Southern Argus. [volume] (Columbus, Miss.) 1834-1842, 1839-12-24

closing part of poor Thecla's son? I
haze enjoyed tie happiness Of this acorld--
4 haze heed and I hare Iored. Adieu!
Heaven love and protect YOU
In accordance with the determination
expressed in his letter Warnlander remo-
we'd to Florence, and placed himself IN
der the tuition of the greatest modern
sculptor. With Florence-that museum
OF the arts-he was delighted the gloo-
my grandeur of its public edi6ces, those
stupendous and enduring monuments to
the genius Of Lappo, accorded happy with
his feelings and became to him holy and
spiritual companions.
Mary Livingston remained, during the
winter with her father and brother at
Rome. Her beauty, the gentleness of her
manners, and the brilliancy of her genius,
captiyated the best foreign society then
residing there. Early in the ensuing
spring, while her father was making pre-
parations to depart from Rome, she was
attacked with a fever, peculiar to the
place, and in three days thereafter, she,
who seemed made to bless all who come
within the rainbow circle of her influence /:
she, to whom the future seemed only 2
continuation of innocent delights, had de-
particularly Livingston was no more
Hergr was made in the beautiful pro.
testant cemetery, a burial ground ofwhich
one who now sleeps there said, at might
make one 10 love with death, to think that
one should be buried in so sweet place. y
The protestant cemetery is devoted to
the burial of strangers who die in Rome
and no spot in the world urges on the
mind of the spectator such melancholy
reflections, such silent and profitable ad.
monitions of the utter vanity of human
| life and human ambition. On that beau.
tiful plain host of young and ardent as.
pirants for fame have pitched in heav.
ems smile their camp ofdeath )" painter:
poets, and sculptors, the inheritors O
unfulflled renown," there repose, who
were cut off in the morning of existence
ere the prize for which they were toiline
was won; and many who in life mourn
ed over broken affections, whose heort
were living sepulchres, there sleep, un
wrecked by dreams, beneath a green GOV
erie prankt with wild violets and daisies
$50 h lome,-at once the paradise,
Til qsSe, city. and the wilderness;
An0 where its wrecks like shatterd mountain
rise,
And Towering weeds, and fragrant copse
dress
The bones of desolation's nakedness,
Pass, till the spirit ofthe spot shall lead
Thy footsteps to a slope of green access,
Where, like an infants smile, over the deat
A light of laughing flowers along the grass
spread
Spiritless and broken-hearttd, the dis
consulate father pursued his way to Flor
ence, for the purpose of completing hi
collection of statuary. In an obscur
street he found the studio of an eminer
artist, and examining variety of spec
mems ofhis workmanship, he was sudder
ly overwhelmed with astonishlnent by see
ing before him statue, exquisitely chise
led, and perfectly representing the foIn
features, and expression of her whom /
had recently consigned to the grave
Tho old man could not conooal his ONO
) ton, his eyes were suffused into tears
he inquired into the history of the statue
"That," said the sculptor, "is tn
work young German artist, named We1
lander; he called it the nymph of the fon,
tain the execution is admirable, but Ii
, design faulty-almost ridiculous-if, il
! deed, he intended it as an ideal creation
ornament a fountain; but his singulc
history justi6es the belief that the staff
is a representation of some object of h
affections; he was found dead beside
some weeks since, having destroyed hin
self with poison"
: The old man covered his face and lie
the apartment. That statue now adorI
: a mansion in the state of New-York.