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THE HISTORY OF A SOUL
into his carriage were alert and brisk The fully saluted every sense, his mind imaged body seemed no incumbrance, but merely the before him its dearer self, “his soul's far willing and expert servitor of the soul.
better part," and the children of that sweet He drove briskly, but a traveller on foot who love, till his heart swelling with joy unutterable, caught only a glimpse of his countenance, as actually became incredulous of so much earthly the carriage met and rapidly passed him on the bliss. He strove to realize his own happiness road, kept wondering who the stranger was; and rainly tried to measure it to his own mind. and when the tired wayfarer sat him down to Overwhelmed with a sense of the goodness of rest beneath the shade, bis fancy pictured to the infinite, he uttered his thanksgivings in the bim ever and again that same poble, pleasant words of Israel's king: "O God, my heart is face, gladdened by the sunshine of a joyous, fixed. I will sing and give praise, even with soul, which played so gracefully around the lip, my glory. Awake, psaltery and harp: I myself and on the cheek and brow. Hubert drove on, will awake early. I will praise thee, O Lord, but when he was somewhat beyond the village, among the people, and I will sing praises anto the reins slackened, and he mused on his rising thee among the nations. For thy mercy is fortunes thus, as thriving men are apt to do: great above the heavens, and thy truth reacheth "My practice is every day increasing--my unto the clouds." And the voice of that lowfees are large-I am already more than com- worded worship chimed in harmoniously with fortable>I shall soon be rich-my children the sounds which Nature uttered in the ear of God. will not begin life as I did.” Ah! the beginning Calm, subdued and happy, Hubert arrived of his life--what electric power has such a at the gate of his own home. Ellen had cradled common thought, that it rouses and quickens the younger child, and put it to sleep with the the soul like the touch of kindling fire ? His low soft music of her voice; and was now emrevery is broken, and he no longer meditates ployed, with the elder by her side, on the shady abstractedly on earthly gains. He is auake, side of the bouse, in training the vine which and feels himself in the presence of God, whose climbed over the nursery window. She was invisible hand has led him along the journey of at the gate before Hubert had stepped from life by so wonderful a way, and conducted his carriage, and observed with surprise as she him to that day, that very hour, and to those took his arm that a tear trembled in his eyes, circumstances and conditions of his earthly ! though his face looked glad and happy; and being. He was glad, but he was also full of though she wondered, delicacy did not allow her profound gratitude and holy awe-full of awe, to remark it, till he brushed it away as an inbecause he felt that God his Creator, in whose truder, and smiled lovingly upon her. Then actual presence he then fully realized himself she said caressingly, “ What is the matter, my to be, was working out these destinies for him. dear Hubert ? What means that tear? It He honored not himself as the architect of his somehow strangely contradicts your face.” own fortunes. It is true that he gazed ad “My sweet Ellen," said he, “it is not a tear, miringly, and rejoiced at the sight of the noble if tears betoken sadness. It is the irrepressible fabric, where Heaven's own handiwork shone outgush and overflowing of a fountain of hapso fair beneath the reflection of Heaven's own piness within, I cannot contain ; of a gratitude light; but he worshipped not the gods of gold, to Heaven I cannot express in words. God is and wood, and stone, neither said he in his so good and you make me so happy, Ellen, and heart, like an impious one of old, “Is not this the world does so smile on me-all unworthy great Babylon that I have builded by the might as I now am, so wicked and hardened in skeptiof my power, and for the honor of my majesty?" cism as I have been, more than you know or
Hubert listed up his eyes to the heavens even can conceive of, unless I should relate the above, all radiant with sunshine ; he cast them wretched experiences of the two dark years abroad over the verdant fields. His ear opened which followed my graduating, and my introand took in the music of bird-voices, pouring duction to your father's house. You know, out their melodies from amidst the umbrage of dear Ellen, every event of my external life, and spreading trees. The least precious of the the efforts I have made to win you, and the senses woke too in that hour, and he was con- | obstacles, once deemed insurmountable, which scious that he breathed in the aroma of opening my own right hand removed to reach you ; not buds and blooms; and while the loveliness of that you were unwilling to give me your hand nature lay thus outspread before him and grate-1 with your heart in it, for you were ever kind
and good, my love ; but others interposed be- | myself at the bedside of a human sufferer, and tween our loves and us. All this you know, held the sick hand in mine to feel the flutterbut you can never know what struggles men ing pulse-beat, that I have not remembered tally I then endured; for I would not, now that that hour, and the healing which she brought all is over, cloud your pure glad spirit for a me then from Heaven. Oh, Ellen ! you canmoment with the dark story of my inner life not know how those blessed words of hope during that long agony, when none knew me, sank like grateful rain from Heaven into my none pitied, none aided me. But no, happiness parched and fevered soul; and then her tone has made me forgetful and ungrateful; for my and look when she said, Hubert, I love you own dear cousin Anna, who, next to yourself, with inexpressible soft pity,' 'Twas like a Ellen, is the woman dearest to me on earth, ray of heavenly sunshine, shot suddenly athwart came to me then : you sent her, but with her a subterranean dungeon's gloon.” own yearning heart of Christlike purity and While Ellen replied, husband and wife entenderness she came to soothe and comfort me. tered arm in arm that happy Christian home; She sat herself down by my side, all cold and and its opened door, never inhospitable before, dead as I was to this world. Yes, absolutely closed firm against my Ariel, who straightway dead and buried in my own sullen griefs; for flew across the wide waste of Ocean's waters, I had then well nigh forgotten you, Ellen, and bringing me this last leaf of iny story-this our love. I could have even hated you. if that excerpt, torn from that chapter of the world's had been possible, to escape the anguish of the unwritten history which contains the records hopeless love I bore you. Yes, she came and of a soul, which first doubted, then suffered, sat beside me; and I have never since placed repented and believed, and thus was SAVED.
A VESSEL on the deep blue sea was gliding
A gladsome throng,
'Twixt dance and song ;
Fearless of wrong.
Timid and strong,
Held vigil long.
Peacefully were the waves of ocean swelling
Their proud caps high ;
As, eye to eye,
Come floating by,
The snowy canvas of that glad bark swelling,
Then softly die;
The azure sky
No danger nigh.
A darksome cloud,
Graceful and proud,
Muttering loud :
Descries a shroud.
Sternly was now that vessel's master eyeing
The deep’ning gloom;
Awaits their doom ;
The thunder's boom
Doth onward come.
Alas! too soon!
The rose in bloom.
The gale has passed the sombre clouds are stealing
In haste away;
The source of day;
Yield to his sway.
Amid the spray
A helpless prey-
A funeral lay.
BY REV. E. E. ADAMS.
HAVRE, FRANCE, ) 1 situated on the Sound, in latitude 56° N. and
February 18th, 1848.) longitude 12° 28' E. It was a small village of If the traveller would visit Elsinore from fishermen's huts until 1445, when Eric, king Copenhagen, he can do so by the morning post.
of Pomerania, gave it the dignity of a town, Passing from the city through the ancient gate,
conferred many privileges on the inhabitants, you are at once relieved from narrow, dirty
and built a castle for their protection. Its instreets, the everlasting noise of men, and steeds
crease has been gradual, the population at and chariots, and the dismal roll of the soldier's
present being only seven thousand. Among drum, by the soft and quiet scenery. No cloud
these are numbers of foreign merchants, many capt mountain stands in the enchantment of
pilots, and a few artisans who excel in the distance before you ; no mighty torrent leaps
manufacture of jewelry. The passage of the and thunders down the cliff, to pour its hushed
sound is guarded by the fortress of Cronburg, waters along the vale; no boundless forest
situated on a promontory, opposite which is dislifts its ancient trunks, nor spreads its beaten
tinctly seen the coast of Sweden, at a distance boughs to the storm ; but trees of richest foli
of only four miles. This fortress is fortified age adorn the bastions and hang over the moat, towards the town by walls and intrenchments, casting their shadows over the silvery waters ;
and toward the sea by batteries mounted with gardens, bright with roses and dew-drops, and
sixty cannon, of which the largest are fortyrich with every useful herb, smile and breathe | eight pounders. It was anciently very richly their odors; gentle hills, crowned with parks, furnished, but in 1658 the Swedes pillaged it, from the centre of which rise the mansions of
taking all its furniture, among which were Danish nobles, and on one of which, the most
some statues of massive silver. distant, is a palace embosomed in shades, pre Every vessel that passes lowers her topsails sent an inviting aspect; whilst the royal high and pays a toll at Elsinore. This toll is paid way, adorned on either side with choice trees, from precedent, as a reward to the Danish and kept in perfect order, enables you to glide government for the support of light-houses and onward with pleasure and rapidity. The ride signals to mark the shoals and rocks in the to Elsinore occupies three hours through a re Cattegat. The number of vessels annually gion well cultivated, and presenting features
passing the sound is from sixteen to twentynot unlike those of English scenery, but not
two thousand, and the toll, until within a few broken by the innovating hand of art; no puff years, amounted to a million dollars yearly. ing and smoking engine marring the beauty of
The right to this toll had long been questioned, nature, or disturbing the peaceful calm of the and in 1844 some English merchants interested simple peasants.
the British Parliament in the matter, the result The swamps with which this island abounds of which was a reduction. So valuable was furnish great quantities of peat, which is an
this revenue to the Danish nation, that Elsinore article ct traffic with the husbandman, and of has been called “ the king of Denmark's gold comfr to all classes. It is cut from the swamps mine." Vessels are often detained at this port in di , seasons and exposed in heaps to the sun
by head winds, when its streets are thronged ar. wind; when sufficiently dried it is taken by seamen, for whose welfare no one is coni the country waggons to the towns for fuel. cerned. A few years since a house of worship 1 here is nothing in the town of Elsinore to ex
was erected by the English government, for the cite the attention of a stranger. The streets benefit of the Scotch and English residents in are narrow, and dwellings decaying. It is | Elsinore, but it subsequently came into the pos
session of a Dane, who rented it to a dancing domain; and his name was sufficient to disarın master for his school !
the stoutest combatant. At length a slave was The castle is an object of great interest from induced, by the promise of his freedom, to enter its historic and romantic associations. It is the cellar. By the faint light, over bones and an ancient building of grit-stone, inclosing a rusty armor, the spoils of the dreadful Ogier, square area capable of containing twenty thou he approached his gloomy presence. sand men. It has numerous towers, one of “Pause!” exclaimed the sepulchral voice. which is an observatory, and serves as a bea “ Why art thou here? darest enter this fatal con, commanding a view of the sound, of the abode ?" Norwegian mountains, and the coast of Sweden “I dare !" said the slave,“ knowing that I with its flourishing towns. The Princess Ma have nothing to lose if it please you to destroy tilda was imprisoned in this castle. The only me, but if you permit me to return, I am free." amusement she had was that of tracing on the "It is well," replied the voice; “there are yet windows flowers and other objects, together men in Denmark.” with the portraits of her parents and friends, It is not improbable that a knowledge of this and to ascend the tower to look at evening, by tradition assisted the great poet in his concepthe moonlight, over the sea whither all she tion of the ghost whom he represents as appearloved had gone. She was finally rescued by ing by night to the officer Marcellus, and to the English.
Bernardo and Horatio, friends of Hamlet, and Shakspeare selected this castle as the scene afterwards to Hamlet himself, as his father's of bis “ Hamlet.” Standing in front of the spirit, declaringcastle at night in the keen wind that sweeps
“ I could a tale unfold, whose lightest word over the sound, and listening to the solemn
Would harrow up thy soul; freeze thy young blood; murmur of the waves, you will readily appre Make thy two eyes, like stars, start from their spheres ; ciate the feelings of the poor soldier Francisco, Thy knotted and combined locks to part,
And each particular hair to stand on end, when being ordered to bed by his officer, he ex
Like quills upon the fretful porcupine ! claimed:
But this eternal blazon must not be
To ears of tlesh and blood :- list, list, oh! list" For this relief much thanks : 'tis bitter cold,
If thou didst ever thy dear father love-" And I am sick at heart." Under the castle is a dismal cellar into which The royal palace is about half a mile from light is admitted through cylindrical excava
Cronburg castle, and adjoining it, a garden tions like wells. This cellar, according to a
called Hamlet's garden, said, by tradition, to superstitious tradition, was, for centuries, the
be the very spot where his father was murabode of a mysterious being—the terror of all
dered. The mansion, neither spacious nor eleDenmark. His name was Ogier, or “ Halgar
gant, stands at the foot of a sand ridge, near Danské :" “ Dane in the cellar.” He sat, it
the sea. The garden occupies the hill-side tois said, over a marble table with his elbows
gether with a small area below. The hill is upon it, until his beard had grown down and
laid out in terraces adorned with the common taken root in the solid slab.
shrubs and flowers of a garden, and on the The brares: dared not enter his subterranean | angles stand a few indifferent statues.