The Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1822-1829, 1822-08-20

=. ,v,.le--but his Shealing was blessed py
.s...s.,ca af those men whose religion,
;gerent as il was in many outward tihhEs
II often made to be so fatally different IN
seotials too. was now enc ana lile SAINT
they stood beside that death-bed, WIN
,b,,lssnd torrents sounding through iii'
s,,,.g arr. and oyershadowed IN Their ae-
INN by the gloom of that stupeadous
motu1taln. -, ,. lar,
Al. ,,heaGnr. and sat down together IN a
ta.,..fnl circIef of green, Inclosea MIN
small rocks most richly ornamentea y ma
mre. even in this stormy cline, WIN many
= qraeel.ll plant and blooming flower, 10
,rb,ch the arr of old Lewis and ms fier'i
had added blossoms from the ca'mef gar
dens At The Fort These and the heather
,,orGnnsi the air-for the rain, though
dense and strong had not shattered single
array. and every leaf aud every bloom iiit-
.d itself cheeriully up, begemmcd with
barge auivering diamond drops. There sat
the lent party--while death was dealing
with old Lewis, and the man of God giving
comfort to his rentent spirit They were
waiting the event III peace-and even iitie
Flora. elevated by the presence OF these no.
IL men. whose Office seemed now so espe-
cally sacred, and cheered by their father
ly kindness TO herself, sat in the middle OF
The group End scarcely shed tear.
In a little while Mr.. Macdonald came out
from the Sheaiing, and beckoned on one of
them to approach. They did so, one after
the other and thus siagly took their last
flrewell of the ancient man. Ills agoii4s
and strong COMMISSIONS were all oyer--he
was now blind-but he seemed TO hear their
voices still, and to be quite sensible Lit
lie Flora was the last to 20 inland she
sad the longest She came out sobbhg,
as if her heart would break, for she had
Kissed his cold lips, from which there was
no breath, aud his eye lids that fell not
down over the dim orbs. lie is dead
he is dead = said the child and sic went
and sat down, with her face hidden ~ her
hands. on a stone at some distance from
the rest, a little birch tree hanging It's linz
Der sprays over her head, and as the breeze
touched them, letting down its clear dew
drops on her yellow hair. As she sat there,
a few goats, for il was now the hour OF eve
ming when they came to be MIXED and her
Oct lamb, which had been friskmg unheed-
ed among the heather, after the bush oil the
storm, went bleatag up TO the sobbmg
shephrrdess, and laid its head On her knees
The evening had sunk down upon The
glen, but the tempest was over, and though
the torrents had not yet begun TO subside,
there was now Il strong party, and no Il M
ger in their all journeying homeward toee-
ther One large star arose IN hcavcn-slid
a wide white glimmer over breaking mass
of clouds told that the moon was ttugsiIay
through, and in another hour, If the upper
current of air flowed on, would be apparent.
No persuasion could induce little Flora to
leave the sheaing-and liainlsh Preserves
left to sit with her all night beside the
dead So the company departed and as
they descended into the great Glen, they
heard the wild wall ofthc Pipe, mixing with
the sound OF the streams and the moaning
ofcns and caverns. TWAS Hamish Fraser
pouring out a Lament on the green before
the Shcaling--a molTnful but martial tune
which the old soldier had loved, and which
iftherc were any superstitious thoughts in
the soul of him who was playing, might be
supposed to soothe the spirit yet lingering
In the dark hollow of his native mountains.