{"newspaper_name": "The Litchfield County post.", "edition": "01", "page": "p4", "byline": ""}
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happiness was rl1Oked in the ruin, and not drop remained to cheer the passing pilgrim, or assuage the thirst of the weary inhabitants. A presidential Vapour arose, which infected the air with its malignant breath. The inhabit- ants of this once healthful village, with pale emaciated visages, sought in vain for one drop of water in the ruins of the temple. They tainted in the streets. and sank to rise no more. Others essayed to quench their thirst in the intoxicating bowl which only increased their malady, till frantic with the draught they rushed madly on the heaps of shining sand gathered by their fathers and scattered them to the winds. The village once so beautiful became frightful wilderness. Serpents lur- ked beneath it's broken walls. Unclean beasts howled in its empty dwellings, the traveller as he passed fearfully through it's desolate ri- l ins, exclaimed is this the spot once SO fair to the eye, so jayeus to the heart, the adnira- ton of all who beheld it. '' Ye that trust in l riches weep and howl for the miseries that ] shall come upon you, your riches are corrup- ted, and your garments are mOth-eaten; your gold and silver is cankered, and the rest of 1 them shall be a witness against you, and shall eat your flesh as it9were ire."