Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1838-01-25
Miscellaneous.
IN LOVE.

IA writer on French Novels in the South
ern Review quotes the following story from
Mills History Of the C%rusadcs.1
1.-The delights Of love nave made Alex
ander pause in tho career of addition. Ills
hosts OF knights and Barons were discon-
tented at the change, and Aristotle, as the
tutor and guardian of his youthful course,
cndeavored to arouse anew the spirit of the
hero. The prince attempted no heightened
replyto this appeal to his chivalry.
"Sishing, alone he cried, Us inly mov'd,
Alas! these men me-seems, have never lov'&.'
Thegrave saws Of the sage took root. how
ever, in A~lexander's heart, and he abscnted
himself from his mistress. She yelled her
fate for some time in solitude, but at length,
assured that it was not the mere capricious-
ness of passion which kept him from her,
she forced herself into the presence Of her
lord. Her beauty smiled away all his
dreams of glory from his mind, and in the
iondness of his love, he accused Aristotle Of
breaking in upon his joy. But the domin-
ION OF his passion was only momentary, aud
recovering the martial tone of his soul, he
declared the sad necessity Of their parting.
She then requested a brief delay, promising
TO convince the King that his Tutors coun-
sci derived no additional recommendation
from his practice, for that he stood in need
of as much instruction as Alexander him
self. Accordingly, with the first appear
auce OF the next morning, the damsel re-
paired to the lawn before the chamber
where Aristotle lay. On approaching the
easement, she broke the stiffness Of the air
by chanting a love ditty, and the sweetness
of her wild notes charmed the philosopher
from his studious page. He softly sole 10
the window. and beheld n form far fairer
THAI any image of truth which his fancy
had jus; previously bccn conceiving. Her
face was not shroudcd by veil or wimplc,
her long laxen tresses strayed negligently
down her neck and her dress, like drapery
on an ancient statue, accurately expressed
the beauty of a well turned limb. She loi-
tered about the place OH pretence of gath
erins a branch of a myr,le-tree, and wind
ing it round her forehead. When her con-
f1dence III her beauty assured her that Aris-
totlc was mad for her love she stole under
meath the easement and in a voice checked
by signs, she sang that love detained her
there. Aristotle drank the delicious sounds
and gazing again. her charms appeared
more resplendeut than before. Reason
family whispered that he was not born to
be loved, and that his hair was now white
with age. his forehead wrinklcd with study.
but passion and vanity drove away these
faint circumstances, and Aristotle was =
sage no more. The damscl carelessly pass
ed his window: and in the dclirium of his
love he caught the floating folds of her robe.
She listened to his confession with a sur
prise Of manner that famed his flame, and
she answered him by complaining Of the
late coldness of Alexander. The grew
beard, not caring for a return of love, so
that she accepted his suit, promised to bring
his pupil to her feet, ifshe would but confer
some sign of favor upon himself. She feign-
ed an Intention of compliance, but declared,
that before she yielded, she must be in
dulsed a foolish whim which had long dis
tracted her fancy. Aristotle then renewed
his professions Of devoted love, and she. in
sentences broken by EXPLANATIONS of appa-
rent shame at her folly, vowed that she was
dying to mount and ride on tho back of n
wise man. He was now so passionately in
love, that the fahcies of his mistress appear
ed divinest wisdom to his mind, and he
Immediately threw himself along the ground
in a crawling attitude. She seated herself
on a gorgeous saddle which she placed npou
his bac1, and throwing a rein around his
neck, she urged him to proceed. In a lew
moments they reached the terrace under
the royal apartments, and the King bcheld
the singular spectacle. A peal of laughter
from the windows awoke tho philosophc.
to a sense Of his state, and When he saw his
pupil. he owned that youth might wei
yield to love, as it had power 10 break ever
the frost Of age"
A patient Lad.-'Ben,' said a father. tn,
other day, I'm busy now, hut us soon as
can get time. l mean to give yon a logging
Don't hurry yourself, pa, replied the paticn
lad-'I eau watt
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