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ams. A MYSTERIOUS MARRIAGE.
A BOUT the year 1811, memorable In
J. Russian history, there lived upon his
estate of Nomaradof, a rich landed propri
etor, Gabrilovitch by name noted for bis
affability and hospitality. His bouse was
always open to his friends and neighbors,
who used to congregate there every evening;
the old ones to enjoy a game of cards with
the host and his wife Petrowna, the young
er ones in the hope of winning the favor of
Mario, a beautiful girl of seventeen, the
only daughter and heiress of Gabrilovitch.
Mario road French novels, which naturally
rendered her very sentimental and Roman
tic. Under these circumstances love was
not long in coming. The object of her affec
tion was a Russian cadet, with scarcely a
penny in his pocket, who resided in the
neighborhood, and was then at home on
leave of absence. Asa matter of course he
returned her love with equal ardor.
Marie's parents had strictly prohibited her
from thinking of such a union, and they
treated the lover, wherever they mot him,
with just as much friendliness as though
an ex-collector of taxes. Tho amorous pair
meantime earned on a correspondence, and
met clandestinely beneath the shade of tho
pine grove, or behind tho old chapel. As
will readily be supposed, they hero vowed
eternal fidelity to each othor, complained
of the severity of fate, and devised beauti
ful plans for the future. After somo time
they naturally came to think that, should
their parents persist in opposing the union,
it might in the end be consummated secret
ly, and without their consent. The young
gentleman was the first to propose this, and
the young lady soon saw the expediency of
it.
The approach of wintor put an end to
these stolen interviews; but their letters in
creased in frequency and warmth. In each
of them Vladimir Nikolovitch conjured his
beloved to leave bis paternal roof, and con
sent to a clandestine marriage. " We will
disappear for a short whilo," he wrote,
" come back, and cast ourselves at the feet
of our parents, who touched by such con
stancy, will exclaim, "Como to our arms,
dear children ?' " Marie was long irresolute;
at length it was agreed, however, that she
should not appear at supper on a day ap
pointed, but should retire to her room un
der the pretext of indisposition. Her maid
had been let into the secret. Both were to
escape by a back door, in front of which
they would find a sleigh ready to convey
them a distance of five wersts, to tho chapel
of Jadrino, where Vladimir and the priest
would await them.
Having made her preparations, and writ
ton a long apologotical lettor to her parents,
Mario retired betimes to her room. She
hod been complaining all day of a hoad
acbo, and this was certainly no mere pretext,
for the nervous excitement had in truth In
disposed her. Her father and mother nurs
ed her tendorly, asking her again and again:
" How do you feel now, Marie ? Are you
no better?" This loving solicitude cut the
girl to tho heart and with the approach of
evening her excitemont increased. At sup
per she ate nothing, but rose betimes and
bade ber parents good-night. The latter
kissed and blessed her, as was thoir wont,
whilo Mario could scarcely suppress her
sobs. Having reached her room, she threw
herself into a chair and wept aloud. Her
maid finally succeeded in comforting and
cheering her up. ' ' , ' ' 1
Later in the evening a snow-storm arose.
The wiud howled about the house, causing
the windows to rattle. The inmates had
hardly gone to rest, when the young girl,
wrapping herself in her clothes and furs,
and followed by the servant with a portman
teau, loft the paternal roof. A sleigh drawn
by three horses, received them, and away
they went at a furious speed.
Vladimir had also been active throughout
the day. In the morning he had called
upon the minister at Jadrino to arrange for
the ceremony, and then he went to look up
the required witnesses. , The first acquaint
ance to whom he applied was an officer on
half-pay, who expressed himself quite ready
to serve him. Such an adventure, he said,
carried him bock to the days of his own
youth. lie determined Vladimir to remain
with him, taking upon himself to procure
the other two witnesses. There according
ly appeared at dinner surveyor Schmidt,
with his spurs and moustache, and Isprav
nik's son, a lad of seventeen, who had but
just enlisted with the Uhlans. Both prom
ised Vladimir their assistance, and after
a cordial embrace the happy lover left
his three friends to complete- his prepara
tions at home.
Having despatched a trusty servant with
a sleigh for Marie, he got into a one-horse
sloigh himself, and took the road leading to
Jadrino. Scarcely had he set off, when tho
storm burst forth with violence, and soon
every trace of the way was gone. The en
tire horizon was covered with Jliick, yellow
clouds, discharging not flakes, but masses
of snow; at Inst it becamo impossible to dis
tinguish between earth and sky. In vain
Vladimir beat about for the way; his horses
went on at random, now leaping over banks
of snow, now sinking into ditches, and
threatening every momont to overturn tho
sleigh. The insupportable thought of hav
ing lost the road bad become a certainty.
The forest of Jadrino was nowhere lo bo
discovered, and after two hours tho jaded
animal seemed ready to drop to the ground.
At length a kind of dark line became visiblo
in the distance. Vladimir urged his horse
forward, and reached the skirt of a forest.
Ho now hoped to reach his destination soon,
as it was easier to pursue his way in tho
forest, into which the snow had not yet
penetrated. Vladimir took fresh courage;
however there were no signs of Jadrino.
By degrees tho storm abated, and the moon
shone brightly. He finally reached the op
posite skirt of the forest. Still no Jadrino;
but a group of four or five bouses met bis
view. His knock at the door of the nearest
was answered by an old man.
" What do you want?" he said.
" Whore lies Jadrino?" asked Vladimir.
"About ton worsts distant."
At this reply Vladimir felt as if his sen
tence of death was being announced to him.
" Can you procure me a horse to take me
thither?" he asked.
"We have no horses."
"Or at least a guide. I will pay any
price."
" Very woll. My son can accompany tho
gentleman."
After a liitio whilo, which scorned an
eternity to Vladimir, a young fellow made
his appearance, holding a thick staff in his
hand, and they took thoir way across the
snow-covered plain.
"What o'clock is it?" asked Vladimir.
" It is already past midnight."
And in very truth the sun began to gild
the east, when they finally arrived at Ja
drino. The church door was locked.
Vladimir paid and dismissod his guide, and
then instantly hastened to the minister's
dwelling. What he there learned will ap
pear from the sequel.
At Nomaradof tho night had passed qui
etly. In the morning tho master of tho
house and his wifo arose as usual, and pro
ceeded to the dining-room, Gabriel Gabrilo
vitch in his woolon jacket and night-cap,
Petrowna in her morning-gown. After
they had breakfasted, Gabriel sent up one
of the girls to inquire how Mario was. She
returned with the message that her young
mistress had had a sleepless night, but that
sho was feeling better now, and would
come down presently. Marie soon after en
tered tho room, looking exceedingly palo,
yet without the least perceptible agita
tion. '
" How do you feel this morning love?"
inquired hor father.
" Bettor," was the answer.
The day passed by as usual; but, instead
of tho looked-fur improvement, a serious
change for tho worse took place in Mario's
condition. The family physician was sum
moned from tho nearest town, who found
her in a stato of most violent fever.
For fourteen days bIio lay at the point of
death. ,','
Nothing transpired of tho noctural flight;
for the maid took good care to koep silence
on hor own aocount, and the others who
knew of it never betrayed themselves with
a syllable, even when under the influence
of brandy, so greatly did they dread Gabri
el's anger.
Marie, however, spoko so incessantly of
Vladimir when delirious, that her mother
could not remain in doubt as to tho cause
of her illness. Having advised with a few
friends, her parents resolved to let ' Marie
marry the young soldier, seeing that ono
can not escape one's fate, and, besides,
that riches do not always lead to happi
ness. The patient recovered. During hor ill
ness Vladimir had not 01100 showed his face
In tho houso, and it was resolved to apprise
him of his unexpected good fortuuo. But
to the astonishment of tho proud proprie
tor of Nomaradof, the oadot declared that
he should never again cross the threshold
of his house, begging them at the same
time to forget utterly, bo wretched a crea
ture as he, to whom death alone could give
repose. ;,.:.., .. ,. .1
. A few days afterward, they learned that
Vladimir had again roturnod to the army.
It was in the year 1813. . No one uttered
his name in Mario's presence, and she her
felf never made mention of him in any way.
Two or three months had elapsed, when
one day she found his name among the list
of the officers who had distinguished them
selves at tho battle of Borodino, and bad
been mortally wounded. 8he fainted away
and had a relapse, from which sho recover
ed but slowly.
Not long after her fathor died, bequeath
ing his whole property to her. But riches
were not able to comfort hor; she wept with
her mother and promised never to leave her.
They sold Nomaradof, and removed to
another estate. Suitors thronged round
the wealthy and amiable heiress; but none
of them received the slightest encourage
ment from her. Often did her mother press
her to choose a husband she would mere
ly shake her head in silence. Vladimir was
no more; he died at Moscow, on the evening
before tho entranco of the French. Marie
seemed to hold his memory sacred; she
carefully preserved the books they had
road together, his sketches, the letters ho
had written to her in brief, everything
that could serve to keep alive tho remem
brance of the ill-fated youth.
About this timo the war fraught with
such glory to the allies, of whom Russia
was also ono, camo to an end. The victori
ous regiments returned home, and large
crowds of people Hocked togothor to greet
them.' Officers who had gone forth as
beardless youths, came back with the grave
faces of warriors, their gallant breasts cov
ered with badges.
A lieutenant of hussars, Wurmin by
name, with an interestingly pale face, and
decorated with tho cross of St. George,
having obtained leave of absence for sever
al months, took up his rcsidenco upon his
estate, which adjoined Mario's present
abode. The young girl received him with
far more favor than she had hitherto shown
to any of her visitors. They resemble each
other in many respects; both wero hand
some, intelligent, taciturn, and reserved.
There was something mysterious about
Wurmin, which roused the curiosity and
interest of Marie. His affection for her
was soon unmistakable; he showed her
every conceivable attention; but why did
he never speak of love, though his dark
ardont eyes would rest upon hor's half
dreamily, half with an expression that
seemed to announce an early and positive
declaration ? Already the neighbors spoke
of thoir marriage as a settled matter, and
mothor Petrowna was more than happy at
the thought of her daughter's finding a
worthy husband at last.
One morning, when tho latter was sitting
in the parlor, Wurmin entered and asked
for Marie.
" She is in the garden," answered her
mothor. " You will find my daughter
there, if you would like to see her."
Tho young officer hastily walked out into
tho garden.
Petrowna crossed herself, murmuring:
" God bo praised I To-day, I trust his visit
will have somo result."
Wurmin found his beloved, clad in white,
sitting under a tree by the side of the pond,
a book upon her lap, like a heroine of ro
mance. The usual salutations over, Wur
min, who was strongly agitated, told hor
how he had long yearned to, pour out his
heart before ber, and begged that she would
listen to him a few moments. She closed
hor book, and nodded in token of assent.
"I love you," said Wurmin, "I love
you passionately." '
Mario cast down hor eyes.
" 1 have been imprudent enongh to see
you, to hear you daily. It is now too
late to escape my fate. Tbo thought of
your lovely face, of your sweet voice, will
henceforth constitute tho joy and the an
guish of my existence. But I have a duty
to perform towards you; I must reveal to
you a secret, which has placed an insur
mountable barrier between us."
"That barrier," murmured Marie, "ex
isted always I could never have become
yours."
f I know," replied Wurmin, in a sup
pressed voice, "that you havo loved before;
but death three long years of mourning
dearest Marie, do not deprive mo of my
hist comfort, of the blissful thought that
you might become mine, if "
" Cease, I conjure you ! You read my
heart!
" Yes, you will grant me tho comfort of
knowing that you would have become mine;
but, most wretched of men that I am I
am already married 1"
Mario gazed up at him with a look of
astonishment.
"Yes, married for four years," continued
the lieutenant, " and I do not know either
wo my wifo is, where she is, or whether I
shall over moot her."
" Explain yourself morocloarly," said
tho girl.
" I love you, Marie, and will confide in
you. You may know all, and you will not
judge to sevorely an act of youthful levity.
It was in the year 1813. ' I happened to be
on my way to Wilna, with the intention of
joining my regiment. Late in the evening
I reached a station, and had already order
ed that horses should be put to again,
when a fierce 'snow-storm suddenly aroso.
My landlord and the postillion urgentlyjad
vised me to postpone my departure; but I
was determined to go in spito of the rough
weather. Tho postillion had got it into his
head, that by crossing a small river, the
banks of which were perfectly well known
to him, he should find a shorter route. He
missed the right crossing, however, and got
Into a region to which he was an entire
stranger. The storm continued to rage, but
at length we discried a light at a distance.
We made for it, and stopped before a
church, from the brightly illuminated win
dows of which -the light shone. The
door was open, and three sloighs were in
front of it, and I saw several persons in the
vestibule. One of them callod me: " This
way ! this way !" I got out and walked
toward tho vestibule.
The person who had called advanced
toward me.
" Groat Heavens I" he said " bow late
you come I Y'our intendant has fainted, and
wo were ou the very point of driving home
again."
- "Half-bcwildcrcd and half-amused, I
resolved to let the adventure take its
course. -And, in deed I had littlo time for
reflection. My frionds tugged me into the
interior of the church, which was poorly
lighted by two or three lamps. A female
was sitting upon a bench in the shadow,
whilo another stood beside her and chafed
her temples.
" At last 1" cried the latter. " God be
praised that you come ! My poor mistress
liked to have died."
" An aged priest emerged from behind
tho altar, and asked: " Can we begin ?"
" Begin, reverened father 1" I cried un
advisedly. "They assisted the half-unconscious girl
to rise; sho appeared to be very pretty. In
a fit of unpardonable, and now incompre
hensible, levity, I readily stopped with her
to the altar. Her maid and tho three
gentlemen present were so busied with her
as scarcely to throw a look at me. Besides,
the light in this part of the church was
dim, and my head was muflled in tho hood
of my cloak.
" In a few minutes the nuptial ceremony
was over, and the priest,according to cus
tom, desired the newly-married pair to cm
brace. "My young wifo turned her palo, char
ming littlo faco toward me, and was about
to rest her head upon my shoulder with a
sweet smile when, suddenly, she stared
at me as if turned into stone, tottered and
with the cry of " It is not he 1" fell to the
floor.
" All the furies of hell lashed me out of
the church. Before anyone could think of
staying mo I had jumped into my sleigh,
seized tho reins, and was soon beyond the
reach of pursuit."
The lieutenant was silent. Marie, also,
gazed in silence to the ground.
"And have you never discovered what
becamo of the poor girl ?" she finally asked.
"Never. I know neither the name of
tho village where I was married, nor do I
recollect the station where I stopped. At
the time, my culpably frivolous prank
seemed to me a matter of so littlo moment
that ns soon as' thero was no longer any
pursuit to fear, I went to sleep in tho sleigh
and did not awake till wo arrived at another
station. The servant whom I had with me
was killed in battle ; all my efforts to find
out the postillion who drove us proved una
vailing ; and so every clue seems indeed
lost by which I might again find the scene
of that folly, for which I have now to suf
fer so heavily."
Marie turned hor palo faco toward him
and took both his hands. The lieutenant
gazed thunder-struck into hor eyes ; a dim
foreboding awoke in his breast a veil sud
denly dropped from his eyes. 1
" Mario ! God of Hoaven, how can I have
been so blind I Maro, was it indeed you."
"I am your wifo !" was tho only answer
of tho girl, who sank fainting into bisjirms.
From The Aldine for Avgutt.
A (Jraml Spectacle.
A few days since as a steamer aproached
St. Johns N. B. an iceberg nearly blocked
tho harbor, its huge proportions rising
many feet above the sea. As tho steamer
under charge of the weather beaten pilot
passed within thirty yards, the mountain
of ice was seen to tremble under the' re
curring waves caused by the large steamer.
Suddenly, with a report like thunder, an
avalanche of ice full to the water, and re
port after report followed, tons Of ice
crumbled away, and it seemed ns if tho
wholo mass was about to fall to pieces,
groaning and reverberating, with peal on
peal, till at last the centre of gravity hav
ing changed, the ice island toppled over
with a slow and steady motion, displacing
huge waves of sea, and another side aroso
to view throwing into the air a column of
water as high as a church steeple, , ,
Then tho great monster seemed to shake
itself free, the water rolling from its many
peaks, and with an entire change of shapo
it floated steadily upon the oceau to renew
its evolutions as wave and sun act upon its
exposed sides. , . -
t3f""I wish you wouldn't give me such
short weight for my imJnoy," Said a 'custo
mer to his grocer ; who replied(remember
ing the customer's unpaid grocery ttoeoutit)
" and I wish you would ' not give me such
long wait for mine." '
t3TA Frenchman, intending to compli
ment a young lady by calling ber a gentlo
lamb said, Sho is one mutton as is small,'