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' , From dreamless rest let me awalce no nore : Nor longer live existence to deplore. Haste I Siren, Haste ! low lullabies to sing; Until I die beneath, the shadow of the wing I 1 "i i j ' The Tempter in the House. UT FACL H. BATKC, The sky is dark with a clondy pall Ana uie earth is dim with ram, And the ghastly pine trees toss and moan By the side of the moaning main ; And around the eaves of the desolate Hall The shrill March winds complain. Hut a darker pall has shrouded the light Of the Household Hopes within, For the troubled hearts that toss and moan, By the shuddering verge of sin, Are sorely.beset by the Tempter's might, And the Devil is sure to winl . ' From Chambers's Journal. . The King'i Word. - Never had the position of a king presented so hopeless an aspect ns that of Charles VII. of ranee, in the yenr 1455, two years before his del'ircranco by Joan of Arc. Almost nil the posts and fortresnes in the hands of the Eng lish, an army which it was difficu't to maintain, without silica, an empty trensury, and no pros, pect of aoon again being alble to fill it-those were the circumstances in which Charles found himself, when one day, during his sojourn at Bonrgrs, he received informaiion that the last remains or his army had, in the preceeding ni'fht, set fira to their camp, and cone over to the enemy. With the defection ofj these troops, under (ho command of the Count ue Richemont, Constable of Franco, the cause of Charles np pearcd to be- irretrievably lost. ) - : Such a disaster would have driven any other monarch to despair: but Charleswho receiv ed the intelligence of his misfortune jnst as he was engaged with hi favorite, the Marquis do vjiv , iu ins uariui jmouwic vh , nil u v jug iiiw eice merely looked np w astonishment at the officer lb a slight air of who ! had brought him the message, and asked: "What! are they all gone ?" " All, sire." " Well, Giac,. that is a good joke," said the King, laughing and turning to his favorite. M Yes, site," answered Giac: f and the mis fortune could not have befallen your Majesty at a luckier moment. "Why so r The men, sire, had arrears of pay owing to them, and the treasury is emply."( At this mo ment a page announced the Cotnte de Ricbe- mont, Conslahle of France; and the counten ance of the Marquis, which bad hitherto borne an expression of careless gyety, instantly to one of extreme seriousness, and his face turned dedly pale. '' ! ' - wMy cousin is welcome!" cried the King, at the , same time looking towards the officer, who was still waiting, and giving him to understand, by a motion of the hand, that he was dismissed. " Well, GiadT f aid Charles in a tone of won certnent, as his favorite, whilst expecting the entrance of. tho Constable left the dice-box standing untouched before him; "the throw is with you." .', .! Sire, stammered Gitc, as he arose in em barrassment from the table. - j ' ; . - u What is th matter! ' : - ; Your majesty is aware that the Constable is rot friendly towards me.j As your treasurer tire, he may think it my fault that the deserting troops had not received their arrears of pay and I fear he may wish to be revenged." Nonsense, Giacl Do not give, yourself any concern on that account j I, your king, vr ill protect you ". . , ; : j : " But circumstances might occur, your Msjes ty in9 Marquis, trembling., ; novnmg 10 icar. Xou have my royal word " ' i ,:: . Hero the conversation was interrupted by the entrance of the Constable, '. . , Welcome, good cousin, to BourgesI" cried Charles " I have already heard what has ' ta' ken place at fit Jaques de Beavron. The wick ed traitors But wha t brings you tc me, I worthy cousin I". ; ; i j - ' ' v'- t "I am eome, sir," answered the Count, ,"to .return to you my sword of office, as it is no longer sble to restore the lost codition of France." ;. i . -j". x .; "Not so hasty, cousin r cried Charles, kn(t fing his brows.: "It h nok my fault that the eowardly mercenaries have left us.V ' ; ' "It is not mine, sire," answered the Consta ble, proudly and with eropbast. j .. . "I know, I know," said the king. M You art ' faithful Mrraat" The Count bowed eoHly. " When I received thi constable sword from yonr Msjestyaaid he, rnd assembled an army to protect your thronejl did 10 upon '-one con dition : I promised to support tbV troops at my own cost during a peritld of four Weeks, at the end of which time they .were to be paid by your iMajeaty, and you promised to send me t hun dred thousand dollars for that purpose. 1 Very true, cousin." , i I ! "Four months have elapsed since then ; I but the money did not have kept my promise, arrive. . The troops refused to serve any lon ger without pay. I entreated and threatened, but without avail ; the 'traitors deserted secret ly. It would not have happened, sire, if you had kept your word as well as I kept mine, and had sent the money as you promised.' ! " What!" cried Charles, rising from his seat, aid pale with rage; M did not send the mot- eyt" "No, sire." , iiui aiiu tue muney nas DCen collected from the country for the purpose I . What has become of it?" , , : "Ask the Maquis de Giac, your Majesty; perhaps ho knowa," answered the Constable coldly. - - . ' ' '.''j;- ; The Marquis who had hitherto listened to the conversation in a state of the greatest anx iety, replied to the king's question : ."Sir,? said he, " out of the hundred thou, and dollars, the Chevalier d'AngV was paid the bet he laid with your Majesty ; and the rest I took in part payment j for the three horses I had brought from Burgundy." "So the money has gone for a bet and three xr i.j it.. . . horses I cried the Constable, angrily turning" to tne M.irquis: you treasurer!" . "Whether; I am so are truly an excellent or not," answered the Marquis scornfully, " it. is not your business to decide." f The Constable bit his lip without making any reply, and then fell on one knee before the king-, and presented his sword, f were, 6ire," said he," fa my sword back gam. " No, my cousin, we will not accept of it, cried Charles; " for we know none more worthy to whom we can confide it." The Constable appeared to consider for a minute, and then, with a wde-glance at the Marquis : , "bince you command it, sure," said he. I will retain my sword, hoping long to wear it to the honor of my King and France ; but I must make one condition, which I hope you wil1 grant me." - : i Most willingly, cousin." ; t i : ' ; " As ConsUble of France," continued the v a i i ' ' - -'' - L. ' vonni, i exercise the highest jurisdiction with in the province confideel to me, as well as with in the district of the town of Bourses." " Right ln . I :,' : ) i" Allow me then, -sire, to make use of this power; and permit that the. same obedience may be shown to me that would be shown to yourself." Charles appeared for. a moment em barrassed, and then with a side look at Ms vis ibly anxious fivon tei4It shall be so, cousin said he, "but with one stipulation; you must answer to me' with your I onor for the safefy of 44 1 answer for his life, sire," said the Con stable. Then turning to the Marquis i "My Lord Marquis,? said he, 44 you are my prisoner. ' A few hours aflet the visit of the Constable to King Charles, the Marquis de Giac was a prisoner in Bou rges, on the charge of having squandered the money belonging to the royal trensury. This at least was the form under which the Constable had proposed to himself to retaliate upon the Marquis, for the long list or offences he had beep for some time commit ting with impunity, fueling himself safe under the especial protection of the king. - The pris oner was fully aware of the danger of the po sition in which he was placed, although the word 6r the' King, as well as that of the Con stable; was undoubted security , for his life.- But are, there not punishments infinitely more painful than death ! , Are there hot tortures in sufficient to destroy the thread of lify, yet in comparison with which death itself would be a boon! And; what Was there to hope from the protection of a weak and frivolous kincr. at the time when the Will of the Constable was of greater weight than that of his roaster? ; . Giving himself up to these reflections." his head resting on his two hands the Marquis sat in a corner of his dark and dismal prison, a wait ing the arrival of the messenger who was to make known to hid his fate ; for .in those days no lengthened process was necessary for the condemnation of one who had fallen under the displeasure of the' Constahle. J It was, ; there- lore, mat same evening that same evening that the Tdoor of. the prison opened, : the Mayor of purges, aiienuea oy two snenHs, appeared De fore the Marquis. A' Ion? 'roll of naner in the hand of the former announced to' him that his (ate was decided., .;! .' - , My Lord Marquw de Giae."- aid lh WaV- or, after clearing his tliroat, and unrolling the paper, fc draw pear andear the sentence which the good city of Bourses, iccording to rijjht aiid conscience, passes ugon you." r. The prisoner, by nature. sot timid, and eiv dowed with a, certain slrenffth of soul which enabled hira to meet with fortitude inevitable evils, arose courageously, and walking up to th3 Mayor almost with an air of pnde : i i 44 Let me hear it f said be. But, pray, use not many wojds." ' f J , j "As you command," replied the Mayor bow ing low as he spoke ; and then he proceeded to read, with all the pomposity of his office, as follows : "The supreme administrator of the laws for the'good and 'true cjty of Bourses de crees, according to right and. conscience, that Arthur Phcebus Charles, Marquis de Giac, be held guilty of having: improperly and- fraudu lently squandered the royal treasure, and that he he accordingly attained of high treason, and condemned to suffer death by the sword." ! 44 How ? DeathPcried the prisoner, more in anger than in terror; ;l i . ! 44 Allowxme to proceed, my Lord Marquis : I have not yet done," said the Mayor ; and he read on : 44 In consideration, however,! of its having pleased his Majesty, our most gracious king and master, to pardon with his own royal word the said Marquis de jOiac, and to grant him his life, so shall tho sentence-pronounced upon him be commuted and changed to a penance ; which commutation; however, can only be ob tained by the condemned declaring in his own handwriting that he is willing to underWo'the sentence of death, and to renounce the favor of me royal pardon ottered him," - k 44 And what is the penance which I am to prefer to deathin what does it consist?? asked the prisoner, turning pale.' ! J i 44 It is as follows," said the Mayor, reading further : That Arthur Phcebus Charles Mar quis de Giac, shall bind himself to put to death with the sword to-morrow morning before sun rise, in the open market-place of Bourges, one of the criminals at present convicted of mur der." K' -.1;-" .::f -:' jH.hr Uttering a cry of rage and horror, the pris oner sank on the bench in his cell, and the door immediately closed upon Tthe ( retiring Mayor and his attendants. " H i ;j. When we consider the degradation attached to the office of public executioner in the mid dle ages, the contempt in which the man who filled it was held, and his low position in1 a civil community, we shall be able to form some idea of- the refined cruelty contained in the so called penance inflicted on thejMarquis de Giac. To come in contact, even in the. remotest degree, with that administrator of criminal justice, was held to be adisgrace which not even the royal authority was sufficient entirely to obliterate and the meanest citizen would have preferred death to that act whicfrthe authorities of Bour ges had imposed,' under the name of a penance, upon a man of ancient and honorable race, and one who had long stood high in the favor of a crowned monarch. H i ) I ; At the dawn jof day, on the loth "of June, 1456, an agitation began on the market place of Bourges, which announced, that something,-as anusua as it was important, was! about to take place Out of all the houses, streets.' "and "'al leys streamed men and women of all ages, who assembled round, a circb parked out with posts in the middle of the market-place, the entrance to which was strongly guarded bv weli-arniPd soldiers. 'Although the morning twilight did ! not afford a clear sight of 'what was prepared; upon the inclosed spot, still there was .4 gene- ral idea of what 'was to follow ; and those that stood nearest could discern a lightly erected I stage, the sight of which left no doubt as to its object. ! It was a scaffold, which awaited its victim.';.-; j- V.;-.i':;-7'r:v'i. ij The expectation and the interest depicted on ! the countenances of the constantly increasing mass, was very decidedly different from that1 which' was usually observed on like occasions. This difference had its risein the circnmtnace that the present occasion 'was not one of a com mon, execution, but as was already known to the inhabitants of. Bourges; an example of the administration of justice hitherto ' altogether ithout precedent. Besides this the unusual time of day, as well as the; place,, contributed much to lend solemnity to the whole: for aVal- lows'had never before been known to be erected within the precincts of the dwellins houses of the citizens of Bourges; and added to this, the sword ot , justice was now to be seen in the hand of a man who. althoneh ha hA k.n ticularly beloved by the people, had at least al ways been looked up to by therri with respect; As at length, during the continuation of that rustling and confused hois4" which 1? in ble even from asilent : maiutudeUh&rdaylight increased by degree, and announced the ap proaching rising of the sun In the east: a deeo and awfuV stillness suddenly pre vafled. Through a page'formed by the cowd.i dfers approached the i fatal ring ; :surrounded by tnese soldiers was a miserable cart ht hich ? the executioner and by his side a haffffard- iooking' man; who was evidftntlv in.'nfr the'death of "' maltfactor. rM -p- -X :y a- littievdistance ffem the cart; followed: a L clergyman, accompanied by a man, whose face was perfectly pale, but whose, carriage was firm andJprwdV andJhis S;iisiQfo reas'.' richly embroidered with gold, but to which the armorial'oniajnents were neVartheles's wanting. showed him to be of high rank. It was 'the Marquis de Giac When he appeared, a sup pressed exclamation of sympathy ran through tho crowd, , ; : I : ;;-! " In the! meantime five members of the jidl cial body of Bourges bad approached the scaf fold from the opposite direction', and after laying several rolls of paper! down upon a table, await ed j earnestly and silently the approach of the condemned. A few moments after, the iric tims appeared upon the place of execution The clergyman drew near to the ' culprit who had been! convicted of murder, prayed With him for a short time, and then led him to the fatal seat ; af er which the breathless still nss which prevailed,! the senior of the five judicial ofBeers proceeded to read aloud, first the sentence of the murderer, and then that of then that of 'the Marquis de Giac, to jtrhom he turned at the con clusion with these words i L J j' ": . " I demand pf you, Arthus Phoebus' Charles, Marquis; de Giac whether you are willing. lun. der your own handwriting and Riorntnr to give j yourself up to the royal mefcy, aiid thus escape the sentence of death which hangsover you?" j :" .1 ',; , ' r' 44 No," answered the marquis, in a firm voice, i 44 Then," I continued ; the; officer of justice. 44 you will have to perform the penance imposed on you, imd.do the part of executioner tothe delinquent ; who j has been adjudged to" sutler death atjtbe hands" i)f headsman j T'; jj Saying; this, be made a sign to the execution er, who j drew from under his cloak a swrd which he presented to the Marquis de Giac. " An inefcribable j expression of anxiety fvas depicted, on every countenance. -After a snort pause, the Marquis pile as death, seized Sthe sword with a firm grasp, bared his right arm, and- -i 'A shriek of horror crowd -he had cut off his right hand by a des perate stroke of the weapon which he held in his left. 1 ;' K-t!; MuJ -.'1 . -: ". ?' Returning the sword to the executioner, and turning to the judicial authorities, whilst jthe blood streamed from his arm. he said : Go. tell the Constable, gentlemen, that the Marcjuis de Giac has no hand with which to perform fche the duty of executioner --" ! s J j He could say no more, but fell Jainting from . loss of blood. i i ! Before the expiration of an hour, the Marquis received the pardon of the Constable, who ad mired oourage still more than he hated politi cal trime, . ' ; ; ' ' : . j-. 'r-r-Tr i V:f 1 Sir Walter Raleigh's letter to his Wife. You shall receive, my' dear wife, my last words in' these my last linesf my love 1 1 send 7on, that you may keep when I am dead, and my counsel, that you may" remember it when I am no more. I would not with my will present you sorrows, dear Bess ; i let , shem go to the grave with me, and be buried in the dust And seeing that it is not the jwjll of God that I shall see you any more, bear my destruction'patiept ly, and with an heart like yonrself. . ; ; First, I send you all the ! thanks which rny heart can concleiveor my words express, for youT many travails and cares for. me;" whicli though thpy have not taken effect as you wish ed, yet my debt to you is not the less ; but pay it I never shall in this world. . I Secondly, I beseech you,'for the love you bare me living, that you do not hide yourself mapy days, buti by yourl travails seek ? to help the miserable fortunes and the right of your poVr cKild. Your mourning cannot avail me that am but dustt I i . .Thirdly, you shall understand, that my lands were conveyed bona jidi! to my child ; the writ ings were drawn - at midsummer ' was twAlvA months, as divers'cari witness; and I trust mr oiooa win quench their malice who desired my slaughter, that they will not seek also to -kill you and yours with extreme poverty. To what friend to direct you I kn Jw not, for all mine have left me in the true time of trial. Most sorry am I, that, being thus surprised by death, I can have you no better estate; God hath pre vented all my determinations, that great God whch worketh all in all; and if you can life free from ;war.t, 'care, for no more, for ther Test M uk, Tft7:loTe 9d, and begin betimesii in nim yu shall find Xrvti, everlasting, and end less comfort;, when t ypu. have travailed and wearied yourself with all 6orts otworldly cogi tations, you shall sit down by now lh Jtle end.- Teach' yoursonaW God whilst he is young; Ui at the fear of . God 7 growjup iq himi ; ' then will . God ! be ' an husband to you," and a father to hlm--'an hu hand and a father that can never ba taken from you; ' fiiaylio o.icixe J thoixsaVd poTixidss; ai. Aryan six hundred J in; Jernesey i also I have much owing me. . Dear wife, I beseech you, for my soul's sake, pay" all poor men. ; JVhep I am dead, no doubt you shall be much sought nnto, for the world thinks-! was very rich: have a care. to the1 fair pretences of men. for no greater misery can befall you in his life, - than to become a prey onto the world,-and .after to be despraeo!. "T speak (God knowsy not disf' suadeyoti: from marriage; fbr it will be best for lor-mcvi am ua mors yours, nor yoa mine . : '' :J- - . ; -!- " a ' J 1 ea xne from tne world, and you from me. Re-i member your poor child for his father's sake." "who lored you in his happiest estate. I sued lor my !ife; but God knows itjwas for you and yours that I desired it : for know it, my dear Wife, ypur child is the child of a true man, who. in. his own respect desprsetli' death and hii' jftis-'hapen and ugly forms, j I cannot write much;jGod knows how hardly I steal this tune when aJU sleep; and it is also 'time for me to separate my thoughts from jthe world. Beir my dead body, which living 'jwaV, denied you and either lay it in Sherbourne, or Exeter church by my father and mothei. I can say no more ; time and death call mo away. . The ever lasting God, powerful, infinite, and inscrutable God Almighty, who is goodness itself, the true light aid life, keep you and yours, and have mercy upon me, and forgive my persecutors ; and false accusersand send us to meet in his glorious kingdom. My dear wife, farewell U bless my boy, pray for me, and let my true" God noia you ootn m nis arms. Ybfirs that was, but now not mine own,' WALTER RALEIGII. j! j Walter Savage landor. He Inherited a large patrimony," (eighty thousand pounds sterling,) and his' style of living jas been . princely. But he owes1 far more tp nature than to fortune. If he is rich in? what Pope calls 4 yellow dust, "he is still richer in the .treasures of the mind. He is truly 'one of nature's noblemen. He does not, as ScoU ana uyron did, attect o look - down - unon the" literary- profession. On the contrary, he has mera- Pro,ess,on. - un .tiie contrary, he has eitabovealotWhurnana and no literary man in distress has ever anneal, and noj literary man in distress has ever aoncal ed to bim in vain. Though accustomed from his childhood to the luxuries and refinemerts of high life, no man has'a more generous sympathy and respect for honest poverty in the humblest classes or thinks less of mere conventional distinctions of all sorts." He is an -enthusiast for liberty, and would readily shed his last drop of blood or spend his last guinea in . that holy cause! I In 1808, on the first insurrection in Spain, he raised a body of troops there atj his own expense. The rank of colonel inj the Spanish! army was conferred upon him. On the extinction of the Constitution by Ferdinand, he resigned his commission, and fold Don Cavalloe that though willing to aid the Spanish people in tne assertion ot their liberties, 44 he wouid have n thing to do with a perjurer and traifor Napoleon the third was once on friendly terms! wun JLanaor, ana presented him wiih a cojry of his works, with autograph compliments on the fly-leaves. But when the - Emperor sent, his - I a it t. f -'-'. . troops against the Italians, Lnndor returned the u ' iT ? , uuurrc,uc" e inr rolumes in disgust. iLandor's nte lectnal tftfpc Volumes in disgust. Landors intellectual tastes I are notf confined jto the library.; He is never more hppy than when he is in some magnifii cent gallery of pictures, or meditating the mar vels of fee' gifted sculptor or the skilful architect.' The walls of his own apartments even 1 the bed-rooms passages, and staircases, from i the ceilings to-the floorglow with the rich life of art. The paintings are even fixed on the doors. Landor lis full of anecdote, and has seen' so much 'of human life in all its phases,-both in) England and on the continent, that his aotobU ography would assuredly be one of the most in teresting works imaginable. But no one 'cart persuade bim to undertake it. . Col bum on ee offered him a large sum for a small ; volume of his personal reco! lections. A friend siid to him' one uay, , ianaor, you musi write your autobi ography." ".Nevei I " was the emphatic reply; i40h, you'll think beiter of it, MNo I may think j worse of i'."j Mr. Foster . wished ! for Landpr's portrait for the large edition of his Tvorks, but he declined to give it . His friends have several photographic portraits of him, and there is a bust by mxly.Slqtesman. George Washington and Washington "i " We have been told : thai' vrhi-n Hfr. , Trrinor aeam nam cut us asunder, and God hath divid-H was achild five or six years old, he was walk- npon hira, helad the'visageW PeboJin Win ing one day, with a (- favorite Scotch servant-(Pr. StVeaml begnrrj to! from hi. eyes. uman, , ruauW3y -,Doiiniroaawayxi our sAs the sun increased, he grev less and lesa fa times in- which Presidents and Generals are lost future, and nm had' melted completely aVay. . m the crowd, botthat quiet. little thoroughfare, I Kothing remaned on the place of l is lod-e-Ere which,' starting from the Battery as its court-1 lhe miskodeedVa imll white flower Vi:h a ea, ion;throu& TOwofm border4fl5rnry R. ScKoolcrafL. V houses, and still more : modest shops, to jthe p ; . .j ' T m--- - ;. , ; . fields and gardens around the Park; : In 'op otSKsmws: or I LrcV KaEs;--tIar7, thesehops there was a little tnore sliC thanpraria; Mane, French,) signify exalted.;- Ac usuaJ,'wiih little ;bustle, too, of curiosity fording to some, Marj, means My of tH'iea. about the door, which attracted the good wo-JlArartba, interreted; is Littemes; Isabel sijnf. man's Attention and, on looking : in fbr jthe,es lovely;1 Jotia and 'jalie't, ofVhaired f Ger cause, she saw; that Gencrar Washington was jrode, all truU,1 ; Deanof, an , froitfal ; . Ellen 5trC: fcf r. -T0? t ipanion. by xlx -prisioaliy te'C?ree: : Helen ignfflee alluring, hand, she drew him forward, and led him right though . according to "the Greek authors, it a? to t:GeneraexcJaImin, i'Loi here sir ; ; - means one ' wh? pitkslv The ' InterpreUtion' of isia??jn, ! ?na5le4 forJ?; ; S :CaroHne is'fegal ;"-thalot Charlotte, is a Qneen ; ton laid his i hand upon the child's bead, andiirom; jniTabelh and feliza signify (rue ;'CIari,. bright that day to thl tha .Ueaamg of the' Father of' r cUarteyed ; Agne, chsste ; Amanda, amiablef his uountry nas resiea upon it. It is impossi-j r ,5Je '? cf life; G race, favor ; Sarah, or ingHoWmysterwusJyU -To Washinstott it was a trifle. "dwelt noont Deri haps,. with pleasure for a momenttold,.it maypittle bne ; ICirgafet, a peaVl ; Rebecca, plnrap ? luc.wm.nw.vu.iuitmin uc-m iUCa i iiaiman, Anne; Ann, and NancyaU of which 1 1 1Oou.'n .m1 w' 3 , " ol. areoftheMtaecriginal D?ne, interpreted. ptta had jat entered upon hladotlct as Presid under the new Comtitutinn Grave care, intricate cmestWs of state. m weighing upm l.fm, and what time had he to bestow anything more than a smile arid a eareit ' on this chilpf a stranger, even though bearin j his own nan t What would hav bn hu I sensations,! culd he have foreseen the futum f career or IbaS child! How would been l'ghtend, what a thrill Would hive ahot w u.o uv.i ;" ivrTor wouiii uave giowed in hU benedtctron, could ; ome friendly toJct have whispced in his' ear, This boyt will on day;bear hjs)irt in the great work of raising ' his country to the first place among the nau'oha: no win compel cer reluctant kindred beyohd the sea to recognise her genius, as you haVi compellpd tnemf to recognhe her power; he wiU fi4 rfuMfc sTations with dignity, and adofa private life vrith all tho gentler 'virtues and when, at Ias after many wanderings and many labors, he sgall command make hi honib upon the banks oUhat stream which was the acena of some of y our greatest trials and noblest . achievement he will devote the mature wisdoor and tempeme eloquence of a green old age to the story Offrour life'and indiso!ublv unite hi name with yours in a work which shall be tho guide and ftie delight of the remotest poateri. :;; - .v, printer and; Spring. . ," : . "r An old mif was sttting in his lodge,- by the side of a froen stream, j If w as the close of winter, and U fire wis almost out. He appear ed very old Hind very desolate. HI ww.r. white with and he trembled in every ioint aer d passed in so C s' k ' !l T. - ... J,. ... 8 cira nothing but;he sounds of tho tempest, sweep- iug oeiore limine new-ialien snow. . ; . One dayijs his fire Was just dyinir. a'hand. ) some yanwn approached, and entered hU I .dwelling, iiis cheeks were red with the blood of youth, hii eyes sparkled with animation, and1 a smile playid upon his lips. He walked with a light and qbick stepl His forehead was boend with a wreath of sweet grass . in place of a warrior's frontlet, and he carried a bunch of flowers Inj hja hind." . j, 4 , . "Ah. royon," said the old man," "I sra happy to se you. Come in. Come, tell me of your ad ventures; and what strange lands yoa have been ho see. Let us pass the night together. I lwill tell x'oa of my nroweaa ami exploits,' and what l ean perform. 'Voii shall 3 ' naiueanu we wui amuse oursclven." ,i lie. then )drew from his sack a curiously wrought antique pipe, and, having fihed it with tobacco, rendered mild by an admixture of cer 1 MU ,rvesi uauuea n io niSeuesL' Whenthia r ' ;' t , , Ku"w .nenini I ceremony .was concluded, they be?an to snMl- t . j IT . J oca 10 8eak tain leaves, handed it to his guest,' ,T7hen thi . 44 1 blow roy breath," said the old man. and the. streams stand still." The water becotnea stiff and hard as clear stone " . - : 44 1 bjeath,.n said he young man, and flow, ers spring u all over; the plains." 44 1 shake roy locks, " retorted the old man, "and snow eoyers the land. Th learrg fall from the trees at myA command, and my breath blow them away. The biids get up from the Wnter, and flj to a distan) land. The animals hide themselves from my breath, and the very grouna becomes as hard as flint." J 44 1 shak'e my ringlet," rrjolned the, yonn jman, and warm shower of soft rain (A upon jlhe eprtK ) Tfie plants lift np tV if heads nut of he earth; like the eyes i of children glistnfn Wth delight. Jly rotee recall the Krd. , Tha ;warmthf of my breath unlocks the streams. Music fills lh groves wherever I Walk, and air rnature rejoieej. : i ' v .At length Uie sun began tori. A rehtTa r warmth caraeover the place. The tnnzne of the old man became silent. The robin and J.b!uebird began to" sjng on the to'p of the lodze. Tb rtreanvbgan to rnnrmur by the door, and Jhe fragrance of growing herbs and flowers i'Mma iaA! Aih. nii.1 I...V. ' '. i Daylight fully revealed to theydunff man tha tcharacter of his entertainer. When he looked Jura, laurel ; Edith,: joyous; Otiriv peace;. position. - .1 A ! ! f 4 : ft". 'ft 1: r" v.. r.'Ji-T ;'U .-.! i - L ;- S . . ..r? I " - it'vi'v?v.-- v.' V'':...:ti-':"r:ri;;'.."f 1 -"m "v : ' ; sit' vi Kir y-:-;- :
The Leisure Hour (Oxford, N.C.)
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June 24, 1858, edition 1
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