Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1869-01-14

haps. from the iliustrious name she could
but associate with that beloved mothers
unhappiness.
1t were presumptuous, with the little
inaccurate knowledge of circums ances
we possess, to Judge between the la-ma-
ted pair whose love was 30 soon turned
into bitterness, between the lli-fated pa
rents who parted over the cradle OF theif
6rst-born for the husband made his sor-
row melodious. and sung it over Europe,
made the four winds of the earth sound
his wrongs, maie genius and death, and
immortality his avengers but the vile
set her teeth hard, and was still. No. we
cannot Judge between these two, yet we
cannot but think how differently al iHss
have been, in their lives, and in the life
Of their child, if the husband had been
true, or if the wife cesid bEvs aesa for
giving.
'Of ell sad words Of tongae or pen,
The sadde5t are thesa-'E, mig have been. =
Afterward | questioned the hous keep
er Did Mary Chaworth-Mrs. Mus
tcrs-ever visit Newstead 7"
"No-she was an invalid for some
years before her death. very melancholy,
and said not to be quite sane, but her
daughter once spent We k or two here
P.or Mrs. Musters maio sad end
During the Reform Bill riots, when the
mob burnt Nottingham Cas,le. out of
spite against the Duke of Newcastle, they
attacked Mr.. Musters' place. for he was
very unpopular with them, and Mrs
Musters escaped in her night-c!othes, and
Law concealed in the strawberries for sew
eral hours. The fright quite craEed her,
and the exposure made her more serious
IL III, anI she died soon after. The mar
riaqc. like that Of my Lord Byron, was
uulIappy. Her husbsnd, Nr. Jack Mus
tiers, was jovial, fo.-huatlng gentleman,
foad Of his glass, and fondcr, doubt, OF
his horses and dogs than of her, though
she was beautiful lady in her youth
Her daughter. who was very lovely young
lady. seemed to like to talk of Lord By
ron aud her mother. | came upon her
once, ip the old Abbey church, reading
that poem that tells Of their love, of his
unhappiness, aud of the ladys madness ;
and the poof girl was crying bitterly /
saws to her, Just to comfort her My
! dear young lady, if that Dream had M
been true, and if your mother had mar
ried my Lord Byron, Instead Of your
papa, where would you have been now?' y
The condescendIng old gardener, in
leisurely conducting US through the ga
den and strawberries, flvored us, st several
points, with citations from Byron, CIV.
en- IN . style most appropria:e-for a gar
dsner. lie began a. the oak planted BY
from Aberdeen
.'Young hoax, when planted thrss deep in the
"a oped tbs, thy days would be longer than
mine, etc.
/ In showing US the tree in the bark O
which Byron had cut his name and that
! Of his sister Augusta, he related two rath-
er singular incidents. He said that
wear or two before, certain famous
American Snowman came to Newstoad
aud had the assurance to onor Colonel
W,ldman Eve hundred pounds for ths
p,eco Of bark bearing that precious letter
tering, meaning, of course, to cut l
away, and carry it to America, ane
tha, Colonel Wildmsn. justly lndig
naat, then aud there, by peremptory
orders, considerably shortened tina
gentIeman's visit to the Abbey. | doub
ted tue identity Of tue alleged offender
who is charged with more sins of this soF
than he was-ev~r cilued TO, or over con
ceived Of but whoever the curiosity
moncer was, it is certain he "barked VI
the wrong tree" this tlme.
the other incident was the actua. carry
ing off, stealing Of two or three letters 0
the inscription Th's theft was sccom
pli.hed by young English or Irish wo
man, apparently lady -wuo came to tn
Abbey TO solicit Colonel Wildmau's sub
,crlp.Ion to volume Of poom.. Th'
Coloue! was out dri.lag, and wnlle sh
was waiting his return, she WAS all'"e~
10 r.uDle ia the grounds, aud she va
last seen standing III poetic ecstasy De
fore tast sacred tree. Then sac mus
have committed the larceny with her pen
knife. or "a bare bodklu." Tls loss va
not discovered till the next day, when |
was as.crtaiu.d that the poutis th!ei ha(
called Tor Duolln She WAS not pursue
across the Chanuel, and the poor msSte
of Nswstsad could sing, With his ILLUS
trloas predecessor,
M bsrk IS on the Sea.
Since that fatal day this tree, whic
one might fancy the family sree' OF n