Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1827-07-02

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gathered a deeper interest from every recital. as
e On each we became better and better acqualn.
ted with the characters Of those to whom 1t had
beGallen. till the chasm that time had dug be-
tween them and US disappeared; and we ieit 'or
the while that their happiness or misery anu
ours were essentially mingled anc 'oterdepena-
ant. At first she used, l we'll remember, TO NIX
her solemn spirit-like eyes on our faces, TO marx
the diferen, effects her story produced on her
hearers; but ere long she became possessed
wholly by the pathos of her WI narrative,
and with huctuating~f features and earnest action
of head and hands, poured forth her eloquence,
as If soliloquizing among the tombs. "Ay,ay,
nv dear boys, that is the grave o the Martyrs.
NV father saw them die. The tide o the lar
eb5ed sea was again beginning to flow, bu. the
sands O. the bay o. death lay sac dry, that there
were but few spots WHARF a BARN could hae wat
its feet.
"Thousands and ten O. thousands were stand
ing aroun' the edge Of the bay-that was In
shape lust like that moon-and twa stakes were
driven deep into the sand, that the waves o the
returning sea michtn ma loosen them-and then
my father, who was but a boy like ane 0 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 tled 10
their accursed stakes within the power o The
sea. He who holds the waters in the hollow o
his hand, thocht my father will not sufer Them
to choke the prayer within those holy hPs-out
what kent he O. the dreadful judgments o the
Almighty?-Dreadfu as these Judgments seem
ed to be, O. a. that crowd O. mortal creatures,
there were but only two who drew their breath
without a Sunderland those twa were Chris
-, o.s, a-l hos haantifil yypp 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 a star IN the
darkness O. that dismal day. Mother, be not a,
fraid,' she was. heard to say, when the foam OF
the first wave broke 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 armament, like the all-seeing
eye of God. The martyrs turned their faces
a little towards one another, for that the coras
could not wholly hinder: and wi voices as stea
DIV and as clear as ever they sang the psalm WI
within the walls o. thatkirk, did they, while the
sea was mounting up up from knee-wa'st-
Observation-Disclosures praises and
th~anksgivings unto God. AS soon as Hannah's
voice was drowned, it seemed as it her 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-bird
that had come from afar, floating on the How
o. the tide into that sheltered bay. Back and
back had aye fallen the people, as the tide was
roarin' ON VII 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? 1t was the countenance O. a man
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place among the moors,-and who now knew
that his wife and daughter were bound to
stakes deep down in the waters o the very
bay that his eyes beheld rolling and his ears
heard roaring--a all the while that there was a
God in heaven. Naebody could speak to him
although they all beseeched their Maker to
have compassion upon him, and not let his
heart break and his reason fail in the uttermost
distraction o. despair. The stakes. the stakss!
Oh! Jesus! point out 10 me, with thy own scar
red hand the place where my wife and daugh-
ter are bound 10 the stakes-and | may yet
bear them out OF the sand, and bury the bodies
ashore-to be restored 10 life! o brethren, bre-
,hren, said We that my Christian and my Han.
nah have been for an hour below the sea-
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?
After uttering many more raring words, he
suddenly plunged into the sea, and being a
strong swimmer, was soon far out into the bay,
and led, as if by some holy instinct, even to the
very place where the stake was fixed in The
sand. Perfectly resigned had The martyrs been
TO their doom-but, in the agonies o that hor-
rible 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 dashed 10 a spar 10 enable them
to escape frae shipwreck, 10! both the bodies
came loatin' to the surface, and his hand grasp
ed, without knowing il, his ain Hannah's Cow
den hair-soreiy defled, we may weel think, WI
the sand; and hath their faces changed frae
what they ance were by the wrench O. death.
Father, mother, and daughter came altogether
to the sho,e-and there was a cry went far aud
wide, up even to the hiding places O the faith
full among the hays and cleuchs i the moors,
that the sea lad given up the living, and that
the martyrs were triumphant, even in this
world, over the powers O Sin and O. Death.
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