The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1857-05-06

field Republican.
A Night of Terror.--A swedish Story.
FROM THE GERMAN OF GEO. DoRINa.
should 10 vain endeavor to describe The
feelings | experienced at that moment
Many years have passed away since that
time have gone through much that was
calculated 10 try The soul; but never had
feelings equal 10 these. The pures, joy a!
the deIiverance of my sister took possession
of me, and with il The feeling that had sin
ned against the greatness and goodness OF
the Almighty. felt the utmost conirilion; /;
cared not speak TO Axinia, whose conf
dence in Heaven had never for moment
forsaken her and who at this moment, and
with steauy voice, was offering thanks
for her merciful delivsrance. The snuffling
aud ratIlng CT The wolves al the door reused
me from the train of thought into which
had fallen. Rosko had The presence of mind
when he ran back 10 set the horses off, and
thereby gave them the chance of saving them
selves, to snschihe- lantern from the sleigh,
and bring il with him into The but. We Eow
began to examine the interior, TO see whe,h.
er we were in safety and as we did so, we
heard the low growing of the wolves, who
continued jumping aesinst the door, and
elimhing np against ihs ~indows hut foaa-
naiels ihe windows were fastened with very
strong shutters. Mud walls surrounded US,
and a bank of earth was built against one
side a little half rotten straw laid in one cor
ner, and by the side of il lay an invaluable
treasure, heap of firewood, sufficient, in all
probability, TO save US, during four and Iwerly
hours, from The severity OF the frost. The
old servant lost rot moment in making use
of the discovery. A most graceful fire coon
famed 10 The middle OF the room, The smoke
from which wen: upwards and found an out
let at one Of those openings in the roof which
usually form the chimney in these hunters
huls. now breaihed more freely, and could
look more calmly upon my sister, who had
eat down quietly upon the earhen bank, and
was engaged in endeavoring to restore the
fainting laty's.maid, whom had Rosko pla.
ced there when he carried her in. With the
| help Oe some spiFils from Rosko's flask, she
al last succeeded and we all gathered around
the FIRE, the beneficial effects Of which soon
gave us new life and while we listened to
the savage growing of our fearful enemies
outside, we congratulated ourselves upon
hay n H..
woman, now tha, the para alysing effect of the
feat had left her, began to describe, and how
she had expected every moment 10 see one
of the monsters spring into The sleigh and
swallow ALT ! sa, holding Axinia's hand,
in mine, and an expression of unspeakabie
joy might be seen in the faces of us BOTH
Old Rosko alone appeared unmoved at the
favor which fate had shown US; he sat look
ing with gloomy thoueh,fulness into the RI
| sing flames; his brow was knit, and from
r,ime 10 lime he shook his head. Suddenly
we now heard, resounding from distance,
so loud and heart-piercing cry Of pain, that
we looked at each oiheriin asionishmsnt, and
Axn;s vrept close 10 Iuv, II for sufety.
had never heard sound like il before il
could be the tones of no human being that
pierced The air with so much strength, aud
knew Of no animal the cry of which Il re-
sembed. II soon ceased but The pileous
complaint, the complaint, the heart-piercing
distress of that lone, continued TO sound in
our ears. Rosko had gone uuessily towards
The door, and was looking through The crack
in it. II had now become stiIler without,
and il appeared 10 me that the gfowling and
bowling OF the wolves no longer sounded
SO directly INTO our neighbortood. Old Ros-
ko came back from the door, and he must
have seen in the expression of my face an
interrogation as TO The shocking and unnalu-
raj tones we had heard.
"Poor Alexander all is over with him
The young beast was full of courage and fire,
and no doubt fought his blood thirsty ene-
mics bravely with his hoofs; but hs was obi.
! ged TO give way; the numbers were TO great
for him. Yes sir" continued he, "ihat dread
ful cry announced TO as the death Of your ia.
vorile horse. have heard this tone winch
pierced to the very soul, on the field Of battle.
II is peculiar 10 strong, young horses, which
part hardly with their life, and struggle with
death 10 the last moment. will lay any
wager il wen, essier with Cynlhia she is
weaker than Alexander, and older too. But
this much is certsin, that the poor animsls