The Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1837-1867, 1850-01-12

I, was one half past eleven o'clock I, NJ
Ae 9id, tsf9, that finished the above Hcn
pBrr. and throwing my paper aside, drew
,yThsir 10 the comfortable fire, with the de-.
,,m,uation 90 see the old year out and wei.
come the new, n seemed but few moments
rtc had gentle rap upon the door In no
VERY pleasant mood at this unreasonable IN
tr,fupiion, mutirtrd "Comc in" The door
swamp upon It's hinges, aud tQothlcss and
,hnvellcd cronc entered The trito aud yul.
,af sentence, yet by no means meaningless,
what have donef" was IN moment upon
ry lps / thought of Btutus, Hamlet, the
S.sln witeheraft, and of an old lady whose
dashtcr,I once promised 10 marry, or TO show
ny dictionary knowlrdgr) cspouse, but, upon
q sober second thoughg concluded | could do
better. aud had abandoned o.. These and hun,
tiyd other ways Of accounting for this untimc.
ly y,,n, were being rcvolvcd by inc with the
tanIdty Of thought, when, IN cracked, and,
It seemed 10 me, scpulohral voice, my unbid.
drn guest said "good evening and taking n
char seated herself at the fire aa muoh ht
home aa would my grandmother have been hi
-lI own frcsidc. Since my s0vcnih year |
aayo seen lew women who could ffightcn me,
1n4 As the evidence began 60 strengthen ~
ms mnd that this was not ghost, nor nv old
aimr mother, began 10 feed mare at case ,
and wiahng 20 appear ordinarily civil, made
the novel, aud original, remark, that II was
riruru-tt,-tI..s.fl Eai!4sE-sald-
Old lady replied that It was, bot nothing To a
nphthst January which was insuffrtably cold,
& also one ia the first week of February 4. thus
she went on cnumeruiing with the cKactucss
Of diary all the cold nights last winter, II
seemed 80 odd to find woman that should
remember any thing about the weather. that
dcScilcd my curiosity to learn something of
Acf history. She readily complied with my
request that she would natraic the incidents
--!.Aa 4al4C-L nInLl
lof the papers, and she had visited me with
the hope that | should make honorable men,
ton Of her IN some corner Of my sheet, and
thus her Immortality be secured. Somewhat
Aauarcd by ihis, and more than half inclined
20 pardon her intrusion, listened TO the fol-
''oglng AUToDIoGEAPuY.
! nm 'onc Of the childron Of Time, and an
,nown 10 the world ns lsi9 In my father,
'oyl mansion. far away among the stars,
gls,ed'my giflhood watching the siars. cycle,
Of ages old, as they walk their unending path.
Dy and most of all, this planet which my
hlhcr told mel was one day 10 visit and then
70 die How long | remained in that palace
know not for life passed like a pleasant dream
and decays cffaong fingers touched moth
ing thctc There was perpetual health, I'M
mortal youth. One year nRatonight, my faith
ct, who used at stated intervals only 10 vis
ma Of our blooming train, came, and TAX
ing me, in his arms, braught me 10 this earth
and told me my mission. 1 was to watch owe
IL FOR twelve months, keep strict record oi
It's JOYS and sorrows, its hopes and fears, IT.
struggles, defeats and victories, to wear m
life away, and with an expiring rfiort seal III,
record for'thc judgement. He left me as th
ells were ring ing out their merry chine upoi
ae midniah ali, in my nc " home and hutrIei
"a his way, taking with him the corpse, nn'
The record of withered bag whom | learne'
vas an elder sister. | was welcomed by SOM
With JOY, TO whom the future was all sunshine
Ind lie blessing; others bade me sorrow
lul, though not n chcerlcss welcome M the.
'hought of some dear friend who with then
Necomed my elder sister but who now slum
Octed in that "dreamless bed" Some pledge,
NE high in cups OF sparkling beverage. will
Nassail song, and the be bewlderng dance, 9th
'rs in the calm bcclusion of thu closet witt
meir bible open before them prHycrfully watch
60 my advent. The psalm af Thanksgiving
'e nuptial song. the eurseH of the famishing
ana Me wall for the dead, came>in harsh dis
'oetdance upon my ear. Side by side arose
prayer for death aud ihr life, the horrd oRt
o. The blaSphemer and the plea Of the poo
publican, words ofloye all gently spoken. an
TIE shrek Of the broken heart, the shout o
'ueoess, aad the ory Of bitter aug uish and des
pair | saw tears ofjoy and those that wer
Stung from the riyen spirit, heard tho cheer
u' laugh, and that which was but heartles
moek'ng, and as this strange medley of ligh
lhu darkness, ,mirth and sadness, hope an
Eyy'pa'r' life aud death came full upon me an