The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1878-02-16
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have .COrched and shriyellsd him up in a
moment. 4,
Ethan Brand stood erect, and raised
his arms on high. The blue flames
played upon his face, and impaired the
wild and gkastly light which alone could
have suited its expression; 1t was that Of
fend on the verge Of plunging into his
gulf Of intensest torment.
40 Mother Earth" cried he, aWho art
no more my Mother, and into whose bos-
ON this frame shall be resolved! o man.
kind, whose brotherhood l have cast of,
and trampled thy great heart beneath
my feet D stars Of heaven that shone on
me Of old, as II to light me onward and
upward = farewell all, and forever !!
Come, deadly element Of Fire-hence.
forth my familiar friend Embrace me,
as do theep
That night the sound Of fearful peal
Of laughter rolled heavily through the
sleep Of the lime, and his little
son; dim shapes Of horror and anguish
haunted their dreams, and seemed still
present in the rude hoyel when they
opened their eyes to the daylight.
up, boy, upp cried the lime-burner,
staring about him. "Thank Heaven, the
night ia gone at last; and rather than
pass such another, | would watch my
kiln, wide awake, for twelve.
month. This Ethan Brand, with his
humbug OF an objectionable Sin has done
me no suca mighty favor in taking my
placer
BE issued from the hut, followed by
little Joe, who kept fast hold Of his faith.
er's hand. The early sunshine was al
ready pouring It's gold upon the noun.
tain tops; and though the valleys were
still in shadow, they smiled cheerfully
In the promise Of the bright day that was
Fastening onward. The yillBge, com.
pletely shut in by hills which swelled
away gently about it, looked as II 1t had
rested peacefully in the hollow OF the
great hand Of Providence. Every dwell.
Ing was distinctly visible; the little spires
Of the churches pointed upwards, and
caught a iore.glimmering brightness
from the sun.gilt skies upon their gilded
weathercocks The tRyerntwas astir, and
the figure Of the old smoke.dried stage
agent, cigar in mouth, we seen beneath
the stoop. Old Grayiock was giorified
with golden cloud upon his head.
likewise over the breasts OF the
mountains, there were
heaps Of hoary mist in fantastic shapes,
some OF them far down into the valley,
others high up towards the submits, and
still others, OF the same family Of mist or
cloud, towering in the gold radiance Of
the upper atmosphere. Stepping from
one to another Of the clouds that rested
on The hills, and thence to the loitier
brotherhood that sailed in air, II seemed
almost as il mortal man might thus as
cend into the heavenly regions. Earth
was go mingled with sky that il was
10 look at it.
To supply that charm OF the familiar |
and homely, which Nature so readily
adopts into q scene like this, the stage
roach was rattling down the mountain |
road, and the driver sounded his horn,
while echo caught up the notes, and in.
tertwined them in rich and varied and
elaborate harmony, Of which the original
performer could lay claim to a little
share. The great hills played concert
amongst themselves, each contributing
Itrain OF airy sweetness.
Little Joe's face frightened at once.
"Dear father, 'cried he skipping cheer.
ily to and iro, "and the sky and the
N mountains all ssem glad OF itp
"Yes,n growled the llme.burner with
an oath, F" but he has let the FIRE go down.
,nd no thanks TO him il five hundred
bushels Of lime are not spoiled. I'LL
catch the fellow bereabouts sgain, ! shall
EEL like tossing him into the furnacel'
With his long pole in his hand, he as.
,ended 10 the top Of the kiln. After y
pause, lie called 10 his son.
"Come up here, Joel" said he.
So little Joe ran up the hillock, and
stood by his fathers aide. The marble
was all burnt into perfect, snow white
lime. But on its surface, in the midst OF
he circle,--snow.white too, and thor.
oughly converted into lime,-lay a hu-
man skeleton, in the attitude Of a person
who, after long toll, lies down to long re-
pose. Within the riba-strange to say
was the shape Of human heart.
"Was the fellows heart made OF mar.
ble?' cried Bertram, in some perplexity |
At this phenomenon. "At any rate, il Is
burnt into what looks like special good
lime; and, taking all the bones together,
my kiln is half bushel the richer for |
him."
So saying, the rude lime.burner lifted |
bis pole, and, letting 1t fall upon the skel.
eton, the relics Of Ethan Brand were
crumbled into fragments.