Southern planter., 1832-11-24

over me in sickness; she gnbducd The fiintY
nature q my soiil she lyindlcd anew the fee
lincs of former days, and could do less than
love hcrl .Ycsl che was the object OF my iusi
love; but at the moment her hand was pre-
scented for my reception, the ministers OF The
law came upon me, aud was forced TO flee
from Scotland.
returned at the expiration Of seven years,
to take possession of AN estate left Iae by my
fathers will, he having died during my alb
sence. NV first effort on my return was TO
renew my intimacy with the female Of whom
/ have Just spoken, but she was no where 10
be found { obtained possession of my fo-
TIERS fortune; and will you believe me, Ed
ward, when | tell yOu that Immediately, on
lis possession, renewed my gambling pro-
pensity, and mingled with the very beings
who had spurned me in my poverty Yesl
Edward, Ibid raise the fatal poison 70 my lips,
My newly acquired fortune dwindled away,
and became as poer rs ever
One fatal night, while my passions were
highly excited by the losses ! had sustained,
] received an jnsultfrom one who had been
my nearest and dearest friend. We met and
he fell at the first fire. Tie following morn
ing, passing a church-yard, ! saw a funeral
train Just entering itss @tes. Among the
mouners was a lemalewhose sighs were deep
and heavy. Edward, she was the object Of
my first but wicked passion. She was fol-
lowing the remains of her husband TO his
tomb. was his murdeTerll
watched her through The ceremony, and
saw her long after its conclusion bedcwing
the grave with her tears Her personal ap-
peorance was changed indeed. The bright
eye had lost its lustre, her check, once tinged
with the glowing color of the rose, was now
pale and supRen, and the general features of
her co'mienance indicated long familiarity
with sorrow. traced her footsteps to a low
and miserable dwelling ON the'borders of the
town, entered the house with a view of ma
king myself known to her. She had already
thrown herself upon the remains of a sofa.
she pressed child of four years of age TO.
her bosom, while tear trickled down her
'blenched and emaciated cheek. She recoe-
nlzed me on my entrance, but was too feeble
to rise and bid me welcome. "Sr." said she
after a short pause, s'this child viii soon be-
come an orphan, friendless and without n
home. Through the depravity Of nv hus-
band, his mother has long been 80; for his
sake she has drank deep the cup Of misery.
when am gone (at this instant an empty
Phinl fell from her handy will you receive and
cherish him for the sake of one whom vou
once lovedl This purse, the product Of nv
own little savings,-for | have long antici-
pated my end-will serve as some slight COM
pensatlon for your kindness." | promised
faithful obedience to her will; which / had
scarcely done when the Tear in her eve dried
up, her cheek assumed a yet more haggard
aspect, she cast last melancholy glance up-
ON her child, fell into my arms, and as imas
Sihed, died. returned to America, a self-con-
vlcted murderer Edward, she stiil lives, and
a residence even in this barren and wilderness
-etreat, could not screen you from the pursuit
u your mother saw her this dav, wander
ng maniac through the wilderness, it is for
his leave You, for the sight of her is kin.
ng'-fou will see her soon. The purse she
rave me still remains, you will find il beneath
ny pillow-Farewell, Edward. Forever .
Such is the origin Of the Village Vaerant