Martinsburg gazette. [volume] (Martinsburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1833-1855, 1838-10-10

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The curiosity Of Agrippa, although
he was himselfa dealer in wonders, be-
gan now to be excited, and a mysteri.
Gus feeling Of awe forbade him to de-
sist from waving his wand, much as
he doubted the sincerity of his visiter.
As his arm grew slack, he heard the
deep solemn tones OF the Stranger, ex-
claiming, Wave on, wave on y and
at length, after his wand, according to
the calculations OF his art, had descri-
bed period ofnearly fifteen hundred
years, the cloud cleared away from the
surface of the mirror, andt Stranger,
with an exclamation of delight, arose,
and gazed rapturously upon the scene
which was there represented.
An exquisitely rich and romantic
prospect was before him: in the dis.
lance arose lofty mountains crowded
with cedars rapid stream rolled in
the centre, and in the foreground were
seen camels grazing; rill trlckllng
by, in which some sheep were quench-
ing their thirst; and lofty palmtree,
beneath whose shade a young female
of exquisite beauty, and richly hablted
in the costume ofthe East, was shelter
ing herself from the rays Of the noon
tide sun.
"'Tis she It's she!" shouted the
Stranger, and he was rushing towards
the mirror, but was prevented by Cor
ne!ius, who said
Forbear, rash man, to quit this
spot with each step that thou advan.
cest towards the mirror, the image VIII
become fainter, and shouldst thou APP
proach too near, it will entirely van
ish."
Thus warned, he resumed his sta
ton, but his agitation was so excessive,
that he was obliged TO lean on the arm
of the philosopher for support; while,
from time to time, he uttered lncohe-
rent expressions Of wonder, delight,
and latnentation. ";Tis she! It's she !!
even rs she looked while living! How
beautiful she is Miriam, my child !!
canst thou not speak to me? BY Eea-
ven. she moves she smiles Oh
speak to me single word or only
breathe, or sigh! Alas alls silent:
dull and desolate as this cold heart 7!
Again that smile that smile, the re-
membrance of which thousand years
have not been able. to freeze up in my
heart! Old man, it is in vain to hold
me! | must, will clasp herr
As he uttered these last words, he
rushed franticly towards the mirror;
the scene represented within 1t faded
away; the cloud gathered again over Its
surface, and the Stranger sunk sense
less to the earth
When he recovered his conscious
ness, he found himself in the arms of
Agrippa, who was chafng his temples
and gazing on him with looks OF fear
and wonder. He Immediately rose on
his feet, with restored strength, and,
pressing the hand Of his host, he SAID,
"Thanks, thanks, for thy courtesy and
thy kindness and for the sweet but
painful sight which thou hast presented
to my eyes,"
AS he spake these words, he put
purse into the hands of Cornelius, but
the latter returned it saying, " Nay,
nay, keep thy gold, friend. ! know
not, that Christian man dare take II (;
but, be that as it may, | shall esteem
myself sufficiently repaid, if thou wit
tell me who thou art.
"Behold !" SAID the Stranger, pom
ting TO large historical picture which
hung on the left hand of the room.
Il see," said the philosopher, can
exquisite work OF art, the production oil
one of our best and earliest artists,
representing our Savior carrying his
cross"
"But look again!" said the stran-
ger, fixing his keen dark eyes lntenily
on him, and pointing to Inquire on
the left hand of the picture.
Cornelius gazed, and saw with Won
der what he had not observed before,
the extraordinary resemblance which
this figure bore TO the Stranger, OF
whom, indeed, it might be said to be
nortrait. "That," said Cornelius,
with an emotion of horror, "ls lnten-
ded TO represent the unhappy nildei
who smote the divine Sufferer for not
walking faster; and was, therefore,
condemned to walk the earth himself,
until the period ofthat sufferers second
coming" "'Tis /! It's | y exclaIm-
ed the Stranger; and rushing out OF
the house, rapidly disappeared.
Then did Cornelius Agrippa know
that he had been converslng with The
Wandering Jew!
Mrs. Emma Willard, long and adj
vantageously known as principal OF
the Troy Female Seminary, has been
married to DIR. C. c. Yates, of Albany
New York. About two hundred pu-