Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1854-09-20

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barking of a do 9as card from the depths
of Moss Glen, q .ligbs appeared quickly
passing DOWN sa1lg.
4b.. Tras b n said the minister
Let us sd re hall find the child
With Tn ksthurried steps, the pas
tor and Cater Nsnpbell took their way to
the deep glen. But the mother Of Flora pas
sed them and ran wildly down the narrow
path. Louder and louder sounded the bay
of the dogfrom the thick gloom in which-the
vale was7shrouded.
TheYFeachsd the brink of a wide ravine
or chasn, commonly known as the Deer's
MOUTH and passed near a group of villagers,
who, With torches in their hand, were listen
ing eagerly to catch the bayinghfthe hound.
Agait it came, low and deep, seemingly from
the gulf beneath them. They bent their
torches over the edge of the prscipice, and
silent save alone the barking of The dog, now
qui& and sharp. H..
I'VE must descend cried a ygung man,
pressing forward. That's Luath't bark, and
Lusth knows Flora. as well as I DO. Run,
Donald, for ropes
A half dozen lads started together, at this
bidding, and soon stout ropes were brought
and held by Strong men, while the youth
prepared to descend.
Take heed, Christie said the white-halr-
ed old shepherd Remember the omen, my
my lad-the YOU gest lambkin of my flock
was lost nfOre eFil.'
Fear nothing for ne, father cried the
young peasant, swinging himself into the
dark guiffrom the edge of the rock; while
again the loud bark Of the dog sounded from
the chasm.
Down, down, the youth was lowered, start
ling the wild birds from the nests Under the
cliffs, and brushing the tWining ivy leaves
from the sides ofthe rock. At last he reach
ed the bottom, and the noble dog Luatl
sprang upon him barking loud and joyfully
The glare of the torch which the younI
man held, flashed around, and lit up ever
object. There, upon a thick bed Of will
heather, lay sweet Flora Campbell, holding
in her white arnRsy and close to her bosom
a young lamb.
Christie stopped and gazed at her. Sh
breathed calmly, and he knew that she wa
sleeping. He glanced at the little ami
and saw that one of its legs was bandage
with ribbons from the chiid's hat. Then
+ looked up, and shouted aloud-'She is safe
Q The shout was echoed so loudly and gla
ly, that it woke the young maiden from h
0 slumber. She glanced around with q b
8 wildered gaze, and recognized the youth.
Dear Christie she said, in her sweet slr
plicity, am so glad you have come! Nc
we will save your fathers lamb
Christie and the villagers soon learned a
How Flora had beheld the young lambkl
where it had fallen, at the bottom OF t
'Deer's Mouth and saw that one OF It's de
cate limbs was broken; how she had descend
from ledge to ledge of the chasm side, cir
ing to the ivy, and thinking not of DANCE
s, how she had bound up the lambkin's brok
IS limb with her bonnet ribbons, and held
he mute sufferer in her arm and how, at la
ne weary with her e~xertion, she had fall
e, asleep upon the bed of heather, and slumb
W. ell on till Christie's shout awoke her.
Joyful and happy the villagers were, wi
sh assured of Flora's safety; and the VIII
ey haired peasant, Christie's father, blessed
'rt fair child, and gave to her the little lamb
lis which she had rescued. And often af
on wards might Flora be seen, bounding 0
til the braes. with her pet frisking beside
lot And whenever she appeared, the old Villag
would smile and say, God bless the Dor
we child!
nd 0, there is many and many a LOST La
we path Of safety, ana sunk in the pitfalls
nd danger. And are there not, likewise, M
the dear little FLoRAs among the happy one
md society who will al in rescuing the ST
ay- ones, and binding p their bruised bo
rds and souls?