The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1859-12-08

" house" must be sustained gave up his
thoughts of PROFESSIONALS darling idea, more
dear to him because he felt, it snstched from
his grasp-to take his fathers place, redeem
the family credit, and drudge in a bank. Final
ly, the old Federalist died aad then Lloyd
seemed to remember the it'll girl who had sur
rendered so completely her b.art into his keep
ing, and TO feel some computct ons about her.
He visited the College towt, nung about the
Professors house in disguises hid an interview
with Margaret, and found fter unchanged, as
loving, as devoted as ever. low that ne came
back to her, after those long terrible years of
darkness, her love became Z delirinm, unrea-
soning, not looking beyond, Only contemplating
its object. 1t was indeed that t
Amor che a nulIo smsio pesdona"
Had he then required her u, become his mis-
tress, she would have yielded, think, though
she would have died, after. Bus he was just
man. in his own hard fashion, an,s so he resolved
to marry her. Yet, because of bis resentment
against the Professor the man who had visited
ignominy upon a Lloyd, it was necessary to
punish him while rewarding his child. You
see the man remembered noshiig of the man
date, Judge mott but essayed to balance the
scales of Heaven in his own napotent errlng
hand. Alb, Beale Lloyd, you have garnered In
bitter harvest from that seed-tme! lie made
swear a solemn oath, by her G, and by her
love- by her future in heaven ar by her pres,
ent in him, never to reveal to any ppey especially
to those Of her own family, witht II his consent,
either where she was, or what ~ras her condi-
tion or aught at all concerning set. be knew
well enough that, in such matters, silence Is
blacker than the worst He knew that thus he
was secure of his revenge, AID he thought OF
nothing beyond it. Body and soal she was his.
She swore the OATH and fed by night with him
from her fathers house. They we're married
under the name of Beale, and removed to a
quiet town near New York, wsere he could
visit her conveniently, and yetasmd any ectdr-
easement This flight broke Completely the
proud heart of John Brown witt gut an e. He
thought his daughter had fallen as Lloyd in
tended he should think he newr inquired for
her, never held up his head aiiesssrds. When
| Lloyd's son Rupert his elder child, was about
six months old, he heard that thesfP roiessor was
on his death-bed, and, seized WITH sudden re-
morse took mother and child &c see the dying
man, and told him all. But the cruelty was
too bitter for even death to smooth. Rising
up in his bed, dying as he was, this proud and
stricken John Brown without the escursed them
then and there cursed them both, cursed them
like n prophet, with ban and shathema and
maranatha, as only a proud, hesrt-broken OLD
man can curse-and then, befoI; they could
be hurried from that awful pres3nce, full In
their sight, he yielded to a preset-eo still more
awful, fell back, gasped, and died And with
that curse flung over her like + j, Margaret
Beale went away-a joyless wife, towing that
she should never again prosper. feeling that
| thenceforth her love was to be sunless and un'
| fruitful to the end. The smuggling OF his
wife was convenient had become q habit, and
LLOYD did not care to change it. lie was too
much absorbed in business to desire an 8 estab-
lishment," and-she did not object, she did not
repiRe. 1t part of her punisii.nent. Even
when, as the children approached N age when
they promised to become comforts TO her, this
concealment made them obstacles, and they
were taken from her, and sent abr7-ad to school,
she still did not object. And, wit al, her hus-
band had ,p9t Iess5ysd 9say sul3le. teE. betyyes
keep the knowledge of it from hes aud 1t was
not until his crime had begun, ixfow months
hack. that he had come to lean u5:on her, and
share life with her at all. But nc had done
this latterly, and not only was the p1or ioriorn
wretch willing to accept the stainlsDs the sake
/ of the love- but she had even C re to con-
slider these DAYS of earthq sake rs ruin the
leeby smiling Indian summer of q Use that had
been until then utterly without sup.'hine
And this was the woman who 1T apart on
the deck of the steamer as she drty rapidly in
towards Genoa One thought, OF Hope, one
dream, only filled her breast, and led some
thing like tears in her dry eyes: 81 :>was gong
to Join her husband and her childre -, % become
part and parcel of their griefs anS 7oys, their
very life, and never to be separated i7om them
again, so long as she lived This ~ all; she
cared for no more; she only prayed, yer, to be
spared until that consummstion. T'ken, joined
once to them, she could lay down er weary
head, and murmur: Now, Lord, let Icy servant
depart.
Something creates stir within ty throng
heads are bent forward a gun is FIRE from the
bow; "voices cry, There it is! t'e bright
eyed Genoese is standing near her. his eyes
are brighter than ever they seem y glisten
but he does not hum the air from Rrasini any
longer he is gazing like the rest.
What do they say2'' asks Nh Beale
starting to her feet, eager, tremblir i what
do they mean?
The cry of mingled voices grow. stronger
" Genes = GenuaS Geneva -G eno : city Of
palaces -
The brighteyed Genoese, swelling 18th pride
and love, cured of his nostalgia hat =, grand
turns to her. and waves his hand: =" -Choldl II
is Genova-Genova la Superbal"
In America, he is but six-penn gruiterer
vending oranges and figs; here, he { a fellow
citizen Of Andrea Doria, son of I'll Proud
a child of the Superb
Yes, it IS Genoa f
The coast expands into broad .liue bay
that woos you with the splendsr Of It's sun
shine; palaces, gardens, terraces, gov into
view and now the city, the rival Queen Of
madieval commerce, the matronly r Kama tc
the glttering lascivious Statira, who Queen
of the Adriatic- decaying, yet palatial gradu
ally expands, and rises up before Il s. eye, a
pile of white gorgeous architecture, ,of. over
roof, terrace over terrace, and blue IN the dis
lance, and lifting themselves most roye above
those clustering spires and palaces rise the
olived and vineyarded hills in one glorious am
phitheatre cuddling the city 'twixt their knees,
and seeming to hold out their welcoming arms
to embrace the world that worships them for
their beauty Such pure glancing bay, so
lovely in its blue allurng depths so smiling in
its calm golden sunshine; such proud city,
noble in her matronly ripeness, bright in her
smiles, white as bride at the altar, rich as a
Queen in her most queeny and most jewelled
state, and sitting there, throned more royalty
than was ever King In Delhi-the golden
glancing waters her footstool, the cleaning
marble of palaces her ermined robes, the emer
aid olive-groves her crown, the green nobility
of the crescent hills, the fair smiling blue Of
heaven her canopy and purple
aThis is my throne; let Kings come bow to it!
Now the steamer glides within the moles into
the harbor, where are clustered feluccas Of
SMYRNA, briggs of Baltic, steamers of South
ampton, schooners Of Chesapeake, ships from
the four quarters of the earth--not SO many as
so various; that splendid harbor, whence Co
Ilumbus made his first cruise, whence Amergo
sailed for Cadiz, thence to become immortal,
whence once issued the freighted argosies and
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