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JIM RYAN’S SC I LAME.
Au lui tilrui at nn Irish W4Uutf.
('katnbrn JmtmmL
At Irish country weddings of the
lower orders, the priest is paid by vol
untary eontril nit ions of tlic wedding
guests. The marriage is generally cel
ebrated in the evening mid is followed,
especially among the fanning classes,
bv a grand festivity, to which his "rev
crince" is always invited. After sup
per, when the hearts of the company
are merry with corned beef and greens,
roast goose, ham. and whisky punch,
the hat goes round.
Honor Malone was the prettiest girl
in the barony, and a lucky bov on his
marriage-day was the bridegroom; al
beit on the occasion he looked very ill
at ease in a stiff, shiny, brand-new, tight
fitting suit of clothes. Lucky, for in
addition to her good looks, the bride
had fifty pounds to her fortune and
tlirce fine cows.
Very pretty ami modest she looked
seated beside the priest, blushing a great
deal and wincing not a little at his rev
erence's somewhat broad jokes. And
most Incoming was the * white frock'
in which she was attired ; a manv-skirt
ed garment, resplendent with ‘bow
knots' and trimmings of white satin
ribbons.
• As good as new,* my lady's maid at
the castle, from whom she had bought
it. had assured her. ‘ Made by the
grandest French dress-maker in all
London, and worn at only a couple of
halls ; her young ladies were so partic
ular, and couldn't abide the suspicion
of a crush or a soil on their gowns.’
In the midst of his jokes and his
jolity, while apparently absorbed in at
tention to the pretty bride, whose health
bad*just been drunk in a steaming
tumbler. Father Mtirphy perceived with
his business eye that preparations were
being made for sending round the plate
in his behalf.
The stir began at the end of the ta
ble where the ‘ sthrong farmers' mus
tered t hickest. A goodly set they were
in their large, heavy coats of substan
tial frieze, corduroy knee-breeches, and
bright blue stockings; their comely
dames wearing the capacious blue or
scarlet cloth cloak with silk-lined hood,
which, like the great coats of the men.
is an indispensable article in the gala
toilet of their class, even in the dog
days.
In the midst of the group was Jim
Ryan, Now this Jim Ryan was the
sworn friend and adherent of Father
Murphy, he would have gone through
tire and water to serve his reverence.
1 le was rather a small man in the parish
ns regarded worldly goods, having
neither snug holding nor dairy farm :
but lie was highly popular, being con
sidered a • dhroll boy” and good com
-1 Hiuy.
When the proceedings of this devo
ted follower met the priest's business
eye before alluded to. they caused con
siderable of surprise to that, intelligent
organ, inasmuch as greatly to damage
a very pretty compliment his reverence
was in the act of making the bride.
First, Jim Rvan took hold of the col
lecting plate, and seemed about- to ear
rv it round. Then, as if suddenly re
collecting himself, he stopped short,
and dashed it down on the table with a
clatter and a bang that made Mrs. Ma
lone wince, for it was one of her best
china set.
Jim’s next proceeding was to try all
his pockets, lie dived into his waist
coat, breeches, and swallow-tailed coat
receptacles, one after another, but with,
out finding what he wanted. At last,
after much hunting and shaking, and
many grimaces of disappointment, he
pounced on the object' of his search,
and drew carefully from some unknown
depths, a large tattered leather pocket
book.
By this time every one's attention
was fixed upon him. Deliberately lie
opened the book, and peering inside—
having first ascertained by a covert
glance around that the company was
observing-—he extracted from it a bank
note. This, when unfolded, lie spread
nut and fluttered ostentatiously on the
table, so that all who looked might read
‘Ten Pounds’ inscribed upon it!
A flutter of astonishment ran through
the guests, not unmixed with signs of
dismay among the richer portion. Fat
pocket books that a few moments before
were being pompously produced by
their owners, were stealthily thrust back
again. A sudden pause was followed
by a great whispering and consulting
among the farmers. Anxious and mean
ing looks were bestowed on the latter
by their wives, to say nothing of ex
pressive nudges, and digs into conjugal
ribs where practicable. For there was
always much rivalry in these offerings.
Misthcr ilennessy, who drove his fami-
ly to mass every Sunday in his own I
jaunting car, would scorn to give less i
than Misther Welsh; though he too.
was a • warin' man and always got top
price for his butter at Limerick market.
Ami now to be outdone by .Tim Ryan !
To protfer his reverence five pounds, J
when the likes of him was giving ten !
It was not to be thought of! So the
result, after Jim had deposited his note, j
with a complacent flourish, on the plate,
and had gone his rounds with the latter,
was the largest collection that had ever
gladdened the heart or filled the pockets
of Father Murphy.
As the priest was leaving the place.
Jim came up to hi nr and laid his hand
on the horse’s bridle,
‘ A good turn I done yer riverince
“this night, didn’t 1? Such a mort of
notes, an' silver, an' coppers I niver
laid eyes on! I thought the plate would
l>e bmk in two halves with the weight.
An' now'—in a wliisptl, and looking
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around to see there was no one listen
ing—• where's my tin pound note back
for me 9
‘ Your ten pound note man! What
do you mean by asking for it? Is it
to give you hack part, of my dues, you
want?'
• Ah, then, now Father Murphy, dear,
sure an' sure you niver was so innocent
as to that, blessed note was mine!
Where upon the face of the living earth
would a ioor l>oy like me get such a
sight of money as that? Tin pounds !
I borrowed it, yer rivcrincc, for a
schame; an' a mighty good an’ profita
ble seliame it turned out. Sure 1 knew
the sight of it would draw the coin out
of all their pockets ; an' by the pow
ers ! so it did.’
A fact his reverence could not deny,
while—not without interest—he refund
ed Jim's ingenious decoy-duck.
Fine Horsemanship.
Con. Shields in his Mexican war talk
recently at Lockport, New York, told a
humorous story of the trial of horseman
ship at (’em) Gordo between General
Magrnder and a Mexican.
Gen. Magrnder, of subsequent Con
federate fame, was then an officer of the
army and plumed himself highly on his
horsemanship. One day lie rode across
a square on a superb black animal that
he had just bought for a high price, and
came to the window by which Shields
lay that the latter might sec and ad
mire his purchase. The curvetting of
the steed and the bearing of the rider
drew a crowd into the square, and pre
sently there were a thousand or more
soldiers, citizens and army followers of
all kinds watching and admiring Jack
Magnifier's show off. After a time
when Magnifier had stopped a moment,
one of the Mexicans came up to him,
patted and praised the horse, and told
the officer that he rode almost as well
as an inhabitant of the country.
“Almost?” Magrnder cried. “lean
ride as w ell as any Mexican. Show me
the one that can ride better.”
“ Nay," saiil the Mexican, “ you claim
too much. You ride well, but it is not
possible that you can know our horses
quite as well as we do.”
Magrnder insisted, and growing worm
offered to bet a dozen doubloons that
lie could ride a horse better than the
other could. The Mexican objected,
ami said lie didn't like to show off his
horsemanship in public, but at last Ma
gruder became more urgent, lie reluc
tantly consented, and the money was
put into the hands of another Mexican.
For judges, an American was chosen ,
by. Magrnder, a Mexican by his adver
sary. and the two together chose a third.
Frenchman. Then Magrnder put his
horse through his paces, first walking
around the square, then trotting, then
galloping, and finally putting the ani
mal to the top of its speed, with a mag-1
nifieent, burst that drew cheers and
hand-clapping from the crowd. After
a few moments the Mexican came for
ward for his trials. Without touching
his hands to the animal lie vaulted on
it and went through w ith precisely the
same performance as had Magrnder,
and really proved himself to be the
more accomplished horseman of the
two. Magrnder himself joined in the
applause, and admitted frankly that he
was beaten. The Mexican smiled, bow
ed and said:
“ Now, if the Senor will wait a mo
ment I will show him a feat of horse
manship, the like of which lie has never'
seen.”
Magnifier consented, and the Mexi
can rode half way round the square,
and then putting spurs to the horse ■
disappered in a twinkling.
“ What does that mean?” said the
owner of the horse.
“ I know of but one man who can
ride like that," said a bystander, “and
that is Molino."
“ Molino, the gurilla?’ groaned Ma
gnifier.
“ The same, sir. I don’t think 3'ou
will ever see your horse again.”
He never did, and the Mexican who
held the stakes had also disappeared,
probably Ano of Molino's men. Magru
der never heard the end of his exploit
among his brother officers, and while j
his vexation lasted he declared he was
“the biggest fool in the American
army.”
A young man of Roseville, Illinois,
went into a barber shop the other day
and demanded a shave. The tonsorial
artist submerged his customer’s counte- j
nance in a bed of lather, and then went
to the window, sat down and began
reading a newspaper. Fifteen minutes
passed by. “ Here,” demanded the im
patient man in a big chair, “ why ain’t
you shaving me? What in the thunder
are you doing?” Calmly spoke the har
dier,* not looking up from his paper,
{“Waitin’ fur de bear I to grow, sab.’*
1 And then a white-faced, unshaven man
j rose up and leaned over the wash basin,
while a cautious barber arose and went
hastily out into the country .to look for
I Christmas. —Burlington Hawkey?.
I cannot see why the young gentle
men of Penople drink with such rcce £ s
when they know its so conjurious to
’ their institutions.
HAirnyEU, (Mu, WEDNESDAY. NOV EM HER 28, 1877.
A Miserable Failure.
A gaunt, hen-pecked looking man,
with n sepulchral voice, glided into the
Central Station office on Saturday, and
set for two hours and a half, irritating a
pimple on his none, lieforefiic nuuifurod to
muster nerve sufficient to unbosom him
self. Having screwed himself up to the
sticking |mint, ho stopped softly up to
the Squire and said, with marked cm*
phasis:
“ Judge ?"
“ Well, sir," answered the Court.
“ I’ve come—"
“ Well.”
“ To ascertain—”
“Go ahead."
“How much —”
This sounds business-like, thought the
Court.
“ How much it will cost —”
“ Yes, yes."
“ How much it will cost if, in nn un
guarded moment, 1 should be seized
with a spasm and should smite the wo
man who doubles my troubles over the
brow with the palm of my dexter tin.”
“ Let me understand,” said l lie Court.
“You wish to know the penalty of wife
beating. Is that it Y'
“ That's the English of it."
“ Well, about thirty days."
“ Thirty days," repeated the hen
pecked man. “Judge, would they let
her get within a hundred yards of my
prison home if 1 protest?”
“ Certainly not."
His mournful countenance blossomed
with anticipated joy as lie started for the
door. As he was passing out he turned
boldly to the justice and remarked :
“ Make filer out, judge. I'll be here
to pay the penalty in just about two
hours. Thirty days. How cheap! Oh.
won't I whang her one! I can't hold a
candle to her on the jaw movement; I
haven't even pretended to wear the trou
sers. Rut my manhood is aroused. I'll
simply gyrate in an irregular orbit
about her headpiece, and then w ill give
myself up to the law for thirty days with
pleasure. If 1 call get one grand, glo
rious sling of this No. 10 bull skin at
her, I'll go down for sixty days without
a groan."
Two hours later four men carried him
to the hospital on a shutter, and his wife
was arrested for assault and battery.
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“ How!”
Free I’reet
The other day a farmer's son, nlmut
fifteen years old, sold a number of live
poultry to a butcher on Woodward av
enue. and most of the money received
was comprised in a five-dollar green
back. Yesterday the boy returned with
the bill, saying that it was counterfeit.
“ Who says this is a bad bill?" re
manded the butcher as he scanned it.
“ Dad does," Was the reply.
“ Well, we'll go to the bank and see,"
continued the butcher, and the pair pro
ceeded to t!i(! nearest bank and handed
the bill to the teller.
Perfectly good,” lie remarked as he
handed it back.
“ But dad says its bad," protested the
youth.
“ How does lie know it Is? Where is
his authority for saying so? How docs
lie tell a bad greenback from a good
one?" rapidly questioned the bank offi
cial.
“ Well, he spread ‘cr down on the
table,” slowly replied the boy, “ and lie
git s his nose close to it, and he looks at
the picture, and he, turns it over and
looks at tlie printing, and he holds'er up
afore the lamp and squints at the Ag
gers. and lie measures around with a
broom-straw and holds the bill otr a
leetle, and then he takes a last squint
and yells at me : ‘Here, you brickbat
of a know-nothing, you've went and let
one 'o them city fellers knock all your
front teeth through the back o' your
head !’ That’s the way he tells.’
A Little Hero.
Fort Srott Monitor
A little son of .Mr. Win. Carruthcrs,
who lost his right arm by the same acci
(lent.thnt Jepriveil his father of his left
arm, showed the most remarkable heroism
in that trying hour. As soon as the acci
dent was discovered, General Agent King
rushed to the assistance of the hoy, while
others wont to the relief of his father.
When Mr. King laid him on the caboose,
he said : “ Where's my hats'" and then,
“ where is my poor papa?” His father
at this moment was borne into the ear by
those who had gone to his assistance
Papa, one of my arms is gone,” said the
little hero, and not a cry or groan escaped
his lips from first to last.
An Irishman, fresh from his country,
saw a turtle for the first time, and at once
made up his mind to capture it. The tur
tle caught him by the finger, and he hold
ing it out at arm's length, said: “Faith,
and ye had better let loose the howlt yc
have, or I'll kick ye out of the very box
ye sit in, he jabers.
Among the claims against the most
fashionable Chicago bar-keeper—now
bankrupt—is this from a druggist: ’For
materials used in compounding liquors,
$1,000.’ Now you know where the
the headache comes from.
I The Relics of ); -HWu, *lc.
“ Miss Fannie Fnrinn, the charming belle
of Hvllbucklc. fins been visiting her friend
Miss Hogwhistlc."
The above innocent announcement in
the Sunday Inkwiror was the cause of
it nil, for Miss Farina no sooner beheld
this acknowledgment of her bclleship
than she seized the paper with a vise
like grip and tripped it gaily over the
green to spread the news among her
friends. Hut a swifter spreader had
preceded her, for u|Hn entering the very
first house a copy of Saturday Night
was thrust beneath her nose, and the
follow ing personal item met her aston
ished vision :
“ The elegant and accomplished belle of
Heltfehucklc, Miss Mnllir Mughorn. lias fin
ished her course at the Conservatory.”
So, you rather think you're the belle,
do you?" sneered the fair Farina while
her eves shot flashes of lightning.
“I flatter myself that these are the
documents," snorted the musical Mug
horn, as she shook the paper in her
riv al's face. Then t here was a gather
ing of storm-clouds o’er their smooth
young brows, and there was a spas
modic clutching of taper fingers, and a
swif* mrvev of back hair and crimps
and all sneli horrid preparation of war,
when another Richmond rushed upon
t he field.
“Veil, iny dears, l will show you
some nice tings in do paper!" exclaimed
the jubilant new coiner, as she hastily
unfolded the “ Npotsvogle" and pointed
to the following local in German, wliieli
she joyfully translated:
“ Our renders will rejoirc to lenrn tlmt
Miss Kntriiin Kaltofen. tlie fascinating belle
of Hellebuck le, is again on deck."
“ Dot is me !" she continued, while a
victorious smile stole over the length
and breathe of her great, happy face.
“ And that is me !" shouted Farina,
fixing her index linger on the Inkwirer
item and glancing proudly upon her an
tagonists.
“ And this is me 1" shrieked the Mug
horn, as she, waved her Saturday Night
defiantly in the air.
Katrina gazed upon them in stupid
surprise.
“Maybe you tinks I bin not, de belle
of dis BeUbnekle?" she said, but t hey
only sliixik their heads contemptuously
in answer.
•• Den better we fix it,, und see ol'cr t
bin, order not," she continued, and
rolling up her sleeves she disclosed a
pair of fair, sturdy arms that drove
consternation into tlie hearts of her
enemies. They wore convinced with
out furt,her argument, and at once beat
a hasty and ignominious retreat,, leav
ing Katrina master of the situation.
And tlii! broad, happy smile once more
overspread iier features as she softly
murmured to herself:
“ Veil now. 1 wonder if dey know
who bill de belle of Bellebuckle dis
time, eh?"
Politics vs. Appetite.
A tin /i ta < 'onfiti 1 u iion.
•Recently a Republican, at Atlanta,
who is also a preacher, tackled old Un
cle Remus on the subject of politics.
“ I understand old man," said he,
“that, you are a Democrat."
“ I duinu), 'bout dat boss."
“ Well, it conics pretty straight.”
‘ I know dey got two side,s, one what
dey calls De.iiiniycratan' de udder what
dey call Radlkcl, but 1 don't bodder
wid 'cm we'n de wedder gets dis stiff."
“ Hut I hear you vote the Democrat ic
ticket every time."
“ I vvote wid my young marste.r what
I missed w'en he want no bigger dan a
buck rabbit,”
“ Now. don’t you know that this is
going back on your color."
“ But hit ain't gwine hack on my bel
ly, an' ef I don't tend ter dat.de fust,
cold rain dat come ’long mout wash
der color right outen me. I nint Lukin’
no chances in this business, boss. I'm
get tin' ole an* de oler I gitsde hungrier
I gits—l duz for a lac."
“ Look at me. I vote tlv? Republi
can ticket and I'm not losing my flesh."
“ You sorter preaches round like,
don’t you?”
“ Sometimes. Yes. Why?”
“Gaze, dat's war de fun comes in. I
don't git no chance for to feed outen no
beaver fiat, and I don't eat often no
plates what dey takes up in church
kleckshun in. I’m a mighty lonesome
nigger, an* I has ter scutllc 'long de
lies' I kin widout any congregashun at
rnv back.”
The preacher looked at his watch,
and said he would talk some more an
other time. while Uncle Remus, with a
serene smile upon his venerable face,
went down the street singing :
“ Oh ! whar shall we go w’en de great day
comes,
Wid de blow 'n uv trumpets an' he hang
ing iiv drums ?
How menny po’ sinners will bccotehcd out
late.
An’ find no latch at the garden gate?”
“Pa, i’ray ’Oud.”
1 know a man. Me is not a Christian.
Tlis daily life is not in accordance with
even principles of morality. Me has
throe beautiful, well-behaved children.
ThG other dav he told me this incident
•T one of them, Ufa Ut/'lo gtri t) r rr
four years old.
“Perhaps some people would think it
sacrilege, but I don’t; but for some time
back I have been in the habit of reading
the Riblc, and of having prayers every
night before the children go to bed. I
have done it because it lias a good in
fluence on the children, and because I
hope it may have a good influence on
myself. Last night 1 went to the lodge
(lie is a Mason.) and did not get home
till alter eleven o’eloek. The children,
of course, were all abed, and I sup
|s>sed asleep. Before going to lied 1
knelt down by my bed to pray, and had
been there but a moment when I heard
Nabliie get up from her bed in the next
room, and her lit tle feet came pattering
across the floor to me. 1 knelt, perfect
ly still, and she came and knelt down
beside me, without saving a word. I
did not notice her, and in a moment,
speaking just above her breath, she
said; ‘ /*, jitay 'and.' I prayed. I
I kissed her, and she went back to bed.
Ami I toll you I have had nothing to
at fix* tme so for the last ten years. I
have thought of nothing else all day
long but just, that little, ‘ Pv, yr<ni
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Men Who Could Not Live Indoors
Mlinmvl-ben-Ihidilin. the Circassian hero
chieftain, who was captured by the
Russians in the winter of was car
ried to Novgorod and imprisoned in nn
apartment of the city armory, which re
sembled a comfortable bedchamber rather
than a dungeon, and was otherwise treated
with more kindness than the Russians are
wont to show their prisoners, as the gov
ernment hoped to use his influence for
political purposes, lint a week after his
arrival in Novgorod the captive mountain
eer demanded nn interview with the com
mander of the armory, and offered to re
sign his liberal rations and subsist on bread
and cabbage soup like the private soldiers
of bis guard, and also to surrender some
valuables ho bail concealed on bis person,
on condition tlmt they would permit him
to Bleep ih open air. One more week of
such nausea and headache as the confine
ment in a closed room had caused him,
: would force him to commit suicide lie said.
lif his request was refused. God would
charge the guilt of the deed on his torment
| or*. After taking due precautions against
all possibility of escape, they permitted
him to sleep on the platform in front of the
guard-house; and Colonel ftarnpski. the
commander of the city, informed his gov
ernment in the following spring that the
health and general behavior ofliis prisoner
were excellent, but he had slept m open
air every one of the last hundred nights,
with no other covering but his own worn
out mantle, and a woolon rap he had pur
chased fi'oin a soldier of the guard to keep
his turban fVoin getting soiled by mud and
rain.
Geucrnl Sain Houston, the liberator of
Texas, who bail exiled himself from his
native State in early manhood, and passed
long years, not as a captive, but as a vol-1
lintary companion of the Cherokee Indians,
was ever afterwards unable to prolong his
presence in a crowded ball or ill-ventilated
room beyond ten or twelve minutes, and
described his sensntioli on entering snob a
locality as one of “ uneasiness, increasing
to positive alarm, such as a mouse may he
supposed to feel under an air-pump."
The Governor Fays for n Hath.
Detroit I'm- Prenu
One of Michigan's cx-GoTcrnors had a
pleasant experience in New York a few
days since. He had been sojourning a few
days nt the Windsor, and when he left
was presented, according to tin: careful
custom of the house, with his bill. The
first item that struck his observant eye
was this: “Hath. sl," Turning to the
clerk, he said, in his genial way: “See
here ; what do you mean by charging me
for a bath ; don't you know J haven’t had
any bath “ Yes," said the clerk,
• promptly, “1 know that, but this is a first
class house, and when a guest comes here
we kind of look him over, and if we think
he needs a hath we charge him with one,"
“All right,” said his cx-ness, good hu
morcdly, “ lint what havo you got me
charged double for? I never paid more
than half a dollar for a hath before.”
“ Well," said the clerk, insinuatingly,
“you see that Croton is pretty scarce just
now, and we have to charge guests of your
size double price in order to get even.”
The cx-Govcmor paid the bill without any
further demur.
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A Four-Handed Man.
Among the novelties of the corning Paris ;
exhibition will he a youth of fourteen
with feet shaped precisely like his hands.
He can use them for the same purpose,
and plays upon the piano with both hands
and feet, having a peculiar chair which en
ables him to curl his body into the neces
sary position. He is a very good perforrn
; er, and speaks both English and German,
His French is very imperfect.
An experienced boy says he regards
hunger and the schoolmasters rattan as
about, the same thing as they both make
him holler.
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iimuton Wa*liiiiut*n, N. J.
The events recorded ImL.
at Sul ado, Mexico, March ‘ I ’-
w hen stwntoun Texans of the
I million were shot l*v order fifth
iciMi authorities. The story is tnlw oq gyj.
correspondent who signs himself R. vv # teh
11., of Rlatico, Tex., a brother of omimml.
who drew a white beua t or
One hundred ami fifly-iuue while
hones were plan'd in the botfiiKri of the
ivfir, nrl seventeen black one* plnccd
upon th“ top of them. Tlv* IwwnWvtre
not stirred. Hitch was their' anxie.tr t\
(•xecute (’apt. Cameron, and ‘ jnernnpn
I the balance of the officers, that first
Cameron and afterwards the other offi
cers were made to draw a bean each
from tie* mug in this condition. Came
ron, in tin 1 act of drawing first, said with
Ills usual coolness, " Well, Isiys, we have
to draw, let’s be at it.” So saying, ho
thrust his hand into the mug and drew
out a white bean. Next cnme Colonel
William F. Wil.-on, who whs chained
to him; then Captain William Rvan
and then Judge F. M. Gilx*n, all of
whom drew white beans. Next came
Captain Eastland, who drew n black one,
ami then came the balance of the men.
They all drew their beans with that
manly dignity and firmness which show
ed them superior to their condition.
Some of lighter temper jested over the
bloody tragedy. One said: “Boys, thia
heats rattling all to pieces.” ’Dmknock*
ing off the irons from the unfortunates
told who they were. Poor Robert
Heard, vi lio lay on the ground sick, said :
“ Brother, if you draw a black henn I’ll
take your place." The brother . said :
** N,, i r <uml Uyfor * < W\e to
Idie than you.’ Several of the Mexican
j officer* who offieLtcd in this cruel vitr
lation of their country’s faith expressed
great dissatisfaction thereat, and some,
wept bitterly. Soon after the fated were
placed in a separate courtyard, when
about dark they were executed. Seve
ral of our ineu were permitted to visit
i the unfortunate previous to the execu
tion, to receive their dying requests.
Poor Major Cocke said, "Boys, l told
you I never failed to draw a prize;” and
then lie said to Judge Gibson, “Sny to
my friends tluit, 1 died in grace.” Judge
Gibson was so much a fleeted at this last
; parting that lie showed it from his tears.
The Major said, “ They only rob me of
! forty years,” and (lieu sut down and
wrote a sensible and dignified letter to
Gen. Wiuldy Thompson, the United
i States Minister in Mexico, and knowing
that his remains would be robbed of bis
clothes after his death, drew off his
pants and bunded them to bis surviving
comrades, and died in his underclothes.
Poor Henry Whaling, one of Cameron’s
best fighters, said, " Well, they don’t
make much off me, anyhow, for 1 know
I Imvc killed twenty-five of the yellow-
I lielliew.” Then, demanding his dinner
in a fiini tone, saying that “ They shall
not client me out of it,” ate heartily,
smoked a cigar, and in twenty minutes
was launched into eternity.
Our interpreter, who was permitted to
remain with them to the lust, says that
“ fifteen times they wounded that iron
! nerved soul, Henry Whaling, and it
; would seem that Providence had a sjx'-
Icial care in prolonging his existence,
j that he might demonstrate to his ene
mies the national character they had to
contend with ; for he gritted his teeth at
and defied them in terms of withering
reproach, until they placed a gun to his
head and Idcw his brains against the
wall. Hnc li was the effect of this horri
ble iiiassoere upon their own soldiers
who were standing as guard upon the
wall ulwve, that one of them fainted and
came near falling, over hut was caught
by his comrades.
Poor ferry, quite a youth, but in
spirit agiant, said t)iut" lie was perfectly
willing to meet his fate; that for lus
country he had fought, and fur her glory
lie was willing to die and turning to
the officers said: “After the battle of
San Jacinto my family took one of your
prisoner youths, raised and educated
him, and this is our requital.” I'M ward
Este spoke of his fate with coolness.
Gash said: “Well they murdered my
brother with Colonel Fannin, and they
are about to murder me.” “Tell the,
officer to look upon men who are not
afraid to die for their country.” Cnpt.
Eastland behaved with the most patri
otic zeal. He desired that his country
should never lay down her arms until
tin! most ample reparation and her free
dom was obtained. Major Robert Den
ham said he “ was prepared to die, and
would to God that he had a chance to
do the same thing over again t that he.
gloried in the demonstration they had
made, which showed Texans without
arms to be more than equal to Mexicans
with them.” James Ogden, with his
usual equanimity of temper, smiled at
his fate and said, “ I am prepared.”
Young Hubert W. Harris behaved in
tlie most unflinching manner,and called
upon his companions to avenge the mur
der, while their flowing tears and burst
ing hearts, invoking heaven for their
witness, responded to the call. 1 have
the utmost confidence that this pledge,
so solemnly plighted, will be redeemed.
They one and all invoked their country
to do both them and herself justice.
Just pervious to the tiring they were
bound together with cords, and their
eyes lieing bandaged, they were set upon
a log near the wall with their backs to
the executioners. They all tagged the
officers to shoot them in front, and at
short distance, that “they were not
afraid to look death in the face.” This
they refused to do, fired at several paces,
and continued the firing from ten to
twelve minutes, inangling these heroes
jin a manner too horrible for description.