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from the first. 'T was a year ago last side,- but all her money in the Savin's May when she died. She'd been con Bank, six hundred and seventy-nine fined to her bed about a week, but I'd dollars and a half, to Eber Nicholson. no thought of her goin' so soon. I was The doctor writ out to Illinois, an' found settin' up with her, and ’t was a little he'd gone to Kansas, a year before. So past midnight, maybe. She 'd been lay- the money 's in bank yit; but I s'pose in' like dead awhile, an' I was thinkin' he 'll git it, some time or other.” I could snatch a nap before she woke. As I returned to the hotel, conscious All 't onst she riz right up in bed, with of a melancholy pleasure at the news of her eyes wide open, an' her face lookin' her death, I could not help wondering real happy, an' called out, loud and
“ Did he hear that last farewell, far away strong,—Farewell, Eber Nicholson! fare in his Kansas cabin? Did he hear it, well! I 've come for the last time! and fall asleep with thanksgiving in his There 's peace for me in heaven, an' heart, and arise in the morning to a libpeace for you on earth! Farewell ! erated life?” I have never visited Kanfarewell!' Then she dropped back on sas, nor have I ever heard from him the piller, stone-dead. She 'd expected since ; but I know that the living ghost it, 't seems, and got the doctor to write which haunted him is laid forever. her will. She left me this house and lot, Reader, you will not believe my story: -I'm her second cousin on the mother's
BUT IT IS TRUE.
In the golden reign of Charlemaign the king,
He crossed the Princess on the palace-stair,
And so they loved; if that tumultuous pain
His walk; mingling with knightly mirth and game; 4. Solicitous but to avoid alone
Aught that might make against him in her mind;
But Love, who had led these lovers thus along,
Seeking the Princess' door, such welcome found, 5* The knight forgot his prudence in his love;
For lying at her feet, her hands in his,
The castle-bell! and Eginard not away!
A dozen steps ? a gulf impassable !
Bare to the sneering eye with the first light;
And, with the thought, they kissed, and kissed again ;
But Charlemaign the king, who had risen by night
Angry the king, - yet laughing-half to view
To greet these mummers," softly the window closed, 1:• And so went back to his corn-tax again.
But, with the morn, the king a meeting called
And more the high hall held of rare and strange:
A wrath of crashing steeds and men; and, in
But not to gaze on these appeared the peers.
Thus far the legend; but of Rhotrude's smile,
"As when a ship, by skilful steersman wrought Græcia, as Pompeii and Herculaneum Nigh river's mouth or foreland, where the
have proved to us.
But the brutal manwind
hood of Rome overshadowed and taintVeers oft, as oft so steers, and shifts her sail,So varied he, and of his tortuous train
ed the gentle exotic like a Upas-tree. Curl'd many a wanton wreath in sight of
Where, as in these places, the imported Eve
Greek could have some freedom, it grew To lure her eye.”
up into a dim resemblance of its ancient
purity under other skies. It had, I think, AND Eve, alas ! yielded to the blan an elegiac plaintiveness in it, like a song dishments of the wily serpent, as we mod- of old liberty sung in captivity. Yet there erns, in our Art, have yielded to the li was added to it a certain fungus-growth, centious, specious life-curve of Hogarth. never permitted by that far-off Ideal When I say Art, I mean that spirit of Art whose seeds were indigenous in the Pelwhich has made us rather imitative than oponnesus, but rather springing from the creative, has made us hold a too faithful rank ostentation of Rome. In its more mirror up to Nature, and has been con monumental developments, under these tent to let the great Ideal remain petrified new influences, the true line of Beauty in the marbles of Greece.
became gradually vulgarized, and, by deI have endeavored to show how this grees, less intellectual and pure, till its Ideal may be concentrated in a certain spirit of fine and elegant reserve was abstract line, not only of sensuous, but of quite lost in a coarse splendor. It must intellectual Beauty, -a line which, while be admitted, however, that the Greek it is as wise and subtle as the serpent, is colonies of Italy expressed not a little of as harmless and loving as the sacred dove the old refinement in the lamps and canof Venus. I have endeavored to prove delabra and vases and bijouterie which how this line, the gesture of Attic elo we have exhumed from the ashes of Vequence, expresses the civilization of Peri- suvius. cles and Plato, of Euripides and Apelles. But, turning to Rome herself, the most It is now proposed briefly to relate how casual examination will impress us with this line was lost, when the politeness and the fact that there the lovely Greek lines philosophy, the literature and the Art of were seized by rude conquerors, and at Greece were chained to the triumphal once were bent to answer base and brucars of Roman conquerors, — and how it tal uses. To narrow a broad subject down seems to have been found again in our to an illustration, let us look at a single own day, after slumbering so long in ru- feature, the Cymatium, as it was underined temples, broken statues, and cinerary stood in Greece and Rome. This is a
moulding of very frequent occurrence in The scholar who studies the æsthetical classic entablatures, a curved surface with anatomy of Greek Art has a melancholy a double flexure. Perhaps the type of pleasure, like a surgeon, in watching its Greek lines, as represented in the preslow, but inevitable atrophy under the in- vious paper on this subject, may be safely cubus of Rome. The wise, but childlike accepted as a fair example of the Greek serenity and cheerfulness of soul, so ten- interpretation of this feature. The Roderly pictured in the white stones from mans, on the other hand, not being able the quarries of Pentelicus, had, it is true, to understand and appreciate the delicaa certain sickly, exoteric life in Magna cy and deep propriety of this line, seized