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neath the trees reaching his ear--“but I will not wake “I will put faith in you,” she replied gaily, "and if this brute unless need be,” and rolling himself out of the you take me to my friends no thanks of mine will be glare of the fire, he rose on his feet and stepped or rather wanting. I would do anything to show my gratitude." glided behind a tree.

“ Anything?" said Wharton, with animation. Pat!-pat! came some straggling and feeble steps, which In reason," she continued with a blush, for the hunsounded strangely to the woodman.

ter's eye, full of genuine, honest admiration, was full “Some Indian devilry, or a woman, I'll swear,” said upon her; “but what am I to call you ?Wharton; “but, however, here goes. Who comes? if He told her. friends advance, there are none but white men here." Ah well, and I am Mary Renshaw; and this huge

A feeble groan followed; and Wharton, whose feelings hunter?” were aroused, seizing a brand from the fire hurried in “ Job Kelly, rough enough, but I think true. I have the direction of the sound, and to his inexpressible aston- not known him. long, but think I can say a good word.” ishment discovered a woman leaning for support against “Well, you aire a queer sort,” said Kelly, growling, a tree. It was apparent at a glance that she was in the “what locrum is that you're a-carrying on by yourself?” last stage of exhaustion and suffering, and the young “ Caught for once, Job,” replied Wharton, “for I am man, without hesitation, took her in his arms and bore not alone, another traveller has chanced this way.” her to the fire. Opening his flask, he poured a small “Well, I'm bound to swar, but I won't,” said Kelly, draught of brandy down her throat, which instantly reviy-sitting bolt upright, and staring in mute wonder at the ing her, he hastened to cut from the buck which had sup- strange company into which he had fallen. plied them for supper, a few tender and delicate morsels. “I'd not advise you to," continued Wharton, “as

“Water! water!” whispered the girl, for Wharton had you are in the company of a lady.” discovered his prize to be a young and handsome white. Well, I'll be riglarly chawed dry for a month," said “'Tis done,'' said he,

come cheer up maid ; hore is Kelly, still staring, “but this is seeing the elephant and food and drink and Christian company."

“Stranger, I am dying with hunger," again feebly Wharton, who was laughing heartily, now explained cried the girl.

the accident to which they owed the strange addition to That shall be soon remedied. To begin, here is a their party, and conversation became general, until the small bit of maize bread, and these hot coals will give young man recollected the fatigues and sufferings of the you as tender a broiled steak in five minutes, as you girl; and, making her a soft couch of Spanish moss and could wish."

leaves, covered with a horse cloth, she was induced to The Indian corn cake was greedily devoured, and as lie down near the fire. In this her two guardians presoon as the savoury morsel, which Wharton laid before sently imitated her, and the rest of the night passed withher, was also eaten somewhat more deliberately, a change out farther interruption. for the better was soon manifested in the lady, who had It was sometime after dawn ere Wharton awoke, when thus unceremoniously intruded herself into the trapper he found Kelly stirring about busily preparing breakfast, camp. As strength and life returned, the young creature while their fair companion still heavily slept. Ever and seemed to think of the novelty of her position, and she anon the hunter cast curious glances at her calm upsat in some confusion with downcast eyes in the presence turned face, in which looks were visible, considerable of her preserver.

wonder at her fairness, mingled with extreme admiration “You are better, Miss ?" said Wharton gently, admir- of her beauty. ing, by stealth, the returning beauties of face and ex- “Well, I am a riglar old hand, I know,” said Kelly pression.

drily, “and I've seen above a bit in my time: I've fought “Much, generous man,” she replied. “For five days the Sioux for thirty mortal days alone behind a stump, have I wandered and endured the pangs of starvation, and knocked 'em down like butter-birds, I've seen the alleviated only by berries and roots."

Flatheads and the Gros-ventres, and found many a stray “You were lost, of course ?” continued Wharton, too child in the woods, but this do about fix me; I'm in a much accustomed to such an event to be in any way sur- rale jam, and that's a fact.” prised.

It is a strange adventure certainly.” Yes. Early in the morning, my party—which was Strange. Why, I say, I do, it don't convene to reabound to Arkansas, from Lower Texas, which we left son at all. I say Jim, what's to be done with her?" because of the war-started, while I lingered behind to “ Take her to her friends, to be sure.” gather some rare and new flowers. This done, I fol- “Jim Wharton,” said Kelly, now very red in the face, lowed, as I thought, in their trail, but as I have since "you're about as silly as a heifer.” supposed, must have taken the wrong one. For hours “What do you mean?” replied the young man, his I never discovered my mistake; and then, instead of native fierceness breaking forth. retracing my steps, I attempted to cross the prairie in “Don't shoot up, for all the world like a bottle of search of the right one."

spruce beer ; but jist listen to me. This gal was picked “ Which of course you never found.”

up by you, you want a wife, take her ; you don't, well I “I never did; and since then I have wandered I know do, and I'll take her. There arn't no lar here.” not how."

“ Job Kelly,” said Wharton firmly, “of course you are • Well, never mind sad reminiscences. We are for poking fun ; if not,Arkansas, and will see you safe there. Strange guardians “What, if not ?"' exclaimed the other, with a brutal for one so young and fair,” added he with a laugh, “but trust me, I will prove a true one."

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would make 'acquaintance. She is under my protection, a-head. For some minutes Wharton found the prairie and there she remains free and safe until in the hands of dry and fit for walking, but ere he had advanced a hunher friends."

dred yards, a small morass thickly grown with tall rushes “She's opening her peepers,” said Kelly sullenly, “so impeded his progress, and he had to turn to the right in no more, but I'll be bound you'll listen to me. It don't search of a hillock over which he could walk dry footed. convene to reason the rest of the sentence was lost in Reaching the summit he looked round, and to his consithe muttering tone in which it was delivered.

derable surprise, discovered his friends at a gallop, mak“I have overslept myself, I fancy,” cried Mary Ren- ing along an old Indian trail, which led in a very differshaw starting, “ for you are stirring.”

ent direction to that of the rendezvous, in fact terminat“You have just risen in time for breakfast,” replied ing in an old deserted cluster of wigwams quite off the Wharton, “and if you like to run down yonder to the road. pool, and swill your hands and face, we shall then be You are an old coon, Kelly,' muttered Wharton, ready."

" and I see your plan at a glance ; but your head is The young girl acquiesced, and tripping down to the turned, and I will baulk you, or I am no white man. pool, where the horses had drank the preceding night, and Sweet girl, fear not, I have my senses about me.” which lay embowered in trees, she soon came back, her Crouching low, so that his companion might not descry hair smooth and neat, and her face glowing with renewed the change in his purpose, Wharton kept his eyes fixed loveliness and health. Much did both wonder at the on the rapidly retreating forms of the ill-assorted pair ; change which food and rest had brought about, nor were and when once they were out of sight, turned, and, still they backward in expressing their thoughts. She laugh- proceeding with great caution, followed in their footsteps. ingly repelled their praises, while she more than half As he walked quickly, he soon reached the trail, and with feared the daring and bold admiration that sat on the knitted brow and clenched hands, took his way along it. elder hunter's countenance. Wharton saw this and drew There was a cloud of night upon his face, and by the her attention away.

working of the muscles, it could be seen that he was “ Now for a venison cutlet, Miss Renshaw," he said, nerving himself to some stern determination.

At length “the best fare we have, and then for a ride over the the play of his countenance settled, and a stilled calm prairies on our way home.

overspread his features. “But how will you contrive? You have but two “ This will have a bloody ending I feel ; but Job Kelly korses."

you have brought it on yourself," he exclaimed aloud. * I shall walk a turn,” replied Wharton, handing the “ Ha, ha! old fox, a divided trail here,” he said, as he meat, and look out for game. It will be a pleasant reached the spot where thoy had turned off, and descried change."

fresh marks of horses on both ; " no, Indians, by the You are pleased to say so," said she, shaking her Lord !" head; “but I am not bound to believe you.”

It was true, there were clear signs that an Indian "If you don't have his, you can have mine, I reckon,” party had passed that way, but with women and children, put in Kelly gruffly, “I expect a slope will do me good.” tents and all the apparel, not of a war, but of a hunting

“Many thanks," exclaimed Mary, colouring, “but I'll ride. Still Wharton felt uneasy, not for himself, but for pat faith in my guardian.”

her who, thrown on his protection in so strange a man“See what it is to be young,” said Kelly with a laugh. ner, had keenly twined herself around his heart. With “Ha! ha! I wish I had twenty summers less upon my renewed vigour on he stepped, hoping that this discovery head. It would be rare, I'll sware."

had been the reason that had induced Kelly to change his ** Nonsense, Job!” cried Wharton, “you'll do very route. On he went for hours and hours ; the sun rose Fell as you are."

above his head, it gained its highest elevation, then sank " I'm not exactly square of that, but never mind and almost reached its place of rest, and yet he advanced, Catch up, is the word. Let us away.”

plain marks of horses' hoofs still guiding and urging him • This advice being seconded, the horses were made At length his step grew more slow, and as he gained ready, and then— Mary Renshaw leaping grily on the back a wood, he began to creep amid the trees, with cat-like of that which belonged to the young man--the party caution. A few minutes brought him to the edge of a started along a beaten though narrow trail, which led in romantic dell, a deep and gloomy glen of narrow dimenthe direction of the Red River. All signs of the threaten- sions, shaded by tall and waving pines. The earth was ing weather of the preceding night had departed ; the here encumbered with leaves and the falling boughs, reheavens were blue, and unclouded by a single streak of duced to a species of soil, where not a foot-fall could be vapour ; a warm glow pervaded the atmosphere, ever com- heard. Still were the horses' marks plainly to be scen, municating itself to the grass and rushes beneath their now led by the walking hunter. They tended downwards feet, which crackled and broke beneath the horses' hoofs to the bed of what, in wet weather, was a stream ; but ' as they proceeded. For a while they kept together, the which now presented nothing but stones and pebbles, horses being walked slowly, while Wharton trotted beside clean washed and whitened, to the eye. Looking down Mary leading her mustang, which prancod and snorted the vale, a high and cliffy eminence crossed the end at beneath its comparatively light load. At length, Kelly, some distance, whence spurted a tiny stream, that was who was in advance, signalled a herd of deor at some dis- lost in the ground; while on the summit were seen the tance to the left on the plain, near a knot of bushes, and dead wigwams. The whole buried in closing darkness, with the young man, having assured himself of their position, deep silence brooding over all, made sad the heart of the started across in search of the game, his companions solitary wayfarer. Treading lightly and slowly along the agreeing to halt for him at the ford, which lay some miles pebbles, Wharton reached a clump of bushes, and thenco


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looked into the very depth and mystery of that retired “And will you stand 'atween me and her, boy ?i cried spot.

Kelly, choking with passion ; :“ but fools will step in Below, lay a tiny pool dividing a small portion of rocky muddy holes. Out with your knife, man. ground from the rest of the glen, whence there was no For mercy's sake," said Mary, darting between visible outlet save the way by which Wharton had come. them. On the other side was a natural cavern, a famous cache Fear not, young lady," replied Wharton, in a low and place of safety for the prairie hunter. Above, reach-voice, “Kelly is not mad to fight me, with fifty red skins ing to the foot of a cliff of some twenty feet in height, in the dell, thirsting for his blood. Put up your knife, was a rough space covered with grass and herbs. Here Job, and let all your manhood speak in your gun, for you grazed the horses. A faint glow of light from the mouth will strive hard for your scalp this night. Go into the of the cavern marked where were the fugitives. Pausing shade, Miss Renshaw, there you will be safe.” awhile, until darkness had quite covered the scene, the Glad to have stayed the quarrel between her compayoung man slipped noiselessly down, and, with slow and nions by any means, the cause of their difference recautious step, forded the pool. Five minutes brought treated into the depth of the cavern; while Kelly, without him in full view of the cavern.

a word, threw himself forth, and rushing across the pool, Kelly sat beside a little fire, his back to Wharton ; soon returned with the horses, which he placed in another while Mary, close at hand, was reclining in apparently fissure of the rock, and then, crouching behind a stone, great fatigue on the horse cloths and other trappings, awaited the event. The common danger had established watching listlessly the preparations made for supper ; a kind of truce, however hollow, between the belligerent while her eye would anxiously turn every now and then parties, and a whispered dialogue, carried on as if nothing as if in search of one who came not. Wharton's heart had happened, was held as to the best mode of proceedleaped as he thought how glad it would be to have that ing. eye even thus turned in hope of his approach, and the “ Whin the devils come in sight,” said Kelly, dogmarover's taste for a roving life was at an end.

tically, “give 'em the lead. I'll resarve for a charge ; “ I reckon you're tired, Miss,” said Kelly, as gently as that'll end the fight to-night, though, I'm bound, they'll he could.

outly a month.

And no meat,'' he growled; I am. But why comes not your friend; I fear the mind, there's the horses, they'll last a goodish bit, I conIndians may have waylaid him?"

clude." “ I expect he arnt a child, he can take care of him- It is not a war party; they have women and cent self," exclaimed Job, sullenly, “ the Ingines wo’nt eat poles," observed Wharton. him. But look, here arl a fine juicy morsel."

You're eyes were sharp on their trail, I see,” said “ I cannot eat; I am sick at heart; I fear my kind Kelly; "an' if you're right, we'll have only a spurt and preserver is in danger."

thin they'll slope. But whew! thar they come. Give it “ Miss Renshaw,” said Kelly, rising and speaking slick; twenty devils, as I'm a Christian man.” thickly, “it goes agin the grain to hear you talk of that The red skins were now standing in the deep shade of man. I expect you would'nt trouble if I wur out, and the bushes, on the edge of the pool, and were gazing up ar'nt I as good as he ?"

at the deserted village, without any apparent conscious" I said nothing against you," replied Mary, half ness of their proximity to enemies. alarmed; “ but surely there is no harm in" " The sarpents,” said Job, chuckling, “ they expect

“There is above a bit. Miss Renshaw: what's in must we're green. Do you see thim four climbing like catacome out, and I ar’nt agoin' to tell no lies. I am Job mounts along the rock. Give me your pistols, we'll Kelly, and that's saying no dirt of myself. I'm about make believe thar three guns, and resarve mine.” the yaller flower of the forest hereabouts. I can beat any Next minute, a sheet of flame and three loud reports, hunter going, and keep a squaw in right down style. I redoubled by the echoes of the cavern and dell, awoke the like you, and that's a fact; there's a spirit in you ar'nt silence of the night, and then came a screeching and like a toun bred gall, and I say I do; I'll make you happy, halloing, as if the woods had been alive with savage beasts. so it's a bargain."

of prey instead of men. Several random shots followed, “ Sir," said the young girl, who was now very pale, and then again all was still, a heavy breathing silence “ I do not understand you.”

taking the place of sounds of rapine and slaughter. • Well, I call what I said plain spoke ; but if it ar'nt, “ They're fixed,” growled Kelly, “ that was small poI mean we'll be man and wife. I'll give you the smartest tatoes and a few of a hill. They've had a bellyfull, I cabin."

reckon." Hunter,” exclaimed Mary, « this is idle talk. “You are mistaken. They know we are weak handed, Friends of a day, even though we owe them much, are not and here they come !" replied Wharton, who had reentitled to take advantage of a woman's lonely state. But, loaded his rifle. lest you should nurse this foolish fancy, learn that if I had Kelly did not answer, but, throwing himself flat upon known you years, I would thank you and firmly say 'no.'his face, rolled down to a large stone below the mouth of

“Wake snakes !" cried Kelly, hotly; “don't say that, the cave, and there discharged his piece. Wharton for I'm wicked when I'm put out, I am, gall. I say, it quickly followed, and thus for some time did the two ar'nt time for you to talk that a way. Job Kelly says you'll hunters keep up the ball, firing alternately, and evading be his wife, and he means it. Fair or

skilfully every attempt to wound their frames, by screen“ But not foul, Job,” said Wharton, standing quietly ing themselves behind stones, and removing after every beside him. Fair if you will, and no man will say you shot. The Indians, who seemed galled at the smallness nay, but not by foul means."

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posts in every part of the valley which commanded the | the night, in that lono and dreary place. At length a cave. At length, however, wearied of the vain effort, form-a single one-emerged from the deep shadow of they filed off, and encamped in the mouth of the dell, so the trees. It was Wharton. On her knees fell the girl, disposing themselves that there was no chance of escape and from that wild and desolate spot went up a prayer that way for the beleagured party.

of gratitude and thanks—an orison of praise to the Great “ Now, thin, you rampageous red devils,” said Kelly, and Good. Tumultuous feelings were at work within her " your done. It's clear they don't know this place, but breast as she rose ; for in that holy act did the first I expect I do. Catch up, and buckle too, and we'll put consciousness come unto her soul that she loved the bold ten miles 'atween them and us afore morning.”

youth who had saved her from so many dangers. “ A snack first,” replied Wharton, who had led for- Wharton came near. He was pale-0! how deadly! ward Mary Renshaw, half dead with terror; come, | -while his eyes were wild and dark. His mien was young lady, courage, take some refreshment, you will threatening as he approached, and his glance at Mary need it.”

anything but friendly. Ilis left arm was supported in Encouraged by the cool way in which the hunterg sat the breast of his leathern vest, and it was clear was badly down to eat, their companion was induced to follow their wounded. Without a word, the young man stood gazing example, and thus a hearty meal was made, washed down at the lovely and trembling creature at his feet, for there by a horn of water from the pool. This done, the horses she had sunk. were saddled, and their owners soon ready for the start. “ You are hurt,” she said faintly, wondering at his Kelly went first, leading the animals, with his hand close

Let me bind your wound.” to the head of his own, while the other was fastened be- The tenderness with which this was uttered overcame hind. Wharton guided the steps of his trembling charge, Wharton, and the dark mood vanished. and clutched his faithful rifle to his side. Clambering Poor thing, it was not your fault. He struck me ere up the rude steep above the pool, the accustomed hunter I raised my hand. My God, thou knowest I would not raised a heavy bark at the summit, and disclosed a have done it. But it was he or I.” beaten trail, by which the former inhabitants of the vil- “Where is he?” said Mary, glancing fearfully round. lage had come down to fetch water. With much diffi- “ He is in the hands of Him who made him," replied culty, clearing away brambles and stepping over boughs Wharton solemnly. of trees that had fallen for years without hindrance, the IIorror struck, the young girl, eager to exculpate the party made their way to the crest of the cliff, and stood other from fault, asked how it happened ; and he then amid the ruined habitations of an Indian tribe.

explained that Kelly had risen in a savage and brutal “ No walking, now," said Kelly, sullenly. “I've humour, and had at once challenged him to fight. Wharloaded my horse with the plunder. You take up the gall; ton refused, upon which the other, irritated by the cool and then away, if you love your scalps.”

manner of his reply, had struck a blow, accompanied They were all soon mounted ; and then spurring their by an approbrious epithet. This the young man could half-rested steeds, and, under the guidance of Job, they not stand, and, hurrying to the wood, a deadly struggle hurried on for the trail, which had been left in the morn- ensued. The particulars he spared, save that he reing. Not a word was spoken. All were wrapt in their own peatedly urged the other not to carry the fearful contest thoughts. Kelly brooded over his sudden passion, so to the death. Both were severely wounded ; and, at last, hotly baulked ; Wharton dwolt with satisfaction at the Kelly feeling his strength going, made a fierce attempt idea of supporting his charge, during their dark ride, in to brain his antagonist. Wharton, in self-defence, used his arms, for her dependence on him made her dearer a pistol, which shot the other dead through the heart. each hour ; while what she felt we will not pretend to say. “ And his body?” faintly murmured Mary.

- At length, they halted, the chill air telling that it was “I have covered up, and placed heavy logs over it. not very far from morning. No fire was made, nor were God rest his soul. But now,” for she had been assisting the horses turned loose, but merely given a length of

rope to bind the wound in his arm, “ let us away, and leave to graze; and then, well wrapped over and sheltered, this dreadful spot, where I bave slain a white man." Mary Renshaw went to sleep. When she awoke, the “ And all for worthless me,” said Mary, shuddering. sun was up high in the heavens, the birds carolled above “Nay, say not so, Miss Renshaw. His own will did and below, the gnats and gally-neppers buzzed in the it." air, and, refreshed much, the young girl sprang to her

“How sad is my heart,” cried she, “ for me you have feet. She was alone, save that the horses grazed quarrelled with and slain your friend, for me you have sufquietly near, and a feeling of wild alarm at once per- fered these wounds." vaded her whole frame. Where were they? What could “Miss Renshaw; all this is nothing. To protect you they be doing?

I would do much more, and ask no other reward but your Their arms were with them. Could they be hunting? thanks.” She knew that there was little meat left, and hoped this “No other?” replicd she, with downcast eye and burnmust be it. The camp had been chosen in a small grove ing cheek. at the summit of a hillock. About half a mile distant “Much else, if I dared," said Wharton, trembling with was a wood. Looking over the prairie in every direction, emotion. she could tell they were not there. It was, then, within "Speak no more of this, let us away." the shade of the forest that she must look for them, and No! no! now on this spot with burning brow and on this spot her eye became at length fascinated. A fevered pulse, the blood of man upon me, I can know no deadly sicknese. pervaded her heart, and indescribable calmness, and must say, that I shall, at the hands of your horrors and terrori rose before her, thick as shadows of Erierds, seek the reward, the greatest I could have.".

“You will think differently when you are less excited,” | how she thanked him with all eloquent eyes, and how said she faintly.

they spoke of their dangers and difficulties, and how Never! Under strange circumstances, amid terrible they conjured up a bright and gladsome future, under scenes, has my love arisen. But I am not what I seem. the influence of rosy coloured hope, and how cheerily In station I am worthy of you. If your friends refuse me they welcomed the sight of the town they sought, not, shall I fear one here?"

would fill many pages. The delight and wonder of her “I fear not,” was all she could say ; and then, there friends, their gratitude to Wharton, their ready acquiescence before the face of heaven, in that great temple, not made in his wishes, are all things of course. So also was their with hands, without a smile, and with pale faces and tear- marriage—but it was no thing of course at all the hapful eyes, did they plight their troth, to be one for ever, and piness which resulted from their union. They left the to love one another all the days of their life ; and then, wilds and went to live in town, where the friends of after a silent prayer. for him who had died from his own Wharton hailed with delight her who had won their child reckless will, and an earnest request for pardon for the to thoughts of home; and though darksome regrets came shedder of blood, away they sped.

o'er his soul at times, never once did he sorrow for the How they journeyed on, how tenderly, how respect- mecting, on that summer evo, by the waters of Peccan fully Wharton treated his strangely and wildly won bride, Spring.


CROSSFELL! confederate of the storm,

Grey monarch of the mountain range ;
Calmly for ever towers thy form

Above this atmosphere of change ;
And ever, as our footsteps turn,
Seems watching o'er their homeward bourne,
Though fells our bleak horizon close,

And hills o'er hills above us peer,
To thee alone our valley owes

Tribute of dread, O Mount Austere !
And notes thy signs of gloom or grace
As subjects watch their tyrant's face !
Thou treasurest up the streaky snows,

In wintry thrift pre-eminent ;
And oft, when spring's soft verdure glows

In lowly vales, thy blasts are sent;
And when the harvest-time is near,
Thy menace puts the land in fear.
Oft wild winds break thy shadowy band,

And through the vales thy storm-voice thrills ; While shivering, foodless, patient stand

“ The cattle on a thousand hills ;"
And hissing sleet or rattling hail
Are driven afar upon the gale.
Old prostrate trees, and scattered corn ;

Spring showers of leaves like autumn's shed; And severed branches, tempest-borne ;

And drifted snow, o'er pitfalls spread,
The withered herb, the roofless cot.
Can these thy trophies be forgot ?
Yet, wizard fell! while o'er the land

From thy veiled brow the shadows lour,
Oft have we climbed the height to stand

Within the circle of thy power ;
And almost, with our childhood's wonder,
Yet hear its dread continuous thunder!
Our earliest vision saw thy form,

Thou Atlas of our eastern sky!
Our ear, in childhood, knew the storm

Whose billowy voice roared wild or high.
And where those mighty winds were furled,
Then seemed the boundary of the world.
We love thy smiles, as children love

Th’ unbending of their warrior sire ;
And e'en thy hostile panoply,

Or helm, by fancy's light admire ;
And climb thy skirts, or clutch thy crown,
Without the fear to meet thy frown.
Rise, veteran blast ! unshorn in power,

With memory's fragrance on thy wings!
Thy fierce assault, thy deaf' ning roar,

The garb that, fluttering, closer clingsThese wake more precious spells for me Than richest gales of Araby.

Our pagan fathers wondering stood,

As rose, 'mid calm, the tempest's wrath ; Or when their stalwart strength was bowed,

As some fierce whirlwind barred their path, While reigned around mysterious gloom, And far was heard its thunder-boom. They dreamed of wild, unearthly forms

Haunting thy lone and lofty brow, Pouring their demon rage in storms

Upon the western vales below; And when thy orient helm appeared, The present fiend our fathers feared. But ages passed and on our land

The day-spring from the east arose,
And holy mon-a zealous band-

God's Word to demon-might oppose;
And raise the Christian standard hero,
With rite of exorcism and prayer.
How beautiful, on this stern pile,

The feet of Him of old who brought
Unto our lone, benighted isle,

Glad tidings of redemption bought!
And here, perchance, we press the sod
His Apostolic feet have trod.
Thy slopes are green; thy cloudless brow,

Where winds the sheep's or shepherd's path, Retains nor saintly traces now,

Nor vestige of the demon's wrath; And whether reared of wood or stone, Augustine's cross, can ne'er be known. And since those men, of days remote,

O wild and seldom-trodden Fell!
Shepherds alone thy heights have sought,

And thou hast kept thy secret well;
Though fain Philosophy would trace
Thy howling helm-wind's nursing-place.
Save that in long, bright summer days,

When springs are low and winds are still,
And Nature's pilgrims climb to gaze

From each lone heath and lofty hill, Glad troops of friends have often tried Who first should scale thy slippery side. And oft the sheep below, that seem

Like stars in heaven or ships at sea,
Stirless, apart, as in a dream-

Images of tranquillity-
Fly their lone spring and tender grass,
Where troops of laughing gypsies pass.
And seldom shall the young and fair

E'en where earth's varied beauties meet,
Mid loveliness that may compare

With the bright scene around thy feetO'er which the gathered spells of time Have cast their witchery sublime.

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