The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1842-10-15
From the Lady's Book. for October.
AN INCIDENT RELATED OF
BYRON.
BY n. r. WILLIS.

1t was getting toward midnight when =
party of young nobIemen came out from
one of the clubs of ST. James street HE
servant of each, as he stepped upon the
pavement, threw up the wooden apron o
! The cabrolet, and spr ung to the head Of
the horse; but as to the destination of the
cqupages for the evening. there seemed
to be some discussion among tie noble
masters. Belwixt the line Of coroneted
vehicles stood hackney coach, and a
person in an attitude Of eager eXpectau,
! cy, passed as near the cxhlllIted grour
as he could do without exciting immediate
atten ton.
(Which way2" said he whose vehicle
was nearest, standing with his foot on the
step.
"All together, of course" said another.
Lets make light Of it,"
Pardon me-" said the deep and sweet
voice Of the last out from the club; ~
secedc for one. Go your ways gentle
men"
Nov, what the deuse 10 aroot?" said
the foreman again stepping back on the
| sidewalk. Don't lei him OFF, Fitz Is
your cab here, Byron, or will you let
me drive youP By Jove! you shant leave
uso
"But YOU shall leave me; and so you
are not torsworn, my friend 10 plain
phrase, | won't go with you. And
don't know where ! shall 60, so spare
your curiosity the trouble of asking. !
have pIesenlmeni that am wanted-by
devil or angel.
al see hand you cannot see"
"And very pretty hand ii is, dare
swear" said the former speaker, jumping
INTO his cab and starting off with spring
OF his blood horses, followed BY all the
vehicles at the club door, save one.
Byron stood looking after them a mo-
ment, and raised his hat and passed his
hand hard Upon his forehead The un-
known person, who had been lurking
near, seemed willing to leave him for a
moment TO his thoughts, or was embarras-
sed at approaching stranger. As Byron
turned with his hating step to descend
the steps, however, he came suddenly to
| his side.
"My Lord" he said, and was silent, as
If waiting permission to go on.
"Well,'' replied Byron, turning to HIM
without the least surprise, and looking
closel, into his face by the light of the
street lamp.
81 come to You with an GRAND which,
perhaps-n
- strange one lam sure; but am pre-
paret! for it have been forewarned of
it. What do you require of mel am
ready
"This is STRANGE" exclaimed the man,
elias another messenger. then"
None except a spirit--for my heart
alone told me should be wanted at this
hour. Speak at once"
"My lord, a dying girl has sent for
you"
DO | know herr"
"She has never seen YOU. viii you
come at once, and on the way will ex-
plain to you what can of this singular
errand; though indeed, when it is told to
you, you know all that comprehend
They were at the door of the hackney
coach, and Byron entered il withou, fur
Their remark
"Back again' said the stranger. as the
coachman closed the door, '.and drive for
! dear life, for we shall scarce be in time.
fear"
The heavy tongue Of St. Paul's struck
twelve as the rolling vehicle hurried on
through the now lonely street, and though
so far from the place whence they started,
neither Of the two occupants had spoken.
! Byron sat with folded arms and bare head
in the eornor Of the coach; and the strain
ger, with his hat crowded over his eyes,
seemed REFRESHING some violent emotion,
and it was only when they stopped be-
fore low door in street close upon the
river, that the latter found utterance.
as she alive7" he hurriedly asked of a
woman who came out at the sound of the
carriage wheels.
'She was. a moment since-but be
quick~
Byron followed quickly on the heels of
his companion, and passing through a
dimly lighted entry to the door Of the
back room, they entered. A lamp shaded
by curtain Of spotless purity, threw
faint light upon bed, upon which lay
girl, watched by physician and nurse.
The physician had just removed small
mirror from her lips, and holding it to the
light. he whispered that she still brealhed.
As Byron passed the edge of the curtain,
however, the dying girl moved the fingers