The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1847-07-31

n noise if she is not found; you want none!
for this | suppose, and have come for moreF
"You have guessed right answered Pc
ter, this time, "for America is n great way
, of"
Michael wont forward and led him into hi
house, he there opened n drawer III which
lay much gold, and Dire " out some long rolls
, While he was counting the money on th'
table, Peter said, ''You are 'bad bird, Mich
aeI, and have deceived me. You told me
should have a stone in my Breast and yor
should have my heart"
"Aud is it not so" asked Michael, aston.
ished. "Do you feel your heart, is it not as
cold as ice? Do you have fear or grief? are
you sorry for any thing?'
"You have only stopped the beating OF my
heart, but have it in my breast the same MS
ever; and fit Ezekiel says you have told lie
and that you are not the man who can take
away heart without danger. You must be
Il magician for that"
"But assure YOU" cried Michael, "you
and Ezekiel, all rich people, who have been
to me, have cold hearts just alike, aud have
your real heart here in my chamber"
How falsely you speak" said Peter, laugh
| ing, "you can cheat another but not me; do
| you think have not seen such things ms those
| ny the DOZENS upon my travels? They make
hearts of wax like those in your chamber.
You are rich fellow, confess, but no ma
! gician."
The giant grew angry and pulled upon
the chamber door. "Come here and rcad
the labels on all of them; see, here is Peter
Munk's heart, see how it quivers, can such II
thing as that be made out of waX?'
"And yetit is war;" answered Peter, ga re-
al heart does not beat in that manner, and ]
have my own in my bosom. Noyou arc no
magician"
"But | will prove it to you," cried Michuel,
angriy, "you shall feel for yourself that this
is your heart" He took it, opened Peters
vest, and took n stone from his breast, and
held it up before him. lie then took the heart
breathed upon it and put it carefully in its
place, and Immediately Peter felt it beat, and
he could now rejoice at it.
"llow is it with you now" said Michael,
laughing.
"lndeed you were right" answered Peter.
while he carefully drew his little glass cross
from his pocket, 81 should not have thought
that the thing could be done"
as it not true, aud am ] not magician,
do you think? Now will put the stone back
again"
"Softly, master Michael" cried Peter, step
ping back and holding up the little cross.
"Mce arc caught with cheese, aud this time
you are the one cheated" And he then be-
Whereupon Michael became smaller and
smaller, fell down aud twisted about like a
worm, and sighed and groaned, aud all the
hearts there began TO culver and bcat,so that
it sounded as if one were in clock makers
shop. But Peter was in great fear all his
courage torsook him, he ran out ofthe cham
Der, and out ofthe House, aud driven by his
anxiety, he climbed up the rocks, for he
heard Michael who was recovering himself
l-lz
curses after him. When he reached the top,
he ran to the pine grovc;a fearful storm a.
rose, the lightning fell on the right and OF
the left, and trees were thrown down, but he
escaped the danger and reached the grounds
of the little glass man safely.
His heart beat joyfully, and then again be-
cause it had power 10 beat. He looked back
upon his life, as upon the storm which had
dnG1en" de1hnd milf Ife thought on his
wife Lisbeth, his fair good wife, whom he
had murdered out of avarice; he looked on
himselfas an outcast from men, aud lie was
weeping violently when he reached the glass
mans hih.
The treasure keeper sat under the pine
tree, aud smoked his little pipe, and his face
was more pleasant than before. "Why do
you weep goldman Peter" said he. "have YOU
not received your heart again--docs it still
lie cold i'll your breasl?"
"Ah my lord" sighed Peter; "when car
RED the old stony heart, | never wept, my
eyes were as dry as the ground in July, but
now what have done will almos; break my
old heart My debtors have driven into
misery; have set the dogs upon the poor and
sick, and you yourself know how my whip
fell upon her fair forehead"
"Peter, you have been a great sinner."said
the little man, "Moncy and idleness have ru-
med you, and your heart became stone, and
you no longer knew Joy, or sorrow, or rcpen-
taEce, or compassion. But repentance if
sincere, will be accepted; and if only knew
that you were really sorry for your past life
l might do something for you.'
IL can do nothing morc;" answered Peter,
and his head sunk in sorrow. every thing
is over with me,-what can do alone in the
world? My mother will never forgive me
what have done to her, and perhaps | have
brought her to the grave, monster that am-
and Lisbeth my wiic-strike me dead rath-
err, master trnasure keeper, and then my
miseries will be ended"
"Good," answered the little man, if YOU
will have nothing else, you can have that, |
have my axe at hand. He quietly took his
little pipe from his mouth, Knocked out the
ashes, and put 1t away, then rose slowly and
went behind the pines. But Peter sat weep
ing on the grass, his life no longer ofanv val
mn, an" nc Pdtienuy waited The stroke
OF death. After awhile he heard light
steps behind him, and thought, snow il is
coming"
"Look around once more, Peter Munk."
cried the little man; Peter wiped the tears
from his eyes, looked about, and saw-his
mother, and Lisbeh, his wife looking kind
ly upon him. He sprung ioyfuly up, "and
are you not dead, Lisbeth, and are you here,
mother, and do you forgive me?"
"Ihey will forgive you,' said the glass man
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