foot40 ,the         
simplicity with which religion is       
patronized in both of these instances1  
makes them richly humorous4             
99        99        99        99        
99      ,poems by ,henry ,wadsworth     
,longfellow1 ,a ,new ,edition4 ,boston3 
,ticknor1 ,reed  ,fields4 #b vols4      
#ajmo4  ,this edition of ,longfellow    
contains all his poems1 and makes two   
finely printed volumes of some five     
hundred pages each1 at about half the   
original price4 ,in their present       

tasteful form they will doubtless have a
 large circulation1 for their author is 
the most popular poet of the day on both
 sides of the ,atlantic4 ,his poems sell
 better in ,england than those of       
,tennyson1 ,browning1 ,mrs4 ,browning1  
,bailey or ,milnes4 ,this wide          
popularity he has fairly won by his     
merits1 as he has not lacked carping    
critics or envious defamers to obstruct 
his path to success4 ,the source of the 
fascination he holds equally over       
cultivated and uncultivated minds is    
partly owing to the fine humanity and   
sweetness of his spirit4 ,good nature is
 a portion of his genius2 without this  
good nature1 man1 says ,bacon1 is but 8a
 better kind of vermin20 but we are     
sorry to say that it is not a prominent 
characteristic of many minds largely    
gifted with the poetic faculty4         
,longfellow1 in addition to this        
heartiness1 full of seriousness which   
does not exclude cheer1 has a broad and 
imaginative mind1 which has assimilated 

and inwrought into its own substance the
 spirit of many literatures2 and this   
gives a vital richness to his thought   
which no other contemporary poet but    
,tennyson can be said to possess4       
,probably few poets ever excelled him in
 the difficult art of preserving an     
equilibrium of ambition and capacity1 so
 that nothing is attempted which is not 
satisfactorily performed4 ,many poets   
who aim higher than ,longfellow1 please 
less1 because we are conscious of the   
stir and sting of great aspirations     
which are unaccompanied by sufficient   
imagination to give them adequate form  
and expression1 and the result is that  
the mind is disturbed rather than       
exalted4 ,in ,longfellow aspiration and 
inspiration are perfectly harmonized4   
99        99        99        99        
99      ,the ,angel ,world1 and ,other  
,poems4 ,by ,philip ,james ,bailey1     
author of 8,festus40 ,boston3 ,ticknor1 
,reed  ,fields4 #a vol4     #afmo4      
8,festus10 a monstrous agglomeration of 

irreconcilable opinions1 lit up with    
fancy1 and seasoned with warm           
sensations1 was ,mr4 ,bailey's first    
bantling--          8,got while his soul
 did huddled notions try1         ,and  
born a shapeless lump1 like anarchy40   
8,the ,angel ,world0 is his second      
product1 the result of the slow         
gestation of many years1 with fewer     
faults and fewer merits than 8,festus04 
,many persons who would hesitate in     
calling 8,festus0 a poem1 discerned in  
it a chaos of poetical matter2 and they 
supposed that the author's unquestioned 
fertility would be forced into form when
 his powers matured4 ,in 8,the ,angel   
,world0 we find an approach to form with
 a decay of fertility4 ,this seems to   
prove that anarchy is not so much the   
precursor of art as the destroyer of    
vitality1 and that ,bailey's mind found 
in anarchy its fittest expression4      
,there is not enough greatness in the   
man to make a great poem4 ,coleridge1 in
 his remarks on ,love's ,labor ,lost1   

says that 8true genius begins in        
generalizing and condensing2 it ends in 
realizing and expanding4 ,it first      
collects the seeds40 ,bailey's process  
is the reverse of this2 he first        
expands1 then condenses--and his        
expansion accordingly lacks substance1  
and his condensation richness4 ,but     
though 8,the ,angel ,world0 is inferior 
to 8,festus10 it still exhibits         
sufficient wealth of imagery to give it 
prominence among contemporary poems1 and
 to exact the attention of all poetical 
readers4 ,a poem which contains numerous
 thoughts as fine as the following      
cannot be justly condemned3             
,in one         ,a soul of lofty        
clearness1 like a night         ,of     
stars1 wherein the memory of the day    
,seems trembling through the meditative 
air4  ,the 8other poems0 which follow   
8,the ,angel ,world0 are of various     
degrees of merit1 indicating that the   
author is a man of moods1 and is rapt or
 muddled1 according as his sensibility  

rises or falls4 ,a few of the poems are 
almost ecstatic1 and equal the most     
striking passages in 8,festus40         
99        99        99        99        
99      ,the ,ways of the ,hour3 ,a     
,tale4 ,by the author of 8,the ,spy10   
8,the     ,red ,rover10 etc4 ,new ,york3
 ,geo4 ,p4 ,putnam4 #a vol4 #abmo4  ,mr4
 ,cooper is a philanthropist of a       
peculiar kind4 ,he makes an inventory of
 popular errors and vices1 some of them 
thoroughly inwoven in the affections or 
manners of the people1 and then daringly
 drives at them with the whole might of 
his pen4 ,we honor his courage1 and     
sympathize with his hatred of cant1 even
 when we are disposed to doubt his      
judgment1 and to regret his fretful way 
of presenting his opinions4 ,opposition 
seems to have deepened some of his      
dislikes into antipathies1 and a man    
with antipathies is always unreasonable 
even in his assaults upon error and     
vice4 ,there is one thing1 however1 for 
which ,mr4 ,cooper cannot be too highly 

praised1 and that is1 his keen          
perception of the real faults which1 in 
a democracy1 should come under the lash 
of the moralist and the satirist4 ,far  
from pandering to popular delusions1 he 
expends all his force in exposing and   
attacking them4 ,the present novel is   
full of thrusts at the political bubbles
 of ,new ,york1 some of which really    
subside into their 8elemental suds0     
under his treatment4 ,the general object
 of the novel is to exhibit the         
injustice which results from our system 
of trials by jury--an injustice which   
,mr4 ,cooper thinks is the necessary    
consequence of that system in a         
democracy4 ,this we deem a monstrous    
paradox1 though the story which         
illustrates it is ingenious and         
interesting1 and will well repay        
perusal4                   99        99 
99        99        99      ,gallery of 
,illustrious ,americans4 ,brady         
,d',avignon1 ,new ,york1     #ahej4     
,daguerreotypes by ,brady--,engraved by 

,d',avignon1 with ,biographical ,notices
 by ,c4 ,edwards ,lester1 assisted by   
other literary men4 ,this is announced  
by the publishers of this work1 and is  
sufficient alone to recommend it4 ,it   
will be a noble ,gallery when completed1
 if carried out as commenced4 ,two      
numbers are before us4 ,the first number
 contains a fine portrait of ,gen4      
,taylor1 with a short clear notice of   
his life4 ,the second number has a      
striking life-like head of ,mr4         
,calhoun1 which is particularly valuable
 now1 that we are all called upon as    
countrymen to mourn the death of this   
great and good man4 ,the biographical   
notice of ,mr4 ,calhoun is well written 
and interesting4  ,we have but one fault
 to find with this work4 ,the interior  
of the cover is used as a sort of       
journal--8,fly ,leaf of ,art and        
,criticism10 as it is called1 but its   
piquant notices1 and clever short       
articles of poetry and prose are too    
valuable to be thus thrown away on a    

mere cover4 ,however1 it proves that the
 liberal publishers wish to make their  
work as attractive as possible4         
99        99        99        99        
99      ,posthumous ,works of the ,rev4 
,thomas ,chalmers1 ,d4 ,d41 ,l4,l4,d4   
,new     ,york3 ,harper  ,brothers4     
,vol4 #i4  ,this volume of ,chalmers is 
as valuable as any in the series1 and1  
to us1 the most interesting of the      
whole4 ,it contains ,prelections on     
,butler's ,analogy1 ,paley's ,evidences 
of ,christianity1 and ,hill's ,lectures 
in ,divinity1 and affords some test of  
the great clergyman's real merit in the 
science of theology4 ,although the      
volume does not place ,chalmers in the  
first class of theological thinkers1 it 
indicates sufficient originality1       
independence and force of thought to    
give him a high position in the second  
class4                   99        99   
99        99        99      ,downing    
,street4 7,latter-,day ,pamphlets1 ,no4 
#c47 ,by ,thomas     ,carlyle4 ,boston3 

,phillips1 ,sampson  ,co4 ,new ,york3   
,harper      ,brothers4  ,we do not see 
as these pamphlets decrease in impudence
 and raciness as the author proceeds2   
they are among the most exhilarating of 
contemporary publications1 and however  
mad in parts1 are calculated to give a  
sharp shock to ,english dogmatism1 if   
they do not succeed in ameliorating     
,english institutions4 ,in 8,downing    
,street0 ,carlyle makes an assault on   
the executive department of the ,english
 government4 ,the attack has more reason
 in it than the substitute proposed for 
the present system4 ,in speaking of the 
inadequacy of ,parliamentary government 
to obtain the best men for rulers1 he   
refers to ,robert ,burns1 the noblest   
soul of his time in ,england1 and yet   
one for whom the government could find  
no fitter employment than to gauge ale4 
8,and so10 remarks ,carlyle1 8like      
,apollo taken for a ,neatherd1 and      
perhaps for none of the best on the     
,admetus establishment1 this new ,norse 

,thor had to put up with what was going2
 to gauge ale1 and be thankful1 pouring 
his celestial sun-light through         
,scottish song-writing--the narrowest   
chink ever offered to a thunder-god     
before6 ,and the measure ,pitt1 and his 
,dundasses and red-tape phantasms       
7growing very ghastly now to think of7  
did not in the least know or            
understand--the impious1 god-forgetting 
mortals--that ,heroic ,intellects1 if   
,heaven were pleased to send such1 were 
the one salvation for the world1 and for
 them1 and all of us4 ,no2 #8they had   
done very well without' such2 did not   
see the use of such2 #8went along very  
well' without such2 well presided over  
by singular ,heroic ,intellect called   
,george the ,third2 and the             
,thunder-god1 as was rather fit for him1
 departed early1 still in the noon of   
life1 somewhat weary of gauging ale60   
99        99        99        99        
99      ,king ,ren's ,daughter3 a       
,danish ,lyrical ,drama4 ,by ,henrik    

,hertz4     ,translated by ,theodore    
,martin4 ,boston3 ,crosby  ,nichols4 #a 
vol4     #afmo4  ,this drama cannot     
boast any remarkable imaginative power1 
but it is still a most exquisite        
creation1 conceived in the spirit of the
 finest human sympathy1 and purifying   
the mind which it seemingly enters      
merely to please4 ,we trust that the    
,american1 as well as the ,english      
public will1 in the translator's words1 
have the taste to 8appreciate a drama   
which owes its effect solely to the     
simplicity of its structure1 the ideal  
beauty of its central character1 and the
 atmosphere of poetry and old romance by
 which it is pervaded40 ,iolanthe1 the  
character thus indicated1 has a clear   
and vital sweetness at the heart of her 
being1 which wins every reader's        
affection4 ,the genius of the author may
 be likened to the nightingale in his   
own lyric--                ,the eagle we
 tell               ,by his sweep full  
well1         ,as proudly afar in the   

clouds he soars1               ,and the 
nightingale1               ,by the      
trilling wail         ,her throat in the
 dewy ,may-time pours4                  
99        99        99        99        
99      ,the ,petrel1 or ,love on the   
,ocean1 by ,sir ,ameral ,fisher4        
,philadelphia3 ,t4 ,b4 ,peterson4  ,this
 is one of the most spirited sea novels 
that we have read since ,cooper witched 
the world with his ,red ,rover4 ,it is  
full of intense interest throughout1 and
 must find a wide sale among all lovers 
of nautical adventure4 ,the heroine1    
,norah1 is a beautifully drawn          
character1 as is also the bold1 dashing 
,herbert1 her lover4 ,the attack upon   
the pirates has all the freshness and   
daring of ,tom ,cringle's ,log4         
99        99        99        99        
99      ,sketches of ,minnesota1 the    
,new ,england of the ,west4 ,with       
,incidents of ,travel in that ,territory
 during the ,summer of #ahdi4     ,by   
,e4 ,s4 ,seymour4 ,with a ,map4 ,new    

,york3 ,harper  ,brothers4 #a     vol4  
#abmo4  ,this is an useful book1 making 
no pretensions to elegance of style or  
vividness of description1 but giving the
 history and topography of ,minnesota1  
its past and present condition1 in a    
plain1 dogged way4 ,to those interested 
in the subject1 the book will reward    
perusal1 but we can hardly commend it as
 having any charm for the common reader4
                   99        99         
99        99        99      ,the ,life  
of ,john ,calvin1 ,compiled from        
,authentic ,sources1 and                
,particularly from his ,correspondence4 
,by ,thomas ,h4 ,dyer4 ,with a          
,portrait4 ,new ,york3 ,harper          
,brothers4 #a vol4 #abmo4  ,here we     
have1 for the first time1 a biography of
 ,calvin1 based on original materials1  
and written by one who does not belong  
to the ,calvinistical sect4 ,the volume 
is well written1 is laden with important
 information1 and is exceedingly        
impartial4 ,the digests given of        

,calvin's works in the order of their   
composition1 and the copious extracts   
from his private correspondence1 conduct
 us close to the character of the man4  
,the real greatness of ,calvin is more  
apparent in this work than in any we    
have seen written by professed followers
 of his creed4 ,the chapters relating to
 ,servetus have a dramatic interest as  
well as a religious significance4 ,it   
may be generally said in praise of the  
volume1 that no one who has not read it1
 is entitled to give a confident opinion
 of the character of its subject4       
99        99        99        99        
99                                      
,,editor',s ,,table4                    
,,fashions ,,for ,,the ,,month4         
,,evening ,,dresses4--,blue satin robe1 
trimmed with six flounces1 disposed in  
threes1 and raised with bouquets of blue
 tinted feathers4 ,low body2 in three   
pieces1 with a point2 berthe of two rows
 of lace2 a bouquet of three marabouts  
on the body2 marabouts in the hair4     

,robe of white moire1 plain skirt3 tunic
 of crape lisse1 descending a little    
lower than the knee1 open in front1     
rounded at bottom1 and trimmed all round
 with a small wreath of roses2 low body1
 with a point2 crape berthe1 rounded in 
front1 trimmed all round with a wreath1 
to match that on the skirt2 a bouquet in
 front2 a coronet of roses in the hair4 
,a dinner dress1 much in favor1 is a    
robe of pink and white glac taffetas4   
,the front of the skirt is trimmed with 
small ruches of narrow pink and white   
ribbon1 interlaced one with the other1  
forming an chelle of narrow pompons     
wreaths4 ,this trimming is carried up   
each side of the body1 which opens      
square  la ,louis ,,xv1 and tied in     
front with ,montespan bows in pink and  
white ribbon2 the same kind of bow      
fastens up the pagodes sleeves1 which   
are trimmed with a double wreath of     
ribbons2 from the edge of the sleeve a  
double row of lace falls over the naked 
arm4 ,a lace1 half the width1 trims the 

top of the body above the ruche4 ,a rose
 is placed on the side of the head1 or a
 little puff of pink gauze ribbon1 or a 
bouquet of marabouts on one side1 and   
long ends of ribbon on the other4       
,before we have done speaking of        
fashions1 we must mention some          
coiffures4 ,nothing can be prettier than
 the evening coiffures now worn2 they   
are made of blonde and flowers1         
feathers1 and rich materials2 the small 
oriental turbans of gold or silver      
tissue1 indeed every thing that is rich 
and elegant1 is employed for these      
parures4 ,we have also seen some        
charming little caps1 the coquetry and  
caprice of which makes the wearer       
indisputably pretty4 ,the little ,marie 
,stuart1 descending slightly over the   
forehead1 rounding over the bandeaux1   
and edged with a very light and narrow  
ruche of blonde2 over the crown a long  
barbe of blonde4 ,the width of ribbon   
forms a bow1 the ends falling on each   
side of the neck4 ,on each side of the  

bandeaux these barbes are slightly      
raised1 with a bouquet of roses or      
heath1 or a chou of ribbon1 in the      
middle of which a large diamond pin is  
placed4 ,the same style of cap1 made    
entirely of pink or blue gauze ribbon1  
edged with a very narrow and light      
blonde1 slightly fulled1 produces a     
coiffure which is extremely becoming2 a 
triple ribbon1 which on either side1 in 
guise of a barbe1 descends gradually    
upon the neck1 is fastened behind the   
ear with a rose without leaves4 ,la     
,mode4                   99        99   
99        99        99  ,j4 ,m4         
,,legare4--,the sketches of ,mr4        
,legare1 8,life on the ,prairies of the 
,farthest ,west10 which appeared in the 
,april and ,may numbers1 of ,graham1    
were written for us some two years      
since1 and are no evidence of the       
maturity of style1 since acquired by    
this elegant writer--ably as they were  
written4 ,we hope soon1 to lay before   
our readers a series of articles from   

his pen1 which place ,mr4 ,legare in the
 front rank of the contributors to      
,graham4 ,south ,carolina1 with three   
able writers1 ,legare1 ,simms1 and      
,godman1 is ably represented in         
8,graham40                   99         
99        99        99        99  ,t4   
,a4 ,,godman4--,our readers will gladly 
welcome back to our pages the           
accomplished editor of the ,laurensville
 7,s4 ,c47 ,herald1 whose admirable sea 
story of 8,the ,slaver10 was so warmly  
received by them two years since4 ,an   
article from his pen will appear in the 
next number1 entitled 8,for'ard and     
,aft40 ,it is written with great power1 
and must add to the high reputation of  
its author4 ,if the ,herald is not one  
of the most popular newspapers of ,south
 ,carolina1 it will not be the fault of 
,mr4 ,godman4 ,he brings to his task a  
mind thoroughly educated1 a nervous     
style1 and a fine imagination1 and      
writes with the power of genius         
unmistakable4 ,we shall be glad to hear 

from him frequently4                    
99        99        99        99        
99  ,,cool ,,impudence4--,the #cjith    
number of 8,the ,living ,age10 contains 
an article from 8,howitt's ,journal10   
entitled 8,three ,pictures1             
,sunrise--,noonday--,night40 ,in the    
last ,december number of ,graham's      
,magazine our readers will find the     
original4 ,the writer of the article    
says3      8,mrs4 ,howitt1 or whoever   
attends to that journal1 has not done   
quite the proper thing--having left out 
many of the paragraphs     in my piece1 
and married together sentences which    
were not     intended for matrimony1 and
 moreover1 and what is quite too bad1   
she1 or he1 or it1 has taken a liberty  
quite unpardonable1 in     leaving out  
of the piece the place where the scene1 
if it may be     so called1 is laid1    
,broadway1 ,new ,york1 etc41 obviously  
intending that it shall not appear the  
work of an ,american4 ,in a     matter  
so light as this1 of course one can but 

laugh--if it were     a production of   
more moment1 one might still laugh1 but 
would     still have to remember how    
outrageously ,mrs4 ,h4 came down on the 
,american who ventured to translate and 
publish one of ,miss     ,bremer's      
works40  ,it is not necessary to comment
 on this piece of ,british impudence4   
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99  ,,the ,,gold ,,fish4--,a new artist1
 ,henry ,a4 ,stevens1 ,esq41 furnishes  
8,graham0 this month with a spice of his
 quality1 in 8,the ,gold ,fish0--the    
first of a series of drawings           
illustrative of ,natural ,history1 very 
pointedly discussed4 ,the sketches in   
pen and ink1 from writers of fine       
satirical powers1 which will hereafter  
accompany these drawings1 will          
undoubtedly prove quite attractive thus 
illustrated4                   99       
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,messrs4 ,lindsay  ,blackiston1 have in 
press1 and will publish during the      
summer1 8,the ,broken ,bracelet and     

,other ,poems10 by ,mrs4 ,esling1       
formerly ,miss ,waterman1 who is well   
known to many of our old subscribers1 by
 the beautiful poems she formerly       
contributed to the ,casket1 and         
afterward to ,graham's ,magazine4       
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99  ,we have received from ,messrs4     
,long  ,brother1 just as we are going to
 press1 a romance by ,w4 ,harrison      
,ainsworth1 entitled 8,windsor ,castle10
 which we shall refer to again4         
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99                           ,,the      
,,melodies ,,of ,,many ,,lands4         
,,written ,,by                          
,,charles ,,jefferies1                  
,,composed ,,by                         
,,charles ,w4 ,,glover4                 
,presented by ,lee  ,walker1 #abj       
,walnut ,street4  ,illustration3 musical
 score      ,the melodies of many lands 
,ere-while have charm'd my ear1     ,yet
  ,illustration3 musical score continued
      there's but one among them all    

,which still my heart holds dear2       
,i heard it first from lips ,i loved1   
,my tears it then beguiled1       ,it   
was the song my mother sang1     ,when  
,i was but a child4       ,it was the   
song my mother sang1     ,when ,i was   
but a child4      ,its words1 ,i will   
remember now1       ,were fraught with  
precepts old2     ,and every line a     
maxim held       ,of far more worth than
 gold2     ,a lesson 'twas1 though      
simply taught1       ,that cannot pass  
away2     ,it is my guiding star by     
night1       ,my comfort in the day4    
,it told me in the hour of need1        
,to seek a solace there1     ,where only
 stricken hearts could find1       ,meet
 answer to their prayer2     ,ah much ,i
 owe that gentle voice1       ,whose    
words my tears beguiled2     ,that song 
of songs my mother sang1       ,when ,i 
was but a child4                   99   
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,transcriber's ,notes3  ,table of       
,contents has been added for reader     

convenience4 ,archaic spellings and     
hyphenation have been retained4 ,obvious
 type-setting and punctuation errors    
have been corrected without note4 ,other
 errors have been corrected as noted    
below4 ,for illustrations1 some caption 
text may be missing or incomplete due to
 condition of the originals available   
for preparation of the e,book4  page    
#cec1 first filled by ,boccacio4  first 
filled by ,boccaccio4 page #ced1        
8,lesciate ogni speranza  8,lasciate    
ogni speranza page #ced1 speranza voi   
ch' intrate40  speranza voi ch'         
entrate40 page #cga1 as the ,rock of    
,gibralter  as the ,rock of ,gibraltar  
page #cgh1 against the mantle-piece1    
against the mantel-piece1 page #chb1    
8,ada's pompous apostacy  8,ada's       
pompous apostasy page #cij1 ,cowper2 but
 ,shelly1 ,keats1  ,cowper2 but         
,shelley1 ,keats1 page #cia1 an unwordly
 degree of purity  an unworldly degree  
of purity page #cic1 how warily must it 
how wearily must it page #cig1 the      

accomodation of invalids4  the          
accommodation of invalids4 page #cii1   
hand accidently touched  hand           
accidentally touched page #djd1         
,paganinni or ,ole ,bull had  ,paganini 
or ,ole ,bull had page #dab1 chef       
d'ouvre1 and its  chef d'oeuvre1 and its
 page #dag1 than to guage ale4  than to 
gauge ale4 page #dag1 going2 to guage   
ale1 and  going2 to gauge ale1 and page 
#dag1 weary of guaging ale  weary of    
gauging ale page #dag1 ,drama4 ,by      
,henrick ,hertz4  ,drama4 ,by ,henrik   
,hertz4