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RALEICxII, XOPJII CAROLINA, SATURDAY, MARCH, 4, 1854.
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- ; From the University Magarine.
The Editor, though unauthorized to name the author
..f the following lines, ventures to announce their hav-
tnf been written, by Professor Evebbtt, orAmera
andconceires.that they are no discredit to that gentle
man's respectableaaine. -
DIRGE OF ALAMO THE VISIGOTH-
Who -itemed and spoiled the ity of Rome, nd was
afterwards buried in tbechannel of the nver.Busen
the water of which had been Averted from jts
., , v.,jw.irht be interred. (CampbeWi
arse, j . o -t y- ? e
fo JfonttZy Jfo7''. 1628.- 5.?
was now, seventeen, ana my. "'"i""
only eighteen when it was taken, there was no
discrepancy of years.
One All-Hallow's eve a party of us all young
ry and sneer, the derision, the sarcasm, the con
tempt, the victory that were in it! even then it
i struck me into a sense of submission. The eyes s host.
unk into a lethargy in which I heard only the
rich voice, and saw only the form of our stanger
TTn was certainly very handsome ; tall, dark,
vet nale as marble his very lips were pale;
locked full into mine; those eyes fastened on
f . .1 1 T 1 1 i- - 1- . V, - 1 . im '-ll
m ' I,. . I . . . - . .i n . I tits OIKltii"! DIV IHSK. If IK i: JUIVU
girls, not one of us twenty years ot age-were , J-'-- LuntVrJhev that were extremely bright, but which
CIOCK CllJIlJeu uic nail uvui , ' J " j - , . ,
J ifi, a -ie! I. T turned round, expect- j had an expression behind them that subdued
mto'see a living man standing beside me. I me. His manners were graceful. He was very
. Tint T itu't. nnlv the chill air coming in from the cordial to us, and made us stay a .ong i.m,
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When I am dead! no pageant tram
Shall waste their sorrows at fa. bier; ;
Nor worthless pomp of homage vam
Stain it with hypocritic tear ; ; ,
For I wiVl die as I did live, . ' 1 :
" Nor take the boon" I cannot give. ' i .
Ye shall not raise a marble bust j
Upon the spot where I repose ; -
Yc shall not fawn before my dust,
In hollow circumstance of wtes;
Vor sculptured clay, with lying bieath,
Iikilt the clay that moulds beneath. t
Ye shall not p'ilo, with servile toil,
Your monuments upon my breast, -
- Not yet within the common soil
Lay ilown ihe wreck of power to rest ;
Where! man can boast that he has trod ;
..On him that was "the scourge of God. i
But ye the mountain stream shall turn,
And lay its secret channel bare, ?
Anft hollow, (or your sovereign's urn,
lresting-place.f..r ever there;
Then bid its-everlasting springs
Fldw back upon the king ofkings ;
And never be the secret said,
Until the deep 'give up his dead. ,
Aly gold and silver ye shall fling
Hack to the clods that gave them birth ;
The captured drowns of many a king, . " .
The ransoo of a conquered earth ; ,
For, e'en though Head, -will I control r ,
The trophieS of the capitol.
But when, beneath the mountain tide,
Ye've laid your monarch down to rot, 1
YehalV not rear upon its side ' .
Pillar or mound.to mark the spot ; '
.For long enough the world has shook ' ;
' Beneath the terrors of my look ; '
- And, now that I have run my, race,
The astonished realms shall rest a space.
Mv course was like a river deep,
And from the northern hills I burst, ,
Across the world, in wrath to sweep,
And where I Went the spot w'asjeursed, :
Nor blade of grass again was seen
, Where. Alaric and his hosts had been. ,
See how their haughty barriers fail
.' Beneath the terror of the Goth,
Their iron-breasted legions quail
Before my ruthless sabaoth,
And low the queen of empires kneels,
And grovels at my chariot-wheels.
Jfot for myself did I ascend -
-In judgment my triumphal car; .
' 'Twas God alone on high did send
The avenging Scythian to the war, g :
'. To shake abroad, with iron hand, r
" The appointed scourge of his command. '
With iron hand" that scourge I reared
O'er guilty king and guilty realm ; ?
' Destruction was the ship I steered,
. And vengeance sat upon the helm,
: When, launched in fury -.on the flood, . ,
' I ploughed my way through seas of bloody
And, in the stream their hearts had spilt,
Washed out the long arrears of guilt. (
. Across the everlasting Alp
' I poured the torrent of my powers,
And feeble Caesars shrieked for help,
' In vain, within their seven-hilled towers;
I quenched in blood the brightest gem'
' That glittered in their diadem, ,
And struck a darker, deeper die
.In the purple of their majesty :
i And bade my northern banners shine
Upon he conquered Palatine.
' My.course is run, my errand dtne ;
I gQ lo Him from whom I came.;
.' " But never yet shall set the sun
Of glory that adorns my name;
And Roman hearts shall long be sick,
' When men shall think of Alaric.1
My course is run, my errand done; J '
But darker ministers of fate. ?
Impatient, round the eternal throne,
1 And in the caves of vengeance, wait;
And swn mankind shall blench away .
Before the name of Attila.
a 1 ll .1 IH!h.l Hn.l.m T1 fi
trvinff our fortune rouna iiie,uraiiig i'... ,
tbroMng nuts into the blaze, to hear if mythic
" lies" loved any of us, an4inw hat, proportion ,
or. pouring hot lead into water,; W find cradles
and rings, or purses and coffins ; or breaking the
whites of eggs into tumblers hajf full of water
' . , - : .k .. hila 'intn rittires of
ana Ttien arawing u "...v
the future the prettiest experiment of all; I
remember Lucy could only make a recumbent
figure of her's, like a marble monument in mi
niature; and I, a maze of masks, skulls and
things that looked . like dancing apesor imps,
and "vapory lines which did not require much
imasjination to fashion into ghosts on spirits;
for they were clearly human in the outline, but
thin and .vapory.: And we all laughed a great
deal, and teased one another, and wereps tullot
fun and mischfef, and innocence and pougiit
lessness, as a nest of young birds. (
There was a certain room at the other end
of our rambling old manor hausfe, which was
said to be haunted, and hich my father had
therefore discontinued as a dwelling-room, so
that we children might not be frightened by
foolish screams and he had made it into a lumber-place
a kind of ground floor granary
where no one had any business. Well,, it was
proposed that one of us should go into he room
alone, lock the door, stand before he gjass, pare
and eat an apple very deliberately, loojcing fix
edly in ibe glass all the time; and then, if the
mind never once wanders, the future 'husband
would be clearly shown in the glass. As I was
1 of everv party, and
always n'c wi ?, a J ;
was, moreover, very desirous of seeing that
apoehryphal individind, my future husband,
(whose non-appearance I used to wonder at and
bewail in secret.) I was glad ejiough to make
the trial, notwithstanding the entreaties of some
of the more timid. Lucy, above all,..jc!ung. to
me, and besought me earnestly not to go and
at last almost with tears.. Hut my pride of cour
age, and my (curiosUyV and a certain -nameless
c-n e itnr.;n wwp t.no stronp fo!r me. "I
laughed Lucy and her abettors into silence ; nt-
. i iv 1 1 .J- . ..nrl tobitinr nn a
tereu uaii a aozeii oiavrtuuc-. , .& -r
bed-room candle, passed through the long silent
passage to the cold, dark deserted rdom my
heart beating with excitement, my foojish head
dizzy with hope and faith. The church clock
chimed' a quater past twelve as I opened the
. It was an awful night. The windows shook,
as if every instant they wculd burst in with some
strong man's hand on the bars, and his shoulder
against the frames ; and the trees howled and
shrieked,' as if each branch were sentient and
in kk The ivy beat against the jwinuows,
kose window, and the solitude of the daik night.
The life had gone ; the wings had rushed away ;
mil nnf atA I was ftlone with
the raits behind the wainscot, the owls hooting
in the! ivy, and the wind howling through the
Convinced that either some ttick had been
played me, or that some one was concealed in
the room, I searched eve y coi ner of it. I lifted
lids of boxes filled with the dust of ages, and
.with' rutting paper K ing like bleaching skin. I
Ll.'.um tl.A -lmiinev-board. and soot and
llV -'- M fc .--
ashes Hew up like clouds. I opened d:ra old
closets, where all manner of foul insects had made
their homes, and where daylight had not enter
ed for generations ; but I found nothing. Satis
fied that nothing human was in the room, ana
that no oue could have been there to night, nor
for many months, if not years, and still nerved
tost- te of desperate courage I went back to
theldrawingroom. But, as I left that room 1
felt that something flowed out with me ; and, all
through the long passages, I retained the sensa
tion that this something was behind me. My
steps were heavy, the cvnsc.ouness of "pursuit
having pnralyzed, not quickened me ; for I knew
that when I'left that haunted room I had not
leftitlalone. As I opened the drawing-room
.Innr. the blazing fire aiid the strong lamp-light
bursting out upon me with a peculiar expression
ofcheeTfuluess and welcome, I heard a laugh
close at my elbow, and felt a hot blast across my
neck. 1 started back, but the laugh dixl away,
and all I saw were two points of light, fiery aud
naming, that somehow fashioned themselves in
to eyes beneath their heavy brows, and looked
at me meaningly through the darkness.
They all wanted to know what I had seen,
T ...ft,' t t. iav a worn ' not likiu i to tell
a falsehood then, and not liking to expose my
self to ridicule. For I felt that what 1 hau
seen was true, and that no sophistry and no ar
gument, no reason and no ridicule, could shake
my belief in it. My sweet Lucy came up u
me, seeing me look so pale and wiia, inrew
ai ms rouud my neck, and leaned forward to kiss
me As she bent her head, I felt the same
warm blast rush over my 'lips, and my sister
cried, "Why Lizzie, your lips burn like fire .
A, .a so thev did 'and for bug alter.
Presence was with me still, never leaving me
day nor night;' by my pillow, its whispering
voice often waking me from wild dreams ; by
lio-ht. : bv mv side m
The present-distinguished Senator from Massachu
setts, then professor', of Greek, and subsequently presi
dent of Harvard University. .
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AN OLD LADY'S STORY-
fi-i C. DICKENS.
sometimes with fury, and sometimes jwith the
leaves slowly, scraping against 'tli glass, and
drawing out long shrill sounds, like spirits cry-ino-
to each other. In the room itself it wjis
worse. Kats had made their refuge for many
years, and they rushed behind the wainscot and
"down insrde the walls, bringing with them show
ers of lime and Just, which rattled lie chains,
or sounded like men's feet hurrying to aiM fro ;
and now and then a cry broke throughjthe room,!
ope could not tell from where or frpm what,
but a cry, distinct and human ; heavy blows
seennd to be struck on the floor, which cracked
like parting icetbenealh my feet, and loud knock-
ings shook the walls. et, in this jtumuit, l
was not afraid. ' I reasoned on each new sound
very. calmly, and said: "Those are; rats," or
"those leaves," and ' birds in thf chimney," or
" owls in-lhe ivy," as each new howl pr scream
struck on my ear. And I was not vn? the least
frightened or disturbed ; it all seemed natural
and familiar, I placed the candle on the table
in the midst of the room, where an qld broken
mirror sioou , .ami, ig
glass, (having first- vpe.d -o tt the dust, I began
to eat Eve's forbidden fruit, wishing intently as
I liad been bidden, for the apparition of my
' future husband. . ' s
In about teir minutes, I heard a dull, vague,
unearthly sound: felt, not hard. It as a if
! countless wings "rushed by, and small low voices
whispering, too as if a crowd, a multitude of
life was about m.;jw if shadowy face crushed
up against me, and eyes and hands, and sneer
ing lips, all. mocked me. I was suffocated; the
air was so heavy, so filled with life that 1. could
not breathe. I was pressed on all sides, ana
c..uld not turn nor move without partitjg thick
ening vapors. I heard ray own name, I can
swear that to-day ! ; I heard it repeated through
the room, and then bursts of laughter followed,
and the wings rustled and fluttered, jand the
whispering voices-mocked and chattered, and
the heavy air, so filled . with life, hung! heavier
1 t .1 1 ' 1 .1.. TUw.m tMiAcaufl irtfc ft, m
and tuicRer, anu me lumga iJicaovu
closer, and checked the breath on my lips with
the clammy breath troin theirs.
I was alarmed; I was not excited ; but 1 was
fascinated and spell-bound; yet, with, -every
sense seeming to possess ten times its natural .
power, I still went on looking in the glass, still
earnestly desiring an apparition, when suddenly
I saw a man's face peering over my shoulder in
tlie glass. :- Girls, I could draw that face to this
hour! The low forehead, with .the shorjL curl
ing hair, black as jet, growing down in a sharp
the still moon light; never auseni, uuy t
brain, busy at my heart a form ever banded to
me. It flitted like a cold cloud between my sis
ter's eyes and mine, and dimmed them so .hat I
could scarcely see their beauty. It drowned la
ther's voice, aud his words fell confused and ru
distmct. Not long after a stranger came into our neigh
borhood, fie bought Green Howe, a deserted old
property by the river side,. where no one had
lived for many years ; not since the young bride,
"Mrs. Braithwaite, had been found in the river
one morninsr, entangled among the dark weeds
and dripping, alders, strangled and drowned,
and her husband dead none knew how lying
by the -chapel door. The place had a bad name
ever since, and no one would live there. How
ever it was said that a stranger, who had been
h.ntr in the .Kat, a Mr. Felix, had now bought
t a,u .that he was eomin-r to reside theve
And true enough, one day the wh le of our lit
tie town of Thornhil! was in a state of excite
ment ; for a traveling carriage and four, follow
...1 hv another full of servants Hindoos, or
Lascars, or negroes ; dark colored, strange-look
ing people passed through, aud Mr. Felix took
possession of Green Howe.
My. father called on him for a time ; and I as
the mistress of the house, went with him.
Green Howe had been changed, as if by magic,
and we both said so together, as we entered the
iron o-ates that led up the broad walk. The
taking us through his grounds to see his im
provements, and pointing out here and there
further alterations to be made, all with such a
disregarded for local difficulties, and for cost,
that, had he been one of the princes of the genii,
he could not have talked more royally. He was
more than merely attentive to me ; speaking to
me often and in a lower voice, bending down
near to me, and looking at me with eyes that
thrilled through every nerve and fibre, I saw
that my father was uneasy ; and when we left,
I asked him how he liked our new neighbor.
He said, "Not much, Lizzie," with a grave and
and almost displeased look, as if he had probed
the weakness I was scarcely concious ot myselt.
I thought at the time that he was harsh.
However, as there was nothing positively to
object to in Mr. Felix, my father's impluse of
distrust could not well be indulged without
rudeness : and my dear father was too thorough
ly a gentleman ever to be rude even to his en
emy. We, therefore, saw a great deal ot me
stranger, who established himself in our house
on the most fam'liar footing, and forced on my
father and Lucy an intimacy' they both disliked
but could not avoid. For it was forced with
such consummate kill and tact, that there was
nothing which the most rigid could object to.
I gradually became an altered being under
his influence. In one thing only a happier in
the loss of the Voice and Form which haunted
me. Since I had known Felix, this terror had
gone. The reality had absorbed the shadow.
But in nothing else was this strange man's in
fluence over me beneficial. I remember that I
used to hate myself for my excessive irritability
of temper when L was away from him. Every
thing at home -displeased me. Everything
seemed so small and mean, and old and poor,
after the lordly glory of that house, and the ve
ry ooroaft of uy family and oldoti scliool-day
friends were irksome and hateful to me. All
except my Lucy lost its charm; and to her I
was faithful as ever ; to her I never changed.
But her influence seemed to war with his won
derfully. When with him, I felt borne away in
a torrent. His wo ds fell upon me mysteriou
and thrilling, and gave me fleeting glimpse into
worlds that had never opened themselves to me
before; glimpses sen and gone like the Ara
When I came back to my sweet sister, her
pure eyes and the holy light that lay in them,
her gentle voice, speaking of the sacred things
of heaven and the earnest things of life, seemed
. . . . ...i.iJTI 1 ...,.A
to me like a lormer existence; astaieii uu mcu
in years ago. But this divided influence nearly
killed me, it seemed to part my very soul and
wrench my being in twain, and this, more than
11 the rest, made me sad beyond anything peo
ple believed possible in one so gay and reckless
as I had been. ,
My father's dislike to Felix increased daily ;
and Lucy, who had never been known to use a
harsh word in her life, from the farst refused to
lielieve a thought of good in him, or to allow
him one single claim to praise. She used to
ling to me in a wild, beseeching way, and en
treat me with prayers, such as a mother might
have poured out before an erring child, to stop
in lime, and return to those who joved me.
"For your soul is lost from among us Lizzie,"
she used to sav ; "and nothing but a frame re
mains of the full life of love you once gave us !
But one word, one look, from Felix was enough
to make me forget every tear and every prayer
of her who, until now, had been my idol and
my law . .
At last mv dear father commanded me not to
see Felix arain. I felt as if I should have died.
In vain I wept and prayed. In vain I gave full
license to my thoughts, and suffered words to
pour from my lips which ought never to have
crept into my heart. In vain ; my father was
I was in the drawing-room. Suddenly, noise-
look. He had never said he loved me never ;
it it seemed to be too well understood between
! us to need assurances.
I I answered, "yes," burying my face in my
j hands in shame at this my first act of disobedi-
ence to my father ; and when I raised my head.
he was gone gone as he had entered, without
a footfall sound ever m lightly.
I met him the next day, and it was not the
only time that I did so. Day after day I stole
at his command from the house, to walk with
him in the Low lane the lane which the coun
try 'people said was haunted, and which was
consequently always deserted. And there we
used to walk or sit under the blighted elm-tree
for hours ; he talking, but I not understanding
all he said ; for there was a tone of grandeur
and of mystery in his words that overpowered
without enlightening me, a d they left my spirit
dazzled rather than convinced: I had to give
reasons at home for my long absences, and lie
bade me say that I had been with old Dame
Todd, the blind widow of Thornhill Rise, and
that I had been reading the Bible to her. And
I obeyed, although, while I said it, I felt Lucj's
eyes fixed plaintively on mine, and heard her
' hnf T t-M t
murmur apraei til. xiiug..
Lucy grew ill. As the flowers ana me sum
mer sun came on,, her spirit faded more rapidly!
away. I have known since, that it was grief
more than malady which was killing her. The
look of nameless suffering which used to be in
her face, has haunted me through life, with un
dying sorrow. It was suffering that I, who ought
to have rather died for her, had caused. But not
even her illness staved me. In the intervals, I
nursed her tenderly and lovingly as before ; but
for hours and hours I left her all through the
long days of summer to walk in the Low lane,
i and to sit in my world of poetry and fire. When
often weepinff, and
i.I knew that it was for me I, who once would
have given my' life to save her from one hour of
i sorrow. Then I would fling myself on my
knees beside her, in an agony of shame and re
pentance, and promise better things of the mor
row, and vow strong efforts against the power
and the spell that was on me. But the morrow
subjected me to the same unhallowed fascina
tion, the nnmc fmthlconvoo.
At last Felix told me that I must come with
him ; that I must leave my home, and take part
in his life : that I belonged to him and to him
only, and that I could not break the tablet of
fate ordained ; that I was his destiny, and he
mine, that I must fulfil the law which the stars
had written on the sky. I fought against this.
I spoke of my father's anger, and -of my sister's
illness. I prayed to him tor pity, not to torce
this on me, and knelt in the shadows of the
autumn sunset to ask from him forbearance.
I did not yield this day, nor the next, nor for
manv days. At last he conquered. When I
said " Yes." he kissed the scarf I wore round
my neck. Until then he had never touched
even my hand with his lips. I consented to
i l. T ,.ill 1-ru.w was dvino.
leave mv sister, vmo x j-0-I
consented to leave my father, whose whole
life had been one act of love and care for his
children ; and to bring a stain on our name,
unstained till then, I consented to leave those
who loved me, all I loved, for a stranger.
All was prepared ; the hurrying cloud, lead
colored, and the howling winds, the fit coin-
standing there in this bitter midnight cold giv
ing her life to save me. Felix called to me again,
impatiently; and as he called, the tgure turn-
d. and beckoned me; beckoned me gently,
lovingly, beseechingly ; and'hen slowly faded
away. The chime of the half hour sounded ;
and I fled from the room to my sister. I found
tier lying dead on the floor; .her hair hanging
over her breast, andone hand stretcbed out as
if in supplication.
that little room from which day-light is exclud
ed, and select an evening-dress, ly gas-light, upon
the effect of which you can, of course, depend,
and to which artistic arrangement many a New
York Wile has probably owed that much prized
possession her " last conquest."
Now, if you rW-, juu can go into Jhe up-holsiery-room
and furnish your nursery windows
with a cheap set of plain linen curtains :j or you
can expend a small fortune in regular crimson,
t... .1.,,. Fli-r kanneared : he and his or soft-blue damak drapery for your drawing
X IIC 1 1 V Al V.C , M. I I ? " . , ,
room ; and without trouonng jouroeu w iuivi
the never ending streets of Gotham for jan up
holsteress, can have them made by competent
persons in the upper loft of the building, who.
will also drape them faultlessly about your win-
wealih, and who, seeing my weak and imagin-' ! dows, should you so desire. j
Now you can peep into the cioaK room, uu.
bear away on your graceful shoulders a $8, $20,
$30, br $400 cloak, as the length of your hus
band's purse, or your own fancy whicli m these
whole retinue ; and Green Howe tell into ruins
again. No one knew where he wept, as no one
knew from whence hejeame. And to this day I
sometimes doubt whether or not he was a clever
1 . . r . 1 V
jtdventurer, who had heard ot my tamers
ative character, had acted on it for his own pur
poses. All 'that I do know is, that my sister's
spirit saved me from ruin; and that she died to
.... m, SIia x-aA seen and known all. and
irave herself for mv salvation down to the last I degenerate days amounts to pretty much the
and supreme effort she made to rescue me. Stie
died at that hour of half-past twelve; and at
half-past-twelve, as I live before you all, she ap
peared to me and recalled me.
And this is the reason why I never married,
and why I pass All-Hallow's eve in prayer by
my sister's grave. I have told you tp-nigbt this
story of mine, because I feel that I shall not
live over another last night of October, but be
fore the next white Christmas roses come out
like winter stars on the earth, I shall be at
peace in the grave. Not in the grave ; let me
farther hope w'ith my blessed sister in Heaven ?
Household Words. '
nature with the evil and despair of
t HAVtr never toldvou jny secret, my dear
neice. However, this Christmas, which may be
ihe last to an old woman, I will-give you the
whole story for though it -is a straiTge story,
and a sad one, it. is true : "andwhat sin there was
in it, I trit I may have expiated by my tears
and ray repentance. Perhaps the last expiation
of all is tlfis painful confession. . j
We were very young at the time, Lucy- and I,
and the "neighbors said we were pretty. ; So we
Iwere, I believe, though entirely different.; for
Lucy' was! quiet and fair, and I was full, of life
and spirits ; wild beyond any power of control,
and reckless. I was the elder by two years, but
more fit to be in leading strings myself than to
p-uide or govern my sister. But she was so
ood so quiet, and so wise, that she needed no
one's guidance ; for if advice was to be given, it
- ,-.r..f, it ryrtt i " ami 1 iivr k.uw iv . ... ... -
was sue wno - , , f . ,i,A dark eves beneath thicfe eye-prows,
bbewasthe r . ' . . . . - ,. ,. . , . . i,
I burning with a peculiar ngnv -, me nose n mo
dilating nostrils: the thin lips, curling into a
ruined garden was one mass of plants, fresh and eSSilyt Felix was beside me. He had not entered
green, muity'of them quite new to me ; and the
shrubbery, which had been a wilderness, was
restored to order. The house looked larger than
before now that it was so beautifully decorated ;
and the broken trellis work, which used to hang
dangling among the ivy, was matted with creep-ino-
roses, and jasmine, "which left on me the
impression of having been in flower, which was contixiue(i
by the door, which was directly in front of me,
and the window was closed. I never could un
derstand this sudden appearance ; for I am cer
tain that he had not been concealed.
"Your father has spoken, of me, Lizzie ?" he
said with a singular smile; I was silent.
"And has forbidden you to see me again," he
impossible. It was a fairy palace; and we couiu
scarcely believe that this was the deserted, ill-
omened Green Howe. The foreign servants,
too, in eastern dresses, covered with rings, and
neck'aces, and earrings, the foreign smell of san
dal wood, and camphor, and musk; the curtains
"Yes." I answered, impelled to speak by some
thing stronger than my will.
"And you intend to obey him?'
"No," I said again, in the same manner, as if
I had been talking in a dream.
He smiled again. Who was he so like when
that bung everwhere in place of doors, some of L smije(j j could not remember, and yet I
velvet, and some of cloth of gold; the air of lux- knew tjjat be was j;j.e gome ontf j na(j seena
ury, such as I, a simple country girl, had neyer face that hovered outside ray memory, on the
seen before, made such a powerful impression Dorizon, and never floated near enough to be
on me, that I fck as if carried away to some un- distinctiy realized.
br iudfrment or perception fail.
darling of the house. My mower nau uieu
soon after Lucy was born. A picture in the di
ning room of her, in spite of all the differences
of dress, was exactly like Lucy v and, aaLucj
8mile--I see them all plainly before me now.
And Oh f the smile that it was I tue mocne-
known region. As we entered, Mr. eiix came
to meet us : and drawing aside a heavy curtain
that seemed all of gold and fire f r the flame-
colored flowers danced and quivered on the gold
iJLi,'. aA na into arrinner room, where the dark-
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ened light, the atmosphere heavy with perfumes,
the statues, the birds like living jewels, the mag
nificence of 'stuffs, and the luxunousness of ar
rangement overpowered me. I felt as if I had
"You are right, Lizzie," he then said; "there
are ties which are stronger than a father's com
mands; ties which no man has the right, and
no man has the power, to -ijreak. Meet me to
marrow at noon in the Low lane,, we " will speak
further." ;. j
He did not say this in any supplicating, nor
in any loving manner; it was simply, a com-
hv nna tender word or
mv soul. Lucv was worse to day ; but though
I felt as if going to my death in leaving her, I
could not resist. Had his voice called me to
the scaffold, I must have gone. It was the last
dav of October and at. midnight, when 1 was
to leave the house. I had kissed my sleeping
sister, who was dreaming in her sleep, and cried,
and grasped my hand, called aloud. " Lizzie,
t- i . :.,. Rut thp snellwasolime.and
l,lZZie. CU1UC uaun. .w. j
I left her, and still her dreaming voice called
out choking with sobs, ".Not there ! not there,
Lizzie! Comeback tome?"
I was to leave the house by the large, old,
haunted room that I have spoken of before ;
Vi;v waiting for me outside. And, a little
O - .
after twelve o'clock, I opened the door to pass
through. This time the chill, and damp, and
the darkness unnerved me. The broken mirror
was in the middb of the room, as before, and,
in passing it, I mechanically raised my eyes.
Tben I remembered that it was All Hallow's
eve the anniversary of the apparition of last
vear As I looked, the room, whicn naa oeen
so deadly still, because filled with the sounds
T had heard before. The rushing ot large wings.
and the crowd of whispering voices flowed like
j A noir rrlnrinrr into mv
a river rouna me , auu kiui & o
eyes, was the same face in the glass that I had
Kr tbe sneerinsr smile even more
DfCll UVivtv, - J
tr?nmr,bant. the blighting stare of the fiery eyes:
tb low brow, and the coal black hair, and the
look of mockery. All were there; and all I
had seen before and since ; for it was Felix who
was gazing at me from the glass. W hen l
turned to speak to him, the room was empty.
nt livinff creature was there; only a low
laugh, and the far off voices whispering, and
the wings. And then a hand tapped on the
window" and the voice of Felix cried from out
side, " Come, Lizzie, come ; t
1 steered, rather than walked, to the win
dow and. as I was close to it my hand raised
. , .
to onen it there stood between me ana u a
pale figure clothed in white ; her face more pale
.).., tl,- linen round it. Her hair hung down
on her breast, and her blue eyes looked earnest
i anA mournfully into mine. She was silent;
OR THE LADIES.
Matrimony and the toothache may re sur
vived, but of all the. evils feminity is heir to, de
fend me from a shopping excursion. But, alas!
bonnets, shoes and hose will wear out, and shop
keepers will'chuckle over the sad nec ssity that
places the unhappy owners witlv'n their dry-
roods clutches Felicitous Mrs. Figleaf ! why
taste that Paradisaical apple ?
Some victimised females frequent the stores
where, soiled a.d d-naged aod a WUlflly
announced as selling at an " immense sacrifice,"
by their public-spirited and d'tsinterested ownera.
Some courageously venture into more elegant
.... i ' .1... s.f iYa .jiinlir:lllt
establishments, wnere me timm i i..
to notice, is measured by the costliness of her
apparel, and where the clerks poise their eye
glass at any plebeian shopperess bold enough to
inquire for silk under six dolllars a yard. Others,
s ill, are tortured at the counter of some fu-sy
..M Iv.M.nl.n- who alwavstie up, with distress-
ing deliberation, every parcel he takes down for
iii.-peciion, before he can open another, and moves
rund to execute your orders as if Mt. Atlas
were fastened to his heels ; perhaps, gets petrifi
ed at the store of so.ne snapdragon old maid
whose victims serves as ec ipe-valves for long
years of bile, engendered by Cupid's oversights.
Meanwhile, the vexed question is still unsolved,
where can the penance of shopping be perform-,
ed with the least possible wear and tear of
patience and prunella? The answer seems to
me to be contained in eight letters ' Stewart's.'
" Stewart's .?" I think I hear some old lady
exclabn, dropping her knitting and peering over
her spectacles ; " Stewart's ! yes, if you have the
mines of California to back you." Now' I have
a profound respect for old ladies, as I stand self
. i,..4 t i,.in that resoectable body on the
same: thing,) may suggest.
ti,uti l.ero is th wholesale derjartmenl where
you jvill see shawls, hosier', flannels, calicoes,
and 4e Laines, sufficient to stock all the nondes
cript couu try stores, to say nothing of city con
sumption. I ,
Now, if you are not weary, you can descend
(under ground) into tlie carpet department, from
whence you can hear the incessant roll jof full
freighted omnibuses, the ceaseless tramp.of my
riad restless feet, and all the busy train; of out
door, life made audible in all the dialects of Babel.
Here you can see every variety of carpet, from
the homespun, unpretending straw, oilcloth,
and kidderminster, to the gorgeous Brussels and
tapestry, (above whose traceried buds and flowers
the daintiest foot might well poise itself, loth to
crusti.) up to the regal Axminster, Scottish
manufacture, woven withoutseam, ana warrant
ed, in these days of late suppers and tobacco
smoking, to last a life time. j
Emerging from this subterranean region, you
willlascend into daylight, and reflecting first up
on kll this immense outlay, and tben upon the
frequent and. devastating conflagrations in New
York, inquire with solicitude. Are you insured
an regret to learn that there is too much risk
w rff ct n enr;iuiauce,'att1iough Arguseyed
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watchmen keep up a night-and day patroi
throughout the handsome building. Fanny
advent of my very first grey hair : still, with due
deference to their catnip and pennyroyal ex
n...;un,.o I nonseieiuioulv repeat " Stewart"1?
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You may stroll through his rooms free to gaze
and admire, without being annoyed by an im
pertinent clerk dogging your, footsteps ; you can
take up a fabric, and examine it, without being
bored by a statement of its immense superiority
over every article of the kind in the market, o.r
without being deafened by a detailed accoupt
of the enormous sums that the mushroom aris
tocracy have considered themselves but too hap
py to expend, in order to secure a dress from
that very desirable, and altogether unsurpassed
and unsurpassable, piece of goods I
You can independently isay that an article
does not exactly suit you, though your husband
may not stand by you with a drawn sword. You
will encounter no ogling, no impertinent cross-
questioning, no tittering whispers, from the quiet,
well-bred clerks, who attend to tneir own out
ness and allow you to attend to yours.
Tis true that you may see at Stewart's cob
web laces an inch or two wide, for $50 or $100 a
yard which many a brainless butterfly of fashion
Parlour PastimBvTAc Game of Shadow
BvfThe old English game of blind, man's
buff is so well known, that the mere mention of
its name will be sufficient to convince our jreaders
that it is the origon of Shadow Buff, much play
ed qn the Continent: and from the fun it! affords
well worthy of taking a prominent pi ce among
our! family Christmas sports. The garae is as
follows : F.st of all, we hang up a sheet or
tabjecloth against the wall, whereon tot " cast
the! shadow." ; In front of the. sheet atijd eight
r r tr. r.l a rn a lnmifinr one '
or ten leei irom mi, w mo . t.v - -
good light upon a table in order that the jdiadow
or profile of any person stanoing between the
ligot and sheet, may fall thereon. The company
being assembled, " Buff" is chosen either, vote
or lot. or is. peradventure, a volunteer, liuff
has now to sit upon a very low stool, about four
or five feet from the wall and look steadfastly
for the coming shadow.' The merry company
now pass in procession between the ligtt upon
the table and Buff who forfeits if be turns his
"head in the least degree.' As the profiles pass
bef.,re him he must name succesively the person
to !whotn the image belongs. The mistakes he
makes occasion much merriment," especiajly if
ach person whose turn it is to " cast asjiadow,'
endeavburs in every way to diguise his iadenity;
by stooping if tall, tip-toeing if short, by grim
ace or.contortion ; putting on a long mask nose,
nd doinff other funny things. However, as
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some persons invariably " cast their snaaows u
fore," Buff guesses right at last ; and he who
till now heloed to make the fun, roust tKe nis
turn upon the stool to be made fun of.
A Ladt was discribing her first meeting with
Mrs. Somerville, the astionomer, and Miss Har
riet Martineau, at some literary sotret. She was
an ardent but timid admirer of both, and not
daring to seek an introduction, watched them
- from afar off," with the intense interest
genius-worship. At length, she raw tbem ?it-
- .u!n in on
ting in a window-seat apart, convex... B
earnest and deeply interesting manner. Think
ing that the subject under discussion coma oe
nothing less than the marking ont of the track
of some expected comet, or the settling ot some
m.mafnn. nuestion of political economy, she
is supremely happy in sporting : but at he very 1 rolved draw near and tin perceived, catch
next counter you may suit yourselt, or your and noar(i up 6me of these grand reveiawou
country cousin, to a sixpenny calico, or a shilling eniu9 bold speculations of seience- She
de Laine ; aud, what is better, be quite as. sure . ;glet!,iy p to the window, and pidden
that her verdant queries will be as respectfully cUrtaif listened , .
ered as it nvenea r-oinpeyatwu ni..u6 - , h x will tell you wnai i roou
f and mourntuliy into mine. one
nd yet it seemed as if a volume-of love and of
ntrutv flowed from, her lips; as. iM heard
words of.deatUwLaffction, Hwm
the door to hand her to her carriage.
You can go into the silk department; where.
by a soft descending light, you will see dinner-
dppssA that remind vou ot a smvereu
w " . .
for passee married ladies, who long since ceased
Miss MartinW laying her hand emphatically
i ..li ftr finmorvilla w I mean to
on me snomaer ui ! -
hkve my vhite crope $hawl dyed brown, to veer
with my brown atin drtt.n . - -
" think you cannot do better, answerea wrs.
. , .i. i ,t-o who keen their I ... i. i ikntnrrk tKo par-trnmnet
to ceieorate vueir uiiiu-vwijs, , . . gomerviue, soiemui "-6- - 1 .
budding daughters carefully immurea in toe. i Martineau, and their invisible aua ais-
nursery ; br, at the same counter, you can se.eci. enchand listener fled in dismay.
V modest silk for your ministers wHe,auHiiim-
W a yard, that will cause no heart-ournmg iu i
void beginning this tetter with : an l'n to
the most Argus-eyed ot rau. irry panu p R3 0reught to encourag them-
Then if you,patron,se those ever to-be-abo- . " futHreti.ns jnt;
to criticise uw. uw , - ... i -f - . r '
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