Carroll free press. [volume] (Carrollton [Ohio]) 1834-1861, 1843-02-03
The Eagles Nest:

! lie was TO DO saved she became Blmos, !
as fearless as If she had been changed
into winged creature Again her feet
touched stone and earth; the psalm was
hushed; but tTemulous sobblng voice
/ was close beside her, and 10, she goat
with Two little kids at her feet! Wild
heights thought she, do these crea-
lures climb; bu; the dame will lead her
kid down by the easiest path, for oh!
even in the brute creature what is the
holy power OF mothers lover and
turning round her head, she kissed her
sleeping baby, and for The first time she
wept
Overhead frowned the front OF the
precipce, never touched before by hu-
man hand or foot. No one had ever
dreamed OF scaling it, and the golden
eagles knew that we'll in their instinct,
as, before thev built their eyrie, they
| had brushed with their wings. But all
the rest of this part Of the mountain
side, though SCARED, and scanned and
chasmed, was yet accessible-and more
than one person in the parish had reach
ed The bottom Of the G'ead's Cliff Ma
ny we're now attempting it. and ere the
cautious mother had followed her dumb
guides hundred yards, though among
dangers that, although 10 terrily The
sroulest heart, were traversed by her
without q sbudder, the head Of one man
appeared. and then the head Of another,
and she knew that God had delivered
her child in safety, into the care oc her
fellow creatures. Not word was spo
ken, eyes said enough, she huShed her
friends with her hands, and with uplift
ed hands pointed 10 the guides sent TO
her by Heaven. Small green plals
here those creatures n;bble the wild
flowers, became now more frequent,
troGden lines, almost as easy as sheep
paths, showed that the dame had not led
her young into danger: and now the
, 5rushwood dwi0dIed away into strag.
Cling shrubs, and the party stood on
Iiltle eminence above The stream, and
luTmluS phIl vi tho otdlh'
There had been trouble and agitation,
much sobbing. and many tears, among
, the multitude. while the moi her was
, scaling ths cliffs, sublime was the shout
that echoed afar The moment she reach
, ed the eyre, then succeeded silence
r deep as death-in a little while arose
J the hymning prayer, succeeded by mute
I supplicalon, the wiIdness of thankful
! and cong'atuatory joy had nexts It's
f sway and now that her salvation wa;
. sure, the great crowd rustled like @
J. wind swept wood. And for whose sake
a was all this alienation Of agony7
e poor humble creature, unknown to ma
d ny even by name, one who had but fe
d friends nor wished for more, contentec
II to work all day, here, there, and every
g where, that she might be able TO sup
d port her aged mother and her little child
and who on Sabbath took her seat in al
e an obscure pew, set apart for paupers
,e in the kirk.
Fall back, and give her fresh air
N said the old minister OF the parish, an
o the circle of close faces widened roun
Of her lying as IN death, Gle me the bor
'e ny Bit BARN into my arms cried frs
le one mother then another, and it wa
ST lenderly handed round the circle {
10 kisses, many Of the snooded maiden
ss bathed its face in tears, There's not
l. single scratch to be seen about the pu
's innocent, for the eagle you Gee mau
ne hae struck into The lang claes and th
10 shawl. Bin bin' maun they be WI
IN see not the finger O. God in this thing
II Hannah started up from her swoo
or and looking wildly cried, Oh! the bir
e.r the bird, the eagle, the eagle, The Gag
r. has carried off my bonnie wee Waite
is there none TO pursueH' A ne!ghb,
nv put her baby to her breast, and shuttir
lf' her eyes and shifting her forehead, Il
~ sorely bewidered creature said in In
ed voice, Am ! wauken, oh, tell me i'll
'P' wauken, or if a this be wark o. feVe
u.s. and the deIirium O. a dreamF
I'm Hannah Lamond was not yet TWEEN
"a years old, and although mother. "
1o' may guess what a mother, yet froV
II not gentle reader, frown not, pure al
DO stainless as thou art, to her belonged n
ri the sacred name Of wife, and that 4
baby was the child Of sin and shame, "
oI "the child Of mystery, baptized in tear
np' She had loved, trusted, been belray
be and deserted. 10 sorrow and in soliut
his uncontrolled and despIsed, she bore h
lie burlhen. Dismal had been the hour
travail, and she feared her mothe
'rr heart would have broken, even VII
his her own was cleft in twain, But h
ase healing is forgiveness alike TO t
Dur wounds Of the (orgiving and forgive
ex. And then Hannah knew that guilty
eno fore God, her guilt was not such as
me fellow creatures deemed it, there w
nal dreadful secrets which would never p
has Inns onainat thu fathap nf tho oh