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How sad to mark the empty chair. ’I‘hcn memory brooding o’er the past, ltccatla the light. of foetlve hours, And perished joys, like shadows cast. Still lengthening more as evening lowers. The glory of llfc'a summer howm‘u. When roses hide the thorns of care. SUCIIIH dimmed with clouds and drenched with ahowurs. . When gazing on the empty chair. When once the old familiar face llcnmed Welcome with its genial glow, And hailed with hospitable grace The chosen friends oflon ago; Where couvr-rsutlon'a aocla flow 80 oft relaxed the brow of care A voice in route -a form laid low—- We sigh to find the empty chair. In friendly gatherings of yore, When merry conga and toast wont round. Hts jocoud laugh to heard no more. 111s welcome face no more is found. The silent grave. the grassy mound, All the remains of him is there— But memory cousct'i'utua the ground. And sorrows o,er the old arm chair. As down the vote of vanished years. A retrospective glance was cost, How sult't, how short the span appears. The grave yard of the past! Like sore leaves trembling in the blast. And drooping from the branches bare. Friend after t‘rit-ml still follows fast, And leaves behind tho empty chair. As years decrease and friends decay. . Though other Interests round as spring. The ties that death has torn away, That: back again can never bring; But hallowed memories round them cllng, That none but friends of old can share. Till comes the hour on viewiess wing, When each must leave an emptychulr. J 5.1. ti or}. r .".‘“.“.";;‘;” ~“w. 1:11’E’S VALUE. A STORY 01’ BRITTANY. The scene of our little story opens in an apart~ ment in an ancient castle in Brittany. The young proprietor is about to quit the abode of his forefa- thers, to pursue schemes of ambition at court or in the great world. The family, consisting of the mo- ther and two sisters, with the hero of the piece, are met together on this interesting occasion. But we will let the young gentleman relate what passed at the interview. The time at length came when I should depart, and Joseph, opening the door gently. informed us that the chaise do posts was ready. This announce- ment was startling to my mother and sisters, who. in an agony of feeling, throw their arms around me. ‘It is not yet too Iatel' they exclaimed with tears; ‘renouuco this intended journey. Oh! do not leave "us 1' ‘ My dearest mother,’ I replied, ‘ at twenty years of age and the inheritance of a noble name I must make myself known in my native land. I must open a path to fame either in the army or at couri.’ ‘ And when you are gone; said my poor mother, ‘ what will become of me.‘ ' You will hear with pride and pleasure of your son's success.’ ‘ And should I hear of his death in battle.’ ‘ Well, of what use is life at m ago,’ I replied, but to gain honor and glory? p'I‘lunk rather of the time when I shall return a colonel—perhaps a mar- shal of Fruuce.’ ‘ And then,’ said my mother. ‘ Why then. honor and respect shall follow my steps where I go.’ ° And then.‘ pursued she. "I‘heu I will marry my cousin Henrietta; we shall find noble husbands for my sisters. and we will all live together in peace and happiness in these an- cient halls of my ancestors,’ ‘ ‘ And why not commence title life of happiness from this moment I' said my mothers—r Where is there a wider or fairer domain in Brittany than yours? Who claimaa uobler name in the Prov- ince. In the midst of your faithful vessels. are you not sufficiently honored and beloved. Leave us not, my son l—leavs not your friends. your sisters. your mother. whom you may never again behold 1 Go not to waste in the pursuit of vain glory, or to shorten, by sorrows and disappointments, those youthful days that pass so rapidly. Life is a tree- sure, my beloved Bernard 3 and where can you en- joy lt more than under the lovely sky of Brittany ?' As my mother spoke she led me to a window, and pointed out the noble avenues of the ancient park, where the stately chestnuts were mingled with lilacs and woodbiues, whose fragrant blossoms per. fumed the air. Before the door stood the aged gar~ donor and his family, whose saddened looks seemed to say, ‘Desert us not, our noble master-desert not those you are bound to protect i” llortousia, my eldest sister, twiued her arms round my noclt, while Amelia, the youngest, taking up a volume of La Foutamo. mated to no engraving, and with sobs placed the ch in my hands. It was the fable of the ‘ 'I‘wo Pigeons.’ Istartodn , and catricating in self from their embraces. an again exclaimed, ‘ must win honor and glory.‘ Let me go, let me go ;' and I rushed into the courtyard. As I was about to ascend the carriage, a female d are appeared otthe hall door. It was my cousin snriotto. She wept not, spoke not ; but, pale as marble. appeared sinking to the earth. She had a handkerchief in her hand, with which she waved me a last farewell, and then fell senseless. I rush- odto her, raised her in my arms, and uttered the tender-est rows of love and constancy. But when I saw the color revisit her cheek, leaving her to the anxious care of my mother and sisters, I hastened cm 'and the rendezvous of all the oiliccrs ofthc garrison. ‘ One more look at Ilenrieta, and I felt I could not have lefthor. In a few minutes after, the chaise tle paste was rolling along the high road towards Sedan. For some time my thoughts were entirely filled with my beloved Henrietta. my weeping sisters, and my dear mother, and all the happiness I felt I was leaving. But as the ancient turrets of Roche Ber- nard receded from my view, those saddening images seemed to vanish also. and were succeeded by the l brilliant visions of glory and ambition. What airy castles rose before me as I leaned back in my old vehicle. the scale ascending asI advanced on my journey,;‘ I was aduke, governor ofa province, and a marshal of France. by the time at which I reached the ion at which I was to repose for the night. The voice of my servant. simply addressing me as ‘ Monsieur lo Chevalier.’ forced me unwillingly to abdicatc my newly-created dignity. The next day and for several succeeding ones I indulged in the same intoxicating dreams, my jour- ney being of some length. I was repairing to Sc- dan, to the residence of the Duke of C——, an old and tried friend of my father's, and the protector of ; my thmily. He had promised to talte me to Paris ‘ and introduce me at the Court of Versailles. I reached Sedan at so late an hour that I could not think of presenting myself at the due a chateau, and therefore ensiallcd myself for the night at the Arms of France, the beat in the town aflorded. and , Sedan was then a fortified town, the vcry streets had a warlike sppoarruce, and the citizens a martial air that seemed to say to a stranger, ' We are com~ ' patriots of the great 'I‘urenuc.’ I suppcd at a table d'hote, and look the opportu- nity of inquiring my way to the chateau, where I in- tcnded going in the morning. ‘ Any one will point it out to you,‘ was the ana- wer, ‘ it is well known to the whole country. In that chateau expired one of our most celebrated men and bravest of warriors. Marechal Fabert.’ And hcroupou. as was natural amour: so many military heroes. the conversation fell upoh the career of the mnrcchal. They spoke of his many gallant exploits, and of his singular modesty, which body made him refuse the titles of nobility and the rib- ' bone of several orders offered to him by Louis XIV. Above all, they expiated on his extraordin- ary good fortune. which had enabled him, without ' the aid of family interest—ho being the son of an‘ obscure printer—to raiae himself from a common soldier to the rank of IIarecbal of France. It had appeared so extraordinary and unprecedented an elevation, that, even during the life of Fabert, popu- lar rumor had not been backward in attributing it to supernatural cansea. It was currently reported that be dealt in modulo-silt was even Mlle had made a compact with Satan. Our landlord, who, to the ignorance of a native of Champagne, added the oredulily of a peasant to Brittany. gravely assured us that a few moments before Fabett expired, a black man, unknown to any one in the chateau, had entered the chamber and carried off the marochal's soul, which, indeed. of right, apportained to him. be having purchased it long before. Mine host also went on to state that from that moment to the present time, upon each anniversary of Fabert's death, the black man was seen at midnight bearing a lighted torch in his hand. The recital enlivened our dessert, and we queued several bumpers of Champagne to the familiar de- mon of the deceased marechal, be ing he might also take us under his protection, an give us simi- lar triumphs to the battles of Collioure and Marlee. The next morning, at an early hour, I repaired to the chateau of the Duke dc ("i—u. It was an immense and gloomy Gothic pile, which would not perhaps at another time have made much impression upon me; but I must confess that I now gazed upon it with a singular feeling of iutcrcet, as I call- ed to mind the landlord's story. The domestics who ushered me in told me his master was not yet visible. I gave my name, and 1". than left alone in an ancient hall, adorned with the trophies of the chase. and hupg aroundwnh fa~ mily portraits. I waited a consmeflbk INN. 5‘“ no one appeared. ‘ Is this brilliant career to com- mence by the ante-chamber ?’ exclaimed I. [’3‘ ginning to conceive the impatience of a discontent- ed place-hunter. I had gone three times the room" of the grim portraits, and had sedulousl counted all the beams of the lofty ceiling, when heard a slight noise in the wainsoot. and foundit to proceed from a half clascd door, moved by the wind. I pushed it gently open. and saw a small room, taste- lull furnished, and from which a glass door open- ed nto amaguificent park. Iadvaocd in order to enjoy the view from the window, when another ob- ject met my sight. Strochcd on a sofa. whose back was turned to the door by which I entered, was a man. who not observing me, rose hastily and rushed to the window. Ithen perceived that his face was bathed in loan, and that despair was marked in every feature. He remained for a moment motion- less. his face buried in his hands. than, with rapid atrides, began to pace the apartment. As soon as his eye fell upon me, he stopped and sbuddorod, while I, distressed at my intrusion, muttered some words in apology, and was about to withdraw. ‘ Who are you i—what brings you here i” be ex- claimod, in a loud voice, and sieizug my arm with violence. ‘ I am the Chevalier do Bernard, and have come ‘ I ltnow, I kucw.’ he said hastily. and taking my‘ hand warmly, he made me sit down b him, and in- quired with much interest about my emil : spoke of my father, when he appeared to have nowu so well, that I could not doubt my being In the pres- once of the toaster of the chateau. ‘ You are Monsieur do C—,' said I. lie rose, and replied, to as agitated tone, ‘ I was once; bull am nothia -nothiug com—limb 1- do not speak-do not as any questions. ' Permit me at least,’ I ventured to say,'to assure you. that if the most devoted friendship can in any way lighten the affliction of which I have been an unvoluatarly witnessom' ‘ You are right.’ he replied, abruptly ; ' though you cannot change my doom, yet you may receive my last wishes. That is the only service you can back to the carriage without even turning my head. Riches, honors. dunking—nothing did refuse myself as the just reward of my merit; and. 3. ,. its closed the door carefully and returned to his Street at my side, wherol waited in trembling sue fiery tor the result. There was something awfully ,solemn in tho tone of his voice, and an ex ressloo , in his countenance I never seen before. is face iwas deeply pale. while lightnings seemed to M g; from his large dark eyes, and his features. were, by ismll . 'sanering, were frequently convulsed by a domain. 1 V B . ‘ What I am about to relate to you,’ he said as length, in a hollow tone. ‘witl confound your reason. ' You will doubt—you will perhaps utterly diebclievo. Even I almost doubt at times, still—at least I wish to do so ; but the proof, the fatal proofis too strong. Alas ! are there are not in all that surrounds us, in our very organization itself, mysteries whose o:- istcnce we are compelled to acknowledge without powers of com rehending them.‘ He paused or a moment as if to collect his ideas. pressed his hand to his brow, and continued : ‘In this castle I first drew breath, and being n younger son, upon the elder born was. of course. to devolve all the wealth and honors of the house. Life was distasteful to me ; I lived but in the future: and yet what a gloomy future appeared to my aching sight! I thus attained my thirtieth year, and Iwas still nothing—nothing ; while I daily heard of col- ossal reputations. whose fame reached even this re- motc province. ‘ I will try the career of letters, 1 eaciaimcd : ‘ let. me win fame in any way, for fame alone is happiness. ‘ The only confidant of my chagrin was an aged negro. who had been in the chateau oven beforo my birth. Indeed he was so old, that nobbody remem- bered his coming: and it was said he had been pro- scut at the death of Morechal Fabert.’ Here an unvoluntary start of surprise, which I could not repress. made my companion pause, - Go on.’ 1 said, ‘ ’tis nothing.’ but notwithstando ing. I thought of the black man described by the old landlord. ' ‘ One day.’ continued Monsieur do C , ‘1 gave way before Yagn (so the negro was called) to tho deapair of my soul. at the shament obscurity in which I dragged on my days. 21 would give ten years of lilu,’ I exclaimed, ‘ to become a celebrated nuthor.’ ' “Ten years!‘ said Yago,eoldly; 'it is paying dear for such a trifle.‘ However, I accept your offer. The ten years are mine. Keep your promise. you will find me true to my word.’ this speech. However, after a moment's reflection, I naturally concluded that age had eufeoblod his in- tellect, and. with a smile of pity, left the room. and in a few days after. the chateau. Iarrlvod in Paris and soon found myself in the moist-distinguished liter- ary institutions of the metropolis. Encouraged by their approval, I published several weeks. My suc- cess exceeded my most flattering dreams. The four. nals of Paris. of France, of even foreign nations mug with my name. yourself. ovowyeasardayqonng man. acknowledged the power of my ‘1 ‘ flow 1’ I exclaimed with MI ,9. are not the I)qu of C——-'t" ' No,’ he replied. coldly. ‘ What favoured son of canine than stands before me i" said I-—-Marmcntell D'Alombortl Vol. taire! , The unknown, with a smile of cooler-pt, confine, ued his recital-- ‘The literary fame I enjoyed, “bounds! no it was, could only satisfy a soul like mine. I longed for nobler triumphs. and cpuld not help exclaim ng to Yoga, who had followed me to Paris, ‘ Oh, there is no real glory but that which is gaiaed on the bat- tle field ! What is a philosopher-«a poet! nothing! Speak to me of a hero l—What are the poet’s lays compared with the laurel wreath of a conqueror. To purchase that. I would willingly give ten years more of my life.’ ‘ I agree to the bargain.’ and Yago. mine also. Don't forget} At this period of the narrative the anknolvn paused, for he observed the astonishment expressed in my countenance. ‘ I told you,’ he said, ‘ you would not believe. You think it a dream as I. also 1 did once' But the honors I wen, the triumphs I gained—squadrons led to meet the fire of the enemy—fortresses car: ried by my shill—standards seized by my bravery— victcrios that were echoed through the world: these were no dreams—mo i that glory was real, and that glory was mine 1' , Ho paced the room with rapid strides. and his cheeks flushed with the vehemonce of his discourse. wk“. 1 mattered to myself, ‘ Who. then, is this yo- nowncd warrior? Coigny ? Richelieu? perhaps lar- shal Sara himself.’ The fever of enthusiasm passed away, and the as- known sunlt again into dupsndeney. ‘Yago spoke truly,’ be continued, in a low and mournful tone. ‘ Iwas soon wearied with the vain incense of military fame, and perceiving there was but one thing real and substantial in the world. I purchased by five cars more of my existence, the richer I coveted. ",7an man, (it so true, though incredible—I saw my wealth increase beyond I most sanguine desires. Lande,icrosto, castles, were mine. Even this morning I thought myself“- but no matter; you will soon be conviseed of tho truth-—oh, how soon.’ - He approached the clock on the chiesy. and looked at it with a terrified gaze. then continued, rapidly :— t This mo-ning. on awahing st doybreoh.‘I felt a degree of exhaustion throughout my whole frame that alarmed me. I ran my bell, and Yugo answered the summons.’ ‘ hat is the matterl' I exclaimed, ‘ I am faint.’ ‘ It is but the course of nature,’ he answer-1,. calmly. " Master, the hour approaches—it is, come. ° What hour I” I cried. in snrprloo. ‘ Do you not divine it?‘ sold Yage. ' not"! slotted as your portion sixty years of sum You had lived thirty of them when I first m your slave.‘ I ‘ Ysgo,’ I cried, ‘yoo are lasting with no 1' ‘ They are my oaistsnos.’ ‘ That, theo.’ I cried, ‘ was the your eervtces.‘ doarer.’ he, a render mo.‘ ‘ Others have Id '16! “My FUaIg 'h l / ' I will not attempt to depict my astonishment at A t No, master, on; In are yours of. life ea odsd twenty-tire to purchase M7. «3'. my property, and will be adadiotbewm‘dr