deprived me, by base and dishonorable means deprived me, of that fortune which ought to have been my children's; and reduced me to this state of abject dependence. Begone, whilst my reason remains, lest I strike thee to my feet, and rid the earth of such a villain." I gloried in the determined hate I heard you avow to Montmorency, but my heart bled at the poor girl's sufferings—I sought not to harm her, and I rejoiced when I heard she was dead." "My poor murdered Louisa!" ejacuIlated Sir Edward. "Not so fast-Sir Edward Bernard,- "You married-went abroad-and I not so fast," retorted the intruder, draw-|| lost sight of you for years. When you ing a pistol from his bosom, and present- returned, you brought with you your two ing it at the baronet. A scream from the children; and when I first encountered ladies, who threw themselves before their you again, I found your son was at school father and husband, induced him to put it near the village to which Montmorency up, and he continued,-"I have no inten- had retired after his estrangement from tion to use this weapon except in self- you. Here he married, and I brought defence; but Sir Edward shall hear me, Horace Bernard and Marian Montmoand know me too." He then removed a rency together. 'Twas I denounced their wig, which was made so as to give a com- loves to you; and when you banished pletely different cast to his features, shad- Horace from your house, for refusing to ing part of them with huge whiskers and give up the lovely girl, I, as Eustace, took moustaches-and exclaimed "Behold me!" || advantage of your agitated state of mind; "Gracious Heaven! Charles Digby!" I took you to the gaming-table, and there said the astonished Sir Edward. your fortune became mine: the mansion of your ancestors was transferred to me, and by me to strangers; and last night your son stood as an alien in the home of his fathers." "Yes-the disgraced the ruined Charles Digby. My expulsion from college under the circumstances which you so well know, and from which a word from you and Montmorency would have saved me-broke the heart of my mother, and my father soon followed her to the grave. I stood alone in the world, and I determined to wreak a bitter revenge on my destroyer!" "Monster-we were not your destroyers -how could we have saved you, except by forfeiting our own honour?” "I care not for your honour-I know,|| by speaking one word you could have saved me, but would not: and mark my revenge. 'Twas I contrived to carry off your sister who dearly loved Montmorency, and by my arts, the blame was thrown upon him. Enraged at his denial of what, in truth, he knew nothing about, you struck him: a duel followed, and I saw both my enemies wounded, expecting to die, and helpless at my feet!"-A fiendish || laugh, which struck horror into the breasts of his hearers, denoted the exultation this depraved and heartless being still felt at the contemplation of his crimes. His victim was agitated by intense emotion, but seemed deprived of the power of speech. Digby continued-" Your sister escaped some years after from my control, and was found by you insane and dying. Here, another stranger was at hand. Turning her eye towards the door, Lady Bernard exclaimed "My dear Horace! And is he returned !" 66 Yes, he is here to restore you to your station, and to humble that monster with the dust," said Horace, who had entered the cottage, and caught the last sentences uttered by Digby, and his mother's exclamation. He was accompanied by Montmorency and his daughter; and the two estranged friends were soon in each other's arms. "And you, too, Montmorency; my vengeance did not allow you to escape. Your wife was innocent. 'Twas I con-trived the appearances which fixed on her the charge of criminality, and embittered the happiness of your wedded life." "Villain," said Horace, " your power to do evil now ceases. The accomplice in the plunder of my father has betrayed you; I have traced you on this visit of evil; and the officers are at the door to convey you to prison, where you will have to answer with your life to the violated laws of your country. Men, do your duty." The culprit was seized, conveyed to Think of me when far away, I wander to a distant shore, Thy form in my sleep shall appear And thy spirit too pure for the mortals of earth. Death's weapons of terror may bound me, The spell of thy beauty shall haunt me, Come to me-pride of my heart! 'Mid the climes of the stranger to rove: Come, ere my bark glides over the sea, With a kiss, let me sigh farewell to thee. THE DREAMS OF OUR DEAD. THE dreams of our dead! the dreams of our dead! What are the dreams of our mighty dead? Do they dream of the sun-bright skies, Do they dream of the solemn night, Of the jewels that deck her throne, Of the day that is locked within Her melancholy arms? Do they dream of their mother's bowers, Do they dream of the waves that roll Of the surge, the surf, the gathering storms Do they dream of the dark abode, Where changing and chill they lie, Or sweep their spirits scornfully Their shattered shrouds aside? Oh! they sail on the far free air, In the whispering winds they're heard, Their dreams are of the days no more, MY MOTHER'S GRAVE. HOPE ushers in the spring, and breathes anew Young life, young vigour, to the drooping heart: Yet, yet, my mother, when I think on you, Hope quivering flies, and turns affection's dart. Still as I linger on thy peaceful grave, Watching the evening's close-the stilly dew I think on Him who has the power to saveSweet angel-mother, then I think on you! And as the wild grass waves o'er thy cold grave, Rushes to memory thy silent worth; Just so thou bent, just so stern death would brave, If still his power could touch thy spot of earth. And as the light wave still propels the foam, Remembrance of thy virtue checks the tear; My rebel heart would scarcely yet disown, But thy green grave tells who lies mouldering here. Yet, yet, sweet spirit! still forgive the sigh, That bursting from my heart escapes unseen By those, whose untouched hearts pass coldly by The child whose sorrow must be ever green. F. W. D. M. BELOVED NAMOURA! SMILE AGAIN, Revive that smile, in happier hours And unalloyed by care. And grief's wild transports, love! forsake. By Henry Brandreth, Jun., Esq. Yet if within our bosoms And when the western billow AN ITALIAN NIGHT. "Earth has not any thing to shew more fair." WORDSWORTH. OH, yes, 'tis sweet, 'tis passing sweet to see The daylight fade in that pure lovely clime, To watch the sunbeam's parting ray, what' time The stars are rising o'er the twilight sea, For then the night comes on all silently, With all her host of stars pure streaming still O'er mount and wave, lake, bower, and hill. From the far depths of the clear quiet sky There nought disturbs the beauty of the hour, Save where from far the mimic lightning plays, Shedding around a gleam of dazzling power, F. S. MULLer. Records of the Beau Monde. FASHIONS FOR MARCH, 1831. EXPLANATION OF THE PRINTS OF THE FASHIONS. English fashions. EVENING DRESS. A DRESS of rose-coloured crape over satin to correspond. Corsage cut low, plain at the top, but with a slight degree of fulness at the bottom of the waist. It is drawn down a little in the centre of the bosom, so as partially to display a blond lace chemisette. Béret sleeve, surmounted by very full mancherons. The skirt is finished by a flounce of the same material : it is cut round the border in deep scallops, which are bound by a narrow satin rouleau: immediately above them is a rich embroidery in white floize silk, in a lace pattern. The hair is dressed very full at the sides of the face, and quite off the forehead; the hind hair is disposed in a single round bow. A bouquet, composed of a single white rose with buds and foliage, is placed on one side among the front curls, and a chef d'or is brought from behind the bow at the back of the head, round upon the forehead. The ear-rings, || brooch, and ceinture buckle are gold. OPERA DRESS. A GOWN of reps Indienne of a bright full shade of blue; the corsage low and square behind, and sitting close to the shape. The front is arranged en cœur, but without a revers. Long sleeves, of the Imbecille form, surmounted by epaulettes of a round shape, edged with fancy silk trimming. Two rows of similar trimming, but each headed by a rouleau, go round the border. They are placed at some distance from each other; the highest a little below the knee. The head-dress is a blond lace cap, the caul of which is open: the trimming of the front, deeper on one side than on the other, is turned back on the right side by a large bouquet of exotics, and by a sprig of foliage on the left. The brides are gold-coloured gauze ribbon. A dress of blonde de Chantilly, over white satin; the corsage of the lace dress, cut low and square round the bosom, is ornamented with a lappel which forms points upon the shoulders; the points falling over a single row of superb blond lace, which covers the short béret sleeve of the white satin under-dress. Two very deep flounces, so arranged that one falls a little over the other, reach from the bottom of the skirt considerably above the knee, and are surmounted by a very rich embroidery. The wedding veil, also of blonde de Chantilly, is arranged in the drapery style at the back of the head, and the corners, brought round the base of the bows of hair on the summit of the head, are attached by a nuptial garland of orange flowers. A bandeau of emeralds set in gold goes round the forehead; earrings, necklace, and bracelets to correspond. DINNER DRESS. A GOWN of lavender-coloured satin, corsage drapé, and cut very low. White satin short sleeves, over which are long ones of white grenadine gauze. The epaulettes are of velvet to correspond with the dress. They are very small, and are open on the shoulder. Velvet cuffs, very deep, and cut round the upper edge in points. The skirt is trimmed in the style of a drapery down one side of the front, and round the border at the knee, with a fancy velvet trimming to correspond with the dress. The headdress is a white crape toque, ornamented with the plumage of birds of paradise, and gold beads. The jewellery worn with this dress should be gold and pearls. |