The New York herald., 1863-08-16
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Tale Of tho Warrenton Olrglnla) white
T. Sulphur Springs.
(From the New YORK Weekly Heraid1
Close upon our court limits lives hermit whose dwell
not cntitle him place living song and hctioa equal
ling any hermit hero Of rhyme or romance, NJ least make
a% wosny ssus notice o r. HIS HIS ps%s S Il. S
house. house 1t may be called, thirty years woman
and bouquet as the story runs. bad sonethine 70 do
with turning his brain He gathers flowers all day ongs
and praes and sings Of them and Of woman be hates
and win not speak 2 any Sne An ofcer designated him
flowing beard, bent form and dress Of the ancient
toga iashon.a living. walking personaton q orOveso,
posdcnce Of Ne~ York Herald. Hetf
Here we have the outlines of strangely fas-
cinating picture which we propose to fill up with
some Of the lights and shadows Of the story, it
was told to US many years ago by dark-eyed
Virginia beauty ON the eastern piazza of the great
hotel at the Warrenton White Sulphur Springs.
This hotel, on the summit of . gentle elevation.
stood in the centre Of pretty semicircIe Of cosey
cottages, or cabins, they called in the South
with the fountain in front, ct the foot OF the hill,
under its "temple-like structure" The area thus
enclosed was tastefuliy embellished with flowers,
bowers, and inviting walks under overarching
trees and little did any Of the devotees of fashion
OF the political stargazers there assembled on
that day dream that within their time "thoughts
of Marus at the ruins of Carthage, and solilo-
quizng upon the grandeur Of desolaton," would
follow visit to the enchanting scene. and that
the buildings around them not in ruins would be
pitted with the marks Of "Sigel's Shells" dis
charged against the advancing hosts Of q gigantic
rebellion.
NARROW, an aspiring young bachelor, was
limb of the law Of some promise, but somewhat
vain of his good looks and accomplishments, de-
votee of beauty and botany, believer in poetry
and moonshine, and full of whimsical notions. At
this interesting epoch Of his career this aforesaid
White Sulphur Spring (for there is only one) was
known more as 'deer lick' than as rendezvous
of the loves. doves, hawks and pigeons Of the Vir
gnia chvalry. It was an accident that brought
the unlucky NARROW at this place to his first meet
ing with dashing young damsel, whose name for
| the present shall be Miss Bette Ftzwilliam. She
was TALL elegant, accomplished, witty, gracious.
generous, sensible, yet capricous and domineering
beauty. She was the heress to one Of the finest
farms of Fauquer county, and upon her marriage
day, to use military expression. would "turn
over" to her lord and protector lot Of one hundred
and twenty negroes, including q large proportion
of first class field hands, several good rough car.
penters, two blacksmiths and Baptist preacher;
and preacher Of the Gospel among the slaves OF
Southern plantation be it known ia. for many sub
stantia reasons, considered valuable institution.
One beautiful day in JuIy-the narrative is given
as received from the dainty lips Of tho dsrk-eycd
Virginia beauty aforesaid NARROW. who had bccn
out poetizing and botanizing (the county courts
for month or two had adjourned). pretty well
exhausted from his wanderings in the fields and
woods, had set himself down upon convenient
log. near the sulphur spring, to rest his wearied
limbs little before resuming lis walk to the dis
tant village. In this position he had unconsciously
passed several hours in examining numerous
| varieties of weeds and wild flowers which he had
collected and in arranging them into the form Of
bouquet. Then bouncing to his feet as with .
sudden inspiration (thc man was even then little
Eighty, and, capping his hands with delight, he
exclaimed, 1T shall be 80! II shall be so Matri-
mony at best is but Q lottery, and this bouquet
shall be my ticket. To the first young maiden in
| the hyAmcnial market who crosses or comes in my
| path this blessed day shall offer these wild.
wood lowers,' with my compliments, and her re-
| cepton or refusal OF them shall consider as fx-
| ing my destiny as Benedict or bachelor
| Strange conduct this for a lawyer in making
up his case; but 80 Il was; and while he was yet
standing in brown study over this momentous
freak Of folly he was startled by the approach
| ing sounds of horses feet, and then by the
astonishing appariton of the beautiful Bette Fitz-
william on her favorte white pony. and without
an attendant She had wandered OF from her
companions she had lost her way. She believed
she was addressing Mr.. NARROW. Would he be
kind enough to show her the road to warrenton.
| OF course he would. and with the greatest joy
Some good fairy Of the forest had drawn Miss
Fitzwilliam out Of her way into his way on
mission Of fate, perhaps to one or to both. Who
could tell /, These woodland fairies, with the
slightest encouragement. delight in making
mortals happy, and, though you may laugh. young
| lady, you may rest assured that this is fairy
visitation by daylight.
| AT that moment heavy shadow passed over
| the setting sun, and the omnous sound was heard
| Of
-The c'oudy groAu
OF distant thunder on the dying wind.
Come, Mr.. NARROW" exclaimed Miss Bette,
| rapidly and earnestly, "show me the road to
| town. or shall be caught not only in the dark,
| but In that coming storm. wish had another
horse. so that you might accompany me and e.
cape adrenching. But you will stop at some
house on the way rather than remain out in the
rain, won't your
"Never mind about me, Miss Fitxwam; shall
| And shelter II necessary" Ascending the hill
to the main highway, he next announced 70 the
| lady that she had only to follow IL in lively
| canter, and short half hour would bring her to
| the village. "But may ask OF the charming
Miss Fitxwilliam the favor Of accepting my rustic
bouquetw
with pleasure, sir. II Is really beautiful. Ac-
cept my thanksfor Il and for the trouble you have
taken to oblige me; and believe me, Mr.. Marlsw,
that hope soon TO see You again. Goodhy."
"Goodby," sweet saint. Were . Hindoo
courier ] should run ct my lady's side. Good