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| umph over all. Allan Graham soon found CHAPTER X.
himself on the high road to distinction. Allan GRAHAM was the descendant of a Meantime his only son grew up, the pride of noble Scottish family, which, although it had his father, and the admiration of society. become impoverished, was still proud of its Young, handsome, accomplished in all those ancestral honors. Sir Robert Graham, his subtile arts which please the eye and engage grandfather, had spent a princely fortune in the heart, young Allan soon became a favorite remodeling and refurnishing the old castle, in the circle in which he moved. His figure which had been rendered illustrious by the six might have been taken for a model of Apollo, weeks' residence of a Scottish king. The arms his face as the beau-ideal of manly beauty. of the McIntoshes, the Montroses, and the The gentleness of his manners, the seductive Stuarts, were quartered with their own, and the tones of his voice, his enthusiasm for the grand leaves of the family tree had never yet been and beautiful, and his brilliant talents, riveted blighted by cowardice in the song, or infamy | the attention and ensnared the heart. and disgrace in the daughters. Yet the money Years flew by, and the junior Allan Graham lavished so profusely in endeavoring to prop was left the sole representative of his ancient the falling towers, and cement the parting family. His father and his uncle had paid the stones, had failed to preserve the cherished debt of nature, and the young heir to the edifice from decay, and Sir Robert found, on wealth and honors of the Grahams, found himhis death-bed, that he had little to bequeath self, at the age of twenty-one, alone in the his children, save a spotless name and a few world, with nothing but those talents for acres of worthless land. His eldest son, James, which he had been so much lauded, to support inherited these, and his youngest, Allan-who him. The last letter of his father lay open be. had long fixed his eye upon the New World as fore him, in which he bade him seek the hand a fair opening for his ambition-resigned all of some wealthy American lady, by means of claim upon the estate, except sufficient to sup- which he could restore the honors of his ply his wants until some path to distinction ancient family. “Marry the young heiress, might be opened. He was a man of refined Mary Stanbrook. She likes you, my boy.. manners, liberal education, extended views- | Your romantic love for any one else is mere a calculating philosopher, an acute observer, nonsense. Mary's money will gain for you: an eloquent orator, and an ardent politician. more than whole years of toil. Let money be, The star of his destiny was as yet obscured by your object, my son. Without it you are : adventitious circumstances, and the difficulties nothing. That will assure you a welcome of his position. But mind, mind, was to tri- | wherever you go. Genius, talent, enterprise
what are they without this talismanic charm ? load of sorrow, which neither time nor distance I have failed to attain it; you, with your many can remove. To remain here, and see her the personal attractions, may secure it. Let every wife of another, is more than I could bear. thought, every feeling of your soul, resolve Yet I cannot leave without, at least, acquainting itself into the one desire for money! money! her with my misery-the hopes in which I have money!”
so vainly indulged, and their total overthrow. "And so,” thought young Graham, “I must She shall, at least, know that I have loved her.” Aling aside my glorious dreams; I must cease He then sat down and dictated the farewell to dwell in the bright regions of poetry and letter, of which Clara had spoken in her letter imagination ; I must come down to the realities to Inez. He had supposed it the last he should of life ; study the practical instead of the ideal. ever write. But years had rolled on--years of Oh, how I could dream away my existence trial and vicissitude, of mingled pleasure and among the romantic scenes of Italy, with one pain--and he had returned to his own country, fair spirit as my minister.' But oh! this sordid a lonely and miserable man. The interview dross, for which we must sacrifice everything; with his former associates had revived old rethis terrible, but necessary evil; this damper collections, and again he took up his pen, to upon ambition; this leveler of the intellectual appeal to the sympathy of her whose loss he with the ignorant--the really great man with had so much deplored. Clara received the the common hind—the philosopher with the letter, and wept over it long and bitterly. fool! I hate, detest, but I must court you. But a distrust, nourished by acquaintance with Must! Is there, then, no god-like ambition the world, prevented her from replying to it kindled within me? Am I to be classed with as her heart dictated, She had cast the idol these brainless dogs, who would lick the very from her heart, and feared to receive it back dust beneath the feet of the wealthy ? Away! again, without better assurance that it was I will not. But, then, here's the difficulty-I can- worthy to be cherished there. not live upon air; and here is money ready to “I answer your letter,” she replied, " for I drop into my hands, with a fair encumbrance feel it will be a relief to my own feelings,
-a doll—a mere ninny, whose thoughts are while it will at the same time prevent any merged in her cashmeres and her silks! A further petitions, which you must know enough flitting shadow-a moving automaton-a mere of me to be aware will be fruitless. I have puppet of fashion, who will talk to me in the known misfortune, and been obliged to exert morning of her intended calls--in the evening, the talents which nature gave me to obtain a of the scandal gathered during the day, and support. I inherited the poetical genius and her proposed route for the next; wondering ardent imagination of my father, and have who will give the next party, and whether Mrs. been indebted to my mother for the earlier A., B., or C. will give the most elegant supper. part of my education. My own restless deMy study, if I have one, will be turned inside sire of acquiring knowledge completed the out, to accommodate a card party; my books rest. I have practised the arts as a pastime, and papers scattered to the winds. If I remon- and learned most of the languages without a strate, I shall be told that she brought me a teacher. I have studied nature in all its beaufortune, and she is resolved to enjoy it. No tiful variety of forms, and imbibed philosophy sympathy with my pursuits--no intellectual from real life. I have passed through life de resources no companionship! What a differ- pendent upon my own resources, experienced ent lot should have been mine!” He took a many misfortunes, endured many trials, and miniature from his bosom, pressed it passionate-often suffered the stings of poverty. An orly to his lips, and his whole frame shook as in an phan, with few friends to protect me, I have ague fit, as he inclosed it in a case. and locked been exposed to all the dangers which assail it up in his cabinet. “There,” said he,“ lie the young and inexperienced. That I have all my buried hopes. Clara! with you I might escaped them is owing to no merit of my own, have been happy. You, you alone, awoke the but reliance upon a higher power. I have energies of my soul, when they were sink- been often rudely awakened from my dreams ing beneath the stagnant atmosphere I had of happiness, to find friendship but a breath of breathed so long. Leave you! forget you! summer air, and love a shadow. Though What have I then left to think of with plea- bright at first, one rude blast will change their sure? Yes, I will marry, and fly from the glowing dyes. I have experienced the wreck · scenes of former happiness, bearing with me a l of hope and blight of heart too often to trust to them again. I have sighed for fame, to find will never marry one who is not willing to beit a passing sound, incapable of healing the come an American in everything. You are wounds inflicted by the world upon the proud one by birth, and yet your ambition is to be and sensitive spirit, and have turned from all considered only as a scion of a noble race-not to weep over my own foolish fancies. Yet, a as a citizen of an infant, yet enlightened Rebeam of light would sometimes dawn upon my public. The faded splendor of your ancestral soul, and the current of my thoughts turn into castles, and the slavish allegiance of your hired that channel which leads to happiness the world menials, are ever present to your view. How, can neither give nor take away, by faith and then, can we ever agree? Facts have shown hope directing me to that region where all at us that a true daughter of America can never last is peace.
be happy, even amid the splendors of a foreign "Farewell! our destinies can never be united. lordly mansion. The lovely and unfortunate You have chosen your own career. A brilliant Ellen Sears, whose mournful history has often one, if you pursue it with that zeal and energy drawn tears from my eyes, could assure us of which are necessary for the accomplishment of this. A title conferred by a despotic monarch any object. Torture me not with vain re- | --wealth gained by the groans and sufferings proaches and accusations of indifference. In- of thousands of helpless peasants, dragging difference! alas! would that it were so. Your chains at their heels, which destroys all the salove for me was a mere caprice, since it had tisfaction they might derive from the successful not sufficient strength to resist the brighter issue of their daily labors—the crushed heart allurements to which your vanity yielded: --the proud form, bending beneath the heavy That I have loved you, I will not deny. It was weight of oppression-the galled spirit, conyou who taught me to look upon life as a demned to quench its kindling fire, and bow splendid dream. To you I owe the only bliss- beneath the yoke of the tyrant, who exults at ful moments I ever enjoyed—to you the misery the thought that he has power to extinguish it; that followed. Yet, do not imagine that the these are pictures which some may delight to love you once slighted will be ever bestowed witness, but with such spirits I claim no comupon another. No, never! No earthly mor- panionship. tal could ever again awaken those emotions “I am a woman, and therefore have no right once excited by yourself. Your image has to enter into a political discussion. By casting been too deeply engraved upon my heart to be aside all personal feeling, I might be able to effaced ; and even in this moment of agony, state my views more clearly upon this subject. at sealing my own fate with my own hand, my But the main point of your letter I have alheart exults in the thought that you have at lowed to remain unnoticed till the last. You last considered me worthy your preference, say that you loved me, and me alone! when although the conviction that I was so, was you married. I would fain believe you, and yet felt too late.
| can find in my own heart no justification of “My grandfather was an officer in the Revo- your conduct. How poor and meagre must be lutionary war, and the patriotic feelings which that affection, which can be so readily sacriinspired him to contend against injustice and ficed upon the altars of wealth! how weak oppression, have descended to his grand-chil- that heart which can stifle its better impulses, dren. Though a woman, I have imbibed the for mercenary considerations ! Perhaps my same sentiments. The love of my country is language is too harsh, but suffering makes us an inherent principle of my soul. I could sometimes unjust. You have requested one never love one who despised her institutions, interview previous to your departure for Euor was not prepared, if necessity required, to rope. Jf, after the perusal of this letter, you fight under her glorious banner. You love still desire it, it is granted. A few friends foreign aggrandizement ; I love Republican sim- will visit me to-morrow evening; it will gratify plicity. Our views being thus diametrically me to see you of the party. opposite, we can never agree in opinion. Il
advantage pictures by West, Sully, Cole, CHAPTER XI.
Inman, Page, Allston, Thompson and others,
Inez, who arranged the draperies of the winLady of star-like loveliness! to thee Well might the raptured gazer bend the knee:
dows, that they might fall gracefully on each Well might all Europe wonder at the charms
side of the divans and ottomans of American Which were New England's boast! And yet that face
manufacture ; for Miss Legard despised the That form so perfect in its native graceWhat are they to the bright, o'ermastering soul,
practice of importing foreign luxuries of this Illuminating all? Italia's pride
kind, when they were to be obtained equally The “ bending statue that delights the world."
well made in her own country. Were it instinct with life, methinks would lose Half its attractions, should the lips betray
After the lively girl had completed her arThat mind was wanting there; but thou,
rangements, she called Clara to admire them. With form that e'en Praxiteles would worship,
“ There,” said she, “I think the books on the Joinest to it that nobility of soul
table will suit you. I have put Tom Moore Those simple manners, and that magic sweetness, Without which, beauty, bright as poet's visions,
under a volume of Hoffman's poems, Byron Loses its greatest lustre !
under Park Benjamin, Pollock's Course of What a contrast in the glare, and splendor,
Time under Robert Tyler's 'Ahasuerus,' and and frivolity, and attempts at fashion, in Mrs.
Schiller and Goethe are obscured by the Fortescue's gay mansion, and the unobtrusive
• Voices of the night,' Bryant stands alone, by simplicity of that of Miss Legard ! Instead of
particular desire, and Colton's "Tecumseh' crystal chandeliers, French hangings, Persian
lies by the side of Walter Scott's · Lady of the
Lake."" carpets, and foreign luxuries, there were books to instruct the mind, pictures to delight the
Everything that could please the eye and
gratify the taste was collected for the evening's eye, and busts and statues to gratify the artistical taste. Groups were passing to and fro
amusement; Members of Congress, throwing through the rooms, conversing or admiring the
off the cares of state, seemed to have broken works of art scattered around in graceful pro
loose from the shackles of faction and the fusion. The hostess herself receiving her
bickerings of party spirit, and enjoying, to their
| hearts' content, the hilarity of the present guests as they entered, with a bow and smile of welcome. There was no effort to appear
moment. Stern brows unbent, and the wrinfashionable. No affected finesse, to engage
| kles of thought were smoothed to complacency. attention. All who could enjoy the refinements
The poet, who, in his solitary garret, had
| toiled all day for a bare subsistence, here enof life and the pleasures of literature, made
countered no haughty frown of upstart pride, themselves at home without reserve in the
no reflection upon his humble apparel, no apartments of Clara Legard. There was the perfect ease which education alone can give;
ribaldry and contempt. As the flower opens
to greet the genial rays of the sun, his heart and vice shrank appalled from the dignity of virtue. No dragging on of long weary hours,
warmed beneath the smiles of beauty, and his
genius received new impulse from the breath spent in examining each other's dresses, the
of applause and approbation. arrangement of the hair, and the quality of
Scandal found no field for the display of her the ornaments worn; no longing for supper and
powers--envy no object for her venomed darts. champagne, to elevate the spirits! The rarest
The heartless minions of fashion were awed by flowers were arranged with taste about the room, and shed their fragrance upon marble
the superiority of the great, the learned, and
the wise, and retired into the sphere of their busts of distinguished American statesmen.
own insignificance. Wit sparkled without the On one a wreath of laurel had been placed by
aid of sarcasm to give it zest. There were the the fairy fingers of Inez—the aerial spirit of the
pleasures without the forms of artificial life. scene-as if to distinguish it above all the rest.
Inez passed through the rooms, leaning upon the Patriot-Father-Friend
the arm of Frederick Howard, diffusing her Chosen by Heaven, to defend
smiles, like sunbeams, upon those of her acHis land."
quaintance who were present, thrilling every It was Inez who arranged the books upon heart with pleasurable emotions, and adapting the marble centre-table, taking care to give
herself to the peculiar tastes of all. At length the authors of her own country the precedence. they reached the upper end of the room. Saucy girl! It was Inez who placed the lamps where the harp of Miss Legard stood. Here in the most favorable position, to exhibit to she seated herself upon an ottoman, and How
That, ever changing, fitted o'er her face."
ard, spell-bound, took the vacant seat by her "Shall the land where Kosciusko for liberty bled
Where PULAKI-oppression's foe--fought to defend her, side; and then he thought, as he gazed upon
Feel the sin of ingratitude rest on her head ?"
"Ah,” said the young Pole, who had lis" "Twere easier far to paint the hues of heaven,
tened to her conversation, “there is a time When morn, resplendent with new glory, wakes;
when all our thoughts wander back to the past Or steal the varying tints by sunset given
To the gold-crested wave, the while it breaks, as their nourishment. This is a dark moment;
for it comes only when we cease to be excited
by the brilliancy of the present or the hopes of And
the future. This time came but too soon in Who could blame if he loved that face
the life of the exiles. Wandering and alone, Ere his eye had twice beheld her;
our only treasures are remembrances."
“What a pity,” said Clara, “ that the lite
rature of your country is so little known among And yet no word was spoken of love-no ex- |
| us. Its flowers are also trampled in the dust planations made between them. As for her,
| by the foot of despotism. And yet you had she was so happy in the present that she
| your national literature." thought not, cared not, for the future. And
“We had. The poetry of Poland is her he, although longing to give utterance to the legitimated
to the legitimate daughter. She has all her charactumultuous hopes which filled his bosom, yet
yer | teristics-gay, melancholy, warlike and patrifeared to hazard all by a premature disclosure
otic." of his love. For the first time Inez felt em
"I have a translation of one or two Polish barrassed in his presence. The recollection of
songs,” said Inez; "and although the tone is what had passed at the picture gallery, her
sad, the sentiments are beautiful.” foolish agitation, and her inability to account
“Pray gratify me by repeating them,” cried for it in a satisfactory manner, all tended to the young Polo, bending on her his dark eyes, damp her usually animated spirits. The ap
Po sparkling with animation. proach of Clara was a relief to both. The
“Do, and gratify us all,” said Howard, in a spell was dissolved, and the sight of her harp, low voice of earnest entreaty, perceiving that which stood in one corner of the room, bring - Inez hesitated, not from unwillingness to oblige.
ng to his memory the ursu evening ne nau | but from timidity. met her, he turned the conversation upon the
| “For my sake, Inez,” said Clara, pressing subject which had then occupied their atten- her friends hand. tion. “So many delightful associations," said |
Thus encouraged, the lovely girl repeated she, "are blended with the thoughts of one's
the lines, while her expressive countenance country, that the heart which is insensible to
gradually lighted with enthusiasm as her its glories, is not worthy of breathing the air
courage gained strength from the beauty and of freedom. Yonder Italian is, no doubt, con
fervor of the language. trasting the glorious results of our revolution
She ceased; and the tears of one among the with the disastrous effects of his own. The
company, and the admiring looks of another, one attained through the persevering exer
bore witness to the effect produced by her recitions, self-denial, and unequaled bravery of tation. The young Pole, when she had finished the people ; the other lost from a want of na
the poem, suddenly started forward, grasped tional enthusiasm. Yet the sons of Poland
her hand, and pressed it to his lips. He would deserved not their fate; and the fire still kept
have urged her to repeat more, but at this moalive in the bosoms of her exiles will, I am
ment Allan Graham and Cornelia Stanbrook confident, one day burst forth with renewed
entered the room. vigor to the confounding of despots and the
Clara was about complying with a request restoration of their own rights."
from a large number of the company, to favor .“ Heaven grant it,” exclaimed a Polish gen
them with a song, when the mincing tones of tleman, who had heard with delight this eulo
Beaumont's voice, who approached to pay his gium upon his country. “Though the torch
compliments, interrupted her; and at the of liberty was first kindled in America, the same time Miss Cornelia Stanbrook said, in a train was well laid to receive it in Poland.”
tone of great condescension, “And what country should more sympathize “Miss Legard, Mr. Graham wishes to be in her troubles than America ?" replied Clara. I introduced to you."