Morning herald. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1837-1840, 1838-06-09

Every dollar that I had made by a successful trade
with the Mexlcans, during close application 10 busi-
ness of fourteen years. lost single night at Rio
Janeiro, at the game of billiards. The friend by
whose Vaccinations was anred into this cursed
iniatuaton, had been my bosom friend as supposed
and my ruin was his first stepping stone TO the
threshold OF fortuae. The utter d, slrucon of all nv
hopes involved in this single of folly drove me
almost TO desperation, and had not the heart 10
commence business anew-nor could comma I'd ca
ptai for that purpose took retrospect of the
ny scenes had passed. could trace many lights
and shades. then thoHRht OF my little native vii.
lage-asd of Mary 4 repeated in.
wardly, and l attempted TO whisper the dear name,
bat my feelings choked The utterance IL was sixteen
years since had left her; and | was old enough 10
know that time makes many and changes. The more
thought of her, the more restless became, TIL at
last resolved to return home. The recollection Of
my aged parents started across my mind and |
thought of The many happy days had spent under
Their cottage roof. They were happy days to me
for the phantom Of worldly an b,rion longer ALTAR
ed me, and was convinced that home, with all my
vagares, had been sweet. never found another.
took the fret vessel that sailed for the United
States. The idea of again meeting with The friends Of
my yon,h, with my parents, wl'h Mary-"with home
and oil that bound me there" filed my whole soul.
We had quick passage, and a few weeks found me
in my native village. IL was the month Of October.
But IT was to me sadly altered; there many new
churches and streets that had never seen be-
fore Ii was with fficsy could find the street in
which my parents lived. On enquiry, the first shock
OF DISAPPOINTMENT | received ~as that they were
both dead Even the house they had lived IN was
gone, and a strange modern built dwelling God On
the spot enqulred for the young friends had left
but they all scat cred I'll could recogn Re no
one, and no one recognized NE. looked around me
IN despair-parenis and iriends-all were gone.
had only one hope Ieft-only one more enquiry 10
make shudder,d 10 think Of : where as Mar,7
l asked the question northumberland she too asas
decd! "Oh mis- ryT cried IN gush of agony
as clenched my hands and rush' fr-m the spot
On coming 10 reflection, \ found myself in the
nelRhbothood Of my old school house IL was aluxu.
ry u could but recegp'ze single spot that remain.
ID the same as in the days of my childhood. l en-
CURED for The school house. large white building
with cupols and bell on the top, was pointed out to
me. II was not The one eraured for. On walking
around the building however, discovered The crumb
ling remains of The old school hosse, with n part OF
the roof hured in the runs Confused and unsght.
ly ne this rec Of my former times was, u was the on
~ thing that raised spark ~ interest IN my breast
knew the place on which stood l knew, within
those dllspidsisd walls, now overerowD with wild
weeds W. taught my first lessons knew il was
there first became acquainted rh Mary. All these
brought 10 mind The ireshn,s 20 Of those days.
aTbe miles. the ter, &c bo, hoods years,
The words ~ o,s The spoA'n,
The thst shoDe-nuw I'D and gone,
The cheerful hearts now broken"
The charm soon vanished my momen,sry en,hu-
siasm SUBSIDIZED, ssd ionnd myself the came house
less, isolated wanderer rs b,ion-ss lonely and NJ
miserable. ives sick NJ heart and mrn,d 10 leave
the village forever. ! hsd only one place 10 seek,
ere babe adleu TO my native village, and that was
the banks Of The beautiful bl,e susam near the ma.
lesuc Hudson, where Mary and had 80 often met
| and parted. There wss enc little spot gracefully
clustered BY branches of rich luxunan foliage, that
wary MAO always been psriia 70 ] sought that Ia.
yor'e elysum Uor our 6fs, love was brsahed there
On my way could not bat recall the happy hours
hso spent with Mary on these hanks The trees
grew there ss usnal-the stream murmured on ~ he
| ioIe-'he BIRDS sung ~ eshy-bu, the music of Ma
| rvs vsice was NJ longer here The same uees grew
there and hourIshsd with the sddItsp Of a Young
| dropping willow lite leaves were ri rh,Iy hinged
| with yellow. One Of them dropped from the rec
and ~ u qulvered IN the wind, marked us fall n
| cell upon a grave beneath-u was the Rrave of
| Mary
now find myself lonoly traveller in a reckless
| wotIs-pror, broken hcti.d aid irlendlcss- .
| wre,ched worm beon chte'ess waste.
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