Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1845-01-10

less then, seemed to him the liberty of which she
could not partake How vain all the sacrifices
which he had made to secure i'll While his
heart was thus wrung with anguish, the sufferer
revived, and after thanking him for the love and
kindness which had been the blessing of her life
she entreated him to make no delay after her
death, but to hasten his flight, lest even then the
pursuer might be on his track, and the cup of
freedom be dashed from his lips ere he had tast-
en- its sweetness True to her unselish and af-
fectonate nature to the last her latest breath
spent in comforting the poor mourner, who sat
supplied with grief, long after the spirit had
fled, holding the lileless body in his arms, and
gazing on it with look in which every emo
ton of the soul seemed
"There was darkness all within his heart,
And madness in his brain,"
during the long, long night, in which he was
sensible only of one overpowering, absorbing feel
ing Of hopeless misery But with the morning
light, came calmer thoughts, and as he looked
on the marble features Of the Dead from which
all traces of sorrow and suffering had vanished, he
COlu UTMOST IGIOCG IIldI lCl pIlSl image was OFC
and she had found the rest of the grave.
The day following the death of Lucy, was
spent by the poor fugitive, on the spot where she
had breathed her last, and where her remains
were still lying in the fixed repose of the sleep
that knows no waking.-Whie he could still
gaze on the lifeless form of his wife, William did
not feel himself utterly bereaved but he remem-
bered her parting injunction not to delay his fight
and knew that one solemn duty remained to be
performed, before he took his departure. He
must bury the dead out of his sight, but how was
this to be done under his circumstances! There
was but one way-and with an aching heart, Will
liam scooped out the earth with his hands, on a
side hill, to depth which would render her rest
ing place secure, and then prepared to deposit his
sole earthly treasure there to slumber till the heav
ems be no more. Once and again his resolution
failed and he turned away from the open grave
unable to commit the precious remains without
shroud or coffin to its cold embrace. At last
with the strongest effort of which human nature
is capable, he lowered the body into the grave ,anC
hastily covering it, ran from the spot without
once looking behind him. He had gone but a
short distance, when it seemed impossible to pro
coed one step farther, and an impulse which he
could not resist, drew him once more to the hill
side where his Lucy was sleeping. With maniac
eageness he tore away the earth that covered he
and almost felt as he gazed upon the body, as i
his wife was given back to him again. For tire,
days and nights the poor fellow fingered abou
the grave making several Intellectual attempts t.
quit it, till at last, feeling that he must soon die
without food or shelter, he was impelled by natu
raj instinct of selfpreservaton to hasten his north
ern flight He tore himself from the spot which
contained all that he loved on EARTH without dar
ing to trust himself to one single look. A fey
days travel brought him to Pennsylvania, and tn
first house he entered was that of benevolen
Quaker, who accosted him kindly and babe hin
welcome to his roof Poor William was toll
worn, and faint and sorrowful-stil had he me
with refusal, his indomtable resolution woul
have borne him from the door. But the yoic
of klndnes, so long unheard from man, and tn
feeling of security so long unknown, were to
much for his shattered frame. He tainted in
IoldlllJ dliu zen W Illc Hull HhC OHc ucd' L ii
worthy family into which he had provdentia
ly been led, fed and warmed, and cheered the fl
gitive, and had the satisfaction of seeing hiI
in a few days able to express his sense
their kindness, and to give a narrative of hi
thrilling adventures. When able to leave, h
was furnished with all necessary advice and a
sistance for the safe prosecution of his ou
ney. He is now in the British dominions e
tablished in good business, and respected b
I all who know him, an upright and intell
gent man. But it is to the casual observe
that he has been man of sorrow; and thos
who have heard his sad story, well know, tn;
: whatever objects may claim passing mteres
his heart was buried with his Lucy, in thi
grave in the wilderness, where she sleeps
the dark and dismal forest Of eastern Mar,
land,