Anti-slavery bugle. [volume] (New-Lisbon, Ohio) 1845-1861, 1854-05-20
PoMpEII UNBURIED.

In digging out the ruins Of Pompei, every turn
Of tho spade brings up some relic of the ancient
life, some witness Of imperial luxury. For far the
greater part, these relics have merely curious in
torests they belong to archaeology, and find appro-
priprate resting places in historical museums
But there are some exceptions. Here, forinsance,
the excayator drops an unlimited guest upon the
banquet--there he unexpectedly obtrudes himself
into tomb. In one place he finds miscr cover
ing on the hoaps-another shows him bones of
dancing girls and broken instruments of music
lying ON the marble floor. In the mi LIST of paint
ed chambers, baths, halls, columns, fountains
among the splendid evidences of material wealth
he sometimes stumbes upon q simple incident
touching story, such as strikes the ina ginat;on
and suggests the mournlul interests Of the great
disastcr,--as the sudden sight Of wounded sol.
dier conurcs up the horrOs of n field of battle
Such, to our mind, is the latest discovery of the
excayators in this melancholy field. 1t is a group
of skeletons in the Gct Of flying accompanied by
dog There are three human beings one of them
young girl, with gold rings and jewels still on
her fingers. The iugitiycs had bags Of gold and
silver with them snatched up, no doubt in haste
and darkness But the fiery food was on their
track, and vain their wealth. their flight, the age Of
one, the youth Of the other The burning lava
rolled above them and beyond and the faithful
dog turned back to share the fortunes Of its mis-.
tress, dying at her side.
/ Seen by the light Of such an incident how vivid
! ly that night OF horrors looms upon the sense -
Docs not imagination picture that little group ir
their own house, by the side of their evening foun
! tain anguidly chatting over the days events anC
Of the unusual heat? Docs it not hear with them
the troubled swell Of the waters in the day. Sec
rs they do, how the night comes down in sudden
strangeness, how the sky opens over head ant
flames break out while scorin, sand and molter
rocks come pouring down? What movement, wha
emotion, what surprise? The scene grows darker
every nstant,-the hollow monotone of the bag il
lifted into yels and shrieks,-the air grows thicl
with dust and hot with flames and at the noun
taiE's foot is heard the deadly roll of the liquiC
lava. Jewels, household Gods and silver coins ar
snatched up on the instant. No time to say fare
well darkness in 'front.' and fire behind-the-
rush into the streets-streets choked with falling
houses and flying citizens.
! How find the way through passages which hav
no longer outlets ?-confuson, danger, darkness
uproar everywhere tho shouts Of parted friends
the agony of men struck own by falling columns
fear, madness, and despair unclaimed here
penury clutching gold ii cannot keep,-their glut
1 tony feeling on its final meal, and phrenzy strkn
in the dark to forestall death. Thought all fame
hears the young girls creams,--the fire is on he
ieweed hand. No time for thought-no pause
1 the flood rolls on,-and wisdom. beauty age, an
YOUTH with the stories Of their lives their hope,
their rank, wealth, greatness,all the once affluer
life-are gone forever. When uneartbed afte
many ages the nameless group has no other in
|, portance to mankind than as It may serve point
moral or adorn tale. London AheRenm