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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 VOL. U—NO. U. 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. - “ 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 w.**-* ' ' V 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. - • 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. WHOLE NO. Cfl X b ii m: if. ... _*/. OKOAH I,,'M £y-|,,li! rh<: Nior* or ><- *•! 0rp,,.-. m !■ Wragglr a rimilur Ptr. 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.