Wilmington journal. [volume] (Wilmington, N.C.) 1844-1895, 1868-12-25

A merry old fellow
AMI
They say,
cry old fellow
Am l.
care not fig
For the rest of mankind,
No, no, not a fig
Care I.
l play with my mates.
My monkey and fox,
My birds, and thOae
They call gimcracks.
y, care not q fig,
NouI.
He whirled the candlestick around his
head, and flung it from him. It fell as one
would properly place it, and not a light of
its seven went out.
Upon a tripod, or IN less graceful Ian
guage, threelegged stool, stood an i'm
mense thing burning, resembling more a
Pascal candle than any other. A garland
of flowers was spirally wound around it
from the burning head to the end, and
then dropped over the stand into a large
ever of water. Kinglake, with folded arms,
contemplated the sight. He had forgotten
the girandole, his monkey, his birds, his
fox, and gimcracks. He now takes rod
and walks as if measuring his steps to the
candle. He makes q great many crosses,
and signs, and lines. He pauses and looks
intently at the blazing wick. His eyes burn
with an unnatural lustre. VanOrten keeps
his eyes fixed on him. Indeed we three
watched him. He strikes at the huge can
die, and dances round it like a wild In
dian, and chants
Burn brightly, candle, CANDLE
To this point
Then in your Pickering flame
Me tell,
How the flowers
Contained the spell,
Contained the germ of CHASTITY death,
Snuffed up in that
Most fatal smell
Weep, weep, o, weep,
De Kimberly De Kimberly!
We're mine the wealth
Of Ctesiphon,
Before despoiled by
MOslem horde,
I'd give it all
To kill that cell,
To stay the death,
To save the flower,
De Kimbery's
Most lovely bell,
Violet bell,
Dearest thing
My power
No respite
Can longer bring.
Death must come,
Death must come,
Violet dearest little thing.
Death De Kimberly! Violet These
words alarmed me- What had Kinglake
to do with Violet ? I meet the eyes of
VanOrten. He anticipated me. He rush
ed forward and caught Kinglake in his
arms. We joined him.
"Kinglake !! Kinglake Don't you
know your old friend VanOrten
Kinglake was pale as a corpse,
and as stiff. The hidden rocky
cavern, the kennel of Kinglake's love. The
black arising from the candles. lamps, and
rushes. The many curious images scat
tered about. Kinglake himself.
All was picture that challenged an ar
maucer slowly opened his eyes. They were
bloodshot An imperceptible smile,
"Dowered with the hate of hate, the scorn of
scorn,"
fitted across his scowling face.
"Kinglake don't you remember VanOr-
ten ?"
AYE, we'll"
"Pm your friend.'
"No ones my friend. I'm friendless
I'm homeless. Every body hates Kinglake,
and calls him the coil eye. She hates me.
Kinglake was now recovered from the
fright of this sudden invasion of his re-
treat. He mentioned she. I knew whom
ne meant.
"Begone You have no business here.
Kinglake, the Stunned, the desplsed, does
not want you"
"Kinglake Kinglake Remember the
happy days of our youth. We have sought
you to lead you to civilization and happl-
ness"
He scanned Van rten from head to foot.
Civilization Where is it to be found
in these degenerate days? Civilization
Is it to be found in a community that,
instead of lending a helping hand, puts
the heel on the head that would rise, and
sink it deeper in the mire of adversely !?
Civilization Does it consist in telling a
man he is crazy; in telling the town he is
crazy in telling the stranger he is crazy j
in driving him crazy in keeping him
crazy. ALI Kiuglake is not crazy. He
is prosecuted. He is crazy at times. I'm
crazy now, " and he struggled violently to
break from our grasp. tried to paclfy
him. I addressed him.
"Kinglake, I believe in your sanity.
You are strange and do strange things.
Why live here? Why jump around here
like a wild man 4? Why perform these
mysterious rites ?" He replied " Nicho-
las De Kimberly, I know you. Ask no in
formation concerning these things"
he was becoming more calm. We were
now seated, he In the centre. 1t was very
late, nearly daylight. I terminated this
interview. 1 wanted information on one
point, and that would have.
"Come, Mnglake, be candid. Answer
me this Why is it you always avoid
Madam de Kimberly Why is it she holds
you in such horror ?" He was pale before.
He was paler now. -.
"I'll answer your questions on one con-
dition, and that is that you retire and leave
me in peace" ...
We promised. ..-..- ... --..
" I'm a mesmerizer Madam de Kim
berry is clairvoyant. Now leave me-"
The truth flashed on my mind. I saw