Daily Ohio statesman. [volume] (Columbus, Ohio) 1855-1870, 1862-02-23

Il 49, - noen agnes, FueBT' ~"
taIranto 10 the closet where her shall and booa
we're kept. They we're gone. % ~ 7rN9N'r'f
"A hot flush ehot up, like fame. lnto mn
any heart thfobbed 90 wildly / thouebt for 4
moment must euffoeAte.N Yet | wonder al nv
own. agitation. IL was not an unusual thing fof
tne cniid 70 go out Of the house Whv ahonld I
ieei 20 uneasy now7 IconId nos feel Il VA 40
without explainiDg why 1t was. I madAa haat1
survey OF the whole house. None Of tha ser.
vsnts had seen my little girl: che was nowhere
70 DO ioundon the premises. The wind was
p,oElng agale nov, and the clouds were az
oiaok as II choaked with a delnge ,hey were
soout 70 pour upon US. could see the wayes
aasnng Wildly upon the lake, shaking their
Iomy orests over the rocks which hound tbe
shore. looming high above them tbe aams
4 gigantic pricet'of Nature standing or Ia sbore
\ preaehing TO those rebeilious waters. roae tba
\ gloomy grand proportions Of Black Rock
ins my eyefeli upon 1t, fearful dread entered
my soul Summoning the seryaata / aped wavI
bidding them flllow me; and beedlessfof fhs
rough path and the high windsg. Irhshe "a m ths
oraggy steep, struggling TO gain the sumrnlt
whiie the wind, blowing furiously In shore
,nWaEted my every effort. was about to rei
nnquisnyne attempt, when something iutterina
gn n. M'nefed shrub above me caught my gaze
~ vas tangled bunch Of blue fringe. knew
eit came from. knew whose little scarf
With avid energy that far outtstrioned a,a
earnest eforts Of those who followed me. I
clambered up, and stood at last upon thu verv
pinnacle alone. Yee, alone! do not mind that
utter that dreary shrek with the word; IL ,ciu
rise when remember with what wild hona
struggled to that fearful height and found no
| Agnes there. She had been there, though, for
on the branch Of bush, under which some blnel
eyed flowers still bloomed, was thin tress Of
sunny hair--a little golden curl to which the
cruel thorn had elung and held, to meet
mothers gaze. f1ijfS1 p y = = -''-sffss
u What must believer How much had 70
iearI how much to hopeH Had she gone safely
down as she came up! had she Wandered or
over the lowlands; or, horror of norma had
she fallen over the cliff into those wild waves
below! The little shreds Of blue elk, the little
tress OF hair, plainly proved she Had been TO
the utmost height Of the fearful crag. Was
she alone2-had she disobeyed my iniunctiops
mover to come here by herself7
AS stood breasting the wind In this agony
oil doubt my eyes were sweeping the climbing
waters below me, and just as the servants ioned
me, deserted upon the comb off distant wave
noating object, something which might be
drifting log or e little boat, pointed It out to
the rest. .ai1s lta ,sld5 i''f ~ ~ : ''f
"h lisa boat" cried John the gardener, as It
rose again; "that little nutehell OF thing which
the mayor kept moored here for his BOYS. | /
know her by the queer gunWaIe aud the scarlet I
nag she carries" Or I'd
What did the little boat hold for us that kent
US watching there, when We knew not yet Of
our lost one2. A1 $50
We were all transfxed by one wild fear
Evidently the frail boat was managed by some
one who understood his work who would have
Eonefofth n such gale but old Bartiemy Boyd7
Was our lost darling with him? remember
tnat as the little plank rose and disappeared,
and rose again on the foamy waves, how all
the earth seemed to melt away, and all the
world resolve into one little fragile speck upon
an angry eeA! One more wave and now we
could plainly see that the boat contained two
petsons-one an old man with grav locks, the
other-a fragile, palld little chnd, sitting in the
stern, her lap full Of forgotten flowers, her bon
netgone and her shining hair wet with the dash
ing water 90 fi Tl ~
&sRopes, joint" cried; "be quick; no boat
can live in yonder surf. Fly! your fortune is
made II you return in time.n ;ff
lstood fascinated, gazing at the little one, co
calmly facing her fearful danger. could not
60 down 10 the beach could not lose sipht of
her long enough for that. / could see the old
name efforts to keep his boat out to sea-
What avail was that feeble strength against
tue wind and waves! | saw his look Of black
dlsmay as he found his little boat rushing into
the surf. he turned and said something 70 Ag-
mes. She shook her head In answer andsmiled.
knew, as well as though heard her, She had
told him she was not afraid. He dropped oars
and caught the child IN his arms; the next mo-
ment and the boat was In pieces, and my child,
my darling, struggling in the waves IN the arms
OF Q madman! IHHl ~
How shrieked-how raved! For out into
the boiling water ran John with his fopes. cast
ing them toward those frantic arms which made
no effort to reach them. Like green monster
came rushing o LUCE wave; for a moment Ii
Staggered with iis own terrible height; the next
y had fallen Ikea curtain before the stage,
shutting from my sight little Whitened face
and head Of golden hair 7.
have q faint remembrance Of seeing that
face once again; 1t was ashen pale. and as
cold as a snow-drift. Perhaps It was ali
dream, and | neverreally did see it again, /
remember through my bitter, burning regret and
agony, when recolleoted my refusal to crafty
any of those little childish pleadinps that morn
ing, one Of which, cordially granted, would have
kept my darling by me that terrible day. /
know my remorse was no drea am.,r Ii is nv in
tenaest reality yet. Do you wonder sometimes.
that wake up screaming in the night, or that
l occasionally shrieked aloud in the daytime7
/ thought when frst came here and heard
such shouts Of horrid laughter, and shrieks so
much louder than any of my own, that they had
brought me to mad-house. febeled fran
tcally, but soon found out my mistake, Why
should they put me IN mad-house7 / aaw. af.
ter moment's reflection, how absurd INV sus.
picions were! Thisis large, handsome build
ing.-a great resort for sorrowing people who
need q change Of scene, My rooms command
alovely prospect-my harp and piano are here.
A faithful attendant walks or drives with me
every day. could not be better cared for
On rainy days when the Rky is gray and the 4
wind is cold, sit and stroke this sunny curl.
gathered from the thorn bush high M the beet.
ling cliff. tWine 1t round my finger. / let Il
uncoil itself In the rivalling sunshine Ehenit
perces the clouds, and bind IL about with this
bit OF blue fringe, which was torn from her silk,
en- sash, i always find sweet pleasure in thus
contemplating these frail treasures left Of nv
Agnes; only when my heart suddenly swelis
till u bursts with those relieving ahrieks do /
let them be, out of my hands. Sometimes re.
member that my little girl went away from me
with great clusters Of just such curls, and ocea-
sionally, when the sun is going down, long gold
| en- bealnA come; reaching through my Windew,
and \ know my dazzling is strengthening her
eurls, and laying them thus from the sunaet 10
me, that ,mAy 90 ont over the shining pathway
70 her in heaven ssi ~ e,s.,s. asHa a.
| A TTNmTOM MN COMMITTEEMAN