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earnest believer in the cause of under the then existing Governliberty, and a brave and noble ment; while, by waiting a little, supporter of Mazzini.

there was a chance of an honourMargaret's marriage was cele- able post under the new Governbrated in secret: her new joy was ment, whose formation everyone unknown to all her old friends, was expecting. Leaving Rome, even to her mother, until her child too, at that time, was deserting the was a year old. She found herself field wherein they might hope to unable to resist her fate in the work much good, and where they matter, although she had at first so felt they were much needed. Ossoli resolutely refused him. “I loved was already regarded with suspihim," she says, “and felt very cion by his brothers, and, knowing unhappy to leave him; but the his acquaintance with Margaret, connection seemed so every way they had not hesitated to threaten unfit. I did not hesitate a moment. him with the Papal displeasure He, however, thought I should should he be influenced by Liberal return to him, as I did. I acted principles. “Ossoli's education," upon a strong impulse, and could says Mrs. Story, “had been such not analyse at all what passed in that it certainly argues an unmy mind.”

common elevation of character The reasons for the secrecy that he remained so firm and single which Margaret and Ossoli found in his political views, and was so necessary to preserve with regard indifferent to the pecuniary advanto their union were afterwards tages which his former position given by herself. The marriage offered, since, during many years, took place about the time of, or the Ossoli family had been high in soon after the death of the old favour and in office in Rome, and Marquis Ossoli. The three the same vista opened for his own brothers, older than the young future had he chosen to follow Marquis, were all provided for in their lead. ... Their child was the Papal service, one as Secretary born; and for his sake, in order to of the Privy Chamber, the other defend him, as Margaret said, two as members of the Guard from the stings of poverty, they Noble. These two last were were patient waiters for the law of the executors of the estate the land.” left by the old Marquis, which Margaret had found her field for was undivided at the date of labour all through this momentous Margaret's marriage. Everyone time, not only as friend and enknows that law is subject to eccle- courager of Mazzini, but in the siastical influence in Rome, and hospital. She was given the charge that marriage with a Protestant of the Fate-Bene Fratelli, the Prinwould be destructive to all pro- cess Belgioioso having charge of spects of favourable administra- the other. Here she gave the labour tion. And, besides being of of her heart, and devoted herself another faith, there rested, in this with her deep enthusiasm, sustaincase, on the young marquis the ing the men in their sufferings. additional crime of having married The soldiers learned to love “ the a Liberal--one who had publicly signora,” who was by their bedinterested herself in radical views. sides night and day. Ossoli, when Taking the two facts together it was known that the French had there was every chance that, if the landed, took station with his men marriage were known, Ossoli must on the walls of the Vatican gardens, be a beggar and a banished man where he remained faithfully

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throughout the attack. His post when she was ill and alone at Rieti, was one of great danger, as he was poor, and among cunning strangers in one of the most exposed places; who stole from her; when Ossoli and Margaret was now subjected to was compelled to let her suffer in the keen torture which love brings loneliness; when she had lived in with it. Each cart of wounded terrorof his death, and when her soul soldiers that came to the hospital was torn by the sufferings around was scanned by her in dread lest her-everything which had passed the fear she could not put away seemed but a trifle to that terrible should be confirmed-that Ossoli blow when she found that her child should have fallen. And, at the had been indeed neglected, besame time, her child was placed at trayed. nurse in the country for safety; and But she had reached him in poor Margaret, in the midst of her time; by incessant care his life labours, would hear the wailing was saved. For four weeks they cry of her babe. She found watched beside him night and afterwards that this instinct of a day before there came upon his mother's heart, which it seemed face his first returning smile. But foolish to listen tom for the child poor Margaret beneath this trial had been placed apparently in good uttered words which were unlike hands—had been but too true a in their bitterness anything which token. The child was neglected by had before escaped her : "O God! the treacherous nurse, who at last help me, is all my cry. Yet I succeeded in letting them know have little faith in the paternal that she would abandon the poor love I need, so ruthless or so neglibabe unless money was sent in ad gent seems the government of this vance-payment, although the roads earth ... This last plot against were so insecure as to render it all me has been so secretly, cunningly but impossible. Ossoli meantime wrought, that I shall never remained firm at his post, half- acquiesce. I submit, because usestarved and haggard. Margaret less resistance is degrading, but I would sometimes be able to see him demand an explanation. I see that for a few moments by the blood. it is probable I shall never receive stained walls of the Vatican one while I live here; and suppose gardens, and they might speak that I can bear the rest of suspense together anxiously of their child ... yet I am tired out, tired of whom it was impossible to reach, thinking and hoping, tired of and of whose fate they were in com- seeing men err and bleed. . . Man plete ignorance for long periods. will still blunder and weep as he

The trials suffered by these has done for so many thousand two heroic souls it is difficult to years.” Doubtless there are men record rightly; much of the history and women who, disappointed in of this time has been gathered by their efforts for others, or crushed mere fragments from their love- by private grief, can understand letters which were washed ashore this state of Margaret's, although after the wreck of the Elizabeth. At perhaps there are not many brave the end of the siege, when the poor enough to desire the end of this mother could follow her heart, she life, in order to“ demand an explafound its intuition too terribly true. nation.” Her child was little more than a She had not long to wait before skeleton, too weak to smile. Every entering upon that new life, in trial which had passed over her which, as we may hope, some of before that-all she had endured the mysteries of our being may be


solved. But there was first a from iminediate poverty. No career period of rest; the two passed the was open for Ossoli in Italy, while winter at Florence, happy in the Margaret would at once find work returning vigour and beauty of in her own country. Thus, though their child. Here she found fur. it was painful for Ossoli to go, ther comfort, in faithful friends they decided in the spring to sail who showed all confidence in her. for America. Even Margaret She had dreaded, and justly, the scarcely seemed to desire the reordeal of appearing in the world turn to her own land which she that knew her, with her secret was planning. “I am homesick; marriage to explain. The letters but where is that home ?” which she had to write to her own To a lover of the superstitious family half killed her, as she says. there are many strange omens But she found many whose confi- gathered about this voyage of the dence in her was too deep to resent Ossolis. Poor Margaret, to begin her secrecy; and in her peaceful with, was torn by a practical winter at Florence faith and hap. dilemma. Poverty made them piness gradually returned to her. decide upon sailing in a merchant“ Ossoli seems to me more lovely man from Leghorn: to go by and good every day; our darling France more than doubled the child is well now, and every day expense. Yet she dreaded the sea, more gay and playful. For his and the journey from Leghorn was sake I shall have courage, and hope one of sixty or seventy days. some good angel will show us the People warned her of the inway out of our external difficulties.” security of a sailing vessel, and Ossoli's love for her was so full of she had her child with her. “I enthusiasm as to amount to am suffering,” she says, “as never reverence; and indeed Margaret's before, from the horrors of ininfluence on the people amid whom decision.” But she is helped to they lived was perhaps almost decide by reading of the loss of enough in itself to justify this. some fine steamers and packetHer power over rough men had ships. " Safety is not to be frequently shown itself to be re secured,” she says; “I shall emmarkable; her two strong weapons bark more composedly in our being courtesy and unflinching merchant ship, praying fervently, courage. At no time, in the midst indeed, that it may not be my lot of her most pressing anxieties, did to lose my boy at sea ; or, if so, she put aside the troubles or dis. that Ossoli, Angelo, and I may go tresses of others, but was always together, and that the anguish ready with her sympathy and her may be brief.” Strangely enough, commanding influence.

Ossoli himself had been told in But bread - winning was now his boyhood, by a fortune-teller, to becoming the matter of vital im- “ Beware of the sea;” and this portance. Margaret's “private boat Elizabeth was the first ship he hopes had fallen with the hopes had ever set foot on. Margaret is of Italy ;” and whatever was done so“ absurdly fearful” that even at with the Ossoli property, it is the final moment she hesitates; but evident that the young Marquis at last they sail. . was unable to obtain any benefit The first trouble on this doomed from it. Margaret's book on Italy ship came in the shape of the was ready, and in America she malignant small-pox. The captain hoped to make such arrange- sickened and died; afterwaris ments for it as would free them Angelino sickened, but he recovered; and eventually four thousand miles of ocean are crossed without further calamity. In safety the ship stood off the Jersey coast, close home. Trunks were packed, all were ready, and the last “ good night" on shipboard was said.

In that last night, when seemingly the dangers of the journey were over, came the hurricane. The captain's wife and some of the crew were saved; Margaret might possibly have been saved, would she have left her husband and child. But these three resolved to live or die together, and steadily

refused any separation. At last the steward took the child in his arms, resolved to save him or die, while the others remained alone to meet their death. The next wave brought it. The steward and the child were washed ashore, both dead, though warm. Margaret, Ossoli, and their servant Celeste perished upon the ship.

Margaret's manuscript upon Italy was lost with them; all of her treasures that the sea gave up were her child's dead body and the love. letters which had passed between herself and Ossoli.


Long lonesome corridors we wandered through,

Where the dim light made shapes of darkness grow.

As the day waned the moon glanced to and fro,
When o'er her face vague wanton cloudlets blew,
Striking through squares of glass of soft wan hue

Fair marble men ;-large leaves a shadow throw

That makes their still life ghostly. Angelo
Had there his Man of Twilight, doubter who

With unsolved ceaseless questions grieves alway,
And lacks fruition, and his heart grows pale.

High archways passed we, on whose hangings play
Such sunset hues as clouds wear far from shore.
Alone I passed beneath the shrouding veil
Of abstract years, to silent spheres of yore.

As round the walls strange pictures were unrolled,

The breath and colour of romantic time

Wrapped me in glamour and a dream sublime;
Meseemed the prince long legended of old,
For the rare maid of whom the sweet tale told

Longing full sore. A palace steps I climb

Seeking for her. With my rapt mood doth chime
A presence glimmering by ... the dream's lips cold

In that dim room I kissed, as one obeys
Bidding he wots not ... then from spells I woke,

And knew my love there standing in amaze,
Who had passed with me with light silent feet,
And now must mock my dream! Thin phantom folk
How she outvies, whose heart hath living heat !



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in return being the suggestion of a I FIRST met Mr. Moon at the title or a motto for a plate. His Literary Fund Club, of which we hospitality was great, and in the were elected members on the same rooms over the little corner shop in day, and when it was great fun Finch-lane I have met some of the to propose his health, which was most distinguished painters and endone after dinner, whenever he was gravers, among them, notably, present, to get him on his legs, his David Roberts, Haydon, and Robinstyle of eloquence being sui generis. son. He was essentially good Whenever he manifested any hesi. natured and good tempered-by no tation in responding to the toast, means convertible terms. From he was usually encouraged by very humble beginnings he rose to “Rise gentle moon” from Mr. the foremost rank in his line of busiHopkinson. It was his wont to ness, to great wealth, and a refer to the works of art which he baronetcy. The elements of his was about to produce; and on one success were palpable enough-inoccasion I remember Jerdan's in- dustry, judgment, integrity, and enterrupting him by saying that the terprise ; and he always took care to particular plate referred to in get the best work, and he paid the his speech was “a regular Doobest price for it. David Roberts (the name of the engraver).

often spoke to me of his liberality, Soon after our acquaintance he and many engravers have mentioned asked me to write a few verses to it to me in the highest terms. Nor be sung or recited at the opening was he less liberal to his own of the Licensed Victuallers' Schools immediate employés, one of whom in the Old Kent-road, with which told me that Mr. Moon, one Christhe was connected. The verses were mas eve, handed him a cheque for poor enough, but he acknowledged a large sum in reward of what he them by sending me the engraving considered he had done in promotof Eastlake's “Byron's Dream ;” ing the subscription to the great and this was followed by proof work of the “Holy Land.” He impressions of all the impor. was justly proud of his title, and a tant subjects he published for little sensitive about it. I met him many years afterwards, in- not very long before his death at a cluding “Deerstalking,” by Land- court dinner of one of the great seer, and David Roberts's splendid City companies, and inadvertently work, “ The Holy Land, Syria, inquired after Mrs. Moon. Lady

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