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Tllo world stood still for a UiouBund yours,
Ami cropt for a thousand mora
ThiB wonderful World with whig! fdi onrs,
IJlko tho Moafiengor-uOd ofyofo-
And wiiigod foot and vrlngod waritij
And a wing on its cither hand,
And more than Mercury woro.
It bi'idlos and ridos a furnnocs's foal,
With iron and hammer for sire ; L ,., .
Oi-oat clouds of vrhito from tholr noatrtlfi rollf '
And it foods Its horses lire I
TJiuy arc blooded stook, tho engines swift ; -
Ijonoath tholr hools tho distance drift
Like snows from the Arctio polo !
i n$af GSfc railway StrtQii,
dark, through a wooded
liich stood on a hill su'r-
Old timber. It wits a
lie
her
Alice's slatewfiV
found a trap waiting for us at
and had driven six miles in tin
upland country, to tho house,
rounded by a nark with somo
wet, inflated, boisterous nightgand ve were gratified to
seo the warm light of the windows of tho old family home
appear through tho trees at laM. Charley urged on the
hOrse, and wo soon drew up in front of the house -a square,
1 otnh for table, old red brick nuipion. with a pillared p6r- tag of bells. Ah! there are more things in heaven t and1
Suppose ypii wqtflci Be satiBiltwiBhSvi
. fciftO, many plain, oblong whUdEvs, tall chimney' tops, and
"But 1
blaek, and that is what ' Allio ' would give you with'
slate."
" I think wo lawyers raffiorexposad
ing."
" That is matter of opinidn. You had popular preju
dice on your side, and played upon it to great purpose.
You couldn't explain the raps, and lights, and the rmw-
a Stone coat-of-arms over tho duprway. Two great cedars stone."
earth, Horatio, than are comprehended In Coke and Black"-.
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And down tho parallels play , ' , ;
Thoy marry together tho palms and pinos
A thousand inilos in a, da,y.
The world hns trained a wondorful wire, -
A uorve of a routo for articulate fire, , i
And taught tho lightnings to Sity :
" Dear Mary, be initio !" " Car lotwl of swin6?r
" One tou of ohooeo " " aiaria doad " 4 , t
".toy J It's a boy !" "I'm doming to dino''-' '
" Sond soap " u Slio's married to .Fred, ;
Tho humblest of words liko angels fly : -;,
A thousand miles in tho flash of an eye,
You hoar boibro they arc said ! . ;
Wltat happened at ten you know at tae,
And you away in tho West, .
Thoy distance along tho lightning line
The sun in his goldon rest. J '
Thof talk to-day in andlblo tone,
Tho topograph turns tho tolophorie.
And parted lovers aro bleSt f
Think of a girl in a lonely hour, ,, , ;
No beau hi a forty miles. ;
Sho sits by tho tube of talking powor, ' ' .
She thinks a minute and sutfitaf, --"
I'll call my Jolm," yon fancy hor say, , 4l,
41 Ho iivos but a hundred miles away,
And banish the woary wniioev'
sfcdod sentinel at each end, smtmsproad their black flakes
! over the lawn.
Atr. LoDen, a naie, nearty oit
receive us at the door, and Mrs JPeben mot us in tho lobby,
where Charley was soon ongagdwwith his younger brothers !
ana sisters in a scramble for pgflsents. When i entered
', the drawing-room 1 found a goffd number of people there,
i one or tvo of whom I had it before, and others who
were strangers to me. Kthel DoBerl was tho first to meet
me and shako hands. Sho amci fdrward with her usual
frank manner, and at once intiSjpuc'cd me to another smil
In theaf ternoou Charley Deben and his brother Frank,, ,
who had just came home from abroad, Mr. Heywood,. and.
I took a long walk, and returned to the Hall in time to"
dress for dinner, which was served earlier than usual. ,
At dinner, I found mysolf between Rose Herrick a'uH
Ethel Deben. The meal was a substantial specimen of
old English Christmas Cheer, refined by modern taste'and
science. We were a merry party. Charley Deben aud his
brother Frank were especially entertaining. The host
and hostess looked the picture of good-humored happi
ness ; and the old vicar of the parish, with his ruddy but,
irig beauty who followed hor. fuss Rose Ilerriok. Ethel's refined features, and thin gray locks, smiled again and
friend, 'was a fair Saxon type afbeauty, all roses and lilliee j again at tlie ready sallites of youth, and toasted Ethel with
and dimples. Her hair was fcf a flaxen brown, but soft ! a grave but fatherly courtesy that was almost a benedic
tion.
as silk, and wavv over the tenToles. When she laucrhed
her blooming face was the injfttrnation.' of merriment and
fuflv Another of tho ffuestisf to whom I was introduced
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After dinner we had music and games, dancing andacfi
t charades. Often duriusr the dance mv eves furtively
for the fust time was a youiu squire called Heywood, a ', sought out Ethel, and stole a gaze at her radiant; beauty,
fmo brown-haired, broad-shoulddred young fellow, with , If hor eyes chanced to turn in my direction, I was quidk
many fine, brown and broad irores to match. He looked , to lower mine or avert them. I danced several times with
and was a good fellow. 1 am oblured to coniess ltFbut I .her. and found her ever the same : charmmsr. jrentle, na-
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JMiol41hpm at tho ond of the lin
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hi John ana his ttladfe-We!
His head and hor's to tho wire Inero
And sho sings him Bonny Boon.
He sighs for the only thing amiss ;
lie has no voice, but thon ho eon W8A!
Ho might as well be in the- moon !
For emptier than the oast wind's m0i
. 3s lover's kiss by telegraph S
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felt little desire to converse Witli him. The facf.iE lie , tural. and ti'tie. with anoarentlv no vestiae of aftebtatiou
damped my spirits for a little , while. I was foolish 'enbugh ! in her whole demeanor. Heywood led her to the fiber &
; to feel thfc slightest shade nf Jealousy at seeing him, with-1 great many times, and seemed very attentive to her. .Hei;
I out any reason, I own ; but losre does not wait for reasons. ; manner was at least as gracious to him as to me. If any
On calmly considering the mrtifer, However, I forced my- jealous feeling crossed me, I sought out Itose Henick' as
, self to dismiss any feeling ot Joalousy from my mind, be- soon as I could, in order to regain a proper tone.
' cause i unci no rignt to entp$m it. it ypun
canwoa aaiMtroa-JfiwiftL umoibfoasamfimJiaswia&
, -'Let it be so," I said to myself: aiTtur1mrMrme;!M
as cheerful under the circumstances as it no thoucrht ot even more convivial. It was nofTverv iatB wiloirsvBDro.Ki
Ethel Deben had ever agitated my bosom. So while Hey
wood loungod very close to Ethel! I sat down just as close
to Rose Herrick. We became friends in a moment, and
g jit. tiey- ; Supper was another meal almost as substantial as am-
jsii3t;jmna. i nor. jljv this time. the old vicar aud one or two mare, nan
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very soon we were laughing gaily together over repartees
that seemed to flow (at least, from me,) with unusual
oopiousnoss and brilliancy. The more Rose laughed at
my jokes, the better I was pleased ; aud I was not sorry
to see that Mr. Heywood said little to Ethel that could be
called amusing. 1 fear I was jealous still.
'TYti K f t,il "r, nVYl " oo?rl Rnen Wi ma T
I am by profession a barrister, and as there seems to bo ought t0 tell you your bedroom is tho haunted room,
a popular notion that all young barristers who write their Do you know there is a haunted ruom in this old house,
with a wonderful ghost in it, or voice, or something '?
Ethel will tell you the story. On former occasions the
ghost has made its appearance, or tho voice has been heard
about Christmas time ; so don't be surprised if you hear
r.
experiences, or otnerwise ngure in police uceniuuu, aro
briefless, it may be right to say that I am not altogether
a briefless barrister, having held several briefs, and earn
estly expecting more.
My friend Charley Deben, from the city, came up to my
chambers one da- last December, bringing me an invita
tion from his family to go home with him and spend Christ
mas. I had been a good many times with Charley to his
paternal roof-tree in Essex, and I uever failed to groatly
enjoy myself each time. I liked the old people, and also
his brothers and sisters whom I saw. They wore truo and
natural English country people, who had grown, as it were,
out of the soil, like tho violets- by the hazel-roots or tho
Mav-blossoms on the hedcerows. But there was a seorot
up for the night at least, I do not think it was. When I
got to the sitting room, from which my bedroom opened,
I drew an easy-chair before the fire aud sank into it. I
was in that delicious frame of mind induced by good cheer
woll seasoned with good wine, good company butf above,
, all with love. I was deeply in love with Ethel Peben.
' There was no questioning it. My chamber was a cosefy,
old-fashioned place, with high waiuscoting of carved oak,
blackened by time. There was a quaint look about tlie
ancient place, and seemed to me the very acme of com
fort on a winter night. A fagot fire biased and cracked
cheerily in the grate, and cast flickering lights ou the
! furniture aud damask curtain hangings of the window ;
1 for I had turned the lamp low in order to recede within
my own thoughts. The wind, which had been laid all
day, uoav began to bestir itself and hurry round the chimr
a queer voice talking to you to-night it weird olilu voice, ney-tops. I felt inspired with a poem a poem expressing
lighten me about them
sad fate, and warning you of future ; my present happiness and my love. My heart struggled
i tor utterance, and a feeling ot inspiration grew upon me.
should 1 1 was possessed by the muse. A little writing table stood
things ' near, with writing materials all handy, aud kindly pro-
to en- ; vided for my use by a thoughtful hostess, or perhaps by
complaining of its
ills."
4 1 should like to talk with a spirit," I said,
like to know my future lot at least, one or
about it. I wish some kind augel would deign
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But the days of genii, and wiz- Ethel herself. I drew it close to my elbow aud prepared
ards, aud magic glasses are past, and angels' visits are j myself to write. The thoughts came glowing, but dis
very, very few aud far between." i jointed aud incoherent, from my heart. I wrote them
' HI, nn fliAr otrt trr. " aoifl I?v;rt "iP wa "nlr lmfl i ilmmi oc rtinw mmo intniulinnr fn nut t.linm info vorSH fhmi
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But how about -afterwards. I wished now ou.lv to express my contused
core of my atteotions. The very first tune I met her sho
Qxorted her peculiar influence over me. What young man
does not know tho tender anticipation with which ho looks
forward to meeting the sister of his friend, -whom he has
hoard about more than once before in lovable terms from
her brothor, and who already has excited a gentle interest
in his breast? It is with tins looting that I llrst oucouu
attraction for mo in that homo which outweighed all the QV0S t0s6e them : vouwill believe me yet.
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rest a lumarcu-io'u. l narioy s grown-up sister uluoi mux tho automaton Zoe 9 I have never seen her vet. what lumniness and mission. I covered sheet after sheet in a
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iiiiriy enteral uuu pu&&u&iuu v. tu vuuuub au i wiu is shQ lkov They say tho old automaton ' Jfsyouo' has j few moments with the rapidity ot a siiort-iuuut writer, ana
then I stopped, having worked oil the superabundant feel
ing. I began to declaim to myself what I had written
and to polish it into form.
is sho like ? Thoy say tho old automaton ' rsyoho
fallen in love with her, and is quite off his head."
II.
"Vision of Beauty, gliding- through my life,"
I commenced, in a line and elevatod voico :
I thought very little about ghosts, or indeed any thing
else, when I got to my chamber that uight, I was too
tired for thinking, and very goon went to bed. !Naxt
tered Miss Ethel Doben. I had gone with Charley to his morning was Christmas Day, and, according to :UL nnmo-
home, "Oak Hall," Essex, to spend a week in wild-fowl morial legends and tales, the country ought to havobeen
shooting, and it was then I mot hor for the first timo. lying under u close white coverlet of snow ; tho holly-trees,
Her almost perfect features, hor rich black hair, hor bright with, their red berries, should have been stuffed with the
complexion, hor dark blue eyes, m which truth and ton- powdery crystals, and tho lanes should have looked like
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sweet smile, had captivated my hoar . Succeeding visits , work ot snow-laced bougns. nut our Lnristmas nay was i ww r Z: u Zi r .ofc i l nihtar n?te
u and almost oaimy a green yuie. a ngut gwy log , uw , v . -- - ij i,T.TKniF,
. . 1.1. i.-ii .....li i.. is.. w. i:. .....:! irkCA tr mv fncrt. 1 listonod. and could hardly believe, mv
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catch a light laugh a Hunt,
but yet perfectly distinct.. It
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night before, and there was -a sabbath cjilm about it in , seemed to ue ui ui an-uuu w uVv. . ww , u
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V In the forenoon we all wont to service in the village j ting-book, the mlc-bottle, a pen-holder, and a pen-w.ipor,
ohtuoh. I walked there beside Miss Ethol, and returned ! Tho holder was a representation of Ueopatra s iS-eotilo,
..i.w, .:.u r.-o,, T?or x.ii,n.rrj. ioi. ihh -fiv it nmi nt tho too to insert the handles oi pens : and the
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It was a uoiit lip.
oman s nanu. rue
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wiuui. mat was au uie uiuiu uuuuuuqu. wvmai.
" Htheroal goddess haunting dismal grovos, ;,
Aud bringing to men lost, in tho earthly hastti "v-
A glimpse of azure ttelds and ) Ivory gates
( guidon rlvura.
In the ideal regions, too tuuoh (brgot,
Ulvino Kthel I'
Ethel divine," aud almost
was as much out of nlaco amongst them as a picture ot
Arcadiau life in a laboratory of physical apparatus. It
was rather a hopeless passion of mine, however, for Ethol
Deben was not only beautiful, amiable, aud admired, but
also woll dowered, and I calculated, with legal aeumon,
but at the samo timo with very small satisfaction, that
suqIi a prize as sho was would soon bo carried oft. My
Qiorumstanoes wore, at uest. oniv nronusing. anu i
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so wo did nothavo'much conversation : but it was a happy , and was at the same time a pinoiisUiou,
:, r ... irfi.i onniiiwisAHiiii Aitniiin unil wit-.lml i tlft stihinx in dark rod eloth. with a w
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by a kinder fortune, played a loading part and won tho and asked me if 1 had not had any conimun cations trom j must have &Vnd lSht to -Sft to bed ns
lmfl,l. Rnt filthmwli T lrnnt flftmfnllv iii the back- the spirits during tho night, I mid they might have been , wme, I wasa sleepy tool, and ought to get oil to U.Qiln
ground, I was only too glad to avail myself of Charloy in legions round my night-cap, playing at bo-peep in uy
TtahKn'R invitation to snond Christmas ' in her sooiot.v. 'oars, and pirouetting on my noso, for all I knew or carod,
Like the moth, I was drawn invincibly to tho oandlo, and I was so tired out last night and had slept so soundly.
so I wont down with him to Oak Hall, happy to pee and ' "I seo you are a skepUo," she said ; "you aro spirit,
bo nciir her again, but guarding mysolf cautiously against proof. Even Allio Slade' would not convince you.
hftt.rn.vjil of id.tmi hmmit. " 1 Kill a lawyer I roiuu'u, "auu uiiu w sre uww uu
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Wo arrived at Oak Hall ou Christinas Eve. Wo had
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fiujt as possible ; but the mysterious voiuo again seamoil
to break silence. This timo it spoke, and seemtjd to is
sue from the sphinx, whoso impassive taee regarded ms
with a calm aud rigid solemnity,
"Child of mortals," said tho sphinx, "know that the
immortals brook no comparison with things of clay.
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