The Wheeling daily register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1864-1878, 1875-07-22

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eternity. Mans wisdom, speak not OF 1t.
AIN tired Of his follies, and resolved to
change the scene
For the camp, the court or cloisterE
demanded Herbert, his curiosity much
excited by the peculiar views OF his com
panion.
'Fol Meth er, replied the cynic. 81
have no delight in blood. The camp
suits not me; no, nor the court. love
Truth for her simple beauty, and can
not lie to fatter favorite. The clols-
ter" he added, musingly; "it may come
to that; there, at least, / shall be free
from the vices of the world, though not
from the infrmities of human nature.
/ But stay; know you where you ar!
Herbert looked around him, and found
that his companion had insensibly led
him to the lane which skirted the wall OF
Alice Walters garden. His heart sank
within him as he recognized the spot,
and he trembled to ask why he was
brought there.
II see,n said Mowbray mourniully,
"you recognize the ground; your eye de-
mands that which your tongue Tears 10
ask; cold as | am, will not tribe with
you. What see you there? he contin-
ued pointing to an old elm, whose trunk
was halt buried in the wall which sur
rounded the garden.
Nothing but an aged tree" replied
Herbert, "whose foliage | have often adj
mircd"
"Nothng else demanded the cynlc.
Look again. All! l perceive you have
found it. he added, as his companion be-
came suddenly and violently agitated by
some powerful emotion. "Iou are right,
it is u ladder"
Herbert involuntarily raised his hand
to his side as if to grasp II weapon. his
companion perceived the action.
"W hat would YOU he exclaimed.
as this your boosted philosophy 1t
may have been left by accldent-or
placed there by some rohber; leave not
the problem half solved; ascend; con-
firm your doubts, or be quit o! them Tor
ever
Herbert cast his eyes upon his
companion. here was mourntul earn,
estncss in their expression, which seemed
to forbid hope. With determined
effort he drew his breath, and ascended
the ladder.
The miser, who for wears hath gained
rem of priceless worth who leaves 1t
for a season, and returning finds his
treasure gone, may imagine what Herbert
felt in beholding his friend and mistress
together in the garden, Mark ) arm
around her waist, her head reclining
upon his bosom. 1t was too much for
reason; his heart sickcned At the sight,
and he would have fallen senselcsS from
the wall, had not the cynic caught him
in his arms.
Lead me from this accused spot,
murmured Herbert, rs his recollection
and self possession slowly returned-"the
grave alike Of love and friendship; you
nave indeed painfully convinced me of
the tallacy Of human happiness.
They walked for sometime in silence,
which Mowbray was the first TO break.
II know" he sand, show vain are all AT
tcmpts at consolation. Your heart hath
received wound which time alone can
cure; yet, il yo will but reflect how worth
/ less
"Holdr exclaimed Hebert; "the con-
/ viction that they are unworthy OF my
love pains me more than their loss would
have doue; for in the grave | might have
loved them still Had Alice but dealt
ingenuouslv with mc-had Mark but con-
tessed hi. passion, painful rs the struggle
/ would have becn-l think feel could
/ L,ya rn.iyncd hpr-but now
ais it impossiblcF interrupted
Nowbrav. Examine well your heart.
| To recain your friend, TO find him UNI
worthy oil your love, to make Alice
happy, could you resign to another the
crown, the prize OF your manhood
the object of your dearest wishes?
~ think feel | could" replied
Herbert. point out my path; relieve
me from the disgust of my fellow crca-
lures, which threatens me almost with
madness, restore to me my friend, true
AS nv heart first found him, and | re-
nounce my Alice-friendship shall con-
sole me for the loss of love; better resign
| one than be wretched in both
"You ask more than | can reasonably
promise, rejoined his companion; 81 can
| not change the heart Of man, but can
! arm you with line to sound It's depth,
to try its every bearing, guide you to its
| Utmost cell; and if one spark Of virtue re-
main, force it to pure flame once more.
But YOU must follow my instructions to
the letter: word-a look would rum all
Herbert promised to be guided by his
| advice.
Its we'll" said Mowbray. walk
with me through the cloiste:s, and | Will
impart to you my design
For more than an hour the latter ana
{ Herbert remained in deep conversation;
I ut last they parted, and in few minutes
the outraged lover and 'insultcd friend
was buried in the solitude of his chamber.
Early in the morning Mark arose from
/ his feverish slumber; the knowledge OF
his treachcry weighed heavily upon him,
vet he was determined to pcrseverc; the
! thought of rcsigning Alice never once
entered his imagination; with him love,
like friendship, was selfish passion, with
/ out one generous sentiment; he'sought the
chamber of his injured friend, and found,
to his surprise, the lamp still burning
Herbert was seated Mt the couch, earnest.
/ ly bent upon completing a sketch before
/ him.
GLOW is this?' exclaimed Mark. "Up
all night! What have YOU been dong,
| Herbert
"Working Mt my sketch. answered the
youth, with Il melancholy smilei "the idea
struck me last night, and | am detcrrnln.
I cd Ia finish my task. What think YOU OF
the progress | have made?'
Mark approached the chair Of the artist
! to examine it nearer.
ADO YOU comprehend the design in
quircd the painter. "Does it not strike
/ you?'
"Pretty," replied the treaherous youth;
/ dis it from some taller
"You shall hear; YOU see the figure on
/ the couch-observe the languid position
of his limbs the psleness of his cheek
contrast them with the determination OF
| his brow and eye. 'Tis a noble Greek,