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His fine glossy halir of the raven's hue, folded in profuse tresses over a hpad, worthy for a sculptor's model, and clustered around a forehead, unrivalled for form or beauty, contrasting finely with their snowy raating«place, and almost reached the luxuriant, ebon brows which bdrdered those noble features, and meeting over a nose inclining to the Roman. , " Oh, why, why, did not the Fate* order it otherwise? he moaned to himself, as he sat in hitter musing one dear, calm night, by tfie side of the flowing Rhine. Why was not my father a noble, my mother a queen ? Why was not noble blood poured into these throbbing veins, and a coronet of nobility bound on this aching brow ?— Oh, thou who holdest the destinies of nations, of worlds, of immeasurable space, at thy command ! why dids't thou not place my station among the great, the honored of the land ? But, vanity, vanity— all is vanity. " Oh, Rosabel f" continued the excited and maddened youth, stretching his hands towards the castle which stood in full view, I love you, how madly, how vainly, how hopelessly, I, wretched I, alone can feel, for thou art noble and highborn, and Herman is a beggar." "Noble, generous youth !" he cried,grasping his hand when they stepped on shore, who, who art thou, that host so boldly snatched me from a premature death 1" ho displayed so much talent, he was recommended by Mr. Poinsett, Secretary of War, ■ to Nicollet a* hia assistant, in the survey of the bason of the upper Mississippi. Two years hrD was with that learned man in hia field labors, and he won hia applause and friendship. On hia return to Washington he continued hia aervicea to the geogjfcpher for two years longer, in drawing up from his field book, the great map which unfolded to acienoe the vast track they had ex. plored. Thirsting for adventure, he now planned the First of those diatant and perilous Expeditions which gave luatre to hia name. Having received a Lieutenant's commission in the Corps of Topographical Engineers, he propoaed to the Secretary of War to penetrate the Rocky Mountains. Hia plan was approved, and in 1842, with a handful of man gathered on the Missouri frontier, he reached and explored the South Pass. He achieved more than his instructions required. He not otfly fixed the locality and character of that great Paas, through which myriads are now pressing to California—he defined the astronomy, geography, botony, geology, and meteorology of the country, and designated the route still followed, and the points from which the flag of the Union is now flying from a chain of wilderness fortresses. Hia Report was printed by the Senate, translated into foreign languages and the Scientific world looked on Fremont as one of its benefactors. Impatient however, for broader and more hazardous fields, he planned a new expedition to the distant Territory of Oregon. His first had carried him to the summit of the Rocky Mountains. Wilkes had surveyed the tide water regions of the Columbia River : between the two explorers lay a tract of a thousand miles which wasa blank in geograpliy. In May, in 1843, he left the frontier of Missouri, and in November he stood on Fort Vanoouv«r, with the calm waters of the. Pacific at his feet. He had approached the mountains by a , new line, scaled their summit south of the South Pass, deflected to the Great Salt Lake, and pushed examinations right and left along his entire course. He joined his survey to Wilkes' Exploring Expedition, and his orders were fulfilled. But he had opened one route to the Columbia, and he wished to find another. There was a 'vast region south ofhis line, invested with a fabulous interest, and he longed to apply to it the test of exact science. It was beginning of winter. Without resources, adequate supplies, or even a guide, and with only twenty-five companions, he turned his face once more towards the Rocky Mountains. Then began that wonderful Expedition, filled with romance, achieved, daring and suffering; in which he was lost from the world nine months traversing 3,- 500 miles, in sight of eternal snows: in which he explored and revealed the grand features of Alta California, its great basin, the Sierra Nevada, the Valleys of San Joaqubi and Sacramento, exploded the fabulous Buenaventura, revealed the real Eldorado, and established the Geography of the western part of our continent. In August 1844, he was again in Washington, af. ter an absence of sixteen months. His Report put the seal to the fame of the ypung explorer. He was, planning a third expedition while writing a history of the seoond; and before its publication in 1845, he was again on his way to the Pacific, collecting his mountain comrades; to examine in detail, the Asiatic Slope of the N. A. Continent, which resulted in giving, a vatume of new Scienoe to the world, and California to the United States. We cannot trace his achievements during the war with Mexico, nor will future times inquire how many,-nor how great battles he fought. After the conquest of California, Fremont was made the victim of,a quarrel between two American Commanders like Columbus, he was brought home a prisoner, over the vast territory he had explored; stripped by a Court-martial of his LieutenanUCelonel of Mounted Riflemen, and reinstated by the ; President. Fremont needed justice, not meroy, and he returned bis His defence was worthy of a man of honor, genius and learning. During the ninety days ot his trial, his nights were given to Science...... Thus ended his services to the Government—but not to mankind. He was now a private citieen, and a poor man. Charleston offered him a lucrative office, which he refused. He had been brought a criminal from California, when he had been Explorer, Conqueror, fencemaker, Governor. He determined to retrieve his honor on the field where he had been robbed of it. One line more Would, complete his surveys—the route for a great road from the Mississippi to San Francisco. Again he appeared on the Far West. His old mountaineers flocked around him, and with 33 men, and 130 mules, perfectly equiped, he started for the Pacific. On the Sierra San Juan, all his mules nnd a third of his men perished in a more than Russian cold; and Fremont arrived on foot at Santa Fe, stripped of everything but OTTO'S?®! 8888WS, vious view. FftlNTSD AMD POW.IM£» Wrm.T *T «. M. Rlchart * H. ». Phillips. a beloved friend in a land of strangers, and tbe next moment I felt my hand warmly My train of meditation was however not suffered to be long continued. A tap at the door, and the next instant my early friend and boyhood's companion entered and stood before me. Again he welcomed me to his abode, and expressed the real delight and satisfaction he enjoyed in having me for his gueat, and again I felt a thrilling pleasure in being in the society of my warmest truest friend. But, Ofiet West sUt of Main Street, second Story of ike "Long Store" of Winer Cf- Wood. grasped by tM interrogator. " My name is Herman Hobenfeldr, noble Count." " I received your letter, said he, and have been on ths lookout for you, ever sines, and for the last two nights have I been disappointed !fi not meeting you here; but nothing can exceed the pleasure I feel in once more embracing the companion of my youth. But came let's pipceed homeward," and giving the landlord some directions concerning my baggage, we walked arm in arm, to ty friend's residence. Having arrived we found the house desolate, the family hwing long since retired. We sat down a pleasant parlor Tfcs "OiXrm" » pubtiahed erery Friday, at Two • Doiun per annum. Two Dollars awD FlfTT | Cents wUl be charged if not paid within the " Ha 1 I am not unknown to thee. Dost thou live in the neighborhood ? brave boy." Me paper will he discontinued until all arrearages are paid. . Advertisements are inserted conspicuously at Oms Dolla» per square of fourteen lines for | three insertions; and TwENrr-nv* Ccnts ad" ditional for every subsequent insertion. A lib" arai deduction to those who advertise for sut " Yes my lord, here I first beheld the light. My parents live in yonder cottage."" Come, says he, I am in haste to introduce you to my family,and breakfast is waiting. I had anticipated a fine morning's walk with you before sunrise, but in oonsidsration of the fatigue and loss of rest, which you have endured, I felt pity for you and left you enjoying your repose, undisturbed."" What, Hobenfeldt didst thou say 1 Ah, I know thy father well. He is an honest man, and well deserves so gallant a son But methinks," he continued, scanning the striking features of th« handsome youth, " the badge of knighthood would be more fitting to thee than the humble pedigree thou boastest." month* or th« whole year. ... , tob Work.—Ws hare connected with box estab- Ushment a well (elected assortment of Jos Ttm, ' which will enable us to execute, in tk« neatest ' style, svery variety of printing. Being practical * winters ourselves, we can afford to do work on a* reasonable terms as any other office in the county. All letters and communications addressed to the gazette must b« m*t paid, and endorsed by a responsible name, to receive attention. His complexion was clear and fair, and the rose of health, exercise and temperance, sat gracefully on'his cheek. His mouth was perfect to a fault, filled with pearlrof inoompeted brilliancy, the alight ourl of the lip told that a sense of honorable pride dwelt in his bosom, and the rounded chin showed that good natare predominated within. His disposition was naturally inclined to gaiety, and his vivaeity and flow of good spirits was the life and delight of all with whom he held social intercourse. Such was Herman Habenfeldt, and chatted over old asaciations, until the marble time-piece on th mantel chimed the hour of two, and startld at the ad vance- " Nothing would have given me more pleasure, dear Ned, than a saunter before the tun had set on his golden track, thro' this delightful place; and as a favour I entreat that our first ramble may be to visit yonder enchanted spot," said 1 pointing at the same (Irhe to the weather beaten walls, of the lofty edifice on the mountain He repeated the last strain with emphatic bitterness, and pressing his hands first, tightly over his wild heart as if to cease its violent pulsation, and then clasping his heated and distracted brow, he murmured, " Oh, whither, whither, shall I turn!"— My heart is well nigh bursting, writhing with anguish, my frame is on fjre, tortured with agony. Oh, this is insupportable !" and the suffering youth sunk senseless upon the earth. How long he remained in this state he knew not, but when he opened his eyes again, the first object that met their gaze was the clear, full moon, beaming upon him with her mild, effulgent rays. He started at the strangeness of his position, and it was some moments ere he could recall his confused ideas sufficiently to realize the state of things connected wjth him. After a pause he arose, but his head reeled, and he was under the necessity of sitting down again. He. managed, however, to crawl to the water's edge, and bathing his head and temples he was revived. He got up and staggered, but presently he regained his equilibrium and prepared to return home,. He looked at his watch, it was midnight. He gazed around, all was resting in deep, solemn stillness. The glorious moon was sailing in serene majesty through the studded canopy above.— The night breeze wafted its cool, refreshing breath over his form and fanned his fevered brow. He was himself again. The tempest which had raged within was lull'd to repose ; the wild delirium had subsided; the pulses of his heart were more regular. A quiet calm had succeeded the fearful hurricane qf his soul. "Perhaps so,"said Herman, slightly coloring, while an expression of pain passed over his countenance," but fate thought otherwise." ment of the night my frieA conducted me to my chamber, and bidding me a cheer- All good night left me to rtxDse and my own reflections. HENHY CLAY. [Written after his Speech on the Compromise ] " Humph f it may be so. But here we are both dripping, said the Count, suddenly recalled to his situation by a shivering sensation. Come to the castle to-morrow morning early, without fail, brave Herman, and now good night. Hie thee home, for surely thou hast done a good deed. But for'you these dark waves would now roll over me, and the old count shuddered with the thought. But it is over now. Don't forget to-morrow !" and count Lindendorf moved towards the castle, while Herman sought his own humble home. But sleep had long since fed my eyelids. The excitement and varftIS emotions sr r. 1. OTTiaSON. at nineteen. I had undergone, had banished!] thoughts And he had been happy. Under the paternal roof his childhood had sped away, unheeded and unnoticed by the happy, careless boy. The idol of all who came in contact with him; won by his beauty and engaging deportment; he lived but to be loved. The well-spring of his yonng heart was ever bubbling up and overflowing with affection. Old Nkstor of Freedom! again in the breach, Where the miners of Faction are sappingthe wall; Agam, by the magical tones of Us speech, Arresting the sword that was hastening to fall I With the frost of a century blanching hia brow, With the sands of his life running graveward apace, of slumber and seating myself at the open window, I soon lost myself in cntemplating the scene laid out to my fu| view. Nothing could surpass the magnlcenee, the granduer of the place. The pldh, the river and the mountain, all, resting ivdeep solumn stillness, made the still undirrtjjthed rays of night's glorious illuminator |tnd what had before escaped my obseva. tion, in consequence of a surrounding thlk. et was the site of an old dilapidated sion, grown black with age and timefrowning as in defiance, from the bftieai point of the steep, almost perpeniiculafr declivity on which it rested. I gffcCd until my eyes grew dim. This was totjhing on the romantic, thought I, some old has buried himself and his coffers il yonder wild, dreary abode, remote from tV world and its temptations; hoarding his wealth, useless to himself and the immunity, with jealous care; gloating ofer his gulden treasure with greedy eye, it to his bosom; worshipping it as liisQod. Oh! sordid, despicable avarice, why dost thou find a resting place in (id's noblest work, man's besom ? \ But thought I, again, it may be a vent, a second Notr* Dame, where theV vout nuns have resigned the world and C foibles, and dedicated their lives and devC tion to piety, and to the glorification of ev top. " Most willingly Harry, will I conduct you thither, and I promise you that your enthusiastic temperament will be gratified, and your admiration not lessened when you hear the history of that venerable pile, and the interesting and romantio events connected with the Hermit's Tomb. But suppress your inquiries, as I already see that your curiosity is excited, and think no more about it until to-morrow morning, and como away to breakfast," and he laughingly grasped my hand, and literally dragged me along. I found my friend's family, which consisted of his wife, a charming and elegant woman, and two sweet cherubs, every thing that I could desire. The day passed pleasantly ; but nevertheless my eyes often wandered to the mountain top, indicating a curiosity which 1 could scarcely repress, and more than rose in niy bosom. But I stifled the inquiries which hung on my lips, and with the patience of a martyr awaited the time of disclosure. I retired early, and slept soundly, and at the first peep of Aurora, I was up and blithe as a lark. My patience was severely trieg„by the nop-appea ranee of Ned ; each moment seemed an age, and 1 was on the point of sending him a summons, when he opened the door. His soul nsver answered more nobly than now The cry of his country, the call of hia race! n. Old Nestor of Freedom! His oracles coma From a heart that hath ever been Liberty's shrine, And strike the base plotters of treachery dumb, By a fervor of Eloquence almost divine ! Thrice piloted safe through Charybdis by him, His Country, in peace, has forgot him as oft; But his fame is the World's, and shall never grow dim, [sloft, WhOe the Stars and the Stripes shall be gleaming hi. But youth's golden days had come, and youth's golden dreams had begun. Bright visions, beautiful ideals, thoughts unspoken, flitted through his brain. He viewed the happy, unclouded future through a golden veil ; all was bright, all was beautiful, all was happiness. With truth does the inspired Campbell aay in his ' Pleasures of Hope'— "Portune surely smiles upon me, soliliquised the young man, as he was wending hit way, but one short month ago, »I saved the daughter from a horrible fate, and now, through my instrumentality the father has escaped premature death. Who knows but my wildest, almost hopeless hopeD may yet be realized." And with a cheerful countenance he entered his father's cottage. Old Nestor of Freedom I How glorious he stands, Unmoved by the smile and unawed by the frown, With the fate of a people, a world, in his hands, • At his will to arise, or forever go down! Our old Cindrnatus, in all but the Chair; God aid him, God guide hiui, Oodkeep him from harm ! " Thus with delight we linger to survey The promised joys of life's unmeasured way, Thus from afar each dim discovered scene More pleasing seems than all the rest hath been, And tvtrf form that fancy can repair From dark oblivion, glows divinely there. What potent spirit guide* the raptured eye To pierce the shades of dim futurity,1 Can wisdom lend, with nil her heavenly power, The pledge of Joy's anticipated hour 1 Ah,no! she darkly sees the fate of man, Her dim hori»n bounded to a span; Or if she hold an image to her visw, 'Tis Nature's picture too severely true. With thee,'sweet Hope ! resides the heavenly light, That pours remotest rapture to the sight Thine is the charm of lift's bewilderd way, That calls each slumbering paswon into play." While he is retiring to the haunt of dreams let me relate the incident to which he had alluded. One morning about four weeks back from this time, Herman was walking thro' Lindendorf Park to a neighboring village, and accidentally met with Rosabel, whom he had not seen, since a child, in consequence of her residing entirely with an aunt ip the highlands of Scotland. She was in the act of stepping over a half rotten log, 1dien Herman espied a hideous snake coiled round a branch of the prostrate tree, and with head erect, and hissing tongue, was ejfeing the unsuspecting girl with, malignant gaze and the next moment would have darted at her, but for the thundering voice of the youth. If the battle shall sound, and our Nestor be there, Our Union will mock at the traitor's alarm. Written expressly for the Pittston Gazette. €\)t Srrmtfa Comb. BY MlflB LUCY XXH8Y t WW AS night, a glorious, heavenly night a in the balmy month of June,—when I for tha first time, entered a certain quiet tillage situated between two atreama, which unite and form one 6f the noblest rivers of our Glorious Republic. ery saint in the Calender; and«away froi " Hey day, good morning Harry, up al- the busy turmoil and confusion of this giruready 7 The enslaving chains of Morpheful and crime-hardened regions, they can Vis oould not exercise their magic influenoe enjoy their pious devotions in a holier »ver you sufficiently to keep yoy in thralsphere, and the quietude of nature unin- V*"1' thi* fin6 1 am 8lad of il» errupted. nd to if you are ready, we will at once Lost in a devout reverie, in rumimting foceed on our tour and deal with myster " Ah, daceitiu), misleading, false vision ! Thousands, once revelling in Anticipated happiness, buoyed up by the joys thou promiaest, when viewing the dim vist* of futurity, illuminated by thy false lamp's flickering glance, now,— I said he prepared to return home, but still he lingered as if by some powerful spell. " I know not why it is," he murmured, ' but I cannot leave this place, something eems to hold me against my will," and is he spoke, he cast his eyes over the dark vaters. A black speck caught his gaze, ind he watohed it with attention. Presjntly he heard the splashing of oars, and he tnew at ouce that it was a small batteau with a solitary passenger. Ho watched it »arnestly, for he saw by the irregular management of the oars, and the unsteady movement of the boat, that the oarsman did not understand his business. It had now reached the middle of the current, and by an awkward move of the oars, the bark was turned to one side, and its helpless occupant with a loud shriek, was precipitated into the elements. Herman had feared this, and he had prepared to render assistance. He had divested himself of his coat, boots and cap, and no sooqer did he notice the fatal turn of the batteau, than he bounded into the waves, and being an expert swimmer, in a moment he had reached the spot. The unfortunate waterman rose to the surface just as he arrived and Herman grasping him by the collar kept his head above water." Forbear, lady, step back, or destruction will ensue." And startled, she looked around and beheld the menacing attitude of the venomous reptile. With a piercing shriek, she fled back a few paces, but fright had so overpowered her, that she fell insensible on the ground, while the disappointed and no doubt seared serpent, hastily made his retreat into the bushes. The Goddess of Night was sailing in all her glorious majesty, through the higharched canopy of Heaven, beaming in delicious lustre, and lending a double enchantment to the delightful scene spread out below; and the ten thousand stars which followed in her train, and studded the firmament like so many gems, appear, ed to me like the eyes of Guardian Angels, ■et to watch the slumbers of earth, while wrapped in forgetfulriess and sweet repose. on the follies and weaknesses of mankLd, a lethargic sensation imperceptibly tde .1." We vet out) and after crossing the river, Start with bursting hearts for ever more, To curse the ran that lights their shore. But youth was dawning into manhood. Ambition had commenced her reign in the mind of young Herman. orer me, and throwing myself on the coch, was soon wTap'l in the arms of morphas, to»k a circuitous path which led to (he pl«e of destination, as it wn impossible to tired nature's drowsy God, and sweetestorer, balmy sleep: and I dreamed the jutting rocks, and take a direct and perpendicular course up the steep and Endowed with all the gift* that nature could bestow upon him, he had discovered what he had never thought of before. He found that he was poor. Dame fortune had not smiled so graciously upon him, as Madame Nature .had. The former h«d dealt unkindly with him, and he resented it. His hitherto inactive spirit was roused. The energies of his mind were set to work. that I dwelt in marble balls) but) of rov rugied ascent. ing through wild, untrodden paths, and | When we arrived there we proceeded to exploring the private entrances, and hiddet examine the ancient structure and it was precincts of some ancient castle long sinctiudeed an object worthy of contemplation, reoorded in the annals of history, anJ'jut what was my surprise to see everything Ii this wild and sequestered spot, 111 the order, and die surrounding grounds in *high state of cultivation. An elegant Herman hastened to her and raised her from the earth, while he shouted to a servant who was then crossing the park, and who in a few moments procured some water from a rivulet, which meandered close by, and in a Utile while hid the satisfaction of saeing her restored to consciousness. She blushed deeply as she encountered the expressive eyes of her deliverer bending over her but hastily rising from her reclining posture, she thanked him with an eloquence and grace that rested on his memory forever. She inquired his name, but for undefinable reasons he forbore telling her. The »cene was inexpressibly beautiful. The clear, full moot), innumerable brilliant stars, and cloudless expanse above; the two noble streams laving into one broad, calm, unruffled bosom below ;the towering mountain with its impenetrable rocks, worn gTay by Time, and its lofty precipice frightful to gaze upon, rising giganticly out of the elements beneath; the quiet village resting in unbroken and death-like stillness; for sleep, balmy sleep had hushed every murmur and unnerved every hand. The noon of night had already come and gone» The laborer wan. resting on his straw, unmindful of his eatres, forgetting his toils in hia happy dreams; and the man of luxury was reclining on bis downy couch, perhaps not quite so free from corroding fears and rankling conscience. whose walls had witnessed generation after generation of descendants, from one noble stock, until time had mouldered its founda- tions and crumbled tbe pedestals which had 8!en in the rear of the building evinced supported its massy bulk for centuries: and A taste and care of a practical florist, now stood in submissive resignation, hum- ar*tye scrupulous exactness of the situably awaiting some devastating hurricane, ''°\f each tree and shrub, showed that to hurl it from its base, and precipitate it »ei V labor or attention had been spared and its formerly boasted stronghold to the 'n this little paradise. earth. And I dreamed—Cwhile I waa con. passed along the winding walks, templating this victim of hoary time, that all °f hich terminated in the centre of an angel of lovliness in woman's form, we readied an alcove shaded emerged from one of its portals, but on be- by willows, whose overhangs holding an intruder in that hallowed, boun- bral»es intermingled and mournfully dary, she started like a frightened fawn, shaded Vblet of white marble, resting on and fled precipitately, and waa soon lost to f°ur co'\ns, underneath which was a view, among tbe thousand windings and Krean niCV), strewed with wreaths of recesses which filled that enchanted place. A0*®** plucked, judging from But my golden dream waa broken. The their at once something told surprise of meeting so: unexpectedly, with me that the spot—the. Hermit's this beautiful and angelic apparition, proba- Tomb. 4 lectured aright and we sat bly buried alive in that dreary enclosure, down and m^ieBd commenced his promhad agitated me to auch « degree that 1 i8ed narrative awoke. " aV century ago this edifice Daylight had ceme and the golden-hair- waaconstructeynj these grounds laid out ed monarch of the isky had long since left by the hand wL jg nov|r mouldering behis oriental couch, and tinged the horizon neath that, Herman Hobenfeldt, with his lustrous and invigorating beams, waa the oldest sif #n honest but humble and already stood high in the cloudless, family on the bcys 0f the Rhine. He heavens; slumber's chains which had bound was one of God' ill my senses, were broken; consciousness that was "" vas and animation were once more restored to combine) reamy bewildered faculties, and power and ted or not motion to my listless limbs. I awoke in a away w that state of perplexity, and could Scarcely real- once hC w it lige the true position I occupied. But a Tew when 1 chmomenta sufficed to collect my thoughts fessly j atateand recollect where I was. I arose, arid ly in de gentle, hastily arranging my toilet resumed J he ness ar me' «eat I had occupied a few hours previqus, with in and once mora lost myself in contemplation beautifu of the scene which had culatea al and mental organs, since the first mo- ;»nd love ! ments I had b?h?ld it, and none of the en hidden And what incentive had urged him to this revolution of feeling 1 He had ever been happy and contented with his humble lot, never repining at his fate until the day he first cast his eyes on the beauteous Rosabel, only child and heiress of Count Lindendorf, a haughty noble residing in the neighborhood. That event fast sowed the seeds of discontent in his hitherto peaceful bosom, and bitterly he lamented his limited circumstances and humble lineage. He however buried his reflections deep in his own breast, knowing full well, that a knowledge or disclosure of them to his honored parents, would be an unlooked for stroke and wring their old heartii'trith anguish, wrth6Ut advancing a whit to the accomplishment efhis heart's yearning. But Hope held out her flattering and alluring torch. He was .yet a youth- Nineteen summers only had fchad their ravol,ving lystres over his spotless brpw, and the mistress of his early affections, the bewitching Rosabel, had yet to number sixteen. There was yet hope. He would leave his humble home, the humble cottage of his birth, the scenes of his childish sports, the fond heaifti of hi* kindred, ■ and launch into the great world, the amphitheatre of: the universe, the arena of Iffe. Hi would combat with fortune and rendwh. ' He would win laurels of gtory and return only to lay them at Rosabel's feet. Fitted wjtfc thepe sanguine hopes, the enthusiastic lover would aoraetimsa farget the stern reality in the auspicious ideal. But (hen, again, would come momenta, bitter moments, when dreary double would I crowd upon bis brain, and dark misgivings harrow up bis soul. From that moment Herman's destiny was fixed. From that hour he had no thought, but Rosabel was connected with it, "Can you swim ?" Herman shouted to the almost senseless old man, and "No, no," came from his lips in an agonized brpatb, while he eyed Herman with a sup. plicating expression. (To he continued next week.) John Charles Fremont Bom in South Carolina, A. D. 1813. The wide-spreading valley along the Northern branch, with its smiling gardens, and orchards, promising abundance; its heavily ladeii grain-fields bending beneath their wealth of product, almoet ready for the reaper's hand, and showing the mercy of an all-wise and all-powerful God, to hik erring, forgetful and ungrateful creatures, afford a striking contrast to tfeevcene, oppomuThe feet of three men have pressed the slopes of the Rocky Mountains, whose names are associated forever with those vast ranges : Humboldt, the Nestor of scientific travellers; Audubon, the interpreter of Nature, and Fremont, the Pathfinder of empire. Each has done much to illustrate the Natural History of North America, and to develops its' resources. The youngest of all is likely to become as illustrious as either, for fortune has linked his name with a scene in the history of the Republic, as startling to the world as the first announcement of its existence. To his hands was committed the magnificent task of opening the golden gates of our Pacific empire. His father was an emigrant gentlemen from France, and his mother a lady of Virginia. Although his death leA his son an orphan in his fourth year, he was thoroughly educated ; and when at the age of seventeen, he graduated at Charleston College, he contributed to the support of his mother and her youngest children. Ffrom teaching mathematics be turned his attention tp Civil Engineering, in which The water where they were. was deep, so deep that Herman could not touch bottom. The old roan was large and heavy, and clung to the youth with a force so desperate that they almost sank together.— The boat yes moving away further and further with the rapidity of the current, but, fortunately it was not capsized. No time was to be lost, either sink or swim thought Herman as he laid hold of his feeble charge, and with a vigorous effort they reached the boat, and jumping in himself dragged the helpless victim after him, and in a few moments they were landed in safety. Well, it was my first vjsit to ****, and as I alighted from the clumsy ooach which had carried me thither, and noticed the quietude which reigned around, I felt a degree of loneliness which I had never experienced before. My follow.passengers all left me, each seeking his raspectiv« home, and I, with the tifceptlon of the cdafihman, was left alone. Presently, however the hall door of the inn opericd, and several persons issued therefrom. 01 4 blest tpecimens. gO°dD *'W wm beautiftil ' in him. eye that once iDis »trikir^C0D(0ur1 turned th jndiffeipe. The ear jrd the-»u«Y y, voice, kne eard again. Y erect and ma •oportloned, tending and r neanour, ,miiV| with f d suavity of 8eidbrn he sterner sex ; Vrriiy trie t as the poet's diL he w#f to Inspire respeet.V a(Jmr V#il6d, 'Mid" MMMpi •y the depth of »hf Uping U Not a word was exchanged until they reashftd the shore,(but what were the fee-* linga of Hobenfeldt when he scanned his companion to iind that it was the aid Count Lindeodorf, the father ofCRo*bel, *vhon» he had rescued from » watery grave. ,He howover restrained;his feelings from bursting forth,, and the Count was the first to i break the siltnce. i " Mm Henry Beaufort *rri*ed V cried ' a ittwily,-good humored voice, which sent • thrill through my very soul, for years had pawed since that voice had burst upon my ear. £ inmost ;#h®»
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Title | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal |
Masthead | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal, Volume 1 Number 9, September 27, 1850 |
Volume | 1 |
Issue | 9 |
Subject | Pittston Gazette newspaper |
Description | The collection contains the archive of the Pittston Gazette, a northeastern Pennsylvania newspaper published from 1850 through 1965. This archive spans 1850-1907 and is significant to genealogists and historians focused on northeastern Pennsylvania. |
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Date | 1850-09-27 |
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Description
Title | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal |
Masthead | Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal, Volume 1 Number 9, September 27, 1850 |
Volume | 1 |
Issue | 9 |
Subject | Pittston Gazette newspaper |
Description | The collection contains the archive of the Pittston Gazette, a northeastern Pennsylvania newspaper published from 1850 through 1965. This archive spans 1850-1907 and is significant to genealogists and historians focused on northeastern Pennsylvania. |
Publisher | Pittston Gazette |
Physical Description | microfilm |
Date | 1850-09-27 |
Location Covered | United States; Pennsylvania; Luzerne County; Pittston |
Type | Text |
Original Format | newspaper |
Digital Format | image/tiff |
Identifier | PGS_18500927_001.tif |
Language | English |
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Contact | For information on source and images, contact the West Pittston Public Library, 200 Exeter Ave, West Pittston, PA 18643. Phone: (570) 654-9847. Email: wplibrary@luzernelibraries.org |
Contributing Institution | West Pittston Public Library |
Sponsorship | This Digital Object is provided in a collection that is included in POWER Library: Pennsylvania Photos and Documents, which is funded by the Office of Commonwealth Libraries of Pennsylvania/Pennsylvania Department of Education. |
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His fine glossy halir of the raven's hue, folded in profuse tresses over a hpad, worthy for a sculptor's model, and clustered around a forehead, unrivalled for form or beauty, contrasting finely with their snowy raating«place, and almost reached the luxuriant, ebon brows which bdrdered those noble features, and meeting over a nose inclining to the Roman. , " Oh, why, why, did not the Fate* order it otherwise? he moaned to himself, as he sat in hitter musing one dear, calm night, by tfie side of the flowing Rhine. Why was not my father a noble, my mother a queen ? Why was not noble blood poured into these throbbing veins, and a coronet of nobility bound on this aching brow ?— Oh, thou who holdest the destinies of nations, of worlds, of immeasurable space, at thy command ! why dids't thou not place my station among the great, the honored of the land ? But, vanity, vanity— all is vanity. " Oh, Rosabel f" continued the excited and maddened youth, stretching his hands towards the castle which stood in full view, I love you, how madly, how vainly, how hopelessly, I, wretched I, alone can feel, for thou art noble and highborn, and Herman is a beggar." "Noble, generous youth !" he cried,grasping his hand when they stepped on shore, who, who art thou, that host so boldly snatched me from a premature death 1" ho displayed so much talent, he was recommended by Mr. Poinsett, Secretary of War, ■ to Nicollet a* hia assistant, in the survey of the bason of the upper Mississippi. Two years hrD was with that learned man in hia field labors, and he won hia applause and friendship. On hia return to Washington he continued hia aervicea to the geogjfcpher for two years longer, in drawing up from his field book, the great map which unfolded to acienoe the vast track they had ex. plored. Thirsting for adventure, he now planned the First of those diatant and perilous Expeditions which gave luatre to hia name. Having received a Lieutenant's commission in the Corps of Topographical Engineers, he propoaed to the Secretary of War to penetrate the Rocky Mountains. Hia plan was approved, and in 1842, with a handful of man gathered on the Missouri frontier, he reached and explored the South Pass. He achieved more than his instructions required. He not otfly fixed the locality and character of that great Paas, through which myriads are now pressing to California—he defined the astronomy, geography, botony, geology, and meteorology of the country, and designated the route still followed, and the points from which the flag of the Union is now flying from a chain of wilderness fortresses. Hia Report was printed by the Senate, translated into foreign languages and the Scientific world looked on Fremont as one of its benefactors. Impatient however, for broader and more hazardous fields, he planned a new expedition to the distant Territory of Oregon. His first had carried him to the summit of the Rocky Mountains. Wilkes had surveyed the tide water regions of the Columbia River : between the two explorers lay a tract of a thousand miles which wasa blank in geograpliy. In May, in 1843, he left the frontier of Missouri, and in November he stood on Fort Vanoouv«r, with the calm waters of the. Pacific at his feet. He had approached the mountains by a , new line, scaled their summit south of the South Pass, deflected to the Great Salt Lake, and pushed examinations right and left along his entire course. He joined his survey to Wilkes' Exploring Expedition, and his orders were fulfilled. But he had opened one route to the Columbia, and he wished to find another. There was a 'vast region south ofhis line, invested with a fabulous interest, and he longed to apply to it the test of exact science. It was beginning of winter. Without resources, adequate supplies, or even a guide, and with only twenty-five companions, he turned his face once more towards the Rocky Mountains. Then began that wonderful Expedition, filled with romance, achieved, daring and suffering; in which he was lost from the world nine months traversing 3,- 500 miles, in sight of eternal snows: in which he explored and revealed the grand features of Alta California, its great basin, the Sierra Nevada, the Valleys of San Joaqubi and Sacramento, exploded the fabulous Buenaventura, revealed the real Eldorado, and established the Geography of the western part of our continent. In August 1844, he was again in Washington, af. ter an absence of sixteen months. His Report put the seal to the fame of the ypung explorer. He was, planning a third expedition while writing a history of the seoond; and before its publication in 1845, he was again on his way to the Pacific, collecting his mountain comrades; to examine in detail, the Asiatic Slope of the N. A. Continent, which resulted in giving, a vatume of new Scienoe to the world, and California to the United States. We cannot trace his achievements during the war with Mexico, nor will future times inquire how many,-nor how great battles he fought. After the conquest of California, Fremont was made the victim of,a quarrel between two American Commanders like Columbus, he was brought home a prisoner, over the vast territory he had explored; stripped by a Court-martial of his LieutenanUCelonel of Mounted Riflemen, and reinstated by the ; President. Fremont needed justice, not meroy, and he returned bis His defence was worthy of a man of honor, genius and learning. During the ninety days ot his trial, his nights were given to Science...... Thus ended his services to the Government—but not to mankind. He was now a private citieen, and a poor man. Charleston offered him a lucrative office, which he refused. He had been brought a criminal from California, when he had been Explorer, Conqueror, fencemaker, Governor. He determined to retrieve his honor on the field where he had been robbed of it. One line more Would, complete his surveys—the route for a great road from the Mississippi to San Francisco. Again he appeared on the Far West. His old mountaineers flocked around him, and with 33 men, and 130 mules, perfectly equiped, he started for the Pacific. On the Sierra San Juan, all his mules nnd a third of his men perished in a more than Russian cold; and Fremont arrived on foot at Santa Fe, stripped of everything but OTTO'S?®! 8888WS, vious view. FftlNTSD AMD POW.IM£» Wrm.T *T «. M. Rlchart * H. ». Phillips. a beloved friend in a land of strangers, and tbe next moment I felt my hand warmly My train of meditation was however not suffered to be long continued. A tap at the door, and the next instant my early friend and boyhood's companion entered and stood before me. Again he welcomed me to his abode, and expressed the real delight and satisfaction he enjoyed in having me for his gueat, and again I felt a thrilling pleasure in being in the society of my warmest truest friend. But, Ofiet West sUt of Main Street, second Story of ike "Long Store" of Winer Cf- Wood. grasped by tM interrogator. " My name is Herman Hobenfeldr, noble Count." " I received your letter, said he, and have been on ths lookout for you, ever sines, and for the last two nights have I been disappointed !fi not meeting you here; but nothing can exceed the pleasure I feel in once more embracing the companion of my youth. But came let's pipceed homeward," and giving the landlord some directions concerning my baggage, we walked arm in arm, to ty friend's residence. Having arrived we found the house desolate, the family hwing long since retired. We sat down a pleasant parlor Tfcs "OiXrm" » pubtiahed erery Friday, at Two • Doiun per annum. Two Dollars awD FlfTT | Cents wUl be charged if not paid within the " Ha 1 I am not unknown to thee. Dost thou live in the neighborhood ? brave boy." Me paper will he discontinued until all arrearages are paid. . Advertisements are inserted conspicuously at Oms Dolla» per square of fourteen lines for | three insertions; and TwENrr-nv* Ccnts ad" ditional for every subsequent insertion. A lib" arai deduction to those who advertise for sut " Yes my lord, here I first beheld the light. My parents live in yonder cottage."" Come, says he, I am in haste to introduce you to my family,and breakfast is waiting. I had anticipated a fine morning's walk with you before sunrise, but in oonsidsration of the fatigue and loss of rest, which you have endured, I felt pity for you and left you enjoying your repose, undisturbed."" What, Hobenfeldt didst thou say 1 Ah, I know thy father well. He is an honest man, and well deserves so gallant a son But methinks," he continued, scanning the striking features of th« handsome youth, " the badge of knighthood would be more fitting to thee than the humble pedigree thou boastest." month* or th« whole year. ... , tob Work.—Ws hare connected with box estab- Ushment a well (elected assortment of Jos Ttm, ' which will enable us to execute, in tk« neatest ' style, svery variety of printing. Being practical * winters ourselves, we can afford to do work on a* reasonable terms as any other office in the county. All letters and communications addressed to the gazette must b« m*t paid, and endorsed by a responsible name, to receive attention. His complexion was clear and fair, and the rose of health, exercise and temperance, sat gracefully on'his cheek. His mouth was perfect to a fault, filled with pearlrof inoompeted brilliancy, the alight ourl of the lip told that a sense of honorable pride dwelt in his bosom, and the rounded chin showed that good natare predominated within. His disposition was naturally inclined to gaiety, and his vivaeity and flow of good spirits was the life and delight of all with whom he held social intercourse. Such was Herman Habenfeldt, and chatted over old asaciations, until the marble time-piece on th mantel chimed the hour of two, and startld at the ad vance- " Nothing would have given me more pleasure, dear Ned, than a saunter before the tun had set on his golden track, thro' this delightful place; and as a favour I entreat that our first ramble may be to visit yonder enchanted spot," said 1 pointing at the same (Irhe to the weather beaten walls, of the lofty edifice on the mountain He repeated the last strain with emphatic bitterness, and pressing his hands first, tightly over his wild heart as if to cease its violent pulsation, and then clasping his heated and distracted brow, he murmured, " Oh, whither, whither, shall I turn!"— My heart is well nigh bursting, writhing with anguish, my frame is on fjre, tortured with agony. Oh, this is insupportable !" and the suffering youth sunk senseless upon the earth. How long he remained in this state he knew not, but when he opened his eyes again, the first object that met their gaze was the clear, full moon, beaming upon him with her mild, effulgent rays. He started at the strangeness of his position, and it was some moments ere he could recall his confused ideas sufficiently to realize the state of things connected wjth him. After a pause he arose, but his head reeled, and he was under the necessity of sitting down again. He. managed, however, to crawl to the water's edge, and bathing his head and temples he was revived. He got up and staggered, but presently he regained his equilibrium and prepared to return home,. He looked at his watch, it was midnight. He gazed around, all was resting in deep, solemn stillness. The glorious moon was sailing in serene majesty through the studded canopy above.— The night breeze wafted its cool, refreshing breath over his form and fanned his fevered brow. He was himself again. The tempest which had raged within was lull'd to repose ; the wild delirium had subsided; the pulses of his heart were more regular. A quiet calm had succeeded the fearful hurricane qf his soul. "Perhaps so,"said Herman, slightly coloring, while an expression of pain passed over his countenance," but fate thought otherwise." ment of the night my frieA conducted me to my chamber, and bidding me a cheer- All good night left me to rtxDse and my own reflections. HENHY CLAY. [Written after his Speech on the Compromise ] " Humph f it may be so. But here we are both dripping, said the Count, suddenly recalled to his situation by a shivering sensation. Come to the castle to-morrow morning early, without fail, brave Herman, and now good night. Hie thee home, for surely thou hast done a good deed. But for'you these dark waves would now roll over me, and the old count shuddered with the thought. But it is over now. Don't forget to-morrow !" and count Lindendorf moved towards the castle, while Herman sought his own humble home. But sleep had long since fed my eyelids. The excitement and varftIS emotions sr r. 1. OTTiaSON. at nineteen. I had undergone, had banished!] thoughts And he had been happy. Under the paternal roof his childhood had sped away, unheeded and unnoticed by the happy, careless boy. The idol of all who came in contact with him; won by his beauty and engaging deportment; he lived but to be loved. The well-spring of his yonng heart was ever bubbling up and overflowing with affection. Old Nkstor of Freedom! again in the breach, Where the miners of Faction are sappingthe wall; Agam, by the magical tones of Us speech, Arresting the sword that was hastening to fall I With the frost of a century blanching hia brow, With the sands of his life running graveward apace, of slumber and seating myself at the open window, I soon lost myself in cntemplating the scene laid out to my fu| view. Nothing could surpass the magnlcenee, the granduer of the place. The pldh, the river and the mountain, all, resting ivdeep solumn stillness, made the still undirrtjjthed rays of night's glorious illuminator |tnd what had before escaped my obseva. tion, in consequence of a surrounding thlk. et was the site of an old dilapidated sion, grown black with age and timefrowning as in defiance, from the bftieai point of the steep, almost perpeniiculafr declivity on which it rested. I gffcCd until my eyes grew dim. This was totjhing on the romantic, thought I, some old has buried himself and his coffers il yonder wild, dreary abode, remote from tV world and its temptations; hoarding his wealth, useless to himself and the immunity, with jealous care; gloating ofer his gulden treasure with greedy eye, it to his bosom; worshipping it as liisQod. Oh! sordid, despicable avarice, why dost thou find a resting place in (id's noblest work, man's besom ? \ But thought I, again, it may be a vent, a second Notr* Dame, where theV vout nuns have resigned the world and C foibles, and dedicated their lives and devC tion to piety, and to the glorification of ev top. " Most willingly Harry, will I conduct you thither, and I promise you that your enthusiastic temperament will be gratified, and your admiration not lessened when you hear the history of that venerable pile, and the interesting and romantio events connected with the Hermit's Tomb. But suppress your inquiries, as I already see that your curiosity is excited, and think no more about it until to-morrow morning, and como away to breakfast," and he laughingly grasped my hand, and literally dragged me along. I found my friend's family, which consisted of his wife, a charming and elegant woman, and two sweet cherubs, every thing that I could desire. The day passed pleasantly ; but nevertheless my eyes often wandered to the mountain top, indicating a curiosity which 1 could scarcely repress, and more than rose in niy bosom. But I stifled the inquiries which hung on my lips, and with the patience of a martyr awaited the time of disclosure. I retired early, and slept soundly, and at the first peep of Aurora, I was up and blithe as a lark. My patience was severely trieg„by the nop-appea ranee of Ned ; each moment seemed an age, and 1 was on the point of sending him a summons, when he opened the door. His soul nsver answered more nobly than now The cry of his country, the call of hia race! n. Old Nestor of Freedom! His oracles coma From a heart that hath ever been Liberty's shrine, And strike the base plotters of treachery dumb, By a fervor of Eloquence almost divine ! Thrice piloted safe through Charybdis by him, His Country, in peace, has forgot him as oft; But his fame is the World's, and shall never grow dim, [sloft, WhOe the Stars and the Stripes shall be gleaming hi. But youth's golden days had come, and youth's golden dreams had begun. Bright visions, beautiful ideals, thoughts unspoken, flitted through his brain. He viewed the happy, unclouded future through a golden veil ; all was bright, all was beautiful, all was happiness. With truth does the inspired Campbell aay in his ' Pleasures of Hope'— "Portune surely smiles upon me, soliliquised the young man, as he was wending hit way, but one short month ago, »I saved the daughter from a horrible fate, and now, through my instrumentality the father has escaped premature death. Who knows but my wildest, almost hopeless hopeD may yet be realized." And with a cheerful countenance he entered his father's cottage. Old Nestor of Freedom I How glorious he stands, Unmoved by the smile and unawed by the frown, With the fate of a people, a world, in his hands, • At his will to arise, or forever go down! Our old Cindrnatus, in all but the Chair; God aid him, God guide hiui, Oodkeep him from harm ! " Thus with delight we linger to survey The promised joys of life's unmeasured way, Thus from afar each dim discovered scene More pleasing seems than all the rest hath been, And tvtrf form that fancy can repair From dark oblivion, glows divinely there. What potent spirit guide* the raptured eye To pierce the shades of dim futurity,1 Can wisdom lend, with nil her heavenly power, The pledge of Joy's anticipated hour 1 Ah,no! she darkly sees the fate of man, Her dim hori»n bounded to a span; Or if she hold an image to her visw, 'Tis Nature's picture too severely true. With thee,'sweet Hope ! resides the heavenly light, That pours remotest rapture to the sight Thine is the charm of lift's bewilderd way, That calls each slumbering paswon into play." While he is retiring to the haunt of dreams let me relate the incident to which he had alluded. One morning about four weeks back from this time, Herman was walking thro' Lindendorf Park to a neighboring village, and accidentally met with Rosabel, whom he had not seen, since a child, in consequence of her residing entirely with an aunt ip the highlands of Scotland. She was in the act of stepping over a half rotten log, 1dien Herman espied a hideous snake coiled round a branch of the prostrate tree, and with head erect, and hissing tongue, was ejfeing the unsuspecting girl with, malignant gaze and the next moment would have darted at her, but for the thundering voice of the youth. If the battle shall sound, and our Nestor be there, Our Union will mock at the traitor's alarm. Written expressly for the Pittston Gazette. €\)t Srrmtfa Comb. BY MlflB LUCY XXH8Y t WW AS night, a glorious, heavenly night a in the balmy month of June,—when I for tha first time, entered a certain quiet tillage situated between two atreama, which unite and form one 6f the noblest rivers of our Glorious Republic. ery saint in the Calender; and«away froi " Hey day, good morning Harry, up al- the busy turmoil and confusion of this giruready 7 The enslaving chains of Morpheful and crime-hardened regions, they can Vis oould not exercise their magic influenoe enjoy their pious devotions in a holier »ver you sufficiently to keep yoy in thralsphere, and the quietude of nature unin- V*"1' thi* fin6 1 am 8lad of il» errupted. nd to if you are ready, we will at once Lost in a devout reverie, in rumimting foceed on our tour and deal with myster " Ah, daceitiu), misleading, false vision ! Thousands, once revelling in Anticipated happiness, buoyed up by the joys thou promiaest, when viewing the dim vist* of futurity, illuminated by thy false lamp's flickering glance, now,— I said he prepared to return home, but still he lingered as if by some powerful spell. " I know not why it is," he murmured, ' but I cannot leave this place, something eems to hold me against my will," and is he spoke, he cast his eyes over the dark vaters. A black speck caught his gaze, ind he watohed it with attention. Presjntly he heard the splashing of oars, and he tnew at ouce that it was a small batteau with a solitary passenger. Ho watched it »arnestly, for he saw by the irregular management of the oars, and the unsteady movement of the boat, that the oarsman did not understand his business. It had now reached the middle of the current, and by an awkward move of the oars, the bark was turned to one side, and its helpless occupant with a loud shriek, was precipitated into the elements. Herman had feared this, and he had prepared to render assistance. He had divested himself of his coat, boots and cap, and no sooqer did he notice the fatal turn of the batteau, than he bounded into the waves, and being an expert swimmer, in a moment he had reached the spot. The unfortunate waterman rose to the surface just as he arrived and Herman grasping him by the collar kept his head above water." Forbear, lady, step back, or destruction will ensue." And startled, she looked around and beheld the menacing attitude of the venomous reptile. With a piercing shriek, she fled back a few paces, but fright had so overpowered her, that she fell insensible on the ground, while the disappointed and no doubt seared serpent, hastily made his retreat into the bushes. The Goddess of Night was sailing in all her glorious majesty, through the higharched canopy of Heaven, beaming in delicious lustre, and lending a double enchantment to the delightful scene spread out below; and the ten thousand stars which followed in her train, and studded the firmament like so many gems, appear, ed to me like the eyes of Guardian Angels, ■et to watch the slumbers of earth, while wrapped in forgetfulriess and sweet repose. on the follies and weaknesses of mankLd, a lethargic sensation imperceptibly tde .1." We vet out) and after crossing the river, Start with bursting hearts for ever more, To curse the ran that lights their shore. But youth was dawning into manhood. Ambition had commenced her reign in the mind of young Herman. orer me, and throwing myself on the coch, was soon wTap'l in the arms of morphas, to»k a circuitous path which led to (he pl«e of destination, as it wn impossible to tired nature's drowsy God, and sweetestorer, balmy sleep: and I dreamed the jutting rocks, and take a direct and perpendicular course up the steep and Endowed with all the gift* that nature could bestow upon him, he had discovered what he had never thought of before. He found that he was poor. Dame fortune had not smiled so graciously upon him, as Madame Nature .had. The former h«d dealt unkindly with him, and he resented it. His hitherto inactive spirit was roused. The energies of his mind were set to work. that I dwelt in marble balls) but) of rov rugied ascent. ing through wild, untrodden paths, and | When we arrived there we proceeded to exploring the private entrances, and hiddet examine the ancient structure and it was precincts of some ancient castle long sinctiudeed an object worthy of contemplation, reoorded in the annals of history, anJ'jut what was my surprise to see everything Ii this wild and sequestered spot, 111 the order, and die surrounding grounds in *high state of cultivation. An elegant Herman hastened to her and raised her from the earth, while he shouted to a servant who was then crossing the park, and who in a few moments procured some water from a rivulet, which meandered close by, and in a Utile while hid the satisfaction of saeing her restored to consciousness. She blushed deeply as she encountered the expressive eyes of her deliverer bending over her but hastily rising from her reclining posture, she thanked him with an eloquence and grace that rested on his memory forever. She inquired his name, but for undefinable reasons he forbore telling her. The »cene was inexpressibly beautiful. The clear, full moot), innumerable brilliant stars, and cloudless expanse above; the two noble streams laving into one broad, calm, unruffled bosom below ;the towering mountain with its impenetrable rocks, worn gTay by Time, and its lofty precipice frightful to gaze upon, rising giganticly out of the elements beneath; the quiet village resting in unbroken and death-like stillness; for sleep, balmy sleep had hushed every murmur and unnerved every hand. The noon of night had already come and gone» The laborer wan. resting on his straw, unmindful of his eatres, forgetting his toils in hia happy dreams; and the man of luxury was reclining on bis downy couch, perhaps not quite so free from corroding fears and rankling conscience. whose walls had witnessed generation after generation of descendants, from one noble stock, until time had mouldered its founda- tions and crumbled tbe pedestals which had 8!en in the rear of the building evinced supported its massy bulk for centuries: and A taste and care of a practical florist, now stood in submissive resignation, hum- ar*tye scrupulous exactness of the situably awaiting some devastating hurricane, ''°\f each tree and shrub, showed that to hurl it from its base, and precipitate it »ei V labor or attention had been spared and its formerly boasted stronghold to the 'n this little paradise. earth. And I dreamed—Cwhile I waa con. passed along the winding walks, templating this victim of hoary time, that all °f hich terminated in the centre of an angel of lovliness in woman's form, we readied an alcove shaded emerged from one of its portals, but on be- by willows, whose overhangs holding an intruder in that hallowed, boun- bral»es intermingled and mournfully dary, she started like a frightened fawn, shaded Vblet of white marble, resting on and fled precipitately, and waa soon lost to f°ur co'\ns, underneath which was a view, among tbe thousand windings and Krean niCV), strewed with wreaths of recesses which filled that enchanted place. A0*®** plucked, judging from But my golden dream waa broken. The their at once something told surprise of meeting so: unexpectedly, with me that the spot—the. Hermit's this beautiful and angelic apparition, proba- Tomb. 4 lectured aright and we sat bly buried alive in that dreary enclosure, down and m^ieBd commenced his promhad agitated me to auch « degree that 1 i8ed narrative awoke. " aV century ago this edifice Daylight had ceme and the golden-hair- waaconstructeynj these grounds laid out ed monarch of the isky had long since left by the hand wL jg nov|r mouldering behis oriental couch, and tinged the horizon neath that, Herman Hobenfeldt, with his lustrous and invigorating beams, waa the oldest sif #n honest but humble and already stood high in the cloudless, family on the bcys 0f the Rhine. He heavens; slumber's chains which had bound was one of God' ill my senses, were broken; consciousness that was "" vas and animation were once more restored to combine) reamy bewildered faculties, and power and ted or not motion to my listless limbs. I awoke in a away w that state of perplexity, and could Scarcely real- once hC w it lige the true position I occupied. But a Tew when 1 chmomenta sufficed to collect my thoughts fessly j atateand recollect where I was. I arose, arid ly in de gentle, hastily arranging my toilet resumed J he ness ar me' «eat I had occupied a few hours previqus, with in and once mora lost myself in contemplation beautifu of the scene which had culatea al and mental organs, since the first mo- ;»nd love ! ments I had b?h?ld it, and none of the en hidden And what incentive had urged him to this revolution of feeling 1 He had ever been happy and contented with his humble lot, never repining at his fate until the day he first cast his eyes on the beauteous Rosabel, only child and heiress of Count Lindendorf, a haughty noble residing in the neighborhood. That event fast sowed the seeds of discontent in his hitherto peaceful bosom, and bitterly he lamented his limited circumstances and humble lineage. He however buried his reflections deep in his own breast, knowing full well, that a knowledge or disclosure of them to his honored parents, would be an unlooked for stroke and wring their old heartii'trith anguish, wrth6Ut advancing a whit to the accomplishment efhis heart's yearning. But Hope held out her flattering and alluring torch. He was .yet a youth- Nineteen summers only had fchad their ravol,ving lystres over his spotless brpw, and the mistress of his early affections, the bewitching Rosabel, had yet to number sixteen. There was yet hope. He would leave his humble home, the humble cottage of his birth, the scenes of his childish sports, the fond heaifti of hi* kindred, ■ and launch into the great world, the amphitheatre of: the universe, the arena of Iffe. Hi would combat with fortune and rendwh. ' He would win laurels of gtory and return only to lay them at Rosabel's feet. Fitted wjtfc thepe sanguine hopes, the enthusiastic lover would aoraetimsa farget the stern reality in the auspicious ideal. But (hen, again, would come momenta, bitter moments, when dreary double would I crowd upon bis brain, and dark misgivings harrow up bis soul. From that moment Herman's destiny was fixed. From that hour he had no thought, but Rosabel was connected with it, "Can you swim ?" Herman shouted to the almost senseless old man, and "No, no," came from his lips in an agonized brpatb, while he eyed Herman with a sup. plicating expression. (To he continued next week.) John Charles Fremont Bom in South Carolina, A. D. 1813. The wide-spreading valley along the Northern branch, with its smiling gardens, and orchards, promising abundance; its heavily ladeii grain-fields bending beneath their wealth of product, almoet ready for the reaper's hand, and showing the mercy of an all-wise and all-powerful God, to hik erring, forgetful and ungrateful creatures, afford a striking contrast to tfeevcene, oppomuThe feet of three men have pressed the slopes of the Rocky Mountains, whose names are associated forever with those vast ranges : Humboldt, the Nestor of scientific travellers; Audubon, the interpreter of Nature, and Fremont, the Pathfinder of empire. Each has done much to illustrate the Natural History of North America, and to develops its' resources. The youngest of all is likely to become as illustrious as either, for fortune has linked his name with a scene in the history of the Republic, as startling to the world as the first announcement of its existence. To his hands was committed the magnificent task of opening the golden gates of our Pacific empire. His father was an emigrant gentlemen from France, and his mother a lady of Virginia. Although his death leA his son an orphan in his fourth year, he was thoroughly educated ; and when at the age of seventeen, he graduated at Charleston College, he contributed to the support of his mother and her youngest children. Ffrom teaching mathematics be turned his attention tp Civil Engineering, in which The water where they were. was deep, so deep that Herman could not touch bottom. The old roan was large and heavy, and clung to the youth with a force so desperate that they almost sank together.— The boat yes moving away further and further with the rapidity of the current, but, fortunately it was not capsized. No time was to be lost, either sink or swim thought Herman as he laid hold of his feeble charge, and with a vigorous effort they reached the boat, and jumping in himself dragged the helpless victim after him, and in a few moments they were landed in safety. Well, it was my first vjsit to ****, and as I alighted from the clumsy ooach which had carried me thither, and noticed the quietude which reigned around, I felt a degree of loneliness which I had never experienced before. My follow.passengers all left me, each seeking his raspectiv« home, and I, with the tifceptlon of the cdafihman, was left alone. Presently, however the hall door of the inn opericd, and several persons issued therefrom. 01 4 blest tpecimens. gO°dD *'W wm beautiftil ' in him. eye that once iDis »trikir^C0D(0ur1 turned th jndiffeipe. The ear jrd the-»u«Y y, voice, kne eard again. Y erect and ma •oportloned, tending and r neanour, ,miiV| with f d suavity of 8eidbrn he sterner sex ; Vrriiy trie t as the poet's diL he w#f to Inspire respeet.V a(Jmr V#il6d, 'Mid" MMMpi •y the depth of »hf Uping U Not a word was exchanged until they reashftd the shore,(but what were the fee-* linga of Hobenfeldt when he scanned his companion to iind that it was the aid Count Lindeodorf, the father ofCRo*bel, *vhon» he had rescued from » watery grave. ,He howover restrained;his feelings from bursting forth,, and the Count was the first to i break the siltnce. i " Mm Henry Beaufort *rri*ed V cried ' a ittwily,-good humored voice, which sent • thrill through my very soul, for years had pawed since that voice had burst upon my ear. £ inmost ;#h®» |
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