The Highland weekly news. [volume] (Hillsborough [Hillsboro], Highland County, Ohio) 1853-1886, 1861-06-06


Then he paused for in the doorway stood two children,
In the room hung gorgeous pictures but tho sweetest
Was that brother and that sister, with their sOrowfu
Ono might know by their resemblance they we're bound
by kindred ties,
They looked mp In the stern mans face, then kuolt low
paoncss on each fair young brow and eyes so sad and
The noble brother oasplng stl his sister by the hand;
What sweet and touching picture, In that wartime Of
the landl
Sadly Che young boy murmurod "tn the churoh-yord
Our angomother sleeping, with tho douhchill on her
She LEFT us with soul of IOy but ours hed with
For we knew that four dear mother would not come
buck again"
But we know that she happy and we dream she stll
fer sad and lonely children IN that fro home above;
And she bado not be 5orrowu but wait in our earth
Till God shouljou us, and rejoice we were not an aoae
"For father is sa left us,--Lord Rawdon, hear his
Tls he whom thou hast doomed to doi father Isaac
Think Of our lone lone orphanage, think Of agony,
And spare to us his precious oi Oh, do not let him dicl
"Turn not from me, Lord Rawdon, oh, hear me, hear
Buto own Of darkness gathered on the stern mans lot
! " brow;
And he said to the fair children, "neaye my presence
Your father, boy, il rebel. he must do It must be So"
Then the boys young heart was sitten long worn with
pain and care, .
For he cried and OH how earnestly hope minglng with
'For the sake Of God Of Justice, who sits upon His
Do not take from us our father do not rob US Of bome
But the lron.hoartod Rovdon, with dark and heavy
And eyes ali aorcey cleaning, on the children fair look
Tour father boy he CRIED ust dol told you so be-
Cease your pratlng eayomy presence and trouble me
no more"
Those bitter words whn his heart crushed all its hope
And sSorn NV was on his noble brow, light within hi.
That might haunt that hard man ever with its might
agony.
Lct us CO. he said, "swcct sstcr;hts voice how cold
told that Ger Els youthful soul had passed might,
And he walked out noDly proudly, leading her by tn,
What sad and touching picture in that wartime Of til,
landi
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prison dark in Charleston waiting in chains to die
Lay the patriot Hayne martyr for the Of Liberty
Suddenly light young uotstep echoed through the prs
Anda voice on the dread stiffness in sweetest music fell
Sadly fell the tones of anguish, on the ear Of Isaa,
y father Oh, my herl for your life I've plead in vain
Is it not strange, wild dre0ml Dear father, must yo'
I die ,oilt youl cannot bear this bitter agony"
oh, my son replied the patriot tits glorious to die
For nag Country and its freedom, for the cause Of Lib
Bear up yS0urpaus the bterest drop in the cup hov
We part but God will re-unto in Heaven the sovcro
link
Lvo to shield tho dear left you, iyoto gOrf you
And the blood of our brave brothers fast orm'onu
''And," oIo patriot londy murmurod) "uho can tell
lis in your young and tender arm, to battle for TIL
But he needed not the stirring words and in that prison
All through thostin and solemn night his Of an
At last the sun rose brilliantly in his golden, glown
Upon tie world to shine that day, tragic, horr
They walked forth from the prison. the father and hi
Ali in al that throngng multitude was not smile o
But many hearts, aye, brave mems hearts, throbbe,
meath weight Of pain
For the unjust doom awaiting the nobopatriot Hayne.
And his bOyl-Oh through alilo-me the glance Of hi
Might haunt ali those who saw him, with its look Of ag
And the tears of anguish aowd and filled oacl
When the hour came for tho father with his noble bo!
to part
I am going" he said, pressing his son close to hi
whoro to wicked cease from troubling and the wear!
Bear NJ, my 6oy yOn glbbct ends all llfs toll an,
That horrid death may chill my heart but my freed
cannot chain.
owe shall not long be partodi lotyour mouFntui wall
Mourn net for me, my noble boy; my soul now a
Bury me by your mother who lies meath the churchyar
but pass from yOndor scahod to her homo and to m
= Aud they parted when that manly form from tina
ohy gbbet swung
One long, loud cry Of anguish on the stil air Wild
Thou another ory-a strange 'hril ough-ofhOrr nc
And the son i Of the patrot.martyr wild and ma
They led him from the horrid aoepe-a light all wild an
within his eyes, that told the tale Of mournulr aw
And soon, Sh soon his pale young cheek robbed
And bis Fragile form grew weaker land he slept within IL
tomb,
On his dying couch, in thrilling tones he Htlll wou
fy fRefi fi Oh, my fathor can it be that you mu
Aud the 5tornesthoarted bearer Stoodb by his bed ar
i And murmured 't is well with him." when In h
r shroud no slept.
c Oh, blood bought is our boritdgb-oUu COUSTRTs LII
10 ERTYl
y Aud paisied be the trataF wherever ho may be,
10 Who would trail old nag Ia the dust that has wave
Is Ever chanting, "U&IONl--LIBERTYp-- grand tr
lt unphal sOngl
BIay patriots once take up the watchword' LII
, Apdpeer 5rgot tho maryr-band, gone to eternity
r Whose lfebood for our native land, howd in crms'
a Who for our COuntrya Freedom, suffered and Hed, a.
!, Paint Valley, Ohio, May, 1861.
n THE BRAVE YoUNa MEN OF TIL
lS soUru-The following is from u
d Vioksburg (Miss.) Wing:
s. To Armsl-To Armsll-There wi
.g be a meeting of the young ladies 0