Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1827-07-20

the while that their Happiness or misery ana
ours were essentially mingled and lnterdepen-
dant. Al first she used, we'll remember, TO NIX
her solemn spiri,-lke eyes on our iaces, 10 marx
the different effects her story produced on her
he arers: but ere long she became possessed Who'll
W by the pathos Of her own narrative, and with
fluctua,ing features and earnest action OF head
and hands, poured forth her eloquence as II So
Iitiouizinc among the tombs.-"Ay ay, my
dear bows. that is the grave o'the Martyrs, My
father saw them die. The tide o'lhe far ebbed
sea was again beginning to flow, butthe sands
o'the bay o. death lay sac dry, that there were
but fe spots WHARF q BARN could haze wat It's
feet. .,--.-,.---.,-.,- .-,44-
thousands and ten o. thousands were stand
ing aroun' the edge of the bay-that was in
shape lust like that moon-aud twa stakes were
driven deep into the sand, that the waves O. the
returning sea MIGHT ma loosen them; and then
my father, who was but boy like ane o your
selves moo, waes me, didna he see wi his ain
cen Christian Logan, and her wee dochter Han
nah, for she was but eleven years auld, hurried
/ along by the enemies o. the Lord, and tied to
their accursed stakes within the power O. the
sea. He who holds the waters in the hollow o
his hand, toucht my fsther will not suffer them
to choke the prayer within those holy lips; but
what kent he o. the dreadful judgments O TIE
Almighty? Dreadful as these Judgments seem
ed to be, o. a that crowd o mortal creatures,
there were but only two who drew their breath
without Sunderland those twa were Chris
tan Logan and her beautiful wee dochter Han.
nah, wi her rosy cheeks, for they blanched not
in that last extremity, her blue cen, and her
gouden hair, that glittered like star in the
darkness O. that dismal day 'Mo:her, be not a
fraid,' she was heard to say, when the foam OF
the first wave broake about their feet-and Just
as these words were uttered all the great black
clouds melted away from the sky, and the sun
shoue forth IN the firmameat, like the all seeing
eye of God. The martyrs turned their faces
little towards one another, for that the cords
could not wholly hinder and wi voices as stea
dy and clear as ever they sang the psalm WI
within the walls O. that kirk, did they, while the
sea was mounting up-up from knee, waist
breast, neck, chin, lip,-sing praises and thanks
givings unto God. AS soon as Hannah S
voice was drowned. it seemed as finer mother,
before the water reached her own lips bowed
and gave up the ghost. While the people
were all gazing, the heads of both martyrs
disappeared and nothing then was 10 be seen
on the face o the waters, but here and there a
bit o white breaking wave, or silly sea-5ird
that had come from afar, floating on the flow
% the tide into that sheltered bay. Back and
back had aye fallen the people, as the tide was
roarin' on wi a-hallow soun'-and now the wa
ter was high above the heads o. the martyrs,
what chained that dismal congregation TO the
sea-shore? Ii was the countenance O. man
that had suddenly come down from his hiding
place among the moors,-and who now knew
that his wife and daughter were bound 10
stakes deep down in the waters O. the very
bay that his eyes, beheld rolling and his cars
heard roaring--all the while tina: there was a
God in heaven! Naebody could speak to him
Although they all besecchcd their Maker In
have compassion upon hln,,-end not let his
hear, break and his reason fail in the uttermost
abstraction o despair The stakes. the stakes!
Oh! Jesus! point ou, TO me, with thy own scar
red hand, the place where my wife and daugh-
ter are bound to the stakes-and / may yet
bear them out Of the sand and bring the bodies
ashore--ro be restored to life! O brethren, bre-
thren, said We that my Christian and my Han
nah have been for an hour below the scar
And was i, from fear of fifty armed men, that
so many thousand fathers and mothers, and
sons and daughters, and brothers and sisters,
rescued them not from such cruel cruel death?
Afer uttering many more raving words, he
suddenly plunged into the sea. and being
strong swimmer, was soon far out into the BAY,
and led, as if BY some holy instinct even TO the
verv place where the stake Fixed in the
sand. Perfs city resigned had the martyrs been
TO their donm-but, in the agones o tina, bor-
rlble death, there had been some struggles O
the mortal body, and the weight o the waters
had borne down the stakes, so that, just as If
they had been Iashed to spar TO enable them
TO escape frae shlpwreck, To- both the bodies
came hoaun' 10 the surface, and his hand grasp
ed, without knowing it, his ain Hannah's Cow
den hair--sorely de6led, We may weel think, wi
the sand; and bath their faces changed frae
what they ance were by the wrench O. death.
Father, mother. and daughter came all together
TO the shore-and there was cry went far and
wide up even to the hiding places O the faith
! full among the hays ard cleuchs i the moors,
that the sea had given up the living, and that
! the martyrs were triumphant, even in this
world over the powers o. Sin and o Death.
Yea, they were indeed triumphant and well
might he faithful sing aloud in the desert, %
Death where is thy sting, o Grave where is
thy victory? for those three bodies were but as
the weeds on which they lay stretched out in