The Cadiz Democratic sentinel. [volume] (Cadiz, Ohio) 1854-1864, 1854-07-12
CHAPTER TX.
THE WRETCHED.

ANN~AANN"
her, and pushing her to one side, almo
flew down the pavement.
"Oh God; even the menals treat me wit
contemptr sighed she to herself, as sh
thought of her poverty and misfortune.
"But It's late | must go--where am
All; | remember - that kind man--h
brought me- here, how generous! or mistake
she thought quickly with an expression {
perplexty. "Where have | been? mus
have slept, truly. How exhausted [ fee
and there seems to be thick mist owe
my senses! 1t must be from my deep slum
Der. Horrors!" she said almost aloud a
afrightful thought seemed suddenly to hay'
shocked her, "What hidious monsters wer'
those | saw minute ago in that room?-
Nonsense; | must have dreamed it. Blu
what an unaccountab.e sensation," she ad
ded with shudder, '* Il Imust 90 -
/ started to see poor Albert---whicb wa,
will | 90? I am lost. This is ----- Viii
liam Mortons house, as | Hve!" she exclaim
ed supposedly, looking at the door plate
"Wonder if It's the benevolent millionaire
the good man whom that kind lady Mis-,
Richards, speaks so often of? But am loi
tering--this is no place for me. How will
go? l will go up this street the way
came"
Thus thinking she started upon her un
certain course. Following the streets thai
she had come with Morton, she soon arrived
to that part of the city with which she was
acquainted. Now she felt free. Forward
she triped with heart mparatiyeIy light
towards the prison-house--towards those
gloomy walls, yet bright and happy to her
vision, for they enclosed all her world with
in them. Ah, reader; what throbs of hope
swelled her bosom, as step by step she came
nearer to that dismal pile! How she thought
she would make glad his sorrOwful heart by
her presence, for she knew that he loved
her. How she thought she would cheer him
on to hope by words of comfort, for she felt
convinced that under the sound OF her voice
he would forget his griefs and mlseries. And
how she thought she would share with and
help him bear his troubles and anxeties,
for she felt that she could lay down her life
for his. Thus, far ahead of herself, did her
imagination fly. 1t had scaled the high walls
of the prison, and she was conyersing and
condoling with her own idolizs I'd Albert, long
ere her eyes had caught glimpse of his
lonely abode. Oh, what impatience was hers!
Her path seemed endless, and her feet as
though they had failed to perform their Office.
Impatient with anxiety she still pressed for
ward. At length the stern old prison walls
were in sight. Now her anxiety knew no
bounds--approaching hard on, to ecstacy.
Tosee Albert and console him was her alb
sorbing thought; and with heart thus bur-
sting with affection and expectation, she
stopped at the ponderous gate. The first
object that caught her notice was the ayari-
cious old iaIlor.
"What's wanting?" he returned as she
asked for admittance.
~ would see a prisoner, Albert Beau
mont" she replied tremblingy.
"No admttance here for the curious" he
said gruffly.
"But must see him, returned Viroqua,
almost sinking under the cruel treatment.
"Have you any money" heinqured turn
ing towards her, while his eyes twnkled
with native sordiness.
IL have no money; but do please let me
see him, but for moment
''No: begone," he answered shortly.
If she had heard that her Albert was
dead, she could not have been more shock
ed, than on receiving such cruel, inhuman
answer. She cast;. lingering look of entreaty
upon him, while her azure eyes were swim !
ming in hot tears Of anguish. But in that
look all the bright and cheering prospects
frail castles in the air-that had so lately FL |
led her heart. were crushed beneath the
weight OF sore disappointment. Just as she
shOught to lift her cup of JOY to her lips, il |
was dashed from her hand--iust as was a.
bout to realize her sweetest anticipations, they |
were snatched from her vision, and her poor
heart left to canker and burst with grief. |
Thus broken in spirits she dropped her head
and turned her steps homeward. When |
she had walked some dstance-( following
he outskirts OF the city she came to clump
Of little trees that grew in the midst OF com
mon, where, from exhaustion; she seated
herself for rest and thought. 1t was even
ing. The sun was just setting, and the mel
low tint OF roseate, that his lingering rays
cast upon young spring, if not exhilarating
TO Viroqua's mind, was at least becaIming.
Many and varied were the thoughts and mu-
sings that occupied her mind while gazing
upon SO lovely scene. The trees forming
q sylvan rampire about the city almost as far
IS her eye could reach, heightened and
deepened in tone Of yerdure by the evenings
sun beams, was source to her Of countless
emotions. AS her gaze rested for time
upon their young foliage and marked its
changing tints, while zephyr sported amongst
Y, ever and anon turning.its rich velvet sur
lace to the face of the sun, and receiving a
golden hue, q remembrance was aroused of
her past joyous days; how, when slumbering
'weetly benea.h the atmosphere Of repose, a
bright thought would turn her heart to the
genial raysof more Observation-Disclosures
And then when she saw the shades OF twi-
light gather about, obscuring its loyelness
md lustre beneath their darkling screen. she Il
hought how her joyous days and lightsome
leart, had been almost darkened by Tie SOM
IRE clouds ofsorrow and misfortlnes. and as
he still gazed, AMI beheld the veil of nioht II
sFaeaally approach, rendering the shades OILS