Southern telegraph., 1837-07-25

ElT & HIS INTENDED BRIDE
~ one must Focollect The tragic story
Hpg Emmett, the Irish pairlot:--ii was
4 z ao4chiHg to be soon forgotten. During
s pbables 10 Ireland, he was tried, con.
Z denhed and executed on charge Of trea-
son Ills fate made a deep impression on
public sympathy, lie was so young, so in
telligeni, 50 brave a man. His conduct un-
der The trial, too, was lofty and intrepid.
The noble indignation with which be re-
lpelled tlie charge Of treason against his
country; ihe eloquent vindicaiioa Of his
name, and his spaiheiic appeal to posteriiy in
the hopeless hour Of condemnation; al
these entered deeply into every generous
bosom, and eveahis opponents lamented tho
stern policy that dictated his execution.
Bat there was ono heart whose anguish
lit would be impossible describe. n haps
j pierdays and fairer fortunes, be had won
The affections of beautiful and interesting
| girl, the daughter Of late celebrated Irish
baFrister. She loved him with tho disin-
ierested fervor Of woman's first and early
love. When every worldly maxim arayed
j itself against him; when blasted in fortune,
and disgrace and danger darkened around
his name, she loved him more ardently for
his suferings Since his fate could AVA
ken sympathy even Of bis foes, what must
have been the agony Of her whose soul was
occupied by his imagc9 Let those tell who
have had the portals Of the tomb suddenly
closed between them and the being they
loved most on earth; who have sat at is
threshold as one shut out ia cold and lone
" world, whence all that was lovely and
loving had departed
To render ber widowed situation moro
desolate, she had incurred her fathers dis
pleasure by her unfortunate attachment,
and was an exile from the parental roof.
But could the sympathy and kind Offices Of
friends have reached spirit SO shocked
and driven in by horror, she would have
experienced no want Of consolation, for the
Irish area people ofquick and generous sens
sibilities. The most delicate and cherish
ing attentions we're paid her by families Of
wealth and distinction. She was led into
society, and they tried all kinds Of occupa.
tion and amusement TO dissipate her grief,
and wean her from the tragical story of her
love. There are some strokes Of calamity
which scath and search the soul, that PEN
citrate to the vital seat Of happiness, and
blastit, never again to put forth bud or
blossom. She never objected to frequent
the haunts Of pleasure; but she was as
much alone there as in the depths Of soli-
tude. She walked about in a sad reverie
apparently unconscious Of the world around
her. She carried with her an inward woe,
that Knocked l;the Establishments of friend
ship, and needed not the song Of the charm
er, 'charm he ever so wisely
The person, says the eloquent author Of
the Sketch Book, who had told her story.
had seen her at masquerade. After stroll
ling through the splendid rooms and giddy
crowd with aRutter abstraction, she set her,
self down on the steps Of an orchestra, and
looking about for some time with vacant
stare, that showed her insensibility to the
scene, she began with the capriciousnesS Of
a sickly heart, to warble plaintivc air.
She had an exquisite voice; but on this 0c-
caslon It was so simple, so touching, it
brealhed forth such n soul of wrctchedness
that she drew crowd mute and silent
around her, and melted every one into telrs.
The story of one so true aud tender could
not but excite great iaterest in country
remarkable for enthusiasm. 1t completely
won the heart Of brave officer, who paid
his addresses to her, and thought one SO true
to the dead could but prove allectionate to
the living. She declined bis attentions, for
her thoughts were irrevocably cngrossed
by the memory Of her former lover. He
solicited not her tenderness, but her esteem,
lie was assisted by her conviction of his
WORTH, aud the sense Of her own destitute
and dependent situation, for she was exist
ing on the kindness of her friends. In a
word, lie succeeded in gaining ber hand,
though with the solemn assurance that her
heart was unalterably another's.
Tic took her with him to Sicily, hoping
that change of. scene might weaf out lha
remembrance Of early woes. She was III
amiable and exemplary wife, and made In
effort to be happy one; but nuthing could
euro the lnclancholy that had entered into
her very soul. She wasted away IN asloy, J.
but hopeless decline, and at last alnk into
tthe grave victim Of broken heart.
Il was on this lady that Moore consas,so5f
tho f,llowing lines
She is far from The hand where her young hero
sleeps,
Aad lovers around her are sigbing;xs
Bat slowly she turns i@Bi their gaze and wceps,
For hor heart in his grave is lying.
IsovE's TEGEeRArn. II genilrmlt
wants wiios he wears rlug on the first
fiager Of the lrfi hand If he ho cn,Y,yed