The New-York Weekly Magazine, or Miscellaneous Repository Part 6

OBSERVATION.

It is ungenerous to give a man occasion to blush at his own ignorance in one thing, who perhaps may excel us in many.

THE VICTIM OF MAGICAL DELUSION.

_OR, INTERESTING MEMOIRS OF MIGUEL, DUKE DE CA*I*A._ Unfolding Many Curious Unknown Historical Facts.

_Translated from the German of Tsc.h.i.n.k._

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"But, my Lord," he continued, folding his hands, "will you be able to pardon the manifold injuries which you have received from me, if I can convince you that I have been only the tool of greater impostors."

"Speak frankly and without reserve! I will forgive you every thing."

"My Lord!---you are in dreadful hands. That _Unknown_---"

"Who is he?" I interrupted him impatiently.

"_Who_ he is, I do not know! as sure as I am going to appear before the omniscient searcher of hearts, I do not know it. He always has observed the greatest secrecy on that head. 'I am who I am!' he always replied, when I questioned him on that point, 'and I never am what I seem to be!'

Three days before you made your first appearance at the castle of the Countess, he came late at night to the gate, disguised as a beggar, and enquired for me. Supposing that he wanted alms, I gave him a piece of money. He raised a loud laughter, whilst he took a handful of ducats out of his pocket, and put them in mine. 'This is only a prelude to what I am going to do for you,' said he, without paying the least regard to my astonishment, 'if you will a.s.sist me in executing a plan which I have formed, without betraying our connection to the Countess.' 'And what plan is it?' 'It is a very innocent one,' he replied, 'I wish to work some miracles in the castle, and should be glad if you would a.s.sist me.

'For what purpose?' 'I want to make two people happy,' was his reply, 'the Countess, and a young n.o.bleman, who will arrive within three days.

The Countess abandons herself too much to her grief, on account of her deceased husband, and I know no better means to cure her of it, than to banish the dead husband from her heart by a living lover. As a mediator between the Countess and the young n.o.bleman, I must render myself important to both, and for that purpose I must work miracles; if I succeed in getting the sway over their understanding, then I shall easily make myself master of their hearts.' He then asked me whether he could rely on me, and if the rest of the servants could not be gained by money? I a.s.sured him of my readiness to serve him, and promised to attempt the latter, in which I succeeded. My fellow servants were easily bribed, because they were persuaded that it was a laudable, or at least an innocent undertaking in which they were to be engaged. The cheat which was to be played on you and the Countess was believed to be innocent, as it appeared to be a means of gaining a salutary purpose. To be brief, I informed the _Unknown_ the day following, that all of us were firmly determined to a.s.sist him in the execution of his plan; a resolution which he again rewarded with a handful of ducats.

"As soon as the Countess was gone to bed, I introduced the generous stranger to my fellow servants. He soon convinced us that he was no stranger in the castle; for he knew every apartment, and every corner.

'I was acquainted with the Prince of Ge**,' he said, 'the former possessor of the castle. He was extremely fond of physic, and chemistry, and his great skill in these sciences procured him publicly, the name of a man of great learning, and privately that of a sorcerer. His rank protected him against the fate which would have been the portion of every body else, if suspected of sorcery. He built the castle in this forest, in order to indulge here, without being interrupted by intruding visitors, his inclination for physical and chemical operations, by means of which he frightened many uninvited guests out of the castle. The most extraordinary tricks he played in the last room, on the first floor, which is connected by means of a machine, with a secret apartment on the ground floor. The latter having neither a door or windows, has very likely not yet been discovered by any of the inhabitants of the castle.'

This is really the case. The _Unknown_ demanded a candle, and requested us to follow him. He led us to a wall which we never had noticed. There he took a stone out of the floor, put his arm into the opening, and pushed a part of the wooden wall back. We followed him through the aperture of a small room, where we instantly beheld the machine of which we had been speaking. It consisted of a strong spring, which was connected with a large wooden cone, fitted in the ceiling, and fastened by a bolt. As soon as the bolt was pushed back, and somebody placed himself on the cone in the upper apartment, the spring was pressed down and the person sunk into the lower apartment, between four posts, in the joints of which the cone was sliding down. However as soon as one jumped from the cone, the spring made it snap back by the elastic force into its former place. In order to convince us of it, the _Unknown_ mounted up to the ceiling upon a ladder which was in the room, and suspended some heavy weights to hooks which were fastened to the under part of the cone, which made it slide down as soon as he removed the bolt, and was forced up again into its former place, by the elastic force of the spring, as soon as he had taken away the weights. This machine could not be perceived in the upper apartment, the floor of which consisted of cubical squares, resembling in form, colour and position, the moveable cone to which they seemed to be closely joined.

"Besides this machine, he shewed us a crooked tube, which was fixed to the ceiling, and reached down to the middle of the room. This tube, said the _Unknown_, is in communication with the wall of the upper apartment where it ends in the open jaw of one of the four lions which are standing in the corner of that room. By means of that tube, one cannot only hear very distinctly in this room what is spoken in the upper apartment, but one hears equally distinctly what one speaks here, without suspecting from whence the voice proceeds. You know, my lord, from your own experience how well the _Unknown_ knew how to render these machines serviceable to his plan.

"Before the _Unknown_ left the castle, he asked me in what apartment the Countess was used to receive strangers? 'In the room,' I replied, 'contiguous to that in the floor of which the moveable cone is fixed.'--He left us with visible marks of satisfaction.

"The next day he came again to the castle, and meeting me at the gate, exclaimed in accents of joy, 'To-morrow already we must begin to work miracles. I have invented a plan which cannot miscarry. The young n.o.bleman will come to the castle to-night. Place some lights in the windows of the upper and lower apartments, that he may find his way to the castle, and order the gates to be opened without delay, as soon as you hear him ring the bell. The Countess, who will be gone to bed by that time, cannot see him before to-morrow morning. When you shall have introduced him to her, then you must return to her apartment, after a short interval and deliver this box and the note which I am going to give you, into the hands of the Countess. If you are asked who has brought it, describe me as you have seen me the first time I came to the castle gate. The young n.o.bleman will be desirous to see and to speak to me, but you must tell him that I had left the castle after the box and the note had been delivered. He will order you to pursue me without delay; however, I will save you that trouble, for I shall stay at the castle, and surrender to you as soon as you shall want me. Keep some cords ready, which must be cut asunder and slightly sewn again together.

With these cords you must tie me, and charge some of the servants to conduct me to the Countess, pretending that I had refused obstinately to return. Then I shall tear the cords asunder, fly into the adjoining room, and bolt the door after me. Meanwhile you must expect me in the lower apartment and unfasten the bolt beneath the cone, that I may sink down as soon as I shall get upon the latter. When the cone shall have snapt back into its former place, you must be ready to fasten it by means of the bolt. When the Countess and her guest, impatient to seize me, shall force open the door and find the room empty, they will fancy me to be a supernatural being, not being acquainted with the secret of the machine.'

"You know my Lord, how punctually and successfully this design has been put into execution. An accident was the cause of a second more important plan, the execution of which has not been less successful. The _Unknown_, who after his disappearance was listening attentively, in the secret chamber, heard among other discourses, by means of the tube, the prayer which the Countess addressed to him on account of the apparition of her deceased Lord. He reflected a few minutes on the possibility of granting it, and promised to satisfy her wishes. The tube was the channel through which the _Unknown_ conveyed his answer to the Countess."

Seized with astonishment at Paleski's narration, and impatient to hear its continuation, I had not interrupted him once; but now I could not refrain any longer from speaking. "Then Amelia is really innocent?"

I exclaimed, "and was not privy to the artifices of the _Unknown?_"

"Not in the least!" Paleski replied, "as I wish to be saved! The Countess is innocent; she has been deceived as well as your Lordship, and probably her faith in the supernatural power of the _Unknown_, is still as firm as it was then."

This declaration lessened my anger at having been deceived in so villainous a manner, I begged Paleski to continue his account.

"Does your Lordship recollect all the particulars of the apparition scene?"

"Yes! I do."

"Well, then I will explain it to you. On the day previous to the magical farce, the _Unknown_ told me that he had gained over to our party the brother-in-law of the Countess, who had arrived lately, in order to surprise Amelia unexpected, and promised to act the part of the ghost--"

"Impossible!" I exclaimed, "you must be mistaken. At least you are not speaking of Count Clairville?"

"Yes the very same person who is at present your travelling companion."

A chilly tremor thrilled through my whole frame; my mind measured with a look of horror the time past and present. I beheld myself in the power of two men, one of whom had imposed upon my heart by means of the mask of sincere friendship, and the other upon my understanding, by displaying a shew of pretended supernatural powers, and both of whom were leagued to work upon my credulity, and to make me run into the greatest dangers.

(_To be continued._)

A PRODIGY.

The well-known Mr. George, son to the French governor of St. Domingo, realised all the accomplishments attributed by Boyle and others, particularly the adventurer, to the admirable Crichton of the Scotch. He was so superior at the sword, that there was an edict of the parliament of Paris to make his engagement in any duel actual death. He was the first dancer in the world. He played upon seven different instruments of music beyond the most artists. He spoke twenty-six languages, and could maintain public theses in each. He walked round the various circles of human science like the master of each: and strange to be mentioned to whitemen, he was a Mulatto, and the son of an African mother.

GREATNESS.

Greatness conveys so fugitive an idea, that there is no holding it long enough to make a definition: it is like a sun-beam reflected from water, playing upon the walls of an apartment: it gives a momentary splendor to the spot where it falls, and flies away to another and another, but to which it belongs we cannot determine, so as to say it deserves distinction.

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REFLECTIONS.

_Occasioned by the very sudden death of Miss MARY BLACKBOURN, who expired of an apoplectic fit, on the 4th of July, 1796._

"Record her worth."

HARVEY.

Twenty years are now complete since America burst the shackles of despotism--pleasures sat smiling on every cheek upon the review of our glorious revolution.--Every freeman's heart seemed inspired with enthusiastic ardour to imitate those brave veterans, who forsook the dear ties of family connection to defend their country's rights, who sacrificed their lives in the glorious cause of liberty. The return of the day was commemorated with heartfelt joy; and amongst a number who were to celebrate the birth of Independence, was one (a female) who had promised herself the pleasure of joining with them. But, alas! how fleeting is the happiness we fondly picture to ourselves. At one moment we appear to have arrived at the very summit of earthly bliss, and at the next we are plunged by cruel fate into the lowest abyss of misery.

O! ye who are sporting in the joys of youth, who are figuring to yourselves the many happy days you, no doubt, expect to see for years to come! who have never taken into consideration that solemn truth that you are born but to die; that your life is like a vapour; that the present hour you can scarcely call your own--it is you I now call upon to read this with attention, to consider that like yourselves MARIA was in the full bloom of youth, health, and beauty--yes, she was in possession of all these, but one hour before her dissolution, and bid fair to live as long as you--Sudden was her departure; in the s.p.a.ce of a few minutes how changed the scene!--She whose conversation just before, was wont to inspire every hearer with emulation, lay stretched before our eyes a senseless corpse.--Reflect, kind reader! O seriously reflect on your visionary state of happiness! you are formed of the same materials! it is the same air your breath!----yes! and a similar narrow cell you must also inhabit, and that perhaps shortly too!---It is impossible for you to say that you expect length of days, because you are in full possession of health, as the very next moment may prove how deceitful your expectations were.

O shade of departed innocence, where is it thou dost now inhabit?----art thou one of those that surround the dazzling throne of Nature's G.o.d, and employed in adoring the great I AM? It was surely for some wise purpose that Jehovah s.n.a.t.c.hed thee from us. Perhaps he saw the evils to which thou wouldst have been exposed by a longer stay, and therefore thought it expedient to translate thee to a better world.

O death! O thou cruel leveller of man! O thou fell tyrant of our race!