Newspaper of Burlington Free Press, August 4, 1843, Page 1

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fee NOT THE GLORY OF C23SAR BUT TUB WELFARE OF ROME BY H. B. STACY. BURLINGTON, VERMONT, FRIDAY, AUGUST 4, 1843. VOL. XVII No. 9 From the German of LancVin. IIAIMCH AND 1IATTICII. " A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush." There are two little songsters well known in the land, Their names nre Mare and O-had-l, I-hatc will como tamely and perch on your hand, But O-had-I will mock you most sadly. I-hate, at first sight, is less fair to iho cyo, But bis worth is by far more enduring. Than a thousand O-had-l's, that sit far and high, On roofs and on trees so alluring Full many a golden cri; this bird will hv, And sing you "He cherry I bo cherry !" O, merrily, then, will tho (fay elide nway, And ewect shall your sleep bo when weary. But let an O-had-I once take your eye, And a longing to catch him once seue you, He'll give you no comfort nor rest till you die ; Life-long he'll torment you and tease you. He'll keep you nil day running up and down hill, Now racing, now pnntinz, now creeping! While far overhead, this sweet bird, at his will, With his golden plumage is sweeping. Then every wise man who attends to my song, Will count his Mare n choice treasure, And, whenever an O-had-I comes flying along, We'll just let him fly at his pleasure. A Return of Departed SrintTs. It really eccms that tho more absurd is any new form of religious belief, the more certain it is of finding advocates ; but wo should think that the limits of all credulity were passed by the pamphlet before us, which is entitled, "A Return of De parted Spirits of the highest characters of dis tinction, as well as the indiscriminate of all na tions, into the bodies of the 'Shakers,' or 'United Society of believers in the Second Advent of the Messiah.' " According to this account, tho spirits of tho dead have returned, by hundreds, and without as much as saying, 'by your leave,' have entered into the bodies of the Shakers, ex pelling, for tho time, those to whom the paid bodies rightfully belong. Among those who have taken such unaccountable liberties arc. Alexander the Great, his father, l'hilip, Mahom et, Sampson, Mary, Queen of Scots Napoleon, Ney, Washington, Lafayette, and Harrison. The following extracts from the work will give an idea of its style : "Napoleon BoNArAUTE, whoso extraordinary career of warlike achievements have rendered hisame at least immortal, has long since been called to the home of the faithful. As the history of this wonderful man is so universally known to tho whole world, it were needless to repeat the account of his many war like deeds as given by himself, when ho arrived. Suffice it to say, he has humbled himself suffi ciently to become ono of Christ's followers, and those who could hear him discourse, would won der at tho mighty change which has been wrought in that once all. powerful man. Yes, tho spirit of that Napoleon, before whose invin cible power nations trembled, is now upon an equality with tho meanest soldiers of his vast armies. But kings and princes all must come down from their thrones and mingle with the dust of the earth. Mahomet, tho celebrated impostor, made himself known at Now Lebanon, and created quite a sensation. It was an arduous task to bring his mind to a conformity with tho princi ples of " Believers," notwithstanding he ac knowledged having endured all the torments of hell, as the punishment inflicted upon him for Ills wicked deeds committed while upon earth. After witnessing the order and plan of worship of tho Shakers, which privilege was allowed him by tho elders, on several occasion?, his high-sensed notions fell, and ho could not refrain from an expression of his admiration of tho beautiful and systematic arrangement of the order of worship adopted By tho people of God. He admitted that the order of marching was much superior to that of his best-disciplined soldiers, and ho eagerly accepted the proffered privilege to 'go forth in tho dances of them that make merry.' " WAS H I N G'l'ON A LLS'1'0 N. Of this eminent artist, lately deceased, tho Boston Atlas relates tho following anecdote : Not long after his marriage with his first wife the sister of the late Dr. Charming, he made his second visit to Europe. After a residence there of a little more than a year, his pecuniary wants became very pressing and urgent more so than at any other period ot life, lie was even, at the time, at a loss for the means of purchas ing the necessaries of life. On ono of those occasions, as he himself used to narrate the event, ho was in the studio, reflecting, with a feeling of almost desparation, upon his condition. His conscience scorned to tell him that ho had deserved his afflictions, and drawn them upon himself, by his irreligious neglect of religion and by his want of due gratitude for past favors from Heaven. His heart, all at once, seemed filled with the hope that God would listen to his prayers, if ho would ofTer up his direct expres sion of penitence, and ask for divino aid. He accordingly locked his door, withdrew to a cor ner of tho room, throw himself upon his knees, and prayed for a loat ol pread for himselt and his wife. While thus employed, a knock was heard at tho door. A foolinir of momcntry shame nf be ing detected in his position, and a fcelidg of tear lest ne might navo boon observed, inuuecu him to hasten and open tho door. A stranger inquires for Mr. Alleton. He is anxious to Jearn who was the fortunate purchaser of tho painting of tho Angel Uriel, regarded by tho artist as ono of his masterpieces, and which had won the prise at the exhibition of the Academy. He is told that it has not been sold. 'Can it ho possi ble ! Not Sold ! Whoro is it to ho had V 'In this very room. Hero it is,' producing tho painting from tho corner and wiping off the dust. 'It is for sale? Can it bo bought V was tho eager interrogatory. 'It is for sale but its value has never yet, to my idea of its worth, been adequately appreciated and I would not part with it.' 'What is its price i' 'I have done affixing any nominal sum. 1 have always so far exceeded my offers. I leave it for you to name the price.' ' Will four hundred pounds ho an adequate recompense 1' 'It is nioro than I have ever asked for it.' 'Then tho painting is mine.' The stranger introduced himself as tho Marquis of Stafford and ho hecamo from that moment, one of tho warmest friends of Mr. Alls ton. By him Mr. A. was introduced In tho so. ciety of tho nobility and gentry and ho becamo ono of tho most favored among tho many gifted minds that adorned tho circle to which ho was Jiovor fond of appearing often. Tho instantaneous relief, thus afforded by tho liberality of his noblo visitor, was always regarded by Allston, as a direct answer to his pri'yer, and it mado a rlecn imnrpSHinn tinmi his ""'it' 0 event ho was ever after wont to 'trIbUtfl thn iniTnacn nf Aavr1tnr-. fnnMn- s became a prominent trait in his character Erom the Southern Literary Messenger. THE CLAIRWOODS. A TIIUE TALE. 1 Go, ingrato ! drown yourself if you will ! hut never let mo see your fuco again,' were the words addressed ly Mrs. Clairwood to u young man, who had just issued from the hall-door, which she held open far enough to allow Ins egress, and, as tho last sound died upon her lips, tho door was violently closed, mid the young man stood on tho pavement, motionless and alone. m m m Mr. and Mrs. Clairwood had been married many years, and in opposition to the wishes of their respective parents. Tlieir life (tip to tho period at which this history commen ces J had been ono continued scene of hitter disappointment the more bitter, because unanticipated. Tho buoyant and sanguine hones with which they had commenced the career of life, had been thus far unrealized, 1 lie sunny dreams in which youthful imngi nation is ever prone to indulge, and in which, they, of all others, had delighted to revel, had laded, ono by one, bclorc the stern real ities of every-day existence. Tlieir fondest anticipations, to tho rcal'r Ziition of which they had looked forward as tho completion of that happiness which fate, or an untoward concurrence of circumstan ces had denied them, were successively withered. Their plans, on the ovo of suc cess, had been frustrated, and again and again their most cherished objects of pursuit, witli a tantalizing subtlety, had eluded thci grasp, leaving tlieni the victims of corrodin disappointment and chagrin. Their imnru dent marriago effectually precluded all hoprj oi assistance irom those who otherwise wouh have been their friends, and thev were com polled to endure the bitter stiugs" of penury enhanced in bitterness by tho neglect and even contumely ol kindred. 1 ho contest between life as they had pic tured it, ana life as they experienced it, rciv dorcd grief, in itscll acute, stilt more polg nant. Existence was to them an unreal mockery, with but few relieving or pallia tlllg features. Thev imrcnived anil fel deeply, that the chalice of pleasure is too of- tcu drugged with cllcctivc, though unscc poisons. It is not strange that Mr. and Mrs Churwood became changed by the constat suffering it was their lot to encounter. Firm. or and better disciplined minds could hardly nave wiiusioou tne iniiticnco winch such sul form;; generally exerts. And they indeed were changed. Their feelings, sympathies anu iiiougnis uecamo imbued with tho dark I f ., . I mi er cuior oi tneir lives. i n is change was gradually apparent. As the gushings of youiniui ardor and alleclion were chilled by rude contact with tho icy stream ofwoildly policy and interest, so did the whole current at their thoughts and feelings undergo an en tiro revulsion. Affliction, adversity, and the liuffotin"S o the wot Id, did not merely chasten them ; I they did more.they embittered the very sour cos of happiness and contentment. Thev turned into call and wormwood lliose svnina thics and kindly feelings which, in a healthy iiiinu, uiuuse their renovating and tranqtuli zing influences over the soul. A morbii sensitiveness usurped the place in their minds of truo delicacy and sensibility. Envy and jealousy succeeded the nioro liberal and gen erous sentiments that once pervaded thcirl bosoms, until finally, bv a slow but stcadv progress, hatred, malice, and tho thousand darker propensities and passions of our na turcs rested in tho recesses of their hearts, and exerted their unhallowed influences, to the exclusion of those nobler feeling which it nad ueen their youthful pride to cherish. In the socresv of tlieir chisels thnv reviewed the calender of past misfortune, and brooded over many an unkind action shown them in their intercourse with society, until thoughts were engendered and schemes dcviscd,which, a moment alter, they blushed to have admit ted to their bosoms. Time flew bv. The tide of sorrow was unchanged, and they were transformed into those cold, calculating, sel fish beings, whom, on their entrance into life, they had avoided and abhorred, buch was tho change wrought in their characters, and such is tho change which the operation of like circumstances is too apt lo rneci in mo iniirmities ot iho human mtnill As in nature tho softer substances are, bvnTubsido, until ihuy are merged into an apa tho continual drippings of n petrifying stream, convenou into sione, so do the feelings be come callous and adamantine when wrought upon by the powerful alchemy of sorrow and adversity. It is too truo that this deadening uhuh is prouueeu uy continued mislorlune. It benumbs the heart, chills tho affections. and infuses a lethargy and torpor into all the sensibilities and finer feelings of our nntures. oucu is its general tendency ; and peculiar ly was it manifested in the caso of Mr. and Mrs. Clairwood. Thoro was, however, ono remedial, ono renovating inlluenco left to them. Thoy were not utterly alone. In their children they sought an alleviation of their sorrow, and when repulsed in their advances by scowling relatives, or slandered by a heart less world, it was in tlieir domestic circle that they sought and obtained partial reliefj and consolation. Four children had been the result of their marriage, and in tho exer cise of parental lovo and duly, in thn educa tion and moral training of those children, but abovoall, in watching tho unfolding and expansion of their intellects, and in tho pros pect of their future lives, happiness and use fulness, did thov COtltrivo to asstnifrn mnnv n grief and parry many an adverso stroko of lonune. 1 heir children wero not extraordi narily beautiful, nor talented, hut they were dutiful, and repaid tho caro of their parents with reciprocal love anil with gratitude. Tho eldest, a son, evinced a prcrocity of intellect that would not perhaps have great ly attracted tho attention of a stranger, ycl that served to excilo and nourish the hopes of his parents. Thoy loved their children, but him they loved especially. If a peculiar fondness can exist, and bo cherished in a pa rent's heart for ono child abovo the rcst.thon it existed and was cherished by Mr. and Mrs. Clairwood for their son Charles. And they spared nothing, that their limited moans and Iho timo thoy could give from their daily nvo cations A-ould allow, to improvo his mind, and render him fitted for that station in sgci- ely which his intelligence and virtue seemed to justify them in believing ho would ono day occupy. It was in the family circle then, that they sought an antidote to the vex ations and ills of life. When an impending storm darkened their pathway, it was tho family fireside that dispelled tho gloom and beamed the warm sunlight on tlieir hearts, despite tho blackness without. When discouraged or disheartened by ill success or insult, it was a sight of their fami ly that reassured them, and inspired them with renewed ardor in tho thorny journey of their lives, tt was this that sustained them. It was this alone which counteracted the in fluences of sorrow and misfortune, and cor rected in somo degree the bitterness of feel ing which they caused. On tho family altar the fires of affection still glowed, though with a deadened lustre, and in tho channel of fa miliar intercourse and sympathy thoro still flowed a current, whose placid waters neu tralized the acidity of temper which conflicts with tho world excite, and diffused its trail quilizing and life-giving influences over their souls. They fondly hoped that this conso lation was ono of which ih"y could never be deprived, but this last illusion was destined to bo torn rudely away, and the stall upon Cirn ii.litln In m.ichiI .n'.B.. I. .if 1....M.. thy, coincident with tho intensity of the emo tion excited. I he violent excitation of tho feelings is an entirely unnatural state of mind, and must subside when tho causes that havo produced it cease to operate. So it was in this case; Mr. and Mrs. Clairwood suffered greatly, but tho verv intensity of their grief resulted in tho production of that ultimate apathy, that insensibility, which is usual in such cases. As time glided on as the cares of life again pressed upon iliem, and compelled them again to mingle with tho world, tho im mediate impression caused by their children's death was effaced, and an oblivious forgct fulness seemed lo havo swept away the re cord of past sorrow. But tho wound was externally healed, whilo its poisonous influ ences were lurking at the root, pervading and vitiating ilio belter feelings of their na tures. They wero soured by misfortune, disgusted with tho world, and almost weary of life itself. The continued pollings of ud vcrsity had rendered it wore, insen sible to suffering, and their sympathies and sensibilities had becomo forever blunted. Whilo their family was unbroken, whilo in tho enjoyment of reciprocal lovo and affec tion with their children, theso feelings and sensibilities had been kepi alive, and in somo degree active. In tho family circle, their moro generous feelings wero fostered by constant excrciso; but this means of cxer ciso lakon away, their feelings, sympathies, all becamo steeled and insensitive". Mr. Clairwood had labored, until somo timo after tho death of his children, under pecuniary embarrassment. His constant ex ertions, with ihoso of his wife, wero icquisito in order lo maintain his family. Ho was a merchant of oxccllcnl family, but tho unfor lunato opposition of his friends lo his mar riago sent him into business with extremely iimucci means, untoward circumstances op erated so very unfavorably, thai his business, so far Irom increasing had declinod, until by the death of a distant relative, a considerable to do torn ruuciy awiiyamiiniuuiiirioni sum of monoy was placed nt his disposal. Ho invested it ludiciously, and by enterprise and a series of successful speculation, final ly established himself on an independent and highly respectable footing among his fellow merchants. But tho increased worldly pros perity that visited Mr. and Mrs. Clairwood effected no corresponding change in their feelings. The smiles of fortune could never compensate for tho suffering they had under gone, nor efface tho rcmomhranco of the past. Wealth, and its attendant luxury, gradually succeeded their former poverty and simplicity of living ; but what wealth can rc-attuno the shattered sympathies and affec tions of tho heart, or kindle the flame of lovo once extinguished ? Tho same coldness, the same insensibili ty and stagnation of fueling that bad been engendered in penury, by the strokes of af fliction, still continued to characterise Mr. and Mrs. Clairwood. On other persons the ordeal of affliction through which Mr. and Mrs. Clairwood had passed, would have pro duced an entirely different effect. It would have subdued the prido of some, it would havo taught them deep and abiding lessons of patience and humility. Tho Christian, in the midst of adversity and misfortune, rc- LuginAia nil, ui' -Muniiig iiiiiiu ui ni.s liniiginy !. !... 1 I r I 1 t . rather, i he dispensations oi lrovidencc, lowcver afflictive, aro regarded by him as ncrciliil in their design, and they rarely fail o produco a salutary cfluct. No feels, ivhcn visited bv somo dislrcssfu! stroke, that it is a signal of Divine displeasure, or a test to his laitli and constancy, and ho immediate- ly addresses himself to iho performance of i.:. .1...: .....i i 1 his varied duties with renewed niotv and zeal. IJulMr. and Mrs. Clairwood had ne ver learned to bow beneath tho chastizing rod ol an sill-wiso I'arent ; they relied rath er upon their own strength than upon the shield and buckler of Him that is able and willing to protect to the uttermost. They repined at misfortune, murmured at every stroke of affliction, and suffered the beggar- ly elements of envy and uncurbed passion to prey upon meir Happiness anu corrodo every real spring of enjoyment. Edward Clairwood. thn vnnncmtt nf ibnir children, and the onlv mm lnfi ilmm. the period when this history commences, eighteen years old. He had received an ex- cellent education, and had, from childhood, i evinced a lovo of studv. an nvrolleni J Hid a constant assiduity in tin, nnrtiit nl'l knowledge, that rendered him, at an earlv ii iv U,-. age, well versed in classical and modern eraturo. Combined with bis lovo of studv. ho possessed a sensitiveness that amounted almost to timidity. He shrunk instinctivelv from contact with society, and scorned to dread association with anv save llinsonf nv- act congeniality of temperament. His pa rents bad never manifested any peculiar af fection for him. It would naturallv bosuii- poscd that a deprivation of all other ohiects of affection would have, as it were, concen trated their lovo on him : but it was not so. riic general change that bad been wroiiulit in their feelings affected no less their con duct toward him. But above all, thev could aot outer inln his feelings ; and, where there is no commu nity of feeling, there is rarelv a communitv of interest, his character was hhdilv ininl- lectual, with refined sensibility and quick ness of perception qualities, in a great de groe,foro!g!i to his parent's minds. Ho could never brook a taunt or insult ; yet it was too often the casu that Mrs. Clairwood indulged in ridiculing his tastes and in upbraiding him for his sensitiveness, and as it appeared, his excessive delicacy. The taunts uhirli he occasionally used, and tho affectation of ity with which she spoko to him ofhisbash- lulness and reserve, wounded his feelings ecply. Mrs. Clairwood was a womnn who, to tho icst intentions and most iiusnolted mora haraclcr, joined a singular waywardness of einper mat leu uer into many an umnten- lonal error. She was subicct to manv sud- len bursts of feeling, which, in youth, sho uu never learned to govern, and which, in naturcr years, wero almost uncontrollable. rhese sudden fits of passion wero frcriuent- excited by trivial causes, and during tlieir continuanco prompted her lo use harsh lan guage, and not unfrequcntly still harsher measures with all tho capriciousness of her sex; however, these passionate moments were transitory. They passed like an April cloud over her usually screno temperament, obscuring its light but for a moment ; and serving, by tho contrast, lo render her gene ral serenity still more striking. Edward bad often suffered bv this frailtv of his mother's, and it was his peculiar na luro never lo forgot. It was his misfortune Jo brood over slight injuries, until his heated imagination magnified and distorted them in to grievous offences. This was an idiosyn crasy of Ins constitution, and ho vainly tried to shake it off. Edward deplored depen dence that compelled him lo submit to these petty vexations. He had often meditated a separation from his parents, thus to secure a riddance from a parental government and guidance that proved to him irksome in the extreme. Whilo revolving plans that as yet wero un formed and indecisivo, and incident occur red wholly unlooked for and undreamed of. A trivial circumstance onomorning occasion ed a dispute in which Edward was forced to participate. Mrs. Clairwood, becoming un usually excited, mado several remarks hiirh. ly discreditable to Edward's jiidgniont.which drew from him, in reply, a caustic answer, in which no iniimatcu, too plainly perhaps, that his mother's anger for the time outstrip ped her reason. This irritated her lo tho last degrcn ; conscious of her defect, to be rehuked for it by her own son was moro than sho could bear, bho vented her indignation in a tor rent of Iho most upbraiding and reproachful languago. Edward heard it, unmoved. Nothing on Ins part, save a flashing eye and a livid paleness of countenance, gavoany evi dence of feeling. But they told too plainly Iho mood in which ho listened lo his mother. Mr. Clairwood sat near, and Edward cast ono appealing glance toward him, as if lo invoke his interposition. Hut ho remained silent. His inferior energy rendered him, to a great degree, subject to tho domination of his wife: and on Ibis occasion, however convinced of its propriety, ho dared not in terpose. Edward caught up his hat with a haughty gesture, and without a word, abrupt ly left tho room. lie bad nearly reached Iho street door, when Mrs. Clairwood, in a paroxysm of rage, rushed nasi him. and seiz ed bis shoulder. Edward,' said she, in a voice trembling with excitement, 'Edward! you havo insult ed me : repent this instant I apologize! or you never darken these doors again.' ' .Mother, he replied calmly, 'I am ready lo go apologizo I cannot.' ' do then, said Mrs. Clairwood, opening the door herself. 'Go, ingrato ! drown your self, if yon will, but never let mo seo your face again ; and wilh tbeso words, tho door was violently closed and locked in Edward's face. Ho stood for a moment musing wilh folded arms, as if irresolute, and then walk ed lowly on. It was a calm summer's morning. As Ed ward walked, tho morning breeze played about his temples, and fanned his burning cbeok, but in vain ; tho fires that lighted up his cyo and scnl tbu hectic to bis cheek, were inward, to be cooled by no external applica tion. Tho fragrance, wafted from a thou sand opening flowers, saluted him, and the tall trees waved their lops, as it in gay ca rousal. The sun sliono brigbily and warm ly on his path, but all tboso wore unheeded Nature, though wreathed in smiles, attracts no notice from the sick and wearv soul. Edward walked more hurriedly ; he had gain- r'' tho PG" counlrv and was crossing a l,i-;.1..n il.m .1 r. i.... bridge that was thrown across a narrow but rapid stream. Totally absorbed in bis re flections, unconscious of aught beside himself he was striding hastily across it, when Ins step was suddenly arrested. What a change the few last moments bad effected in bis condition ! He found him S!' not il voluntary exile, hut an outcast, ejected from iho paternal roof, and thai by a ! mother s hand. J ho sensations excited in "" u,ul,l'",y ""sum uy sucn circumstances would have been powerful; but to his acute sciisimntics lliey were exquisitely, intensely painful. Tho stiong tide of excited feeling I s"'('nt tlirotigli bis soul, arousing and conceu 1 'rating every thought every passion upon ,1,u ono ""grossing, maddening idea of hi expulsion from home. It touched his feel lnRs ,0 1,10 quick, Ho could have born ridi cu,e contumely, even ill-treatment, but to ' - - - ' be driven out in the woild, a wanderer nomciess, iricnuiess, an oinect tor 'scorn lo poinj her slow, unnioving finger at,' plunged him into wretchedness that was nearly allied to desperation. He had calmy thought leaving home, but that was honurablt! ; bo driven from it with a curso upon his bead was maddening. In the giddy whirl of feel ing, tho delirium of cxcitcmaiit as it were that followed, a thousand wild, incoherent ideas floated through his brain, like wave, cadi blotting out all Irate of that which had preceded it. Advancing to tho sido of the briduc. be loaned over the railing, and gazed abstrac- icuiy inio ine stream honcath. 1 ho eddy ing waters swept under him, reflecting the rays of tho sun from their pellucid surface. (V new idea seemed to flash upon his mind The workings of his countenance and his in coherent mutterings evinced a new emotion I ho last words addressed him by his mother rang in his car. go drown yourself if you icui. ty i orown,- muttered he. ' 1 his were indeed a place for that; O, that it were so! O, thai it had been so cro it ennm to this! To die ! yes, death would bo indeed a bless ing, for what is life? A burden! a bitter sting! if death then destroy that sting or rid mo of the burthen, 'twas indeed lo ho desir ed. Bright waters ! would that vour merrv gambols were now playing o'er mv bosom W0"U 'jiat your embrace had snatched me from this too early anguish ! His mutterings becamo more disconnec ted and indistinct. His head sank upon the railing, and overcome with fatigue and in tensity of feeling, he slept. An hour passed by, and Edward still slept. The noiso mado by "a passing traveller dis turbed bis slumbers, lie awoke, and pulling his cap over his eyes, hastily walked on". Uu was refreshed, and the agilalion of his mind in siime degree soothed. As ho walk ed reflection served lo iranquillizo still more his agitated feelings, and ho soon ceased, to all outward appearances, to remember tho scene through which he had just passed. His countenance regained its accustomed sn- renity, and his manner again became calm and undisturbed. Iho outward traces of emotion had indeed vanished, but the iron had entered his soul. It was a lovely aulumn morning, about four years after this event, that a small group w ero assembled in Mr. Clairwood's chamber. The balmy air breathed through thn partly opened casement, and the merry carols o'f tho birds in an adjoining garden mado the apartment vocal with enlivening music. Beneath tho window spread out a charming landscape, whoso features, thrown into light and shadow by the beam of the morning sun, rendered its beauty still more striking. Ev ery thing woro a pleasant aspect ; tho very furniture in the room seemed to shiuo with moro than its wonted lustre. Tho mirrors looked more dazzcling, as thoy caught and reflecting every ray that passed across their polished surldce. Hut tho brightness ol all external objects, by heightening thn contrast, rondered the gloom that sal upon Iho coun tenances of the group still moro gloomy. Mr. Clairwood had been stretched for months upon a bed ofdiscaso and suffering, and tho only change about to bn wrought, was thai from a bed of diseaso to the bed nf death. Ilu had lingered on, sustained hv hopo and comforted with tho assurance of ul- limato recovery, but a sudden cbango in tho character of tho disease shown! loo plainly thai tho hopes wero fallacious, that the moment ol ins dissolution was rapidly ap proaching. Ilis physician approached his bed sido and took his hint. Mr. Clairwood unclosed his oyes, and turned thorn hitterlv upon linn, i icro worn irarrs ot sorrow in t.t n.i that pallid f.icc ; the furrowed cheek and wrinkled brow rnvealed, but too plainly, the harrowing influence of care, Harassing caro that plucls the roses from its cheek And plants its own dark impress in their stead. As tho physician looked, ho felt that bis patient's life was drawing to a sudden close. He felt that it was his duty to dispel the hope (hat had sustained him and bid him prepare for his final adieu to time and his coming en trance on eternity. 'Mr. Clairwood, said ic, addressing him, 'I hud hoped, ere this, to Inve seen you well, but it may bo thai ' What! exclaimed Mr. Clairwood, rising partly up, and fixing his earnest gazo on the countenance of tho physician 'You may die,' calmly replied the physician, finishing the sentence. Mr. Clairwood fell back up on bis pillow. 'It is my duty to be candid, Mr. Clairwood, bo continued, 'nothing can now ho gained by concealing tho truth ; 1 must be candid, you havo not many hours to live. 'Candid, gasped the dying man, 'why did you conceal it until now f Sly son Why could you not have told me, that I might havesecn him and havo died in pence?' ' I hero is yet tunc, replied the physician. A few hours after Mr. and Mis. Clair wood were alone together. Mr. Cl.iiiwnod had just awoko from a feverish and broken slumber : turning to bis wife, who sat bv bis bedside, bo inquired 'Is Edward come?' iSol yet, was the rotilv. Mrs. Clairwood had ascertained from time to time her son's situa tion. Ho bail gone to the South, and by the nssistanco of a friend bad gained the situa tion of tutor in a planter's family , where he was still residing. I here ho was free from the putty vexations which had been onco so irksome. He was free, and yet he was not happy. A tide ol associations, awakened by some trifling circumstance, thoughts of homo, of parents, ol childhood with its sunny hours, would often sweep through his mind, crea ting an almost irresistible desire to return. Familiar images, scenes that were past, haunted his daylight reveries and midnight dreams. Thoro was every thing in his situ ation that conld make him happy and con tented. Ho was now arrived at man's es tate ; and, by honorable conduct and tho ex hibition of truo talent, bad gained the confi dence and esteem of the circle in which ho moved. His intelligence and refinement of man ners mado him unconsciously tho admired of all admirers. Ho mado no attempt to shine ho affected no brilliancy of character, hut there was that about him which attracted and retained the affections of those by whom he was surrounded. ISut there was ono tie that hound him to that rich planter's family more firmly than the dictates of policy or interest. It was a tio that was woven about the ten th ills of his heart, and which gained strength each succeeding day lo bind him yet more securely. The eldest daughter of tho plainer, a love ly girl, confided lo his caro in his capacity of i tutor, had repaid his instructions, not with the offering of gratitude alone, hut with the warmer tribute of her love. She had been his protege. She became his confidante and was then bis betrothed. Their mutual vows of love and constacy bad been long since murmured beneath the orange groves and myrtles of that sunny clime, and registered in heaven. The pa rents had ieldfd an unhesitating assent, and the day had been fixed for the consumma tion of their nuptials. But there was one drawback on Edward's happiness. Ono poison mingled in iho cup of his felicity, '6'o, ingratc, o' rang in his oars, as memory recalled the words of his mother's parting benediction, as vividly as if they had been but one day uttered, It was evening. Edwardand Lolii Gran villi: were bonding over a centre-table, oi winch wero placed a niimuernl engravings i ney looKeu alternately at the engravings and at each oilier. I hoso looks were elo quent ; they spoko of happiness, puro and unalloyed. Smddenly tho hall hell rang vio leuiiy. lieiuro too seivant nad time lo an swer it, Edward was himself at the door, Opening it, he was accosted by a man whom lie tlid lint recnguizi 1 Is Edward Clairwood hero this evening?' said thn stranger in an impatient tone ' I am the perron you seek,' said Edward. ' tjood heavens, bow yfiu ve grown! re plied the stranger. I Know you onco ! you have strangely altered. But well, I have no timo to lose. Vour father i dving, -Mr. Clairwood he has sent me In implore you to return ; il you do not, ho dies in wretch edness. As you valuo his dying blessing, ami would secure your future liappines conio immediately.' Edward's emotions mav be felt, not de- soibed. He stood musing mid iimlinnless till roused by an impatient exclamation from the messenger. ' Yes, I will go ! When do you return ?' 'That depends upon your promptness,' was tho quick leply. ' To-morrow morning, then,' said Edward, 'call then, you will find mo ready.' AmVtho stranger, nodding his head in to ken of assent, mutinied his carriage mid drove rapidly away. Edward lelurned lo Leli i, and in a few bul l ied words explained ihu reason of bis in tended absence, promising a speedy relurn. Sho entreated permission to attend him, hut it was impossible. Ho badu adieu to the family, and before tho morning's sun had risen into the heavens, ho was far advanced on his journey home. ' Mr. Clairwood lay on his bod. His regu lar but labored breathings showed that be slept. Tho windows of his chamber were carefully darkened, and the attendants glid ed noiselessly through iho room. Every breath of noiso wassuppressed, that thn slum bers of the sufferer might bu unbroken. Mr Clairwood had passed (ho few last hours in a state of feverish anxiety. Tho certainly of death did not alarm him. Ho had been for , . ,. i . t . ionu viuinuy mains in uni niru i''r im i ic-m. somo .lays conscious ol his approaching dis- L ,, ,!rll,,lu, ,0 .. MoMtor lbllk.. undcr solution, and wilh calmness had madu thojtho lleel of his military boot. For the many necessary disposition ol his properly. ! Ho indeed awaited his fate with resigna-, tion, but il was tho tear that Ins son would come too lalo that harassed him. He had felt vcarnincs of tenderness towards l is son i. ,,, uver since f i is departure ; but in view ol dentil, his every thought was centred on that exiled son exiled when it should havo been lis duty and bis privilege to havo prevented it, and ho felt that bo must seo Edward ouch more, that a reconciliation must bo effected, that his dying lips must pronounce his part ing benediction on Ins restored child, ere lie could depart in peace. And tho anxiety, the impatient fear wilh which be bad awaited Ld ward s arrival, served to hasten tho pro gress of Ins disease into n fearful rapiditv ; sleep bad boon driven from his eyelids $ for what opiate could lull that anxiety, or banish that lurking fear? But a few hours now re mained to him. His eyes grew more dim, and his pulso beat moic faintly. Exhaustion had at last thrown him into u broken slum ber ; a momentary rest, to bo shortly bro ken by the pangs of death, then to be suc ceeded by an eternal sleep. The attendants moved noiselessly, for it was important that Ins slumber should bo protrnrted as long ns possible. Edward was monienlarily expected ; and till then, they hoped Mr. Clairwood's repose would remain uninterrupted. A carriage stopped at tho door, in a moment, Edward was on the step; and, in a moment more, clasped in the ex tended arms, and bedewed with the repent ant tears of that mother, whose voice bad, in days past, driven !iim in sorrow from her roof. A consciousness of right had supported Edwaid, and ho bad prepared to seo his mother with a feeling of injured pride, but lliat feeling vanished. Their commingled tears fell upon the record of their unhappy separation, mid blotted it out forever. Villi what feelings did Edward cross the threshold of his father's chamber ? What a tidool associations poured back upon Ins mind, as he gazed once more on Ins lather s face That worn and pallid countenance spnkn volumes : and, amid tho vicissitudes of alter 1 1 lo, its impress was vividly renewed in Edward's soul. Mr. Clairwood heavily unclosed his eyes. They met tho earnest ga.o of bis son. ' Is it you ? You are then come at last, or do I still sleep ? O, God ! it is then, yes my son' and be fell back upon bis pillow. 1 Yes, father I have como at last, como to ask forgiveness and bo reconciled.' ' Forgiveness, my son ! Yes, I wished you to forgive me, but I feared it would be too late.' ' Father, you mistake ; I spoke of mjsclf, not ot you. 1 como not to lorgive, but to seek forgiveness at my parents' hands.' ' 'Tis well,' replied" Mr. Clairwood ; 'but I fear the greater debt is diio froni me. 1 was just dreaming that ou bad conic when I awoke, I thought that I heard yourvoico again, and that wo wero friends oncu more. It is so, Edward, is it not?' ' Yes, father.' ' Then my last and brightest dream is re alized tealized to the utmost 'tis all I ask.' Edward could not reply, his heait was too full. The thoughts crowded too thickly up for utterance. ' Edward,' continued Mr. Clairwood.' I am (King. 1 fuel already the icy thrill of death creeping over me, and shortly, I will ho gone, beyond the reach of earthly ills and sorrows1' ' Do not talk thus, father,' interrupted Ed ward. 'I hope that you will recover ; yes, I hope that yoiM ill see many happy days yet.' ' Never, my son, my hours are numbered yet, toll me one thing, maku mo ono pro mise.' ' What, father ?' Edward eagerly inquir ed. ' That you w ill forget every thing that has happened; that you will lovo your mother, as though theif had been nothing to inter rupt that affection which should ever subsist between the parent and the child. Do you promise ? It is mv last request.' ' I do, I do,' replied Edward ; and, al though unused to tho melting mood, bis tears fell fast and warm upon bis father's hand. Mr. Clairwood lay for some moments mo niolionless. His lips again parted as if as saying to speak ; but the sound that issued from tlieni wero inarticulate. A gurgling noise suri-eeded, and a hurried gasping, as if for brei h, Edwi.rJ hastily raised him, that he might breathe more freely, but in fain. Death had placed bis signet on the sufferer's brow. Ho heaved a deep sigh, and the dreaded agony was over. Earth had claimed tho tribute of his mortal body to mingle with her dust, and with that sigh the disembodied spirit had fled beyond thai bourne from which no traveller rcturif. Edward Clairwood redeemed the promise mado to his dving father. Ho loved his mother wilh all tho strength of filial affection. Bv the testamentary disposition of Mr. Clair wood, the greater portion of his properly had been bequeathed to Edward. Accompanied by bis mother, he leturned to Mr. Granville's family, claiming the baud ot Ins allianced (iho lovely Lelia) not as once an humble, unfriended tutor, but us h r qua! in liii (b and fortune. 1 hev wero mat ried ; and, at this hour, in tho society of her sou and daughter, and in the family with .vhich thev are connected, Mrs. Clairwood finds and eniuvs that unalloyed happiness ind tranquility of mind, to uhirh, through tho long morning of a troublous life, sho bad been an utter stranger. S. S., Charlottsville, April, 1S-13. Gr.v Jackson. 'I'. F. is said, onco spoko of tint, distinguished individual as follows : He has never been, through life, without an antagonist, and lie has always been victori ous. Ilis lioreo always won when lie was a r;.- ccr. Ho had a contest with Dickenson, and killed him. lie had a fracas with the Rontons and cleared them out. 11c used up I'ackcnhaui and tho British army at New Orloane, thooe veterans who had gone through tho war of tho peninsula without meeting an adversary who could withstand them for a moment. Ho hung Arbiilhnot and Amdiister, anil bulbed the Sen ate when called to an account for it. lie beat John Qumcy Adams in thn rare fer thn I'rosi. injuries ho has dono tho country, it would fociu that somo retribution were duo in the next worm it not minis, nut even more mo nero nan proved too hard lor his enemy i ; for ho has turned I'lctnucrian aim cut-aim tnc acvh iiiinsvu. l,,ct,,

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