The Lancaster ledger. [volume] (Lancaster, S.C.) 1852-1905, 1856-01-30

and muttered a few hollow praises in his
ear, and few nsighbors, impelled by
curiosity to sss the interior Of his dwell.
ing, came to the funeral. With a proud
and lofty look, the son stood above the
dust and the dead, in the midst of the
land of hypocritical nourners, with q
Pang st his heart, but serenity upon his
brow. lie thanked his friends for their
kindness, acknowledged their courtesy,
sud then strobe away from the grave, TO
bury his grief in the privacy Of the desert
ed dwelling.
lie found, at last, the solitude Of the
mansion almost insupportahle, and he
paced the ebony floor from morning till
night, in all the agony Of woe and desc.
lation, vainly importuning heaven for re.
lie. 1t came to him in the guise Of po.
stic inspiration. He wrote with wonder.
fu ease and power. Page after page
Came from his prolific pen, almost with
out an effort, and there was time when
he dreamed (vain :ooD Of Immortality
Some Of his productions came before the
world. They were praised and circula,.
ed; and inquiries set on foot in the hope
Of discovering the author. He, wrapped
in the veil Of obssurity, listened to tho
voice Of applause, the more delicious be
cause it Was obtained by stealth. From
the obscurity of yonder lone mansion, and
fro this region TO send lays tha. aston
ished the world, was indeed triumph TO
the visionary bard.
"ln thirst for fame had been graft.
fed, and ne now began to yearn fer the
companionship Of some sweet being OF
the softer sex, to share with him the lau-
reis be had won, and to whisper consola.
iion in his ear in the moments of despon.
dency, and to supply the void which the
death ofa father had occasioned. He
would picture to himself the felicity Of a
refnei intercourse with highly intel
lectual and beautiful woman, and as lie
had chosen for his motto, Whatever has
been done may be done he did not de-
spSir Of .uccess.
In this village lived three sisters; all
beautiful aud accomplished. Their names
were Mary, Adelaide and Madeline.
Ain far enough past the age Of enthusiasm,
but never can ! forget the beauty Of those
three young girls. Mary was the young
est, and . fairer-hairsd, moro laughing
damsel, never danced upon the green
Adelaide. who was few years older, was
dark-bsired aud psnsive but Of the three
Madeline, the Oldest, possessed the most
fire, spirit, cultivation and intellectually.
Their father, a man Of taste aud educa-
tion, and being somewhat above the vul-
gar prrjudices, permitted the visits Of the
hero Of my story. Still he did not en-
courage til, affection he found springing
up between Mary and the poet. When,
however, lie found that her affections were
engaged, he did not withhold his consent
from their marriage, and the rec,nse bore
to the mansion the young bride Of his az.
fect;ons. Oh, sir, the house assumed a
new appearance within and without.
Roses blooned in the garden Jes.
ss'.;:s. Peepsa through The lattice, sa(i;
the fields about it smiled with the effects
OF more csreful cultivation. Lights were
seen in ,he psrIor in the evening and
many time would the passer by pause
at the garden gate to lisien to strains oI
the sweetest music, breathed by choral
voices from the cottage. II ,he mysteri
Gus student and his wife had been neg
lected by the neighbor, what cared they
Their enduring mutual affection made
their home little Paradise. But death
came to Ellen. Mary suddenly fell sicl
and after few hours illness, died in tn,
arms Of her husband and her sister Made
line. This was the student. second hesy,
affiic.ioa.
days, months rolled on. and the col
ace Of tho beresved was to 81, with III.
sister OF the deceased and talk Of the Iosl
ons. To Adelaide he offered bis widow.
ed heart. Tlis bridal was not one Of rev.
ehy and 'mirth. Yet they lived Lsppi.
", and the rose again blossomed in The
garden. But il seemed as il fatality pur.
sued this singular man. When the roe.
~ishsssd, and the leaf fell, IN the rnsaov
sssarn Of the year. Adelaide too s;ukso.
Cd and died like be, sister, In tbsarms Q.
bsr husband and Madslins.
Psshsps you viii think 4 strange,
yokrg man, thss sNw III, shs wrssehed