Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1859-02-04

NEW LEAF FROM WELL-KNoWN HISTORY.
We recently published a letter in which
Harlow Case, the defaulling Collector Of
Sandusky, announced the decease of the
unhappy woman who had accompanied
his fight, and implored the forgiveness
Of her husband Under the title we
have given above, amissionary cOrrespon-
dent of the Boston Waterman and Re
aector describes an interview with the
guilty pair, which took place shortly be-
fore death hurried away the mother and
the child whom she had made the com
panion Of her wanderings The subject
is painful one, but the writer describes
so feelingly and truthfully the self-in-
ficted misery Of Case and his partner in
guilt, that we reproduce his narrative /:
What though the spicy breezes
Blow soft o CT Coylon's isle,
Though every prospect pleascs,
Aud only man is yilcT
Curiously enough, was just repeating
this stanza, when my new acquaintance
called for me. / had met him while on
a business visit to Ceylon, as a country
man of mine, and was pleased with the
opportunity that afforded me more in
innate personal knowledge.
| thought myself fortunate in falling
in with SO agreeable gentleman, and
considered his face and manners pecu-
liarly refined On our second meeting
noticed a singular restlessness of the
lips, and disposition to be constantly
on the move, shown in the tapping Of a
light bamboo cane, or the motion of foot
or hand.
These things, however, did not strike
me as singular at the time, but coupled
with what | afterwards learned were
certain evidences that the man felt al
ready the gnawing of the worm that
never dies.
One forenoon we left the little seaport
town where | was soiourning, and rode
short distance into the interior Of the
gorgeous island Most glorious were the
surroundings on every hand With a
tprodigality quite undrcamed Of by the
inhabitants Of a colder cline, nature bad
showercd her most exquisite floral gifts
everywhere. Trees loaded with sweet
smelling flowers, their intense colors vie
/ ing with the foliage of richer green,
from out Of which they smiled; tall cac-
tus plants, with crimson, goblet-shapcd
blossoms; lilies, gorgeous in the queen
( ly uhfo!4ing Of form aud color--eyory-
thing rich, lavish, wonderful meet oui
eyes, Toasted to fulnoss with this tropical
I Insurance.
"Ihat is my house" said my new
friend, pointing to low rooted cottage,
surrounded by wide verandah, from
whose clinging vines sweet odors were
flung upon the soft atmosphere; but
from the moment the words were uttered
his sociability departed
Within the cottage enclosure were
walks, bowers and fountains Chastc
statuary was dispersed over the grounds
with most charming effect. The house
seemed almost fairy structure, rising il
the midst Of flowers and foliage. AND
the man who sat beside me, whose smile
mounted no higher than his lips-thC
dreamy far-looking discomfort in his eye
growing every moment more perceptiblC
was the owner of this Eden-ike home
We were met on the threshold by O
lovely child Of some eleven summers. 49,
Her hair hung in curls. Her eyes par.
ticularly lustrous, yet mOurnful in beau
ty, and on the young brow ! seemed tc
see a something shadow Of sadness
an unchildlike quiet, as she greeted my
new friend
Dressed in pure white, she glidod in
before us, and to her was left the duty Of
entertaining me, while Mr. G., oxcusing
himself in the remark that sickness ne.
cessarily called him away for a half hour
or 30, left the room.
els your mother very unwellf" !
asked Of the little girl, who, with those
shallow-flled eyes Of hers, was regard
! ing me gently, but attcntiycly.