The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1876-11-09
A BEAUTIFUL MANIAC.
Scene on Board a Virginia Train
Of Cars.

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Scene on Board a Virginia Train
Of Cars.
The Charleston West Virginia) Cour
Ter relates that recently en- the morning
train from Pittsburg eastward there
was a lady closely yelled in the cars.
She was dressed in the pursst white,
wore gold bracelets and evidently be-
'onged to the higher circles of society.
Her figure was delicate and exquisitely
symmetrical; and when she occasionally
drew aside her richly embroidered veil
the glimpse of her features which the
beholder obtained satisfied him of her
extreme loneliness. Beside her sat
gentleman in deep mourning, who watch
ed over her with unus ual solicitude, and
several times when she attempted TO
rise he excited the curiosity of the pass
engers by OBTAINING her In her seat
Outside the cars all was confusion;
passengers looking to baggage, pOrters
running, cabmen cursing, and sill the
usual hurry and hustle ate nding the
departure of a railroad tr-in. One shrill,
warning whistle from the engine and
we moved slowly away.
At the first motion of the cars the
lady In white started to her feet with
one heart-piercing scream, and her Bon
net falling of, disclosed the most lovely
features ever contemplated. Her raven
tresses fell over her shoulders. Clasping
her hands in prayer she turned her dark
eyes to heaven What agony was in
that look! What beauty, too, what
heavenly beauty, had not so much of
misery been stamped upon it A las
that one glance told melancholy tale.
Her brother, the gentleman in black,
was unreBitting in his efforts to seat
her. He led her back to her seat but
her hair was still unbound and her beau
tv unveiled. The cars ratified on, and
she passengers in groups resumed their
conversations. Suddenly melody arose;
it was the beautiful maniac s voice, rich,
Her hands were crossed on her heaving
bosom, and she waved her body as she
Gang with touching pathos-
She is far from the land where her young
hero sleeps,
And lovsrs are around her signing,
But coldly she turns from the grave and
weeps,
For her heart in his grave is lying!
She sings the wild songs of her dear ma
tive plains,
Every note which he loved awakng-
All little they think, who delight in her
strains,
Hsw the Heart of the minstrel is breakingf
Her brother vas unnamed and wept
as only man can weep. The air changed
| and she continued
! Has sorrow thy young heart shaded,
| AS cloud DER the morning feet
| Too fast have those yOung days faded,
That even in sorrow were sweet!
| If thus the unkind world wither,
4, Tv1r- hat
| Come, child Of misfortune, come hither,
| III weep with you, tear for tear.
She then sung fragment of the beau
iful hymn
Jesus, lover of my soul,
Let me to thy bosom fly.
| Another attempt to rise up was pre-
vented, and she threw herself on her
knees beside her brother, and gave him
such a monrnful, entreating look, with
ulaiutive Save me, my brother save
your sister, that scarcely a passenger
| conld refrain from weeping. We say
scarcely, for there was one man was he
| a man ~ who called on the conductor
! 20 s'put her out of the car" He received
the open seorn of the company. His in-
| sensibilisy to such a scene OF distress
almost dehes belief; and yet this is in
every particular an "O'er true tale.
Should he ever read these lines may his
marble heart be softened by the recollec-
of his brutality.
Again the poor benighted beauty
raised her voice TO one Of the most SOL
| emn, sacred airs,
'tOh where shall rest be found,
Rest forithe weary soul p
| and continued her melancholy chant
until we reached the steamer Mount
Vernon, on board of which we descended
the magnificent James river. His was q
sorrow too profound for ordinary conso-
lation, and 10 one dare intruds go far
upon his grief as to satisfy their Curl
osity
We we're standing on the promenade
deck admirIng the beautiful scenery of
the river, when at one of the landings
a small boat pulled away with the IN
happy pair for the asylum at ---
She was standing erect IN the stern of
the boat, Der head still uncovered, and
her snowy dress and raven tressss futter-
! ing in she breeze. The boat returned
ana tue steamer moved On for Norfolk.
They were gone th1s brother with his
r-etea hsert rhas sister Ei.- tz-
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