New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1843-02-18

Has bad elsewhere its setting,
And conelh from alar." ForaSwo7la'
TIE death of lady in foreign land leaves me
ar liberty to narrate the circumstances WHICH
follow.
few words of previous explanation, however.
AN, inclined to believe, from conversations on
the subisct with many sensible persons, that there
are few men who save not had, at different inter
walls in their lives, sudden emotions, currents OF
thought, affections Of mind and body, which not
only were wholly disconnected with the course OF
life thus interrupted, but seemed to belong to
wholly different being.
Perhaps I shall somewhere touch the readers
experience by describing rather minutely, and in
,be frs, person. some sensations of this kind not
unusual to myself
Walking in crowded street, for example, in
perfect health, with every faculty gaiy alive,
suddenly lose the sense Of neighborhood. see
I hear-but feel as if I had become invisible
where stand, and was at the same time present
and visible elsewhere | know every thing that
masses around me, but seem disconnected, and
Theoretically speaking) unlinked from the human
beings near If spoken to at such moment, l
answer with difficulty. The person who speaks
seems addressing me frsm world to which no
longer belong. At the same time have an ire
sistible inner consciousness of being present In
another scene of everyday life-where there are
streets and houses and people-where am looked
on without surprise as familiar object-where
have cares, fears, objects to attain-n different
scene altogether, and different life, from the
scene and life of which was moment before
conscious. have dull ache 81 the back OF my
eyes for the minute or two that this trance lasts,
and then, slowly and reluctantly, my absent seu
seems creeping back, the magnetic links OF con-
scious neighborhood, enc by one, re- attach, and
resume my ordinary life, but with irrepressible
feeling OF sadness.
1t is in vain that try to FIX these shadows as
thay racede. have struggled thousand times in
vain to parteularise aud note down what l saw In
the strange city to which was translated. Tho mem
ory slides from my grasp with preternatural eva
siyeness.
In book called 9 The Man of Two Lives, sim
liar sensations to these are made the basis of the
STORY. Indeed, till that book, the fear OF
having my sanity suspected, sealed my lips on the
subject.
1 have still reserve in my confession. have
been conscious, since boyhood, of mental pecu-
iariry which fear to name while l doubt that it
ia possessed by others than mysef-which sheuld
mot allude to now, but that it forms strange link
ef identity between me and another being to be
mentioned in this story.
Imay say, also, without attaching any import
ance to it, except it bears upon this same iden-
.ity that Of those things which had occasion to
DO taught, or which did, as the common phrase
is, by Intuition, drawing the easiest and most
passionately followed of my boyish pursuits.
With these preiminaries, and probably some
similar experience Of his own, the reader may hap
Nv form wool on which to embroider the follow
ing circumstances.
Travelling through Syria, some years since, l
CHANGED to have for fellow-occuPant of the coupe
of diligence, very courteou. and well-bred per-
son, q gentleman of Gra,z. AS we rolled slowly
alosg on the banks of the Muer, approaching his
native town, he very kindly invited me to remain
? with him day or two, Offering me, as an induce
ment presentation at the sotrte Of certain lady
of consequence, who was to receive, on the night
of our arrival, and at whose house [ shoulc see,
some fair specimens of the beauty of Syria.
Accepted.
/. was lovely summers night, when we strolled
through the principal street, toward gay desti-
nation ana as drew upon my friends arm to stop
him while the military band of the fortress finished
= delicious waltz, (they were playing in the pub
lie square, he pointed out TO the spacious bal
comics of the Countesss palace, whittier We were
going, crowded with the well-dressed company,
listening silently to the same enchanting music
We entered, and after interchange ct compli-
ments with the hostess, | availed MYSELF of my
friends second introduction to take stand IN one
of the balconies beside the person was presented
TO- and under cover of her favor, to hear out the
unfinished music of the band.
As tho evening darkened, ths lights cleaned out
from the illuminated rooms moro brightly, and
most Of the guest, deserted the balconies and join
ed the gayer circles within. The music ceaesd at
the beat Of the drum. My conpanion in the bal
cony was q very quiet young lady, and like myself
abe seemed subdued by the sweet harmonies We
had listened to, and willing to remain without the
shadow of the curtain. We were not alone there,
however. tall lady Of very stately presence, and
WITH tho remains of remarkable beauty, stood on
TIE opposite side of the balcony, and she too SEEM
co 70 snrink from the glare within, asd cling to the
dewy darkness of the summer night.
Alter the cessation of the music there was no
lcsger an excuse for intermittent conversation, and
starting SUBJECT which afforded rather freer scope
did my best to credit my friends hafterng intro
ducrion, had discoursed away for half an hour
very unreservediy before l discovered that, with
her hand upon hsr SIDE IN an attitude Of repressed
emotion the tall lady was earnestly hs,enins 10 me-
A third person embarrasses even tie most ;nd;s.
fsrene dialogue The conversation languished, and
my companion rose and took my arm for prom
enade through the rooms.
Later in the evening my friend came In search
Of me 70 the supper-room.
"Mon ami" he said, "a great honor ha,
fallen out of the sky for you. am sent to bring
YOU to the Seaa reste Of the handsomess woman o
Styria-Margaret, Baroness R, whose cha
ssau pointed out to you in the gold light OF yes
serday's sunset. She wishes to know you-tchy
cannet wholly divinefor it is the FIRST sign OF ords
nary feeling shst she has given in twonty years
But she seems ag,a,ed, and sits alone in the Count
ess's boudoir. AHoasy."