The northern galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1844-1848, 1846-06-30

| ment, and saluted him with great frankness
and atfability, protesting 10 have heard OF
MS well meriied celebrity, and even made
room for him beside himself ST. Locus
heart was grati6ed; for, seeing the principal
| person pay him so much attention, all the
resi- OF The company followed his example.
and the old man felt as if the far past days
| 81 MS glory were now returning once more.
But he did not forget to Iurn so good an OPP
| poriunity TO the advantage of his long PRO
| lected volume. and soon found means to in
troduce the subject and enter into all lis de
tails. Monsieur Marzette listened most
graciouslv; and when ST. Leon wound up
MS discourse by requesting the aid of his in
| huence and name, he said. in an under-tone,
Most willingly. my dear monsieur; but vii
you have the goodness TO remain until the
company have retired, for | wish 10 SPEAK
with you in private!'
St. Leon of course assenred: but all that
evening he puzzled himself in vain TO guess
what MarZeIte could have TO say to him Of
such secrecy; aud Maizeue himself, though
courteous and friendly TO all, and especially
TO him, seemed strangely absent at tunes
aud his looks often wandered, as if uncon
scionsly, towards Madame Wessendnri.
Never had ST. Leon looked 50 earnestly for
the close of sOirec; bur it came a. last, 10
his great relief. The company began to de-
part and when the greater part oil his guests
were gone, Marzette requested his presence
in the library. Ii was IA large and noble
| apartment; and The two sat there alone OPP
posite to each other, and silent for some
minutes. AT length Marzette, fixing his
eyes upon ST. Icons face with sad and
searching look said. Monsieur ST. Leou, do
YOU remember the 20ih of June. 1857
| ST. Leon unused moment, but in all the
dusiry archives of his memory there was no
record Of the day. and he answered, Indeed,
monsieur | cannot say that | rec0llect any
thing particular Of the date you have men
| Toned
Well said Narcotic, do you not remem-
| her one. with mean attire and awkward
manners, who came on that day 10 ask your
opinion ola production on which his hope.
nay, almost his life. depended for o, ST
Leon, he was young and poor-aud am
Joseph Franquetr
| Had thunderbolt fallen at his feet, il
could not have had more startling effect OH
ST. Leon than this announcement produced.
He sat riveted to his chair, as The whole
scene thus recalled passed rapidly before
his mental vision but awkward as his own
position now was. all thoughts of the kind
we're lost IN aniaZement al the transforina-
ton wrought by eighteen years.
DO you remember il now, monsieur =
said Marzette but his tone was still calm
aud sad.
i do said ST. Leou-who was too mncb
a man of the world not 10 see the ground on
which he stood, when the first shock of his
establishment was over-'l do; and though
cannot believe you 10 he the same person,
Of course do not now expect your patron
ages aud he rose with all the composure he
could command.
STAY, monsieur, stay said Narzette
grasping his hand my name, my influence.
aud all IN my power, are at your service.
| had wild thoughts Of anger aud revenge,
which hannted me for years; but | have
lived to learn better. And after all, though
The lesson hard, you did me no wrong
But stay, aud tell me why you cannot be-
iitve that am the same
Monsieur de ST. Leon would have pre-
lrrred almost any other place to that where
he now was, but curiosity and interest boIh
forbade his going, aud he assumed his seat,
laying, though scarcely conscious OF what
he said, because it is impossible to idenrif,
"A member of the French Academy with one
who seemed as poor in mind as well as ia
purse
Such is The worlds WISDOM said Mar
zette, earnestly. 'FoP aud philosopher
peasant and politician, none can see farther
han the mere external trappings accideu-
tai position. Man. Iheie was wealth in my
early poverty which can never own again
The full fountain of youths unfrozen alfec
lions. the strength of an nnwasred and
htn unwearied hope, and the faith in this
wurlI's goods-which has passed from me
forever. Tell me. what value do you place
on these! Listen.-l was one of many in
peasants family, dwelling in mountain
village Of Auvergue: my parents knew of no
other means OF lite or its comforts Than that
produced by the labor Of their hands; their
I othea children were strong and rosy, fitted to
prosper in their narrow sphere, and they
were proud of Them but | had been weak
and sichly from my childhood. and they had
neither love nor hope 10 waste on one so
worthless
Surely, then, they were not your parents
said ST. Leon, for parents love their chill
dren under all misfortunes.'
Believe it not,-beieve it not cried Mar
zette human affections are swayed by hu-
man pride or interest, from the palace TO
| The 1ut.-lneN love the son VINO VIII ne Tue
heir Of their fortunes, or the daughter whose
beauty will assure a brilliant alliance; but
those who have not such claims can expect
only federation. and it was so with me. The
voice OF one hearth finds its echo in all 9th
ers. My neig hbors looked upon me with
the eyes ofmy kindied. 1t might have been
that the iron which entered into my soul so
early, had left its rust behind but no one
loved me in the place where l was born.
need not say how far my spirit wandered
from the beaten path in search of the healing
waters. which it found not there; nor knew
whether it was loneliness of heert, or what
men have called genius, that turned my steps
10 the boundIess fields of thought; but
thirst for the old forbidden tree came upon
me, and as years increased. grew weary Of
my peasant lot, and left my native village
with nothing to grieve for. and none to la
ment me. have never seen it since. The
graves ofmy parents are green, and my kin
dred have forgotten me; for my fame IS
linked with n name ithey never knew-but