Daily Richmond Whig. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1828-1831, 1829-07-02

and ranked there, sucking her very hf,,s blood
Yes. she tic pure in heart,
Who neer conserved though, tina, nigh, no, well
Bsnea,h the siroc blast ofsiander.
Oh. wordsworth. how dreadful are thy scops,
Esiiigs TO the young and glowing heart
"Why should lnger on these scenes-she d;.d a..
too many others have died. victim Of the unmerited
rcproach of the world. She died with prayer ON
her lips for her destroycrs-cnlng down blessings on
those who took more than life her good name.'S at
fear Otho, continued he in an emphatic manner, "I
shall never do that"
II, saw hor bured-shor, was tho funeral train,
but the earth never received loveoror purer being.
Would That the whole world were as pure aud guile
less lett the village shortly after her death, aud
shaking the dust from my feet cursed them! Rich
ly did they merit IL. 'A!ter had bid, as thought
an everlasting adieu to the remains Of Marin Frazier
visited the town OF b, and there. 70 over
flow my brimfnl cup of wo, met her again! Start
mott am not dernnged," said he in choked voice.
saw her aga1; Looking as lively as on the day Of
have strength" and his voisc fallered
"In the town of B. there is college, had a
friend who was studying there. One day he invited
me to witness the dissection Of q subject shuddcr
cd at the proposal, but curiosity prompted me to ac
cepth Iwent-theh hall was crowded with students;
OF table in the centre of the room was corpsc
covered with white cloti by it stood the professor
with instrument in hand AS he commenced unroll-
ing the cloth from the corpse of the body, turned
my head away--I felt sick. An exclamation ran
round the room of "beautiful! loseIy!" turned to
! look--and there--ha no. ha, there she wasI Az
there was Maria Frazier, lovely as ever, with
smile still dwelling her lips! and there
tool see him now! there too was the operator.
with his bright knife CHANGING over her. My God.
my God 1t is too horrd for thought She whom
had wept over; whom doated on, and would have
died for; she whom had followed to the grave, wus
now exposed to public gaze in q dissecting room,
On imagine my feelings" and nc buried his face In
the bed clothes, while his fiumc shook conyulsvelv
When he raised his head, his face was of an ashy
paeness, and his lips tightly compressed. begged
Of nm not to continue the subject he burst into
a raging laugh and then in very wild and inco-
herent manner exclaimed, ''Ay there she was; beau
tiful as an angel! lovely rs chcrub! Behold herr
what arc the works of your Canovas your Raphgfs'
compared with her? Can the chiscl draw forth suci,
delicate proportions, or the pencil dclineate such per-
icctncss' No, never, ncver" and another hollow ha!
I'M. rang through my ears. I cntreated him again,
not to proceed with his story, and urged him retire
20 bed. lie replied with faint smilo "I am calm
now, and hnve bnt little more to saw Let me think
where was T. Yes. that was it, in the dissectinc
ROOM When ] first glanced Mt the corpse and
Knew 1t was Alaria. stupor came over me, and nv
ewes were rvetted upon licr in kind of ady gaZc.
The operator had raised his hand to commence;
the glitter of the knife aroused me-with loud cry
sprang beside him and dashed it from his hand be-
fore the incision was made. As buried the cloth
over the body, snatched the knifo and in tone Of
defiance exclaimed to the amazed listeners death
to the man who touches that body" That was the
last remember at that time, for blur came over
I BceINeQ
ring at me. Maria stood before me- looking as when
first saw her, glowing in beauty; at her presence
the eyes vanished, and fell asleep. How long
continued, know not; when my recollectons return
ed WINS sitting in chair-my friend was bathing
my forehead, arose, coffin was on the table Maria
was in 1t, bent over it and wcpt
| Whie was IN swoon, the students had procr.
red coffin and laid her in it. The rest is soon told
i had tomb built for her, and she was reburied
All the students followed her to the cerentry, and
they placed marble slab over her. deprivinr me OF
that melancholy pleasure; and many a friendly tear
was shed around that spot. visit the tomb frequent
y, and the last time was there, went into It and
raised the coffin lid. sad change was there Otho!
"Can you wonder" continued he, after pause.
sat my dulnesss' Have not cause for it, Some
there are who would laugh at my Sadness and call il
weakness--let them-i care not. They cannot f;,-
tire" $50
Frederic lived about year after the preceding
recital His tale of wo bound me st onger to him.
but sorrowed not when the DESTROYER came. for
| Maria.
| "Pcacc be with their ashes"