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A LYRIC lINIM SHE TINES
Not *growl wao beard, nor whine, -nor a.•
A* kis amuse trout Court street they eat
'Noett aver stood wear at the time to mark;
Wile* tise , We of old Toorsatdeparted.
Tkey noted lam off in t noon-day slow
The who& mind indifferent• going,
And the atnegling pooplaa Wald it
And ale Aeputy chin/ wen kanwing.
Na box et •lorret onsisned A#6 lifenoti
Nor iti sititeinat or earp3i we wound hint,
And he bays as we're seen hits when taking
With the #lies all bullring *wand hint
Few and albert were the words that were suit
we, looked wi4h a feeling slekenin'
On the for= of the son of a deg that lay deli
And we bitterly thought of the strychnine
We diet as we- straight fat perfeot shape
Arid gave Wm a brick fin' a Idttow.
We wished we oeuld have the man by the a
Who peiaaired old Towner, plior fellow'
Wetly they'll laugh at the quadruped gene
Rejoice that they thee did destroy hie*
Rea e. thee their's it a far better one
policemen *sal emits 4...senny hint
Bat half of oar weary ',ark was done,
When this'lock ,Said the. Iwo lar Mom
And atmit *AAA Via* oalt Sontbobilikziats SNE
summorked the Mks**o goer is**
we lipped kian ever Into the desk, .
The victika of cowardly slaughter;
We carved net a line on a pest or a re.ck.
And we left him alone in the water.
There is an eye that never steeps
Beneath the wing of night;
There is au ear that never shuts
Wit* it sink the beams of light.
Thera ins ass arse that never tires
When htunans strength gives way;
There is a bare that never fails
When earthly loves decay.
That ey is fixed on seraph throngs
That ear is Mied with angel's, songs;
That arm aphohis the world on high :
That levy is thrown beyond the sky
But there's s power which win can wiel
When mortal aid isvoisi;
That eye, that anza, that krre to readi.
That listening ear to gain;
The power is prayer; which ware on big
..tad feeds on bliss beyond the sky
A Ti( F.
The ice-crowned summits of the Andes
were gleaming and glistening in the ray
the setting sun, as a single horseman
slowly along one of the mountain road .
Peru,. It was a road whose massiveness of t
struction, and excellence of fonnatkut, eic
the wonder of the beholder as much as and
the weeks of the Incas. Now it wound
serpentine turnings up the almost preeipit
aides of some lofty height, and again it
wended by the same intricate turnings, to
teeny a rojeetin,' g cliff 'into some deep gu
Pealitt over y the gully by aslender,yet sir
,b4dien,lll again went on **before.
Along this road went the
was a Spaniard, and his dress consisted of
heavy armor of the Spanish adventurers mu
Pizarro. A breastplate of gloartbarsteel
tected his body. A strong bileider vas on
head. A carbine was slung einitritht shOniders
and a heavy sword hung down trona his nide.
His form was tall and well knit der, and
his lace, though bronzed by eitposure lad
hardship, was noble and lottfln its expresa.
"BY Ban iago!",l* muttert4, eas be dre
He look around him. Far beneath the
fertile pintas of this once peaceful region
spread before him. Countless trees, and sha
ding groves, and running rivers, threw India
cribable charms around the landscape. The
mountains rose up like guardians, cultivated
in many piste* by terraces far up their sides.
Dig no people could be seen. The villages,
the immense royal granneries, the roads and
fields, all were empty.
would not wonder,—by the holy virgin, I
would not, if these mountain recesses were
full of them," said the Spaniard. -Yonder
He uttered an, exclamation of surprise, as
locking forward toward a place where the road
turned round a lofty eliff, he saw a crowd of
men running up toward the summit.
“By San Chritdciferor he cried. '-The vit
iating will stop me. They will throw rocks
down upon me—"
reined in his steed and stopped to con
sider. lie delayed but for a moment
;44,l runst on," he cried; ...never shall it he
said that Don Alberto de Reggio feared a foe !
A Christian can overcome a hundred heathen
Indians. Then Reggio y Dais P Hurra!"
Shouting his battle cry and holding his head
erect, he spurred his horse and rode like the
wind down the road. He neared the r o ck. A
wild ell enme from the sun:mit t l.oose reeks
fell before him.
Reggio y Dias " he shou t ed.
He rushed like the wind around the rock.
A hundred missive fragments of stone fell
crashing down. They poured down like hail
but Reggio was beyond their 'reach. The
rocks fell upon the road behind him. Some
rested, others bounded on, and descended
thunderingly down the declivities, awaking
the echoes in the deep recesses of the gorges
which lay- around.
On rode Reggio.
The Peruvians uttered a louder cry. A
shout of disappointment, mingled with yen
gence. The sound struck coldly upon the
"They have something worl4e in el is for
me," he mattered, as turnin`4 his head he be
held them desceeding into the road behind
. raid *Salter - be fore ga,
with a short turn-descended qeeply into a val
ley. He drew up his horse-suddenly as be
stood upon the top of the eminence, and the
reins dropped from his hands.
In the valley before him was a crowd of men
dressed in the cotton armor of the Peruvians,
with their sharp spears, and steel pointed ma
ces glittering in the last rays of the sun, toward
which all knelt in adoration. Hoary .priests
moved among them, and virgins dressed in
white stood around an altar. As the sun sank
a loud cry ascended. But a louder, a wilder,
a more fearful shout arose, as they saw Reggio
and recognized one of tht:ir hated persecutors!
“The invaders! Vengence!" The cry came
up from all. Terror at first seized upon many
for they knew not the number which might be
behind the single horseman.
"Courap-!" cried a venerable Ant. "Fight
for your country! Though there be a hundred
you can surety withstand them, for thousands
• PI . warriors are here."
Reggio looked,— he saw the dark body of
warriors dosing upon Iran i —their level spears,
their upraised weapons. A shower of arrows
dew towards him, but fell harmlessly from biz,
"There is no hope! I must on!"
He woke with desperate energy. He took
his gun, and giving spurs to his hors , ., rode
down into the midst of his enemies.
Again his battle cry arose. His fierce char
ger rushed among the Indians;--the thunder
of the Spaniard's gun struck deadly fear upon
their hearts. But they closed in all around
him, and arrows from afar struck his arms,and
hundreds of blows fell upon him. With his
heavy sword the Spaniard struggled bravely
against the fearful odds. Now terrified at his
strength and slaughter, they retreated for a
little space,—and again gathering courage,
they sprang forward. They leaped upon the
horse, they seized his legs, they fell beneath
him, and were tcLimpled down while they held
the reins in a frenzied; deathly grasp. The
horse, held back by ao many, stood still. Reg
gio, wounded and weary, could not struggle
much longer. A huge warrior jumped up be
hind him, and wound his strong arms round
Reggio's neck. A score of others seized him
andyulled him` to the ground.
"Yield!" cried an old priest to him."—
"-Yield, fool or you die—"
will not!" cried Reggio in Peruvian; and
he sought to free himself. But strong men
held him down,—his sword was wrenched from
hh; -grasp,—his horse was led away.—he was
CLEARFIELD. TUESDAY, JUNE 27, 1854.
icA sacrifice ! I---a sacrifice? liver me!
0, deliver me!" he cried.
He grimed, and sought, oahn himself, but
no efforts **ld detach his thoughts from the
tearful doom which awaited him on the naor
row. Soddenly a voice spahe close tide
him. He turned, and a tall form dressed in
complete white stood near. At that a stuidder
of superstitious terror plumed through hisit as
hesawAlte white robes Buttering in the breeze
aad he feared that he had evoked a spirit.*
“Christiate" said the, figure, in Peruvian
" Who speaks?" answered Reggio, boldly.
4-Then you must have come from the dead,
f4 , r all utto love me are there."
••il am alive—"
“„A. pkruvian? a friend! No, no---" ,
"I au, all that I have said, and have con* to
“Tia the voice of a =Mehl" tahrforind
Reggio. “I have heard that voice befog O,
tell me who are you--
"Waste no words. lam a frion4. 1 c•aae
to save you from death!"
She stooped down, and with a sharp l tife
severed his pa l liettl bonds. The Spaniard use
to his feet. The figure before him was envel
oped in white, and but a ..ntali part of her Owe
was visible. Riggieieeked at ber i and -
on bi"knees be
=Vie, riser' she: -` impatiently. > )
only of safety. Follow me—'
&n.. he glided from the room 'without noihie;
a small lightwhich she held in her hand, iii
ded him for a distance as he followed sifily
after her. She stopped at length, and pit a
string in his hand, one end of which site li td
herself. Then extinguishing the light, atm
left it upon the door and walked on. RegOo
foll Owed. They went through wide rooms,
and long halls, through narrow passagesAind
laharynthian galleries, until at last the fra
ness of the air told Reggio that he approached
the outside. She drew back some heavy bons
that slipped noiselessly to her touch. She
opened the ponderous door.
Reggio mpiresas4 an exclamation of jo:,.
Look ing out be ,saw his horse standing there
with muffled iteeti reedy to'bear bhp away in
4 Beantifill being! How can I ever repay my
debt of gratitude to you?' cried Reggio in a
'Ti my debt. I repay it. Haste. No
.1 will not go without you', he cried passion.
ately. 'Cowe, 0, come with me!'
The maiden stood still,
.0, come!' he cried. imploringly. -Yon
will not force me tv ~t ity—'
-Nor she said, tenderly. -Yon can go
-Never!' he cried. Ile took her in his arms.
She did not resist, In a few moments both
were seated on a strong horse. A few cheer
words, a light stroke •
~ the horse and
its riders were gone. T 'went slowly, until
out of hearing. Then lit disin. rui I t....i and
took off the cumbers , ,overings.
' h a!' he cried, , wl. that?'
'They have discovered it- up. or von aro ,
lost!' cried the maiden. •Up '
Reggio sprang upon t Far behind
him sounded a deep murmur, as though many
voices were crying toget er.
were some of my brave comrades near!'
'Think not of that. Think riot of that.
.110ld me lightly,' he cried, as his horseded
swiftly along the road. =Hold fast!' His own
arm was around her. She clung closely to
him, and away they went!far from their ene
mies. When the sun arose, danger was far
away. The two travellers paused upon the
summit of a gentle ascent which overlooked
a small town. There the ensign of Spain ilut_
tem' from a large building which appeared to
be used as a barrack.
'Let me down here,' said the maiden, to
Reggio. must descend.'
Reggio dismounted and took her to a rock
upon which she sat.
'Christian we must part here.'
'What!' cried Reggio with a start.
'We must part—'
'Never, never shall you leave ine.'
'Christian, you must not detain me. Would
it be fit Ow him whom I have delivered, to
keep me a prisonert ,
'Not a prisoner. 0, no' hut boteething dea
rer,' cried Reggio passionately. 'But whoare
you! I have heard your voice heroes.'
"Yes. At Cazaanalea----'
4Whatt' cried Reggio, star tins—
'Do you not remember when the perfidious
invader came toCaxamatta? Our Irma thought
not cif deceiving them. Retreated them as a
great king should. Do you not remember
how his hos itaiit was retuntedi T
DOME. AND •. E ME,-Duvlvirit
en there—a maiden of the royal blood—her
namelvas Alan('la. When the fierce Sts
cum:. out-upon their victims, she fiedintwor
across the plain. Her white robes Butte* in
the breeze, and after the slaughter, the Spin.
iarth3, pursuing those who tied, beheld her al
so. They came towards her on their fieree de
mons of beasts. She few, overcome with ter
ror. Then—ah then! there was a gene
heart found—a.soul that pitied her, who saved
her from dishonor and torture. You are
Reggio started up, and looked earnestly at
her. But the face of his companion was con
cealed behind her veil.
*Who svi you? How did you heal this?'
never beard it. 1 saw it. Look at me.'
The veil fell from her head, and the maiden
stood up before him. And never, even among
the beauties of his own native land, had Reg
gio beheld such loveliness. tier eyes were
black and lustrous. Her hair was black as
night, and golden jewels gleamed au.oeg her
luxurious locks like stars.
-ilanolaV cried the Spaniard. 'O, heavens,
am I thus repaid---?'
'You saved niS7 life, and I saved yours—'
Reggio caught her in his arms.
=This is the last time that we can look on one
another,' she said, mournfully.
, No, no,' cried Reggio. 'Why wig you
speak thus? You have tied with me. With
11),C you must stay.'
•And why I'
'1 am a Priestess of the Sun. I tend the
ever burning fire. I have sinned in letting
you behold my face, or touch me.'
Reggio seemed struck dutub.
'Farewell then,' she said.
'You must not go. Where will you go.'
'To Cuzco—to the holy temple.'
"There is no holy temple now. There is no
Cuzco. 'Tis taken by us. Your temple is
'O, holy light of he.vren'' exclaimed the
maiden. in agony and amazement.
is true. Did I not sea it a month ago.'
'Then all is overt'
'Yon cannot go anywhere now—'
.Alaq, no, except to_libe grave.'
'No, no, Alauoht.. Come with me and
find a home in my heart. Though your false
god has forsaken you, I will not!' and he took
her unresisting hand.
, Your god is powerless. come with me
and learn the worship of my God—the AL
Tears stood in. her eyes.
Reggio again lifted her upon his huirenblibe
all unresisting, suffered him. And putillig
spurs to his noble charger; Reggio and his
lovely burden arrived shortly after inthetown
For a year longer Peru, though conquered,
was tumultuous. The new Inca Bianco spread
terror among the mountains. and Reggio was
employ e d in subduing him. Alanola was pl►.-
ced its safety by him. But after the year was
up he left the mountains, and brought the love
ly priestess to Lima. There in the palace of
the viceroy Pizarro, which rose proudly among
the mansions of the new city. Reggio saw the
Priestess of the Sun baptized in the private
chapel, anti on the same evening he was
by Das Casas to his lovely bride, the Prieste, s
of the Sun and royal princess.
Curtain Lecture by Mns. Tubbs
“lubbs,l want to talk to you a while, and want
you to keep awake while Ido it. You want
to go to sleep 1 Yes you always want to go to
sleep, but I don't. I'm not one of the sleepy
kind. It's a good thing for you, Mr. Fubbs,
that you have a wife who imparts information
by lectures, else you would be a perfect igno
ramus. Not a thing about the house to read,
except the bible that the Christian Associa
tion gave you, and a tract that a fellow called
Porter left one day, entitled 'Light for the
Heathen.' Ws well he left it for you are a
heathen, Fubbs. You thank God you aiu't a
Mormon / Yes, I understand that insinuation,
too, you profane wretch? You mean you are
glad you hadn't but one wife. You never
would have known there was a Mormon, Mr.
Fubbs, if I hadn't told you, for you're too
stingy to take a paper. N-o-w, Fubbs: I de
clare your name ought to be Fibbs, you tell so
many of'em. It's only last week that I lost
one dollar and fifty cents on butter that I sold
to a peddler, because I didn't know the mar
ket price, which is published every week.—
This would have paid for the paper a f orhole
year. And then you are so ignorant, Fubbs!
Didn't you take your gun t'other day, and
walk clear down to the Big Marsh a hunting,
because somebody told you the Turkeys were
marching into Rushes / Y-e a, y-o-u
Tubbs, you needn't deny it. But the Turkeys
U out of the Rusbes,l guet-a,bet
A Dept of Horrors.
Kirwan, in a recent volume of travels, in
Europe, gives the following account of a fear
ful chamber in the castle of the Duke of Baden-
Baden in Garakany.
tWe mad aMorning call -
at the castle of
the Duke, wtrielkotrinountfrthe hill, and were
shown through iiii4Ara apartments. As if for
our accommodation, he had just retired from
his breakfast-room that we might see the ta
ble at which a reigning Prime sipped colibe.
We have seen the breakfast room and table of
many in America more Hebb' furnished. The
apartments wore quite an air of poverty, after
having seen those at Versailles, the Quirinal,
and Turin. But the underground apartments
possess a fearful interest. With lighted tor
ches we went down into the cellar of the pal
ace, thence by a spiral inclined plane, we
went down, down, until, by a door formed of
one huge flag, and fitted to its place with re
markable exactness, we entered a small oval
room, perhaps ten feet in diameter, and hewn
out of a solid rock. The door was shut behind
us, and we were buried alive under the mono.
tainl A ray of light came from above, and
we could look up as through a narrow chim
ney; a stone was moved beneath our feet, and
we could look down perhaps two or three hun
dred feet, and could see a glimmer of light up
on a dashing current, whose murmurings wane
to us from beneath. And all around the room
were seats cut out from the rock. And what
was the knowledge and history of this awful
Its history, as given us by our guide, and
within its walls, is briefly as follows; in the
days of feudal clemency and inquisitorial pie
ty, those suspected of political or religious
heresy were suddenly seized and confined in
one of the adjacent cells. The little room
above described was the room of judgement,
and the judges were let down by machinery
through the opening above. The accused
were then introduced, and that heavy stone
door was shut. And there shut out from eve
ry eye save that of God and their judges, they
were tried and condemned. If not guilty, the
;lA-eased were hated or feared, winch made COn
dem eat i o n worse than guilt. When condemn
ed, they were next miertod kiss t image
of the virgin in the apartment; in the move
ment, they touched springs, which caused her
to embrace them, and in the embrace, to
pierce them through with daggers. Then a
trap was sprung beneath their feet, which let
their bodies fall upon a wheel armed with
knives, which was kept in constant revolution
by a stream of water; by these knives they
were cut in pieces, and the mutilated frag
ments fell into the stream below.
And there we were receiving this awful nar
rative, in the very apartment where these
atrocities were committed in the name ofJus
tice and Religion, with the tunnel beneath us,
through which the bodies of their victims
were let down for mutilation, so as to be be.
yond the reach of recognizance! For a mo
ment our blood ran cold, and we were filled
with heittor! Oh! if those stone seats, and
those walls of solid rock could speak—if the
injunctions of perpetual secrecy were retnov_
ed by him who upheaved the mountain, what
an awful narrative they would give of the
scenes of treachery, hatred, and blood, there
perpetrated in the name of God and Religion.
The stone door swung open and we groped
our way through a labyrinth of chambers and
passages dark as midnight into the open air.
We all breathed easier and a feeling of fear
gave way to one of security►. We were soon
on the railway from Frankfort-on-the-Main,
deeply affected by the beauty and wickedness
of Baden-Baden, thankful that--pits days of pe
nal tyranny were at an end.
We took with horror upon a time and creed
which could enact such terrific scenes as are
described in the above article.
Let us for a moment look at the spiritual
evils of our day and creed. I have in my
mind this moment, one of the most beautiful
of all my girlhood's friends—one of angelic
beauty and sweetness, and yet
-A creature not too bright and good,
For human nature*a daily food.-
She loved a young man worthy of her, ex
cept in his misfortunes, and dearly did he love
her. They were pledged to each other; but
the father, a man of iron will, who bad *the
good of his family at heart,' determined to
break up their union. By men Of forged
letters, and in other ways he stusesmsded. and
his daughter 'married well.' That* *5 Mar
ried a man with property, for whom• she had
no love. Her brief life was a too long mud
tixion. Daily and hourly the wheet of torture
revolved, and the bare* entered
till the work-of death was done. I Stood by
her bedside, when the poor tither closed ber
eyes, knowing t he had consented a her
How very ...l: : thew peewee know
who tat that a systole of equality Trade*
ail natme, and aelt lerat'ealleettvatf Partake
of the universal quality, and individually he
vane opal, Let us - leek all, over the world
carefull3r, and we tai net tun to 4gailoverilie
very opposite -to be the case, whether it be
among the twit, mut plants, the reeks or
mountains, the rivers er the pstrlbqg stynons.
oceans, continents, Wand* and hi fact an
tfitag,s the eyes mat ea. Iftere abaft vre,iati
perfect erudite awl if naturally there be Mtge
approximation to such a thing, how much lees
will there be, when man in his aboriginal and
uncertain distfipline is trained and assked
art. Take the wild dower* of the ida, re
move them within cultivated gardens, plant
them in the well prepared soil, give theta the
attetide of the orperieneed violent*,
will they be still the same, and only 4iel to
their original and natural state. Let us look
at the inferior animals. Is 41 bone, lbr =am
ple that is uncared for, untaught * and let to
forage far himself equal ha every respect to
the one under kindly disci pbmised care, and
that comes out* tractable; idaseit Wield, and
with a shining coat. Lam , Into the heavens
and do we find all the planets sad Use stars
equal in brilliane3r, in magnitede, &amity
or . in velotity—where out of one ham
blades of grass can there be found ade tits
for the word identical, in fact, where is, psi.
That there are certain things which all Itia.
Lure enjoys is mouton, there Clltl aLiko vita.
Lion, and great munbers orstrltehthe'inembell
of the htentatiiiiimily r e joice la as the core
mon privilege, but this does not Asir tl
question, because we find that man as a gregd:
Huns animal associates only with the se
tastes are identical with the dim -to which
each unit by Lila, intellect, hut
by education,,delighla la;.:this dir
an with a taw which has not bee
yet L 3 more incapable of erati©n
of the merles and Persians of old.
We have said, bat partiosholy
as we consider this a iresdor :Maim
Phi l l, lo4 ono wished for li3/ AnskAnpi4.
raise the world. lise nof editriHints
the work!! Look back into bajoin and conai.:'
pare the vast inaprovetneutnin everytys cok
nected with (sae niFindane ardeml an 2 In*
ten, contingencies on man's probational"
state, and we can alone trace these advaratagen
The value of education might Weed appear
to be an axiom, but we regsit , to think that
there are yet persons in thee:mutability 'who
'fail to conceive the blessings ucatton
bestows on thankind, and with Vic: be it
confessed, some also who think that morals
are made worse by its application, sod allow
their children to grow up as untonored weeds
in this great garden of God's pry:widow*. To
those we would suggest the her sidtillity
their offspring ever rising either to fine soi ,
mong men, or to be useful members 40* ttri
community, failing as they:assuredly will, to
carry out that manifest destiny to whieltereor,
individual has been called, and duilly nue*
to give an account of the proper iksigmmion'Wsut
of the talents whether two, are or test, Ihat
have been committed to their charge.
Go out beneath the arched beeves* in night**
profound gliihm, and say, if you can * waste
is no God. "" Pronounce the dread blasphemy
and each star above you will reprove you f
your unbroken darkness of intellect—every
voice that floats upon the night, will bewail
your utter hopelessness and despair. Is there
no God t Who, then, unrolled tbathitut scroll,
and threw upon its high frantitgive the< legi
ble gleaning of inmantality "ilds)t fashioned
this green earth, with its perpotolirolling wa
ters and its expands of islands and the main ?
Who paved the heavens with clads, and attu
ned amid banners of stoma the voice of thun
ders, and ancbmOned,the lightnings that linger
and lurk, and dash in their 100001 ? Who gave
theesgleastate eyrie where the tempests dwell
and beat strongenk and theiiirre a tranquil a
bode amid the foreti weer echoes to the
minstrelsy of ber ammait Wbo made light
pleasant to boo, and the darkness a covering
sad a herald to the drat Moho! morning ?
Who gave thee mateblese synareetry offi
and limb*? The regular 11°41 '
irrepmaible and dining 11.,_•
and lennt And Yet tht thunders or ollSelk
and Um orate= of eari4i are calmed! They ra w .'
• but thstArnw of reconciliation hangs out
tw ain:Ar and lim beneath itiess
w t atc he r m.
sand And it
est n ro v n re g
sa be ou ttz
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