New Orleans daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1851-1866, 1852-08-09

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I. Seven days.--eeven1oBe sad dayse' sighed
voice. musical, but in accents too plainly tine.
! tured with the tremulous diacord Of sorrow g.
| :" Sad dayg, truly echoed thedeeper though
not less mournfn1 tones Of a mans voice. which
caused the first speaker to turn, startled, for
she had sighed forth her sorrowin the belief of ut
| ter loneliness a white hand returned to its CON
lining comb stray tress of raven blaekness a
pair Of large, dark tearfnl eyes were tmorously
raised; an instant more, and doubt was ban
ished-a hesitating foot advanced, and for some
moments Of renewed happiness her head rested
silently on his breast. Anon she raised it, and
| still clasped in his embrace, with cheeks still
fearful, she asked in low and earnest tones
| Why, Gerard-why has it been thus with
Ius =; r n -
| There are but two things which could 50
rouse me--forgive me- And, after a pause, he
continued 90 / should have warned yoa: but
| trusted rather to the thousand chances that
| they should escape your notice, than feared the
one that you would haply, find them In the
same course Of things which discovered to you
the one. is warming finger which torbids me to
conceal the other and yetAhow love YOU.
| you knowr-but why n r.. -. :,
He hesitated;. and here pair of deHy Iips
lput an end to the first difference between the
young wife and her older husband The pair
were standing on a terrace which overlooked
the sea. whose waveiets, after rippling over q
sunken reef, lazily broke upon the beach far,
far below. The warm glow of a summer sunset
oyerspread the west when they first met, but its
many glorious hues faded one by one unheeded
unheeded, too, the evening star came peerina
through it's misty veil of fading gold, and, one
by one, love-led, the twinkling followers of hel
train flashed forth, land before the terrace was
vacant, the sky was left to their pale radiance
| The pair thus introduced were ,maA and wife
they had not been long welded. 1t was bat fonl
months since the mystic words had made TIVE
one and yet angry words had passed between
them; but it was'over: this was their first diff
ference, and thus it ended. Its history is Of nc
l.moment but of theirs, a few words
/ Mr.. lredale was essentially man of passion
anything which engrossed his feelings, did So
for the time to the almost insane exclusion o1
all else. His anger was madness, and not less
so his love. In the East Indies he had passed
his early manhood, to which may be, attributed
the presence in his house of much Oriental nick
naekery He had sailed the pirate haunted
i straits, and seen the spicy islands of the south
as well as the jungles, rivers, ruins and rocky
mountain-passes of more northern India. Il
the city of the Hooghly he saw, loved and mar
ried the dark-eyed daughter of a Portuguese
merchant / say, he loved her; but no word:
can tell his passionate alteration. Not long af
ter he went to reside many hundred miles up th
country, accompanied by his young wife Il
\ about eighteen months, her sudden death, no
without suspicion of poison, threw him into
frenzy of grief; for some time no one coulc
como near him-when the fit was on him, tn,
devil that tore the sons of Sceva was not iiercer
far longer still he kept the body of his wife from
burial, and at last, when the fear of pestilenc,
had driven almost every domestic from tht
house, he burnt it on a funeral pyre, and Will
/ his own hands collecting the ashes, enclosed
them in china urn, (which she had mucl
priced This he scarcely ever suffered out of hi
lsight; for years after it was his companion by
land and sea, and at last found a resting plac,
in his house on Rhqdglath Cliffs, in shire
Here he long lived a gloomy, hermit life, oftel
irritated by very trifes, if they reminded hin
in the least of past events On these occasion
hislfury was often 80 terrible that the servant
fed from the house, then followed hours of sor
row unutterable, when he would shut himsel
up for days of fasting and prayer. In time tn
intervals between these fits heightened, and thel
ceased almost entirely.
He was now in his fortieth year, when chanc
threw in his way one so like his dead wife tha
she. seemed to live again. In spite of differin.
age, he married her four months after, q Sigh
incident brought on one Of those terrific RACES
at the end of which our tale opened He the,
caution her of the only other means of renew
iiS = tolu hef ol MS ehfly love, tnahShe slaret
in the intensity of his past affection, and tina
sonle influence strange, linking the present t
thePast, lay under black pall which covere,
q PEDESTAL in his study. Any attempt to pry in
to this, he said, 60 would drive him mad Til
! next thing for mention is the birth of a aaugh
ter the next, to tell how that spirit which i
ever prompting us to seek the hidden side of tn
veilin everything else as well as the future, le<
her TO Mt the torJiddesa pail At first will
trena bling hand, and then with spasmodic eff
fort, she raisedits shadowy folds. A quaint oil
china vase beneath tottered on its pedestal an,
fell with crash upon the floor She fled from
the room and from the house
1 Let him return and find it.