The Carolina Spartan. [volume] (Spartanburg, S.C.) 1852-1896, 1857-02-26

and books. One Of The latter was lying
open, and remember well seeing the bead
book mark lying upon that pathetic and
beautiful creation Of Byron-the Farewell
to his wife. Poor Byron!--poor Edward
The floor was not only carpeted comfort,
ably, but beautifully so. Aroundt the room
were hung several ine pictures, one Of
which was lovely to look upon and sweet
to remember. 1t represented beautiful
! girl asleep among flowers, over whom lean.
ed lovingly fair boy with wreath in his
hand, about to place it upon his compan.
ions brow. Beside the feet of the girl lay
a Newfoundland dog, with his eyes fixed
upon the boy, as il fearful that he would
harm his fair mistress. The expression Of
the boys face was perfectly eloquent in the
intensity Of its affection, while the partly.
| opened mouth Of the lovely sleeper, disclos.
ing a beautiful row of pearly teeth, almost
led one TO imagine that he could catch the
soft breathings Of that gentle girl. Need |
tell you, my reader, whose names read be
meath this picture -" ALICE and EDDIE"
A bright fire was burning on the hearth,
before which stood tempting lounge. Tie
mantel was lastly ornamented with porce-
lain figures of fowergirs, specimens Of
mineralogy, beautiful shells, and Q variety
of other appropriate ornaments.
"A black marble clock ticked upon the
fine book case in the corner, beside which
stood music stand and flute.
"Do you know, Mr. f." remarked Ed.
ward, as soon as bad become seated, shat
i appears very foolish in me to invite a
comparative stranger like yourself to my
room, merely for the purpose Of boring him
with the relation OF circumstances with
which he can scarcely be expected TO be in
terested?"
"Say not so, Mr. Mn replied, ''for
| do feel deeply interested in this sad affair,
and would gladly hear the particulars from
your lips, and serve y<d "a any capacity if
| / could.''
Enough! l will tell you all, Mr.. f.;
but before | begin, ALLOW me to offer you
glass Of wine Ny dear sir, wne-strong
wine--is my only relief, and could but
bathe this breaking heart in the juice of the
grape until it were pu!selsss with intoxica-
! ton"
''Be calm, sir, bessech you," said, in.
terrupting him, "are there no other sources
of consolation fer man in his seasons of
darkness and despondency but the lntoxi-
eating bowll'
"Mr. f." exclaimed Edward, ''such re-
marks may do for ordinary cases of imagin.
ed woe, but, Oh! not for Ine.---not for me"
Mr.. M--n," | rep:ieds taking his
hand, s.wliat plague spot IL apon your soul,
which separates it from other menl Why
may you not listen, as becomes the being
upon whom is impressed the indelible sig
nature Of Deity, to the voice of reason
Oh! sir, il is sublime TO suffer and be
strongp II is noble to temper the soul
| TO circumstances, and say tofate-'sTRIKEr
"Well, now" replied Edward, "thats
really a fine speech, and is it not pity that
you have not an approaching anlence?"
"Mr. M-n," replied, | am accns-
toned to expect gentlemaply replies TO
gentlemanly remarks, and invariably leave
such persons as fail to observe tile rule. NY
motives in thus speaking are pure and dis
| interested, but since you seem disposed to
make fun of my remarks, shall not put
you to the trouble of another reply. Good
morning, sir"
would have left the house, had not Edward
apologized for his bitter sarcasm, by ex-
claiming:
Indeed, Mr.. f., beg Ten thousand par.
dons if have offended you, but do not
leave me thus--I was hasty,''
II could not resist the pleading look oi
the poor fellow, so again seated myself
beside him, and waited for his story.
watched him, rs he drained large
glass Of Madeira and lighted his fragran,
segar, and meihinks even now can see his
pale, but remarkably handsome face, and
dark flashing eyes, rs hq turned towards
me on that November morning, and ex-
! claimed:
"Oh! God!--Oh! Aliee!r
Oh! what an expressionlof utter hopeless
ness aud unspeaksb!e woe darkened his
face at this exclamation, and how this gust
of tumuituous and brief eloquence stirred
the depths of my heart
Excuse me, sir" said he, "my feelings
sometimes master me, but am calm now
Bear with me. | must appear very
strange being-but-phsaw! this will never
do for mel"
So saying, he started up from his seal
and fss.Szssi the iiioor 10 aiid fro, evidently
endeayoring to calm his agitated mind.
know not why, bat felt TOO awed 10y bis
mighty but eloquent woe 10 address him,
ard could only sit and watch him. lie
soon became calm, and resumed his seat be
side me, and taking another glass of wine
he turned towards me and said:" viii talk
with you now about Alice.pq
II could only nod assent, for was toe
much Affected TO speak, and even now Che
recoIleetion of this affecting interview i:
sadly painful.
f. INST saw Alice at B., when | wa,
IN my thirteenth year aud she in her ninlh
we became acquainted few days after
and though shy Of me at first, she became
Ia little while quite sociable and much
attached 70 me. As Byron says, she wa