Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1852-12-22


cling that she intended to take her usual
stroll, thereby enabled to take farewell
| look at ber~cheerful relatives.
| She hastily moved along, at intervals look
ing back imagining she heard some one call
/ her the promptings of conscience.
| However she reached the place before the
appointed time, and looked around upon the
familiar scenes then slowly passed along
till Somerville drove In sight beautiful two
] horse buggy. She mounted and went hasti-
ly away.
Cotton was now full fhope, that he should
soon see his adored, and then cast down by
despair, for fear he'd tnexer realize this mex
/ presslble JOY. Little canwe imagine the state
OF feeling which the disappearance Of Luci1i-
ola aroused among her friends They imme-
diately commenced search which proved
fruithless. Everything when known threw the
town in general confusion They concluded
that she had been murdered especially as
they had found handkerchief, which she
unintentionally dropped.
1 The saddening intelligence was carried
post haste to the parents, with the hkf and
also the general impression. Language is in
adequate to translate the feelings of that moth
er who nearly idolized her daughter She now,
Tor the first time, was able to conceive of the
anguish she had caused her mother The faith
er bore it with more resignation and endeav-
ored to console his frantic WIFE On the NOR
row death bore her in his arms triumphant to
heaven, clapping her hands with Joy that she
soon would meet her precious daughter in the
land of unending bliss This was another
thrice more grievous aff1iction to he endured
by the father. However, he trusted in his
God. We leave him widower Unfortu-
. w, h1rb n
extreme regret to Lucinda, and gave birth to
innnmarable- -h~-a~L;r,e4 h;4Lnraa-.,nlrAasnt Of.
This smiling Judas her detestable escort. dis
played successfully his characteristic quality,
deceiving his confding friend, after such fair
promises
To follow them through the painless forests,
where wild beasts howled around them and
birds were continually singing wild requiems
+ to pensive Lucinda's fate, through the inacces-
sible marshes Of the crest, would be but one
continual legend of cruelty and suffering, and
elicit too much the sympathy of the reader
: We only state they ended their peregrina-
ton by settling in the little village Of T.
5 in one of the western States; where Lucinda
: by great dint of exertion at last succeeded in
conveying letters to both her lover and father
Sad was Mr.. Cotton on the reception of her
imp!orine note. Torrents of tears watered
the loved paper For six long months, ever
since the eopement, which he suspected, he
: had been in state of detection, which nat
t urally followed. He swore that he'd lose the
last drop of blood in his veins, but that
! wreak his vengeance on this mean villain, this
cruel hypocrite. He accordingly disappeared
mysteriously from the town in which he resi-
i ded, and travelled with speed. The letter
Il brought to Mr.. Maynard, who was in rather
demure state, startled him so much that he die
not regain his senses in some half hour Ht
: swore that ere long he would slay the ruthless
: villain who hid thus poisoned bis daughter
$ cup of Joy, sent the shaft Of death to his wife !
o heart, and turned his happiness to misery
He Immediately left, and it was not more thar
sixteen DAYS before he reached the little vii
; age. No curfew by its solemn and momenta
> tary peals announced to him before he entered
! the place that his adored child was being con
l. veyed to the grave. No; too degraded an'
i poor was she now to have this last respect pal,
J. to her remains. They were silently bearin
q her along, when her father came riding by. I
= strangers curiosity prompted him to interro
! gate paSser by.
q Who but his fair Lucinda did it prove to be
/ He !eaped from his carriage and displayed tn
activity Of twenty one, though he was sixty
d in bis furious state, demanded the whereabouts
m of the loathesome scoundrel. who had wrougl
N this suffering. No one could tell. Too er
n ragged to be sad, too bent on wrong to know tn
- right; he passed hastily the procession of te
~ or twelve wretched looking pae-facea peoplt
. He reached the corpse, as it reached the grav
er and parting abruptly the little assembly. Il
ar wildly burst asunder the pine box, alias coflir
it in which his daughter lay The emaciate
frame which lay before him, he scarcely re
l 4 l. n
- in tears, and his breast about to break, befol
staggering, pile faced tippler stepped fro
behind the crowd, and said
% Who is that, troubling my wife's corpse
The enragedan exasperated fathers plum
h, ed dagger in his heart, which he unsheathe
to from his bosom. and replied:
las Let that answer
r.- Before the father and the few people had r
o. tired from this mournful spectacle, a handson
:, but deranged young man came hastily up al
'u' as soon as he beheld the gray-headed old ge
'ot, tleman whom he had not seen in many yea
= he fell at his feet in perfect agony, and said
N, a stfial voice
all Bury the dagger in my bosom, and wr,
ost me from the torture that awaits me. I'm t
ral author of the scene before you.' He laid ba
:, his bosom.
= Struck with face he'd seen before, al
Id recognising the expression, his fury having
I'd bated, he hesitated in giving the blow.
tn Having recovered now his senses to sol
lfe. degree, and contemplating with sckened bra
as the scene before him, he said, LIN weak, !
err faint, take me to my resting place. Uteri
wn these words, Cotton with others seized him. /
before they conveyed him far, he tainted, fri
ia which he never recovered.
Cotton was left TO suffer. He conveyedb be
,oii of their bodies to his place of residence whC
fnr l they were 9ecently inferred. He died abb
~. au ten years after, and his last words were,
40 should meet his loved Lucinda in heaven.
hat desired to be placed beside Maynard and
daughter, where the two now sleep in pea
b;s ful tranquility unheeded in the clay" Bi
ron of prey made their repast on the bloc
corpse of Somerville.
'or- Counterfeit $40 notes on the South W
she tern Rail Road Bank of South Carolina b;
her -, 1..oto1 :: CLo.lo,t 7. L.. :
n,o vignettes, one of Washington and one
zen Ceres, whilst the genuine notes have 4