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broken down by unaccustomed hardship, ment was the desire that sparkled in her and the last stroke of affliction had, as it eyes, that all involuntarily turned theirs were, put the finish to the matter. A slow upwards, to see the same: they looked fever brought her down in a few days to a on her again ; but her eyes had closed very skeleton, and there seemed but little for eternity had dawned upon them! hope of her ultimate recovery.
It was a clear summer's evening, when William Oliphant, (for that was her hus- the pure spirit took wing: an hour afterband's name,) watched day and night by wards, Mr. Oliphant entered the parlour the bedside of his dear Amy : and never where the good man had retired, with his left it, except to attend the funeral of his little Louis holding upon his hand, and little William. This event took place five begged that he would take charge of him days after his death : and affecting was the for a short time, while he walked out in the scene at the grave! The little blue coffin cool air, to tranquillize his feelings. He was lowered into it: the father in speech- consented to do so; and the bereaved man less woe stood at the head; his eyes fixed retired. The sweet boy had scarcely been on the narrow chest that held the remains of in the room one minute, ere he burst into his beloved son: while the little boys of an agony of tears. “ Where is mamma ?” the village, collected from curiosity, stood said he, “is she gone for ever, like little round with childish sorrow depicted on Billy ?” “No, my love, you will see her their countenances, as they alternately again,” said the good man, "if you love looked upon the blue coffin and the ago- God: and she is rejoicing now, where little nized father.
Billy is ; she will never be hungry or thirsty The solemn words, “ Earth to earth, and again; nothing can vex her now, Louis.” dust to dust,” accompanied by the rattling “When shall I go to her, then ?” asked the upon the coffin lid, sunk deep into his child, drying up his tears, “ When you die, heart; and when the service was concluded, if you love God,” answered the other. and the last spadeful of earth had covered “ Then I'll die now," said the boy, with an up the narrow tenement from his eyes for impetuosity in his manner which the good ever, he turned round, and with hurried man had not before marked. He renewed steps retraced his way to the dwelling of his grief; nor did he cease, till, overcome the good man. Louis, his now only re- with the fatigues of the day, and the depth maining son, met him at the door, and of his sorrow, he fell asleep. The good conducted him straight to the room where man placed him gently in bed,
and anxiously his mother lay. The good man was there, watched for the return of his father. conversing with his Amy. Though the He kept not his appointment: and his hand of death seemed upon her, yet it benefactor passed a sleepless night, dreadbrought with it none of its fears : for Amy ing lest some accident had befallen him; had remembered her Saviour in the day of and as soon as the grey light of morning her prosperity, and he now forsook her enabled him to see his way, he arose, and not in the dark season of adversity. left the house in search of him. Several “ William,” said she to her husband, as neighbours and servants were despatched in he entered the room, “ do you think you different directions, and it was ascertained can spare me too ?” “If it be the Lord's on inquiry, that he took the path across the will, Amy:" he answered, “I can do all river to the meadows beyond, and was not things, through Christ which strengtheneth seen again to return. They all hastened me;" but, oh! Amy, must it be? My that way; but when they came to the heart is very, very sad.” “I feel," she bridge, the truth became quite plain. One added, “ that I must soon lie down beside of the planks that spanned the smooth deep my pretty baby : and then shall we both food was gone, and with it part of the rejoice together in glory. Live, then, for slender railing. The river was dragged, the sake of my sweet Louis; and when the but in vain; and after several hours' anxiety grass has grown green upon my grave, and search, all hope was given up. weep for me no more, but turn your whole With a heavy heart, musing on this thoughts to him, and bring him up in the mysteriously afflictive providence, the good fear of his God. I have nothing else de- man returned to his home, and gazed on the lightful now, and what more can he de- sleeping orphan boy. He awoke; and throwsire, when the last foe shall come upon ing his arms round the neck of his protector, him? And now, empty world,” said she, inquired for his father. “God is your
father casting her eyes upwards, “I have settled now, my poor dear child,” said he, returnall with thee : now, come, dear Jesus, come ing the embrace of the sweet boy, “ your quickly.” She seemed to gaze stedfastly father is gone to meet mamma and little upon some unseen object; and so vehe. Billy, and you must go too, when God 20. SERIES, NO. 21.-VOL. II.
pleases.” The child looked frightened, and was, I remember, my nineteenth birth-day, seemed not to understand him, but called on the day preceding that on which I left vehemently on his father, till, weary with my home, and that was the last happy one past weeping and present anxiety, he fainted I spent. Often do I grieve to think what away. A short time, however, restored him, my early follies must cost my sweet Louis, and his grief gradually became more mode- and then I determine to return home, and rate. The remains of poor Anny were throw myself upon the mercy of my aged privately interred, lest a renewal of his woe father : but now I have not the means, and, should
prove too much for the attenuated if I had, could I expect forgiveness ?' Oh! frame of Louis; nor did he again recur to Sophia !-the memory of the loves of our the circumstance, till about a month after- childhood cuts me to the very core of my wards, when the good man took him with a heart! Did I leave all that I loved, and basket of flowers to strew upon her grave. esteemed, and thee too, and for mean hopes
The little orphan was dressed in a suit of of revenge, that have long been blighted ? deep mourning; and when thus attired, Hast thou, my beloved, grieved in secret there was an unspeakable something in his for thy William, lost to thee for ever? And manners, which shewed that his education have I, wretch that I am, caused thee pain? had not been neglected so much as might Oh! perish, stubborn heart, and let me have been expected from a common soldier bury for ever these vain regrets in my boin India. They were returning from this som! Father of mercies, unto Thee do I sadly sweet duty, when a poor man, who commit my only dear son! keep him in the was in the habit of working on the banks of hollow of thy hand, and raise him up,
that the river, came up to the good man, and he may adorn the name of a Christian, put a pocket-book into his hand, which he when I sleep in death. Into thy hands Í said his dog had discovered among the commit all that is dear to me; keep them reeds in the river, that morning. Louis all in mercy against the great day. And instantly recognized it as his father's; and, now in mine own behalf :--I have sinned, this seeming to confirm the idea that he had Father, against heaven and in thy sight, and been drowned, from that time, all doubt of am no more worthy to be called thy son. his fate vanished.
Yet the prodigal found acceptance with When the case was opened, it was found thee: turn thou, therefore, O God, look to contain but few things; in one of the down, behold and visit this heart of mine ; inner pockets, and uninjured by the water, give it that peace which the world cannot were found several little papers, each con- give; and lead me at last to thy presence, taining a lock of hair, severally inscribed where there is fulness of joy, through the with the names of his father, mother, and mediation of my
blessed Saviour: three brothers : on the former of these was Amen." written in an elegant hand, “Shall I ever This interesting document was dated see them again ?" In another pocket was about a year previous, at Calcutta, and found a paper, containing so many interest- bore the signature of William Oliphant. ing allusions to the early years of Mr. Oli- In searching farther into the pocket-book, phant, that the good man treasured it up, as the good man found a picture of Louis, a document that might be of the utmost taken when he was five years old, and by importance to his orphan charge. Its con- its side, another small manuscript, which, on tents were as follows:
opening, proved to be a piece of poetry in “Shall I ever see you again, beloved the same elegant hand. It was dated at sea, parents, dear home, and kindred ties, that and appeared to have been written about á have clung to this aching heart, like ivy to month after his flight from Scotland. It was the elm? How often have I cursed the day, as follows: when, in a fit of anger, I left affluence and
“Where shall the wretched find honour, and burst all the cords of love, to roam an outcast from the world, over its
Slow on the weary mind ungrateful soil ! Can I forget the tender
Joy, like a falling star, love of my parents, the fraternal affection of
Gleams in the river; my brothers, the joys of my lovely home,
Then sinks in the darkness, the stately mansion, wild park, glassy lake,
To perish for ever. and dark blue mountains ? No; when I
The war-rousing beacon shines forget these, may my callous heart cease to
Far on the mountain;
The hot panting quarry pines beat ! May my right hand forget its cunning ! Are you gone for ever? Shall I never
But to me, bonny Scotland seems return to you? Oh! no: I left you without
Than soft-falling waters, cause, and now I can never revisit you. It
Or glittering star.
Ease from his sorrow;
Rises the morrow.
For the cool fountain:
Billows roll over me,
more rapidly than had been customary : Fierce in their motion ; Dark waters cover me,
and he had inculcated many good lessons Deeper than ocean.
upon the mind of his little pupil, and had Bear me, ye tossing waves,
laid many plans of future good, when one Back on your breast; Waft me, ye storms,
afternoon a carriage drove up to the door To the haven of rest.
of the house, and a middle-aged gentleman When shall the morning light
alighted. He announced himself by the Cease to bring sorrow? When on the weary night
name of Oliphant: and it appeared that he Rises no morrow.
now the only remaining uncle of Speed, tardy moments, then,
his father, mother, and two brothers Sorrow is with you,
having all died : William Oliphant had But peace is behind !
been the second son; while James, the There were two other papers ; the certi. present proprietor of the estates, was the ficate of his marriage, and a memorandum fourth : and in consequence he held them of Louis's baptism. The good man deposited only in trust for his brother and his heirs : them all in their places, and locked up the but interested as he was in leaving the pocket-book, as he considered that some whole matter in silence, immediately on time or other, they might be of great conse- receiving the intelligence of his nephew's quence to Louis.
retreat, he set off, with the intention of carIt appeared from the lines transcribed rying him back, and putting him in full above, that William Oliphant's native place possession, when he came of age, of his was Scotland ; and that he was of a respect- paternal estates. able family; which led the good man After having amply explained all the to hope that Louis might be restored to circumstances of the case, and received in them; and accordingly he used every method return a full account of the wanderings of which was available, for their discovery ; but his brother, he begged to be allowed to see it was for a long time unsuccessful.
his nephew. The bell was rung : but it In the mean while, Louis Oliphant deve- was some time before he made his appearloped more and more of his character, as ance, and when he did, a dead linnet in his his familiarity with his protector increased : hand, and his eyes brimming with tears, he was about eight years old ; tall for his disclosed the cause of his delay. He had age; his glossy black hair curled slightly, just discovered the death of his favourite. and parted upon an open high forehead, As he entered the room, Mr. Oliphant eyed beneath which shone a pair of eyes of the him with a look of piercing interest, and same colour as his hair; on common occa- turned deadly pale. He pressed his hand sions these had rather a languishing air than against his forehead, and exclaimed, “Oh! otherwise; but when excited, they could my dear lost brother, it is thy very image !" flash like the stricken flint, or shine like the He recovered himself in a few minutes, and sparkling diamond. With this description, clasped the dear child to his breast. a physiognomist would be content: for to “It is now," "said he," thirty years persons accustomed to study the workings ago, that my brother entered the room with of the face of childhood, it is as easy to tears in his eyes, to tell me that my
beloved read the character in the countenance, as if sister was fled to glory: and he was so like drawn in black and white before them. His you, my sweet Louis, that the circumtemper was generous and ardent; affectionate stance and all its feelings seemed to revive by nature, and gentle as the lamb; yet when again.” roused, fierce as the lion. Endowed with It would require more than the pencil of intellectual powers of more than ordinary painter, poet, or historian, to describe the strength, their cultivation had not been neg- scene which followed. The pleasure that lected by the anxious parent. It was plain, beamed in the uncle's eyes, at having found that his father, even in his lowest circum- his nephew, softened down by “pale grief stances, had never relinquished his claim to and pleasing pain," - the one for the loss of the character of a gentleman ; and having his brother, and the other in the memory of inculcated the same notions on the mind of the sorrows of former days; the joy of the his son, it needed no effort on the part of good man in witnessing the transports of the latter to put on that courtesy which marks others, and yet the sorrow which he felt in the gentleman, and it was this degree of being called to part with a companion so polish that made his appearance so prepos- dear and interesting : and both these far sessing, when in the garb of the lowest surpassed by the more intense emotions of poverty.
Louis, who felt that in accompanying his Under the superintendence of the good relation, whom in the ardency of his feelman, the education of Louis proceeded ings he already loved, he must take leave of
“ Have you
his benefactor, who was dearer to him than father : but for six years he had never seen he could express : and both these feelings him. intermingling with sacred grief for the me- One afternoon a post-chaise turned the mory of his father-all struck with so rude top of the hill, and slowly descended the a hand the tender chords in his breast, that road that passed by the hall : Louis and it went nigh to break them. He gazed on his uncle were in a boat upon the lake ; one, and then on the other, and, turning his but on its turning up the avenue that led to eyes again upon his favourite linnet, ran out the door of the house, they soon landed, of the room.
and the former reached it at the same time The sorrows of youth, it has been re- as the vehicle. It contained the good marked, are soon over ; but this is by no ineans correct in every instance : for there The next morning he walked out with are times when the memory of past joys is his adopted son, to see and hear all that interwoven with the affections so closely, the Lord had done for him. that, in tearing them away, it leaves a rent been happy, Louis, since you left me,” he which time heals but slowly. Many inquired.*“ For the first five years,” he changes are rung upon the buoyancy of the answered, “I was very happy : but about spirits of childhood, and the elasticity of the nine months ago, a circumstance occurred, mind of youth. That buoyancy may vanish, which has often caused me hours of and that elasticity be destroyed by sickness anguish. of heart; but a home deserted, or a mother I was walking along this road, by myself, lost, will not be forgotten till time has when I met a blind man, of very venerable softened the pain down into melancholy aspect : as I passed, he turned towards me, pleasure.
and rolling his sightless eyeballs, as though
straining them to catch a glimpse of me, “Is that P-," said Louis to his he inquired if my name was Louis Oliuncle, as they came in view of a large stone phant ?-I answered that it was : and he mansion in the valley, having a broad sheet immediately added, “Then, young gentleof water before it, and skirted by large trees man, I have a message for you.” He stood on the back and sides. “It is,” answered still; and, with an expression of the deepest the other, and over those brakes have I awe, yet in a tone of majesty, uttered many a time bounded with your beloved the following words; I fancy I hear them father, till the setting sun warned us back now; and long will they reverberate in to our loved home. The last time that my ears. I was with him, the day before his final “ Flee from the wrath to come. Hell departure, he led me to the top of that from beneath is moved for thee to meet wooded knoll to the left, and pointing to thee at thy coming : destruction rides forthe sun, just on the verge of the horizon, ward on the wings of the wind : the gulf “ There sets,” said he,“ the sun of my of Tophet is before thee, and Almighty happiness. It is going ; it is gone : vengeance is behind. By all thy sins, open it is all over now, James; and when it and secret, I charge thee, Louis Oliphant, rises again, it will tell a new tale ; but, oh! prepare to meet thy God. Flee-for the shall I ever see you again ?”—He turned day of vengeance is at hand ;-Aee, for the round, and walked slowly towards the tempest rolleth on;--even now the heavens house, and I saw him no more. The next are departing, and the mountains shake : morning, he set off, unseen of us all, and where, oh! where wilt thou hide thee in the neverre turned again. Louis listened with day of his anger ? Flee from the wrath to tears to the anecdotes of his uncle, and
come !" looked with rather a timid eye upon the A dizziness came over me, and my brain scenes which he pointed out to bim. The reeled : how long it was before I came to carriage now drove through the park-gates, my senses, I know not : I found myself and a few minutes brought them to the upon the greensward, and the stranger was house-door. The servants crowded out to just disappearing over the hill-top yonder. see their new young master; and one very I had not the heart to follow him ; for I felt old woman, supported on a stick, as soon as frightened and sick : but we have never she caught a sight of him, fainted, and fell been able to discover him. He was totally into the arms of one of the by-standers. unknown to any of the peasantry; nor was It was the faithful nurse of his father. he seen by any one but myself. But since
that time I have never prayed to my heaNothing of consequence occurred till venly Father, without a feeling of dread Louis had reached his sixteenth year : he and terror: he is my Judge, and one that had regularly corresponded with his second
cannot pass by iniquity : oh ! how shall I
stand before him in the day of his fierce If so, it is enthusiasm to seek to save our
life : and they only are truly wise who The good man turned his eyes to heaven, quietly sit down, and lose it! and said, “I thank thee, O Father, Lord Three years after this, it pleased the of heaven and earth, that thou hast hid Lord to stretch Louis upon a sick bed. these things from the wise and prudent, At first there was no danger, but several and hast revealed them unto babes. My relapses, and a high degree of fever, reduced son, my Louis,” he added, “the key of him very low, so that the medical attendant heaven is not a list of good works, but a began to entertain some fears of the result. look of faith. That faith works by love : Louis earnestly requested that the good and love, when it is perfect, casteth out all man might be apprized of his illness; bis fear. Think not of the heinousness of your wish was complied with, and in four days sins, but of Him who washed them all he was by the bed - side of his adopted away : think not of the horrors of hell, but child. He gazed upon him for a few remember the loveliness of heaven : think minutes with indescribable emotion, and not of an avenging God, but view him as then said, “You will soon see them all reconciled to you through His Son, and again, Louis !” “ Yes, dear sir,” answered again your Father in heaven : and, lastly, he; "and where they are gone, Adieus and pray for his love shed abroad in your breast: farewells are a sound unknown. and then there will be no more room for bound upon my last journey, and that is fears." Thou God of all grace," added my journey home.—Home, sweet home,he, again turning to heaven, “ look down, where there are pleasures for evermore." visit and dwell in his heart : cast out all “I think, my dear son,” said the good his fears : renew all his joys : make him to man, “your time here is short : are you mount up on the wings of the eagles : be sure that all is right ? Have you no other Thou his refuge, and put underneath him trust than Christ ?" “ Oh! no,” he rethine everlasting arms : and finally, when he turned, his voice faltering as he spoke, shall have been faithful unto death, do thou “ where can a sinner look for hope, but to bestow upon him the crown of life, for his him? He in whom I have believed, will Saviour's sake.”
not leave me in the day of my death, but “ Is all peace, Louis ?” said he, after assuredly carry me through the black flowthey had walked for some time in silence. ing river.” “Oh! yes,” he answered, "all is peace, Four days more, and the sand of life perfect peace, now.” “ Amen," said the had ceased to run. That day week he was other.
buried in the village kirk-yard. All his Is there any one among my readers in- own tenantry, and the poor of his parish, clined to scoff at this ? to call Louis a followed him to his grave : and “they were brain-sick enthusiast? one who laughs at real mourners.”—He lies buried about six religion, trifles at his Maker's frowns, and feet to the south of the kirk of P: nor stifles his conscience, hoping that “all will is his memory yet perished ; the villagers be well in the end ?" In the name of the still point out the resting-place of the living God, I say unto him, Consider your “ blessed Mr. Oliphant.” ways.-Is all well ? Are you as ready as The good man returned home a few days you can wish? Have you indeed a lease after the funeral : perhaps the reader may of life, and afterwards a passport to hea- wish to know his name ; but I will not ven?
Or after all else has failed, does repeat it : for angels have borne it in their "«God is merciful' set all to rights ?" Oh! songs to heaven, and my unworthy hand I beseech you, by all your hopes, here and shall never bring it back to earth again. for ever, lay not that flattering unction to It is several years since he entered into his
God is indeed a God of rest : but “the good man” will not be foris long-suffering and of great mercy;" but gotten, till time has swept away another he is One who will by no means clear the generation from the face of the earth. guilty.” Who can save you ? None but It was about a week after the funeral of Christ-none but Christ—the hope of this Louis Oliphant, that an old man, evidently brain-sick enthusiast must be yours, or hell more broken, however, by the weight of must be your portion for ever.
cares than of years, entered the village, and One word to the waverers. The time is with slow step moved towards the kirkshort : use then the world, as not abusing yard. He entered it: a young man, who it, for the fashion of it passeth away. It is had just been paying a visit to the grave of no time to trifle. The die is falling; and his deceased parent, was returning, when life or death hangs upon its issue. Is this he met him, and, with the respect due a thing to jeer at ? 'Is this enthusiasm ? from youth to age, wished him a good
your soul !