Meigs County telegraph. [volume] (Pomeroy [Ohio]) 1848-1859, 1858-10-19
PoMERoY, TUESDAY, OCTOBER 49, 1858

..Therel' exclaimed the missionary. in
tones of thunder; and pointing his mo-
hngerat the Double Spring. gush-
ing up in two strong columns. with
sound like shout of Joy from the bosom
of the earth "There y he repeated, with
a look terrible rs lightning while his enc
nv actually trembled az his feet {; -there
is the liquor which God the Eternal brews
for his childrenp ~ sss.,,,,.s.,, -
"Not in the simmering still over smo-
king fires, choked with poisonous gases,
and surrounded with the stencil of sick
ening odors and rank corn n.iop, doth your
Father In heaven preYs.fe tsse pse ions e. /
sence of life, pure cold water. But in The
green glade and grassy dell, where the
red deer wanders and the child loves to
play, there God himself brews it and low
down in the deepest valleys. where foun-
tains mul mer and the rills sing; and high
upon the mountain tops where the naked
granite glitters like gold in the sun, where
the storm cloud broods. and the thunder
storms crash; and away far out on the
wide, wide sea, where the hurricane howls
music, and big waves roar the chorus.
sweeping the march of God'-there he
brews it, that beverage of life, health
giving water.
"And everywhero,i it is thing of beauty;
cleaning in the dew-drop, singing in the
summer rain, shining in The ice-gem when
the trees seem turned to living jewels
spreading golden veil over the setting
sun, or white gauze around the midnight
moon; sporting in the cataract; sleeping in
the glacier dancing in the hail shower !;
folding bright snow curtains softly above
the winlry world, and wsiying the many
colored iris, that sersFh's zone of the sky,
whose warp is the rainbow of earth, whose
roof is the sunbeam3of heaven, all checked
over with celestial flowers, by the mystic
hand of ratification. Sill, always is it
beautiful, that blessed cold water. No
poison bubbles on its brink; its foam brings
Not madness and murder; no blood stains
its liquid glass; pale and starving orphans
weep not burning ears in its clear depths;
no drunkards shrieking ghost from the
grave curses it in words OF despair =
Speak out, my friends. would you exchange
it for the demons drink, alcohol -
A shout like the roar of the tempest
answered, "No Mol"
Critics never need tell me again. that
backwoodsmen are. deaf to the divine voice
Of eloouence, for saw At that moment,
the missionary held the hearts Of the null
titude as It were in the hollow of his hand;
and the popular iceliae, ia a current SO ir-
| reeistible, that even the dueilist, Watt Foe
man, dared not venture another Interrupt
ton during the meeting.
have just reviewed my report of that
singular speech in the foregoing sketch ;
| L Il IL I ,.lxy
tailed to convey the full impression as my
reason and imagination received it. The
| language to be sure, isthere--that never
could forgel--but it lacks the spirit. the
tones of unutterable pathos, the cadence
of mournful music alternating with the
crashes of terrible powef., itlacks the ges-
ticulation, now graceful as, the play of a
golden willow in the wind, and anon. vio-
lent as the mountain pine In the hurricane
il lacks that pale face wrapped in It's
dreams of the spirit land, and those un-
fathomable eyes, hashingsa light such as
never beamed from sun Or rstars, and more
than all, it lacks the magnetism of the
mighty soul that seemedslo dlffuse itsel
among the hearers as a viewless stream o
electricity. penetrating the brain like some
secret fire, melting all hearts, mastering
all emotions.
The camp-meeting continued, and
revival attended it such IS never before OIL
since, was witnessed ID the forests ol
Texas. But unfortunately. on the last day
of the exercises, news caiBeUo the ground
that neighboring farmek had been mur
dered, and his wife and children carried
away prisoners by the Indians.
The young missionary eprang into the
pulpit, and proposed the Immediate organl
zation of a company to pursue the sava,
ges. The sugges ION WIS adopted anc
the mover himself was elected to lead the
party. After several daysof hard riding
they overlook the barbarous enemy in the
grand prairie. The missionary charged
foremost to his troops, and having per
formed pre- digies of bravery, feil--noL by
the hand of an Indian-bnt by shot from
one of his own horsemenl
need scarcely narzs the assassin-th'
reader will have anticipated rne-the in
carnase fiend Col. Watt Foeman. chic
hangman of the Shelby Lynchers, and tel
years later, a master cook at the poisoned
wedding.
Such is the only fragment Of the bio
graphy of wonderful geniusthe SOLE
Lwinkling ray of adazzling lunlinary, tina
rose and set in the wilderness---a torn lea
from Pail Dentou's book of life. Peace
to his ashes. He sleeps well, in that lon
isle-of evergreens, surrounded BY the yer
; dant sea of the prairie. Natures beloved
son inherits her conslstent tomb-tha
last possession, the inalienable fee-simpl'
of all time.
AEEoDoTE OF MADAME MALIBRAS.-
Templetou, the famous Scotch vocalist
while performing with Madame Malibran
had observed that she treated him in
most unbecoming and rude manner, anc
he was advised TO cali upon her and inquir
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