From the Richmond Republica
A FRAGMENT.


BY "EscHYLUs."

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NV guitar had fallen from my hand, and
its wall, at having fallen, was the shrek
which had heard. But a something spoke
to my spirit, Chat my dream was true, and
like an incubus it hung upon me ), so that,
when the afternoon came again, walked
with the most intense curiosity by the ia
theirs home and 10 beheld two small
coffins borne in the arms of friends, and
deposited in the ready hearse. And my
vision was not false only the reality had
exceeded it; for both the little prattlers had
been plucked, like blossoms from the tree
of life, and now were going to their cold
and gloomy graves Behind them came
the pale and heart-stricken parent-hs
countenance refecting his heart-for it was
almost broken and grief had cast its gloo-
my veil over Joys effulgent light-so that
its beams no longer shone from his once
happy visage. But the mother-where
was she9 Alas the fell disease, at one


fierce swoop, had struck low in death the
two lovely babes, and laid upon dying
bed the beautiful mother. The little ones
we're borne before the mourning friends to
the dark and gloomy caverns OF death and
as the clods fell on the coffin lids, their
hollow sound found strange echo in the
fathers breast, which too truly told that a
few more days, and his darling wife would
be borne to the tomb, already gaping with
horrid yawn to receive its victim. The
echo in the lather's breast, spoke too truly,
for after day and night Of hopeless watch