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CHRONICLE AND SV NTINEL. AUGUSTA. TUESDAY MORNING, SEPT MBER 29. FOR PRESIDENT, WILLIAM HENRY HA SIRISON, Os Ohio; The invincible Hero of Tippecar e —the incor niptible Statesman —theinflexib Republican — the patriotic Farmer of Ohio. for vice-phesiden: JOHN TILE i , Os Virginia; i State Rights Republican of the School of ’9B— —of Virginia’s noblest sons, a 1 emphatically one of America’s most sagaciou , virtuous and patriot statesmen. FOR ELECTORS OF PRESIDENT AND 1 fCE-PRESIDENT, GEORGE R. GILMER, of C jlethorpe. •BUNCAN L. CLINCH, of C ;nden. JOHN W. CAMPBELL, of I fuscogee " JOEL CRAWFORD, of Han )ck. CHARLES DOUGHERTY, < Clark. 1 SEATON GRANTLAND, of Baldwin. ANDREW MILLER, of Cas WILLIAM EZZARD, of De ialb. C. B. STRONG, of Bibb. JOHN WHITEHEAD, of Bi ke. E. WIMBERLY, of Twiggs FOR CONGRESS, WILLIAM C. DAWSON, o Greene. R. W. HABERSHAM, of H bersham. JULIUS C. ALFORD, of T: ,'up. EUGENI US A. NISBET, od Bibb. LOTT WARREN, of Surat. THOMAS BUTLER KING, of Glynn. ROGER L. GAMBLE, of J fcrson. JAMES A. MERIWETHEI , of Putnam. THOMAS F. FOSTER, of luscogee. FOR SENATOR, ANDREW J. MILL IR. FOR REPRES -NT ATI I -S, CHARLES J. JENKIN , GEORGE W. CRAWF< ;lID, WILLIAM J. RHOLI. “In the midst of life wc a ; in Death.” Never have we been more fc :ibly impressed with the truth of this solemn w ruing, than we were on hearing of the death of 'ol. Paul Fitz simmons, who died at his residency near this city yesterday, of a violent attack of lElious co ! ic. On Friday last he was in our office apparently enjoy ing the highest degree of health, fnd bid as fair to live to a good old age as any of tfcir acquaintances* Reared in the city, he was fami arly and favor ably kaown and none, enjoyed ii a higher degree the confidence and esteem of his iumerous friends. q 3 q. q q q g~q q A Severe Re! ike. Never have we seen a more ithering rebuke cl the small game, which Locofc oism is attempt ng to play off upon the South, tl n is contained in the following article, from the P iladelphia Senti nel, a leading and zealous Van Bi 'en organ in that City. Wc commend it especial r to those Loco focos at the South, who have be. j so industriously engaged in attempting to make a impression up • on the minds of the Southern people, that the Whigs and Abolitionists are idei ined. What say .you Corporal, will you dare to p iblish this article frem one of your own party . gans, that your readers may see the game whic you have been atlempting to play off on them j i Fronthe Phi adelphia j entinel. William Pill Fessenden, Es member elect of Congress in Maine, is not, as e are informej, and never has been an abolition t, but on the con trary has always expressed his Opposition to the principles of that party. We may as well lake this oc asion to say that we have not been able to perce |/e the truth and justice of the charge that the w ig and abolition parties of the north are identity in their aims and effort. We have not seen th | proof that the abolitionists have any special a inky for either of the great political parties, orar r expectation that the scheme of immediate emur, ipauon would be promoted by the success of one ir the other. In stances have occurred in whi. i candidates for office regularly nominated hav. from their sup posed leaning to abolitionism i Ceived the suff rages of anti-slavery men; but his has happen ed on both sides, and has been mere accident in ■the history of politics It is n lorious that the abolitionists as a body have no onfidence in eith er the whig or administration parties. This is openly arid frequently rxpres* d through their presses and conventions, and ii their nomination of candidates of their own lor t e Presidency and Vice Presidency. We belie' that after the speech of Mr Clay last winter n the Senate, on the subject of slavery, the great I ody of the abo litionists would have given Mr Van Buren their decided preference had the fonr r gentleman been taken up as the rival candidate | and we do not suppose they have been materially conciliated by the nomination of Gen. Harmon, since in the event of the success of the whigs, the doctrines of Mr. Olay will be sanctioned and incorporated in the new administration, of which he must be the hierophant and symbol. As to raising the cry of abolitionism for effect at the South, we must pause little and inquire what that effect may be, and whether honest men and patriots can have anj hand in securing it. We may throw odium upon our opponents, and consolidate the South in support of Mr. Van Buren, by such trickery. But is that the end of ill Is that the ultimate effect 1 Is there no danger of deepening and strengthening the al ready too apparent jealousy between the great Northern and Southern sections of our beloved common country 1 God kno vs we have per plexing elements enough already in our political problems, the greatest of whicli is diversity with out disunion —and let us bew;>?re, lest in attempt ing to conquer a party, we blow up the Union. Let it not be deemed imposs.ple that the South •and North, now attempted to arrayed against each other as parties, may, e f long, come to be arrayed as nations, separate, independent and bitterly antagonists. * % “None of our Relations. —“Mother, who is this Aunt Arctic, they have found down south'!” “I don’t know —soma old m.^d —none of our re lation*, that’s certain.” A The Veto Power. Cur strictures upon the low purposes Jo which that “ place man ” Mr. Forsyth had lent himself, in repeating by insinuation a charge against Gen eral Harrison, which had been pronounced over and again n foul calumny, has induced the c «rpoial to put his head out of his shell, and make an effort at his defence. And byway of sustaining the calumny has republished the following extract, which, he knew as well as Mr. Forsyth, had been repeatedly pronounced an unqualified perversion of truth, told for the express purpose of making a false impression. “ I will make no pledge in regard to principles. — Should 1 be elected, I will give my assent to all laws, which may pass both Houses of Congress, however much those laws may be against my own principles .” Lest our readers may have forgotten the expos ure wnich we published ot this piece of Loco Leo forgery, we subjoin an article from the Baltimore American, which appeared in our paper of the 18th July last, which contains the remarks of General Hasrison on the veto power. We ask our readers to compare those two extracts, and see to what re sorts Locofocoism, with Mr. Forsyth at its head, is driven to sustain itself. From the Baltimore American. Gen. Harrison on the Veto.—A letter dated Cleveland, published some time ago in the Globe, ascribed language to Gen. Harrison in his speech at that place, which we felt sure he had not utter ed. It stated that Gen. Harrison in reference to the veto power voluntarily pledged hirase.f to sanction any law that might be passed by Congress, whether the measure should be in accordance with his own constitutional opinions or not. The fol lowing extract from the speech of Gen. Harrison at Cleveland on the occasion referred to, will show what he did say on that subject : “He was of opinion that the danger apprehen ded by Patrick Henry and oiher distinguihsed pa- I triots, who held that the Executive would encroach | upon, and finally exercise a dangerous influence \ over the legislative and judicial departments of the | Government, had, to a great extent, been realized. , He considered it of the first impoitancc that the ad ministration of the Government should be brought back to its original purity, and that the Execu tive power and influence should be continued with in the limits prescribed by the spirit of the Consti tution —that the will of the People, expressed through their Representatives, and not the will of j one man, should govern in all questions touching the general welfare —that the President should not and that he would not, if elected, interpose the ve to power between the wishes of the people and the legitimate objects of their desires, except to pre serve the sacred |cbarter of our liberties from vio lation. He held it improper for the President to ex press his opinion, much more to express his deter mination to exercsie the veto power in regard to measures corning exclusively within the province assigned by the Constitution to Congress, until those measures shou'd have been duly considered and perfected by the legislative depaitmcntof the Government, and presented to him in the manner prescribed by the Constitutiou for his approval.” From the N. Y. Courier Enquirer. Mr. Poinsett and the Florida War. The President and Mr. Poinsett have been so busy in explaining away their project for a stand ing army of 200,000 men, that they have had but little time to devote to the pra< lical business of , the War Department. This has been suffered to i go by the board, while Mr. Van Buren has been writing long letters of denial, explanation and apo logy, and Mr. Poinsett has been verifying them by . certificate. We presume that neither of them | knows more of what is going on in Florida, tuan he knows of the religion in the moon. Governor Call knows something of Mr. Poinsett and his master, and tells what he knows with great effect. His log cabin harangues are among the best of the day ; for he speaks of what he has known and seen. On one occasion, when we heard him, in giving an account of his change from Van Burenism, he related an anecdote that illustrates both the military genius of Mr. Poinsett, and tne degrees of interest which both the Secretary and the President manifest in public affairs. “ I had many good reasons,” said Governor Call, on the occasion to which we refer, “for changing my opinions of Mr. Van Buren. It is needle s for me to attempt a recital of tne cruel butcheries of my countrymen —the midnight assassinations of innocent and helpless women and children—the desolation and ruin—the depopulation of the larg est and fairest portion of Florida—all the work of a race of merciless demons. Every newspaper contains accounts of what has been done and is still being done. Immediately after the massacre ! of a body of Dragoons upon the Caloosahachee River —consequent upon the treaty of General Macomb I at Fort King—l, the then Governor of Florida, acting from an imperative sense of duty to the suffering people of that Territory—addressed a letter to the Picsident of these United States, set ting forth the deplorable situation of things, “ This letter was sent by a committee to Wash ington—the President and his war minister were at Saratoga. My friends went there, and present ed themselves to the Executive, surrounded as he was by his political friends, and by all the “ means and appliances to boot,” of gay and fashionable life. They were directed to see Mr. Poinsett. They did so.—lie could not hear them. He and his master had come out for a little relaxation—for a little air—and could not be troubled. But if my friends would come to Whitehall, they should have a hearing. To Whitehall they repaired, and pre sented themselves again. Here they could not be heard —but, if they would come to Plattsburgh, an answer should be given. To Plattsburgh they repaired, and here, escape seeming impossible, my letter was read by the President, and referred to the Secretary of War. And what think you, my countrymen, was the conclusion of this great man ? “Go home P gentlemen,” said he, “go home! I intend to manage this war in my own way !” In his own way ! And what has that v ay r been ? Look at every newspaper you open ! See the con tinued daily and bloody enactments of tnis dread ful tragedy ! Look ai the recent massacre at In dian Key—a spot which my friend has beautilully denominated a “ gem of the ocean,” —a second Paradise ! But 1 need not give you any further examples of “ the way !” in which Mr. Poinsett has conducted the war. “ The wayfaiing man, though afoot, may run and read.” The President could drink in the flatteries and adulation of his friends, but he turned a deaf ear to the recital of the distress and sufferings of his distant and uninflueutial people. We in Florida cannot vote ! —This cold and heart less indifference to a true and proper recital of our wrongs, was the first reason why I changed.” A Goon Hit.—ln a western town in Virginia, The Richmond Whig says:—“The Locofocos had stationed themselves for the purpose of insulting a Whig procession in march for a certain point; but the Whigs came up 200 strong in double files, so that it was deemed by the Locos prudent to let them pass in respectful silence. There was, however a negro servant attached to the Whi"- cavalcade, who lingered in the rear, and when he passed the Locos, they most obsequiously pulled off their hats to him, and, bowing low, exclaimed —‘How do ye do, Gen. Harrison—how dove do 1 ?’ Pornpey humored the joke: ‘You mistaken dis child, gemmen—l hab not de honor to be Gen. Harrison, but am your Vice President Dick John son’s son !” W r e may guess that the Locofocos did not rally after this homethrust.” European Affairs. —The Liverpool corres pondent of the New York Times writes—“ The preparations for war continue and increase.—The new treaty is said to be ended as soon as begun. France will not have any thing to do with it: Prussia would fain shun being in any way mixed up with Russia, and it is said that Austria has made a formal communication to the effect that neutrality must be preserved. This if acted on, would be a virtual departure from the principle of the treaty.” Election. —The Governor of Massachusetts has ordered the election of a member of Congress in place of the Hon. Abbott Lawrence, resigned, to take place on the ninth of November next— No candidates have yet been nominated to fill the vacancy. From the New York Times of the 24th. i Maine Election. , Our summary of votes for Governor yesterday . was as follows: j Kent... 45,560 Fairfield * 45.181 ) 1 Kent’s majoritj' 379 i We add the following received by this mor , ning’s mail which confirm the election of Kent i by the people by about 300 majority over Fair s field. The Portland Daily Advertiser of Monday gives a corrected summary of the votes in the towns heard from, presenting the following result ‘ —votes for Kent 45,393 ; Fairfield 45,050 scat tering 10 ; majority for Kent 333. | The Advertiser gives a list of he small towns and plantations, which had not been heard from, and which last year gave 78 voles for Kent and 134 for Fairfield.—This may probably reduce ' the majority about 50. The Eastern Argus Revived, (Harrison) edi ted by Mr. F. O. J. Smith, gives an entire list of the returns received, producing the following re sult. Votes lor Kent, 45,339 ; Fairfield, 45,081: majority for Kent, 2-58. Upon this statement the editor remarks as lol ows: We have collected the above returns carefully, aud where there was a difference in returns in our exchange papers, have taken those most la vorableto the administration. The towns yet to be heard from gave about 60 majority for Fair field, in 1838. Very few scatering votes appear to have been cast. The Advertiser corrects the figures of the East . ern Argus (V. B.) in several towns, wherein Mr. Kent Is allowed 140 less than his actual vole. The returns in the Augusta Age are shown, by I the same paper, to have given Mr. Kent 268 less : than received from the people. The Advertiser says—“ The question —who will be the Gover ■ nor for 1841—we consider as having been set | tied by the people beyond all controvery. The editors state that their recapitulation has been cor l reeled and revised by the best authorities which i ccmld be obtained, and will not vary materially | from the official return. From the Boston Courier. The Eastern Oongression al District It will be seen by the following letter from our correspondent at Eastport, that Mr. Noyes has been defeated, no choice having been effected.— The delegation elect now stand 4 Whigs, 2 To ries and there are two vacancies. ** Eastport, Sept. 19th, 1840. I wrote you a few r da} T s since, saying that the chance was in favor of Noyes’ election; since which time returns have been received, which show that he has lost his election by some 90 or 100 votes. Kentts populai with us. but old Tipis much more so; and we will run No} r es along side of him, next heat, November 2. and shall come out far, far ahead. We are just as sure of electing Noyes at the next trial, as we can be of any event that lias not taken place. Kent’s ma jority will be enougn to prevent all disputes, but not enough to allow us to sleep on our oars. ! Aou are aware ere this, that wc have a majority n both branches of the Legislature.” The Legislature of Maine is how in session. The Government “Trading on Borrowed Capital” again. The New York Correspondent of the Notional Intelligencer, writing under date of September 9th, communicates the following information. It has been ascertained that the United Slates Treasury is indebted to the Bank of America nearly three millions of dollars on Treasury notes, which had been negotiated there “to raise the wind.’ The Bank's loan to merchants amounts 1 to abeut $1,300,000. Now, it does not look well in the honorable powers in Washington to be talking of “loans,” “merchants in speculation and debt,” &c. &c. &c. while such are the facts. The audacity of their impudence is rather novel to say the least. There are not bigger beggers on earth at the banks than “the Government” just now. If it were not for “bank notes” and ‘ cre dit” obtained of banks, the President would go j hungry to bed, if he had no other income than his salary. Three millions in debt to a bank / 4 Divorce of Bank and State!” “Unholy alliance !” Ay, the office of the Receiver General of the chief commercial city is in this very bank ! The de opsites there, too ! This is the Sub-Treasury ! Ay, let the “Whig orators” pour into them these facts, and arraign (hem on the tribunal of “ the stump,” till they cease delusion and humbug, or pay to principle a formal and showy homage at the least. From the Louisville Journal. Holland’s Life of Van Buren.—Our read ers may remember that a Committee in Illinois, a couple of months ago, asked Mr. Van Buren sev eral questions, and, among others, whether Pro fessor Holland’s Biography of him was correct. Under pretence of having heard that a forged edi tion of that work was in circulation, he declined answering their questions until they should send him a copy ol the book to which they referred. They promptly sent him a copy, but his contemp tible manoeuvre enabled him to put off'his reply till after the Illinois election. He has since re plied, and this isjthe closing paragraph of his let ter. “The publication sent to me by Mr. Alexander is a genuine copy of the first edition of Professor Holland's work. I herewith return it, with the re mark that it was written without communication with me, but contains as far as it goes, a substan tially correct history of my political course. I am gentlemen, respectfully, A our obedient servant, M. VAN BUREN.” AV ell, in the edition thus sanctioned by Mr. \an Buren as genuine and correct, the annexed passage may be found. Is their any thing more to be said 1 “By the old Constitution of New York, no distinction was made in regard to color, in the qualification of electors. In the Convention for its amendment, a proposition to restrict the right to white citizens, was rejected by a vote of sixty three to fifty-nine. A long and eloquent debate preceded this rejection : Mr. Van Buren did not participate in the debate, BUT VOTED WITH THE MAJORITY.— Holland's Lift of Van Buren, page 182.” A letter from New York says:—lt is staled in Wall street to-day in many quarters, that there are more Treasury notes in circulation than ap pear in the report of Mr. WconnußT. Upon a subject so important I wish to make no statements ; which will implicate the Treasury Department, for forgeries might increase the number, and thus lead to such a suspicion or such a result; but the ; attention of the Treasury Department should be forthwith directed to the rumors abroad. 1 o produce Light bt F hiction. — This may ; be done by rubbing two pieces of line loaf sugar ; together in the dark ; but in a much greater de . gree by two pieces of silex or quartz. By this : meai s one may distinguish the time of night bv 1 a watch; but what is more surprising, the effect is s produced equally strong, by rubbing two pieces t of quartz together under water. f W hat does it Mf.an ? —Mr. Renfroe a good whig, residing on the Cumberland River, a few days ago erected a liberty pole on the highest peak s ot the Cumberland Mountain, and from itunfurl s ed to the breeze the American Flag. In a mo , menl alter he had fixed u, he looked up, and saw an eagle descend and play around it for several s minutes, and then directed its flight in the direc tion of “North Bend.”— Cincinnati Gazette. President Mum. “ An admirable letter” is just published in the Pennsylvanian, written by Mr. Van Buren in an swer to these queries, propounded by six citizens of Philadelphia. Are you io favorof a Protective Tariff? Did you vote for, or support a property qualifi cation for voters in (he Convention of'New York? Are you in favor of reducing the standard of Wages 1 Whether you are in favor of the Secretary of War’s plan for organizing the Militia ? These questions are not made for the purpose of unfriendly criticism, but only from a sincere wish to have your own views on these subjects.” The response to these questions is on the “mum,” mystification, and humbug principles, which Mr. Van Buren is admirably qualified to reduce to practice. To the first question he re plies by referring to another letter written by him self. The second is answered by referring to a paper “prepared by his friends at Albany.” The third question he does “not comprehend precise ly,” and therefore he gees a siring of words in reply which nobody else can comprehend pre cisely.—And the fourth question he does not an swer at all. Not a syllable of reference is made toil. And this letter his organ in this city con siders “so admirable in itself as to render com ment superfluous.”— Nat. Gaz- A correspondent of the New York American, now travelling in England, thus describes the approach to and appearance of the great manu facturing town of Manchester: The rail road from Birmingham to Manchester runs through the heart of a gieat manufacturing district.—The thousands of tall chimneys, stud ding the country, send up clouds of smoke which curl in sooty festoons on the hills and sink in dark masses in the vallies.—The train of cars seemed to cut its way through an embankment of smoke. The dingy barrier broke away as the engine approached, and opening to the right and left, let the impetuous steam-serpent through ; while be hind us, our track was as distinctly marked as was ever that of the great leivathan on the New England coast. On the verge of the horizon hangs a cloud such as you might fancy would be suspended over a hundred burningcoal-pits. Dim ly visible through it ar.i hundreds of tall brick towers, looking like the turrets of Erebus’ Castle. Buried alivo under this congregation of pestilent vapors, are the 300,000 inhabitants of Manches ter. How they contrive to breathe such an at mosphere, is to me a mystery. On one of the days ot my short stay there, the sky was shrouded in thick clouds—the watery vapor rolled in waves through the streets, and mingling with the smoke of the manufactories, made it impossible to distinguish objects at the distance of 20 feet. Business leading me into one of the principal thoroughfares, I stumbled along the slippery side walk; now running over a boy ; anon finding myself elbowed into the gut ter by a sturdy John Bull ; then was nearly run down by a cab in attempting to cross the street; and quite knocked over an old woman and her apple stand as I leaped to the walk. Almost suf focated, I returned to my hotel, saturated to the skin with a mixture of sea fog, coal dust, and smoke, more potent than the once celebrated lig neus-acid. Manchester would make an admir able smoke-house for cannibals. What London is to the commerce of the world, Manchester is to the cotton trade—the great regulator. The Chancellor should sit on a cot ton hale instead of a wool sack. I think it can not be intelligent ly denied that the machinery used in the best factories at Manchester, is super ior to that employed for the same purpose in the United States. The moie extensive experience of English workmen, the lower price of labor, &c., may account for this—lor other things be ing equal, who will affirm that American skill and enterprize are insufficient to cope with the finest specimens of British machinery employed in the manufacture either of cotton or wool ? Hardress Fitzgerald. In the Dublin University Magazine for February among the articles of interest there appears a nar rative of singular adventures of Hardress Fitzge rald, an eminent Irish royalist, who contrived to elude the strictest search for his person, after the battle of the Boyne had all but annihilated his par ty. The narrative from which we propose to make a short extract, purports to be written by the hero himself, and commences wi‘h an amusing account of his living in disguise in Dublin; it then proceeds to state, that, becoming anxious to join the wreck of King Jame’s forces in Limerick, he ventured on travelling across the country as a pedlar ; how, while on the way, he had an interview with Gen eral Sarsfield, and received from him certain pa pers to convey to the unhappy royalist; after which on pursuing his journey lie had the misfortune to fall into the hands of some soldiers, and was bro’t before Captain Oliver, a leader in the ranks of his opponents. At this point we shall allow him to tell his story in his own words, which give one a fearlul idea of the cruelties committed at that dis astrous period in Ireland. “ Unbuckle your pack,” exclaimed the corporal; “ unbuckle your pack, fellow and show your goods to the Captain—here w’here you are.” I proceeded to present my merchandise to the loy ing contemplation of the officers, who thronged around me with a stiong light from an opposite window. As I continued to traffic with these gen tlemen, I observed with no small anxiety the eye of Captain Oliver frequently fixed upon me with a kind of dubious inquiring gaze. “I think my hon est fellow,” he said at last, “ that I have seen 3 ou somewhere before this. Have you often dealt with the military ?” “ 1 have traded sir,” said 1 “with the soldiery many a time and always been honora bly treated. Will your worship please to buy a pair of lace ruffles ?—very cheap, your worship.” “ Why doj'o wear your hair so long over your face, sir,” said Oliver, without noticing my suggestion, “I promise you, 1 think 1.0 good of you; throw back your hair and let me see you plainly. Hoi j up your face and look straight at me ; throw back your hair, sir. ” I felt that all chance of escape was at an end, and stepping forward as near as the table would al low me to him, I raised my head, threw back my hair, and fixer, my eyes s ernly and boldly upon Ins face. I saw that he knew me instantly, for his countenance turned pale as ashes with surprise and hatred; he started up, placing his rand instinc tively upon his sword-hilt, and glaring at me with a look so deadly, that I thought every moment he would strike his sword into my heart. He said in a kind of whisper, “ Hardress Fitzgerald.” “Yes,” said I bo’dly fur the excitement of the scene had effectually stirred my blood. “ Hardress Fitzgeiald is before you. I know you well Captain Oliver. I know you hate me. 1 know you thirst for my blood ; but in a good cause and in the hands of God, I defy you.” ‘ k You are a desperate vil lain, sir,” said Captain Oliver; “ a rebel and a murderer. Hallo there, guard seize him.” As the soldiers entered, I threw my eyes hastily around the room, and observing a glowing lire upon the hearth, I suddenly drew General Sarslield’s packet from my bosom and casting it upon the embers pianted my foot upon it. “ Secure the papers,” shouted the Captain, and almost instantly 1 was laid prostrate and senseless upon tiie floor by a blow from the butt of a carbine. 1 cannot say how iong I continued in a state of torpor; but, at length, having slowly recovered my senses, I found myself lying tirmiy handcuffed upon the floor of a small chamber, through a narrow loopho'c in one of whose wails the evening sun was shining. I was chilled with cold and damp, and drenched in blood, which had flowed in large quan tities from the wound on my hea By a strong effort I shook off the weak drowsiness which still * 1U j S j]P on me, weak and giddy I rose with pain and difficulty to my feet. The Chamber or rather cell in which I stood, was about eight feet square, and of a height very disproportioned to its other dimensions its altitude from the floor to the ceil ing being not less than twelve or fifteen feet. A narrow slit placed high in the wall admitted a scan- U v ightj but sufficient to assure me that my prison contained nothing to render the sojourn of the ten ant a whit less comfortless than my worst enemy couffl have wished. My first impulse was natu rally to examine the security of the door—the loophole which J have mentioned being too high and too narrow to afford a chance of esc ape. I lis- J teneci attentively to ascertain if possible whether or not a guard haj been placed upon the outside.— s Not a sound was to be heard. 1 now placed my shoulder to the door, and sought with all my com bined strengtn and weight to force it open ; it* - however, resisted all my efforts, and thus baffled in I my appeal to mere animal power, exhausted and f disheartened, I threw myself on llje ground. It was not in my nature, however, long to submit to the apathy of despair, and in a few minutes I was * on rav feet again. With patient scrutiny I endea vored to ascertain the nature of the fastenings 5 which secured the door. The planks having for » innately been nailed together fresh, had .sun k con » siderabiy, so as to leave wide chinks between-each , and. its neighbor. By means of these apertures, I saw my dungeon was secured not by a lock as I ’ had feared, but by a strong wooden bar, running * horizontally across the door, about midway upon the outside. [Contriving to make an opening he reached the i door of the apartment in which he had been seized, ; and overhears an order given by Oliver for his ex . ecution, which he declared should lake place in the , evening era the moon arose.] There was a ki»d of glee in Oliver’s manner and expression which chilled my very heert. “He shall be first shot like a dog, and the* hanged like a dog ; shot to-night and hung to-morrow, hung at the bridgehead; hung, until his bones drop as under !” It is impossible t« describe the exultation with which beseemed to dwell upon, and to particular ise, the fate which he intended for me. A chill, sick horror crept over me as they retired, and I felt for the moment, upon the brink of swooning. This feeling however, speedily gave place to a sensa tion still more terrible —a stale of excitement so intense and tremendous as to border upon literal madness, supervened ; my brain reeled and tnrob bed as if it would burst; thoughts the wildest and the most hideous flashed through my mind with a spontaneous rapidiiy that scared my very soul; while, all the lime I felt a strange and frightful impulse to burst into uncontrolled laughter. Grad ually this fearful paroxism passed away. 1 kneel ed and prayed fervently, and felt comforted and as sured ; but still I could not view the low ap proaches of certain death without an agitation lit tle short of agony. I returned again to the closet in which I had found mysell upon recovering fiom the swoon. The evening sunshine and twilight was fast mel ting into darkness, when 1 heard the outer door, that which communicated with the guard-room in which the officers had been amusing themselves, opened, and locked again upon the inside. A meas ured step then approached, and the door of the wretched cell in which I lay being rudely pushed open, a soldier entered, who earned something in his hand, but owing to tiie obscurity of the place, I could not see what. “ Art thou awake, fellow ?” said he, in a gruff voice. “Stir thyself; get upon thy legs.” His orders were enforced by no very gentle application of his militaiy boot. “ Friend,” said I, rising with difficulty, “ you need not insuit a dying man. You have been sent hither to conduct me to death. Lead on ! My trust is in God, that he will forgive me my sins and receive my soul, redeemed by the blood of his son.” There here intervened a pause of some length, at the end of which the soldier said,in the same gruff voice, but in a lower key', “ Look y e comrade, it will be your own fault if you die this night. Gn one condition I promise to get you off this hobble with a whole skin ; but if you go to any of your gammon, before two hours are passed you will have as many holes in y'our carcase as a target.” “Name your conditions,” said I;“ and it they consist with honor, I will never baulk at the offer,” “ Here thev are ; you are to be shot to-night, by Captain Oliver’s ordeis ; the carbines arc cleaned for the job, and the cartridges served out to the men, I tell you the truth.” Os this I needed not much persuasion, and I inti mated to the man my r conviction that he spoke the truth. “ Well,then,” he continued, “ now for the means of avoiding tnis ugh' business. Captain Oliver rides this night to head-quarters, with the papers which you carried. Before he starts he will pay you a visit o fish what he can out of you, with all the fine promises he can make. Humor him a little, and when you find an opportunity, stab him in the throat above the cuirass.” “A feasible plan, surely,” said I, raising my shackled hands, “ for a man thus completely' crip pled and without a weapon.’ ‘I will manage all that presently for you,” said the soldier. “ When you have thus dealt with him, take his cloak and hat, and so forth, and put them on ; the papers you will find in the pocket of his vest in a red lea. her case; walk boldly out —I am appointed to ride with Cap tain Oliver, and you will find me holding his horse and my own by the door ; mount quickly and 1 will do the same, and then we will ride for our lives across the bridge. You will find the holster pistols loaded in case of pursuit, and with the devil’s help we shall r. ach Limerick without a hair hurt. My only' condition is, that when you strike Oliver, you strike him, again and again, until he is finished — , and I trust to your honorto re nember me when we reach the town.” 1 cannot say whether I resolved right or wrong but I thought my situation, and the conduct of Captian Oliver, warranted me in acceding to the conditions propounded by my visitant, and when alacrity I told him so, and desited him to give me the power, as he had promised to do, of executing them. With speed and promptitude he drew a small key from his pocket, and in an instant the manacles were removed from my hands. How my' heart bounded within me as my' wrists were re. leased from the iion gripe of the shackles!—the first step towards freedom was made—ray self-re liance returned, and I felt assured of success. “ Now for the weapon,” said I. “ I fear you will find it rather clumsy,” said he, “ but if well hand led it will do as well as the best Toledo ; it is the only thing I could get, but I sharpened it myself; it ha? an edge like a skean.” He placed in my hand the steel head of a hal berd, and with a low savage laugh left me to my reflections. Having examined and arranged the weapon, I carefully bound the ends of the cravat with which I had secured the cross part of the spear-hcad, firmly' round my wrist, so that in case of a struggle it might not be easily lorced from my hand, and having made these precautionary dispo sitions, I sat down upon the ground with ruy back against the wall, and my hands together under my coat, awaiting my visitor. The time wore slowly on; the dusk became dimmer and dimmer, until it nearly bordered on total darkness. “How’s this?” said I inwardly. “ Captain Oliver, you said I should not see the moon rise to night; methinks you are somewhat tardy' in fulfilling your prophe cy.” As I made this reflection, a noise at the outer door announced the entrance of a visitant. I knew that the decisive moment was come, and lett ng my head sink upon my breast, and assuring myself that my hands were concealed, I awaited, in the attitude of deep dejection, the approach of my foe and betray er. As I had expected. Captain Oliver entered the room where 1 lay ; he was equipped for instant duty, as the imperfect twilight would allow me to see ; the sword clanked upon the floor, as he made his way through the lobbies which led to my place of confinement; his ample military cloak hung upon his arm, his cocked hat was upon his head, and in all points he was pre pared for the road. This tallied exactly with what my strange informant had told me. 1 felt my heart swell and my breath come thick, as the awful mo ment which was to witness the death struggle of one or other of us approached. Captain uliver stood wiihin a yard or two of the place where I sat, or rather lay, and folding his arms he remain ed silent for a minute or two, as if arranging in his mind how he should address me. “ Hardress Fitzgerald,” he began at length, “are you awake ? Stand up, if you desire to hear of . matters nearly touching your life or death : tud I siy.” 6 I arose doggedly, and affecting the awkward movements of one whose hands were bound. “ Well,” said I, “ what would vou with me f is it not enough that I am thus imprisoned without a cause, and about, as I suspect, to suffer a most unjust and violent sentence, but must I also be disturbed during the few moments left me for re flection and repentance, by the presence of mv per ■ secutor. \V hat do you want of me I 1 ” ! “ t 0 ?'°, Ur P unis , hraem > si r ” said he, “ your *of haV * , aeu^ t sn ?o cst ed the likelihood of it to your mind, but I now am with you to let ycu know, that whatever mitigation of your sen te ace you may look for, must be earned by your compliance with my orders. You must frankly ar u lully explain the contents of the packet which you endeavored this day to destroy; and further, you must tell all that you know of the designs of ! the popish rebels.” “ And if 1 do this I am to expect a my punishment—is it not so ?” Oliver i ’Sation °f “ Well, sir, before 1 make’the desiS Va cation, I have one question more to nnt uT Uni * to befall me, in case that I, remembefi™ t h» is of a soldier and a gentleman, reject your ■ r ‘ lon ° r terms, scora your mitigations, and defv larn ° lI » most power ?” “In that case,” r? JUr ut * ‘ re ha if an h °ur you shall be a corpse »°° Ujr » 1 lien, God have mercy on and springing forward,! dashed the We , ’ said I, I held at his throat. I missed mv aim Cm Wlllch him full in the mouth with force tiUt !tfUcl{ his front teeth were dislodged, and the pJJ*!?.. O * spear-head ; assed out under his jaw at t * lhe My onset was so sudden and unexpected reeled back to the wall, and did not recnv Ihe equilibrium in time to prevent mydeaW, 1 " ls blow, W'nich I did with my whole force • Se °° n(l unfortunately struck the cuirass, near tlie and glanced aside, it inflicted but a flesh » " * I tearing the skin and tendons along the throat u’ now grappled with me, strange to say with™ e ter mg any cry of alarm. Being a powerful Ut * aad it any thing rather heavier and more built than I, he succeeded in drawing me to the ground. We fell together with a h crash, tugging and straining in what wewere?' 7 conscious was a moital strugle. At length i “ ceeded in getting over him, and struck him ,*“ c ‘ moie The weapon whiclr I wielded had upon the eye, and the point penetrated the br - ibe body quivered under me, the deadly “ ! laxed, and Oliver i»v upon the ground a* P As I arose and shook the weapon and th/K 1 cloth Horn my hand, the moon which he h,H f ; told I should never see rise, shone bright . into the room, and disclosed with ghastly di r ness, the mangled features of the dead soldier n is hard to say with what feeling* I looked . 1 the unsightly and revolting mass which had so 2? ly been a living and comely man. I had not tune, however, to spare for reflection • the^ 7 . was done; the responsibility was upon m? ta all was registered in the book of God who i!„i rightly. 10 J ud g« With eager haste I removed from the body sack of the military accoutrements as were nece Jr, for the purpose of my disguise. I buckled on Z sword, took off the military boots, and donned them myself placed the brigadier wig and JkS hat upon my head, threw on the cloak, drew?t J auout my face, and proceeded with the papers wmch I found as the soldier had foretold me, nd the key of the outer lobby, to the door o tEe guard-room; this I opened, and with a firm d rapid tread walked through the officers, who rZ as 1 entered, and passed without question or inter ruption to the street door. Here 1 was met byThe gnm-looking corpora!, Henson, who saluting said, “ How soon, captain, shall the file be d°ra WB ’ out, and the prisoner oispatched ?” “I n half an hour,” without raising my voice. The man again saluted, and in two steps I reached the soldier who held tlie two horses, as he hud intimated. “ Is all right ?’* be said, eagerly. “Ay,” said I • which horse am I to mount ?” He satified me upon tms point, and I threw myself into the sat) die ; the soldier mounted his horse, and aaqfir.* the S p Urs into the fl auks of the animal whjch » bestrode, we thundered along the narrow bridge. At the far extremity, a sentinel, as we approached! called out, “ Who goes there I —stand and give the word." Heedless of the interruption, with n.r heart bounding with excitement, I dashed on.so did also lhe soldier who accompanied me. The sentinel fired. “ Hurrah !” I shouted ; “ trv it again my bov ” and away we went at a gallop, which bade fair to distance every thing like pursuit. Never was spur more needed, however; for soon the clatter ot horses’ hoots, in full speed, crossing the bridge came shaip and clear through the stillness of the night. Away we went, with our pursuers clo«e 3 behind. One mile was passed, another nearly com p.eted. lhe moon now shone forth, and turning i in the saddle, I looked back upon the road we had ] passed. One trooper had her ded the rest, and was 3 within a hundicd yards of us. I saw the fellow throw’ himseil from his horse upon the ground. I knew his object, and said lo my comrade, “ Lower your body; lie flat over the saddle ; the fellow is going to fire.” I had hardly spoken when the re port of a carbine startled the echoes, and the bad ■ staking the hind leg of my compankn’s horse.the | poor animal leli headlong upon the road, throwing 1 his rider hea l foremost over the saddle. My first I impulse was to stop and share whatever fate might await my vomrade ; but my second and wiser one j was to spur on, and save myself and my despatch- 3 es. I rode on at a gallop. Turning to observe my comrade’s fate, 1 saw his pursuer, having remoun ted, ride rapidly up to him, and en reaching the spot where the man and horse lay, rein in and dis mount. He was hardly upon the ground, when I my companion shot him dead with one of the hols- | ter pistols which he had drawn from the pipe, and 1 leaping nimbly over a ditch at the side ol the road, a he was soon lost among the ditches and thorn j bushes which covered that part of the country, j Another mile being passed, I had the satisfaction | to perceive that the pursuit was given over,and in an hour more I crossed Thomond Bridge, and slept •that night in the fortress of Limerick, having de livered the packet, the result cf whose safe arrival was the destruction of William’s gieat train of ar- . tillery, then upon Ps way to tiic bc>ie ers. Years after this adventure, I. met in France a young officer, who I found had served in Captain j Oliver’s regiment, and he explained what I had I never before understood—the motives of the man I who had wrought my deliverance. Strange to say, I he was the lostcr brother of Oliver, whom he thus devoted lo death, in revenge, fur Ih; most grievous wiong which one man can inflict upon another. Dr.Graaf e, the Oculist.— The following I is an extract of a letter from Germany:—“\oa heard of the death of Dr. Graafe, the celebrated oculist, at Hanover, where he arrived with Ihe in lenlion ot trying one more experiment on tfct eyesol Prince George o Cumbeiland. Thepro lessor had already been unsuccessful in his at' tempt at Berlin; and, it is said, was to have p«f formed an operation of a most startling kind, and which, had it not been mentioned in several Ge rman papers as in contemplation, appears horribly incredible. This operation is no other than U king out the pupil ol the eye, and substituting in its room that of some small aimal (bird, perhaps.) This experiment has, it is said, succeeded in am- | mals ;if so, why not in man ? Berlin seems par- . ticularly gifted with bold oculists ; for Dr. Deif- j fenbatch has succeeded, in more than two hun- I dred instances, in curing obliquity of vision, vul* 1 garly called squinting; and only failed in one, I with the Countess Hahn Hahn, who is minus an I eye by wishing to look straight with both. It i* | described as the simplest of all surgical operations; I merely tho dividing of a muscle at the corner cl j the eye so affected. We live in an age pregnant with strange discoveries; and vve may well &)' —what next 1” Tho Boston Courier states—We are auihwi- ! zed by the Treasurer of the late Monumentj to say that sufficient progress has been made the settlement of the various accounts to j ize the belief that the proceeds will not fall short of I TWENTY-FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS- It is with unfeigned satisfaction that we make this annunciation. The Monument will o° up. \\ hcever lives three years will witness its j completion. C Zj* The friends and acqaint&nccs of the ln- c | Col. Paul Fitzsimmons, are requested to attend | his funeral at 4 o’clock this afternoon, from tb Jj Cottage, the residence of Mrs. Adams. | DIED, At the residence ofCapt. Wm. P- Beale, in Kit-- H mond county, on the 27th inst., David LI 0 *’ ■ after an illness of 16 days, which he bore with ■ common patience, and Christian resignation. /' ■ last moments ga\ e confirmation proof, how ■ can triumph over the last enemy, and were ■ fiiends who stood around his dying ted called a on to write his epitaph, surely they would w|j one accord, inscribe upon his tomb, “He dieo m the faith.” | The Constitutionalist will please copy the al ?' e ft THE READING KOO.U Attached to this office is open to subscribers, all '||| strangers introduced by them, every day and e ' p| ning (Sunday evenings excepted) until 9 o’clock. ■ Subscription ; for a linn of two or more r A