Sunbury American. [volume] (Sunbury, Pa.) 1848-1879, 1854-06-10

fixed and firm as marble is.aue. Her
| look and manner proved that she sl3o pos
ssssed somewhat of the stern and unbending
spirit of her ancestors. .aovag
AT this moment, Malcolm, availing him
self o.! the sacred privileges OF his order,
walked slowly into the hall. Sorrow,
severity, resignation, and piety, marked his
features. --r. .-.r Oh, ---.r-r. r.-
All eyes were turned towards the vener-
able monk Even the Baron paused, the
scarf uplited in his hand, and his gaze
wildly bent on the motionless form OF his
daughter, who still stood erect and proud,
her eyes fixed upon the fatal tartan.
"Baron," said the monk, in solemn
voice, "the sin which thou hast committed
this day, may not be atoned by years OF
penitence and prayer. Proud man, 10 sat
isly vain and wicked threat, the evil one
hath tempted thee to do deed that shall
bring thee and thy house TO shame, degra-
dation and infamy. Even now Thy heart"
The Baron started at that word.
Aha ~ said he, with fierce and scorn-
ful laugh. 'Thou remindst me, sir monk,
that my pledge 10 the dying Nithisdale is
but half fulfilled What, no ! within there
Dngald, Marion--hast thou obeyed my COM
mands ; Hast lhou inurned-but yes, thou
durst not disobey. Bring in, say---bring in
the heart Of my accursed foe !"
The guests shrunk back, appalled, with a
sickening horror, as the two attendants en-
tered the hall, and the Baron, with look
worthy Of fend, in ioud and dreadful
voice, cried out-"BehoId triumph worthy
the shades Of my warike sires. The re-
venge Of the Kirkconrol is slow but sure ~
fearful pause ensued.
Impressive and emphatic was the clear
sad voice of Ellen, as she exclaimed TO the
Baron, "Thou shalt see, cruel as thou art
that the spirit Of Thy daughter is worthy of
the name she bears. From this moment
leave all mortal cares-from this moments
no mortal food shall pass these lps-from
this moment, am the spouse of the deadv-
from, ibis moment, my hope is changed 10
certainty, that in few short hours, | shall
be joined TO the soul Of my love, where sor
row comeih not" .... f..-.. ...-
She beckoned 10 the monk, who, as he led
her flom The hail. pronounced these words
"Baron, thy triumph is past. The fend, thy
evil genius hath left thee a prey to unavail-
ing remorse and agony" as
The Baron's paroxysm of impious pride
and hellsh triumph, seemed TO be indeed
passing away, while reason presented the
truth to his SOUL in all its terrors. His guests
! fed allighied from the castle, aud calling TO
an attendant, he fastened TO the solitude OF
/ his chamber,
The Baron feared TO approach his daughter.
Guilt lay heavy on his soul. The fiend had
leh him.
A. Neither the prayers, nor the mild expos,u.
lations of the venerable Malcolm--nor The
tears and distress of Minna, could shake the
calm aud awful resolution OF fair Ellen of
Kikconue. When, after addressing herself
to The Virgin, she desired TO be left TO her
medtnions, the strains Of wild and plain
\ tive lament were heard in the sweetest and
mos, melancholy notes OF melody, 70 proceed
from her chamber. She sang Gaelic frag-
meni, well known TO the bards of the time,
and which is, even TO this day, chaunted in
that part Of Scotland. The following isa
feeble translation: . ...P ..-..-i.,
"Where, oh where, is The soul Of my love I?
He is gone 10 his narrow home. I hear his
voice in the signing of the winds, but alas !
he comelh no more. His ghost is seen in
the clouds that are lighted by the moonbeam.
He flies through the forest, where his horse
echoed 10 the chase He gazes from the
mountain over The darkly rolling sea. But
alas he comeih TO me no more. His com.
panions meet in arms, and his shirt rejoiceth
in their preparations for battle. But alas !
he comelh TO me no more. Arise thou GIRO
rious sun, god of the morning. Look thou
upon my sorrow for the las, lime, for lhou
didsl see the green grass crimsoned with his
blood. Alas He come,h To me no more
But will go TO him. When thou selest in
darkness my spirit shall mingle with the
misls OF lhe mountain. so TO the dark and
the narrow house. shall sleep with the
soul OF my love
Sorrow prevailed through the valley OF
, Nilhisdale, and over the whole region OF
CriHen
, . A knell was heard to toll from The tower Of
peighbouring monastery. slow and
somn procession wound along the devious
path 10 lis walls, followed by three thousand
men OF the clans of Kirkconuel and NIIhiS'
dale, with their arms reversed preceded by
musicians whn were accompanied BY bards
A lament was sung, the voices OF the bards
being a,ernaled " ,h the Wild notes Of the
. rude Instruments oi Caledonia.
Two eOllhs and an uTa were carried by
: "bearers,n and followed doh moekery Of
death W the llAIon a. ehisl moumeT The
; solemn office lor the dead was read BY Nal.
colm, tho monk OF Iona aud ehaunled by tho
ehoil-when lhe noIial remains Of the III.
J starred lovers, were deposited Ia tho same
tomb, amid The tears ana prayers VI thou.
sands. H
R'gaies'aI "a Pcfe ..
Deep aud sincere sas The repentance Of
the guilty and bsfeavej BaIoa, hs endowed
monastery, ealled IA memory u the sad
. liaJgsly "sweelheaH Abbey"-ol which
Maleolmn Of Iona was made superior, fhs