The Athens post. [volume] (Athens, Tenn.) 1848-1917, 1857-02-27

virgin queen Of earth, leading her majestic
lord through the lovely bowers Of Edeni
When on the anniversary Of that dread
night of my souls agony, Of dark despair and
new found hope, Of much sorrow aud yet I'M
speakable gladness. visit the long forsaken
room In the now tenantless house where my
Lilly first behed and lost aud found again
kind old Somnus never refuses to conduct me
into the pleasant country of his eldest and
prineely son, Morpheus, where my blithe and
beautiful Lilly always awaits me-with the
same inetfable smile as Of yore she greets me
and together we rove the fowry fields Of
sunny Hope. which We enter through the
blossoming garden of Faith. We commune
not of the past, for dark are its shadows, but
with smile OF joy Lilly often points to the
bright splendor Of a dazzling light in the dis
tant future far beyond the confines of this
dark, rugged world of sim AS each ami.
versary brings us nearer the increasing SPLEEN
dor OF the heavenly radiance, brighter aud
more beauteous is the ineffable smile Of my
joyous Lilly. Wis.fully do long for the in
tervening distance to be traversed, until the
shadows Of the material disappear, that
may gain the all absorbing influence of that
celestial light emanating from that bright
world where my spirit Lilly dwellsl
Such is the story OF the Doctors love as it
is supposed to have been related to the only
person, long since dead, with whom he was
ever known to have had any familiar commu-
nicaton after the night of the storm. Hence
We have been necessitated to compile it from
the legendary traditions prevalent in wild
and picturesque region OF country in the
mountains Of Eastern Tennessee. There are
some persons yet living who recolect the
singular, though rarely gifted being, OF whom
they love to recount wild and improbable
tales to the listening group of youthful audi
tors who draw close to the great log fire while
the wintry winds shrek through the tall trees
around their mountain homes. Yes, there
are those living who remember the terrible
storm, and the death of The beautiful lady,
who the credulons neigbbors thought must
have brought the disease (though of altogeth
err different nature to that of which she was
supposed to have died, that within twelve
months time destroyed many of the neighbors,
together with every member of the family of
the "Great House" erected at much cost by
the gentlemanly old Virgnian who was the
proprietor at the time of the Doctors visit to
the dying stranger The mansion stood in
one of the most romantic retreats on the
American continent; and which the supersti.
ton of the simple people into whose hands
the property fell after the death Of the Ia
mented family for whom it was built, sup.
posed to be haunted. And possibly the an.
nual visit of the strange being who spent one
night each year under lite moss-grown roof,
may have in no degree lessened the convic
ton on their primitive minds, and which in.
duced them to be content in rude cottages
more than a mile distant from the deserted
halls of "the old castle" as it was called,
suffering its elected grounds to go to waste.
long before the crazy Dr. Stephenson Bell.
grave was supposed to have set it on fire to
make his own funeral pyre. This tragical
termination of the Doctors life is only con
jectural however, as no bones have been dis
covered where the old castle was burned to
the ground which could be identified as chose
BELONGING to the Doctor, though many an
antiquarian ginus is possessed of bones appa
rently much burned purporting to have been
digged up at the identical spot of ground
where was the corner of the very room which
the strange young lady is supposed to have
occupied when she entranced. while breath
ing her last, the Doctor, out the scrutinizing
examination of comparative anatonst
would generally show them to have belonged
to quadruped as large as an OK.
REKLAW.