The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1841-02-06

weep. love- he said tenderly, though our
fortunes are dark, and terrible, they are
shared together The words had scarcely
passed Ais lips, when a falntness came over
hun, his head sank down among the cush-
ions, and he lay powerless, and almost in.
sensible. Eudora wept no more, the an
guish Of that hour was too great for tears,
choking and convulsiye cry for bread
bread ! escaped her, and she sank feebly
down by his side Turn we to the cham
Der of the mother. Agnes Yisconti sal
alone, The light of anew.crea,ed hope spark
led in her eyes; while calm, lofty, and res
olute, was the expression of the fine but IA
ded features. She bured the white arm that
had in other days been famed for its beauty
with sharp instrument that lay on the
table before her, she opened vein; drop by
drop the blood oozed out into the bowl be-
meath, II ran slowly, forsshe had hungered
long, the lgh, streamed upon her pale face,
upon the dark eye that rested sadly, but re-
solvedly upon The life blood as it ebbed a.
way. II is for my children she thought,
mine own what if il shortens life for a
brief season it may save them both. Oh!
Thou, who judgest by the secret thoughts
Of the heart, reward me by their deliver
ance = The face Of the high-souled woman
grew deadly pale, faint sickness came O.
yer her, but her purpose faltered not
IL Bone Of my bone she murmured, flesh
of my flesh, am ready TO die for them |!
and again she was strengthened, till her pur
pose was accomplished. She bound up he
arm, and as her enfeebled frame allowed
she mixed the rich spices she had prepared
} with the blood, and bare it with tot,erins
| steps TO her famishing children.
you are ill., said Eudora. rising as Ag
! nes entered the room, very i'll, am sur
. you are changed since you left u.s.
: Nay. 'tis nothing, replied Agnes ab
y ruptly.-'Rouse thee, Pietro, drink an
: live! The young man stirred, but tn
sight of food awakened momentar
q strength, he grasYed the bowl, and draine
4 it to the dregs. My mother, the pangs c
5 death we're upon me, you have saved me
e whence came the food =
n .Content thee, it was mine |! and the en-
s phatc tones of his mother silenced furtht
k inquiries in the overwearied and exhauste
J. man. He slept again. En,ico was rouse
}: with difficulty, and as he drank wha! h
y mother had apportioned for him, twas wit
@ pain, and much effort. He is saved ft
n the present. thought the wretched mothe
n Oh that tomorrow may bring deliverant
r, to Ancena. and her famshlng children y
e She sank feebly down, and Eudora cou
y only weep, and look hopefully on; aid thel
ID was none.
n, The morrow came, long day Of fearf
I'd suffering, but it passed a. last: sunset W;
to on the distant hills, twilight began .o'sha
ID ow the earth 10 on the far summit of Fa
at cognasa appeared long and gittering Iii
10 of lights; banners waved IN the air, and ant
ne The sound Of martial music was borne u
- ward and onward shout that seemed
n part the air, and make the finn land quive
n; went up from the delivered city. TT
nd succors ! the succois God help US they a
ng come, there is bread, bread for the starvin.
N. Ancona was free.
Gently, Oh gently. she will de- ga
re. Enrico, as they raised the head Of Agn'
be They gave her nourishmeni, she revive
ror looked around, and smile such as ang'
- wear, lowered on her white lips. &C
has sent US help my children
(pl Mother, mother there is blood in
III. bowl from which we drank last night
al, was your own r-and Petro knelt do'
for by her side as he asked the question.
nj, 1t was bul exchanging the worn ont Il
for the strong and vigorous saplngs, BIZ
rds ye my children!
4aE-aEEzaxE
'e- Obesily.-There is man down in M
o' sachusetls, who is so fat that they hire h
aS' at camp meetings to stand up and throw
FLY sb,aa rnon the audienne when the sur