New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1852-01-31

In vain the philosophic eye
May seek to view the fair abode,
Or lind it in the curtained sky
1t is the dwelling place of God! tU
From the Home Journal
THE UNEDUCATED BRIDE.
The Chambellans we're an old Yorkshire fam
lily, which had once held high place among
the landed gentry of the country A knight Of
that family had been a crusader in the army of
Richard Cnur-de-Lion. and now he Law, with
all his insignia about him, in the parish church,
while others of his race reposed in the same
chancel. under monuments and brasses which
spoke of their name and fame during their gem
Grafton. In the lapse of time the family had
become impoverished, and gradually merged
INTO the class OF yeomen, retaining only rem
nant of the broad lands which had once be-
longed to them. In 1744-'5, the elder branch
OF the family, consisting of the father, two sons,
and daughter, resided at what had once been
the mansion house. 1t had been built originally
IN the reign OF Stephen, and was curious spe-
cimen of different kinds of architecture, bear
ing traces of its gradual transformation from
the stronghold of the days when it was no met
aphor to say that every mans house was his
castle, down to the peaceful dwelling Of law
full and orderly times 1t had now Become
EG.
What had been the tilt-yard was filled with a
row of comfortable barns, -cart-sheds, hay
stacks; a low wall of rough gray stone enclosed
small garden; a narrow gravel walk, edged
with currant trees and gooseberry bushes, led
up to the fine old porch, embowered in the ivy
and creepers which covered nearly the whole of
the building with its luxuriant growth. The
old gateway at the entrance of the yard was
still surrounded with the sscoat armor - of the
ia mil U nn ra6 ~, ctr hut A.
selves had long ago disappeared, and been re-
placed by common wooden farm-yard gate.
The '' coat armor'' itself was covered with moss,
and a hne crop of grass and house leek grew
among the stones Of the walls, to which it would
have communicated a desoate appearance il
the farm-yard arrangements had been less or
.derly.
halstead Hall, as it was called, was six miles
from the city of York, and stood about a mile
from the main road. The only approach to il
was by a rough lane, so much cut up by the
carts and cattle that it was almost impassaple
to foot passengers, except in the height OF sum
mer or depth Of winter, when the mud had been
dried up by the sun or the FROST
The father and brothers attended the differ
ent fairs and markets, in the ordinary course of
business; their sister. Mary Chambellan, man
aged the affairs of the house and dairy. She
led a very secluded life, for they had no neigh
bors, and of general society there was none
nearer than the city itself Mary, however,
had plenty of occupation, and was quite con-
tented with her lot. She was nearly seventeen,
tail, well-formed, and with an air of position
which was Of great responsibility for so young a
person. Her mother, who had been dead rather
more than year, had been a woman of superior
education and strong character. To her Mary
owed all the instruction she had ever received,
and the tinge of refinement which made her
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brothers. She, however, was quite unconscious
of this, and they all lived very happy together
in the old out-ot-the-way place. 1t happened
that, in the spring of 1745, an uncle of her
mothers, who resided at York, was about to
celebrate the marriage of one of his daughters
Mary Chambellan, with her father and brothers,
were invited to the festivities. The father would
have sent an excuse for himself and Mary; he
was getting DID, and did not like to be put out
Of his usual way. The brothers, however, plead
earnestly that their sister might have little
recreation. Finally consent was obtained, and
she went with her brothers.
1t was a very fine wedding, and ball and
supper finished the rejoicing. Some of the Off
GERS, quartered with their regiments in York,
were invited to this ball Among others was a
certain Captain Henry Pollexfen He was a
young man of good family in the south of Eng
land, heir to a large fortune, and extremely
independent of these advantages.
He was, by all accounts, type of the fine,
high-spirited young man Of those days-good-
tempered, generous, and overiowing with wild
animal life and spirits, which he threw off in a
thousand impetuous extravagances He could
dance all night at a ball, ride dozen miles to
meet the hounds the next morning, and. after a
hard days sport, set down to q deep carouse,
and be as fresh and gay after it as if he had
been following the precepts Of Lewis Cornare.
The women contended with each other to attract
his attentions; but although he was devoted to
every woman he came near, and responded to
their universal goodwill by flirting indefatiga-
bly,. his attentions were so indiscriminate, that
there was not one belle who could tatter herself
that she had secured him for her 90 humble SER
vant,' as lovers were then wont to style them
selves. Mary Chambellan was not, certainly,
the belle of the wedding ballroom, and by no
means equal in fortune social position to most
of the ladies present, but whether from perverse-
ness or caprice, OF love OF novelty, Henry Pol
exfen was attracted by her, and devoted him
self to her exclusively
The next York Assembly was to take place in
a few days, and this young man, who did not
know what contradiction meant, made Mary
promise to be his partner there Old Mr.. Cham.
belan, however, who thought his daughter had
been from home quite long enough, fetched hel
back himself on the following day; and Mary
would as soon have asked to go to the moon as
to remain to go to the assembly Henry Pol.
lexten was extremely disappointed when h,
found that Miss Chambellan had returned home
but he was too much earesscd and sought attel
to think about the matter, and so his sudder
fancy soon passed away.
In the autumn of the same year he met one o
her brothers in the hunting field Accident
threw them together towards the close of a hare
days run; when, in clearing stone fence
some loose stones were dislodged and struck
Captain Pollexfen's horse, laming him severely
Night was coming on, it was impossible for him
to return to his quarters on foot. and young
Chambellan invited his fellow-sportsman to &c
home with him-Halstead Hall being the near
est habitation. The invitation was accepted
Although old Mr.. Chambellan would as soon
have opened his doors to dragon, yet even he
could find no fault under the circumstances, and
was constrained to welcome his dangerous gues
with old-fashioned hospitality. He soon be