The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1854-04-19
Hh hc Beautiful 3Ianiac.
me fire that on my bosom proys,
:, Is lone as some volcanic isle,
No torch is kindled al it's blaze
a funeral pile"

1
In the morning train from Peters.
burg, there was lady closely yelled,
IN the same car with ourselves. She
was dressed in the purest white, wore
gold bracelets, and evidently belong.
ed to the highest classes of societv
ilcr irgure was delicate, though well
developed, and exquisitcly symetrical:
and when she occasionally drew aside
her richly embroidered veil the glimpse
OF tho features which the behoider oh.
tanned, satisfied him Of her extreme
ioveliness. Beside her sat gentleman
IN deep mourning, who watched over
ner with unusual solictude, and several
tunes when she attempted to rise, he
excited the curiosity OF the passengers
oy OBTAINING her in her seat.
Outside the cars all was confusion:
passengers p.:!gs locking to baggage, por,crs
usual hurry and hustle ATTENDING
the departure Of a railroad train. One
shrill warning whistle from the engine,
and we moved slowly away.
AT the first motion of the car, the
lady in white started to her feet with
one hcart-piercing: scream, and her
bonnet falling off disclosed the most
lovely features we ever contemplated.
Her raven trcsscs fell over her shoul-
der, and clasping her hands in prayer,
she turned her dark eyes to heaven !!
What agony was in that look What
beauty. too, what heavenly beauty, had
no! SO much of misery been stamped
upon it. Alas enc look told mel.
ancholy tale.
'------shc was changed
AS by the sickness Of 4 soul her mind
Had wandered from its dwelling, anu Iler eyes
They had not their own lustre, but the look
Which is not of earth she was become
The queen ofn fi.i,iasii, realm her :o::saa:s
We're combinations of disjointed things,
| Anu forms, impalpable and unperceived
VI others sight, familiar were TO hers
Her brother, the gentleman in black
was unremitting in his efforts to soothe
her spirit. He led her back to hcl
scat but her hair was still unbounc
and her beauty unveiled. The cars
ratified on. and the passengers in group:
resumed their conversation. Sudden
ly a wild melody arose it was tn,
beautiful maniac's voice, rich, full, anc
inimitable. Her hands were crossed
on her heaving bosom, and she waved
her body as she sang with touching
pathos-
'ohe Is lar from the land where her voun.
hero sleeps,
And. lovers around her are signing,
But coldly she turns from Their gazc am
wccps,
For her heart in his grave is lying!
"She sings the wild sorg of her own nativ,
plain,
Every note which lie Ioted awakinr-
an little they think, who dc light in he
strains,
llow the heart OF the minstrel is breaking.
| Her brother was unnamed and y,
wept as only man can weep. The al
changed, and he continued
Has sorrow thy young heart shaded,
Az clouds Ger the morning fleet
100 last have those young days faded,
That even in sorrow were sweet!
II thus the un kind world wither
Each feeling that once was dear
Come, child of misfortune come hhbc,
| IN weep with thee, tear for tear"
She then sang q fragment Of th
beautiful hymn
Jesus, lover of my soul,
Let me to thy hosom fly"
Another attempt was made to ris
up was prevented, and she threw hcl
self on her knees beside her bro, he,
and gave him such mournful, cntrea,
ing look, with the plaintivc "Savo me
my brother! save your sister p tha
scarcely passenger could refrain fror
weeping. We say scarcely, for ther
was one man twas he man q VIII
called on the conductor to "put he
out the cars" He received the one
scorn of the company. His insens
blllty to such scene of distress al
most delics belief; and yet this is, i
every particular, an "o'er true tale
Should he ever read these lines, ma
his marble heart be softcncd by tn
recollections of his brutality!
Again, tho poor bcnigltcd beaut
raised her bcwitching voice to one q
the most solemn, sacred airs:
"Oh where shall rest be found,
Rest ior the weary SOUL"
And continued her melancholy chan
nntil we reached tho steamer Noun
Vernon, on board Of which we dc
seconded tho magnificent James Rive
the unhappy brother and sister occu
pying the "ladies cabin" His wa
a sorrow too profound for ordinar
consolation and no one dare intrud
SO far upon his grief as to satisfy hi
curiosity.
. We were standing on the prone,
adc deck, admiring the beautiful seen,
ry Of the river, when at one of til
landings, the small boat RULED ava
} from the shore with the unhappy mi
! C." route for the asylum at -. Sl
was standing erect in tho stern of til
boat, her white dress and raven tres
es fluttering in the breeze.--The bot