Western Reserve chronicle. [volume] (Warren, Ohio) 1855-1921, 1855-07-18

ed a thousand orchids, scarlet, white,
aud grange, and made the still pool gor-
! geous with reflection of their gorgeous
pess. At its more quiet ou'lall it was
half hidden in huge fantastic leaves and
tall Towering stems but near The wa.
terfall the grassy bank sloped down to-
wards the stream, and there on palm
leaves strewed upon the turf, beneath
the shadow Of the crags, lay the two
men whom Amyas sought. and whom,
now he had found them, he had hardly
heart to wake them from their delicious
dream. For what nest he had found
The air was heavy with the scent OF
flowers, and quivering with the murmur
of the stream, the humming Of the coli
bris and insects, the cheerful songs oil
birds, the gentle cooling of hundred
doves; while now and then, from far
away, the musical wall of the sloth, OF
the deep toll of the bell bird came soft
ly to the ear. What was not there which
eye or ear could need, and what which
palate could need either =? For on a
rock above, some strange tree, leaning
forward, dropped every now and then a
luscious apple upon the grass below, and
huge wild plantains bent beneath their
load of fruit. There, on the stream
bank, lay two renegades from civilized
life. They had cast away their clothes,
and painted themselves, like the Indians,
with arnotto and indigo. One lay lazily
picking up the fruit which fell close to his
side; the other sat with his back against
cushion of soft moss, his hands folded
lanquidly upon his lap, giving himself
up TO the soft influence of narcotic cocoa
juice, with half-shut dreamy eyes fixed
on the everlasting sparkle of the water.
fall.
"while beauty, born of murmuring sounds,
Did pass into his face.''
Somewhat apart crouched their two dus.
ky brides, crowned with fragrant flow
ers, but working busily, like true wo-
men, for their lords they delighted to
honor. One sat plating palm fbres into
basket the other was boring the stem
of a nuge milk-tree, which rose like some
mighty column ON the right hand of the
lawn, its broad canopy of leaves unseen
through the dense underwood of laurel
and bamboo, and betokened only by the
rustic far alofl, and by the mellow shades
in which it batned the whole delicious
scene. Amyas stood silent for while,
partly from noble shame at seeing two
Christian men thus fallen of their own
selfwill /; partly because, and he would
not but confess that a solemn calm
brooded above that glorious place, to
break through which seemed sacrilege
even while he thought it duty. Such,
he thought, was Paradise of old such
our first parents bridal bower All !!
if men had not fallen, he, too, might
have dwelt forever in such home
with whom :? He started, and shaking
off the spell, advanced sword in hand
The women saw him, and sprang to
their feet, caught up their long pocumas,
and leapt like deer each in front of her
beloved. There they stood, the deadly
tubes pressed to their lips, eyeing him
like tigresses who protect their young,
while every slender limb quiyered, not
with terror but with rage. Amyas
paused, half in admiration, half in pru.
dence for one rash step was DEATH
But rushing through the canes, Ayacan'
ora sprang to the front, and shrieked to
them in Indian. AT the sight OF the
prophecies the women wavered, and Ay-
mas, putting on as gentle face as he
could, stepped forward, assuring them in
his best Indian that he would not harm
any one. Ebsworthy, Parracombe
are you grown such savages already,
that you have forgotten your captain 2
Stand up, men, and salute" Ebswor-
thy sprang to hi; feet, obey ed mechani-
cally, and then slipped behind his bride,
as if in shame. The dreamer turned
his head languidly, raised his hand to
his forehead, and then returned to his
contemplation. Aymas rested the point
of his sword on the ground, and his
hands upon the hilt, and looked sadly
and solemnly upon the pair. Ebswor. by
broke the silence, half reproachfulIy,
half trying to bluster away the coming
storm. g Well noble captain, so you've
hunted out US poor fellows, and want to
drag us back in halter, / suppose 90
81 came to look for Chriitians, and |
find heathens for men, | find swine.
L shall leave the heathens 10 their wi
derness, and the swine to their trough
Parrcombe % =" He's too happy to an
swer you, Sir. and why not? Whar
do you want of US? Our two years
vow is out, and we are free men now. y
:" Free to become like the beasts tha
perish ? You are the Queens servant,
still, and i'll her name charge you >