Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1845-06-05


4 SVelh be thought. it il over now,
and The beggar his walked from his
dream. Wat right had lo love
liowsdared lg What has The poor man
70 do with passions and feeling 1--God
did not make love for him. No lee him
crawl through the by.ways Of life with
ao humble hear. and hail with smi!e
The common grave Of the Pottcr's
Field; bne LET him not presume 10 love-
& His eye caught The small box Of OPT. ;
un1 That lay upon his liable. EIe.ans ~; ..-si
,ssesss s.sss. --zss,a ~ alIoW q p0raon
lof lis confrhts. ss 80
Oblivion oblivion fhe shouted; ;,they
cannot rake that from the door 7 and
as he spoke he dashed from the room.
As he left the house, Florence saw him
and watched him till his form was lost
among the trees.
The breeze increased. and the day
darkened, and signs Of The summer
storm were around him. He did not
notice them, but flung himself at tho
foot Of mold tree on which he hadcarY.
ed her initials. And now the drug bes
ganits work; the sense of pain had left
him, and confused half pleasant sens
alton crept over him. He leaned back
his head and closed his eyes Then 10
him came visions from the spirit land Of
dreams, and in those visions all was
beautiful. The air was fragrance, del.
icatc but all -persading; the breeze was i
music; and there were cool sounds of
water fall and brook, and songs Of birds
and rustling Of leaves. Through them
moved the form Of Florence, her yoico
enriching the music, and her smile the
beauty ofthe day. He spoke ofinye to
aher; and she listened with blush. and
rested her hand in his, and leaned her
beautiful head upon his shoulder. Hs
heard not the low muttering ofthe tilun-
der and the plash Of the first rain drops
For far and wide there elttered 10 the eys
Lifs's only fairy land, the daysto come"
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But the scene began toschange. The
forest, the flowers, and the birds pass
ed away, and he saw nothing but
cloud before him, and from il looked the
ttacco his mother with q sNeetla lant fnva-
'ssateIlaiss sniie Epon her Ups, II II
Looking from heaven upon her son. He
gazed aponf the still face. and as he gag
eda change passed over il; the smile
faded; the features grew rigid and
sharp; anexpression oi great pain CIV.
cred them, the eyes were gIaring, and
the quick gagping breath wasihere, and
the white foam upon the lips, and aho
face was that which he had watched
when he kneeIed at her death bed. He
stroye to raise his arms and tomurtnur
smotherR but voice and arms wefo
fpowerless. And so the face faded. Then
the thunder peaIed and tho rain fell and
demons gazed round him, and seized
him and bore him down--down Thro'
the blackness Of darkness he passed,
and then into a space Of cold twilight.
which an odor pervaded like the smell
Of charnel house, and myriads Of cold,
dead faces came round him and breath.
ed upon him, and thrilled him with the
unuttcrable sorrow and despair Of their
sbrat Hs. nna na aga'n w. l. ssangea reaI,ai
s''l'eAs ,c'i, u'e W, 'ic siirfeRs OF tne
..n .osl' ans 2 low voice t', Missed 10 tls ear,
'a .Ins z unHs s.eLl'',i nome bnt nc
s,',oAeu anu oasfea aslue nus gaoiers'
ana soalca % 'l,e upper ayr. ne knew
asaln .nal ne $1,000 a! 70 the forest. but
'he ran was lanlng q sfeely. hgaln the
ivlqg ihpnder o. 500 shook the sky, and
1 .be lightning stracS an oak directly in
front OF hitnr ne saw the hugh trco-
s'hver and bend;--he heard the crash
as u ieiithrou9h The ali;--tllen covered
this eyes--groancd deeply, and felt
And , there Florence Warner found
him, and there she called God to Wit
mess that she would never forsake him,
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