The Evansville journal. (Evansville, Ind.) 1834-184?, 1846-09-10
the engineers about him, and then descend

the engineers about him, and then descend
ed with the rest.
The truth was soon known, and broad day
| light disclosed the cause of their terror
They brought out of the mine and laid por
the ground the cold and damp body of {
young man.
His dress indicated other times, oihel
fashions. 1t was neat, and Il was easy tC
believe that he was arrayed for holyday.-
Golfer was buried near him; it was open
cd, and was found 10 contain some Jewels
golden cross, chain. and medallion up
on which cipher was engraved but time
had probably injured these pledges of love
intended, perhaps, for some adored mistress
The whole village assembled, and while
the engineers were making their examina.
tons, while the authorities were lost in con-
lecture, each inhabitant sought but in vain
in his memory, for some means of ascertain
ing who the young man was; but all was in
vain.
'Margaret!" cried young woman, and
with tone which spoke establishment, at
the sight OF good old dame who was COM
ing up with painful effort, towards the i'm
mense crowd which was anxiousy waiting
for an explanation of this mystery.
SNAKE room for Margaretm cried many of
the young people at the same time.
The good old woman made all haste 10
reach the group where the authorities and
the master were collected
She paid no attention to the crowd around
her, and scarcely thanked those who stood
aside for her TO pass. Her countenance,
ordinarily pale, assumed an unwonted color !;
her eyes sparkled, and twas very plain that
something unaccustomed was agitating her.
Suddenly she pushed aside, with a violent
and convulsive motion, the master, who was
before her. She throws herself down, and
falls upon her knees before the dead body ;
she did not shudder.
"Peter!" she cried, and with her hands,
weak and emaciated by age, she fonded the
face of the corpse before her.
She pushed aside his moist locks, and
fondly kissed that forehead which sixty years
ago was buried in the bowels of the cold
earth, and which had it not been for its I'M
timely burial, would now have been wrink-
leo and delaced by age.
80 etoi, sue Cfleu dgalIne'lt is Inc
friend of my childhood, it is M. betrQihed :"
and tears which seemed TO be excited by
Joy and grief, in turn bathed her withered
cheek. 81 waited for you," she cried
"Ah! | knew should not die without seeing
you again, without embracing you for the
last time"
The bystanders endeayored 10 tear her
spectacle, but one on which she was teasJfbg
with pleasure which soon exhausted her
strength; but il was in vain. She clings 10
the body of Peter, she clasps him in her
weak arms, she wishes 10 die upon the heart
which no longer beats, but which once beat
for her alone. So many mysteries were
then explained. Poor Peter! He had
wished TO surprise his bride, and without
doubt had hidden the presents which he in
tended for her, not far from the spot where
he usually labored. How horrible must bis
long agony have been! How terrible pun
shment!
He went back in his thoughts to the midst
of the merriment which was in honor oil
himself, he thought of his dismayed bride
of his father, of his mother. But he was
destined to see them no more; his last groar
was unheard by them; he was st1ed, smoth
cred, and whole mountain lay over him.
Margaret had said truly: 81 will wait fol
your return" She was unable TO survive
1.-THE violent emotions which the discovery oil
Peter cost her! She breathed her last will
the name of Peter on her lips; but wheI
she made her vow, little did she think tina
her nuptal bed would be the cold coffi
boards, and that her lovers hand would nc
be clasped in hers till she had close ID he
eyes forever.