The Middlebury galaxy. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1848-1850, 1848-05-30

| searching for new flowers skipped through
the bushes that separated them, but wher
she met the steadfast eagerness Of hi;
gaze, screamed and fled, dropping hal
her flowers. When Manou recovered
from his astonishment, he sprang after
them, but they were nowhere to be seen
The quick tropical blood leaped in hi:
veins under this new excitement; and
when he entered the hut, his father was
instantly struck with the fire in his eyes,
and the flush on his cheek. "Oh, father, y
he exclaimed, 81 have seen two such
beautiful creatures One young man, not
at all like me, made such delightful sounds
with something he held &c his mouth
But the other oh, how beautiful he was
His eyes were like piece of the sky,
and his hair was like the sunshine. He
wore long robe, almost to his feet, and
he sprang through the busheslike young
deer l did not know there was any
thing in this world SO beautiful Who
do you think they were I Did they come
from that Europe you have told me about
| will make you staff tomorrow, and
we will walk till we find Them"
The hermit easily guessed that his son
had seen an English girl; and to divert
his mind from the idea of going in pur-
suit of her, he said quietly, "How does
my son know that he has not seen
vision of Gandharvas* and Asparas ?''t
81 did not think of that" replied Mans
gu "only whenI first heard the sounds,
they seemed to me to come from Para>
disc" But this explanation did not cure
his restlessness. As he lay down on his
couch of leaves at night, he enquired,
"Do the Gandharvas live with the As
paras. father!"
They are much together" replied the
old man.
Manou was still for long time and
the hermit supposed he had fallen asleep;
but again he broke the silence of the
night by asking, father, shall | ever be-
come one of those spirits of sweet sounds!''
"PerhaPs you may, my son. when you
die, if you fulfil all your duties, sacrifice
often to the gods, subdue the senses, and
think no evil thought"
"What is il to subdue the senses ~ he
asked.
at is not to eat when you are hungry,
or drink when you are thirsty, or sleep
when you are drowsy"
"And what are evil thoughts 2" in
CURED the guileless babe of fifteen.
The hermit found it difficult to answer
in a manner ineligible to the inexperi>
enced youth. ITO wish to kill anything,
or harm anything, is having an evil
thought" he replied ''but silence is best
for you now, my son.
Obedience is among the greatest Hin
doc virtues, and therefore Manou spoke
no more ; but he lay long awake, won
dering that it was possible to wish to kill
any thing. Extreme reverence for Natute,
IncIlcated by the pantheistic creed of his
country, had taught him that it was sin
10 throw stone at bird. or even opull
fruit too violently, lest the tree should be
wounded and the degree
Of hardness that could commit murder was
10 him inconcevable. But pleasanter
IDEAS chased away these disturbing
thoughts, and he fell asleep to dream Of
lower-ny mpths and musicians of the air.
When he awoke, the music of his dream
still sounded so audibly in his spiritual
EAR, that he started and looked around in
search of the lovely vision he had seen
he preceding day. The first question he
asked was, Father, i'll do not eat when
am hungry, nor drink when l am thirs-
y; ifI sacrifice constantly to the gods,
md obey you, and feed everything but my
'elf, how long will it be before | can be-
come a Gandharva?'
The gentle-hearted hermit looked at
him with a sort of mournful reproach, as
f he would have said, "Are you then so
anxious to leave me alone, my SOM" But
ne quelled the human feeling, and calmly
answered, at may be ten years, or it may
De hundred. or it may be thousand.
cannot tell how many forms you will be
obliged to take, or how long you may re-
main in them. But if you do your duties
we'll, and mortify the body, you may be-
come something much higher and holier
han Gandharva. You may become en-
irely absorbed in the Divine Mind, and
enjoy eternal beatitude."
81 should like 10 be Gandharva fifty
thousand years" replied Manou; 'for
hey have those beautiful Asparas for
To have an Aspara sing TO
me, and smile in nv face while she placed |
flowers in my hair, would not that be d. |
vine beatitude ~
The hermit groaned, and called his son
10 their morning sacrifices. The youth |
performed all his duties with redoubled |
zeal, but he was evidently absorbed with |
he one idea that had taken possession Of
him. He fingered about the grove where
be had heard the flute, and often waited
here for hours
When sunlight cleaned through the
oliage he hoped it was the golden haired
Aspara. When shadows foated over the
ground, he thought the beautiful objects of
If his vision were lowering near him,
hough unseen. He gathered up the flow