American Lancaster gazette. [volume] (Lancaster, Ohio) 1855-1860, 1858-06-03

DIS see Plug VIcUm5 nuu WIN DOTTio
smile ssafched iof his,fssafd The gam.
bier played The game that Satan Taught
him; and Vice 10 IN bis yarjvus forms.
sialked forth upsbashed. Overwhelmed
with shame and Disgrace, wrescbed be.
ing sought relief in seIf.destruction; the
knife, reeking with hnmsn gore, was still
retained in his dying grasp. bis head lay,
half f-ssSeEsd hon bis bodypand Ifom the
gaping wound gushfd forth, the warm
life blood: He thought - M - W
aSFitii"n as-Aa a,hat ofhi.pssIfs n2ei sE0
BE vas entire proprietor; and 80
When he wastred ofTfme, With Ms own hand,
Heopsnedihs potap Of Eterniiy.r 80 ~
lTis midnight STILL The clock chimes
forth the hour. but the sound falls upheed.
ed on his ear; II must be finished ere The
morrow, or sgain the sun will set leaving
her without morsel TO saljsle the pangs
Of hunger. IT'S true The wind whistles
through bercheerloss room, so scantily
furnished; true, The f.w embors on The
hearth, are yielding their last fiekeribg
light. but shs heeds It not, faster and fas.
ter flies her pen over that sheet Of paper,
biistered with her tears. She realizes her
subject; she knows well, the msBy chang
IS OF the ever varying drama Of eli .! as
It's" Those who read .ber glowing words
will little think 'iis the history OF her life.
The world iauds her writings. admires her
talents, but thinks not Of the tears, which
blinded the eyes OF the authorand owner.
Reared 10 The lap Of afilnence. knowing moi
a wishsungratiGed. how hard for one so
fair, 10 feel the stings Of poverty, how
strange for those delicate hands to toll un,
ceasingly, that noble intellectual brow is
furrowed with care and sorrow that spark
ling. animated eye. now sunken; that frag-
lie form. worn almost TO a shadow, with
toll. and oft repeated fasting. for often is
the midnight numbered with the past, ere
her labors cease, and in sleep her suffer.
ings are forgotten. Toll on: toll on, weary
one, earth has no rest for thee. Ever since
the gray morning had first made his ap
peaiance, had the poor seemstress piled
tie needle, lifs's paths for her we're fnl
of tborns, widowed, with a group O
helpless children to support, she toiled
necessarily to supply their daily wants
] yet how often those little innocents, feel lht
pangs OF cold and hunger. Oil what !
wretched lot: killing herself in trying Il
live; but hers is not an isolated instance
no tongue can tell, or mind conceive. th'
endless misery endured in our cities, By
the poor 2 81. i.ssa.....7. ..s3 .., \,
st'Smooth the hair, and close the eyelids,
Letlhe window-curtain fall, s'y,'-l.
-f' WIN smile upon her feat1rss,
She hath answered to the call"
Weep not; thy darling child still lives
she has fallen asleep but her eyes hav
ope'd in Heaven. Twas one of God'l
bright charms, who giaddened earth a
while, then returned like weary dove t
its Fathers house, and joined the cboru
in Heaven. This night thy heart has beel
wrung with anguish. and vacancy mad
10 thy dear domestic circle, tue memor,
Of which long years viii not Grace, still
look aloft;" think ofthy lost one.l as Z
jewel in. the Savior's diadem, a lamb il
HIS bosom, cherub in Heaven. aud III
> tears will cease to Aow, and with heart
felt sincerity, thou canst say, "Tby will
: not mine. be done" 5s51g.,sl.-75aI
Reader, we have endeavored to portra,
to you (lhough with feetie prn) q few Q
+; the scenes, which form LIES drama, a
!, played at night, but could we present t
you picture as near reality, as the Al
lists landscape-where you can almos
, hear the leaves rustic, the birds sing, o
s the waterfall as it leaps Ger the cragg
9 rocks, where you can almost feel the SUI
= shine, and hear the muttering thunder i
s the storm, could we thus portray, the va
t ried scenes hidden by the veil of night. i
; its combinations Of romance, crime, Dc
: bauchery. joys and woes, smiles and tear
Heaven and. He'll. it would be such pit
: ture, as mortal hath never yet gaze
: upon. I'll re- 'fEE3EA 5fE ifs
, LAScAsrER, oH1o. May. 1853. II
! SALE OF THE PENNsYLvANIA PUBL
n WORKS. Governor Packer, Judge Kno