Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1893-01-07

nov for more than four years for this
mlshap; that those dear to him may
barely live, to relieve himself from the
wolf iaBgs Of the usurer; and to re-
trieve himself from the favor Of this
grand Edinburgh lady. Many, silent,
dreadful are the tragedies Of this
life from the hccdlessuess and
the hearllessness OF tie rich aud
great
| added to his little store OF books.
helped u little IN other ways from my
own slender purse, but my heart aches
and my eyes mist IN the longing for
some good and powerful MANS there
not such Scotchman m Scotland ur
Amvrca3-to place this hind singer
where the song, ol his tender heart may
be made known TO all men. Nhtfevcr
my wandvrings my lead me, cannn,
but hear his Thrilling vOce IN Aud
Reckless pleasant thurOugnidres, ~ ,vv
him IN The little Glib, Euuy humi cell
sitting IN the sllrnceG ui MI, sighlluss
life, his faithful wife reading over and
over 10 nm the songs OF other men. ~
taking down The lines that crowd upon
his trembling tongue-'a trlnstendant
picture OF some modern Psome,hrus
bound
When tTamping upon the grand Scot.
tsh highways, and drawn from the road
tu III. fields b. some vagafiou, fancy,
thrilling sens Oi rNultilln comics in the
accidental discovery uisDme old Il inian
road You nave pcrhap, lc ped u wall
ana CONE upon 4 ragged hollow mi,
can be clearly traced, straight as nm
Hf.F a.
wOndfous fascination in this brsmble
covered ,wil. You potl e. about for
title, add II 81 IL paved vain huge stones.
beneath the rubbish Of lis sides
The sea itself hardly broke the line Of
III stout old artery, along which once
sufged the iron blood OF Rome. Stern
Agrlcola rode a, the head OF his legiuuS
past the very spot on which ,ou are
standing. Almost ceaseie,s tides Of
warriors swept over me ruud 10 Mont
Grampus, that ten thousand slain and
stark CaledonianS might form an ia.
passibie wall lr'Ofe the mist.wfc, tlcd
muunlains beyond.
Eighteen hundred years have passed
since Jealous Domitian rcCa led TO 70 ne
this inyincible leader OF ,teel-mliled
slauehlcrers, and the glowing pen OF
TaciuS told the surprising bravery Ol
the skin clad Mortimer who fell beneath
his onslaughts, but rs you logger upon
this old Roman way dreaming until The
sun is almost level with the lat mountain
tops, Naming their purple heather
maryclouSly count ess wrdths pass aud
rcpass In oldvn battle array,
Then that il IS the nineteenth and not
the lifst century upon which the sun IS
shiniup il recalled to you by the face Of
a keeny obServant but solemn collie
dor breaking between some Clumps Of
golden broom above YOU head. lie
has been mjnding a flock ui sheep.
grazing yonder on the brie side, and lie
has stepped aside for moment TO in
trrrupt your vagarOus mucies about
Agticola and all the other grim old
fellows OF his blood-lellIng time, and to
study your intentions and possibly ex
anime your credentials, You beg his
pardon for the trcspa,s leap the wal to
The highway again gaze back dosn the
valley upon a score OF rcdrooled ham
lets; push forward to the wayslde inn
where YOU are 10 larry; and. hyiween
the walls Of It's huge chamber you
march In dreams from the seven HIS
to the Giampians, with mailed hosts aud
forests OF speats. along that OLD Roman
Road throughout the llvelong nlRhL
EDGAR l., WAkLAAH'