based, renders it expedient
to give them, and also to say a few words in explanation of the general
design. A young girl, Mary Cecilia Rogers, was murdered in the
vicinity of New York; and, although her death occasioned an intense and
long-enduring excitement, the mystery attending it had remained
unsolved at the period when the present paper was written and published
(November, 1842). Herein, under pretence of relating the fate of
a Parisian grisette, the author has followed in minute detail, the
essential, while merely paralleling the inessential facts of the real
murder of Mary Rogers. Thus all argument founded upon the fiction is
applicable to the truth: and the investigation of the truth was the
object. The "Mystery of Marie Roget" was composed at a distance from the
scene of the atrocity, and with no other means of investigation than the
newspapers afforded. Thus much escaped the writer of which he could have
availed himself had he been upon the spot, and visited the localities.
It may not be improper to record, nevertheless, that the confessions of
two persons, (one of them the Madame Deluc of the narrative) made, at
different periods, long subsequent to the publication, confirmed, in
full, not only the general conclusion, but absolutely all the chief
hypothetical details by which that conclusion was attained.
(*2) The nom de plume of Von Hardenburg.
(*3) Nassau Street.
(*5) The Hudson.
(*9) The New York "Mercury."
(*10) The New York "Brother Jonathan," edited by H. Hastings Weld, Esq.
(*11) New York "Journal of Commerce."
(*12) Philadelphia "Saturday Evening Post," edited by C. I. Peterson,
(*14) See "Murders in the Rue Morgue."
(*15) The New York "Commercial Advertiser," edited by Col. Stone.
(*16) "A theory based on the qualities of an object, will prevent its
being unfolded according to its objects; and he who arranges topics in
reference to their causes, will cease to value them according to their
results. Thus the jurisprudence of every nation will show that, when law
becomes a science and a system, it ceases to be justice. The errors
into which a blind devotion to principles of classification has led the
common law, will be seen by observing how often the legislature has
been obliged to come forward to restore the equity its scheme had
(*17) New York "Express"
(*18) New York "Herald."
(*19) New York "Courier and Inquirer."
(*20) Mennais was one of the parties originally suspected and arrested,
but discharged through total lack of evidence.
(*21) New York "Courier and Inquirer."
(*22) New York "Evening Post."
(*23) Of the Magazine in which the article was originally published.
They are curtained within the recess, by a thick silver tissue adapted to the shape of the window, and hanging loosely in small volumes.Page 15
Indeed, they soon became sworn friends.Page 26
Any thing even remotely resembling that expression I had never seen before.Page 56
" And wasn't it mesilf, sure, that jist giv'd it the laste little bit of a squaze in the world, all in the way of a commincement, and not to be too rough wid her leddyship? and och, botheration, wasn't it the gentaalest and dilikittest of all the little squazes that I got in return? "Blood and thunder, Sir Pathrick, mavourneen," thinks I to mesilf, "fait it's jist the mother's son of you, and nobody else at all at all, that's the handsomest and the fortunittest young bog-throtter that ever cum'd out of Connaught!" And with that I givd the flipper a big squaze, and a big squaze it was, by the powers, that her leddyship giv'd to me back.Page 95
Among the minor poems of Bryant, none has so much impressed me as the one which he entitles "June.Page 98
Oh! what was love made for, if 'tis not the same Through joy and through torment, through glory and shame? I know not, I ask not, if guilt's in that heart, I but know that I love thee, whatever thou art.Page 103
There is many a pang to pursue me: They may crush, but they shall not contemn-- They may torture, but shall not subdue me-- 'Tis of _thee _that I think--not of them.Page 111
" * "Book of Gems," Edited by S.Page 120
How the danger ebbs and flows; Yet, the ear distinctly tells, In the jangling And the wrangling, How the danger sinks and swells, By the sinking or the swelling in the anger of the bells-- Of the bells-- Of the bells, bells, bells, bells, Bells, bells, bells-- In the clamour and the clangour of the bells! IV.Page 126
(Oh, Heaven!--oh, God! How my heart beats in coupling those two words!) Save only thee and me.Page 131
[The above was addressed to the poet's mother-in-law, Mrs.Page 138
There open fanes and gaping graves Yawn level with the luminous waves; But not the riches there that lie In each idol's diamond eye-- Not the gaily-jewelled dead Tempt the waters from.Page 174
if so-justly.Page 181
The Sephalica, budding with young bees, Uprear'd its purple stem around her knees: * On Santa Maura--olim Deucadia.Page 189
There were undoubtedly more than two cities engluphed in the "dead sea.Page 222
IV Like music heard in dreams, Like strains of harps unknown, Of birds forever flown Audible as the voice of streams That murmur in some leafy dell, .Page 230
They were at once ascribed to Poe, and in order to satisfy questioners, an editorial paragraph subsequently appeared saying they were by "A.Page 231
" Having been published without his usual elaborate revision, Poe may have wished to _hide _his hasty work under an assumed name.