Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1845-10-15

ddlnty loot nall Dufled IN the bright
greenturf. The warm sunset heightenl
ed the bright vermilion Of her CHEEK
and the soft sparkle of her liquid eye,
whilst nothing could equal the attitude
of untaught grace in which she stood.s
But suddenly was Zaila's rapt con-
temptation broke in upon, for an eior-
NOUS wild boar came bounding thro'
a neighboring thicket, and rushed di-
rectly towards her. A single shrek
broke from her lips, and dropping Lutte
and flowers, she stood still with alright,
whilst the raging animal neafcd her af
each frantic bound. Pale and motion
less as statue, her feelings were too
powerfully excited to allow her to seek
relief in insensibilty or flight. An age
seemed TO be condensedin in the m ON ent
that elapsed, before an arrow sent with
unerring aim, pierced the heart Of the
monster and laid him dead upon the
ground. In few moments, and recov-
erng from her fright, she wasgathering
up her fallen flowers when the young
hunter presented himself before her. %
And is it to you, Sir Knight Of the
Bow and Arrow, that | am indebted
for my gallant rescue2' she said, grace
fully presenting her hand in token Of her
gratitude. - @"..1. ~ 'f. 4N
Happy, indeed, am t. replied he,.
removing his p!umed cap, If my, poor
hand has been of any service TO such a
beautiful maiden as thou; and shall pay
a due need of thanks to that kind for>i
tune which has procured tribute of
gratitude from such sweet lips. But
surely, thou would'st have been TAX.
en- for the Goddess Of this fair spot,
with silver Lutte and flower.garlands,t
had not thy shrek betrayed that thou
vert one OF mortal mou!d.' 1 .Ls...f
May! sir Knight, no sylph of the.
wildwood, but plain Zaila, The Gipsey
Singer, Now who art thouP ,o9aaG ,-G.
Henry, the Hunter ofthe Forest he
said, smiling at her simplicity, but if
thou art the wonderous Gipsey Singer,
! have request to make / Da&
ola song Of course, said Zaila, and
seating herself at the Goot Of a anarIed.
and twisted oak, she threw off her hat
and tuned the Lutte. @f n, 1,aie
As strain after strain Of the sweet
gushing melody, quivered among the
strings, and rising, was echoed by tree
and rock, mingling with the dash of the
cataract and murmur of the brook, she
forgot time and place and listener. in
the delight of her theme. ,a9 a,E2a'a
And there stood the young hunter,
rapt as was she, In gazing upon the
face of the beautiful enthusiast. in whose
cheek the color was Frightening, as the
silken lashes rested tremblingiy upon
his rich velvet, or raising revealed the
liquid light of the eye whose earnest
gaze, seemed asking new chord of
melody from the music chorus Of hea.e
ven. U8 s... $3.50.
AS she arose from her seat on tho
turf, Zaila's eye encountered the res,
pectful but admiring gaze of the huns
er, and blush suffused her brow and
bosom, and her glance sought the
ground, as she strove to conceal her
by dalIying with the
ribbon on her hat. l..0l .,E7 .a9
The slender fingers Of many high
born dame and noble lady, have / seen
wandering among the lute.s strings; but
no hand was SO delicate as thine, nor ,
strains so divinely sweet he said, in
tones of undisguised admiration. 9l.f g7c
Used, as she was, to praise and fiat
terry, his tones thrilled her heart with
new and underlined emotions, and in her
agitation, she dropped her hat at his
feet. In a moment he was on his knee
before her, presenting it to her; but not
till he had disengaged the ribbon which
bound it, and with her flowers, placed
them in his bosom. This action
brought all ~Zaila's self,possession to
her aid, and with flashing eve and hau-il
ty tone, she demanded that which he
had taken, 9 sagea "a 3, h..a
May, fair maiden, Imeant thee no
offence; but surelylI shall be compelled
to disbelieve the profession of graft
tude, il thou dost still refuse SO sliaht al
token of remembrance to one who loves
thee wholly. For, here on my bended
knees swear that no other image,
than .s,,s IA. NJ, 1sa
He ceased, for, her to whom he was,
pouring forth his ardent vows, was
bounding lightly away. gaily singing
"lm merry, merry Gipsey lass. iea
: And no other would | be, ( o,s9ss,.. +
; Nor king, NOR titled courtier, ,s.
Shall breathe his VOWS to me-" ,4ssSss,a
So, taking his bow and arrows, he
departed, To- dream of the lovely en-s
chantress who had woven her spell al
round the chain,of his destiny.
But though zaila thus lightly fed
from the vows Of the handsome and.
noble-looking 'courticr, yet she could