The Hillsborough recorder. [volume] (Hillsborough, N.C.) 1820-1879, 1838-11-15

THE LILLY OF MERTHYR.
OR TnI LEGEND or cAsTELL coRCH.
BY JAMES S. WALLACE.

BT JAMES S. WALLACE.
As the traveller approaches MerIhyr
Tydsil, over The Undulating hills of Ga
morgsnshire. he will find but little TO in
ieres. the fancy, il the journey be made
during the DAY time. But il was night
when our story commences, and as a sol.
iiary horseman was passing the brow Of
an eminence. overlooking the village, a
scene Of surprising magni6cenee met his
eye. Brilliant fires we're streaming from
The lofty blast furnaces Of the various
iron works in the vale below; their lurid
eyrsIions were joined TO the sparkling
lights Of thousand minor fires, emana-
ting from cokiug hear.hs. and ovens for
roasting the ore. or refining the metal; the
whole forming q spectacle Of imposing
grandeur, which irresislibly fascinated
The gaze. and arrested The pace Of the
horseman. although his eye was not un-
accustomed 20 the scene.
As the high tower-like piles emitted
their glowing volumes, they spread and
canoPied the heavens, shutting from sight
the stars. and oyerhanging the spot with
the most glorious refulgence. At times
the moon would momeniarily struggle
through the mass, but "psled its ineiTec-
Iual fire" before the overwhelming inlen-
sisy Of the flames. As their light fell on
the figure Of the horseman, il revealed
young and hale person. neatly dressed,
although bearing on his garments the evil
deaf token Of being himself denizea and
Iaborer in the adjacent hamlet. He gszed
long and ardenily on The scene, aud al
length giving the rein and forward i'm
pulse 10 his horse, sighed heavily as he
communed with himself.
"Could il but be so! then indeed I.leyla
might be my happy wife-bul now have
other duties, other lies TO sweelen my life;
shall desert my widowed mother and
the helpless brothers and sisters of my
early love! lis true Llyels would toll
would be an elder sister TO them, but
M! M! il cannot be!--Her life is pure
and sorrowless, bright as the Taft, which
now see before me-. its waters balhed 10
hues Of molten gold; should we marry,
morrow Of repentance nigh, arrive, and
then dlvested Of all artificial brightness,
her life would be as tina, same stream by
day, dull with smoky clouds, aud drag
ring slowly bu, surely 10 its grave. the
seal"
Occupied with such thoughts. William
f.ewelyn entered the broad stree, Of the
village, and after proceeding TO the fur.
ther extremity, turned down secluded
lane. and halted opposite low cottage.
Striking the closed door with the end Of
his riding whip, il was opened by a lad.
who on seeing him, joyously exclaimed
to those within.
"0ur dear brother William has re-
turned-loOk Jane, Elsie, here is BROTH
err"
"Take the masters horse home, Rob-
ert, lad" said Lewelyn. as he dismount-
ed and entered The low dark cottage. He
approached his mother who was seated
a, the spinning wheel, and dropping on
his knee, claimed her blessing.
Thou hast it," said the dame, d" and
wilt have il from a higher power than
earth; thou ART blessed as du.iful son, a
tender brother, and faithful guardian,
but" continued she as she wiped away
the tear Of joy from her pallid cheeks,
have you been successful"
THE place was disposed Of. dear
mother. ere | arrived"
Goods will be DONE"
We must make ourselves contented,
mnther:-thanks, Elsie, you shall see me
do justice to your meal"
The sisters with solicitude Of affection
had prepared a homely repas, Of milk and
coarse bread; Lewelyn refreshed himself
and then cas-, look of sadness round The