Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1858-06-02

STATE OF 1eellng, De like Tue WOuIu touCu VI
rude finger upon fresh wound-for the deep
est agony of woe spurns the very idea of peace
or pleasure as an insult to the dear ones dead,
and loves only the blackest folds of the mantle
Of thought, woven by the imagination Of q
measure eless despair.
After some minutes the Colonel became more
tranquil, and remarked, with look tinged with
blush Of shame-"Judge, you remember my
daughter, Maria 2"
"Certainly," returned his friend, with coun-
tenance expressing both pain and astonishment {:
"and also recollect that you took solemn
oath never to breathe her name again, or even
suffer it to be mentioned in your presence
"Alas yes-wretch that was and am!
exclaimed the Carolinian, Quiyering in every
limb, as If under the influence of epilepsy. g.
was wrong" he continued, with terrible energy
"and she was innocent of all offence, save the
act of choosing for her husband youth without
fame or fortune. learned but a few days ago,
from the dying lips of the minister who per-
formed the secret ceremony, that they had been
welded year when discovered the intimacy
between her and young Simons, my oyerseer.
Oh! why did lie not tell me sooner2 Yet my
pride was then SO stubborn, that could not
have forgiven the degradation Of such misal-
lance, even had known the truth"
"What a tale Of troubles!" calculated the
Judge, with an aspect of sadness and commits
seration.
81 have been Informed that they removed
to New Orleans, and your residence has been
IN the city ever since the date of their disap-
rearance. Have you never seen them ?" gasp
cd the Colonel.
lofb onrl,y l,a aI1-ipt
ouent to their arrival" faltered the other.
"Where? How? For the love Of God let
me know the worst" cried the excl, I'd father,
seizing the arm Of his friend with the grlpe OF
an iron vice.
"They are both gone m lnurmured the judge,
with moist eye lids.
At this awful announcement, instead Of stag
gering or storming with his grief, Col. Moulton
suddenly grew very calm; but his Visage, even
to the very lips, looked livid as that of corpse,
and lie asked, in sepulchral tone, with wild,
features. "When did it happen ?'
"At the time which have just mentioned" !"
said the other; "early in the winter after their
arrival. They were buried together in one
grave!"
"In that horrible swamp Of course |" groan-
ed the miserable father.
"No, my friend" returned the Judge; "
had them placed in q handsome tomb, at my
own expense, with their names sculptured on
the marble, and wrote advising you Of the
fact"
"Inever received the letter but, oh how
nv heart thanks you for tue kindness !" respon-
ded the Colonel, again bursting into tears.
As you did not answer my communication,
T did not alude to the subject when We met in
Washington. supposing it might be disagreeable
to your feelings" apologized the Judge.
GBut what became of their child 2" asked
the Carolnian, in a voice of intense anxiety.
"The people near the hut where they died
thought batit,stoo, had perished with the te-
yer few days previously; but Twas unable to
obtain any certain intelligence of the fact, al
though you may we'll imagine that [ made
every possible inquiry"
"Was>it boy 2" sobbed the Colonel.
$50 they told me, as n matter OF opinion;
vet without positive assurance on the subject"
"Where do they sleep?" gasped the father,
weeping large tears, one BY one, like the first
of thunder-shower.
ain the old Catholic cemetery, near the east
ern gate. You can see their names from the
entrance, on small pyramid Of white marble;
aSor' said the Colonel, in hollow whisper;
"I would visit the beloved dust of my injured
daughter alone"
6" How long will you remain in the city?"
"I know not perhaps while remain on earth.
have sold out everything, and am the miscra-
BILE owner Of half milion-more unfortunate,
more utterly wretched and hopeless, than the
poorest rag-picker that lives in the gutter"
III 10 U-ith
and We will do everything that we can to clear
your sorrow; for my family, too, have suffered
bereavement and can feel for the attiiction ot
Others" urged the judge, in tones Of the truest
sympathy. -,
81 am not ungratcful for your kind request"
answered the Colonel, mournfully; but my
home must henceforth be in the solitude OF my
own chamber, where shall always be happy
to receive you. As for myself, I shall never
more lningle with any sort of society"
At the moment youthful, feminine voice
was heard singing, near the door, the words OF
a rude song, in tones Of the strangest yet
sweetest melody and pathos ever uttered by
human organs
"Here are flowers for the beautiful, flowers for
the brave,
Flowers for the bridal, and flowers for the bier;
Here are flowers for the altar and flowers for the
Come, who will buy my flowers, the faircst of The
year?
Guild them in the morning, beneath the break
of day,
When tue silver dews were falling in many a
shining tear;
Here are flowers for the gloomy, and flowers for
the gay
Come, who will buy my flowers, the fairest of the
year Z"
Col. Moulton started, with feelings Of indie
scribatle agitation, as the notes, wild and be-
wildering as those of nightingale, rung through
his brain. The voice, with its rich, thrilling,
bird-like, inimitable music, possessed touch OF
beseeching sadness that fingered in the soul,
and haunted the listeners heart as the echoes
of funeral bell or the tones that sometimes
come in the deep dreams Of love and sorrow.
Immediately the female singer entered the
public saloon, with large basket of radiant
dewy flowers upon her arms; and the Carroll
man felt far more wonder at the remarkable
vision Of her beauty than he had previously ex-
perienccd from the silver accents Of that en-
chanting tongue. She was a slight, fairy-formed
young girl, or rather child, only in her fifteenth
summer, with meek, pale face, musing and
melancholy, and large, mystic eyes Of the
brightest heavenly blue, but sad and thought
full, had almost said saint-like, in tue purity
of their expression. Her long, yellow hair,
cleaning with the lustre Of golden threads, or
like tissue of woven sunbeams, flowed around
her graceful neck and shoulders in shining
waves, and gave her the appearance Of some
divine picture, the representation Of an angel