The herald., 1837-05-01

lie approached nearer and distinctly heard the follow
ing wordS:-
Tis the 'asblooning summer
LQu lDtfg aFp1 1uItlg
Ins hear, sha D. cold
Batah ts best feelings
Anil gfieye not, that short J
It's pgsse shan be stil d.
Ao., and IN SORROW
ror.aHan r'a agJ II tJ,asyyIiess ~
" ny should lnot die
Tiet,rfwi lie lshty
where he hcurtbroken stranger
i lad ane forget.
With the las, stan2a the voice seemed to falter and
tAere was slight pause, apparently from uncontro-
liable feeling N the concluding line. Iandon stood
as II chained 10 the ground The image Of Caroline
lifted before his maglnation he had last seen her
IN her innocence and oyeliness and he could dl-
vest himself Of the idea thai he had again heard the
sweet tones Of her voice. Deep interest mingled
with his curiosity to catch glimpse OF the musician
before ne applied Tor admttance and ne accident
ally grailtied. The ca.tan which shaded the win
dow was suddenly drawn aside as If 10 admit the air,
and youthful female, dressed in black appeared 70
be the only inmate of the apartment. I.andon was
concealed from view by the shrubbery and gazed
with an intensity OF feeling which absorbed every
thought: The lady passed her hand TO her forehead
and walked from the easement. He could not be
mstaSen-t sure Y the step, the figure Of Caro-
line Wllton-and as she turned again the hight fell
| her face, and removed the least shadow OF doubt
| Yes, II was indeed she-but oh. how changed from
| The blooming beauty of other days Consumption
ana sorrow were fast performing Their work of death
and her song seemed prophetic of ber carly doom.
The roses had faded from her checks, and her eyes
| had lost their once Joyful eXprcssion-but nothing
codld dSpel the charm which the soul of virtue and
Intelligence dliiused over her lonely countenance.
Landon rushed forward and would have forced HIM
self INTO her prcsencebu he laid his hand on the
latch OF the door the thought darted his mind
" she Is married !"-and he turned hastily awav.-
Ungrateful misguided Caroline" said he 10 himself
why hast thou again crossed my view? Ii is not for
me 10 sooth thy sorrow now-and the husband thou
hast chosen where Is be p
These thoughts nerved him To quit the spot and
discovering beaten track, he pursued his way, and
soon found shelter for the night The next morning
nc departed, without asking single question con-
cernng the cottage or its inhabitants but the memo
ry OF that pale face and wasted form, haunted him
wherever he went
Summer had gided away, and the falling leaves Of
autumn east deeper gloom over his mind. In the
romance and eccentrlcity of his disposition, he bad
buried all his painful thoughts and feelings in his own
| BOSOM but they tecame at length too bitter TO be
borne and he deter mined secretly 10 revisit the lone
| ly cottage
| Evening again cast her shadows on the surround
inc objects, and dim light shone family from the
same asement window. Landon reached unobserv-
cd the very spot wh re- he had last stood and what
were his sensations to hear again the of music
II was voice Of sorrow, and seemed a requiem over
the dead. Wildly aud solemnly il foated on the au-
| unln blast-and the words which fell on his ear, har-
| rowed his soul with anguish.
sssp on sIcep, eon-ih = 4, not wake
u@nad nSS a"Si So. o's Ssrisu-ru L 'r1 -" 3 'e'
Aal ar thou gone, my caroiao'
Then fare the wel-wly shouia W e..
To see thee hus 80 swcuty se.pl
This word was nevcr tit for thee
y was not mt antthy home tobe
4 hoa wast = u z season gwen
The strain ceased and sobs were heard audbly in
place OF the music. Landon much affected, and
as he had once known Ellen Sinclair, the bosom
friend of Caroline in the days of her happiness, he
entered the apartment where she sitting, by the
| remains OF her youthful c9mpan'oA.
Ellen started at ms well-remcmbered form, and
| them with look of codness, haughtly said, "You
have come too late, Mr. Landon. Why do you in
| trlde nj such a moment Would YOU take last look
at those sl, cold features, beautiful even in death
| but oh! the spirit y not there"
Landon spoke not bot turned to this bed, and knelt
by the sid- of his departed love- Long did he gaze IN
slencc-tll nj length, IN voice choked with
strong emotion, ne exclaimed, "Slefp on, beloved
| olnc!-Sleep on, IN thy calm, unbroken rest -
Far far happier art thou now, than he who gazing
on Thy senseless FORM with n broken heart. Oh.
tha, had left thee under thy fathers roof beautiful
and innocent, and happy az thou vast when first
saw thee. Sweet flower, thou mIshtest Lave boomed
| Wild and lived out thy days-but uanspan,ed, and
/ foscrel with too mpch care thou vast unable like
| greenhouse plant 10 bear the pless blast of the
world. Why did take thee from the protector which
nature had gwen thee : q TOO severely have been
/ punished for my presumption and vanity. Thou art
gone and this work Of death is all the effect OF
single felly in me"
i The heart stricken mournor rose from ms knees
| and left the room; and Il many weeks after the
turf had been lad the grave Of Caroline, ere he
could bring himself to inquire the particulars Of her
/ history since her mrrriagc.
/ Her tale a common one II was the story Of
n woman dsappintcdi in her first lovc-marrying from
| other feelings fulfilling her duties 10 her husband
/ with fidelity but with broken heart neglected by
| the man for whom she had sacrificed her happiness
aud nj last arsakcn aud left 10 die in the spring time
Of life, with aIured feelings, whcred affections and
i bighted hopes.
She left few lines for Landon, written just before
1 her death. They were as follows ~
/ "To my carly beuefactor, would devote few Of
| the remaining moments OF my life They must, in
| deed be few, for iccf that | am dying. Ten years
have passed Tandon, since was first taught TO look
up 10 YOU as my protector, adviser and best friend
| dare not sok back on the first six, because ] must
not now indulge those feelings which ever come with
the recollection Of that golden pare Of my life. NV
| foolish heart sometimes whispers me, "hOw happy
| might have becn!" but, believe me, my fncnd the
happiness Of this world, after all il but dream
The last four years have been 10 me age Of sorrow
| and Young as am am con'cntcd to die. feel that
/ have lived long cnaugh 10 have had nay full share Of
rood and evll--bui the evil has been better for me
| than the good. II has turned my thoughts from the
Oys which pass away, 10 those which endure forever
and il has taught me 10 seek The straight and mar
row path, which leads To a brighter and better