Spirit of the age. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1849-1865, 1863-10-05

bling girl obeyed
Come, muttered z MEL, we are.
now fit companions Ny cup will be less,
bitter, for it shall be sweetsnsd by the,
honey Of thy lips. Yes, Blanca, faint
spark Of joy darts upon my soul; it is a
Welcome stranger There is one, and
she is natures master piece, who wilr
share with me the heavy weightef Heav-
EMS Indignation Thou hastnore to look
to now the Almighty was thy last stay.
and thou has foresworn him | could
pity thee, if ever my heart dared to open
itself to the gentle s'oW-of pity; but csn,gs
lfeel for those Who never felt fer me p
Come, | will show thee thine abode; it
is net like those gorgeous palaces which
graced proud Athens in her palfny days;
tney h We crnmbled to their original
dust. This structure has stood the test
of many ages Thou shalt be its queen,
for the soituae which broods over it we'll
accords with the deep damnation of it's,
inmates.
As hs finished speaking, he forced tho
unhappy gil through dark and damp,
passage, at the extremity of which they
entered a narrow waited cell, barely ligh.
ted by the beams Of dav, a scant portion
of which struggled through small gra-
ted window at the further end From
Is this they proceeded through several SIM
i liar chambers, until they came to a spiral
+ granite stairway, which they assembled
| Tor some time until they again entered
the open air.
The sun was just declining towardst the
i western horizon, and the valleys We're
beginning to wear, the sombrei veil of
night. BianFa at one glance percevedi
that she had been conducted to the top.
of the enly remaining tower that be-
longed to the decayea structure. The
calm waters Of the lake washed the base
of the building; the stiffness. Of the.
scene was only now and then aisturbeds
by the diseordant screams of the solita-
tary birds of nfzht, as they prepared to-
? spr cad their wings in search of prey.
D thou luyest NOT nature when .robed'
49, ! ,. sss.ss.ssr cid I'D,
] upon thee.A Look on those hoar rocks as
: they hang with gray moss waving upen
Q their hrows, fit eniblems of old age, one
G projecting beyond the ether, threatening
: desolatisn to the valley below. They are
: said to be coeval and coeternal with the
/ spirit that made them and vet. | can
s mark thsn, now and then crumblmg
IL v.
then where are they? Will they exist
e to see that glorious day when chaos shall
't again resume its ,Jlace, when all this fair
:, earth shalt be melted by the. fire of
:, Heaven when shattered worlds shall,
g vee7 about in space lit up BY the flames
lie j. ola consuming universe, and the loud
:. fat Of the Eternal One is heardamid the
;e swful crash of broken systems Shall
Is they live when. Time is no mores When
'r yon declining orb shall cease to rise and
le set. and the stars shall ay frem their or
q, blsvand be lost in the depths of boundess
1e space? No, maiden; as there was be
:, ginning, SO there shall be an end, and
s. shall crumble away with other matters.
: Bianca,s thoughts were toe ntens,
l. upon her own miserable condition for hel
2u to give an attentive ear to the rhassod,
er of the Wild Hunter. She threw a vacan
=, glance over the fading landscape; sh
all barely marked. the calm sleep of the wa
ne t.rs, glistenins with a thousand prismati
Ia tnts. She wondered not as her eve fel
ne uoon the lofty Jura mountains, piled on
sll Upon another, as If the tradition of th
ID Tltsns were realized, and na5ure ha
n succeeded in heapiDg Ossa upon Pelior
and Olympus spon Cssa. Zamiel recon
Quoted her to the lower part OF. the ruins
and showing her into dilapidated chan
al ber, bid her Tepose there, if she -coulc
Ill we have hant tonight Said he an
Mt will bring thee food, if thou needs mus
by live, but better it were for thee had
len thou in thine infancy repcsed in the tom
are f. OF thine ancestors
eet Weeks passed away. Blanca night
lat, heard around her dreary abode the shou
ear and peals Of laughter OF the fendish ere,
oke who assembled IN TIE valley on. the cbas
ity Fearful sounds were even at mid da
saw. heard among the crumbling ruins. Mi
of cry, hunger, the dampness of the chsu
,eat ber, and the torture Of an accusing col
and science, wasted the unfortunats girl aw:
ght 81 mere shadow Of her former self.
'ath Delirium game apaec, and Z4miel s1nil
,ant when be observed that bis victim W
ook tast approaching deaths door with It
re- cugSs of Heaven upon her.
the Hast thou ever marked the awt
eath gaalssty%of the stormY asked he one &
With as the wind was believing around I
she old pile. / love to behold the wrath
hieh1 con5cting elements. The psallng of thu
faint Ger Is music to me-, and the flicker
lips, ligatnings, though they strike me not
who theiT Aeeteourse, are pleasing to my e