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


sun. When was boy, used &c
wish to be like that sun; his career
was so long, so bright, so glorious
But tonight | thought it better te
slumber among those tombs than to be
like him. Tonight he sank behind
the hills, apparently to repose, but To-
morrow he must renew his course, and
run the same dull and UNMARRIED, but
to;lsome and unquiet, race. There Is
no grave for him and the night and
morning dews are the tears that he
sheds over his tyrannous destiny"
Agrippa was deep observer and ad-
mirer of external nature and OF all her
phenomena, and had often gazed Upon
the scene which the Stranger described,
but the feelings and ideas which IT
| awakened in the mind of the latter
were SO different from any thing which
he had himself experienced, that nc
could not help, for season, gazing up
on him in speechless wonder. Ills
guest, however, speedily resumed the
| discourse.
"But trouble you, trouble you |;
then to my purpose in making you this
visit. have heard strange tales Of a
wondrous Mirror which your potent art
has enabled you to construct, IN which
whosoever looks may see the distant,
or the dead, on whom he is deslrous
again to fix his gaze. My eyes see
nothing in this outward visible world
which can be pleasing to their sight !;
the grave has closed over all loved !;
and Time has carried down its stream
every thing that once contributed to
my enjoyment. The world is vale
of tears but among all the tears which
water that sad valley, not one IS shed
for me the fountain in my own heart,
too, is dried up. | would once again
look upon the face which ! loved; |
would see that eye more bright, and
that step more stately, than the ante
lope's; that brow, the broad smooth
page on which God had inscribed his
fairest characters. | would gaze on
ALL loved, and an lost Such gaze
would be dearcr t. me than all that
the world has to offer me; except the
gravel except the grave! except the
gravel
The passionate pleading ofthc Stran-
ger had such an effect upon Agrlppa,
who was not used 10 exhibit his mira
Gle of art TO the eyes Of all who desl-
red to look in it, although he was often
tempted by exorbrtant presents and
high honors to do so, that he readily
consented to grant the request OF his
extraordinary visiter."
"Whom wouldst thou see Z" he en-
CURED. -,
"My child my own sweet Miriam!
answered the Stranger.
Cornelius Immediately caused every
ray of the light Of heaven to be exclu-
ded from the chamber, placed the
Stranger on his right hand, and COM
menced chanting, in n low soft tone,
and in a strange language, some Tyr
ical verses, to which the Stranger
thought he heard occasionally res
ponse; but it was a sound so faint ana
indistinct that he hardly knew wheth-
er il existed any where but in his own
fancy. AS Cornelius continued his
chant, the room gradually became IL
Illuminated, but whence the light pro-
ceeded it was impossible TO discover.
AT length the Stranger plainly percei-
we'd a large Mirror, which covered the
whole of the extreme end OF the apart
ment. and over the surface of which
dense haze, or cloud, seemed to be rap
idly passing. -,
"Died she in wedlock's holy bands"
inquired Cornelius.
"She was a virgin, spot!ess as the
snow"
elbow many years have passed
away since the grave closed over
her 7"
A cloud gathered on the Strangers
brow. and no answered somewhat I'M
patiently" Many, many! more than
have now time to number"
"Nay," said Agrippa, "but must
know for every ten years that have
ELAPSED since her death once must
wave this wand; and when have wa
we'd it for the last time you will see her
figure in yon mirror:
Wave on, them" said the Stran-
ger, and gtoaned bitterly, "wave on
| and take heed that thou be not wea-
| ry." ~.
I Cornelius Agrppa gazed on his
strange guest with something OF anger
but he excused his want OF courtesy, on
the ground ofthe probable extent OF his
calamities. He then waved his magic
wand many times, but to his constefna'
ton. it seemed to have lost its virtue.
Turning again to the Stranger, he ex-
claimed, Who, and what art thou'
man? Thy presence troubles me-
r. -