Rutland herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1823-1847, 1839-08-20

rome bciur the Wifr of Matthew Hafnisch,
bookseller d. Leasing n not aware.
perhaps. that the same occurrence l. said
10 have taken place O., Cologne. ~ the Ncor
i547 There is IN account OF Il, said 10
have been written by the celebrated Ochlcn-
srEIlagcr, of which VIC fad the following
translation in a fugitive work of pas, date.
Adochl, ,hc rcigniug burgomasicr az Co
lognc, on the Rhine. had buried his Young
and handsome wife; sbc had been subject
iU frequent his, and never recovered from
the last. The funeral had been magniii-
cent; and a vault ~ the majestic cathedral
was 90 hold the body. which had been put
by IN coffin with glass aud panes aud iron
wire on the top; and. according 10 60 the
manners of the times, aud the rank OF the
family, clad 10 cosly robes, the head adorn-
cd with a rich garland, and the fingers Wtti
precious rings
Peter Bold, tho sexton. had locked the
door aud made towards home. where
scene ola very different nature awaited him;
his own wife had prcmaturcly given him
very fine boy, bu, he was totally unproyi-
yided with any kind Of comfort requisite on
such occasions: his marriage had taken
place against the wish of his employers,
that quarter. Isaac, the Jew, came into
his mind, but he would require a pledge
a pledge. murnuted Bold, within himself
aud wis not borrow from the dead, when
nothing is 10 bc obtained from the living,
have known this sefsamc lady that lies now
yonder; she would not have refused IA poor
man IN the days of her bloom, and why
shou her names now becruJge what will
do rue good without harming any one
Under reflections such ms these, he re-
turned to the place which he had but just
lett, but whore he now irod in o very differ
cnt mood; he had been before In his duty,
and now he came TO commit sacrilege.
How awful was the lonely stiffness of the
immense building. aud how thrcaining were
the looks of the saints on the walls, and of
the chcrubs over the pulpit His courage
had almost forsakcn him when passing the
altar; he had there 10 encounter the image
of ST. Peter himself, who was his own pat
ron as well MS that of the church but the
remembrance of his miserable wife and
child overcamc every other consideration,
md on he went through the long choir to-
wards the vault.
The countenance of this lovely woman
had nothing 10 renew his terror, and fear
iessly he removed the lid and seized her
hand. But what were his feelings when
that hand grasped his wrist He made an
effort TO get loose, and left not only his man
tie, bu, his lantern.
Running away in the dark he fell over a
projecting stone, and lay for some time
scnsecss on the floor; but as soon as he &C.
covered, he haslened towards the house OF
the senator, partly to unburden his con
science, but still more 10 send assistance
into the vault, as he found himself utterly
incapable of returning again 10 make
examination.
In the meantime, the lady had entirely re-
covered her senses; she overturned, indeed
the lantern, with the first motion Other arms
aud was, therefore, for while in the dark
but the moon cast a feeble light through a
small opening in the top, and, by degrees
she began 10 recognize the place, She felt
around her, and met with the golden orna.
ments on her head, and the thin, rustline
silk ia which she was dressed. Oh, agony
oh, despair she was hurled alive She ut.
tered cry but she knew too well that i,
would no, be heard. The vault was just
under the choir; and what voice could
penetrate the massive arches; The little
air-holc opened into private part of the
churchynrd, which was separated from the
resi- by an iron-raiIins, and might not be
visited for considerable time.
Her dead ancestors were then 10 be her
Z last companions; and her last occupation
was 10 be that of tracing with her nails up
on the black walls The melancholy progress
Z or her real death.
Chilled with horror she sought for some
hing 10 cover herself, aud found the cloak
6bich Peter had dropped the warmth
rbich il communicated revived her little
1irceosered strength enough 10 get out
fbe coffin, and 10 throw herself on her
- n imploring the mercy Of heaven; she
attempted 10 get to-the door, and move
ie@y latch. But who can paint her Joy
- 6nopd il open. She crept me
AfouGh The dark and narrow
~ keIine the influence Of a bet
= I<qnesd. she was thereby
<esscIf up stairs here
X i ~ "a ! = faint iLa, most dead
- 49, ~ and would, most lii ely.
made h1@ <lnk down for ever. had she