Weekly Messenger, Volume 3, Number 144, Vevay, Switzerland County, 15 August 1834 — Page 1

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Y TMIB WESIEIEJLi'2' MIES VOL. III. .TO. 141. NEW SERIES ISO. 14. PRINTER'S RETREAT, INDIANA, FRIDAY, AUGUST 15, 1S34.

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THE TYKOLER. CHAPTER XI. Who is it in the press that calls on me? I heard n tonnie, shriller than all the music. Cry, 'Caar.1 " Julius Crsar. The sacristan of the church of the Franciscans at Inspruck was, for the third time in one year, dressing the altars and shrines for a festival in honor of the Tvrolesc arms, at an

early hour on the morning of the fourth of

October. Heaps of fresh-gathered flowers and festoons of leaves with those of the vine, the oak, and the laurel curiously interwoven, lay upon the pavement of the aisle. He had an assistant, with two or three urchins of boys, who are always, upon such occasions, glad, happy, nd contending for what th-y are tu do and to carry, w ere engaged in the cheerful labor, when a young Tyroler, dusty and way-worn, came into the church, and falling upon his knees the moment he entered, performed his devotions with a sunken head and with a whispered fervour, either not seeing or disregarding these preparations. After a while he rose, and walked forward for the purpose of kneeling again more in advance, and repeating the usual prayer, and so by humble and successive approaches to draw near to the high altar. The old sacristan, w hose face was not at all of that sallow cast usually seen gilding about among aisles and altars, lighting or extinguishing tapers, and changing vestments and altar-cloths, but had those blushing and pimply honors which told plainly that, as often as he could, he gladdened Ids heart with something stronger than water, eyed the youth with no little impatience, while he

to do with it, but praise those that have it, as we back game-cocks or dogs in a bear-garden, lint 1 love old Ilofer because hc"s a publican; because he sells wine, and drinks it; because his word is like gold, and better than the seal of the Kaiser himself, whom God bless nevertheless; in fact, I know no fault in him, but the one never was a, man they say without a fault.:1 "What's that?" 44 He trusts my black masters a little too much, and he is too much given to wearing out the knees of his breeches on church pavements." " "Ah! friend, though the first may be his gain, and his glory, and his strength his help now, his hope forever;'' and, as he spoke, the youth burst into a flood of tears, and, turning aw ay his face, hurried fast out of the church. " That fellow," said the amazed sacristan, 44 has lost his wits or his puise. None but the mad or starving cry in that fashion, or pray o Yeast days; so saying, he returned to the light and cheerful work before him, humming over the merry tunc of " All enk NachbarsIeuten." No sooner had Albert--for it was he no sooner had he got away by himself among the lime-trees in a grove, close on that suburb, than he fell upon his face, and sobbed aloud; but it was not long ere groups of peasants, all in their holiday clothes, all wearing flowers the youths and maidens singing and laughing; the children running wild and noisy before: the old ones following slow, and with smiles, behind began to pass him by. He was forced to check his weeping, though

he in vain struggled to look gny, as he an-

Kiieeiea, ana, as ne came lorwaru, stopped s-.r fh.:P rriin,rs. whirh wor rvn

Lim very abruptly. wUh M d hcart becausej b his rifle 4-l his church, my young sinner, wont serve and drcs thcv kncw him for countryman

v l-rt's, and defender.

. . ueie. e want nouaay smnes Ah! me, lhe innocent are car." said Al

and good singers. I here 11 be no confessing 'bert. the lark is gav. i wcs Wont to be here to-day, nor any where else in the whole j myself a few short months ago, but it is past, place, without it be at the Capuchins. There, onc: i fecl loathsome to msdf, I fear tnat i 1TO Otlt With vnn.nnti turn trt vaiip !.-. i . . .

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to the left again

44 Why, master, what is going on! Is it a saint's day?"

A saint s day! no; it's something better

man, l tee I my sell de

graded ; and patriot is a hallowed name I may not take. The good alone can be patriots." He was not sorry (o be summoned away from

these reflections by the loud and joyous accla

than a saint's day it's a hero's dav! It's a' .: c ,i t'TZz .

. . , , , , ..X' . , uirtiiuiis ui un; ijuouii;. . "cui. ills SiCDS festival in honor of old Andrew Hofer-I call(baek towards the church of the Franciscans, the man old, though he is some twenty years. k tm rmw.lincr intr it. r.

younger than myself, because 1 like him. I the joyful cries, and the close press, and the

the name of llofer, he

patriot chief had already enrt could no longer leap, his

limbs refused to run, but in the noise and

bustle of the show, he hoped to find some rc-

younger than wyselt, because I like him. I the joyful cries, and 1 drink his health four times a day in common, frcquent uUcrancc of and to-day I shan t count glasses, be it fourjud ed that lhe patric times four; so, as 1 said before, jog your way ;Jterefed. Hjs hea,rt CQ1

this is the house of feasting.'

There's no honor can light on Andrew llofer, but I'll rejoice with all good and true Tyrolers; 'tis a pleasure, and a right, and a duly but a man may hare sorrows of his own

lor all that," said Albert.

lief, some momentary forgetfulness.

Although Albert was born a peasant, yet

he was a child of the mountain; had been

alone with thoughts among the glaciers; had

I hat s Iruc, lad, but a man may eulo i 1 ?n iu

them down, if he will, in a cup of good li-' he gat by ,he winter fire; and? now m R o,uor; and I counsel you, go do this at the few short months, he had lived much, and fast

u. . uu,uch v..pv:S uiHuuj, lor you and fearfully. Peril and honor, pleasure in have such a woe-begone face, as ill suits with its madness,sin in its sweetness and in its sufthesong they 11 soon be singing;-' and with r:ntr h un j nrrtVPj , ni, anA f K

that, little heeding the solemnity of the place, he began the merry lay of " All enk Nach-l)aileutcn."

Wliv, I guess," said the youth, "there

band for Maximilian, on the tomb above him, kneeled not more statue-Vke than Hofer. The past monarch of the land, and the present acknowledged father of it w ere there before the miserable Albert. It was a solemn presence. Here Leopold the Pious there Leopold the saint looked severely on him. With the grave and hope-denying countenance of sorrow, Philip the Good pointed with his bronze hand to the earth beneath; while Rodolph, with coronetted helm, and beaver up, frowned fierce upon him, and raised a gauntletted hand, as though to strike the appointed blow. Guilt made a coward of him and he trembled, although pressed upon and encircled by numbers, as though he had been alone, in this solemn temple, and these spectral forms animate, and commissioned messengers of w rath. The last responses bad been made the last hallelujahs borne up on the breath of the praiscful congregation there assembled and now, as the procession moved again, and the crowd poured forth into the sun, and w hile the organ was swelling with the last glad exulting tones with which it closed the service of the festival even now, as Albert was about to leave the church in search of some lodging for the night, a gentle voice whispered welcome in his ear. He turned and the frozen fear about his heart burst and melted into the flood of feeling which, on the instant, rose and fell warm with a delicious sorrow, from his weeping eyes, as he pressed to his bosom the pale and happy Johanna. It was but a moment that the tormentor had spared him it was but a moment that Johanna, all wondering at his sudden and sad appearance, but yet rejoicing to embrace him enjoyed her sweet delusion, or he his 3weet forgetfulness.

With a wild and haggard air Albert re

leased himself from her tender and innocent

arms.

" Leave me, Johanna! leave me!" he cried.

"I had forgot 1 was thinking of old times

but they or the like ot them, can never come

again to me.

" Why, dearest Albert, what is this?" said

the fond girl. "You are not well, the war is

killing you it is rest you want. " Then, Johanna, I want what I shall never haTc."

44 Yes, Albert, here, to-day, in the house of

my sister-in-law; and I will nurse you." 44 Johanna, that can never be. I tell you, there is no more rest for me, Lcre or hereafter." "Do not talk so wild, my Albert. It is wicked to talk so. I can sce woll ennii!i

what is ihe matter with you. You are worn with weary marchings, and long watchings in the dark chill nights. I have thought of

you, and prayed for you many a long night of wakefulness." "You might as well have prayed for Judas

or Barabbas!" and the expression of his countenance, as he spoke, could no longer be misunderstood. It was Albert, indeed, yet not Albert another, and yet the same. Jo

hanna's changed also, at the first entrance of

the thought that Albert had committed sin: she stood aghast and wild ; but after, in a few moments, with a look of love, compassionately sad, she look his hand in hers, and made him kneel with her: and there, in a mournful

but firm voice, she renewed her vow, and

a light and springing step; and their shouts jthe sanctity of a prior's cell and a lonely moand laughter made the mountain echoes all;nastery. about them glad and buy. It was not till the pastor Christian heard Just as they had passed the bridge, thcv 'the church tilled with loud and blaspheming heard the faint tingle of a goat-bell, and saw! voice?, that he was able 1o acounl tor tlJt; the miserable goatherd and his charge scram- unusual circumstance of the mnss at noo: bling away from them in haste and terror. ; having been om.ttf d : and thcugh something "Ho for a stewed kid!" cried one; and;l'ke a gleam of hope low broke m on him "Ho for a drink of goat's milk," cried ano-ithat deliverance was nigh, ycl it wns laint,

ther; and away some four or five of them in

chase.

id he almost doubted w hether, through the

agency of such evil and Jaws spirits, any

"It's a nriest " said one: "don't vou see his ! gift, even that of liberty, could be a ble-sif.g.

black robe? What, ho! you shaven raven, Hut it is such a thing to breathe open air of stop, or 111 send a winged-word shall make heaven, and look np at the clue sky that to you." ga7.e again on any scene ci r.atuie to Ico'-: Vlt's not a priest," said the other; " it's a once more upon the sun even though death goat-boy I can see plain enough." should follow on the iiibt.snt, were a rhe..K "I'll bet you a dollar it's a priest." purchased joy. Weeks, ot which he 1m J Lit " Done! and it's no priest." a" count, had rolled by since Ins co:.h;:rinei t "Stop! you black rascal!" he shouted to ;and ho started at the sound of his ou the frightened boy, who continued to fly; .voice as he now shouted uLud. as lie thou ghi, "stop! orl'll make a death's head of you." jto attract the attention of the rude wsiicT-,

"He'll be out of sight in two minutes more," ;o the churcli to me convent. Ijui ti.c si, oh;.

said his comrade, "and knows a hiding-place, which he fancied loud, fell back into his ceil; I'll warrant me." iand, if heard at all without, was mistaken for

44 He'll not reach it this time," said tlic first some cry or other than it w:r, and never

speaker; and with that he levelled his piece ; heeded. and fired. Two, three, four hours passed away: n

" A capital shot," shouted the captain, as jone had replied to bis call not a foot sic f

he came up; "the fellow dropped like a had approached ms cell. Evening came: still

stone." And away they both ran, crying 'no relief no visitor he thirsted, and had no 44 Halves," "No halves." j water nor had he broke bread the whole

In a few minutes they came back to their: day ot agitation.

comrades, loudly laughing, and one of them

holding on the muzzle of his piece a rusty and tattered garment, and its belt of rushes,

which, as he joined them, he cast among them. They pretended to shrink from the touch of it, and threw it from one to the other, like boys at play, with the merry cry of "None of my

child! None of my child! ' And so the ragged robe, stained with the blood of a human life, was finally flung, with a far jerk, into the Fredolfo, and carried down the turbid torrent, and out of the Valley of Despair, into some greener one below, to be the prize and play-thing of some other shepherd-boy, hook

ing minnows with a crooked pin on its pleas

ant banks. They had just arrived within musket-shot of the convent; and one of the party had, by a skilful shot into the belfry, set the bell swinging and ringing, when the door opened, and the prior, preceded by four brethren, all

barefooted and bareheaded, carrying lighted candles, and himself bearing the host, came forth to meet the intruders. Not ten of the

whole band but stopped, and fell upon their

It was, after all, to woman's feeling that

he owed his liberation. The palaces con

trived for access to the various cells were

concealed in so curious a manner, that ma

rauders might run all about the convent with

out alighting on them; but as the unhappy

women, mentioned above, sat at supper with Frizzoni and his favorite comrades, they thought upon the captives; and with benevolent and earnest solicitude besought the chief to leave his wine-cup and their embraces, to release these miserable sufTercrs. The lovely Thais might have envied this coarse Mar

garita the looks and words of blessing with w hich she was greeted at each miserable cell, as, torch in hand, she led they w ay of Frizzo

ni, half-tired, half-inloxicatcd, had been with considerable difficulty induced to move a step in favor of the wretched inmates.

was nothing remaining to him but the black and painful sting of remorse. Almost the instant he entered, lie got a

V..v snmo . I.nnc nmnn( vnur nrirfi- I'lg'llOl IlOier; and mOUCn 11 WS Only in prO

Lt-ix ince M Easter doin-s here " fl,c ,hnt hc saw him and lhc P;,triot kneeled butsnrm. voice, she renewed licr vow, and -To he nil to be of Maximilian, with his pl-gMcd him her troth. But Albert .... . 1 C l ... ,nV . . J S M levos dovnn.lr far A nnnn the rrmmH. vPl A I. i spake never a word it did not seem as though

was wagging; pcrnaps inc tree nas oecn.v ---.- ----- . - ,! " , " ""ihe hMrd r heoAoA her. Suddenly, howr.

.1 k i 'c-n un.iueu lor ie;ii, iiuu iimiu inc hoi iiironji . " il nut 1 . . . .. . . BLr ( 4 . 11 : l. r

l.lt cold. The church was alive with the ,a " 'u:t;u l" luu'":,-l,ulli llc !l"lUliS UFUU multitude; all heads seemed gay. The hats his fcct' and said "No' no! Johanna, that is

of the woir.cn w ere wrcatcd with flowers, and;"11 rtlhat can never be; the withered the hare heads of the men made glnd move- hand l,i,s done Us work 1 sce lt now Ah!

incuts; even the bald shone happy, and therc,Tes JOUnnna 1 ,cei 11 "-"PB memy

shaken a little more roughly than usu;

the apph-s must all fall sooner or later. I say What can't fie cured Must be endured .

That's my way of thinking, and that's what I ii Mick to."

was mnm f.immrr nbont .-.II fl,:, hr I heart is ice my blood will never run warm

44 Well, friend, that does not seem to have j should be with creatures on their knees. The aSain" And 80 'peaking, he leaned against

venerable abbot of Willau wore a kind smile a Plllar w,t cIosed eyes, aghast and motionof jov, as at the solemn moment of that day's . 'css ceremony, hc bent to invest this prince ofi vc" thc red-faced Sacristan, who was peasants with the chain and medal sent to doming up with some cold unfeeling words to him bv the descendant of Kodolph of Haps-!distu' l' l,iem wns touched by the piteous burg;anJ the dear children who swung th 3 j'S111 of two youthful persons looking so manipots of incense, were receiving in their biir i fest,v wretched, and he tendered his aid to

and beating hearts impressions never to DassiJohanna' lo ,1e,P hcr ,n leading the unfortu-

been Holer's motto, or we should have been

ending dollars to Munich, and conscripts to Fiance, and you would not have been dressing up that altar for this festival." Umph, umph; well, curse all care and thinking laugh and grow fat that's what 1 say, and that's what I'll stick to. You're a likely-looking young fellow enough, if you had but got colour in jour checks. I tell you go to the Golden Grapes, and get a red lace." " I suppose you speak from old acquaintance and some experience." 44 Forty-one vcars. come next Hallowmas

eve, have 1 daily drank the Kaiser's health and my own, with that w orthy little (I call him little, hy heason he's short, though he is as round as one of his own butts.) Paul Richter. that w as, and that w as host of the Golden G rapes, now no more. He thrust his foolish head in the w ay of a cannon-shot last August, and it was broke, you sce, off, as one may say. He'd too much heart for his head, fir it would row be, like mine, safe on his shoulders. He has got honour, and I have got his house, w here you'll find his widow, my wife that is, ready to serve you with a can of good liquor, arid a w ord or two of hcr mind with it." " Whv. you blow hot and cold: I thought you drank Ilofer's health a? a patriot and a hero. What's this but honor?"

I ll tell you w hat, honor is not for all men.

away. Albert alone stood cold; the bliss around seemed no more communicable to him. They sung thc hymn of praise; his tongue clave to the roof of his mouth, and felt dry but he

gazed at Hofer with a fixed, intense interest. He would have given existence to be able to shed a tear: he could not. It seemed to him as if Hofer was close to the gate of heaven, and he in the regions of torment. Around the church was ranged a stern and solemn company of tall statin s: the figures were male and female; the male, in armour all, or kingly crowns; the females in royal robes, that fell in large and massive draperies of bronze all imaging forth departed spirits of renown, kings, heroes; the mothers that gave them birth; the wives that shared their bed and grave; the princes and the daughters born to them. A melancholy majesty sat upon their features; their eyes, though wanting -peculation, looked at the noble Hofer, as though they welcomed him to glory, but yet mournfully, as though they saw the shadow

of his coming death. Already, to the eye of

Paul was short, fat, and sixty-three; and 1 am Albert hc seemed separate from the living, all

lean, lame, amhsixty-cight: so I have nothing'abcut him, and one of that sad and stalely

natc whither she wouldv

CHAPTER XII. " First Envy, eldest born of Hell, imbrued Her hands in blood, and taught ilie sons of men To make a death w inch Nature never made, And God abhorred ; with violence rude to break The thread of life cie half its length was i nn, And lob a wretched brother of Ins being." Bcilby Portcus. " Is It Tyrolers or Frenchmen we are today, Captain? Is Ihe cry 4 Kaiser Franz1 or 4 Napoleon?' " said the foremost men of a rude band to their leader, as from the rocky height above the valley of the Fredolfo their keen and plunder-hunting eyes caught a glimpse of the convent, in its gloomy depth. "Why, my lads, it looks like No-man's Land, and is as much our right as thc air we breathe; but, for form's sake, we'll take it in the name of the. Great Napoleon." And, with thai, the wandering company, which consisted of about a hundred ruffians, in blue, grey, and green unifoims, the w itnesses of their desertion from the corps of all nations, and a few in peasant hats and jackets intermixed with them, descended thc rude zig-zng with

Seven such captives were found, from grey hairs to mere students just out of their boy

hood. But our business is with Christian, ;i youthful man when brought hither, hut now, by some twenty week's confinement, stepped on to all appearance twenty years. Of his

knees, and dolled their hats, and bowed their! hair, always weak, much had fallen oil", the

heads, and thumped their shaggy bosoms, and

crouched before these priests as hounds be

fore the huntsman with his whip

rest was perfectly grey; there were lines and wrinkles in his face; and there w as little fear

that any thing but quick-eyed hate or quick-

zom, the leader, wno stooa iar oenind, smiling. But he who had just killed the goal-

boy kneeled foremost, and muttered prayers the fastest.

Among those who did not kneel was Friz- !eJed love should recognize him now. When

"'"- U"UV.U .11111, and it was some minutes before hc could see and thank his deliverer, which he then did through his tears. When, however, he at-

"My sons," said the prior, you must not- f r?nt ih- ni,i,rtl,i. f lU

enter here; this is the house of Penitence and h amJ abandoncd dass lhe orld pass by prayer. The erring children of Mother Church dai, in gcornJiad milk of compassion in her are here placed by her tender care, to recover brca and d;d hcr WQrk of mercF as w hem to her maternal bosom, and reclaim does all she undertakcs-complelely. He them in their wanderings. No layman is ever was t to bed in a ceU wUh a Warm firfi . !!!yCl r-r S.Vl!1" i nouriShinB and restorative bouillon was

respected, nor has any warrior violated the L and C1I of hnt .. I . , . , . .

deep repose of these holy cells."

"Father prior," cried Frizzoni at

thc

thc old man, as she called him, let fall tears

upon hcr hands, as she ministered to him;

sound of whose strong voice most of thc knee- and gave her his benediction, and stretched

lers, having hnished their devotions, looked his poor limbs thankfully on ihe first bed thcv up "its only a night's lodging wc want; for .had passed for months, and praised God, anil we have come far, and are foot-sore and hun-'slept profoundly, sweetly. Nor was some regry. We pray you carry back that holy sym- j ward withheld by pitying Heaven that night bol to the altar, and replace it; we shall not; from the merciful harlot. She found Frizzoharm you, further than your own Christian ni filled full with wine, ar.d buried ia a deep, hospitality shall gladly suffer." The prior unbroken slumber; she trodc softly and lijhtwould have spoken, but he was prevented. jly all about, ventured on an 44 Ave" before "Bertelli, Munzoni," proceeded their cool she lay down, lay pure, and thought with bil-

leadcr, "guard the good father safely in.tcr regret and virtuous melancholy on her

And with that two sturdy fellows.

in brow n jackets, with broad slouch hats, and

naked and tawny throats, stepped forward,

days of inacency and peace, throughout

wakclul n.ght ol salutary sighs. il. !.! i .1 r li

unsiian awoive ine loiior.intr mormnr

tnH iihlitint'dH cAmo tl-rvnlc ( nil irirn .-.a .w. I . . ...

.. . ... ....... .. .... most wonderfully refreshed and invigorafed;

... ... ...... t..... ...v..,. s0 much so, that, at noon, hc was enabled to about and re-entered the convent. It is po?-;sil upon a baggage-mule, and accompany thc siblo those words contained some brief ,nfi-!m;1Ich cf ,his r1(;oboo,erj Ucn he mal.on that thc loss of thei r lives might be quiUed the convent. The last act of his folthe end of any extreme obstinacy on thoir . owcr9 was lo fiie it in a8 ma pIaccs as le Farts; and being well accustomed to enforce ;collj. and (o iudge fluin Juc voIume c'f thc doctrine of non-.es,stance on others, they Sfl,oke mlxpd -h ,vh;d i5sujp.r were now passive in their practice. fpoin ,he buiIding( cnv,.orcJ it . in a tI,)UJ He fore many hours had elapsed, there wns of fire, and continued to burn wish increasing a change w ithin thc convent walls of no slight fierceness as the party slowly wound up tl.o nature. Thc goalers were slain, or had fled; rocky path that leads from the valley, it ii ltA l,..tr , :. i I i i . : i . i .. .

ii.ni in i-iiioiii , u.wiu Htu: uninK; some.noi inipronanie tnat cverv iiiinjj vvas lonsnwere rioting, some asleep, some gambling.1 mcd by lhe (lames, and iliat notliing reniainsome loudly singing; four French deserters cd of that hateful irison hut the H iked and were dancing a cotillion in the church, to the blackened w ail of massive prey stone, as music of a cracked violin and a guitar with they are seen in their uglified desolation at three strings, which twoof their motelv com-.lhis day. pany played upon; and Frizzoni himself hav-; ll is a terrible besom of destruction, war; ing secured the most portable and valuable but it is a consolation to feel that in is anrv portion of the booty, was solacing himself in sweep 't sometimes cleanses the fair earth of the prior's cell, with two or throe of his privi-! fou I and polluting stains, and sometimes leged associates, over some flasks of the best , brushes from ?ur sight, as though it w ere wine of Lombardy; while a couple of wenches ' rubbish and dust, some iron and strong hold from Bergamo, who had been found among the j' pupal tyranny or kindly oppression, that captives, and in no way showed aversion tojhas seemed to defy and despise mankind, the change, were enlivening the parly by) Although Christian deeply fell thai "the soughless modest and seemly than befitted "v ruth of man woikclh not the righteousness

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