Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1850-11-18

the summer rain, shining in the ice gem,
It'll the trees seemed turned to living Jewels
spreading golden veil over the setting
sun, or white gauze over the midnight
moon; sporting in the cataract; sleeping in
the glacier; dancing in the hail shower
70 ding bright snow curtains softly above
the wintry world, and weaving the many
: colered iris, that seraph' zone Of the. sky,
! whose harp is the rainbow Of earth, who's.
roof is the sunbeam Of heaven, all checker
ed Ger with celestial flowers, by HE mystic
hand Of refraction. Still always it is beau.
tifnl, that blessed cold water! No poison
bubbles on its brink; its foam brings not
madness and murder; no blood stains its
liquid glass; pale widows aid starving or
phans weep not burning tears in its clear
depths; no drunkard' S shrieking ghost from
the grave curses it in words Of despairi-
Speak out, my friends. would you exchange
it for the demon S drink, alcoholic ~.
|, A shout like the roar Of the tempest an
Lswered sNo"- H F'.@@ s
F Critics need never tell me again that
back-woodsmen are deaf to the, divine voice
of eloquence; for saw, at that moment,
the missionary held the hearts Of the null
titude as it were in the hollow Of his hand:
and The popular feeling ran in current 50
irresisaEle, that even the duelist, WattFoe-
man, dared not venture another interrup-
tion during the meeting. zen %, % ; .,.. -
Ihave just reviewed my report Of that
singular speech in the foregoing sketch;but,
alas! discover thatI have utterly failed to
convey the full impression, as my reason
and imagination received it. The Ian
guage, to be sure, is there-that never
could forget-but it lacks the spirit; the
tones of unuttera BILE pathos, the cadence of
mournful music, alternating with crashes of
terrible power; it lacks the gesticuafion,
now graceful as the play Of a golden viii
low in the wind, and anon, violent as the
motion If mountain pine in the hurricane;
lit lacks that pale face, wrapped in lis
dreams Of the spirit land, and those .unfstl,-
omable eyes, flashing a light such as never
beamed from The sun or stars, and, more
than all, ii lacks the. magnetism Of the
mighty soul that seemed to {diAfuse. itself
among the hearers, as viewless stream Of
electricity, penetrating the brain like SONS
secret fire, melting all hearts,, and MASTER
ing every evolution. "-" ''"' o''' i.'N
The camp-meeting continued. and re-
, vival attended it, such as never before or
since, was witnessed in the forests Of Texas.
But unfortunately, on the last day of the
exercises, news arrived on the ground, that
a neighboring farmer had been murdered,
and his wife and children carried away
prisoners by the Indians. a. - y, -.
The young missionary sprang into the
pulpit and proposed the immediate organi-
szation of a company to pursue the savages
The suggestion being adopted, the. mover
himself was elected to lead the party. AZ.
ter several days of hard riding, they over
took the barbarous enemy in the grand pra-
hirie. The missionary charged foremost of
his troops, and having performed prodigies
I, Of bravery, fell-not by the hand nf an In
dian-but by a shot from the hand Of one
of his own horsemen! !so'za' 7,'l s''.l.' sSi2 o.
need scarcely name the assa ssin- the
reader will have anticipated me-the incsr-
nate 6end, Col. Watt Foeman, chief hang
man Of the Shelby Lynchers, and, ten years
later, master cook at the poisoned we'd
ding. -. -
Such is the only fragment from the BIZ
F; ography Of wounded gsnius-the, sole
twinkling ray Of dazzling luminary, that
rose and sat in the wilderness-a torn leaf
from Paul Dentons book Of life. Peace to
his ashes. He sleeps well, in that lone
isle Of evergreens, surrounded by the ever
green sea Of the. green prairie. Natures
beloved son inherits her consistent, tomb
that last possession. the inalienable fee-,im-
pie of all time. r ..--.r,.