The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1850-04-25
u Yes, Miss Susan.D

eyes, Miss Susan
eco to bed, Anna! DO 90 to bed Something
must be done, if it be in the power Of human tears,
and prayers, and persuasions. will humble my
self TO these men, Anna. Oh! If human hearts
can be moved by human misery, you shall be
saved, Annaln
"Ah!" thought Anna, "they will have but
one answer to your prayers, Miss Susan-'the
law ~ but she said eyes, hope, Miss Somer-
vile !" And feeling that Susan could not grow
quiet unless she herself seemed to rest, Anna
lifted Susans hand pressed and kissed it, and
babe her good night. Susan turned on her pill
low, seeming to sleep, but really busying herself
with thousand impossible plans for saving her
foster-sister, and redeeming George and Harriet
Anna withdrew to the window to draw the cur
tain and exclude the moonbeams, that her mis-
tress might sleep more quietly. And she looked
out upon the rocks falling down to the river, the
river and the banks floating in food of silyery
radiance, with the Isle of Rays, CHANGING towards
the sky in streams of light, like shesf Of da-
mond-tipped arrows She whispered, "Oh beau
tiful! My oil fsther--my gentle mother tits in
the midst of Gods beautiful creation that these the
deeds of hate are dopel Yet, no. ef1 dte--let me
be just! Let me he patient! Let no passion of
mine distort local necessity into deed of hate I!
Oh, thou Crucifed who rememberedst amid the
agony of the cross that thy executioners knew
not what they did and prayed for them, give me
portion of thine own divine calmness, patience
and justice Let me remember the position, the
education, the preindices, the undiseiplined pas
sions of these men, and do them justice How
beautiful how holy, this night! How sublmely
calm Let no storm arise in my own bosom to
desecrate this holy calm :"
And oh divine peace was let down from
Heaven into the depths of her spirit and her
heart was flooded with patience and love, still d.
lating into strange JOY
"What is this? oh, angels what is this Ev-
erything from the centre of my own spirit to the
bounds Of Creation, seems expanding, brighten
ing and rising y
A heavenly languor was stealing over her
her frame; she bowed her head upon the window
sill and fell asleep
Heavenly dreams visited her-the walls of the
rooW djsapbearedS-the horizon. ,eTpanded-the
sey wssS1lTred Ip-tFT heavens opened-the
wiigs Of angels frightened the sky-the voices
Of angels made meodious the air
Oh, ye sorrowing! make clear the paths of the
angels TO your souls Dismiss anger, fear, and
selhshncss, that the angels may come and minis
ter TO you
"Till sorrow, touched by God grows bright
With more than rapture's ray,
As darkness shows us worlds Of light
We never saw by day."
Early in the morning, Susan Somervile arose,
and seeing the form of Anna reclining on the
window-sill and bathed in the glory of the morn
ing sun, she went up to her, spoke to her and re-
ceiving no reply, touched her, and started back
with terror-ANNA WAS DEAD
The physician pronounced her death to have
proceeded from some organic disease of the heart.
And no one disputed the decision of the medi-
cal faculty
The coroner's jury came nearer the truth in
their verdict-"A VISITATION OF GoD.p
TO BE CONTINUED.