True American. [volume] (Steubenville [Ohio]) 1855-1861, 1855-02-08

ture Of alright, and said to me in a low
voice:
This morning at the break of day, I felt
myself so respondent and feeble, that 1
could scarcely rise. | rang for my ralct
de chomJw. Yago appeared.
What is this feel, said to him.
Master, nothing but that which is very
natural. The hour is approaching, the
moment is at hand
What? said | to him
DO you not guess it? Heaven has des-
tined you sixty years as the term of your
life: you had lived thirty of them when l
commenced to serve you
'Yago, said I to him with terror, do you
speak seriously?
yes, master, in five years you have spent
twenty-five years Of your existence in glory!
You have given them to me, they belong
to me; and those days of which you have
been deprived, shall be added to mine
What! is this the price of your SER
vices P
Others have paid dearer. Witness Fa-
bert, whom | also protected
BE silent, be silent, said to him. 1t
is not possible; it is not possible
Very well! But prepare yourself, for
there remains to you but one half hour
to live
You are making sport of me, you are
deceiving me-
by no means: calculate yourself. You
have actually lived thirty-fve years, and
twenty-five years you have lost! Total
sixty. This is your number; to each one
his own
He wished to 60 out, and I felt my
strength diminishing; felt my life escap.
ing from me-
'Yago, Yago, give me few hours, a few
hours more
NO, no., answered he; that would be tC
take them from my number, and I know
better than you the price of life. There
is no treasure which can pay for two hours
of existence
4 could scarcely speak; my eyes were
yelled, and dcathly GOODNESS chilled my
veins.
well, said I to him, making an effort
take these possessions, for which I have
sacrificed everything. Four hours more,
and | renounce my gold, my riches, thi,
opulence which / have so much desired
BE it so. You have been a good mas.
ter, and I wish to do some good for you
| consent
Il felt my strength terminated, and
exclaimed: -Four hours it is so little Q
thing! Yago! Yago! four hours more,
and / renounce my literary glory, all my
works, to him who has placed me so high
in the esteem of the world
-Four hours for thisv exclaimed the ne.
gro with disdain. 1T is great deal; il
matters not, Twill not refuse you your last
favor
mo, not the last, said I to him. Yago
Yago! l beseech you, give me until this
evening, the twelve hours, the whole day
and let my exploits, my victories, my mil
itary fame, let all be cffaced forever from
the memory of men, and let nothing Of
them longer remain on the EARTH This
day, Yago! this entire day, and I shall be
exceedingly content
you abuse my goodness, said he, 'and
are making dupe's bargain. 1t matters
nothing, I give you until the setting of the
sun. After that ask nothing more. This
evening, then! will come and take you.
'f1e Departed continued the unknown
man with despair, and this day is the last
which remains to me! Then approaching
the glass door which was open, and which
looked out upon the park he cried out, Il
shall no more behold this beautiful sky,
this green turf, those spouting waters;
shall no more breathe the fragrant air of
spring! Foolish that was Those pos
sessions which God has given to all, those
possessions to which I was insensible, and
the pleasure of which l only now can COM
prehend, could have enjoyed for twenty
five years! And / have consumed nv
days, / have sacrificed them for a vain
chimera, for sterile glory which has not
rendered me happy and has died before
me. Here, here, said he, showing me
some peasants who were crossing the park
and were going to work singing, what
would I not give now to share their labors
and their misery! But I have no longer