The Columbia Democrat. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1837-1850, 1849-04-07

q crack from the masters whip, and round
went the noble sleed like lightning, round
the arena i, seemed to me as if it wero
not haIfso long, then how they applaudedl
My eyes followed her as she wen, round,
my heart Knocked against my bosom, at
each beat, and when she stoppedfo for res,
could not speak. 1t was well for me that
they saw it not; they were waving hand
kerchiefs and sending flowers TO her from
every portion of the place.
: 1t was triumph was wild, franti
with joy, fear, and weakness Sweetly,
and with grace she smiled and waved her
tiny arms and hands, as the foaming s,eed
walked slowly around to let her breathe
and give her rest.
Of again, performing more dificul.
feats than before, and with the same ease
and grace. One could not have told, 10
have looked on, that she had not done the
same thing months and months before, so
easy, no effort, SO coolly, no embarrass-
ment; it was through-l breathed again.
But no she must come before them:
and | led her out again. need no, toll
how they shouted, what they did: you'd
say my brain was turned with love for
my dear child, and would not think l told
the truth
And now, one more appearance and
the las, that night. On shO came, borne
by the best performer in the arena. the
favorite Of the place with what ease and
grace he held her upon high, how smart
ly she looked, away up there, all tinsel
and spangles, glit,ering so finely in the
gaslight: and he like Hercules beside of
her, urging the steed onwards toits utmost
powers.
The most intripid riders are carried
the swiftest TO enable them to sustain their
balance, and he was famous for the swift
ness of his riding, it seemed as if his seed
flew. No word came from my lips, though
| was in the arena all the time Twas not
thinking where was, or what | was doing,
all | thought Of was my child.
High in the air he threw her, catching
her so easily, as if twas play, aud she,
clapping her little hands, no fear had she.
How they applauded her triumph wss
complete.
Each moment brought the performance
nearer to close, and how / wished it
through. But no, his stced fearing the
whip, trained TO exertng all his powers,
when his rider was upon his back, kept
on this lightning course, and, oh God in
one unucky feat, he missed her, saw
her fall, the horse reared, and down came
his heavy hoofs upon my Mary.
| cannot tell you what followed, saw
them rise round on every side, there were
cries, but | know that piercing shrieks
drowned them, saw blood, red blood up
on my dear child's face. had sprung to
her ere the horse had hardly moved, and
seized her from beneath his feet, and all
connected with the place rushed to my
side.
But he,the beautiful, the idol Of my life
and hope, moment before SO full Of Joy, |
had clasped unto my Heart a corpse.
'Ah! she was dead dead like her
mother Mary, dead like every thing to me
that should be full of life! dead and | ly-
ed
Il know no more no more said tho
poor maniac, as he wiped his dry eyes, as
| if there had been enough TO dash away.
Il could have wept once, but now my
eyes are dry, and I've no tears 10 shed'--
Men tell me that she lies beside her moth
cr, grave, and that for many hours they
could not seperate us, but I remember
nothing Of it, and am sure it WAS not so.--
But they brought me here to this dark
place, and shut out the bright light. and
will not let me listen to the songs of birds,
or smell the fragrance Of the flowers, they
chain me down, ay load me with double
manaces as these, when they have barred
the door. ay! they cannot close them 10
nv Mary. | see her now. nor with the
red blood ftreaming down her pale face.
don't let me see t--away- away"
And with tear Of real pity and after
obtaining the location of the Two graves.
turned from him, and the massive doors