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THE MACON GEORGIA TELEGRAPH.
From the Philadelphia Saturday Courier.
THE HiaHT-RZDERS.
A TALE OF M A Rl 0 M'S MEM.
by Joseph a. Matthias.
Chapter I.
Wo! to tlie ICngli.li soldiery,
Who little drend us iieur;
On tlrein shall light, at midnight,
A stranf ** and'sudden fear:
When waking to tlieir tents on lire.
They grasp tlteir arms in vain;
And they who stand to face us.
Arc beat to earth again ;
And they win* fly in terror, deem
A mighty host behind,
And hear the tramp of thousands
Upon the hollow wind.—{Bin AST.
A gloomy, threatening cloud loomed sullenly upon the
darkest era in "the days that tried men’s souls.” The ebon
Pall of blasted fortune lay heavily over the longrelierislied
Hopes of the nursling liberty, and the chilling consciousness
of an utter inability to revive the drooping tendril, so fierce
ly struggled for. and so dearly loved, appearing crushing
Us hitherto indomitable spirit of the American soldiery.
Surrounded and menaced on every side by the insulting
ttinions ot a foreign rule and subject to continued and over
Vthelming defeats, they sickened under the terrible reverse.
Hind the loved object of their lives seemed fast digging its
nwn grave, ’mid the accumulated wreck of freedom's shat-
lered temple. Still, like the meteor flash along the dark
horizon of a stormy night, n ray would gleam out from the
dark mass, and a momentary enthusiasm would kindle in
the bosmn of a few iron nerved adherents, and send its en
ervating Influence to the bleeding hearts of their dispirited
companions, till a little host would again gather round the
imperishable standard of a nation's rights, boldly resolved
upon the maintenance of the immaculate trill. Again from
the sacred altar, the smouldering embers would burst into
n bright flame, like the day king, ns be breaks through tire
thick sable mantle of the huge water cloud, when midway
o'er the arched canopy of Heaven, and spread its holy light
* beacon to the gathering patriots. The thunder-toned war-
cry would again reverberate through trackless forests, a
warning and a call to tlieir bidden inmates, or would mount
the rough hewn mountain s’,lfi to claim some lingering, yet
ready soul, or pierce down into the depths of the dark abyss,
and rouse from lethargic lUdessncss the gropiag figure of
some sorrowing adherent, or send its reitbralcu echoes o'er
the broad river and the glussy lake, lending a new-born
brilliancy to tlieir silver surfaces, while fancy curled the
rippling water-drops, and hid the slun boring wave to roll
in gentle inundations, as if roused to animation by the per
fumed zephyrs that emanated from that soul-thrilling tone.
Clad in rustic garments and with the variegated weapons
which fortune gave them, these fearless hearts again would
congregate amid their sacred retreats; and with wary,
watchful eye, follow every movement of the enemy, till, by
chance or purpose, they were decoded, unwittingly, within
the hounded precincts, and then, with the quick-limbed mo
tion of lire crouch <1 panther, they sprung upon unsuspect
ing myriads of their foes, and the effect told wonderfully up
on the frightened, scampering Britons, and many a time had
this little hand of heroes put to flight a host that might have
Completely annihilated them, had they for an instant turned
n defensive front to their assailers. But, panic-struck, they
ignoininiouslr fled, and England's blood-stained escutcheon
became of darker hue, when, added to Its Crimea, the cow
ardice of her minions stamped a shameful blot upon its ]
ovet fraught blazonry. When^tbc odds were in their favor
by thrice-trcbled numbers, they would murder—for it were
no contest, where resistance could not avail, save in the
Mamc—but when confronted, man to man, 'hey shrunk from
fire encounter, with a timidity, nr absolute fear, that would
have helmed a less vaunting foe titan the "king's liege sub
jects 1" „
South Carolina, in tlie year 1780. might literally have
been denominated a British pr ivince. There is no time,
during the whole struggle of the Revolutionary War, when
the aspect of American .affairs present a more deplorabte
appearance, than it did at the period to which we refer.
Charleston was made their head-quarters—and at Camden
« victorious army revelled in riotous excess. Georgetown
and Jacksonborougb were strongly garrisoned,and swarms
of bloody-minded lories filled the vacancies, with not one
intervening spot where liberty could have planted a resting
foot. It was troly a terrible crisis, and in the end, was .
marked with like effect to an invading foe. Secure in tlieir
ill-gotten power, as they imagined, the British put lorth a
show of confidence in themselves, that was entirely incon
sistent, and which resulted in their entire discomfiture.
A calm, clear twilight succeeded a day of unusual splen
dor, as the tired day-god sank slowly into a cloudy bed of
gold and crimson, flinging a sombre shadow of rare and ex
quisite beauty over die darkening landscape. The gentle
motion of the liny rivulet, ns it purled on amid a pebbly
host of gaudy-tinted impediments, gave forth a lulling echo
to the wearied mind, and a refreshing influence to the bow
ed in spirit -, and ns the light of day waxed fainter and faint
er, ns the gorgeous magnificence of the setting sun sank
deeper into its repose, a merry throng of glittering stars
came out, cheering and bright, and the fall moon rose and
east a new light of paler brilliancy around the beantiful sce
nery, till the whole earth glowed, and all nature appeared
dancing with delight, at so rare a gala-night.
At the very base of a long hill that sloped gradually down
to the margin of a beautiful stream.stood a neat, snow-white
cottage, wit:) green latticed window-shutters, and a huge
oak door, full of quaindy carved grooves, and indentations,
with a nicely gathered lioney-suckle creeping over its top,
and ha lging down, till the rich red blossoms fell into the
such tenacity to my heart strings, that, for my life, I cannot
drown its trumpet-voice."
11 1 will do anything that you wish, Frank,” said Amy, as
they pause,! in front of her cottage home | " hut how could
yo i he so crurl ns to stay so long, when you knew I was
waiting 1” and her sweet lips formed themselves into the
prettiest tinv pout, as she turned away her head, so as to
try To look offended. But the etVon was a very poor one—
though Frank saw it not—The youth appeared perplexed,
and his gaze wandered from the velvety crass up to (lie
moss-covered roof of the cottage, where the moon-heams
struggled slantingly through the thick oak leaves, and was
plo t nig countless fantastic capers upon its brilliant surface.
As the shadows of the luminous orb came an I went, so were
the thoughts of Frank, flickering nnd irresolute.
" Pet haps you saw a gate open on your road," said Amy.
in the slightest petulant tone. And maybe there was
somebody waiting by it—so you thought you would stop
put a tittle tchile, ns it wouldn’t ho any harm "
You wrong me, Amy.” replied the youth, quickly, with
a flushed cheek. “Your suspicion is as unjust, us it is
heart—”
•'Heartless!” he was going to say, hut his companion
looked up so meekly, ns it she repented her thoughtlessness,
and the tears caine trickling so fast through her long dark
lashes, that, in his own heart he could not finish the word.
Reason and thought asserted their empire, and the for
giveness was mutual.
" 1 will no more endeavor to unravel the mystery that
hangs around thy conduct, hut trust to thine own discretion
and valor for thy safety.” said Amy. complacently, as if no
thing had occurred to mar the aunny current ol her pure
feelings.
"In that assurance, than can’st rest happy.” replied
Frank, “ and Heaven grant that the time may speedily ar
rive, when every act of mine shall be laid before thee, and
ask for judgment! It is no mean enterprise that my gallant
comrades engage in, and it behooves them, as well for the
safety of themselves, as tlieir cause, that they preserve the
utmost secrecy. If possible. I will return on to-morrow’s
eve—but astlie moment when we shall be called to our duly
is uncertain, the engagement is not positive 1”
" Yon will remain to-night ?”
“ No—that is impossible. My leave of absence extends
but to three short hours, and it were imprudent to overstay
them.”
Slowly advancing up the smoothly gravelled nven ur, over
shadowed by the tall trees, whose extended limbs formed a
complete canopy of leaves above them, they entered the
cottage.
Amy Walters nnd the young Frank Norton, had, as the
dreamt, and it was of hi
ought danger, dark
e, ami the wrongs of helpless innocence
phrase goes, " been children together 1” The attachment,
formed liy constant association in early life, suffered no di-
minishment as years came over them, and the village gos
sips had said a thousand times, that they were sure to
“ come together " Both were the children of parents who
lmd been among the first settlers of the new .colonies—but
Frank's parents had died while he w-as yet in liis infancy,
and he had ever been guided by his own will, and acted
from his own judgment. There was bnt one tie in the wide
world, and that he clung to with all the erdetit fondness of
first affection. It is needless to say, that this lie was cen
tered in Amy—the only object, beside his country, that
made life sweet—and the attsebment lost none of its sincer
ity, in tlie amiable girl. When the blast of war echoed o’er
lire land, Frank was among the foremost to answer its sum
mons—and numbering himself as one of that little band,
whose fame will stand while freedom’s banner has a resting
place—he gave his heart and his hand to his suffering coun
try, under the bright pennon of the immortal Marion.
'Two short hours had taken their echoless flight, and again
the ’overs stood beside the road-side gate. It was the mo
ment of parting—a few whispered words of affection to cheer
the sad heart of Amy. and Frank was gone,
j * God be with thee!” was borne upon the night breeze,
I as the fair girl stood gazing after lire retreating form of the
! departed, until his indistinct figure became lost in the gla
zes of the deep forest, when, with a long-drawn sigh, site re-
tiaced her way bark to the cottage.
It was midnight. The inmates of the white cottage had
long retired, and a solemn stillness held absolute reign. A
dense darkness was fast gathering over lire earth, for the
night-queen bad gone down behind the hills, and huge mas
ses of dark floating clouds came up from the south, and
creeping over the starry face of heaven, hid the gemmed
night-watchers in their black pall. The heavy boughs of
the old oaks began to swing to and fro as the rising wind
swept through them with a shrill whistling—and the quiet
waters of the little stream down at the foot of the garden
began to laali its flowery banks, and dash tlie foamy jets up
into the margin path. At short intervals, large leaded drops
came dropping from their misty chalices, and lingering on
tire light-stemmed night flower, bent the frail blossoms to
the moistened ground. It is a strange, bnt thrilling music,
when, in the silence of midnight, the large rain drops come
pattering down upon the giant oaks, falling from leaf to leaf
with a sweet, heart-stirring echo. Tire low muttering! of
the distant thunder cloud, became louder as the gale in
creased, and the vivid lighting darted forth with startling
brilliancy. Suddedly the watery mass came dashing to the
earth, rattling among the leafy branches, and drenching the
liny flowrets till they fell from thcirslight stems, and cover
ed the greensward with their rich, fragrant blossoms. And
then the wind lolled, and the black clouds parted; as they
floated swiftly on, leaving no traces of the sudden storm,
save in the freshened earth, and the expansion of the closed
blossoms, showering their perfume on the night air.
As the hidden stars came creeping forth again, tire muffled
forms of two men issued from the wood at the foot of the
long fane. Barge dark cloaks completely enveloped them,
save the upper portion of the face, upon which was fixed
a half-mask, running up under a low, slouched hat, so that
the discernment of tlieir countenances was impossible.
With slow, cautious step, they came from behind a small
clump of trees, that stood a little out from the margin of the
forest, where they had been sheltered, doubtless, from the
sudden shower Moving along, closely, under a thick
hedge that lined the road side, and now and tlren crouching
down to the ground, as the quick hark of the watch dog
his dearest trei
ahtiek for veng
A simultaneous hurst of indignation came trom the troop
ers—and the commander, advancing to Frank, said
“Cnns’ttiace tlieir route, young man ?”
"Ay! every foot of it. They have taken the forrest path
and will cross the stream by the old ferry.”
"Then lead on !’’ was the reply; ami the whole body,
thirty in number, dashed forward—and as they passed the
cottage and the still smoking barn, a cry of suppressed hate
came from the clenched teeth of every man. _ .
"Foster!’’cried Frank , "let not the morning sun see
Amy Walters in the hands ol'her captors 1”
The dark, long wood was passed, nnd they suddenly came
to the spot where the British wete recently encamped. 1 he
sight re-animated them..and the full heart of the young lead
er seemed bursting from its human tenements.
"Ho * Ho 1” cried tie, and he laughed outright from intense
excitement—“we got on bravely. Fear not, Amy; there
are stout hearts abroad that can free thee, and will do so .
So-lio: now, trot quick;—let not one laggard soul he found
where the cause is liberty and woman. By our hopes ! the
dav breaks, and tlie clouds look smilingly. Now. then,
wl'cel left—swifter my comrades, for Heaven’s sake; even
now their brutal hands may be upon her, and she shrieking
for her countrymen ! Look there is the ferry—cross but the
water, and we have them !”
With still accelerated swiftness the rider3 dashed down
the road to the ferry. Opposition availed_ nothing—they
were resolute, determined, and the persons in command of
the landing were compelled reluctantly to permit their cros
sing. Soon as they touched the opposite shore, an advance
was sent forward to reconnoitre the enemy s position, who
speedily returned with information that they had halted ot
the first tavern, and were nnw in the midst of the:r carous*
ing. hut with a sentinel stationed on the outside.
Cautiously and in silence the little troop proceeded but
in despite of their caution, when they arrived within fifteen
yards of the house, the sentinel took the alarm, and dischar
gin'* his musket, fled into the tavern. Concealment was
useless. . ,
“Forward ! M shouted Marion, resuming Ins command—■*
“charge on them ! Quick—there—cut ofl their retreat by
the wood!” . .
And ere the frightened British had time to collect their
scattered senses, the Americans were upon them. With a
loud shout they burst the doors from their hinges, and drove
doorway A fine row of venerable looking old oaks stood I sounded from" the cottage, they' arrived nearly opposite the
in front of the cottage and spread their great arms so far out whitc puling,, and suddenly paused. Fur a moment they
that they almost rested on tl.e tvy-eovered roof, and right eo „ ye ^ eA in Iow whispers, the , a ll„t of the two pointing
tinder was a line of the whitest palings, with a correspond
ing cross-barred gate exactly in the centre. The gate stood
partway open, nnd leaning on one of the slightly elevated
posts, was tlie raost beautiful girl imaginable.^ Her attitude
and expression were those ot expectation, and yon might
have seen at a glance, that she was becoming anxious, if
not impatient, for she began to lift her little foot, and to let
it fall again very often, and sometimes she would stand on
tiptoe, and look down the Toad, as far as she could look, and
then she would sink her head on her white hand, as it rest*
on the gate, and sigh, perhaps, as she murmnred tj her
self, "I’ll not forgive him!” Hut when she thought that/*?
tnight not have it in his power to meet the appointment, she
sighed again, and whispered, 44 Poor Frank, how unhappy
he must be!” And then she would toss her tlowingringlets
behind her, nnd advance a little way out into the road, but
when the rustling branches above her would move, she dew
quickly back to tire protecting gate, like a timid fawn, and
stood panting at the bare idea of her temerity.
44 ’Tis him I 'tis him!” a! last she exclaims, and, spring
ing out into the road, will* the light swiftness of the moun
tain deer, as a manly figure issues from the wood, at the
end of the lane, and now perfectly fearless, strange to say,
she dies along the green sward, and never pansos till clasp-
«*d in the arms of him so long expected.
11 Why, Amy, love !” said the youth, smiling, as lie softly
Visaed the white brow that was turned upward to the /uK
moon, 44 how you tremble 1”
" 1 wns so afraid, Frank 1” she replied, lowly, ns she
nestled her f«ee in his bosmn.
“ Afraid ! pray of what ?” said Frank, good bumoredly.
“1 don’t know,” she replied, “ I am suck a coward!”
41 Amy!•” said tlie youth, In tones that made tlie fair girl
atari, 41 the time may be near when you will have need of
every energy that should spring frciu a fearless heart, con
scious of its own innocence!”
“ I will try to do better. Frank,” she Slid. ” but it is only
when you ore absent that I am afraid. I fear nothing note!"
and her delicate fingers crept into :he closed band of the
youth, as if for she her. Frank csihd at the artless dis
play of confidence, and gendy twieing his arm round her
slender waist, he led her toward the cottage.
*• On every side, Amy/’ said the yoath as they walked
leisurely along, “the Fnglish hold ground. Day after dny
they add insult to insult—and it was but ycsier-inoin that
one of tlieir brutal officers offered insult to an American
lady, in broad day, anil in the open street.”
*• Is it possible ?” cried the startled Amy, nestling more
closely to the side of the youthful patriot.
“It is, Amy—but the insult will be avenged ! The spintof
the Americans is like their native oak, they may be broken
down by force, but they will never bend. It were well for
thee, Amy, not to leave the cottage unattended—the degra
ding passions of these villainous invaders, admit of no bound;
and did they harm thee, my fair one——”
41 Nay, Frank,” interrupted Amy, “I never did them
harm.**
44 My poor innocent!” exclaimed tbe youth, “howlittl
thou art versed in this wicked world! Ave! but they
would harm thee, Amy, nnd that beyond a reparation.
Thou wilt promise me n >t to leave the cottage 7”
44 Yes, willingly” she? aiuwered.
44 It is well—lor it uny result in thy future happiness.
Ami, now, when at night thoa dost bend in prayer, forget
not thy suffering, goaded country. Though we are now op
pressed, the flune ofliberty is hot smouldering, and when
it doth burst, wo to our enemies. With weapons, forg~‘ 1
meaning—but it was of him she
safety that she pondered. She tl
hideous, assailed her lover, and she feared for him. And
yet no part nf her innocent nature ever owned itself a slave
to superstition,—or the darksome folds of dest’ny—but
this one dream came will* such forcible vividness to her
memory, that she could not break thecharxn that so intense
ly bound her thoughts.
All day long did those dark misgivings haunt her over-
fraught memory, as if some fascinating spell was lurking in
a heart whore every throb was purity. In vain she essay
ed the lighter occupations of her daily duty —die same fear
ful vision rested on every thought! The green fields and
the little rivulet had lost tlieir attractions.—the sweet sing
ing of nature's tiny choristers grated harshly on* her senses,
—arid even iter garden flowers dnioped languidly beneath
the scotching sun, for they missed the tender hand that dai
ly showered the refreshing draught, and propped their ten-
Arils. The gushing fragrance of her favorite bower was
lost upon the air, and the sweet honeysuckle flung its coral
blossoms into her vine-covered seat—but the delicate fin
gers that twined their riches into the flowery garland, had
failed in their tender offices.
Alas! sweet Amy, it is to thyself the warning comes,
loud but unheeded ! How strange, that in the flowieeaof
the human passions through the labyrinth of the heart, there
is but one connecting linlt—love! Reason, thought and ac
tion sink into nothingness, at tlie waivingof thy mighty scep
tre, thou master passion! The maiden dreams of danger,
and straight the object of her solicitude is love. She sees
the storm-clouds gathering, nnd seeks to cover hivi from its
fury, whilst her own defenceless being is open to its fierce
ness—and when it bursts, lo ! tlie stricken one smiles, with
ebbing breath, as she gazes on the unscathed object of her
affections!
As the evening shadows gathered, after a long day of all-
abtarbiag, yet indefinite thoughtfulness, Amy’s troubled
mind became lulled into a sweet calm. Her anxious moth
er had marked the unaccountable clmnge in the manner of
the fair girl, but to all her questioning, the replies of Amy
were inconclusive or evasive. Rut now she resumed a
part of her accustomed cheerfulaess, as the night came on,
and the parent imagined she had deceived herselfin the
conduct of her child.
44 Will Frank be here tn-night 7” asked the mother, as
they were seated together at the tea-table, by an open win
dow, with the perfumed air gushing through from the creep
ing blossoms.
H Frank!” suddenly echoed Amy. looking up with a man
ner so perfectly abstracted, that the parent could not help
smiling os she guessed her thought*.
44 Yes. Frank 1” said the mother.
44 What of him?” asked Amy, striving to collect her
wandering thoughts.
44 WjIJ he visit us to-night 7”
41 Oh, yes—yes!” she answered, a smile lighting up her
pale face ; 44 he said he would—that i*—if he could!
Hark ! there is some one at the gate!” nnd springing from
her seat, she flew out into the garden to meet—her father.
44 Why. Amy,” said the old man. 44 what b the matter 7”
44 1 thong! t it was—was—somebody trying to get the gate
open!” and Amy dropped her eyes to the ground, whilst a
shade of disappointment lingered pensively upon her open
brow.
The evening waxed later and later, but the young patriot
came not. Amy sat nt the front window, that looked out
upon the garden gate, her hand clapped tightly to her fever
ish brow, and the hoi tears gushing from their flooded
channels down over her flushed cheeks. More than once
had her fond mother begged her to leave the window, for
ihe night air was chill, and ns it swept over her delicate
frame the fair girl shuddered, all unconsciously. She
recked not of herself in the burning intensity of thought that
E ossessed her being. At times she would start wildly from
er bending posture, gaze vacantly out into the air, ancl then,
with a sigh tnat seemed to rend her heniz, ahe would sinW
listlessly into her seat.
Again the mother stood beside her.
“ Amy,” she said, in a husky voice, and with tearful
eyes, 44 will you not retire 7 Come, join us iu prayer, my
sweet girl—'tis near midnight,”
44 Hush!” replied Amy, in a low,
come soon now!”
The poor old mother fell uoon her knees before the
daughter, and clasping both her hands in hers, implored the
sorrowing girl to leave the damp window 4 , and seek repose
in her chamber. Rut Amy heard her not—her glassy stare
still remained fixed upon the road, and her icy fingera re
turned not the fond pressure of her mother. Motionless as , %
a statue, the color came and went from her* still features. J ilia rope, SOgenerally USfcd, is made, <nd there-
efitrpiiff of the night cricket (rom without. | f ore believed to be indigenous alone to tlie
” Oh, Amyl” sobbed the parent, "do not look so wild- j .... . . . , . . 0
jyj” i Plnllipine islands in tlie Chinese oeas. Ihe
' The daughter slowly turned her bead, 'till her gaze rest- I wild Banana, Musa Textiilis, Or Florida Bear
Cd «Xth l e'” she ilfd.fr a diansed tmre,'" he will not come \ Grass, grows in vast abundance throughout the
tonight!” , I Floridas, and is known to be the article fropi
P*f"‘E e,, ' , y‘wined her arm round the neck of he-| which ,| 1C Seminole Indians manufactured hal.
child, and led her, unresisttnnly to her chamber- where, af-1 . . , ,
ter a longhour of wateMalneas. she left lrer in slumber. | ter ropes. C. Certainly it the savages Call nse
Placing a small night lamp in analccve by the mantle, ahe I die wild llOl'b to such advantage, we by Cultiva-
softly stole from the room and Amy was alone. The moon- ! • _ „ • • _ rpi ^ t
beams streamed through the latticed window shutters, and j * ,on Can k^ing it to perfection. There IS not a
sometimes flickering on the pale face of the sleeper, show- doubt but it may be reared the same as the to-
ed that her rest was unquiet. - ; bacco, and at much less trouble, and far grea-
Scarce had the pale beams ofthe night orb forsaken the * n , T7 , ° t
darkened chamber, when a slight rustling..mill the shrub- I ter profit. VI e believe the day IS not far dlS-
bery that clambered over and ar.mnd tbe window-frame. • taut, aS visionary as the idea may now appear,
sounded from without, and tlie shutters slowlv unclosed, i • , _ i : 1 i „ „r
A hand was gently thrnst through the opening: and soon | wl «: n the bear grass hemp will become one of
after raised the frame with a slight creaking noise. , 1 , '° lmnnr, !»e ctnnloc .if tliz, pnnniro ” n flip
- Hist 1” cried the rerson at the window, and a muffled
form glided from behind the garden arbor, and stood at tlie
foot of the ladder.
From the Athens Bonne \
Xlie ‘‘American Democrat” and Mi-
Van Bitrcn.
Among the new papers which are starting
up in various directions, to advocate the claims
of some especial favorite for the Presidency,
" American Democrat,” recently cstab-
Dagiicrrctype Portrait,
Of Congress-men in 1816—extracted
Speech of R. H. Wilde, or Ga. del' • °
i832; V
‘•er&j»
Calhoun.
Tliere was, also, a son of South C
I is the “ American Democrat, recent y es a s tj]| j n tlie service of the Republic ., ar °J-r.a 1
lisiied at Macon, in this . 1,8 P a f. cr I doubtediv, the most influential m/rnKt!”’. 11 *'
announces Mr. Calhoun as its favorite or le jj ouse _ With a genius eminently tnei °f 1 ^
| Presidency, subject to the decision of a Na-
tional Convention-—'“the Delegates to le cho
sen directly ly the people,” and vo ing as indi
viduals iu the nomination—which, as these
things may not be expected to be done, a-
mounts to just no pledge at all.
But tlie object of this article is to notice a
most hypocritical and uncandid attack upon j fl as }, ec j f rorn them ns they passed nL" ?j
Mr. Van Buren, made under the editorial head .i,„ i..._ a • ce ut:l
in tbe last number.
The writer professes to be speaking in Mr.
Van Buren’s favor: and in another place in
forms bis readers that lie will support him lor
President should he be tbe nominee of the
Convention—organized, of course, in the man
ner prescribed by the editor. Now what kind
of a man is this editor willing to support ?
One hardly of the “third order of mind,” with
out “commanding talents,’substituting for these,
“dexterous address, caution and prudent non
committal and who, besides; is “ deficient in
moral nerve, boldness, energy and inflexibility
of purpose,” to such ail extent as to "unfit”
him for tlie approaching struggle ! Firmly
determined as we are to suppoittlie nominee
tlrehidflenEnglishmepfromtheirconcaa nrent, irapre«c« ( f Nat ; onal Convention, ne have no idea of
with the idea tuat a vast force was upon them, tney unnes- . . . 9 tz r
, earnest tone; “ he will
itatinglv fled, but were as instantly captured; and when
the melee ended, they beheld tlieir whole force of two hun
dred at the mercy of thirty men.
As young Frank rushed through the house, calling on
liis beloved—bis Amy—lie heard the sweet tones of her
voice from a small apartment, and quickly clasped her to his
heart—a rescued bride.
"Ah ! Frank,” said she,-“I can guess well thy service
now—it is no longer a mystery. The Night-Riders claim
thee ns a confederate.”
The youth smiled—and, kissing her fair brow, owned the
truth.
* The British captain was demanded—but, strange to say,
lie was nowhere to be found. His escape seemed almost
miraculous, for every avenue had bec?n guarded. Finally
after a long search, the valiant officer was found snugly en
sconced up tlie kitchen chimney, * from which he was spees-
ity ejected—an object of mortification to his own compan
ions, and of ridicule to bis captors.
There was another brilliant gem cast into Liberty’s glori
ous crucible—and tbe occasion was celebrated, ere the mor
ning sun tipped the golden edge’of the horizon, by the union
of tlie fair Amy and her brave lover. And when the rites
vzere over, nnd Frank and his blushing bride stood jn tbe
presence of South Carolina’s hero, the daring Marion rose
and blessed them.
♦This is an historical fact.
From the Port Leon Gazette.
Dear lirass.
My ottentlon was a short lime since called
by an enterprising friend to the possibility of
cultivating ihe bear grass qf this country to
much profit and general good. Upon exam
ining the article, I have found it to be a spe
cies of the Manilla Hemp, from which the man-
bui
lnt;*\ we will do
will make our ty-
tliat for after gen-
ar of the tyrant,
then, Amy,forget
uj> into his
from the ignominious chains
deeds, so desperate in their extremity,
rants tremble (or their dominion. De
crations, shall be tin* fire side ta:e. tin
nnd the cynosure ofthe oppressed. Go, tlie
not thy country ”
44 And tbeol” said lliobedutifu] girl, look
fae*.
Tho young patriot caught the blushing creature to his
heart, nnd his full, expressive eyes beamed * ith unutterable
tenderness and devotion.
44 Yes,” said he, “ I, too, would have a plare in thy night-
ly.orUon*—forthe breathing* of thy pure heart will be
wafted by beings typical of thyself, to the throne of an «11-
tnunificent Being, and there find favor.”
41 Dear Frank — ”
44 But let thy first whisperings ascend for thv native land
—for there rolls the* fife that will control thy future destiny
—to live out thy days ir.id ihe blest retreats of freedom's
favored soil, or drag' a miserable existence to a bondsman’s
grave. It is no visionary dream—no taLsei god that we have
raised, and for which is sacrificed the blood of martyred
thousands. No! thank Hr ;<vcn! it is no such grovelling in
centive, that actuates the first feelings of our nature—but
the boon is our great Author’s gift— a gift that sprung with
n redeemed world from its vast chaos—a gift that bid man
be free—free as the wind that sweeps yon snorkling stream
—no master but bis God !” it
"Frank ”
“ Pardon me, Amy—bul tbe sweet nursling cling* with
first to the cottage and then to the rail fence a little below,
by crossing which they could gain the rear of the house.
Quickly darting from the thicket, they crossedsdte road and
mounted the ferce intimated, when a sudden sweep of air j •gw*
loosened the*folda of one of their cloaks, discovering the
scarlet uniform and gold trimmings of a Bpti»1i officer.
With a low imprecation he drew the mantle cl iser about
him. and swiftly threading the wide meadow*, si wd on the
bpnks of the stream, beneath the drooping bn aches of a
large weeping willow. Again they seemed in er meat con
versation. appearing irresolute how to act. A snail clear-
ing lay between them and the rear ofthe cottage, but in
crossing it they saw a liability of being detected, should any
ofthe household be astir. Suddenly the lesser of the two,
who seemed an inferior, gathered up the foils -r.^bis cloak,
nnd forcing them under a stout leather belt a.w.ut bis waist,
dropped cautiously in the water, creeping slowly under the
bank, till lie arrived opposite the garden-entrance to the
house. Here Ire paused, nnd clambering up the bank, mov
ed along the outside of tire garden fence, till he came to a
parallel with the cottage. Stooping to the ground,he dug
a small round stone from the earth, nnd flung it towards the
willow tree, where it fell rattling through the branches, a
wnrningtohis companion that thus far his reconnoitre was
successful. He then retraced his way back to the bank, and
gliding around the curve, entered the garden under the
shade of an arbored creeping vine, that ran tire whole length
of die pebbled walk. After closely scrutinizing the height
of the back chamber window, and tbe pxacticability of gam
ine egress thereby, he leturued to tire garden gate, on J
noiselessly unclasping a small padlock that bung loosely
from its connecting upright, flung it into the stream: then
dropping ininself into tlie water, in a few moments rejoined
his companion beneath the willow.
44 Now, Rromly,” said die other, in a low voice, 41 can it
be effected ?”
“ Yes, with caution,” w*is the reply, in a whisper.
44 Art sure she sleeps in die back chamber?”
44 Why, Captain,” replied the other, 44 1 am sure that she
sleeps there, but whether it be die girl you want, I can’t
say.
44 It must he Amy,” mused five Captain, 44 for there is no
other female about the house but her old mother, ami her
room is front.”
44 Ii*rk I” whispered Rromly quickly, bending his car for
ward, 44 what’s that7 ’*
44 The wind sighing through the willow/’ replied his com
panion. 44 How is entrance to be gained to the girl’s cham
ber 7” be added after a moment’s pause.
* 4 A ladder will be requisite,” answered Rromly, “though
the window is scarce six feet from tbegroutid.”
44 Then she is mine?” he spoke, loudly; but instantly
checking himself, be said— 44 it is a rare flower jo bloom in
this rebel wilderness, ami fit for a king.—Let me once force
her to the camp, and she is safe !”
4 Hark !” again exclaimed Rromly, and this time be fell
to the ground, and lsid his car lo the damp green sward.
•* Tis the tramp of horses, coming down the lane!” he said,
springing lo his feet, and grasping a huge pair of pistols
from his belt.
44 Silence, Rromly, or we are lost!” responded the tt emu-
ions captain. *• Down—down to tbe water!** nnd springing
to the margin of the stream, they both dropped into the wa
ter, and lay concealed behind the bank.
On came tlie sound of the horsemen, like the rushing of
the tempest wind, and closer crouched the Hnghsbnren be
hind their concealment. Louder nnd louder grew the noise,
until the whole Hoop came dashing down the road with
lightning speed, nod disappeared beyond the forest. One
solitary trooper lingered behind the body, and when oppos
ite the cottage, he waived a silken scarf above his bead, and
then sprung forvvnr.i.
"By Heavens !” cried Rromly. leaping from bis cover 4 ,
when the Inst horseman disappeared—“Tbe Night-Riders!”
44 The Night-Riders!” repeated his companion, tremb
lingly—“To the camp—quick—follow!” and drawing his
cloak around him, he sprang across the meadows into the
road, and keeping inside of the hedge, was soon lost to view
in the mazes of the forest.
Hist !*’ was echoed from below.
.** The room i& dark, Captain.” said Bromly, (for it was
he.) 44 give me the lantern—softly!”
The Captain took from beneath the folds of Ids cloak a
darkened lantern, and advancing part way up the ladder,
reached it to his companion. Rromly thrust it thraugh the
window, and gently sliding back a small wicket, tbe light
streamed in upon the form of the sleeping Amy. As the
sudden glare fell upon her face, she moved restlessly, fling
ing one arm about her head, ’till it mingled in the glossy
ringlets that flowed over tlie pillow—and then all was still
again.
1 44 She sleeps V 9 whispered Bromly, as he crept through tlie
window.
<4 Re cautious—advance s l owly !” muttered the Captain,
from below.
Bromly gathered in the folds ofthe white drapery that
curtained the window, and pushing them back on each side,
fastened the loose folds to tire frame, so that do impediment
existed to arrest the progress of their nefarious plot. Again
he stood at the window, and whispered—
“All is ready—call Borton !”
The Captain applied a small whistle to his Tips, and a fig
ure came from its concealment in the garden.
“Mount the ladder,” said he, “and stand upon the second
round from the top.”
The man ascended the ladder as he was directed, and
paused upon tlie spot specified.
, A wild piercing scream echoed from the chamber, ns the
ruffian Bromly dashed to the window with the fair Amy in
the important staples of the country. To the
cotfon growing sections, this discovery must be
of great benefit, as it will enable them to man
ufacture their own rope for liah ing their crops,
which nt all events will he a clear gain to
them. It is certainly worth the attention of
enterprising men. Should it succeed, of which
there can he no doubt, it will bo far more pro
fitable than any other crop that can be raised.
advocating a third rate man, or one unfit for
the station; and if tl.e Convention should
bv any fatality be induced to nfler such a one,
tlie love of country would rise superior
to attachment to party in our breast, and we
should at once oppose his election. So would
all who have patriotism and discretion.
The editor says that previous to 1840 he
had noticed Mr. Van Buren less than any
public man.—He must have kept his eyes
closed then, for Mr. Van Buren had been for
many years one of the most prominent men in
the whole nation, having, besides the offices to
which ho was elected by his own State, been
Secretary of State, Vice President, and Pres
ident of the United States. The country had
“noticed” and appreciated him, if the editor of
the Democrat had not.
The editor is perhaps the only Democrat in
the Union, who has discovered that Mr. Van
Buren’s mind is hardly third rate. The high
trusts lie has filled, and always with ac
knowledged ability, prove either the falsity of
the estimate, or tho want of intelligence of
those who conferred them upon him. Few
there are who will envy the editor’s acu
men in making this discovery. Indeed, hard
ly any who know the editor, will believe in the
sincerity with which he makes the declaration;
or they will attribute it to that blind prejudice
which some times so blunts the perception, as
tomakp it impossible to perceive that greatness
which is apparent to every unprejudiced ob
server.
Equally unjust is it to charge upon him, any
thing like intriguing or non-committalism.
No public man is probably less obnoxious to
these accusations. He has been successful as
a politician by bis straight-forward honesty
and unbending integrity of character. The
charge of political trickery and management
has been often before made by his enemies
but in a long course of^jubSic life, not a single
proof has been furnished. If true, these would
not be wanting. It is uncandid to make such a
statement, and betrays a recklessness of truth
unbecoming any one, especially a professed
Democrat. Nor is the charge of non-commit
talism better founded. Upon what question is
he, or has he ever been, uncommitted, when
bis opinions were called fori Can tbe editor
specify? He cannot. There is no ambiguity
about him. All know liis views; all under
stand his position.
Bu\ says the editor, liis “ feeUer nature
became “ invigorated,” first under Gen. Jvck-
son, and afterwar^p under Mr. Calhoun, and
cal, he applied to politics liis habits of^^
sis, absiraction, and condensation, and"/
gave to the problems of Government so me {•
of that grandeur which the hislier m ,,i -
zes nave borrowed trom oslronomy
wings of his mind were rapid, but ca/(/• '
nnd there were times when the lmh| J?
flashed from them as they passed, nfan C p/ '
a mirror in the sun, only to dazzle tliebeh!|j
er. Engrossed with his Subject tareles
his words—his loftiest flights of eW /'
were sometimes followed by coloquial jr ' f
vincial barbarisms. But, though 0 f ten j/ r '
rect he was always fascinating. L nn , ’
with liim^was merely the scaffolding of thou/
—employed to raise a dome, which li/1.'
gelo’s, lie suspended in the heavens.
Clay.
It is equally impossible to forget, or
a gentleman from Kentucky, whom party s'/'
made ihe fruitful topic of unmeasured p an **
lie and detraction. Of sanguine temp eram £’
and impetuous character, liis declamation
impassioned, liis retorts
C’hnptrr II.
44 J ive<! iliee in die hal tie’s eye,
Amidst tlie mailed and stalwart throng;
And answered to thy banner cry.
As it had been :i lover’s song J”
The morning sun was tipping with gold the glowing edge
of the Eastern horizon, and Amy Walters was at the looiof
tlie garden, gazing into tlie clear water that purled at her
feet. The brow ofthe fair girl was thoughtful, and so deep
were the revellings of her imagination, that she heeded not
the apptoach of her favorite Watch, who, gliding gently to
her aide, crouched down at her feet, and looked up wistful- I
ly into her face. Amy had dreamed, and in the confused
mass that swelled lrer brain, she vainly sought to solve a
condition, moral and physical, of our African
population, free and slaves. It seems that in
Ohio, Indiana nnd Illinois, (free Slates,) the
proportion of the insane among the colored po
pulation is 1 in S8; while in Virginia and Mar
yland, it is one in one thousand two hundred
and ninety nine. A s*i!l more terrible inequal
ity exhibits itself in the older northern States,
where the neffro has been longer free. In Mas-
sachusetts, M;iine, New Hampshire and Ver-
hissrra* a nd depositing lrer « tire fra, ; P of tho man who ' m0 nt, the colored insane are one in every thir-
waited at the top of tbe ladder, she was received bv the - » •
Captain on the ? rnnnd. j ty four. If the proportion were as great among
"Q.uick cried tire Captain, "quick! Bromly, leap from | j|, e whites of the same States, there would be,
lIl Tlre n iaddcr liad fallen to ihe ground, leaving Bromley in- |j n these four States, 53,030 lunatics. Maine,
side the chamber. ; it seems, has even a more shocking dispropor-
4l Now, then,” he shouted, as lie sprang to the earth— w tbe j tion—one in everv fourteen of her black popu-
horsesT lation boinff insane. Massachusetts has a white
And, with bounding steps he made Tor tbe covert that , e » . i f-T 0 .l
•concealed the horses, beyond the garden gate—The Cap- j population about equal to that of Virginia. Held
tain mounted, anti receive*! the insensible Amy in his arms, • she an equal black One, she IVOUlCl, Upon tlie
he put spurs to his steed, and dashed across the meadow, ! w hJ c h holds' there, have 11,600 iunallCS,
out into the lane, followed by Ins companions; and as they „ , . . . . , i «• .
entered the thick wood.tlie need parents were seen rush- fhr whose aCCOITlino >atlOTl She" OUlu I)C Obliged
ingout into the road, wttb wild, dishevelled locks, and cksp- J foJay out above nine millions in build mg’ assy-
..hewed 1.1s ; loms, and to incur «n annual charge for .heir
sharp spurs deep io the ei.les of his fleet steed, and the ani- maintenance of about <51,740,000—probably
it,ai.obc,in ? lire stinging impulse, sprang forward with rt- SO me four or five times the present entire ex-
newed swiftness.
“By Heaven!” lie suddenly cried, ns he looked back,
“they have fired the barn! See—the blaze will bring a
whole troop npon us!”
As he spoke, a brond, lar*d glare burst out from beh : nd
the white cottage, nnd the clouds suddenly became illumi
nated with a crimson hue. It was the signal for rescue—
and the British officer knew it. His blanched, livid features i ...
became fearfully convulsed, and it was with diflicu!t3* he ! »y Striking.—— I IlO WholO p’Cltire IS (ippnllin^,
kept his seat upon the living steed. Rut anil on—onward j and must, wherever men will consent to look
he went and brighter and broader grew tlie signal light, ting- 1
ing tbe forest tops with its luridness.
“Spare us!—spare us ! cried the Captain, ns tl>ey sudden
ly dashed in among a body of soldiers, and reigning in his
horse, he leaped with his fair burden to the ground, and fell
upon his knees.
A loud mocking laugh came from the soldiery, and the Capt.
found that he was within his own camp. He sprang to liis feet
with a fl ish of mortification, and bid them prepare for re
treat toward the main body, as the whole American force
would be down upon them in an in«tant. The camp consis
ted of about two hundred armed men, with a score of pris
oners, which were soon in'motion on the Captain’s alarm,
and making rapidly for their confederate forces.
Still flashed the beacon 1 sht from the white cottage ns a
solitary horseman came dashing furiously and foaming
down the open road, and springing from lib steed at the
open gate, rushing into the house.
44 Amy7 Amy!” cried the young patriot, paceing the wide
apartments with rapid strides. “Amy! where is she 7”
No answer came from within the house, and he flung
rpen the door, and sprang into the back garden. There
was the aged mother, and the decrepid father, heaping fresh
piles of dry grass upon the blazing heap, with a desperate
energy and supernatural strength. They saw not the ap
proach of the lover in the intensity of excitement with which
they supplied the burning signal, until his hoarse voice
shouted in their cars—
44 Amy! where is she 7”
The old man turned at the thundering tones, and cried
■out—
“Lost! lost!” and fell senseless to the earth, and would
have perished amid the burning cinders, had not Frank
dragged him from the smoking ashes.—The mother had
strength to point toward the forest, and she, too, sank ex
hausted.
He had heard enough—and dashed through the house,
and out inio the front garden, lie leapt upon his steed, and
sprang forward to hasten on his companions. Scarce had
he spanned r. mile, wher his quick ear raugtit the loud tramp
ofthe Night-Riders—and ere another minute he was in
their midst.
“Follow! follow!’ he shouted frantically, as he joined
them. “The British hare robbed old Nathan Walters of
Insanity In tlie lYcgro Rare.
Startling Facts.—An article in a late maga
zine on the subject ofthe census of 1840, esta
blishes, from the statistical returns, some very J .
important and curious Taels, os to the relative « tbe reason why his administration may
1 . j —z—» -r s c-s— beapproved. Wonderful, indeed! lnetrotn
is, that Mr. Van Buren possessed a mind capa
ble of appreciating Gen. Jackson, and hence
lie acted wisely in pursuing a similar policy to
that adopted by that illustrious and venerated
patriot. But does not the editor remember
that his then political friends, and perhaps he
himself, considered Mr. Van Buren the master
spirit of Gen. Jackson’s administration I Was
it not said that Mr. Van Buren wrote his mes
sages and directed bis policy generalfy t
What was this but a compliment to liis ability,
unwittingly given by those who most bitterly
oppossed him? Tint Mr. Calhoun’s “master
mind” controlled Mr. Van Buren, is most su
premely ridiculous. That eminent statesman
never attempted such a thing, nnd if be bad, be
would have encountered a mind equally capa
cious with his own, and a firmness of purpose
not less inflexible.
But we have not’ time to enlarge. We look
upon tho article we have extracted, as the pro
duction of an enemy to Mr. Van Buren,
and -calculated, from the position its author oc
cupies, lo do great injuiy to the Democratic
party, unless promptly rebuked.—Ourcnemies
cannot accomplish half as mucii in tlie work
of our overthrow, as will such articles as these,
unless they and their authors are exposed to
the just indignation of those whose feelings are
so wantonly outraged. We cannot believe,
that among the advocates of Mr. Calhoun in
Georgia, another editor will l>e found, so un
mindful of the interest of the cause he espou
ses, or forgetful of the courtesy which is due
to all the distinguished gentlemen from whom
the selection of a candidate is to be made,as to
endorse this editor’s tirade against Mr. Van
Buren. But something more than silence is
requited. Mr. Van Buren has friends in Geor-
Democrntic
accrimoniou3. J) t £
cient in refinement, rather than in eirenntH
bis style was less elegant and correct,il mn at .
mated and impressive.— But it swept a\vj
your feelings with it, like a mountain lomJ
and the force of ihe stream left you little let
ure to remark upon its clearness. His tsi
mate of human nature was, probably, not Ten
high. It may be that his past associationsy
nut tended to exalt.—Unhappily, it is perhm
more likely lo have been lowered than ra:.- j
by. liis subsequent experience. Yet then,
ever since, except when that imprudence,i-
natural to genius, prevailed over his better
judgement, he had, generally, the good see*,
or good tusie, to adopt a loftly tone ofsetii
ment, whether lie spoke of measures, or of tee
of friends, or adversary. On many occasion
lie was noble and captivating.—One, lea
never forget. It was the fine burst ofin&
nant eh quence with which lie replied tot-
taunting question, “what have we gained h
the war?”
Wcliltcr,
Nor may I pass over in silence a represen.
talive frorn New Hampshire, who has almcs
obliterated all memory of that distinction,bj
the superior fame lie has attained us aScnaic;
from Massachusetts. Though then but in tit
bud of his political life, and hardly conscious,
perhaps, of his own extraordinary powers, it
gave promises of the greatness lie has sices
acliiev d. The same vigor of thought; the
same force of expression ; the short sentences;
tlie calm, cold, collected manner; 1 lie air of
solemn dignity; the deep, sepulchral, cr,in-
passioned voice; all have been developedon!j,
not changed, even to the intense bitterness cf
bis frigid irony. The piercing coldness ofhij
sarcasm was indeed peculiar to Iiim;thej
seemed to be emanations from the spirit of lit
ice ocean. Nothing could be at onceso no'el
and so powerfil—it was frozen mercuiy be
coming as cum tic as red hot iron.
Tlie fair sex of Stoiiington, Connec
ticut.
During the last war, they gave their flannel
petticoats to make cartridges for the canroa
that fired on the en< my. On the loth inst,
although it was only half past sj.\ in the rrcra-
ing, at least five hundred young Indies, very
beautiful, waited on thePresident with boqneti.
The procession of youna ladies was headed by
a sweet girl of sixteen, who, on presenting Mr.
Tyler with a beautiful b^quet, said;“Alow
me, Mr. President, to have the honor to pre
sent you with some of the sweetest flowers ot
Connecticut.” The President stooped d«iwa
and kissed her, saying: “My dear young lady,
you are one ofthe sweetest flowers that Con
necticut can possibly produce.” He then kiss
ed all the young ladies that were introduced la
him, to the amount of seven hundred.
pense of her state government,
The facts as tbe decay of tbe black popnla-
lion in the free /States, and tbe enormous pre
valence of crime among them in comparison
ith the whites of the same region, are equal-
at simple facts, afford a perfectly decisive argu
ment as to the fitness of that unhappy i-ace for
freedom, and the benefits which it confers upon
them and the communities i-n which they are
found.—If, Y. Aurora.
Death of Gcu. Eustis.
It becomes our melancholy duty toannounce
(says the Boston Daily Times, ofthe 29ih ultj j . . . ,
the death of Brig. Gen. Ahraham Eustis, of j S ia > " e a majority of il
the U. S. Army, commander ofthe 6th Milita- 1 P a J ty ’ ,*“? th ° T y n0 - 1 !f meIy , hear b,,n ! nsui '
ry Department. He died in Portland, Toes- i * . . lise ,* especially under llic guise of
day morning, at tho Elm Hotel, at 7 o’clock, fr f endsh, P» w,th . ou f holding responsible those
aged 57 years. He arrived in Porlland on i , ° acquiesce m it, as well as loose guilty of
Thursday* last, from Charleston, S. C. some-j tl,e °” ,ra S e ; . We warn all concerned,-if they
what out of health, but on Friday lie was about ] ' vou ^ not ^mig turn and defeat upon us, to
attending to bis official duties. lie died as a j fl- SC0U1)le,1!IIlce such efforts to injure oneof our
soldier should die, and according to hisexpres- j esl l eu ders, and most upright and consistent
sed wish, at his post, nnd In the performance j statt! ' raei) -
of his official duties. His disease, winch was { Effectual Direction, for Various Ends,
Some form ofcongestioil on tlie brain, was very ' To embitter domestic lift-—Maintain >oux opinion on
- - ° 1 * ; small matters at the point ot the bayonet.
A Remarkable Incident.
A pretty incident, says the Woonsockel
Patriot, of a most novel character, occurred is
this town a short time since. Two men ben?
partially intoxicated in a bar room ofcneci
our hotels, after having been engaged in aa
angry dispute, pulled off their coats in oruer
to Kettle the matter by a regular set-to St fisti
cuffs, when at this juncture a dove, that em
blem of peace trid innocence, flew into tlx
room and alighted on the shoulder of one
lie persons. So sudden and unexpected "-«»
the appearance of the bird, and so impreisci
even were the antagonists with the singularity
of the occurrence, that they refrained from us
ing violence, and give up tlie combat. I ,l| e
winged pence messenger and maker permine-
himself to be taken, and ;it the present writing
is receiving the kind attentions of liis captor.
Curious Cir«'i:nistnncc.
A dog died in this city on Saturday b-.
who had been lingering forsomtimp, and
had such peculiar symptoms, that his owner
determined to ascertain if possible the cau*t
of In's death. On cutting him open a snake
was discovered in the stomach, about 24 ioc*'
es in length alive ami active, whose appe ar *
a nee denoted tha: he was a real “bloodsue*'
erl”—Raleigh Rigistcr.
rapid in its progres
Colo ml Eustis—Brigad’u
yet—has been in command
arrangement of tlie army v
funeral ceremonies took ph
noon.
Gen. Eustis was a nepl
Wm. Eustis of this State, v
State, entered the army at
tis was Secretary of War,
its highest honors.
by B re
tie new
The
r after-
e Gw.
of this
v. Eus-
pidly to
The Bumrer Hill Monument is not likely 10
prove the least | rofitable of Boston notio' 5 -
Calculating that there were 100,000 strange' 4
present at the celebration of the 17th instans
and that each of them spent S10, in Boston. -
its vicinity, the aggregate would bo S1 jOO*- 1 -
000. We have no doubt many of the st ran*
gers expended $100, while others, peil' 3 P N
came and vventoa a dollar nr two, at any > a ‘ 0f
the money put in circulation on the occa 51011 '
must have benefitted hotels and boarding
keepers; butchers, bakers, and huxters; tL yj
ors, batters and shoe- makers; keep erS
places of public amusements; owners of ste 8111
boats, rail-road companies, etc., etc., to a
degree.
To secure yourself against a candid hearing.—Call
! men hard names before yon have signified them. j
To keep yourself in a stale of discontent*—Set your
heart on having every thing exactly to vour mind.
! To involve yoirsef in inextricable difficulties.—Shape j
: your course of* action not by fixed principles, but by tempo- '
^ rary expedients.
| To provide for yourself abundant matter for shame
and repentance.—-Act under the influence of passion.
To die without accomplishing anything.—Always in- they were being removed from the bar, tbe j ua ?f’“'jjj,
tend to do something great here after, but neglect the pre- manner so peculiarly his own, addressing the Jailer
sent humble opportunity of usefulness. “Mr. Murphy, you would greatly ease my njind. ifvou
To destroy your authority over your children.—When these two respectable gentlemen until seven o’clock, ° r tJ|
you are in good humor give them sugarplums; when in ill past; for I mean to set out lor Dublin at five, and I *
humor blows and reproaches. J like to have at least two bouts start of them ”
A Cautious Judge* ^
The late Chief Baron O’Grady, fatherofthe jgall* n |^
cer (Lord Guilliinore,) Aid-de-Camp to her Majesty ^
two most notorious fellows, at the Carlow assizes, f cr
astonishment of the Court, as ..
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