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Clare arrived, to restore her, by his pres- with wine, and presented it to the ence, to a consciousness of her own Princess Argiope. The tableau was identity.

arranged, and scarcely had he proMr. Clare did not pay Adèle a single nounced it perfect, when a loud, imcompliment. He found her so beautiful patient rap at the door resounded that he was overpowered, and could through the room. not speak.

The curtain fell. Orpheus seized a “What if Fanny should be prevented book, and assumed an imposingly thefrom coming, and should disappoint atrical attitude. The page threw open us," he said, suddenly, when he had the door, and bowing to the ground completed all the scenic effects that he with extravagant gesticulations, ushered desired to produce.

in Mrs. Vane. “Do not fear. Take my word for it, “ Adèle! For heaven's sake, what is she will be here upon the stroke of the the meaning of all this mystery ? Paul ! clock.”

What, have you, too, entered into a con“We should be ready to receive her spiracy against me? You ridiculous then immediately. I wish Prince Za- monster! where is Adèle ? " riades would favor us with his presence; Mr. Clare deigned no other reply to I am eager to have him see you.” And this invocation than that of placing his this was the only reference that he finger upon his lips, in order to commade to Adèle's appearance.

mand Fanny's silence. Then he opened The Prince appeared the moment his book and read the description of after he had ceased to speak, at a the meeting of Prince Zariades and the quarter to eight, and his magnificence Princess Argiope : atoned for the brief delay. He was

“Sudden those eyes took light, and joy, and soul, dressed in a complete suit of glittering Sudden from neck to temples flushed the rose, armor, with an open helmet, that showed And with quick, gliding steps, his face, and a long white plume floating

And the strange looks of one who walks in

slumber, gracefully over his shoulder. When he saw Adèle, lightnings flashed from his “She passed along the floors, and stooped above

A form, that, as she neared, with arms outeyes, which had reminded Mrs. Vane of a sleeping thunder-cloud. And now a On bended knees sank down, new surprise awaited her. Sweet, low

And took the wine-cup with a hand that trembled. strains of music, softened and ethereal

“A form of youth and nobly beautiful ized by dividing walls, crept slowly As Dorian models for Ionian gods. through the room, mingling with the

• Again!' it murmured low; odor of the flowers with which the

• Oh, dream, at last l at last! How I have missed atmosphere was deliciously penetrated, and the soft poetic radiance pervading

“ And she replied, “The gods are merciful,

Keeping me true to thee when I despaired.'' and illumining the scene.

" What is it ?” Adèle cried in breathless delight; This was the scene to be depicted. but the sweet strains scarcely needed an As Orpheus read the concluding words explanation. A band of musicians had of the extract, he lifted his hand. The been placed in the adjoining studio, and music swelled to a fuller cadence, the melody was to be a part of the even- flowers seemed to emit a deeper breath ing's entertainment. Mr. Mortimer's of passionate fragrance, and the young preparations for the tableau proved, Moor, at the appointed signal, drew the indeed, that he was an artist in taste, curtains from the mimic stage. The although not by profession, and a prince tableau represented Prince Zariades in in nature, although without the encum- the very act of taking the goblet from brance of a title.

the hand of the Princess. But, ah ! Prince Zariades had brought in his How to describe the sudden glory of hand the jewelled goblet that he was the maiden's face! How to describe the himself to receive. Mr. Clare filled it tender passion of the youthful warrior



kneeling at her feet; the awe, the Perfect silence prevailed, interrupted ecstacy with which he gazed and be- only by low vibrations of music sighing held the vision whom he had worship- fitfully through the apartment. Mr. ped in a dream, living before him in Clare reclined upon a sofa, his fair head human form !

propped up upon his arm, while he “It is true, then,” Mrs. Vane exclaim- gazed enraptured upon Fanny, as she ed with a passionate inhalation of de- sat with hurried fingers sweeping the light, quite subdued from her usual canvas, and the fire of inspiration playloquacity. “Fairy-land still exists, and ing about her brow. Adèle and Mr. it is possible to behold our dreams, Mortimer were constrained by their visibly embodied in the divine perfec- position to gaze into each other's tion of reality.”

eyes. Not until the curtain had fallen, and The sketch was completed with marhad been withdrawn again, and yet for vellous rapidity, and Adèle and Mr. a third time, did she recover from her Clare both pronounced it a brilliant surprise sufficiently to be able to ask an success—the best thing by far that Mrs. explanation of the apparent miracle. Vane had done. Every touch of her At this the actors left the stage, and pencil had been electrical. Evidently Adèle introduced Prince Zariades to the inspiration of the scene had entered the gifted mortal who had promised to into her soul. endow him with immortality, with a All present could congratulate themsolemnity suited to so important an selves upon having contributed to this occasion. It was impossible, however, brilliant production, and they did not to veil facts any longer with a mask of soon become weary of admiring it, but mythology. Mrs. Vane demanded to at last it was laid aside. Adèle, reknow what had occurred, and when the moving a screen, displayed her conhistory of the day was related to her, cealed banquet, and the weary artists knew not whether to laugh or to weep, hastened to seck the refreshment which and in fact did a little of both, while the their exertions in the cause of art had entire party, sympathizing with her prepared them to appreciate. The rest agitation, began congratulating each of the evening sped away as if by other wildly and at random, as if they magic. The four friends, as they now were devoted friends who had just considered themselves, were in the hapescaped from some terrible danger; or, piest mood for social enjoyment. Brilstill better, who had just achieved some liant wit sparkled brightly over the immemorial triumph, that was about to profounder current of thought and prove the salvation of the entire race, sentiment which is set in movement in a manner that was perfectly senseless then only, when gifted and congenial and bewildering.

spirits meet together under the happiFinally tranquillity was restored. est auspices; nor did they separate with

“And now," Mr. Clare said, “since out determining that the tableau-party business is over, I presume we may have should be the first of a succession of a little rest and enjoyment. However similar reunions. you may feel, Fanny, I can assure you This intention for a time was faiththat we, who have been working for fully carried out, but the tableau-party your benefit, need refreshment."

was productive of far more important “Not yet,” Fanny answered. “Busi- consequences. All who had taken part ness is not over! I must make a sketch in it, looked back upon this evening, in for my picture at this very moment. I after-years, as to the commencement of could not live another hour without their true life. It need scarcely be said accomplishing it.”

that Adèle and Mr. Mortimer had comThe tableau was rearranged, and Mrs. mitted the indiscretion of falling desVane proceeded to draw from life the perately in love at first sight. If not first design of her great picture. engaged on the very evening of the day of their first meeting, they were married with professional duties that commandso soon afterwards that, as the sober his- ed his presence at home. Adèle, theretorian of an actual occurrence, we prefer fore, was obliged to give up the idea of to withhold precise dates.

visiting Italy, but love created such a Mrs. Vane's picture proved even a Paradise in her heart, that she felt no greater success than her friends had sense of deprivation in resigning her anticipated. It gave her a position as once cherished dream. She dedicated an artist that satisfied her ambition, and herself with earnest enthusiasm to the assured her an overflowing purse. Mr. study of art, and proved by her life, as Clare did not allow himself to be dis- far as the experience of one individual tanced by his betrothed in their eager can prove a general proposition, that progress to a common goal, and before true love does not withdraw from the the close of the year they married, and pursuit of the ideal, but, on the consailed for Italy.

trary, that it is the artist's divinest Mr. Mortimer was a lawyer burdened nourishment and inspiration,


A FLUSH on all the hills is spread

A flush of Death and Beauty born;
As day, upon a crimson bed,

Lies down to slumber till the morn.

The touch of death is in the air,

I feel its fingers' icy chill;
And yet a smile divinely fair

When I would weep, forbids me still.

The clouds are gray, the winds are cold,

The dead leaves rustle at my feet;
And on the brown, deserted wold

Their fitful eddies whirl and meet.

But through this veil of wasting life

A fresher dawn of life I see-
My yesterdays with pain were rife;

To-morrow still is bright to me.

And so the dying year shall seem

The gorgeous portal of a fane,
Where all the heart hath dared to dream

Shall burst upon its sight again :

And dullest clouds to splendor turn,

And coldest winds to tropic breath;
Till the rapt soul shall pant and burn

To feel the waking touch of Death.


“A WORD fitly spoken ”—a happy which enliven their odors and their expression-has a charm for even the hues,—and of the apparent hopelessness rudest peoples; and polished nations of any one man's efforts to resolve, early discover in their talk and in their determine, and classify in full the flucbooks a favoritism in the use of words tuant, evanescent, whimsical effects with possessing suggestive qualities entirely which we shall have to do. independent of their philological defi- These characters of the letters or nitions. The instinct that prompts this sounds, as I conceive them, are acciuse is probably one of the sources of dental—not generic, or identical in all language itself. The simpler of these languages and among all peoples. This words are onomatopes or imitations of is a study of vernaculars. The effects I sounds, requiring little art, -and are refer to are so thin and fine that the beneath the dignity of scientific classifi- gross discrepancies of races overbear cation. (Buzz, hiss, whiz, splash, slush, them. They are as sensitive and merhum, wheeze, sneeze, roar, gurgle, jingle, curial as poetry itself. For all purposes are more or less onomatopical.) But the of this essay, a Scotchman talking in meagre and savage art which produced his throat and a Frenchman puttering these simple imitations was precursory with the tips of his lips are as dissimiand prophetic of a later and more deli- lar as a horse and an ass. Neither can cate art in the use of a complex and be a popular wit in the language of the ever-varying suggestiveness, which gives other; neither has facial muscles for voice to the same instinct in the pres- the humor of the other's dialect. Any ence of all the facts and fancies which account of the wonderful luxuriance of this brightest age remembers and con- the growth of languages (of which ceives,

,--a suggestiveness that is made there is a fabulous number) requires the to reach beyond mere sounds to the consideration of differences even less finest modes and qualities of surface, than theirs. A little obstruction is said distance, motion, lustre, fibre, density, to turn the tide of trade in a street, but concentration, humor, solemnity, con- a less one will vary the language of a tempt,-a suggestiveness whose analysis nation. Languages are disposed to lie would be found taking all the words to upon the world in groups which resempieces, and fitting to each letter or ble one another; but if we will undersound a peculiar character which it has take to prove the character or effect of won out of all the observed phenomena a sound identical in several dialects of life. These characters, which are (even of the same group), we shall beyond the compass of all reputed reduce its vernacular significance as we science-which, indeed, are known only increase its general applicability. A in the poet's art—this article will show verbal root may be traced with care the ambition to indicate, though it may until similar shades of meaning shall not define.

be found in Visigothic, Almannic, Saxon, But before testing upon the conscious- Scandinavian, and Slavonic; but if the ness of the reader my intuition of the student should then begin to fancy that individual qualifications of the letters, he has found a generic principle of I desire to restrict his anticipation by language, let him follow the same sound warning him of the delicacy of the into Hebrew, Syriac, Chaldaic, and Aradifferences he will be called to appre- bic, and he will conclude that nine ciate, -of the breadth of grasp from tenths of any original language sprang which I conceive the roots of these out of the ground whereon it was first flowers of thought to suck in the juices spoken, and from roots too shallow to affiliate with those of other tongues ters must have been always a very simthrough the thick bases of mountains, ple one, the words were constructed or under the bottom of the sea. He outlandishly-silent letters thrown in who would discover the origin of lan- for no purpose but to twist and torture guage must not be scornful of trifles; them out of countenance and hide their he must have no theory to exemplify, vulgar origin. no axe to grind. And no great and If the reader should doubt the existmanly writer of any nation will prune ence of so childish an impulse as here the prickling, cactus-like originality of seems to have manifested itself, let me his own vernacular to cousin any coun- assure him the introduction of silent try under the sun.

letters into original words came down Indeed, we cannot be too sensible of very late into the best days of Greece, the meanness of the origin of language, —and the impulse is still extant. Men, for either the advantage of philology like children, still "play" at life. The or the respect due to our own words. astonishing feat of putting a sentiment It is necessary to our assurance to dwell into just fourteen lines is an evidence of here for a little.

it. Seven or eight dictionaries, differing If we admit that man was progress- upon the pronunciation and even the ive, either as a distinct genus or as a spelling of native words, comprise culmination by "selection” of the man- another evidence of it. Surely, lexicolier specimens of the monkey-tribes, we graphers should but represent the peoshall readily admit that he must have ple; they should not invent language; had originally a language which flowed that is the vocation of the poet and instinctively and easily according to the the artisan. Yet take a single example formation of his vocal organs, as does of their method : the fills of a cart are that of any other animal. As the sub- called in Saxon (probably by some jects of his experience accumulated, his pedant) thills ; every person familiar dialect increased, and he gave names to with horses, either in England or things, for qualities and modes, according America, calls these shafts fills; Shakesto the dictates of a natural sense of fit- peare calls them fills (see Troilus and ness. In this stage his only pride in the Cressida, Act iii. sc. 2), showing clearinvention of language was shown in imi- ly they were so called in his day; yet tation; onomatopes abounded. It was the lexicographers "derive from the the age of Eden, nakedness, and simple Saxon.” So of whippletree; they spell truth. But as he advanced into the era it whiffletree, to the utter disgust of all of self-consciousness the “ fall by knowl- teamsters--deriving from weifelen, to edge” affected his utterance as it did whiffle about—which probably had nohis heart and life. The dignity of the thing to do with the matter, as the naming of things thrust itself into his evener is a comparatively modern inconceit, and he became arbitrary and vention. Why should a traveller come idolatrous of distinctions which he had from Central Africa, where books are himself created; he threw the authority unknown, and say there is a lake called of language back of himself, connived Tchad ? Truly man has found out many at its nativity, and humored it as a inventions ! - And after the invention curiosity. Soon came the era of the of Letters, all the motives of pride, craft, invention of letters; and then, after a charlatanism, superstition, all the diffew ingenuous manifestations, the build- ferences of organic formation, all the ing of Babel began. Surely (he said to psychological, climatical, geological, and himself), a book should be a mysterious historical differences of the world, began thing-as far as possible from vulgar pouring their conflicting and distractapprehension. The written language ing efluences into language, and have was whimsically made to differ from so continued, until it has become a thing the spoken ; although the art of spell- inscrutable as the heart of man who ing with acknowledged sounds and let- made it,-as well adapted (as a diplo

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