Cincinnati daily press. [volume] (Cincinnati [Ohio]) 1860-1862, 1860-11-21
The Mysterious statue of ApOllO-An I'm.
pressiYe Picture in Words.

The Mysterious statue of ApOllO-An Inn
pressive Picture in Words.
The following is very impressive picture
from an English fiction entitled "Hexalton
Wold:"
The surrounding woods grew darkly pur-
pie, and the Wolds stood out sharp and clear
against the cool night sky, and the water
of the fountains splashed lazily on the sides
of the marble basins. Then fancy waited
me to the anks of the blue Guadalquivir,
where bands of maidens gather dew laden
flowers on the Holy Baptist's morn to dress
the milk-white wether, and began to sing
Lockhart's ballad, "Come forth, come forth,
my maidens, It's the day OF the good ST.
John.N Then the scene changed, and was
in old London, where used to be marching
watch in the city on midsummer eve, with
cressets blazing, armor glancing, and swords
men ahoTse and foot and the open windows
resembling opera-boxes on q favorite night,
displaying ladies richly dressed and resplen-
dent with gold and jewels, who sat to see
| tie procession wandering on through the
summer night, among the flower garlanded,
| illuminated streets Then | sank deeper on
| my led of yielding moss, and began TO count
the stars overhead, which now were thick
and glittering; and thoughts-holy men,
ories-were gaining the ascendancy, and in
| stead of fairy music, fancied angels were
hymning their songs Of bliss.
All was still and soemnly silent save the
faint strain. of distant melody, when sud
denly peculiar sound smote on my cara
sound very near met was hollow, it was
heavy, it was hOrrble-not like any sound
had ever heard on earth. Some thing white
moved; / looked toward where the statue
had been-hdd beea--it was there no longer
] remember turning away with scorniul
smile ut my own absurdity, and quickly
rose and approached the spot. The Apollo
had qoae--the pedestal was vacant-the mar
be was animated and at that moment was
threading the garden paths. Then recalled
Julia Dykes words, ut would grind you to
powder if you didn't outIun it," sensa-
tion of extreme numbness was creeping over
melt could not be terror, could it2 | die
not believe such utter nonsense. But where
had the statue gone ? for gone it had-of that
l made myself certain. turned away, anC
know that was walking rapidly and softly
in the direction of the house, for my hear
throbbed violently and my night-watch haC
done my nerves no good. But was at the
extreme end 1.-THE garden-the house wa
farther off than the woodlands-and still
, / quickened my steps. r q
What numbering noise was that behind me
Was mad2 l turned round-nothing wa
: t9 be seen-the walks were winding here
again | moved on-again the inexplicable
II horrible dead sound seemed to be nearer an
p Bearer--it was as if marble struck marble
p Oh, mercy can ever forget my curdlin
horror, when, on coming to broader path
way, and again looking round, beheld
: firm of dazzling whiteness, crowned wit
= red, red roses, gliding after me- Swiftly
came on-swiftly, and more swiftly! HOY
" ! flew! Iknew it was behind, and gainin
y on me Like lightning flash the though
" passed athwart my mind, that, according
= old Julia's creed, flowing stream was
d barrierin impossible for supernatural creatur'
If OF all denominations whatever-witche
fairies, ghosts, &c. 1, :,
4 How darted on toward the clear rivule
4 mad with terror, howl bounded across l
y = for fortunately the ivied bridge was rui
: then only paused for breath, when safe 9
I the other side and faced the garden. The
8 ii stood opposite to me, with the swift waite
0, narrow and clear, only between us; when
st moved, it tmoVed-when stopped, it stoppe
dared not turn my back upon IT; the ma
u BILE shone like polished silver, the chaplet
I. red roses emitted sparks of fire, glitteril
Is Is like rubies, and the beautiful face gradual
u assumed an unspeakable demoniaeal e
preston, as if baffled in q revenge lol
lg sought for with avidity. How many hou
Of this lasted know not-time was nothing
" me; but, overpowered with terror and
tigue, experienced fearful shiyering
followed by giddness, and burning he
Oa U and pain in my head. Then remember
le s nothing more but when awoke it was
A' my own bed at Hexalton Wold, the ehamt
darkened, and Mrs. Jenkinson standing
We my bedside. -.i.....