The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1844-04-15
Moral and Religious.
MOZART,a LAST MOMENTs.


The composer throw himself back on his couch
faint and exhausted. His countonance was pue and
emaciaed, yet there was strange fire in his oyc and
the light of joy his brow that told Of success His
task was finished, ard the melody, even to his exqu-
sto sensbility, WINS perfect. 1t had occupied him
weeks and though his form wns wasting by disease,
yeti spirit seemed to acquire vigo and already
claimed kindred Immortality oft as the sound
Of his own composition stole his ear, it bore
unearthy sweetness that TO him too truly
ing of his future and fast coming DOOM Now il was
finished, and for the first time in many weeks, he sunk
into quiet and refreshing sumber The apartment in
which he lay was large, ard well lighted by window,
IN small recess that opened to the east it his
couch wus placed, table for writing his feet and
just before him his favorte INSOFAR able piano. The
window shaded by curtain of crimson damask
and tho sur, which had scarcely attained its meridian
stole through it; there was rich glow cast upon
every object, The beam fell upon the head OF tho
composer, and then passed, apparently TO say, Like
this your day fl(c shall be- bright and gloous but
even so shall it vanish and pass away though shining
in noon-tide spendor slight noise in the apart
ment awoke him, when turning toward fair girl
who entered, 'Emeine,my daughter said he, 'come
near memy task is over--the requiem is finished
My requiem, he added, and sigh escaped him,
present fame and future glory passed in vivid
sion through his mind and the idea how he
leave it,a seemed FOR tho moment TOO hard to endure
Oh say not my father, said tho girl interrupng
him, rs tears stood in her eyes you must be better
you look better for, now, your cheek has a
glow upon it; do let me bring you something refresh
ing, for you have had nothing this morning, and am
VIC will nurse you well again. DO no deceive
yourself my love, said he, this wasted form
never be restored by human mid. From Heavens
mercy alone, can hope for succor; and it will be
granted. Eneno, in the time of my utmost need
yes, in the hour of DEATH will claim His help who
is always ready to aid those who trust in Him; and
soon must this mortal frame be laid in the grave, and
its restless soul return 10 him who gave it,. The ten
der girl stood in pallid though mute distress; not
tear escaped her. The idea ofdsa;h broke sudden
~ on her mind, that ii checked every mode Of utter
nnce. and she gazed upon his countenance us in |
dream. Death at any period oflife, awful
aspect; but than TO the youthful heart,
whose every step has been that of health and joy and
whose bounding pulse yet swaycd BY hope.has never
been chilled by tho SORROWS, distracted by the
doubts and fears that hang earthly exstencc.
Thus it was with Emeine; united by the ,enderes.
IL u
world Of music mo wonder that she behed death with
terror; the destroyer Of her happiness. Tho
dying fathcr raised hmselfon his couch-'you spoke
Of refreshmen my daughter, it still can be afforded
my faintng soul. Take these, the last that shall
ever pen, md sit down 10 the instrument. Sing with
lhcm the hymn so beloved by your mother, and lie,
me once more hear those tones which have been my
delight, my passion, aimee my earliest remembrance
Imeline did rs sho was desired; and il seemed as il
she sought relief from her thoughts for after
running over few chords Of the piano, sho COM
upnced in the sweetes, voics tho following lines
Spirit thy labor is DER,
Thy term rproba,ion is run,
Thy steps arc now bound to the untrodden shore.
And the race Of imnortals begun.
Spirit look not tho si'ife
Or the pleasures of earth with regret,
Pause not on the threshold Of liniess life.
To mourn, for the day is not set
Spirit no letters can bind,
No wicked have power 10 modest;
Then the weary, like thce-the wretchcd shall find
A heaven, mansion Of rest.
Spirit how bright is the road
For which thou urt now on the wing
Thy home it will be with thy Savior and God
Their loud haIleujnl,s to sing.
AS sho concluded the last stanza, she dwet for n
few momesls, the melancholy notes of the piece,
and then waited in silence for tho mild voice of her
fathers praise He spoke not-and, with something
of surprise, she turned toward him. lie was laid
back upon the sofa, his face shaded in part with his
hand, and his form reposcd if in slumber. Start
ing with fear, Emeline sprang forward to him and
seized his hand but tho touch paraysed her. for she
sunk senseless by his side. He was gone With
the sounds of the sweetest melody composed by
human thought, his soul had winged its fight.
WM. PENIS WAY OF GETTING WHAT LAND
RE wANTEp.--Penn learned in 1860, tina, there was
very choice land not included in his first purchase
and he sent to enquire of the Indians if they would
sell it. They replied that they did not wish TO part
with the land where their fathers were resting; but
10 please their father Onas 1.-THE they gave tho
good nn,--they would sell him some Of it. Accor-
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