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and coat, took his ground, and put him- “I do not take advantage of an acci. self in a posture of defence,
dent, sir,” he said. The Count de Mesnil prepared for the The count rose, with downcast eyes combat more slowly. He certainly evinc. and a burning cheek, and replied, after ed no fear; but there were two or three a moment's pause, “I cannot, of course, slight traits that I remarked in his con- after this act of generosity, think-" duct, which induced me to believe that, “ If, sir," said Monsieur de Villardin, either from the consciousness of having cutting him short, “you are contented to wronged his friend, or from feeling him- go forth into the world again, as one who self inferior in skill and dexterity, he bears the name of villain, and hypocrite, advanced not to the encounter with the and scoundrel-and, I shall then add, same confidence as that which appeared coward—mount your horse and begone : in the whole demeanour of Monsieur de if not, resume your place.” Villardin. When the duke had first re- The count's eyes flashed, and the comferred to the grave which we had dug the bat was instantly renewed, but this time night before, and pointed it out with his with a different result. At the end of hand, the eye of the young count strained four or five passes, with a movement so eagerly upon it for a moment, and it was rapid that I could scarcely see how it was evident that the anticipations the sight effected, though it may be believed I was naturally called up were felt bitterly. an eager spectator, Monsieur de Villardin He was pale, too, and though he spoke parried a lunge of his adversary in such firmly and calmly, I perceived that there a manner as to leave the whole of the was a difficulty in unfastening his cloak, count's person open. He then lunged in and all the other little preparations, return, and the next moment the Count which spoke a mind intensely occupied de Mesnil was lying prostrate on the turf. with other thoughts. I observed, also, At a sign from the duke, I threw the and it seemed somewhat strange, that bridles of the horses over a low bough, he in no degree referred to the cause of and ran up to the spot. The fallen man his present hostile opposition to a man by that time had raised himself upon one who had been so lately his friend; and arm, and with the other hand seemed indeed it seemed that the few short lines grasping at the blades of grass; but he which Monsieur de Villardin had written spoke not, and his head drooping forward, had been quite sufficient to explain all, concealed his countenance. “ Shall I and to make him feel that amity was bring water ?” I said ; but, ere time was changed for ever into unquenchable hate given for an answer, the strength which between them.
had enabled him to raise himself so far, At length all was prepared, and the passed away, and with a single groan he swords of the two combatants crossed. fell back upon the ground and expired. After a few parades on either part, which We stood and gazed upon his still, pale served no purpose but to let each know countenance for several minutes; but it the skill and peculiar mode of fencing of was very evident, from the first look, his adversary, the assault assumed a more that his career was at an end; and, after serious character ; but still it appeared a pause, the duke bent over him and that both wished to maintain the defen- opened his vest. Scarcely a drop of sive, and I plainly saw that, more than blood had flowed from the wound which once, the duke could have wounded or caused his death, although from the didisarmed his opponent, had he thought rection it had taken, it seemed to me fit. In a short time, however, the Count that it must have pierced his heart. de Mesnil, who was of a hasty and pas- “ It is over !” said Monsieur de Vilsionate disposition, and not so old a sollardin--"it is over !
Yet, put your dier as Monsieur de Villardin, became hand upon his heart, my boy; see if it heated in the encounter, and pressed his beats.” antagonist hard, still keeping a wary As I opened his shirt to do so, there hand and eye, but evidently becoming dropped out a locket, which was susmore and more vehement at each pass. pended from his neck by a blue ribbon, At length, in a furious lunge, by not and which contained a single lock of keeping his right foot quite straight, and dark hair. As soon as he saw it, the probably more accustomed to the salle duke caught it up, and unfastening the d'armes than the greensward, he slipped, ribbon, gazed upon the hair for a moand came upon his knee, perfectly at the ment or two, with an eager look. It mercy of his adversary. Monsieur de was certainly the colour, to a very shade, Villardin immediately dropped the point of that of Madame de Villardin ; and I of his sword, and bade him rise.
instantly saw that the demon had taken possession of her husband once more. directed me to lead the animal some disAfter gazing at the locket for several tance in the way to the count's own minutes, he put it by, and then asked dwelling, and then turn him loose. me, sternly, if the man were dead.
as he bade me, leaving Monsieur I replied, that he certainly was, as far de Villardin to return to the castle alone; as I could discover.
and taking the horse by the bridle, I " Then now to our next task," said the brought it to the vicinity of the road duke: “bring me yon mantle and coat. which led to Mesnil Moray, at a spot
I immediately obeyed, and bringing about half a mile from the bridge which forward the clothes of the unhappy crosses the Vilaine. There I gave it the count, I aided in wrapping the body rein; and, though it had followed as therein; and then taking the feet, while quietly as possible up to that moment, the duke raised the head, we bore the no sooner did it find itself free, than it corpse to the grave that we had dug, and darted away as if it had suddenly become laid it there, without prayer or benedic- mad. It sprang at once over a fence, tion. We next placed the hat and sword and crossed the high road, taking the diof the deceased in the earth along with rection of its lord's dwelling, without him; and then, as fast as possible, filled any regard to path. I climbed up a up the pit with mould. Notwithstanding neighbouring bank to watch its course the quantity of earth I had removed the for an instant ; and, to my surprise, saw night before, there was still more than it plunge into the river, and, after sinkenough to fill up the grave to the level ing down from the force with which it of the other ground, and I had four or darted in, rise up again, swim the stream,' five shovelsful more to carry down and spring up the bank, and gallop away cast into the river. When that was
across the fields. done, however, and the last spadeful had There was something awful in the been disposed of, we laid the turf down sight; and I could not help thinking, as again over the spot ; and so carefully had the noble horse bounded away, that there it been removed, that, though the ground was a living witness of the bloody scene was a little raised, it required some ex- in which I had just taken part, that, amination to discover where the aperture could he find voice, would soon call the had been made.
friends of his fallen lord to avenge his “ A few showers of rain," said the death. duke, as he gazed upon the grave, “will remove every trace.”
I replied nothing, but I thought that NEW INVENTION—THE CART the rain of many years would never re
BEFORE THE HORSE. move the traces of that morning's work from his heart or from my memory. In In the month of May 1834, there was regard to the ground, however, I entertained no apprehension of its ever being pushing before him a carriage, guided
seen in the streets of Manheim a horse discovered. The young count himself, in tying his horse to that tree, when he
with much address by Baron Drais, the came on his furtive and evil visit to the author of this new invention, which is dwelling of his friend, had of course se
attended with great advantages: 1. the lected one of the most retired spots that
horse cannot run away; 2. the carriage he could find ; and it was only the acci- is not exposed to the dust and dirt genedental circumstance of my cutting across
rally thrown up by the horse; 3. the from the particular point of the high prospect is not interrupted by the coachroad where I had left Monsieur de Vil
man and the horse; 4. the conversation lardin on the way to Rennes, that had
of the travellers cannot be heard by the caused me to discover the charger in that coachman; 5. the travellers are not insituation, In that spot, too, the turf commoded by the fumes of the tobacco,
etc. The coach-box will be placed on was short, and the grass anything but luxuriant ; so that the shepherds were
the roof of the carriage, behind, and by not likely to lead their flocks thither, at
means of a looking-glass the driver is least till the year was more advanced, by able to guide the vehicle. This invenwhich time all traces of the grave would tion is applicable to carriages drawn by be effaced. The only thing now to dis- four horses. Baron Drais also exhibited
his machine called Draisianne Velocipede, pose of was the horse ; and after examining the ground carefully, in order to greatly improved, which gave entire satis
faction, ascertain that nothing of any kind had been dropped or forgotten, the duke
OF FICTION, POETRY, HISTORY, AND GENERAL LITERATURE.
THE LADY OF WOLFHAMSCOTE. I am both ; and yet you may endure to By HORACE GUILFORD.
hear what I have not fortitude to speak !" (Concluded).
“I am not then, I fear, the only mi
serable ?" “ I am late," said the voice, “and “ Be satisfied, you are not! I am the doubt, keener than hunger, must have most devotedly wretched - --; but stay, fixed his fang on your young heart : you will need it :" and she poured out a but I might not come earlier."
goblet of wine which the young man, Ere Orlando could respire from his aghast, and hardly conscious of the act, bewilderment, Lady Tracy had placed swallowed hastily; then taking a sparing provisions on the table; and she had draught herself, she sate down, and moeven stooped to kindle the fagots, ere tioned the Lord Lovel to a heavy peaked starting from his trance, Lord Lovel arm-chair opposite her. sprang forward, and prevented her in that “ You are a homicide, my Lord !” degrading office.
Orlando groaned, As the curling flame gleamed and “ The man is dead whom your petrobrandished up the arched chimney, and nel struck.” the smoky wood hissed and crackled, " Alas !” Orlando arose from his stooping attitude, “ Peace, peace! for yonder hurricane and beheld the mournful Hyacinth re- should be hushed as a summer noon garding him with an undefined expres- to hear my words! That man was Sir sion, in which horror, grief, pity—he Marmaduke Tracy-was my husband !” durst not think-love strangely strove The Lord of Lovel, if that moment an together.
arrow had quivered in his bosom, could “ You bring me evil tidings, lady ?” not have leapt from his seat with more
“ No tidings are evil to the innocent, convulsive agony than the last words or the desperate! You are neither, and of Lady Tracy inflicted.
“Your husband ? Merciful powers! let me not, overwhelmed with guilt as I Sir Marmaduke Tracy slain ? and by feel myself, oh! let me not suffer the me—me, who but for him
additional misery of having, by one rash Thus far in low, half-suffocated ac- act, destroyed life and unthroned reason! cents, the miserable Orlando gasped Hear me !" continued Lord Lovel, fallforth his horror; but here his voice on his knees, “The crime is committed swelled out in that tremendous ecstasy for which life, be it brief or long, will to of grief, which scripture so pathetically my last hour be a burden! Take pity calls an exceeding bitter cry,' “Oh! I then, both on me and on yourself. Surhave slain mine own soul!” and he dashed render me to my pursuers, they will himself on the floor in a paroxysm of relieve me of my abhorred existence; and anguish, which he neither attempted to you will have the satisfaction of having govern or conceal.
punished (the word will out!), the asLady Hyacinth sate silent, and appa- sassin of your husband !” rently unmoved; for the light was behind Motionless, breathless, stood the Lady her, and, while it flashed full on the of Wolfhamscote; all her passion was writhing features and heaving limbs of gone;
all its fierceness at least had Lovel, completely concealed any emotion vanished ; and, as she looked down on her countenance might have betrayed ; the kneeling youth, the noble ingenuousbut the quivering vibration of the outline ness of whose grief needed not his supof her dress, thrown forward in strong pliant posture, his generous sentiments, relief from the lamp, declared sufficiently and his uncommon beauty, as auxiliaries that her agitation was only less powerful _language must fail of depicting the than the effort which controlled it. She angelic, no! the womanly charm of her spoke in low broken tones, as if, uncon- enchanting aspect. She gazed, she hung scious of speech, she thought aloud. upon Orlando's upturned features with
“ Poor youth! how strong is that fond admiration ; but so chastised with sorrow! What, Hyacinth should be grief, so softened by compassion, that a thine? His wild deed was innocence, saint might have worn her look without compared to thy wilder will! And yet a blush. At length, large beavy drops I do not grieve, I cannot grieve. What rained slowly from those intense eyes of hinders my tears from flowing like his ? light; and as she turned away her head, My groans from drowning his in their without releasing her hand, she spoke in wilder agony ? Is it horror?-is it --? broken hurried tones, panting and palpiDown, down, insulting fiend !- cease at tating, as if every sentence was to be least those hellish whispers; and if thou her last. darest arise, accuse me to my face, and I " Spare me, my Lord! spare me! will confront thee, and dash back the while I hear you I tremble; while I lie, black as superstition ever painted look on you I am mad; but not with thee!"
hatred, but not from revenge! The past Lady Tracy rose from her chair, and is past-duty would forbid my adding to turning full upon the light of the red bloodshed, -duty I say,—but no matter! and umbered fire, stood like some Amazon your life will not recall his. Speak not ! of old, challenging the adversary she Have I not said I dare not hear you!" dreaded, yet defied. Her brow was ele- The wretched Hyacinth spoke the last vated, her cheek burnt, her lips trembled words almost in a scream; and extricating with energy-and the preternatural lustre her hand, walked to the farther end of of her eye—it was a fever to look on it!
the room. Even Orlando paused in his passion,
Lord Orlando arose, and stood respectand for the moment, forgot his own fully apart, with the air of one resolved remorse in the extraordinary expression to take the slightest manifestation of her and appalling excitement of the meta- will for his law; and with the quick eye morphosed Hyacinth.
of female penetration, the Lady of WolfRising from the disordered rushes, as hamscote observed this. if ashamed of his boyish exposure, he At length young Lovel again broke approached the poor distempered lady, the silence. and addressed her in accents of the most “ Since the Lady Tracy shuns respectful commiseration ;- tears in des- inflict the punishment my ingratitude pite of all his resolution rolling down has provoked, it rests with myself to his youthful cheeks, at every syllable he relieve her of so hateful a presence. I spoke.
will myself court the award of justice.” “ Oh lady!” he said, taking her passive “ You speak well, young Lord ! your hand in his, " What words are tliese ?-- presence should be more hateful than
out alas! You know not-and The lady paused, conquered by wonwherefore should you know ? ay, where- derful effort her struggling emotion, and fore should I own it to myself ?-un- then resumedhappy marksman,--that your aim was “ You must perforce abide patiently not so fatal to Sir Marmaduke's life, as here, till such time as I can find means your presence to his widow's honour !" of conveying you safely to the king's
Lord Lovel looked absolutely aghast encampment at ; meanwhile, it is for some moments; but soon recollecting not for me to extenuate the deed which himself, answered with somewhat of hath bereaved me; but I cannot see melancholy pride in his deep faltering your heart breaking with remorse, nor voice.
remind you that this wretched rashness "A lady's honour was never perilled was in some sort self defence; and that yet by Orlando Lovel !"
it was Ignorance which aimed at my “ I told you before, and I say it again,” poor husband. Farewell—I will myself exclaimed Hyacinth, almost fiercely, see that you want nothing while you “that if you stand and look and speak remain here; but, as the only satisfacthus, I shall be mad! and oh! when I tion you can make, grant me this earnest am mad, pity me Orlando ; if I rave, request, that, whenever I visit this lair, pity me, Lord Lovel, for it is thy deed !” you will neither let me see your face nor
She sunk on a chair, and veiling her hear your voice !” eyes with her white hand, concealed the Thus the Lady of Wolfhamscote flood of tears she shed, till her low soft passed from the banquet-house, leaving sobbing betrayed them.
Orlando to calm his excited feeling, and Orlando was now harrowed with the collect his scattered thoughts, as he best conviction that the lamentable lady's might, by the red and sullen embers of reason was shaken from its poise : once the decaying fire. more he approached her, and placing his Several days passed away; and each hand on the peaked back of the chair she found and left the luckless young nobleoccupied, once more be bent over her, man in all that prostration of spirit so and breathed softly the kindest and finely described in that chapter of terrors gentlest expressions of compunction and the twenty-eighth of Deuteronomy. sympathy, in tones that trembled with “ The Lord shall give thee a trembling honest emotion.
heart, and failing of eyes, and sorrow of The Lady of Wolfhamscote listened mind; and thy life shall hang in doubt with a shudder and a moan, but still she before thee; and thou shalt fear day and listened; while her bosóm heaved, and night, and shalt have none assurance of her frame trembled, till her drapery thy life : in the morning thou shalt say shook as in a breeze. It was like evil Would God it were even,' and at even, spirits revelling in a temple.
thou shalt say,
WouldGod it were A length she raised her stately head, morning!!! and with assumed severity, she began
This was no transient ebullition of “When Lord Lovel deems he has seen remorse, but a deep abiding and corrodsufficient of Hyacinth Tracy's weaknessing anguish, which acquired intensity and folly, he will perhaps comply with from time. her request, so natural in such circum- The unaccountable demeanour of the stances, and forbear to make her sorrows Lady of Wolfhamscote, bitterly enhanced more poignant by his vain words !” his self-reproach ; since he, reasonably
With a piteous sigh, and an air of sub- enough, attributed her extravagances dued dejection, poor Orlando withdrew to a brain unsettled by the ungrateful his hand from the chair-back, and was blow he had himself inflicted. quietly turning away; but Hyacinth's
She visited him regularly every night, light grasp already trembled on his mus- with provisions and tuel, invariably decular arm, and with a sudden revulsion of posited her lamp on the landing, and feeling, she said,
departed as she came, in darkness and in Nay, nay! let me not be unjust; silence. and thou, unhappy youth! compas- What might this be but the freak of a sionate one more wretched than thyself; disordered intellect? since, if the sight I know, I ought to say, “Go! and give and speech of Orlando was so distressing life for life'--thine for my husband's--but I to the lady herself, why did she not can only feel, why should thy young blood depute Bright, the house steward, who be poured glowing from thy veins, upon by her own account was in the secret of that which is already cold as the earth it the purpose to which the banquet-house hath discoloured ?”
was applied ?