Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1860-12-22

centuries Old, with long trailing robes, de-
filed majestically through the hall. -Four
peasants followed, bearing, on their shoulders,
litter, on which lay huge boar, with dim
eye and tusks stsincd with blood and foam.
heard the flourish of the trumpcts with
out redoublcd; then it died away with a
Sigh in the -thcn-nothing
Again the hall was filed looked and
saw, with surprise, one of the old protestant
families OF former times, calm, digniied and
solemn. The patriarch, with his white head
was there, reading his Bible; the old mother,
tall and PALE in u dark dress, with collar
up to her ears, was spinning the linen for
the household; the chubby children, with
thoughtful eyes, leaned their elbows on the
table In profound silence the very shepherds
dog seemed 10 listen 10 the reading; the old
clock In It's walnut case counted the seconds :;
and, afar in the shadow, were Gsucs of
young girls, and brown visages of Young men
IN llnsey-woosey camiSades, discoursug of
the history of Jacob and Rachel.
In an instant the scene vanished-thc
walls became tapcstricd with books; tho
ample Perruque of some t0Camt appeared
above the back of large armchair of rcd
leather heard a gooscquill running over
tue paper. The man, lost in Thought, did
not stir; the silence oppressed me But,
Judge OF my surprise, when, turning round,
ne faced me, aud 1 recognised the portrait of
the Jursconsult, Gregorus, oatalogued, No.
253, in the gallery of Hcssc- Darulstadt
Good God how did this pcrsouage got
out Of his frame?" | cried
at the same moment hollow voice called
out:
Dominium, er .jure Qmrtium. est ms
"'end' et adw'end quotsnus nuturolts ratio
putitUr."
AS this formula escaped its lips, the figure
grew PaleT, and still paler At the last word
it disappeared
Nor was this al! saw twenty other gen.
erations succeed each other in the antiouc
mansion OF Hans Buckhart-Chrstiaus and
Jews-nobles and plcbcians, souuns, artists.
and commonplace rcSpectubles. And all pro.
claimed my house their legitimate propcrty.
All believed themselves absolute aud soy
eregn masters Of my domain till, death
turned them out of doors
L became accustomed soon to this strange
phautasmagoria, and every time one Of these
brave men cried out, "This is mine !'' |
began to laugh and whispered, "Wait com
rade, wait; you will vanish presently like the
restv'
| was growing weary, when, afar, very far
of, l heard cock crow. The leaves stirred:
thrill passed through my body; my limbs
detached themselves from the couch, and
raising myself OH my elbow, looked out of
the window Along the little path which
led to the cemetery, | saw defliug slowly,
procession of all the phantoms Of the nust
night, 1t advanced step by step toward the
worm-eaten gate of the enclosure; and thirse
silent march, i'll the vague light of.ls,c -
dawn, was more fearful thaaep''sny 'snythinr had
yet witnessed: Aa11iook ~ looked on With my linz
~ ~ forehead bathcd with sweat, the
mead OF the corteye seemed to disappear un-
der the Old weeping willows.
There 'r-mained only sA44ll -ttf+ll4hc1 off, E
spcctrcs. and began to take breath, when
my uncle Christian, who was the last, turned
as he passed through tho moss covered gate,
and made me sigu to come \ distant voice.
which struck me as ironical in its tone, called
out:
kaspcr-kaspcr- come-this estate, too,
is ours -
Then, all disappeared, and purple light
along The horizon announced the day.
1t is useless to say that did not avail
myself of the invitation of Master Christian
Haas. Yet, | mustconfoss thst the oc.
| currcDcc of the night modified singularly the
opinion | had conceived Of my new i,npor-
tance, for the vision appeared to signify that
if land, and orchards, and VINEYARDS were solid
and permanent, the proprictors, alas could
pass away
reflected on this seriously, and instead
OF giving myself up to the indolcnt de ights
OF my new riches, determined to return to
my music, and, next year, at the grand thea
ire OF Berlin, when my opera comes out, the
world will hear of Master kasper Haas.
After all, glory, fame, whatever you choose
to call it, which men denomuate a chimnra
is the most substantial of all properties. 1t
does not end with life Death confirms il,
I and gives it new lustrc Let us suppose
Homer to return to the word--no one would
think of contesting with him the merit of
having made the /" HAD" and every one
would compete in rendering him the honor
that is his due. But it, by chance, a rich
landholdcr should come back to claim the
meadows, forests and farms which were
his pride, ten to one he would be received
as robbcr, and perish mserably under the
cudgcl
HINTS FOR DISHONEST OrIcx. IIoLDERs.
In the autobiography of the late Lord Coch.
rane, issued in London, there is queer
anecdote. He states that the many prizes
he had taken in the Mediterranean, Which
according to rule, had been sent to tbc
Maltese Admiral Court for condemnation
had been encountered with so many gross
charges that, instead of realizing anything by
his captures, he was made out to be largely
in debt to the Court The principal agent