Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1850-11-01
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THE DREAM OF JULIUS WATKINS
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THE HERS1r, BURIED ALIVE
Disinherited, sequestered and set aside IN
the vale Of adversely, it seems that 1 was
Transformed into mole, and fell to grovel-
ling for a livelihood. While descending
the dreary declivity through the gloomy
neander Of midnight horror, from the fat
tering bottom Of a dell, was exhibited the
pale rayssof unpublished diamonds, which on
" augmented the horrors of the place.. T /
thought Of Joanna, the angel of my rest
my. nightly comfort, and my daily quietude I
But ah Joanna was not there. But still
could discover massive piles of valuable
ore the stores of teeming nature, undis-
covered by those who walk alone on the sur
fsce Of the earth Of length heard, some
familiar voice sounding Just behind me -
whittier art thou going thou struggling mole? !?
thou miserable reptile I? I turned TO view the
object Of the attack, but the gloom of the
meander forbade my discovery by sight, but
the sound was certainly Joanna's voice, I
then exclaimed with tears in my eyes, stran-
CUR, who art thou the answer was, julius,
dear Juliusl thou art dead and buried, why
hast thou left the couch of thy native dust
teplough thy way 10 the bowels of Etrea !?
Come back quickly and go with me. l
trembled as stood on a slippery rOck-ex-
Punaed my puny arms and 10 / awoke in
The arms Of Joanna. She had been some
hours striving 10 dispense with the sobs Of
my slumber, and cried with flood Of tears,
dear dear Julius what 50 troubles you? I
cried IN frantic tone, oh Joanna Joanna !!
bet me go, let me goi / am deprived Of all
Iaecquired to make you happy, and if /
cmnot make you 80, l would rather be out
of this world. Let me relapse into thou
and visions, and dwell on earth no longer.
Ithen resumed my former posture and fell
into my slumbers again and heard seraph-
icVoices saluting my ear with sounds har-
monious, perhaps more 50 than the harp Of
Orpheus when sailing below the lake Of Sy-
Iaeuse, reversing the course Of the river Of
Styx, and eternal Lethe, while pround Par.
nassus was shaken from base to summit ]
was then carried by an eagle to the moon,
and eraved TO enter, but was forbidden.
saw the lifted mountains crowned with sap
Phire, and vallies clad with trees Of etherial
lustFe; saw the sable vapofs ascend from
stnPendous rivers which composed the cloud.
Of Luna. i farther cast my enraptured
view and saw the bending wights strugglin,
around the crystal streams Of empyrea
splendor, But alas from the agitation o
wonder, while standing on the edge Of thi
moon, / lost my foothOld, broke loose afit
came tnmbling from heaven as fast as I as
cended till struck the bosom Of the ocean
u was then again l thought Of dear Joanna
! cried aloud Joannai oh Joanna Wher
art thou without thy relief, ] am gone, ce1
tainly gone and forever. / swan wit
great rapidity with shark at my heels, AM
when had swan a full mile, an eagle, oh
blessed eagle the tutelar-spirit which cal
red me to the moon, darted from a elou
which hung imminent over my head, an
with his talons caught me by the toploe
and carried me to the Alps, to survey th
fields Of Rome and Italy, while bold Tibt
rolled at or around the mountains base.-
At length my ears were saluted the voiC
Ofa Swan / looked and saw the lovel
bird lightly skimming along the yellow wav'
again she lifted her voice it was the voit
of q Swan and yet, was like the voice
Joanna, hence was constrained to intern
gate the majestic brd-oh! darling, first 10,
Of allmy heart artthOu transformed into
swan? She immediately assumed the for
Of the most beautiful woman ever saw.
all my a life, and seemed to recognise n
voice. ! quickly found that she was n
dear Joanna, shesmiled but sunk at once b
meath the wave, and to my griefI saw her
~pores 1 immediately awoke I; the night W
we'll nigh spent I; opening my eyes 8;
Joanna standing by the bedside and wee
ing over me, and could not speak for sol
Ieaught her by the hand endeavoring
console her, weep notmy love your trust
mains unhurt. She answered faltering, 0
dear julius, / thought that you were de
never 70 be brought to life any more.
dear woman said 1, 1 fain would have bee
had you been with me in the upper wOrl
for this night have / been carried to
neon, and had not lostmy fOot-hOld, / b
mot fallen from heaven into the great DEF
where 1 should have been the prey Of shs
had not the angel Of release carried me
alock Of my hair to the lofty Alps. He
en- Of heavens what is ike our all proyid,
tla friend nothing on earth. I have se
wonders which exceed the mortal power
tongue to express, and could not bring {
groat for your happiness, further than to
it's probable We both may ascend into ei