Cincinnati daily press. [volume] (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1860-1862, 1860-06-16

Born for the sunshine and the summer day,
Soon passing like the beautiful, away
These are thy pictures, June =
Brightest Of summer months-thou month Of flowers
first-born Of bsgnty, whose swift-footed hours
ofb SaS Msts "a snS sGg ass hs sqas psasn shout
efehidhood on the sunny hills peaFd out.
I feel IL were not wrong
oT Hee% @ taGs iSars art IA type p9S at
OniS tnSI tne,e tns eiyuas QUO nna storms Oh time
The aowers. .air-besgtyI I,muslc-all are thine,
But brighter-purer--loFelier- divine =
The Chief Predicate of The Hell Club-Ex.
traordinary Dream and its Fearful Reaii.
zation.
Some ninety years ago there flourished in
Glasgow, Scotland, q club of young men
which, from the extreme profigacy of the
members, and the licentiousness of their
orgies, was called the He'll Club. Beside
their nightly or weekly meetings, they held
one grand saturnalia, in which each one tried
to excel the other in drunkenness and bias
phemy; and on these occasions there was no
star among them whose lurid light was more
conspicuous than that ofyoung Mr.. Archibald
B, who, endowed with brilliant talents and
ahandsome person, had held out great prom
ises in his boyhood, and raised hopes which
had been completely frustrated by his subse-
qpent reckless disposition.
One morning after returning from the an
nual festival, Mr.. Archibald B., having re-
tired TO bed, dreamed the following dream.
He fancied that he himself was mounted
on favorite black horse that he always rode,
and was proceeding toward his own house
then country seat embowered with trees,
and forming part of the city-when a
stranger, whom the darkness of the night
prevented his discerning, suddenly seized his
horses reins, and said; -.- 'ltr-sI ~. e
"You must go with mel"
Sand who are you?" exclaimed the young
man, with vollsy of oaths, while he strug-
gled TO free himself q ~
That you will see by and by" returned
the other in q tone that excited unaccount-
able terror in the youth, who plunged his
spurs into his horse, attempting to fly, but in
vain. -r-, - ~ r. :. .. s,~
However fast the animal few, the stranger
wss beside him, till at length, in his desperate
efforts to escape, the rider was thrown; but
instead of being dashed to the earth, as he ex-
pectea, he found himself falling, fallfng-still,
as if sinking in the bowels Of the earth.
At length, period being put to this mys-
FERROUS descent, he found breath to inquire of
his companion, who was still beside him,
whittier they were going.
Where am j? Where are you taking me-"
he exclaimed.
ITO hell" replied the stranger, and imme-
diately innumerable echoes repeated the fear
full sound; l-.ff rEyrrU i
''To hell to hell to help rt i
At length light appeared, which soon in
creased to blaze; but instead Of the cries, the
groans and lamentations which the terrified
traveller expected, nothing met his ear but
the sounds of music, mirth and jollity; and
he found himself at the entrance of a superb
building far exceeding any he had seen con-
structe6 by human hands. Within, too, what
scene No amusement or pursuit of man
on earth but was being there carried on with
q vengeance that excited his unutterable
suazement. There the young and lovely
still swarmed through the mazes of the giddy
dance
There the painting steed still bore the brutal
rider through the excitement of the goaded
race There, over the midnight bowl, the in
temperate still drawled ont the wanton song
Of maudlin blasphemy The gambler piled
forever his endless game, and the slaves of
Mammon toiled through eternity their bitter
task; while all the magnifcence of earth
paled before that which now met his view,
De soon perceived that he was among old
acquaintances, whom he knew to be dead,
aud each he observed, was pursuing the OBJ
ject, whatever it was, that had formerly en-
crossed him; when finding himself relieved
from the presence Of his unwelcome conduc-
tor he ventured to address his former friend,
Mrs. D., whom he saw sitting as had been
her won't on earth, absorbed at loo, requested
her to rest from the game and introduce him
to the pleasures Of the place, which appeared
10 be very unlike what he had expected
and, indeed, very agreeable one. But
with the cry of agony, she answered that
there was no rest in hell; that they must ever
toll on at those very pleasures. and innumer-
able voices echoed through the interminable
wants fHEFFW 4ft0stF|| 81.
There is no rest in heIlr' when, throwing
open their vests, each disclosed in the bosom
an ever-burning flame. These, they said,
were the pleasures of hell; their choice on
earth was uow their irrevocable doom. -
In the midst of the horror this scene in
spired, his conductor returned, and at his
earnest entreaty, restored him again to earth;
but as he quilted him he said, Remember in
a year and day we meet again. -tU
At this crisis of bis dream the sleeper
iwoke feveriph and ILL and whether from the
effect OF the dream or of his preceding orgies
be was so unwell as TO be obliged TO keep his
oed for several days, during which period he
lad time for many serious reflections, which |
in q resolution 10 abandon the
'lub and his licentious companions alto
yether. W ir id'ig e'l1-gb q
He was no sooner wsn, however than they |
10 cked around him. bent on recovering SO
'aluable member of their society and hay
Nc wrung from him confession of the cause
fhis defections, which, as it may be supposed,
hey soon contrived to make him ashamed Of
US goou lesoIutlonJ ne joined them again,
md resumed his former course Of life; and
hen the annual saturnafia came around he
ound himself with his glass IN his hand at
he table; when the President arising 10 make
he accustomed speech began with saying
this being leap year, IL is a wear
nd day since our last Anniversary to.,
he words struck upon the young mans ear
ike knell but ashamed 10 expose his weak
less 10 the jeers ofhis comrades, he sat out
or the feast, rlying himself with wine even
nore hberally than usual, in order 10 drown
lis intrusive thoughts; till in the gloom Of a
!inters morning he mounted his horse to | {
iss soIns nome, be-. .aaaGaS .2Iibia g'IlO9Jt
nth his saddle and bride on, quietly Qrazipc 1
y the road side, shout half way between The |
ity and B--,-7 houSe, while a few yards, 90 ]
~ the osrpse Of bic MASTER, ~ 'g 'l1s45E I
Herman Melville, the author Of 4yp.. and | !
Jm00, left Boston last xVaek In the NO. ~ :