The national era. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1847-1860, 1858-07-29

or to him than he knew. He was lying t.
take breath and rest for a few moments unde,
Q paam'tree; while rapturous bursts Of recog
niticn and congratulations Of newcomers By
their families and friends were going on from
moment TO moment ell about him; and Her
bert himself, noble old harper, with beard
Of silver, sang grand song Of welcome and
triumph, in NE mighty chorus of which all ths
angels Who aew by and across him Joined jus
as they Happened to pass, as if il ives msss Il
miliar to them. lt.f uoi.44. ebA ;assa
Wihsin and the SHINING x elw !
HIS warfare 10 oisrhz9Vos elt 81 s-sd
The earth dropsbeneaih him, ?, :.
Aad heaven stands before"
He could not yet look up to see them ftesiy
for, having inst come out pf darkness 70 gre a
light - was dazzled /; but 10 and fro fthei1
pinions Tanned him with . pleasant thrill, and
their shadovs, continually hurried o over him
and over thzesphpdsl tprf about him, ., thoses
Of clouds oys. the bills on 3 sunny breezy sss
summer morning and 81 the fitting and
glancing of these shadows, he could perceive
that they were darting about, and up and
down, on their various errands, with the eager
spontaneousness and rejoicing buoyancy O
sportive birds. All possible failure or suffer
ing lay beneath him now. Everlasting love
and joy we're won. Tomorrow was a word o.
fear no more, but of certain transport and
every instant he was looking for the coming O.
the Saviour, who was to raise him up, and
strengthen him to bear the new weight of hil
overwhelming happiness.
He woke. All was still, and the light was
extinguished. Clara was gone; and he re
membered that he was about to leave even the
roof that sheltered her and that his Constance
had abandoned him, and set her face agains
him. The room seemed like tomb. In thi,
life, there must be some such wakings. Ala
for the darker and more fearful awakening o.
souls who, too cowardly to bear such as these
with courage, hurry from them with suicidal
and illicit fight into the untimely and unsanc
toned sleep of death
He struggled, nerved himself, and slept anew
but now all was dark within him. He seemed
to be nailed a penitent malefaetor, to the cross
hanging between heaven and earth. Dark
ness was above him, and Golgotha below Blu
beyond the shadow of the overhanging cloud
which intercepted every ray of light from hin
and the fellow.sufferers whom he heard, though
he could not see, grooming at his side, he look
ed out into weary and interminable day
Life went on near him, though apart. Chill
dren played in the streets. They grew. The.
were youths and maidens. They were men ant
women. They married. They toiled. The.
reared children in their turn. They grew
gray. They sickened. He saw their funeral
20 by, and their children's children bear thei
pals and still the interminable day went on
and could not end for still the pitiless sui
shone on, and would not 60 down and still b,
could not die. Then at last, through the thicl
gloom at his side, he heard the expiring voice
of Christ shrek out, any God; my God, WIZ
hast thou forsaken me" With the bound ht
gave in his agony, he overset his cross 1t fel
upon him and as he came to himself, with
cold horror oozing from him at every pore
and found himself in his own chamber, and ly
ing in his bed, it was at first with nightmare
sense of material pressure on his body, head
and limbs, the trace left behind, by the con
Aicts of the preceding days, on his every nerve
Poor youth Invigorated as he had beer
already, in muscle and mind, by the healthfu
activity of his STRIPPING years, the serstivenesl
and excitability which had been entailed upor
him by earlier mismanagement. we're indeed 9
heavy Cross for him to bear through life but
at least he rose under it, and carried it off man
fully. His alarm. clock struck six. He sprane
from his bed, lighted his gas, took a singing
cold bath, dressed with his usual neatness, but
much more than his usual speed, and hustled
briskly through the completion of his packing