Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1846-09-17

the tables of the law At length, as he and
Joshua, in serious converse, passed along, they
came within hearing of the tumut below They
suddenly stopped, and turning their anxious eyes
to the white tents, far, down in the valley, Josh
ia said, There is fighting in the camp hear
the sound of battle But the practiced ear Of
Moses knew too we'll the meaning of that con
fused murmur No., said he, that is not the
shout of victors in the pursuit, nor the shrek of
the vanquished flying in fear, but the noise of
them that sing do hear As he drew near
and saw the shameless reve and blasphemous
worship, he cast the tables at his feet and rushed
into the camp. The naked throng paled before
him as if he had been a messenger of death the
dancing ceased, and the song and deaiening
shouts were suddenly hushed. Turning neither
to the right hand nor the left, he passed with a
brow dark as wrath to the golden idol and
hurled it into the fire and tramped it under foot
Then turning to Aaron he asked an explanation
OF this strange scene. As soon as it was given, lie
FASTENED to the gate ofthe camp, and sending his
voice like a trumpet call through the host he cried
out Whoever is on the Lords side let him
come to mcp The SONS of Levi flocked about him.
Seize now every man lis sword, and 90 in aud
out from gate to gate throughout TIE camp, and
Stay every man his companion, and every man
his lrothcr Amid the silence that followed
were heard sobs and cries of despair; and 10!
that terrible band with drawn swords press into
the throng. There is no shout of battle, no cry
Of anger though the sword drinks blood at eve
ny step. The moan of despair and the sudden
death-shriek alone tells where those stern war
riors pass. And now, enveoped in the dense
mass, the eye can tell where they move only BY
the flash Of dripping swords, as they sweep in
angry circles above their heads Though their
hearts Deed at every stroke, and deep paleness
is on their brow as they sheathe their weapons
in their brethrens bosoms, and the lip quivers
before the bcseeching look Of once beloved
friend, their scadfast hearts must feel no relent-
ing The dead lie in swatbs where they pass,
and their weary arms droop beneath the pro-
ractcd slaughter, yet on, on they press till three
thousand corpses cumber the field. Terrible
Isccne-tcrrible yengcancc-but the sword Of
Divine Justice is ever awful.
Why speak of the after repentance and cons
, secraton--of tic second ascent into Sinai-ef
the passing of Jehovah before Moscs-of the
still radiance that bcamed from his face as he
came once more unto the people, untiFthey turn
f ed dazzIcd from his presence. The mighty pa
gcaut has at length closcd-the cloud-column
rose from before the tabernacle and moved into
} the desert; the tents were struck and the host,
headed by that mysterious pillar, in ole long
column disappeared in the wilderness, and that
| fearful mountain was left once more alone amid
. the black and barren scenery.
f Turned into sapphire by Jehovah's feet, con.
C sccrated by his touch, aud baptised by the cloud
of fire and of glory, Mount Sinai stood the Sec
$ 0nd Sacred WoHaiain on the earth.