American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1845-11-22
THE THREE BRIDES.
A THRILLING STORY.

hiloCks Wonder, side by side? There sleep
three brides whose history am about TO relate. |
Look there sr, on yonder hill you may observe
little desolae house, with I Struggling fence |
in front, and few stunted apple trees on the
ascent behind it. 1t is sadly out of repair now,
and the garden is now over grown with weeds
and brambles, and the whole place has a desc |
late appearance. If the winds we're high now
you might hear the crazy shutters Tapping a.
gainst the sides, and the wind, tearing the grey
shingles off the roof Many years ago there
lived in that house man and his son, who cul- |
tiyated the few acres Of arabic ground that be-
longed to it.
The father was a self taught man, deeply |
yersed in tho mysteries of science, and as he
could tell the name of every flower that bios !
somed in the wood or grew in the garden, and
used TO sit up late at nights at his books, or
reading the mystic story Of the starry heavens,
men thought he was cTazed or bewitched and
avoided him as the ignorant ever shun the gift
ed and enlightened. few there were, and a
mongst others, the minister, the lawyer and
physician OF the place, who showed a willing
ness to afford him countenance, but they soon
dropped his acquaintance, for they found the
old man somewhat reserved and moroSe and
moreover their vanity was wounded on disco
vering the extent of his knowledge.
To the minister he would quote the fathers
and the Scriptures in the original tongue, and
showed himself well armed with the weapons
Of polemic controversy. He astonished Il g law
or with his profound acquaintan ;e with uris-
prudence, and the physician was surprised at
the extent Of his medical knowledge. So all
OF them deserted him, and the minister, iom
whom he differed in some trifrng point of doc
trine, spoke very slightly of him, and by and
by looked on the self educated farmer with eyes
Of aversion. He instructed his son in all his
lore, the languages literature, history, phloso-
ply science, were unfoded one by one to the
enthusiastic son of the solitary.
Years rolled away, and the old man died.
He died when a storm conVused the face of
Mature when the wind howled round the shell
tered dwelling, and the lightning played above
the roof, and though he went to Heaven in
faith and purity, the vulgar thought and said
that the Evil One had claimed his own in the
elements. cannot paint to yon the grief OF
the son at this bereavement. He was for
time as one distracted. The minister came and
muttered few cold and hollow phrases in the
car, and few neighbors, impelled by cnrosi-
tv TO see the interior of the old mans dwelling;
came to the funeral. With proud and lofty
look the son stood above the dust and the dead,
in the midst of the band Of hypocritical mourn
ers, with pang at hls heart, but serenity upon
his brow. He thanked his friends for their
then strobe away from the grave to bury his
grief in the privacy of the deserted dwelling.
He found at last the solitude of the
mansion almost insupportable, and he paced
the ebony floor from morning till night, in all
the agony of woe and desolaton, vainly impor-
tuning heaven for relief 1t came to hm first
in the guise Of poetic inspiration. He wrote
with wonderful ease and power. Page after
page came from his prolific pen, almost with
out an effort; and there was time when he
dreamed (van fooD of immortality. Some OF
his productions came before the world. They
were praised and circulated, and enquiries set
on foot in the hope of discovering the author
He wrapped in the veil of impenetrable obscu-
rtv, listened to the voice of applause, more de-
licious because it was obtained by STEALTH
From the obscurity of yonder lone mansion,
and from this region, to send lays which aston
ished the world, was indeed a triumph to the
visionary bard.
His thirst for fame had been gratifed, and he
now began to yearn for tho companionship OF
some sweet being of the other sex, to share
with him the laurels he had won-and to whis
per consolation in his ear in moments OF des-
pondency-and to supply the void which the
deatb of his father had occasioned. He would
picture to himself the felicity of a refined inter
course with highly intellectual and beautiful
woman. and as he had chosen for his motto
.Whateyer has been done may still be done he
did not despair Of sucC"'j.
Tn this village lived ,lr1s sisters, all beaut
ful and accomplished. iner nantes were Ma
~. Adelaide and Madeline. am far enough
past The age of enthusiasm, but never can for
ret the beauty ofthese young girls. Mary was
The Youngest, and lairer haired, more laugh
ing damse never danced upon the green. AIDE
Ia ide. who was few years older, was DARK
haired and pensive; but of the three, Madeline
the eldest, possessed the most fire, spirit, cult
walton and intellectually. Their father, q
man of taste and education, and being some
what above vulgar prejudices, permitted the
visits of the hero Of my story. Still ne did mo-
altoqether encourage the affection which ne
found springing up between Mary and the poet
When, however, he found that her affections
were engaged, he did not withhold his consent
from their marriage, and the reclIse bore &c
bis solitary mansion the young bride OF MS al
fections. Oh sir, the house assumed a ne"
appearance within and without. Roses bloom
cd in the garden, jessamises peeped througi
the lattices, and the field about it smiled witt
the effects of careful cultivation Lights were
seen in the little paror in the evening; anc
many time would the passenger pause ny tht
garden gate, to listen to strains OF the sweeIes
music, broathed by choral voices from the cot
tage. If the mysterious student and his VIE
were neglected by lhe neighbors, what carec
they? Their enduring and mutual affections