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VOLUME xvn. NUMBER 28.
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The Untile of King's Mountain; or
, the Hero’s Revenge.
.^rShLE OF WHIG AND TORY WARFARE.
Do you remember this day! It is the
Vlh of October, 1780, nearly two months
after the defeat of Gen. Gates, and af
ter the annihilation of Sumter. Reader
of the richest history in the world—the
history of your own Revolution—can
you have forgot ton it t Has it been bu
ried in oblivious silence beneath accu
mulations of more pompous events?
Have its luried battlements been eclips
ed by the meteoric splendor, the fiery
glaro of more ‘gorgeous victories ? Or
has the muse of a continent yet found
no son, who would stoop to sing the
stormy deeds of hunters fighting with
out a fiag, fed on parched corn, anti re
ceiving no pay but the golden coin of
conscience, and the promise of their
country's good ? •
See! yonder on King's Mountain, a
table eminence, with a level at the sum
nfiit, six hundred yards long, by sixty
£fcje, lies the camp of Ferguson—a I10I-
Idw Itarallclogram of scarlet uniforms,
black muskets and sharp bristling
•teel. The drum rolls. The red cross
flies. The acclivities arc defended by
monstrous Titans of dark rocks. Vet
erans hardened to the fires of a dozen
campaigns stood on the mountain's
top. It is “ King Mountains” too!—
Who shall think of storming its steep
sides?
We shall see presently.
Look! three parties are climbing over
the rocks, ascending those old walls of
nature’s handiwork, built dim, distant
centuries ago, perhaps in the morning
of creation.. One moves to assault the
west end, another to the east, while the
thiid will charge to the centre. Is it
not a brave sight ? But you cannot sec
them very well, for a veil of mist shrouds
tbetaountain, through which the eye of
the sun peers pale, as if sick at the car
nage about to be.
The approach of freedom’s wat-
riors is^covercd by the thin mist and
thin trees, and even now the black
rocks aid them/
Suddenly oa the three sides of the
steel and iron parrallellogram nine hun
dred rifles roar, and nine hundred
•bouts rise; and then a thousand Eng
lish muskets answer back with fyoarsc
(bunders of death.
Ferguson is not—cannot bejsurprised.
With furious eulmness, he attacks the
assailants with fixed bayonets,
forces them to retire. But they only
4 give a little, and instantly renew the
combat. Every massy rock becomes a
battery—every pine tree burns powder..
The marksmen of the backwoods hold
their bullets in their mouihs for swi
re-loading, and thus the torrent of fire
never ceases. The officers on both
sides fight like common soldiers. It is
more a wholesale murder lhau a battle
by rule.
But tell me—who are those two
standing foremost among the Tennes
seeans on the western edge of the moun
tain top, disdaining shelter, refusing to
yield an inch of ground, defiant of all
Britain's bayonets ? Do you not know
them —the old man—bow dark is Ins sil
ver hair with war's,sable smoke—how
dim looks the white paper on the black
feun's muzzle—heavens! bow beauli-
«iiy it blazes now, as death rings a lo
ry's or a tyrant’s funeral in every peal—
with that bold grand-son still as ever,
beside him ! His eye flashes destruc
tive joy. the matchless ecstacy of bat
tle;'and yet he is not satisfied. He
S oans, “ Oh ! Got! of justice, where is
dry's murderer ? Shall I not find—
•ball any other hand than mine slav
liim V**
him V'
Now look on the other side of the
mountain. You behold a giant of evil
aspect in fiery red hair. He leads a
company of tory riflemen. They, too,
are mountaineers, and do execution as
fearful as the brother foemcn of their
«n» land, who struggle ft>r it and .lib
erty. That captainj’s Tom Bell—lbe
robber before the\ war, aiid since, the
murderer of Mary. Let him not cross
tho black muzzle decked with its snowy
^ Still on goes the bloody work.- Col-
omns repeatedly charge and break-
form and charge again. Campbell,
Cleveland, Sevier, Shelby,, and gallant
iLtcy, rule America's tide of war,
framing op the mountain’s cliftcd side,
'Ferguson’s blue eye shines like'a star,
and Tom Bell’s red face burns like, a
comet, ..above the surging sea of fed
coats.
At length there comes a turn. Fer
guson shapes a huge wedge-like col-
* umn of Solid, gleamingi blood-dripping
bayonert?, and slowly*pushes th'c Amcr-
in ibe eastern foot of the eminence.
Is all then lest ? J No. See a. lerriblo
band of the good and true from the
canebrakes of French Broad, lour hun
dred miles away over the AUegh'anics,
fire and hot lead.lmd drive (be slaves
down the western slope im^sorder to
the deep base. Then the breeze springs
up and clears the mountain of mist and
battle smoke, and the broad sun of hea
ven smiles on the living and the dead.
As a last resort, the brave Ferguson
f or ms hi3 entire force into columns, to
CQt his way out of the awful circle of
fire. He flings bis sword widely on
high. He shouts in thunder, '* Forward
—charge!” The next instant he is a
corpse. A rifle ball from the muzzle
wreathed with snowy paper, has gone
through his heart. The British, panic-
stricken, throw down their arms and
cry for quarter. A nqmlfpr eyiut to the
whole American army are prisoners.—
And now the old man raises a hoarse
yell, that sounds above the pacan-ishout
of nine-hundred strong throats—
“ King’s Mountain is ours forever!”
Thus terminated gloriously
gagemenl in many respects tl
important waged during the war.
struck the savages of the frontier with
terror from Ohio to Florida. It laid in
the dust Britain’s grand scheme of To
ry co-operation. Lord Cornwallis
heard of it, paused in his triumphant
career, and ordered a hasty retreat to
Winnsborongh, eighty miles in bis rear.
Martin and Sumter heard of it, and re
newed their deadly ambuscades.
The battle-shock was over ; the bat
tle-smoke drifted away on the wind,
and the suu shone brightly on the dead
and dying, on broken arms and bleed
ing bosoms, when a jury-martial sat to
decide a question of avenging justice.
Ten atrocious Tories, were summarily
arraigned, to answer the charge of fifty
murders.
Among those pale wretches pleading
for mere}’, Tom Bell, the Hercules,.in
red hair, was most abject of all; ami
so earnest were his prayers and prom
ises for the future, that he was on the
point of being acquitted, when an old
man, with streaming while locks, broke
through the circle of guards and con
fronted the shivering culprit.
“ Do you remember French Broad,
and Ihc lCtb of August ?”
“ Save me from bun!” cried the To
ry captain, stretching forth his chained
hands for help to the astonished by
standers.
“Have you forgoiton Mary Cope
land ?” asked the pld ^ono, grinding his
toothless gutns till the blood run'out or
tlie foam of his lips.
“Idid not kill her—oh! you cannot
say I killed her!” exclaimed the cow
ard, falling on knee;, and seeking to
embrace the feet of bis enemy.
“ No—but you forced her to kill her
self, as the sole means of salvation from
foul dishonor!”
i “Oil! 1 did not intend to barm her,”
persisted the false Tory, writhing ir
the dust like the meanest of reptiles.
“ Then rise and swear it,” answered
the other with a grim smile.
The wretch sprung up and pledged
oaths wild enough to wake the dead.
“ Do you see this dagger?” inquired
the aged hero pointing at a silver hilt
glittering in his belt.
“ Mercy ! mercy !” shrieked the mur
derer.
The eyes of the old man shot sparks
of living fire, as he said, in a hoarse,
hissing whisper—
“This dagger, on the night of the
10th of August was in the heart of an
angel. But now it is in yours, devil,”
he added, striking home the sharp steel
with a motion prompt and powerful
like lightning.
There was a moan, and then a gur
gle, and then a gush of warm blood; and
the victim lay a corpse at the avenger’s
feet.
Five minutes afterwards nine others
—equal traitors and homicides—hung
dangling from the swinging limbs of
oak and pine trees, there on the sum
mit of King’s Mountain, which no king
should again call his own, any more for-
From the Charleston Conner.
The Falls Toccoa
The Falls of Toccoa be on a creek of
the same name, about eight miles from
Wiley's ford, bridge, or ferry, in Hab
ersham county, Georgia. This creek
is a tributary of Tugaloo river, which
unites with the Seneca, from the S. Car
olina side, to form the Savannah. The
meaning of Toccoa, is “ Beautiful,” or
“The Beautiful,” and it is a cascade ot
such charm and loveliness as to be rich
ly entitled to the epithet. It leaps sud
denly, from a rocky precipice, ISO feet
in perpendicular descent, in a sheet of
sparkling spray, and swells into bolder
beauty, and js even lashed into angry
foam, in seasons of wutery-dduge from
cultivated as tea plantations, average
7,9G5 for each of the fourteen Slates,
will supply the consumption of the arti
cle both for Europe and the United
States. The experiment Mr. Smith is
engaged in is a highly interesting one,
and will be attended with vast benefits
to the country if completely successful.
A few years ago, there was no tea
grown but in China, and indeed this is
the principal country where it is grown
yet, and where we gel our supply; but
there is good reason to suppose that tea
equally as good as the Chinese, may now
be grown in many other countries, and
pursuing this idea, some English capi
talists, hove esiabVrSied tea. plantations
the East Indies, wbich-nrovn success-
the chambers of heaven. The view j ful operation, and are now supplying
of the Fall, from the public road, which j Thibet, and will soon supply Chinese
runs hard by, is very beautiful; and ; Tartary herself with tea. The United
easy pathways, leading directly to its ; States can supply herself with tea of
brink and its basin, bring the spectator' home growth, at a much cheaper rate
loser intimacy with its attractions ' * * ~
the basin are, or were, two largi
fragments of rock, detached and hurled \
from the precipice, by some shock or | TIie R isins Generation,
convulsion of nature, or perhaps by the | Temperance societies may use their
attrition of water, within not very dis-1 ulrao3l c j er tions for the moral improve-
tant memory, the severance ot winch nient n r ( [ ie condition of society, and
has somewhat diminished the ° r| g |i * a l! mav effect much good ; courts of justice
height of the rocky rampart, lho de- m ' is , uillf and m j nislcrs 0 f t he
scent of the curved waters, in an unbro- j Go , rfiprove sin . but all wiU be in _
ken stream of spray and foam, (occa-! effectual wliilst parents neglect to instill
sionauy waving to and from the wind,)] proper principles into their offspring,
into the mimic lake below, is exceeding-1 and lrain up t |, e youthful mind to the
ly graceful; and the volume of the fall j observance of decency and good order,
being generally small anil narrow, and j Icrc j n(anls , jf neglected by their pa-
its voice rather the music of a gentle j ren ts, will become vagrants and vaga-
cascadc than the thunder of a roaring; bonds, and commence a course leading
cataract, there are usually a quiet beau- directly to the penitentiary or the gal-
ty and soft charm about it, which fav
repose more than excitement, and fill
the fancy with dreams rather of fanes
and naiads, than of water-demons or
When lit up with moon-
lows. Yet, notwithstanding the certain
disgrace which awaits children who are
uninstrucled in their religious, moral,
and social duties, loo many of them are
. ...... , left to evil associations by fathers and
light, or when Iris arches, with brilliant j mothers until they contract habits alike
dies and dolphin hues, in the silver; demoralizing to themselves and injuri-
pray, the scene partakes still more of ou3 t0 soc j c ty. Clipper.
fairy enchantment. The valley of the
fall, too, is lovely and romantic, and
creatively suggestive of sylphs and dry
ads.
The sudden and abrupt plunge of the
waters over the rock, without any pre
vious warning, or “ note of prepara
tion,” lias probably given rise to a le
gend, or tradition, which may be con
verted to poetic use. And Indian Chief
is said to have become enamored of a
faithless maiden of an another aud bp*-
lile tribe, who pretended such a lull
turn of his love, as to have impressed
him with the delusive belief that she
would betray her own tribe into his pow
er. She accordingly arranged her plot;
and, one nark night, affecting to"pilot
her confiding lover and his followers to
the surprise of their enemy’s camp, she
treacherously led them over the preci
pice, to their utter destruction and the
extinction of their tribe.
From the Charleston Courier.
The tcgcad of Naucoochce.
On the way to Richardson's Gold
Mine, and the Yonab (or Bear) Mountain,
in Habersham county, Georgia, the tra
veler passes through one of the loveli
est and most fertile valleys in the world.
It bears the euphonous and romantic
name of Naucoocbee, Nacoochec, Nau-
kuchee, or, perhaps as it was more cor
rectly pronounced by the Indians, Nak-
quissch. It is watered by the Chatta-
hooebie (or Rocky) river, and Santee and
Duke’s creeks, and is studded with val
uable farms, teeming with Cereal abun
dance and agricultural wealth. Indian
tradition ascribes the name of the valley
to an Indian Princess, named Naucoo-
chee or Nahquisseh, the Evening Star,
who was the last of her family, and
whose melancholy and, romantic fate
has hallowed and perpetuated her name
in the valley that entombs her mortal
remains. Tin's Indian Venus both in-
pired and reciprocated the young
heart’s love of an Indian Prince or young
chief, also the last scion of his noble
lock. The current of their true love,
however, was not suffered to run smooth
ly ; but a rival lover of ignoble descent
soon ruffled it and stained it with the
blood of a double murder. In a par
oxysm of jealousy and hate, having
found the fond pair together, he aimed
a death-blow at his young rival’s heart,
when the loviug and generous maiden
threw herself between and the murde
rous weapon was sheathed in her faith'
ful bosom. The assassin, maddened
till more by the unexpected result,
oon dealt another death-stroke to his
other victim, and thus united in death
those whom, in life, he had vainly at
tempted to sever; and buried them in
the same grave, at the foot of an ancient
pine, which yet lifts its monumental pil
lar, by the way-side, in memory of the
hapless and murdered pair.
Thy ui«l I ii
t Muse of Sorrow, all lxuil!
md her loved Indian youth,
uiug—the Lamp of the Skyl
Tlic Legend •( Toccoa.
1.
itiful Toccoa thou loap’nt from the rock,
scak’st the deep pool, without upmur or shock;
So fSvutlo thv charm, it invites to rcj>o*c,
As down to the valley, thy silver stream flows.
Oh! sweet to the eye is tliv pure sheet of foain,
" ~ " * r the fancy that roam.
defightest to glide,
When moon-light sports over tliv beautiful tide;
Or Iris, woo'd tty thee to urch in the spray.
Hangs o’er thee enamor'd, in face of the day.
What pleasure thy charms to the souses reveal!
How lairy the dreams o’er the fancy that steal.
3.
Lovely Toccoa! who would credit the tale
Of blood that encrimsons thy beautiful vale J
That n false maid—false to With nature and love,
Should cause thee a snare of destruction to prove.
Oh! deep was tho guilt, and demoniac the crime,
That turn'd thy whtto foam in to red gore and slime.
tribe,
ot to bribe;
.. bunt'd,
do him believe that hi* love was return’d.
Gentle Toccoa! like the voice of a dove,
Thy music invites young and fond hearts to love.
ilse one, she promis’d the deep trusting youth,
ave him love tokens, in pledge of licr troth—
id on, at night, where the enemy lay,
fold up their camp to his warriors a prey,
iwect is the trust of confiding love—
•ise as the serpent, but soft as the dove.
roar’d the deep thunder—wild was the storm’s
Keep him D?wu.,
Ay, keep him down. What b'usjness
has a poor man to attempt to rise, with
out a name—without friends—without
honorable blood in bis veins ? We
have known him ever since he
boy—we knew his father before him
and he was but a mechanic—and what
merit can there be in the young strip
ling? Such is the the cry of the world,
when a man of Stirling character at
tempts to break away from the.cords of
poverty aud ignorance and rise to a pi
silion of truth and honor. The multi
tude are excilqd by envy; they cannot
endure to be outstripped by those who
grew up with them or their chrildren
side by side, and hence the opposition
a man encounters in his native place.
Despite of this feeling many noble minds
have risen from,-obscurity and lived
downlheir opponents; but others have
yielded to discouragements, lived in ob
scurity, and <“ died and made ho sign.”
. .. .. T Lot it not be thus with you, young man.
have moved round the mountains 'from! Persevere-—mount up and you will yet
the west. Tliev are headed -by the 1 startle the world.
rifle with the while paper on its muzzle; | .?-*.? ‘
nnd they discharge a cataracl offlamein-] « A celebrated Evangelical preacher
Xo the British flank. Look now how the once told us,” savs the Liverpool Albi-
•carlet uniforms roll backwards up the on, “ that when he was unmarried; the
"Acclivity faster than they came, leaving young ladies of his congregation were
many a red cross behind them. indefatigable in hemming cravats, hand-
See again—the freemen have learned kerchiefs, &c. for him ; bui,” he atided,
American Tea.
Mr. Smith whose operation with the
tea plant, we have noticed before in the
Sci. Am., and who has planted his
sprouts in S. Carolina, expects to raise
good tea in this country. He estimates
the anuual consumption of tea in the
United Slates to be eleven millions of
pounds, in Europe, fifty ; total sixty-one
millions. China produces over* nine
hundred millions:of ponnds, of which
the Chinese''export only about seventy
miiliyon. An acre of .land will produce
'547 pounds; consequently the cultiva
tion of 20,109 acres of land in the four
teen tea-growing States will supply the
consumption of the United States:” To
supply Europe would, require DL411
., - . , , ; i i -i —rrrir —- - acr^oflgnd.?.-He.supposes that there
how to charge, too, without bayonets. “ since I have had a wife, I have not i are fourteen of our States that would
charge in coalesced columns, with even had one to do it for me.” i grow tea, and that 111,520 acres of land
Light !u a Dark Place.
The “ Man in ihe Moon” of the Lon
don Sunday Times has been cudgelling
his brains of late to discover the mean
ing of the poetry sung by modern Afri
can Minstrels. Of air the specimens
which have excited his attention, none
has puzzled ant* perplexed him more
than that which directed OLi Dan Tuck-
er’ to H^eLout oftK&way/' 5 What—lie . ... .... . ,
W n-n.T r < Ytfrrr? - Ir. jit-_ Al> Iglfolflo Pill, ami Pule,
trslls^wuur vtfau tiW Uaii^ef lu lje uppefe- WIttfy aUiUK eye,wutoU'a Uu- fond \*SrasUu-y wvrn’d;
headed by his remaining, where he was At the yoon-loyrr’sh.-arl heuirn’d a death-blow,
—and where was;he to get to?—and
out of the way of what ? Our doubts
have, however, beei* completely cleared Th{ . ^
up, for an evening paper tells us that—
“ Mr. D- Tucker lias invented a new
explosive shell of great force.”
“ Out of the way,” decidedly, Mr.
D. Tucker, when oue of these goes off,
accident worse than being “too
late for supper” will occur.-—Yankee
Blade.
Navcoocuee’5 lov’d swain was the la*
Aud she iu her family, bore the same j
Heart pledg’d each the other to wed
Ah! the course of true love, it never r
Navcoocuee’s bright self was the vale’
Like Veuus, enthoru’d in a light-beam
The Evening Star sadly ascended on high,
As lied, from the vullev, NAUCooeuEt’s lust sigh.
ef, self-foiled, soif-rubb’d of his bride,
His tomahawk sheath’d in the youug Indian’s side.
The maid and her lover, they sleep in one grave,
Aud the tall fun’rul piue doth tlieir requiem wave,
Though quench’d is the light of tho vale’s Eveniu
Pretending her bosom, n
She was pledged—nay, heart sworn, to be their chief’s
>n.«, she led them to Ihe brink of the steep;
n’d chief and his tribe, they take the dread
Toccoa! thy nature is gentle and mild ;
The false maiden only doth render thee wild.
When tempests thy heights and thy white foam be-
e mntd. doth on tliy flood ride,
thou will never yield rest;
Thy voice is the requiem of those who die blest.
Turkish Character.
was saitl by-Gibbon, most truly,
that the Turks have, since the period of
the conquest, encamped, not settled in
Europe. They amount to a foruth, or
a third, at the utmost, of the population,
of that part of the Sultau’s dominions.
They are scattered in very uneuual pro
portions over its surface. In some
parts they form a tolerable thiek agri
cultural population. In others, a;
Constantinople itself they are engaged
in the trades and manufactures of a large
city. But nowhere do they exercise
those extended operations of skill and
thought which bring men together,
cause them to rely on each other, give
them the habit of combined peaceful
action, and impart to them the intelli
gence ani the energy on which alone a
strong commonwealth is built up. The
Armenians are their bakers ; the Jews
their dealers; the Greeks their mer
chants. Tho very organization of the
people seems tohave denied them those
finer qualities, both mental and corpore
al, which fit men for the superior branch
es of industry. A Turk's fingers, Dr.
Walsh quaintly observes, seem all to
be thumbs ; hefta* no manual dexterity
for any deliberate employment, and his
mind is as unfit fofjBubtile operations as
his body. The Turks neither write or
print (with the exception, of bombastic
poetry, and" more bombastic history.)
They do not build, but destroy. They
show no wish to adorn the soil which
they inhabit, or to connect, in any way
the existence of the present generations
with posterity. Their object in this
world scem3 to be mere animal exis
tence, as completely as that of the beast
of the field. The religious sense is
deep, enduring «xaltedi but is a religion
which deadens .and stupifies intellectual
faculties.
Raising flic Wind.
Human ingenuity is always pregnant
with devices to raise the wind when too
lazy to work. The rogue Antolycus in
the 1 Winter’s Tale,’ cried out lustily
for help, and then picked the pocket of
the clown who, like the Samaritan, came
to assist him. The latest phase of this
skilful roguery is told by the Cincinnati
Nonpareil, as having been played off*
there. A fellow goes on board of a
steamer preparing to leave, when the
passengers are on board, takes his seal
amongst them, and is supposed to be a
traveler himself. Soon he complains
of the toothache. The panic gradually
increases in intensity, the face of the
suffering man is distorted with agony,
the passengers sympathize with him,
good-hearted lady passengers tumble
their trunks for camphor, toothache
drops, &c., which they offer, assurring
the ailing man they are specifics, and
•will cure him. They afford no relief
whatever. From a dull pain it has
grown acute and sharp, until the fellow
fairly dances. Now is the time the
confederate appears. A small mahog
any box is opened, and a few drops of
liquid upon a piece of cotton is inserted
iu the aching tooth. The pain ceases
instantly, the healod man is profuse in
his expressions of gratitude, and pur
chases two or three vials of the inesti
mable toothache drops. Tho oilier
vaunts his liquid, and soon effects a sale
of the contents of his box. The two
confederates meet afterwards and divide
the spoils.—Phil Sun.
The Erosive Soap Man.
The itinerant fellows who frequent
our villages, during the sessions of the
courts, and on all other occasions of pop
ular assemblings, vending their small
wares, a la “ the Razor Strop man,” are
sometimes very amusing. We noticed
one of ’em last week, crying his Erosive
Soap to as simple a crowd as we have
observed for some time. He was a
sharp eyed fellow, with a sanctified
look, black whiskers, and a still black
er and enormous straw hat.
“ Gentlemen,” said he, or rather sang,
gentlemen, 1 offer you a splendid ar
ticle, a superb article, an incomparable
article, magical, radical,. tragical arti
cle!” [Here lie displayed a cake of his
soap.J “Magical, radical, tragical kka-
sive soap! Yes, in its effects upon its
inventor, most tragical! Shall I tell
you how? It was invented by a cele
brated French chemist, after twenty
years of toil, labor and privation. In
just fifteen minutes two seconds and a
halt after the discovery, he fell into the
arms of death, and his name ' became
immortal! You can draw your own
conclusions, gentlemen!
“ Magical, radical, tragical e-ra-sivo
soap! Dime a cake! Hand me the
money! Served me right! There’s
the soap! Yes, there’s a man has got
a cake of the incomparable, inapprecia
ble, infallible, invaluable, magical, rad
ical, tragical, e-ra-sive soap!
“ Gentlemen, you’d open your
I were to tell you half the wonders per
formed by this in-com-par-a-blc article.
It cleanses oil spots, removes stains, hides
dirt, brightens good colors, and obliter
ates ugly ones! Such is tin
the all healing, never failing
moving, beauty restoring, health
magical, radical, tragical, c-ra-sivc
soap!”
The vendor wiped his brow, heaved
a sigh, and recommenced, standing at
ease, against a piazza post.
* Why, gentlemen, when I first be
came acquainted with this incxtollable
gift of Divine Providence to erring
man, I had an obstruction to the vocal
organs, an impediment of speech, that
bid fair to destroy the hopes of the fond
hopes of the fond parents who intend
ed me for the bar or the pulpit. I was
tonguetied ! but I came across the pre
cious compound, swallowed just an
ounce, and Qver since, to the satisfaction
o: iiy m}seW, aud the assem
bled world, I have been volubly, rapid
ly, successfully, interminably, uninter-
tnittingly, and most eloquently sound
ing the praises of the incomparable, in
fallible, inimitable, inappreciable, never
failing, all healing, spot removing, beau
ty restoring, magical, radical, tragical,
-sive soap!
AU! gentlemen, a world without it,
would be naught! It lakes the stains
from your breeches, the spots from your
coat; removes the dirt, restores the gloss,
and diffuses a general cheerfulness over
the character of the whole outer man!
True, gentlemen, I've worn the fore fin
ger of my right hand to the first joint,
in illustrating the efficacy of this infalli
ble compound; but I hold that the tore
finger of one man—yea, or the fore fin
gers of ten men—are as nothing when
compared with the peace and welfare
of society and the world!
“ Oh, magical soap! oh, radical soap!
oh, tTagical soap! What wonders thou
dost perform! The frightened locomo
tive leaves its track (as it were) on thy
approach! The telegraphic wires trem
ble and arc dumb, in thy presence !
“ Why, gentlemen, it clears the cc
E lcxion of a nigger, and makes a curly
eaded man’s hair straight! It re
moves tho stains from your breeches,
and the spots from your coats—in like
manner it purifies the conscience and
brightens the character! If you’re a
little dishonest or dirty, try it t If your
reputation or clothing is a little smutted,
I’ll warrant it I For ladies, whose slips
—I mean these little, brown, yellow,
blue, and many colored slippers—have
become soiled, it is the .only cure, pana
cea, medicamcntum, vadc‘ mccum, in
all globular creation. Then come up,
tumble up, run up, and jump up like
Hungary's patriots, and buy my iucora-
command of his country, and of course
the charge of cold-blood butchery docs
not rest upon his head. He is now liv
ing with bis third wife, and claims to be
the father of over thirty children, only
five of whom, however, are living under
his roof, the remainder being dead or
scattered over the world. During the
summer months ho tills, with his own
hand, theffew acres of land which con
stitute his domain. His live stock con
sists of a mule and some half dozen of
goats, together with a number of dogs.
“ On inquiring into his forest life, he
gave me, among others, tho following
particulars: When the hunting season
commences, early in November, he sup
plies himself with every variety of shoot-*
ing materials, steel traps* and -n com
fortable stock of provisions, and, plac- .
ing them upon his mule, and starts for
some wild among tho mountains, where
lie remains until the following spring'
The shanty which he occupies during
this season is of the rudest character,
with one side always open, as be tells
me, for the purpose of having an abun
dance of fresh air. In killing wild ani
mals he pursues but two methods, call
ed ‘fire-lighting’ and ‘still-hunting.*—•
His favorite game is the deer, but ho is
not particular, and secures the fur of
every four-legged animal which may
happen to cross his path. The largest
number of skins that lie. ever brought
home at one time was six hundred,
among which were t hose of the bear, the
black and grey wolf, the panther,, lho
wild-cat, the fox, the coon, and some
dozen other varieties. He computes
j the entire number of deer-'that lie baa
rtuc of killed in his lifetime at four ihlmsnnd.
pot ro-1 When spring arrives, ami he purposes
eturn to his valley honie, he packs
turs upon his old mule, and, seat-
himself upon the pile of plunder,
makes a bee-line out of lho wilderness.
And by those who have seen him in this
home-ward bound condition, I am told
that be presents one of the most curious
and romantic pictures imaginable.—
While among liie mountains, his beast
subsists upon whatever it may happen
to glean in its forest rambles, and when
the first supply of his own provisions is
exhausted, he usually contents himself
with game, which he is often compelled
to devour unaccompanied with bread
salt. His mule is the smallest and
st miserable looking creature of tho
kind that I ever saw, and glorioAdiv.
' igular name of * The Devil and Tom
Walker.’ When Vandevcr informed
of this fact, which he did with a self-
satisfied air, I told himlhat the first por
tion of the mule’s name was more ap
plicable to himself than to the dumb
beast; whereupon lie ‘grinned horribly
liastly smile,’ as if l had paid him a
npliment. Old Vandever is an illit
erate man, and when I asked him to give
me his opinion of President Polk, Ire re
plied; ‘I never seed thcGovernorofthi*
State; for, when he came to this country
some years ago, I was off on ’tolher side
of the ridge, shooting deer. I voted for
the Gineral, and that’s all I know about
Accumulutiou.
The New York Journal of Commerce
has die following on “ accumulation;”
‘“An illustration of what a little mon
ey will become in time, if put on interest,
and properly taken care of, is afford
ed by an incident related to us yester
day by an old resident. He stated that
about fifty years ago a bequest of $10,-
An Immense -Fortunefor a Trenton Me- 000 was toll lo an idiot on Long Island.'
cianio.—The Trentoh (N. J.) Stale Ga-! He was then in his infancy, and is con-
zeue of the 18th says: Otir townsman, ] seqnenlly now bat little over fifty.
Aadrcw Thompson, machinist, of South ; Soon after his father s decease, three re-
Trentoh, has received letters from bis I spectable inhabitants of this city, all of
wife’s mother in' England, informing' whom are yet living, were appointed
him that she is about coming into pos- trustees for the care of the bequest, with
session- of two-thirds of ae immensei‘be authority to appropriate S-500 an
estate in England, amounting lo no l cs3 : : nuully for the maintamancc. which was
than ,£3,000?000; The property, it ap-1 qccqrdmgly.done. This left at first but
pears, was accmnuiated by a brother; p s™ 1 ' acenmulalion bnt latterly, the
O! the old-lady’s grandfather. .Mr.tmcreasehasbeenrapid.andlheprmeipal
Thbmpsoo, says the Gazette, has been now amounts to oyermie hundred .-thou-
for years a plaid, hard-worltiiig maelii-i.sand dollars. Should the party live twen-
nist’in Snuih-Trcnton, where, he haslV years longer, as is noumprobable, ho
been distinguished lor constant applica- i WI1 d '° w ° rtb * 9 u3 !; tei: °‘ 3 m > 103 of
lion and industry. 'dollar*. -Pretty good fojr a -
parable, infallible, ineffable, inapprecia
ble, coat preserving, beauty restoring,
dirt removing, speech improving, char
acter polishing, virtue imparling, all
healing, never failing, magical, radical,
tragical, compound, E-llA-SIVE soap!”
Here Hardchcek’s oratory was inter
rupted by a shower of dimes, from boys,
men and hobbledehoys, and the “ show”
was considered “ closed.*'
Old Vandcycr and Uis limiting Sio-
• rlcs.
BY CHARLES LANMAN.
“Vandever is about sixty years of
age, small in stature, has a regular built
weasel face, a small grey eye, and
wears a long white beard.
Prond and Poor.
The Boston Post furnishes the follow
ing truthful picture; the original for
which may be found in almost every
town in the Union : The family of Mrs.
Brown, a good widow, consisting of six
daughters, had the misfortune to be poor
and proud. Above the gross vulgarity
of manual labor, though not above its>
necessity, they lived in “ stuck up” idle
ness, and depended mainly on the hard 1
earnings of the mother for support. Fi
nally Maria, who was the youngest, and
rather pretty, managed to win the heart,
and hand of the village physician, ami
got married. The alliance being con
sidered as a decided step “ up in tho
world” by all the family, the single sis
ters grew lazier and prouder than ever,,
while the doctor’s wife look a new and
improved set of airs to match her ad
vancement in the scale of “ good socie
ty.” Being comfortably bestowed in
her new house, she began to. feel lho.
need of somebody to mind/the pots and
kettles ; and seeing a neighbor, (a thrif
ty mechanic, who used to be “ boss” lo
her father in the same shop} going pasi
the door, she called out to him in an af
fected manner, lo know whore she
should find a scrvant-^expecting to get
an offer of one of his daughters. “ Well^
1 don’t know,” said lho carpenter,.
“ help is a little hard to be got just now,
but there is the widow Brown's; girl*
who I should think you might get, as
they are dreadful poor, aud seem to be
always.Qut of work.” Some neighbors
who overheard tho colloauy, say that
madam retreated into her nouse with a
precipitancy that was quite alarming tq
behold, and never spoke of the carpen^
ter afterwards, but as a vulgar person
who kucw nbthiag of the proper dis-:
linctions of society.
born in South Carolina, spent his early A Handsome and Appropriate. Donation,
manhood in the wilds of Kentucky, and j —The Minnesota Mining Company have
the last 30 years ofhiB life in t lie wil- i offered lo the committee, appointed to
derness of Georgia. By way of a frolic,
be look a part in the Creek war, and is j
said to have killed more Indians tlian
any oiher. wbite.man in the army. In the
battle of Otta.se.alone, he is repofted'to
have sent His rifle-ball through the hearts
of twcnty;poor heathen, merely because
they had.an undying passion for their
native hills, which they could not'hear
to leave for ’an unknown wilderness.-r*
But Vandever aimed his r$e'ai\the
procure a sione fronx that State for the
Washington Monument, a soltid blockqf
copper, of the required dimensions, de
livered -at their location. . The commit
tee will no doubtTaccept the; offer, thus
affording lo Michigan the honor of repre
senting hdrself jo the monument erected
by the graiitude.of a- common/;cubfilry
towards its great founder; by a sample
of its* greatest .and-most valuable q^i.y-
ral production, .