The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1845-04-05


ions; often, have they wept together at al
Injury one would receive; their wild merr,
laugh would echo in concert through the
old time WON arches Of the castle, as in
their childish sports they raced through the
venerable apartments, then they would
bourd over the bright green swsrd with
their elm locks streaming 10 The wind, in
pursuit Of some gaudy.wnged insecs,which
as they grasPed in their tiny fingers, called
forth shout Of JOY, which made the old
mans eyes 10 glisten as he thought OF the
days when he was young, those halcyou
days, that bright green spot il memory's
wasta.
Time rolled on& brought with it naughu
,ut joy and gladness. Oscar had reached
he age of nineteen, and Alice was two
'ears his junior; but before this childish
affections had given place to a more mature
love--they had exchanged affection. This
pleasing and happy state of bliss was soon
to be broken. Oscar in one of hi,
moments of excitement in listening to ,Ht
,ecila' OF his fathers death,had openly vow
ed that when he should obtain,he age of nine
Teen, be would make pilgrimage to Palcs
tine, TO revenge his fathers death by dyeins
his grave with the hearts blood of somt
Saracen. Neither lhe enreaiies Of til,
Earl, nor the suppications of Alice could
alter his purpose The vow still rung II
his ears and nerved his determination if h.
for moment wavered.
'Grieve not for me my gentle Alice h.
would say as she hung on lis breast; let m
kiss away those glistening drops-a Few
months will soon pass away, when Osca
will then fly on wings of love, TO claim
his pretty b'ide. What JOY will attend ,h'
meeling as elapsed in each. others arm
we put forth thanks to the OmEipoen, fo
the safe re,uru. Or seated on the mos.y
bank by The side Of some gentle brook, W
will recount to each other the weary hour
we passed, as far, far apart. we prayed lha
hours might be minutes, and months weeks
or as wandering beneath the shade Of OF
lofty native pines, pour Out our vows Of love
and dare the rude hand Of fate again TO seve
two hearts that thus can beat with love
Loop up, mine own beloved; the cloud
'ha, hover so hardly over our path will 500,
pass away, and the sunshine Of joy one
more will rise on hopes no more TO set.
With surh language Oscar would siIiv'
TO soothe his dropping Alice.
The fatal day a, length arrived, and will
i hea"y heart Oscar tore himself from hi
weeping friends. After many days of tol
and peril he arrived at The Holy City,wher,
he distinguished himself by his bravery il
Staying many Of the ruthless Saracens. Il il
needless to recount the many adventures ht
met wilh-'tle moving accidents by foot
and field during his stay-suffice il to say
that he had now been many months fro0i
home, and the objects of his pilgrimage be-
ing accomplishment having received many
scars in fierce encounters, he prepared /,
'et out for his native country.
After this digression we will return t.
Sir Rupert & his cousin Osmond, whom we
eft journeying towards the Castle Roslhs'
common. After few hours hard riding,
he party drew up in front of the castle
gates which were Immediately thrown open
The porculIls raised and drawbrdge lower
d to admit the noble Sir Rupert and auen
dants. The old Earl warmly embraced hs
son in.law elect, and bade him welcome
with many joyful expressions.
Poor Alice heard Of his arrival with lht
deepest agony. She wlung her hands
threw herself upon the ground and CAV
loose 10 the mos, violent grief. After lht
first burst had subsidized, she Lecame norr
calm, as she became convinced she wouc
soon be brought to the presence of her in.
tended husband. With heavy heart sh,
endeavored TO remove all traces of grief, bu
The swollen eye and flushed cheek easily
betrayed the feelings which had so IaleI,
agIated her breast. Telling her attendant
TO follow, she left The castle by poster
door, to compose herself by hort walk i
lhe cool air without The castle walls,
She had walked in an amusing ii of at