The Albany register. [volume] (Albany, Or.) 1868-18??, 1871-06-03

And tben to consien the dcspairing
,o..;.la,, ~ Ne attic, With Cruel and
wa,er. But 7 would not dosthis ! re-
solved to display my christian foroear-
800 trusting to their good sense that
an would come out right IN the end
JTnsophisticated, wasn't to trust to
tho GOOD sense of pair of lovers.
week later. was sitting alone In
tho library. The sun was setting, and as
its last rays looked lovingly on the dis
tant mountain-top, then sank into a sea
of gold, my thoughts went back to my far
away childhood, when I really believed
that its parting smile was the light that
radiated from the Home Of the Blest,
when the gate of Heaven was opened to
receive creations lamp Then from my
childhood through my youth, my busy
manhood, memory led me on until I
dwelt with proud satisfaction on my
present position. The shades of twilight
were gathering around, and was in that
delicious dreamy state, half way between
sleeping and waking, when was aroused
by hearing three gbostly sounding raps
above me, and a scpulehral voice calling
my name. | am not superstitious, but
that voice, SO different from any ever
heard before, frightened me. But after
moments reflection, concluded that
it was only some one trying to amuse
himself at my expense. went into the
parior. No one was there excepting
| Erna.
/ rs there any one but ourselves in the
| house ?"
''No, uncle" she replied. looking up in
i l.. 4
ssOh nothing. only thought heard
some one up stairs, little while ago. >
s'There is no one but ourselves and the
servants But have learned the song
you brought me yesterday. Shall ! sing
it for you ?''
The spirit of music exercised the spirit
of evil, and by the close of the evening
had almost forgotten my singular adven-
ture.
The next day Frank called to see ne
We were the best friends Jet. He did
not cherish any resentment against me
We were in the library, when again
that mysterious voice was heard.
started up, thoroughly alarmed"
"What is that ?" | asked Frank. "Dio
you hear anything ?"
sNo, what kind of a thing? What i:
/ the matter ~
Nothing" replied, not wishing tt
show the terror l felt. ssI am little
morose to day. 1t will pass away direct
ly."
But it did not pass away. The mex
morning, at the breakfast table, heart
the voice again this time pronouncins
. the solemn warning. Prepare for thin
end"
looked at Erna. She had not heart
+ il evidently.
This continued for week, but no on
; else ever heard it. 1 knew that M,
/ earthly course was nearly ended. Ever,
j day felt life slipping away from me. A
last there came day thought would b
my last.
s1s there anything I can do for you
any provision can make for your com
: fort?" I asked of Erna, after I ha
told her that must leave her so soon.
! "Oh, dear uncle !" she sobbed, behiu
, the little eobweb she called handker
: chief. stNothing can be of any value t
me, when you are gone.
, sent her away from me then, and sen
, q messenger for Frank. As he came
my side, l clasped his hand in mine an
said. nDo you still love Erna ?"
Better than my life" he replied in a
earnest tone, that convinced me of hi
/ sincerity.
s.The scales have fallen from my eyes
As | near the boundary of the unseel
) land my vision becomes clearer, and al
enabled to see many things differentl
, from what / have ever done before.
knew. now, that it was wrong to part 20:
, and Erna. shall soon be gone, and N,
poor little dove will have no protector
| 1t she loves you / give her to you, ant
/ may you be happy
, Ny kindest, dearest friend ! i canno
thank you as you deserve. But it may
not be US you think. You may live Il
see the happiness you have conferred OF
me. Ifyou would have medical advice.
"No, no." interrupted, ssit will 500
be all over-with me. have felt since
FIRST heard that warning, that my day
were numbered.
.Do you pledge your word that
whether you live or die, Ezra shall b
mite ]"
..Yes, cannot trifis in SO solemn a
hour"
WAS this the sound you heard 2"
Again that voice fell upon my ear.
.There it.isagain," gasped, feebly.
sCalm your fears" said he. 'tYo'
must know that / have been taking les
sons of a vcntriloquist. When you re
fused to let me have Erna, I resolved {
j make you revoke that decision. l kne,
OF no way to do it but to work upon you
fears, SO muttered the words that hav
} frightened you so. Dear Mr.. Stanwood
don't be very angry. You know every
thing is fair in love or war"
Jupiter Ammon! Wasn't furious
/ lay there for about ten seconds, glarin
in impotent rage at Frank hail. At tn
end Of that time. young man Nigh