Weekly Clarksville chronicle. [volume] (Clarksville, Tenn.) 185?-1857, 1857-01-30

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Talbot was horror.struck An that he had
heard or read Of these awful vi-italions had
given him no picture half 40 dreadful as this.
where death seemed rioIing on every hand,
and the dying Perished without aid, sympathy,
or prayer.
Suddenly be heard low, rumbing noise
ahead of him, and looking up he bcheld a cart
moPing slowly up the street, attended by
masked men csrryingiiuks. which throwing
lprd glare on the car, themselves, aud the
lneghboring houses, gave wild, unenrthy up-
pearance to The whole scene. 1t was the dead
cart. Funerals had long siuce been abandon.
ed, and The miserable victims the pes,ilence,
Of all ranks or sex alike. were now borne in.
discriminatory 10 their last homes on this hor,
! rid bier. Talbot stood aghast at the sight. =
lie dared not look again at ;hat terrible cart,
and its still more fearful burden; but ever and
anon as he hurried along came The harsh notes
Of its attendants, crying us they pissed on,
'bring out your dead--bring ont your dead -
A sickness came over him. He rushed madly
away in another direction, but the same cry
pursued him as he flew. lie would have
stopped his ears to the summons. hut he could
not shut it out, for still ever and anon, he heard
on The night the awful sound "bring out your
dead And years after the cry would ring
through his ears, alike in the dance, at the
council board, or even on the field Of battle
"bring out your dead'"
lie never knew how.he reached the de
of Lord Mormon, but at length he stood be.
meath its massive portal. Suddenly he remem.
bered Eveine.
She might be hersefdying. A new feeling
seized him he thought no more of the gener-
al misery lit was only for one lie cared now
laundering loudly at the portal, he stood
breothless and impatient waiting for ndmis-
sion.
Five minutes past and there was no reply
He remembered then that there were no
.Uaichmen before the door, as in the case Of
every infected house, and he had heard from
the old sexton that the pes:ilence was in the
family Could Eveline be dend His cheek
blanched and lis limbs ,rerbled. He thun.
dered again for admissioh--a hollow sound
e,hoed within. He looked wildly up and
down The street but not a living being was ia
sight, Every house In tho gicinity appeared
TO be closed, either from the death OF flight OF
its inhabitants. A solitary lamp or two glim-
mered family in the distance Sill no answer
came to the reiterated summons of Talbot
He became mad with fenr Unable longer 10
endure his suspence, and satisfied that the
mansion was des er,ed he was about going to
obtain assistance Of the authorities to break
open the door, when voice was heard behind
him. 1t was that of watchmon.
Would your honor wish to know some-
thing about this ere house - said the man,
"because if you be relation or anything like
that could tell ye about it ALL"
"For Gods sake then be quick" said Talbot
slipping piece of gold into his hand
why its not much yer honor, only they're
all dead"
"My God" was all the young earl could
gasp
"Why as to that maybe no, quite ALL your
honor--so don't take on But the young
lady, her that was called so beautiful at court,
she be dend to a certainty, and So be most all
the servants -but ethe rest, with The old lord,
left the house secretly somehow, leaving eve.
rything, even to the corpses behind them. i
gness he, too, got taken and weot wild. Stme-
times they do that, your honor knows, and run
upand down The city and tlla eoun'ry, for hours,
or even days, until they jump into the river
and are drowned, or lie down aud die in the
streets. Rich and poor it mikes no difference
andits Just as likely as not it has happened o
the old lord. Howsnme rihe house be shut Z
up these two days by order Of the authorities,
and this whole street be the worst in the city
Wouldn't your honor be 'persIaded to come
out ofi,-it be a mortal quick place. to catch
the plague in"
The ,oung earl stared wildly at the watch I
man an Instant passed his hand across his
brow ss II to recall his receding iaculies, and
then without answering word, he drew his
hat over his brow and walked down the street
His companion looked after him as he vanish
cd In the twilight.
"Ah! he be mortal sorroWful, almost dis.
,rac;ed, poor man. But such things happen
every day, though few give me such broad
pieces as this" aud with these words the msn
returned to his post. apparently needless him-
self of danger, and sill as selfish a. iu times
Of universal health.
cHAr V.--HE ESD.
NEARLY month had passed siacs the date
Of the last chapter. The plague was su5siding
in London, though its daily victims were still
almost countless. Bot II i, not with 'he mo-
tropol4 we have 10 do. Let us change the
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