Nashville daily patriot. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1855-1857, 1856-04-24
IN THE MIZ:''
CHAPTER II.
STORY OF OUR OWN TINES.
BIZ L. yIRGIEIA FEESCH.

q perfectly erect carriage, and somewhat naughty
dem~anor made him appear taller than he really
was Five and twenty summers had shed their
light upon his broad, high brow, and into pair of
dark gray eyes, whose bold and piercing glance
seemed 20 penetrate the souls of others with
beam powerful the steady rays of the day god
fHe -ternness Of his Roman features partially
relieved by finely chiseled lips the expression of
which mingled sweetness and melancholy;
his chjn-of that, however, nothing could Oe seen,
euveIop,d as it was in a handsome beard, but his
forehead was model for the artist, and around bis
finely moulded head clustered waving masses of
soft dark brown hair He was what even his own
sex allowed to be Zine looking fellow" What
the ladies' thought Of him may be inferred from the
readers knowledge Of the sex, aud their partiality
for 'uncomu on men," son of the "0ld Do
mnion," his parents had 10 his early youth remov-
ed TO Tennessee where after their death, he
continued to reside. Possessed Of an easy fortune,
and highly educated, he had never adopted pro-
fession, but cortented himself with managing his
own affairs, and spending some months of every
year in travelling, for pleasure for profit, as the
case might be.
We have said that Frankenstien was a poet We
do not mean by this sanderously to inslnuAte that
he urOte poetry at least be was seldom guilty of
such proceedings. His soul, however, was a lofty
and glowing one-poetry in itself-his love for the
beautiful amounted TO a devotion aud his search
after it, at all times and seasons, constant aud
unweared A passing face, if lovely, would hang
in his minds gallery for months; tue remembrance
OF graceful form nger like a statue in some niche
of h.s memory; a bright day came over bis spirit
like a spell, and deep and cloudless midnight
D., 10 him bound by the strong sorceres OF the
enchanter
Aud yet combining he did, all those advan
tages of person, OF endowment, and Of position,
we qU,sti much il it could, with propriety, b.
added that Julus Frankenstien was a happy man
He stood comparatively alone in the world la the
solitude OF his home be felt this keenly, and amid
tire "hum and shock of men, in the great world,
the sense Of his isolation pressed upon his heart
with fold vigor. He found his solitary retire
ment a dreary void; be trageled, finding company
bnt not companions; he plunged into society, and
then declared its very mutitudcs weuriuess and
thing needfuI" to his happiness being to love,
and we, of course, 10 duty bound to imagine
with him that this was the only remedy to meet
his distressing case, the only elixir competent 10
"cleanse his bosom Of that perilOus stuff (ennui)
"which weighed upon his heart" From his earliest
youth il had seemed TO him that there did or would
exist for him on earth, some fair being TO whom
his spirit was already 'darkly bound" by the "eec
tic chain" of sympathy and love- and that one day
he must find her-she must be his forever He
thought that il once he met her. he should instant
ly recognise that sweet soul the bride of his
own, and he knew he should claim her a. such. In
his hours Of solitude, by day and by night, he
dreamed Of her, aud ever when in society," he e1-
percnced vague expectation, anxious eager,
and inquiring state Of mind, as though ne antlci
pated the blessed moment when she should, at
once start into life sud beauty before him Amid
the young, the CAV, the beautiful, he sought this
embodiment Of his loved ideal for was she not 70
be Beauty's owny But in vain; he found not 1.-THE
soul which his waited for on earth"
So stood matters at tie close Of the summer
Restless and uneasy, the winter approaching,
be determined 10 spend it at the South No sooner
said than done Months rolled hy and found him
a wanderer amid the gaetrs OF Southern
cities, the Crescent and the Havana. Weary, and
dissatisfied with the world in general and his hand
some self in particular when the first breath OF
spring began TO flush ihe Southern gardens, he re
solved TO return home
Yes the spring-iime has come again. Shadowy
yet bright, she is moving over the azure sky and
emerald EARTH aud "there is light" upon the land
scape She has come to the crowded city, with its
dusty thoroughiares aud it, jlrring muttudes, aud
the lOwly creep cut once more from the dark dens
OF beggary and crime the poor pale seamstress.
no longer hurried along by the bitter blast which
penetrated and set at naught her thin and faded
mantle, fingers few moments from her killing
task TO breathe the genial aud vyiyiug air. and the
little bare footed beegar girl iorgcts her rags md
Indebtedness, 10 follow the fower-vender, begging
only few cast of specimens OF her roses aud
vioets
The gooduatured apple woman on the corner,
turns up her shining ebony couuteuauce a. YOU
pass, aud treats you gratis TO display Of ivory 1t
you pause; aud the old blind meudicaut on the
church steps, smiles that melancholy smile, more
sad by FAR than tears, As you stop moment, with
benevolent purpose, between him and the warm
sunshine.
And spring has come TO thee, "sky-kissing"
mountain, aud the yerdant vale; the green woods
rnurmur and the brown hill sides laugh ia the light
OF her glorious eve The little runnes babbr
through the meadows, 'ellug with JOYOUS gush Of
music, how they have escaped the winters thrall;
aud bird, aud brerZe, aud bee, have gathered 10
h, mn the praises of Our Father IN the grand old
templ,s Of the greenwood. Spr.ng has come also
To the homes Of the rich and the gay. The Young
maiden losses her eurls, leaning from the breezy
bilcon the fairy child comes back from the wood
land With her lap and her bosom iull of fresh bright
blossoms, herself still the flower OF all the
hoary headed graud-ire sits Ia the arbor where the
warm sunshine falls; the yuuth r,joices in hi.
strength AID PRIDE Tor all lite to him Is nov a
syringume. She has come among the tombs too
her mellow light tails softly along the hulr green
n.ou d. and white monuments OF the CITY of the
silent Soe hiis with her gentle breath the pale
ruses that droop over the bosom OF brauty- she OF
the soft blue eve, aud loving heart. whose last
dress bridal robe and chaplet OF orange bloom
nd Whosy bridal couch they made down uuder the
snos-ard she amg- a halo around tie Tall SHAFT
~ ich marks tir dwelling place u a mani, furln--
he Of the strong arm aud mi -hiy MIND Who came I
in The mori,ing of h,s DAYS 70 iad re1 by tie ow
earth piliOw at her wh0m neithcr his strong arm
nor his de- p al, ctiou could avail 10 save Sicvs
it, with her gentle prrscnce the mausoleun OF an
Empires idol aud pauses 60 be.s the memory Of
departed worth, Toy the simple grey head stone
Sherr sc ps lie old pastor OF ,bc village She Tor
C. OF g. dug beam oyef tlr ioints o. The
pr 1it b.. g1t s'rI b., uHtca those
ave pt,-.d b.. 10 3 al. kl-,r.
ta .A.t.inr4 uolid sHer, u.- sarrt babe that
clappsi ,ts tiny hands ~elgouir hrr ist ooming
!. slunoering nos she has al, ia The cottage
porch for CLEAN Of saving gollrn hair she has
listed iof merry CO. among The glad voices under
the young cedar tees. she aas even pc red In |
through the sise-coveTed easem. az. seeking the
Hu erib-alasl Ihe snowy eOverlet is spread over
t YeFs sers ~aoothly nou; there Il a vaesnt place
by N. cOt-le anhs tonv, aud vaier M she hear
Of the gentle moiber {. fresh mound. AID ~white
stoue bearing new mann, " tll the story, Cons
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