Indiana American. [volume] (Brookville, Ind.) 1833-1861, 1857-07-10


for he himself had rendered its mis-
sion futile.
he stood in the spirit. and watched
them as they crowded 10 view the
lump OF clay which he had cast aside;
their comments though whispered but
in the heart, were loud enough to him.
When, the first shock of pity past,
bastard wickedl were the best names
they gave him. 10 desert his wife
and children to abandon their help
lessness TO aworld which he had found
so sternl His sons, wanting the gui-
ding hand OF father, might grow up
degraded men; his daughters to-
what in life he would not have dared
to glance at. Woe, woe, unutterable
woel Woe and torture upon his soul,
by day and by night, until the hour
OF his doom lr.l.l. .li
They brought it in Insanity, and
the scanty funeral left the house for
the church, bearing the remains TO
the place whore they were TO molder.
he followed in its wake. be saw, now,
the utter mockery OF the pomp and
pride sometimes made TO attend the
dead. The decorated heads Of the
stately horses; the velvet trappings
sweeping tho ground; the majestic
plumes rising over the death carriage,
the train OF attendants, carriages aud
trappings still again, long line OF
them; acoiiin emblazoned with enough
silver to tempt the cupidity OF tho iiv-
ing, while wnat II contains, that for
winch the show is made, Is more
loathesome than anything above the
earth or below IT, But where 3 the
spiritY Following, as his was.
The ourate read tho services for
the dead little tcar that any higher
dignitary would attend TO bury such
as ne.
"Forasmuch as IL hath pleased Al
mighty God Of his great mercy to
take unto himself the soul Of our dear
brother here departed, we therefore
commit his body TO the ground earth
10 earth, ashes 10 ashes, dust TO dust !;
In sure hope OF the resurrection TO
eternal life--"
lie tore about tho church In dire
distress; we cannot picture such; he
would have screamed aloud, but that
sound was denied him; he would have
dashed himself with frantic violence
against tho tombstones; oil In vain
Until the day Of judgment his punish
ment was confined TO mental torture;
aiterward- In bis oonvulsive throes
he swept by AIgernon. and the boy
shuddered and sobbod was hc con-
scious that somo blighting influence
was close 10 him?
0 that he could undo his work -
He had talked of "tasting tho quiet
Of tho grave" Thero was no grave ;
tho body he had cast of had the grave,
not the spirit.
Tho space around was Of an awful
immensity, beyond human compre-
hension It's color dull, gloomy lead.
On It's confines appeared a glimmer-
ing of shining light, telling of tho
realms he had lost, and Of Him who
made their brightness; and whenever
his vision encountered that spot,
dreadful fear shattered him, such as
we can only experience in n dream
The living God was there; the God
whom he had rejected; and he knew
that he must yet be brought before
Him for judgment. But notyet not,
as II seemed, for ages; and, until then,
he was doomed TO whirl INCREASINGLY
about, his horrible remorse tearing at
his heart-strings. But II appeared
that some power was impelling him
toward that bright spot now. He
struggled 10 resist; 70 bear back; no |
nearer and nearer IL urged him.
ut is not time" he screamed; cit is
not time p And with a yell, as Of
madness, he
AwoKEl
He awoke.
Those horrors, which had visited
Adam Granger, had been but adream.
When no had leaned his head back In
his chair TO feign sleep, hoping so TO
get rid Of the presence Of bis wife,
sleep had, indeed, mercifully ovorta-
ken him.
The large drops Of agony stood up
on his brow. He shook, IA with an
ague, from head 10 foot He was still
in uncertainty; was all that real, or
had be, indeed, not lost heaven2 Mrs.
Granger, who had been watching
him, during his sleep, now came for
ward.
Margaret Margaret he hoarse-
ly exclaimed, (which is reality p
Am | here by your side, living
man?"
II don't know what can have boen
tho matter with you" she answered.
"You went 10 sleep just after drink.
ing the wine and water, and think
you must have had a troublesome
dream, nightmare. You have been
so much disturbed in IL; and you a
woke with positive scream"
He shook and shivercd still, star
ing in alright. Notyet tcould he take
in the mercy that had been vouchsaf-
cd TO him.
"Adam, look here. Itook up your
handkerchief TO throw over your
head, and there lay your razor; what
did you bring II down for?"
Margaret, thatrazor-'' Helook-
cd at her, and stopped for utter
ance.
The truth flashed on her mind, and
she cried out with wild cry, as she
threw herself on her knees before
him. Hs'f fHs efAh dI
20, Adam, what frightful project is
this? We have borne much; we can
bear more; we can bear all. I can,
while you are left TO me.'
He was now weeping tears of re-