Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1850-06-15
Atisttllaneous.
The SOul in PnrgatOry;
on, LOVE STRONGER THAN DEATH.
BY SIN. +. BuLwrR Lrrros.


that of his fellows, and the voice of the ln
visible One (for the angels themselves know
not the glories of Jehovah--only tar in the
depths of heaven, they see Que Unsleeping
Eye watching forever over creation) wus
heard saying:
"Ask gift FOR the love that burns upon
thy songs, and it shall be given thee"
And Seralim answered.
"There are in that place which men call
Purgntory, and which is the escape from
Hell, but the painful Porch of Heaven, many
souls that adore Thee, and yet are punished
justly ior their sins; grant me the boon to
visit them at times, aud solace their suffer-
ings by the hymns OF the harp that it con-
secrated Thee"
And the voice answered.
Thy prayer il heard, oh gentlest of the
angels aud il seems good to Him who cbas-
tises but ior love. Col Thou hast Thy will"
Then the angel sang the praise oi God,
md when the song was done, lac rose from
his azure throne at the right hand of Ga
briel, aud spreading his rainbow wings, he
flew to that melancholy orb which, nearest
TO the Earth, echoes with the shreks of
souls, that by torture became pure. There
the unhappy ones see from after the bright |
court they are hereafter to obtain, aud the |
harps of glorious beings, who fresh from the |
Fountains Qf immortality, walk amid the |
gardens ui Paradise and feel that their hap
piness hath no morrow; and this thought
consoles amid their tornents, and makes
ths true difference between Purgatery and
Hell,
Then the angel folded his wings, and en-
tering the crystal gates, sat down upon a
blasted rock, und struck divine Tyre, and
peace fell over the wretched the demon
ceased to torture, and the victim to wall
As sleep TO the nIourner of earth was the
song of the angel to the souls of the puri-
flying star, one only voice amid the general
stiffness seemed not lulled 10y the angel it
was the voice of a woman, and il contin-
ued to cry out with n sharp cry
"Oh, Adenheim-Adenheim mourn not
for the lost ~
Tine angel struck chord after chord, ill his
most skillfhl melodies were exhausted, but
still the sweetest harp OF the angel choir
cried out
"Oh, Adenheim-Adenheim mourn not
for the lostp
Then Seralim's interest was aroused, and
approaching the spot whence the voice came,
they saw the spirit of young and beautiful
girl chained TO rock, aud demons lying
idle by. And Seralim said TO the demons,
Doth the song lull ye thus to rest 2"
And they answered, "lier care for anoth-
er is bittercr than all our torfnenis; therefore
We are idle"
Then the angel approached the spirit, and
said, in voice which stilled her cry-for in
what state do we outlive sympathy! "Where-
fore, oh daughter of EARTH wherefore wailest
thou with the same plaintiye wall ? Aud
why doth the harp that soothes the most
guilty of thy companions, fail in its melody
with thee p
"Oh! radiant stranger" answered the
poor spirit, " thou speakest TO one who, on
earth, loved Gods creature more than God ;
therefore is she Justly sentenced. But /
know that my poor Adenhcim mourns cease
lessly for me, aud the thought of his sorrow
is more intolerable to me than all the de-
mons can inflict."
Sand how knowest thou that he lamcnts
tlee?" asked the angel.
"Because | know with what agony
should have mourned for him." replied the
spirit, simply.
The divine nature of the angel was touch
ed for love is the nature OF SONS OF lleav
en-. "And how" said he, can | minister Il
thy sorrow?"
A transport seemed to agitate the spirit
and she lifted up her mist-like and impulpa
ble arms, and cried:
"Give me-oh, give me to return to Eartl
but for one little hour, that | may visit IN!
Adenheim; and that, concealing from hin
my present sufierings, may comfort him il
his own"
"Alas" said the angel, turning AWAY hi
eyes, ior angels may not weep in the sight O
others, I'll could, indeed, grant thee thi
boon, but thou knOwest not the penalty. Fo
the souls IN Purgatory may return 10 earth
but heavy is the sentence that awaits thei
return. la word, for one hour on earth
thou must add n thousand years of the tor
lures of thy confinement here"
"Is tint oil ~ cried the spirit; willingly
then, will brave the doom. All, surely thel
love not in Heaven or they would know, ol
Celestial Visitint, that one hour OF cOnsola
tion 10 the one we love, is worth thousand
ages OF torture 10 ouIself! Let me comfort
and convince my Adenhem; 10 matter
what becomes OF me-"
Then the angel looked on high, and he
saw ia far distant regions, which in that orb
none else could discern, the rays that parted
from the all-guarding Eye; and heard the
voice of the Eternal One, bidding him act az
his pity whispered. lie looked on the spirit
and her sbndowy arms stretched pleadinglS
toward him; lac uttered the word that looses
the bars of Purgatory and 10, the spirit hat
re-entered the human world.
II wus night in the halls of Lord of Alden
heimi and he sat at the head OF his glitter
ing board loud and long was the laugh
and merry the Jest that echoed round; an,
the laugh and the Jest of the Lord of Alden
helm was louder and merrer than all.
And by his right sat beautiful lady: an
ever and anon he turned from others to whil
per soft vows IN her ear.
And OH" said the bright dame of Fa
kenberg, thy words what lady can beliey,
didst thou not utter the some oaths, an
promise the same love 10 Ida, the fair dangI
ter OF Loden and now but three little moDil
have closed upon her gravel"
"By my huidom," qioth the young Lo
OF Adenheim, "thou dost thy beauty mary,
lous injustice-Ida! Nay, thou mockest m
] love the daughter Of Lodenl why, hs
then should be worthy theeY A few :
NRnrda a few missing nrlilea-- -hnl,old al :,