Vandalia Whig and Illinois intelligencer. [volume] (Vandalia, Ill.) 1832-183?, 1833-10-23


yet neither came. She perceived til
prouder Of her guests preparing to witt
draw, and observing that "Thomas' al
sence was so singular and unaccountable
and SO unlike either him or his father
she didna ken what apology to make t
her friends for such treatment; but it wa
needless waiting, and begged they woul
use no ceremony, but just begin. A'
No second invitation was necessary
Good humor appeared TO be restored, ant
sirloins, pies, pastries and moorfowl, be
gan to disappear like the lost son. Fo
a moment Mrs. Elliot apparently partool
in the restoration of cheerfulness; but {
low sigh at her elbow again drove the col
or from her rosy cheeks. Her eye wan
dered to the farther end of the table, and
rested on the unoccupied seat Of her hus-
band and the vacant chair Of her first
born. Her heart fellheayily within her:
all the mother gushed into her bosom; and
rising from the table, "what in The world
can be the meaning o this?" said she, as
she hurried with troubled countenance
towards the door. Her husband met her
on the threshold. ri ei9.' 'i'i' o. Z
''Where have you been, Peter?' said
she eagerly; shave ye seen naething o
him?' fi'sa sl.l 'aau = -51 igafgS (
"Naething! naething" replied he sis
he no cast up yet?"' and witha melancho
~ glance, his eyes sought an answer in
the deserted chair. His lips quivered,
his tongue faltered. - I'D, 5.,s.l .if
"Gude forgie mer' said he, sand such
a day for even an enemy to be out ~
I've been up and down every way | could
think CD, but not living creature has seen
or heard tell O him. Yell excuse me
be added, leaving the house,
81 must away again, for Gamma rest"
4 ken by myself, friends said Adam
Bell, a decent looking Northumbrian,
that fathers heart is as sensitive as the
apple o. his ee; and think we would
show want o. natural sympathy and re-
spect for our worthy neighbor, if we did
na every one get his foot into the. stirrup
without loss o. time, and assist him in his
search. For in my rough country way O
thinking, it must be something particu.
larry out o. the common that could tempt
Thomas 10 be missing. Indeed, need
ma say tempt, for there could be no nclina
ton in the way. And our hills" he con
cluded in lower tone, sare not owl
CLANCY yin other respects besides the break
ing up o. the Storm ,5... ls,l. 81
'Ahn said Mrs. Elliot, wringing .her
hands, Il have had the coming o. this abou,
me for days. Ny head was growing dir
zy with happiness, but thoughts came
stealing upon me like ghosts, and fell
a lonely soughing about my he art, with.
out being able TO tell the cause--but The
cause is come at last! and my dear Thorn
as-,he very pride and staff o my life
is lost TO me foreveIm 5,f..f4 1..t. A.
81 ken, Mrs. EIliott,' replied the North
umbrian, sit is an easy matter TO say
compose yourself, for them that dinna ken
what it is to feel. But at the same time,
in our plain country way o thinking, we
are always ready to believe the worst
I've often heard my father say, and I've
as often remarked it myself, that, before
any thing happens to a body, there is a
something comes ow'r them, like cloud
before the face O. the sun; sort of dumb
whispering about the breast from the 9th
er world. And though I trust there is
nothing O. the kind in your case, yet, as ye
observe, when ] find myself growing dlz
~, as it were, with happiness, it makes
good a saying o my mothers, poor body
BARNS, bairns,' she used TO say, 'there i.
ow'r muckle singing in your heads to
night; we will have a shower before bee
time;' and never in my born days saw i
to fail" ''t F'.a
At another period, Mr.. Bells disserta
ton on presentiments would have beer
found fitting text on which to hang al
the dreams, wraiths, warnings, and mar
vellous circumstances, that have bee,
handed down to the company from thu
days Of their great grandfathers; but, ir
the present instance, they were too muct
occupied in consultation regarding III,
different routes to be taken in thei
search. At' t'l f7h'V7'
Twelve horsemen and some half. oze,
pedestrians were seen hurrying in diver
directions from Marchaw, as the las
faint lights of a melancholy day wer
yielding to the heavy darkness which ap
peared pressing in solid masses down tn,
sides of the mountains. The wives ant
daughters Of the party were alone, lef
with the disconsolate mother, who alter
nately pressed her weeping children t.
her heart, and told them to weep not, 70
their brother would soon return; Will
the tears stole down her own cheeks, an
the infant in her arms wept because il
mother wept. Her friends strove wit
each other to inspire hope, and pouIe
upon her ear their mingled and loqus
cious consolation. But one remained S