Kanawha Valley star. [volume] (Charleston, Va. [W. Va.]) 1856-1861, 1858-09-07

III So we two went up into little room
overlooking the scene, and which had
| been let AS had been agreed upon when.
\ he took the apartmeEt) throughout that
lmorning to party Of FIVE gentlemen OBJ
land lady CD who had only justeyacu-
lated It. And there he told noe this story:
Il II" You must excuse me III I am q little
isioW, at FIRST, for yon throng has fairly
Idazzled and dunn founded me. | am
lquite new to sights of this kind, thank
god nor have / ever seen so great q
crowd before, | live upon the southeast
coast, where folks are not So many as in
these parts and my own employmentis 9
Eparticuiarly solitary one / am light
house man. Sometimes pass whole
iweeks without seeing any other face than
i that Of my mate. without hearing any
tother voice save his. and that Of the baf-
lied wave which beats forever against
Eonr rock. Even my holiday time is
Ispent among people who pass almost as
lonely lives as / do. MY friends dwell
Eat a coast guard station, fat away from
any town, and indeed from me, only they
lcan see every night our lantern burning
steadily out at sea. which my mother and
Isister says is a great fcomfort to them
IEwhen father is from home. 1t is lone
lsprne, you see. for them 70 know that
there is no human being save themselves
within miles of them, the next post being
la long distance beyond The headland,
whittier often on the darkest nights, my
father has to 60 feeling for the white
%fehalk heaps that are laid down to mark
1.-The road betwixt the stations, the direc-
lItion Of which il old times, they say. the
lsmugglers used to alter, SO that the poor
revenue men were guided over the prec-
Iipice, into the arms of. death below
| Twelve years ago, 4 vessel was cast
ashore and went To pieces one wintry
II night at the cliff foot. beneath our guard.
| house, and all the. crew, save one, were
thrown by the scornful sea upon the shore;
save ONE !" The sailor gave an in
4 voluntary look towards the thing that
5thung upon The high goal wall there, mo-
Itionless, with its ghastly cowl drawn oyer
lit tsand that man was ar Italian foreign
Her. NY people took him ID. and acted
Towards him as Christian people should
40, and he was gatefll, and stayed with
Ens, making himself AS useful as he could,
for weeks, for months. When he had
been our guest for near upon year, the
Imam who was then my mate in the light
house. died and mainly through my
fathers recommendation, the Italian was
appointed to be my companion in his
| place. ] was pleased that the poor fell
low was thus provided for; but yet I had
rather that he had giyeE him any other
4 post than that; not from anYsassignable
leause, for Of course thisacould have been
prevented but from vague, uncomfort-
able feeling that I had always had in
! connection with him, such as | should
not have dreampt of mentioning to his
, prejudice. / did not mention It, / am
!, perfectly certain, even to my mother.
II 4 When found myself IN the narrow
II lighthouse, alone with this man upon the
WASTE Of waters, this antipathy increased.
4 could not meet him. Oh the winding
stairs without d shudder lpathed his
company in that little sitting room upon
n the lower story, which when my old
mate was with me had seemed as com
Portable parlor as need to be and when
lie was at work in the lantern, I was for
ever thinking. what is he doing below
There, and Whereabouts shall I find him
when descend / do not think that /
was afraid ofshim then. Time was. when
had not shrunk from a death-struggle
with far more powerful man than he,
and had come off victor butistill I did
hot fancy taking my rest in the snug lh
HE bed-chamber as Of old, knowing that
man was awake and watching, all the
hight long.
& Still, being reserved and taciturn,
land having this something repellant
about him which i cannot explain. there
Twas nothing evil 70 be said against the
lpoor Italian foreigner, and / was ashamed
Iof myself whenever 1 reasoned about the
matter! for feeling az. I did
Il !" On the night Of this day twelve.
Iyearsiago, the sixteenth Of August eight
sIeen hundred and forty.one! my father
Twas off duty at home. and while he lay
Ion his bed combating with certain
idea, which shadowed his mind like
nightmare, my mother shook him in pit
Iteous terror. III ,bE /.
81 Husband, cried she. Husband, /
dhave had a faarsome dream, and it seems
lIso much like the truth that / am miserable.
IIIWake, Wakel ! believe our George is
being murdered By The Italian man Z
/ .sGreat Heavens 4 cried my father.
l.why I was awoke. Just now.by thstveryi
dream, and cannot shake itsoff nv mind,
lido what I will. But it must be only
fancy consider how full Tie poor fellow
lhas always shown himself to be Of graft
ltude TO us All. and what could he get BY
1.-THE murder Of our George q
NJ George keeps All his savings 10 his
room at the lighthouse. returned my
mother. sobing. II cannot help
HHark did you hear that scream p
4 1.-TWO or three shrieks rang through
1.-THE house, as she spoke and my sister
d MARY: with her hair dishevelled, and in
.Eher night dress, rushed into the room.
FL - Oh, mother father cried She
ISL cannot stay any longer BIZ myself; Z
have dreamed dream that haunts me
whenever shut my eyes When / left
IImy room just now, 70 come to you, &
lfhought the Italian was IL M y var.v haeia.