Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1851-02-14
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THE LOST VOICE.
BY CARL LINLY.

How strange thing is musicl There
are sermons in its notes-there is logic
in its eadences Instance the case of
the pirate, as related by Audubon, who,
being cast upon an island, and anxious
ly waiting come chance ship which
might bear him away from the desolaie
spot. was suddenly startled by the timid
notes Of a dove, which, continuing, SO
moved his heart aud his conscience that
he resolved TO abandon his wayward life,
and become "a man among men, -
Surely that was sermon! And that
youth 10 France, who during its bloody
wars, hesitated 10 engage in the conflict
until the full and inspiring measures of
the MarseiIIes burst upon his ear-when
he rushed into the thickest of the battle,
fought nobly. and died In honor. Was
there net convincing logic in that melo-
dyi And then how perfectly does mu-
sic adapt itself TO the impulses of every
heart-expressIng alike with its peculiar
power the exubeTance Of happiness and
the complaints Of grief. have heard a
voice Of such surprising sweetness, that
il would bear my thoughts even unto
heaven-as though an angel sung-or
betimes, when trembling with its pathos,
would drown my heart as if in a river OF
sadness. t.s
Such voice belonged TO Kate Morris.
on and indeed it would have been sim
gular had il been otherwise /; for the alb.
sence of such gift. when all others had
been bestowed upon her, would have
been a sad incongruity. Kate was beau
tiful 10 a degree. 10 her person were
all the graces combined. A faultless
form-a complexion as fair as the snow
IAN eye as dark as ebony, and bright al
a ctystal-a wealth Of luxurlant hair
1oft as gossamers. and always arranged
in almost countless curls. which, al saw,
the hue, were like the graceful tendril
upon some thrifty vine and her genu
inc goodness OF heart-her engagin,
m snners-her numerous and enviabl
accomplishments, among which was he
talent for muslc-all these served TO ren
. der Kate what we consider to be tn
model Of a woman. Perhaps you ma
think we may have been in love with OF
J heroine, from the flush Of expression en-
} ployed in the description Of her :4he Ell
J ror WILDE corrected, however, in th
course of the story.
Il Clarence Coleman was most enthr
siaslic lover OF music. He was famillit
' with every musician, from Tubal-Cail
: down TO Herz-and as throughly verse
i in the history of the science, as in Ii
] geography of his own country. His 4
light when listening 10 some delica
: strain was almost an intoxi cation--i!
s deed, ! have seen him applaud son
' dainty morsel from PuIitani, or Sonnar
Z bnla, or The Bohemian Girl, until
3 seemed 10 me as though the man was
= actual maniac He was perfect ma
X ter Of several instruments, among viii,
= the flute was his especial favorite, al
4 certainly, with alldue Difference to Il
. names OF Nicholson, and the talents
g Kyle,) be was one Of the most charmil
= futists of the time To these accor
. plishments was added ripe and tbrou
!. education, and those winning manne
q which ever characterize a gentleman
and understandable dietuH $50 few
70 the present day possess.
\. Ihad conceived the idea, from |
n similarity in their tastes and habits,
:. presume, that Kate and Clarence W,
- exactly adapted TO each other-and wi
70 ing that they should at least meet,
en wrote TO Clarence, requesting him
Dr come and spend week with me in