The Panola star. ([Panola] Panola County, Miss.) 1856-1857, 1856-07-02

Pouring a brimming beaker, they
held it with tempting smiles towards
Marion. She was very pale, though
more composed, and her hand shook
not, as smiling back, she gracefully &C
cepted the crystal tempter, and raised
it to her lips. But scarcely had she
done SO, when every hand was arrested
by her piercing exclamation of "Oh!
how terrible |"
What is il p cried one and all,
thronging together, for she had slowly
carried the glass at arms length, and
was fxedly regarding it as though it
were some hidecus object.
" Watt" she answered, while an in
spired light shone from her dark eyes,
. wait, and | will tell you. | see, she
added, slowly pointing one jewelled
finger at the sparkling liquid-a sight
that beggars description, and yet lis
ten-t Will paint it for you if | can
1t is a lonely spot; tall mountains
crowned with verdure, rise in awful
Sublinliiy around; a riverruns through,
and bright flowers grow to the waters
edge. There is thick, warm mist,
that the sun seeks vainly to pierce
Trees, lofty and beautiful, waive to
the airy motion of the birds but there
a group of Indians gather; they fit
to and fro with something like sorrow
upon their dark br0ws. And in their
midst lies a manly form-but his dark
cheek, how deathly, his eyes with the
iitful fire of fever. One friend stands
beside him-nay, should say kneels;
for see, he is piliowing that poor head
upon his breast.
Genius in ruins; oh the high,
! holy looking brow, why should death
mark it and he so young : Look how
he throws back the damp curls! see
him clasp his hands; hear his thrilling
Shrieks for life i; mark how he clutches
at the form Of his companion, implor-
ing to be saved. Oh hear him call
piteopsly his fathers name-see him
tWine his fingers together as be shrieks
for his sister-his only sister-the twin
of his soul-weeping for him in his
distant native land.
50 See - she exclaimed, while the
bridal party shrank back, the untasted
| wine trembling in their grasp, and the
Judge fell oyerpowered upon his seat;
" see! his arms are lifted to heaven
he prays, how wildly, for mercy; but
fever rushes through his veins. The
friend beside him is weeping /; awe
stricken, the dark men move silently
away, and leave the living and the dy-
ing together"
There was hush in that princely
parlor, broken only by what seemed a
smothered sob from some manly bosom.
The bride stood yet upright, with quiv-
ering lip, and tears stealing to the
outward edge of her lashes. Her
beautiful arm had lost its extension,
and the glass, with its little troubled
red waves, came slowly toward the
range of her vision. She spoke again !;
every lip was mute. Her voice was
low, faint, yet awfully distinct; she
still fixed her sorrowful glance upon
the wine-cup,
"Itis evening, now; the great white
moon is coming up, and his beams lay
gently on his forehead. He moves
not; his eyes are set in their sockets !;
dim are piercing glances : in vain
his friend whispers the name of father
and siSter-death-and no soft hand,
no gentle voice to bless and soothe
his spirit. His head sinks backbone
convulsiye shudder-he is dead.
\ groan ran through the assembly,
so vivid was her description, so I'M
earthly her look, so inspired her man
ner, that what she described seemed
actually to have taken place then and
there. They. noticed also that the
bridegroom hid his face in his hands
and was weeping.
Dead y she repeated again, her
lips quiyering faster, and her voice
more and more broken; . and there
they scoop for him a grave, and there,
without a shroud, they lay him down
in that damp, reekmg earth. The
only son of q proud father, the only
| idolized brother of fond sister. And
he sleeps to-day in that distant coun-
try, with no stone to mark the spot.
There he lies, my fathers son, my own
twin brother, q 0ictim to Ais deadly
poison! Father" she exclaimed,
turning suddenly, while the tears rain
ed down her beautiful cheeks, g father
| shall drink it now %
The form of the old Judge was con-
yulsed with agony. He raised not
his head, but in a smothered voice he
faltered-"No, no, my child, in Gods
name, no."
She lifted the glittering goblet, and
letting it suddenly fall to the floor, it
was dashed in thousand pieces
Many fearful eye watched the move
ment, and instantaneously every glass
was transferred to the marble table on
which it had been prepared. Then, as
she looked at the fragments of crystal
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