New-York tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1841-1842, 1841-11-23

tranquil. She was worn, aho ei'e.
and b,avv.bear,.d; but the sans to him.
anu ~ he said after long silence chow
,o,,Mbsx many DAYS and nights,-shall be
kept here!
" You hope Ay, but your hoping will not undo
these chains hope, but they do NJ mind that
Gri, hopes. but who cares for Grip
The raven gave short, dull. melancholy eroak.
It said " Nobody" as plainly as croak could
speak
. VINO cares for Grip excepting yos and ne p
said Barnaby, smoothing the birds IuRpled feath-
ers with his hand. He never speaks in this
place; he never say, word in JAIL ne sits and
lnopes all day in this dark corner doing sorness
times, and sometimes looking al the light that
creeps in through the bars, and shines 10 his bright
eye il spark from those great fires had fallen
into the room and was burning yet. But whe cares
for Grp?"
The raven eroaked agaiR-Nsbody
.. And BY the way" said Barhaby, Withdrawing
his hand from the bird and laying it upon his
mothers arm as he locked eagerly in her face
&" If thew Kill me-they may, heard it said they
would-what will become of Grip when | am
dead p
The sound OF the word or the current Of his
own thoughts suggested 10 Grip his old phrase
% Never say die" But he stopped short IN the
middle of it, drew dismal cork, and subsidized
into faint croak, as ii he lacked the heart TO get
through the shortest sentence.
"Will they take has life as well as mine 2! said
Barnaby :. | wish they would. If you and
and he could die together, there would be none to
feel sorry, or to grieye for US. Bet do what they
will, ! won't fear them, mother"
"They will not harm you," she said, her tears
choking her utterance "They never will harm
YOU when they know all. am sure they never
Will
sob don't you be too sure Of that cried
Barnaby, with strange pleasure in the belief that
she was .elf-deceiyed, and in his own sagacity.
&" They have marked me, mother, from the first.
heard them say to each other when they brought
me- to this place last night and believe them.
Don't YOU cry for me. They said that ! was bold,
and So | am, and so | will be. You may think
tina. am silly, bu, / can die as well "a anoS,er.-
/ have done no harm, have ! ~ he added quickly.
% None before Heaven" she answered.
Why ,hen' said Barnaby - let them do their
worst You told me once-you-whcn | asked
you what death meant, that j, nothing TO be
feared, il did ne harm-Aha mother you
thought | had forgotten that ~
Hi. merry laugh and playful manner smote her
to the heart. She drew him closer TO her. and
hcsought him to talk tS her in whispers and to be
very quiet, for il getting dark, and their time
was snort, and she would have TO leave him
for The night.
"You will come tomorrow said Barnaby.
Yes. And every day. And they would never
part ngein.
He ioyfully replied that this well. and what
he wished, and what he hud felt quite certain she
would tell him: and then he asked her where she
had been long, and why she had not come to
see him when he great soldier and ran
through the wild .chemes he had had for their
being rich and living prosperously and with som"
faint notion in his mind that she sad and lie
had made her so, tried 10 console and comfort her.
and talked Of their former life and his Old sports
and freedom little dreaming that every word he
uttered only increased her sorrow, and that her
tears fell faster at the freshened recolleciioa OF
their lost tranquility
Mother said Barnaby, they heard the
man approaching 10 close the cells ior the nigst,
when | spoke TO you just now about my father
YOU cried Hush = and turned away your head.
Why did you do so Tell me why, in word.
You thought he was dead. You sorry that
he is alive and has come back--to us Where Is
he,' Here
Do not ask any one where he is, or speak
about him" she made answer.
Why not? said Barnaby. Because he Is a
stern man and talks roughly? Well! | don't
ike him, or want 10 be with him by myself but
why not speak about him ~
{" Because | am sorry that he is alive sorry that
he has come back and sorry that he and YOU have
ever met. Because, dear Barnaby the endeaysr
of my life has been to keep you two nsunder.
Father and asunder Why r.
% He has, she whispered in his ear, he has
she'd blood. The time has come when you must
know it. He has shed the blood of one who loved
him well, and trusted him, and never did him wrong
in word or deed"
Barnaby recoiled in horror and glancing al his
stained wrist for an instant, wrapped it, shudd0rns,
in his dress.
But" she added hastily as they turned in the
lock, and although we shun him, he is your father,
dearest, and an his wretched wife. They seek
his life and he will lose ii. 1t must not be by our
means; nav il we could win him back to penitence,
should he bound TO love him yet. Do not seem
to know him except as one who fled with you from
the Jail; and if they question you about him, dc rot
answer them. God be with yor through the night,
dear boy, God be with you
She tore herself away, and in few seconds Bar
nabv was alone. He stood for long time rooted
TO the spot. with his face hiddcnin his hands then
flung himself, sobbing, upon his miserable bed.
But the moon came slowly up in all her gentle
glory, and the stars looked out; and through the
small compass of the grated window, through
the narrow crevce of one good deed in murky HE
of guilt, the face of Heaven shone bright and MGR
ciful. He raised his head eazed upward at the
quiet sky, which seemed to smile upon The earth IN
sadness, a. if the night, thoughtful than the
day, looked down in sorrow the suherings and
evil deeds of men and felt its peace sink deep
into his heart He, poor idiot, Gagged in his mar
rowscell, was as much lifted up to God while saz
ing on that mild light, the Ieest and most tavof-
ed man in all the spacious city; and in his Hire
membered prayer, and in the fragment OF the
clilai,h HYMN with which he sung and crooned