The Polynesian., 1841-01-30

DHHntCu Ill inc ouu ny inc DTcutll Oh SianucI,
which seemed 50 widely circulated as to leave
them hardly any asylum within the limits of
the State. We need not cnumcrate the
different towns and villages in which they
essaycd to gain livelihood, were suspected
stunned, and toiIed. They had nearly cross
ed the State i'm it's whole length, been driven
from Pittsburgh, and were slowly vending
their way farther west, and were standing on
the high ground overlooking Middleton, as
though doubtful ifthcre was to be rest for the
sO!cs of their feet even there; they hcs'atcd
10 try new experiment. Sparks seated
himself on stone beneath Il spreading syca.
morc-hs family clustered around him on the
grass-thcy had travelled far, and were wca-
ry; and without speaking word, as theircycs
met, and they thought of their prolonged
sutlcrings and SANDER hopes, they burst into
Il flood OF tears, in which Sparks, burying his
face in the golden locks Of the sweet girl
who bowed her head upon his knees, joined
audibIy.
At length, wiping away his tears and
checking the rising sobs that shook his manly
bosom. "God s Will be done, my children, .
said the locilsmith; "wc cannot help weeping
but let us not nurmur. Our heavenly Father
has tried, and is trying us, doubtless 70,
some wise purpose; and if we are still to be
wanderers and Outcasts on the Garth, lc, lls
never lose sight ofhs promise, which assures
us of an eternal refuge in place where the
wicked cease from troubling, and the weary
are at rest. was perhaps too proud of that
skill OF mine, too apt to plume myself upon it
above others whose gifts had been less abund-
<,l,, all tho o,l I,
him by whom the human brain is wrought
into mysterious adaptation to particular
sciences and pursuits My error has been
that of wiser and greater men, who have been
made to feel that what VIC cherish as the
richest of earthly blessings sometimes turns
out Il curse"
TO dissipatc the gloom which hung over
the whole party, and beguile the half hour
that they intended to rest in that sweet spot
Mrs. Sparks drew out u Philadelphia news
paper, which somebody had given her upon
the road, and called their attention to til,
deaths and marriages that they might sec
what changes were taking place in city that
Interested them, though they were banshcd
forever fir III its borders. She had hardly
opened the paperwhcn her eye glanced at al
article which she was too much excited tc
read. Amos, wondering at the emotion dis
played, gently dscngagcd the paper, ant
read, "Bunk robbr-SparLs not the man.
His own feelings were as powerfully aiicctc,
as his wifc's, but his nerves were stronger
and he read out to an audience, whose ears
dcvourcd every syllable of the glad tdi lgs
an account of the conviction and execution %
wretch in Albany, and who had confessed
among other daring and hcnous crimes, Tho
robbery of the Philadelphia bank: account.
ing for the dissipation of the property, an'
entirely generating Sparks, whose face he
| had never seen. These were glad tding.
of great joy'' to the weary waylarcrs hcnentI
the sycamore, whose hearts overlowcd witt
thanifulncss to the Father of Mercics, wh'
had given them strength to bear the burden
of affection. and had lifted it from their spirits
ere they had been crushed beneath the
weight. Their resolution to return to thel
native city was formed at once; and before ;
week had passed, they were slowly Journey
inc towards the capital of the state.
Meanwhile an extraordinary revulsion o
feeling had taken place at Philadelphia
Newspaper, and other periodicals, wh'cl, ha'
formerly been loud in condemnation oil tn
lockSmith, now blaZoned abroad the robbcr'
confession, wondered how any man c"n!'
even have been for moment suspected up
on such evidence rs was adduccd upon tn
trial: drew pictures of the domestic ielici'.