Holmes County Republican. [volume] (Millersburg, Holmes County, Ohio) 1856-1865, 1858-10-07

but had found him so quiet, his manner Sc
retired, SO delicate, so full of grave tender
ness, that he had always felt strange awe
in his presence-a reverence that rebuket
all levity, as if in the atmosphere of the
supernatural. Sometimes he had been an
noyed by the pertinacity with which hi.
attendant had watched his movements, and
the singular knowledge be seemed TO pos
sess of all relating to his interests; bat, as
he solitary in his habits, seeking no com.
panionship, and rarely exchanging word
with those about him, the services of Ander
son. faithful and untiring, became of the ut
utmost importance to young men accom-
plished, elegant, and fall of the joyods gay.
cry of a life that hitherto had had known
only success. - 7.
s-.-Ae hadoiaen ncounseled him wisely, Otter
warned him Of danger, and the recollection
Of his earnest but vain efforts 10 deter him
| from the fatal interview on the banks of the
banks of the Hudson, which had termina-
ted so disastrously, came back bitterly TO hi;
mind. ........
"Would to God l could die for thee =
sobbed the woman, rising from her feet
and putting back the thick curls from the
brow of the young man. 4 cannot explain,
she continued, the weird love felt for you
from the fist. There was a strange, un-
natural beauty about you, that haunted
me like Fate. l could not shake il off;
and, in an evil hour, l had your horoscope
cast. You have read the result. Ii
drove me mad; and yet, in all these wild,
maddening hours, never lost sight of the
great purpose formed from the beginning
to be with you, watch over you, uphold
you, and comfort you to the last. learn
ed all your movement; and now you are
here, and am here, and, oh my God the
Destiny is here ALSO"
The captive had listened with an awe in
which mingled little Of human sympathy
but he arose, and laid the gray head ten
derIy upon bis shoulder. He was silent,
but there was touching grace in the man.
.ner, that went to the heart of the woman.
For moment she yielded to the healing
comfort of tears, and then, calling back her
innate strength of character, she sat long in
silence, till the hearts of both grew into
beautiful communion with God, and she
poured out volumes, holy inspiration, such
as the lips of patriarchs and prophets might
have owned, in their hours of rapt devo-
tion.
81 distrusted from first the false hearted
coward who would have sacrificed his coun
try, and has sacrificed you," she continued
when the "golden silence" had slid into
"silver speech" "But he was the terrible
Fate appointed by God to bring about this
Destiny. 1T must needs be that offenses
will come, but woe unto him by whom the
offense eomethp Cursed is he that turn
eth the blind out of his path" l foresee,
in the long future years, the tears of thou
sands shed over thy fate-I see children
and youth, maidens and gray hairs, weep
ing over thy ashes, and calling thee by
names that may soothe a spirit in the re-
gions of eternal worlds-I behold the pen
of the historian and the verse of the poet
embaluiing thee amongst those whom an
ancient Fate condemned, guiltless, to un-
heard of wrongs. Sorrowful is thy death,
but blessed shall be thy memory"
These words, uttered in the true spirit of
prophecy, conveyed healing to the heart of
the listener, who bent his head and re-
piled:
"Let us forget my fate in what is due to
those l leave to deplore me; yet not the
less do l bless God for the great cheer
which thy presence imparts."
We must draw the veil over many par
oxysms of agony; we must not tell how
the thoughts Of home and the memory of a
mother called up emotions too great for ut
lerance; nor how the sweet, virgin face of
the Beloved smiled from its golden case,
even in its unconscious beauty smiled as in
those summer days when the world was
one halcyon calm of loveliness, and the
heart well of unfathomed joy. Softly as
the youth gazed, tears dimmed the glass,
falling in still sorrow; and now the face
grew serene under the dim veil of tears, ill
it reeeded into look of grief, blent with
unutterable tenderness.
Many hours were passed in preparations
for the last trial, in writing letters, and Civ
ing directions as to the disposal of papers
and effects. At length wearied, and ut
terly exhausted, the youth sank in deep
slumber. The woman slept not, but pass
ed the remainder of the night in fervent
supplication, pale as marble, her eyes closed
and her lips moving, but uttering neither
word nor sigh.
The morning came. We must pass over
the last hours of suffering; we must not
tell how beautiful in his sublime compos-
ure, looked the noble youth, as he stood
beholding for the last time the light of the
world; we must not record the simple,
manly words that gave testimony to his
courage, and devotion to country which
now was powerless to save him. No re-
proaches, no puerile regrets escaped him
all was true and soul-sustained; and thas
the scene closed.
As the groan dispersed at the upper end
of the garden, gray-haired woman, now
dressed, in the garments of her sex, came
forward and begged to be left alone for
while with the unconscious clay. Mourn
ful was it, as she sat down upon the ground,
and took the poor dear head in her arms,
and showered over it kisses from lips cold
and pale as its own, moaning all the while
inarticulated groans with no word and no
tear. 1t was she who prepared him de-
Gently for the grave, and sat all day and all
night, with the wind and the dew weeping
and sighng in her locks, while the pale
stars looked down as they had done upon
the chilJless Rizpeh of old, soaring the