Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1847-01-14
Of the faithful in the Church of the Angus


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Upon observing the image of redemption,
Pillar threw herself upon her knees, and in
accents of love and gratitude, exclaimed,
"Thanks and glory be to your holy name,
miraculous image. You have not repulsed
the humble prayer of your sorrowing daugh-
ter My mothers life is saved--my dear
mother lives. Son of God, be "A witness of
my grateful Joy" Then rising, after a min
utc's silence, she looked around her with
surprise, and said with deep grief, {" He is
not here, and yet this is the place in which
ought to find him. Alonzo, Alonzo, where
art thou! Have you, then, forgotten me %
Alas Alonzo heard hernot his strength
which had but half returned, was van
pushed by so many shocks; his wound re-
opened, and whilst all looks were turned
towards the bereaved girl, he had fallen
bathed in his own blood.
They nstantlytrama towards him. Pillar
perceived him, and cried,
Not yet mot yet; the moment is not
yet come. | know well that death is not far
distant, but before death there is hope-there
is happiness. Miserable that / am, this is
but dream. There is nothing certain but
blood, tears, and death. Very well, wait foi
me, you shall see as have promised; wait
for me, we shall 60 together" and her voice
became fainter and fainter, her eyes closed
and she fell down nsensble.
The efforts made to stop the bleeding o
Alonzo's wound were Intellectual, and it wa:
evident that he had but short time to live
/ was instantly sent for, to give him all the
consultations which our divine religion be
slows, and tarried not moment to rush tt
his assistance.
Pillar gave no signs of reason or ntelli
gencc resuming their sway. Leonora upor
her knees, implored the divine mercy for hin
whom she once loved, and Alonzo hardly
breathing, contemplated his two victims, ant
dared not look upon the holy image | helC
towards him to inspire his hope.
"My son." said to him, "God is in6n
itcly just to those who have faithfully served
him, but God is also infinitely mercilul t.
those who have offended him. Implore will
me his clcmency, and hope for his mercy"
He prayed. ] heartily joined him, ant
having listened to the recital Of his sins anC
his suiferings, performed for his salvation
all that my religion prescribed and in les
than half an hour he expired in my arms
turning his eyes from me to the unfortunate
Pillar, with look that seemed to say" Faith
er, to your care commend her."
have respected this last unuttered prayer
The malady Of this poor victim is without
remedy. They wished to restore her to he
family; but alas she has no longer an.
family. Here she has an asylum, and ever.
care her miserable situation demands.
Five years have rolled by since these mis-
c~"hl" ~onnts have occurred, The Abbes
is dead, and her neicc, Leonora, now fill
her place, and nobly she performs the dutie
of her high mission.
The troubles of our country, and the ter
ror Of a foreign invasion, induced the com
munity to seek more secure retreat Sh
recognises me alone, and in fact there is nov
nobody else who takes any interest in tn
poor girl.
Such was the recital of the good old priest
which even now soltens my heart, and bring
tears to my eyes.
Three months after again passed throug
Burgos. | had not forgotten Pillar in