Marshall County Democrat. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1855-1859, 1858-11-18
Here alone am Emperor, and this my

| converslnS togetner at the corner IN DARK
street, aloof from the rejoicing crowd.
] Haven't l managed 1t weli?' asked one
yes, he'll. never reach the ground alive,
unless the sacristan--'
'Oh no. The old man is too busy with
his son, who came home unexpectedly an
hour ago. He'll never think of that foo
Gabriel, until ,~o-.s eef av3 r
Until tbs too late. How did you get
rid of Albert?'d "a ..,.. --'''
BY telling him that Master Joss. had
anderlakenato 60 himself, and fetch the
gardener down. The trap door is fast and
no one within call, But think Master
Ottkar, you and I may as well keep out Of
the way till the fellow has. dropped down
like ripe apple from the stem.
And SO the two villains took their way
down a narrow street, and appeared no
more that night.
. Meantime, a dark shadowy fend sat on
one of the leaves of the sculptured rose,
and Missed in GabrieHs ear.
'Renounce thy salvation, and I will
bring thee down in safety.
May God preserve. me from such sin,
cried the poor lad shuddering.
Cor only promise to give me your An
ME and / will save you.' eg -
Will you hold your tongue. yoa wick
ed spirit? sas ~ a ,,I
sOrjust say that you will make pres
ent of your first born child, and silllbear
you away as softly as if you We're floating
'Avaunt, Satan, I'll have nothing to do
with gentlemen who wear horns and a
tail!' cried Gabriel manfully.
The clock tolled again and the garden
er, aroused by the sound and vibration,
perceived that he had been asleep. Yes,
/ he had actually slumbered. standing at
that dizzy poin'. suspended over that fear
full abyss. .3 -t. ass a.
Am | really here,' he asked himself as
he awoke; cor is it all frightful dream
that have had while lying in my bed?
A cold shudder passed through his
frame, followed by burning Eeat, and he
grasped the pinnacle with a convulsive
tightness. A voice seemed to whisper in
his ear:
'Fool this is death, that unknown an
guish which no man shall escape. Antic-
ipate the moment, and throw thyselfdowa.
Must l then die?' murmured Gabriel,
while the cold sweat started from his brow.
Must die while life is so pleasant? Oh,
Annie, Annie pray for me; the world is
SO beautiful and life is SO sweet
Then it seemed as if soft white wings
foatcd above and around him, while gen.
lie voice whispered:
Awake. awake! The night is far spent,
the day is at han1. Look up and be com
forted'
Wrapped in the banner, whose weight
helped to preserve his equilibrium, Gabriel
still held on with his numbed arm, and
with sensation almost of Joy, watched
the first dawn lighting up the roofs of the
city. n.a
Far below, in the sacristan's dwelling,
the old man sat. fondly clasping the hand
of handsome sunburnt youth, his long
lost son Arnold, who had sat by his side
the livelong ri ght. recounting the adven
lures which had befalen him in foreign
lands, without either father or son feeling
the want of sleep.s.lrl
gli Atlength Arnold said 81 -ri-e. s..
q am longing to see Annie. father. j
daresay she has grown to be a fue girl.-
How is my friend Gabriel, who used to be
so fond of her when we were all children
together? 80 10".s 3A-
The sacrisran sprang from his seat
Gabriel Holy Virgin! I had quite for
gotten him. '7" E
A rapid explanation followed. Master
Joss and his son hastened toward the ca
thedral, and met Albert on their way.
Where is Gabriel?' cried the sacristan
Il don't know; have not seen him since
he climbed through the trap door,
But who helped him down?
why, you yourself, of course, replied
Albert with look of astonishmentf Law
renee told me when we came down, that
you bad undertaken to do it. 'fli s.-'f
oh, the villains, the doublc-dyed
scoundrels! Now l understand it all,
groaned the old man. Quick. Arnold
Albert! Come, for the love of God; look
up, look up to the spife.
i Arnold rushed towards the square, and
his keen eve, accustomed to loon out at greal
Idistences at sea, discerRed through the
I grey, uncertain morning something hutter-
ing on the spire. - :. - o~
| "Tis he. It must be he, stillliving.,7
'Oh, Cod. cried Moster Joss, where
are my keys? Oh, that we may not be toe
/. late '-- s,,-4sze ,o.s.,..,o-.,..o
The KEYS were found in the old mans
pocket; and all three, rushing through the
cathedral gate, darted up the stairs, the
sacristan in the dread excitement of the
moment, moving as swiftly as his compan'
ions.
Albert, knowing the trick of the trap
door went through it first.
Call out to him, ladl' exclaimed Master
Joss.
A breathless pause.
: i hear nothing stirring said Albert,
nor can see anything from this. Ill
!, climb over the rose.'
Bravely, did he surmount the perilous
nro;ectior. and after a few moments of in