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by GARDNER & BARROW. THE GEORGIA 7IIRROR, fs published every Saturday, in Florence, -tewart county, Ga. at fHhLE DUDLAKS a year, if paid in advance, or FOUR DOLLARS, ,f not paid until the end of the year. Advertisements will be conspicuously inserted •it One.'Dollar per square, (la lines) tiie first, ainl 50 cents far each subsequent insertion. Nothing ii’iUr 1"> lines will be considered 'ess than a j;i'•■;•. A deduction will be made for yearly ad vertisements. All advertisements handed in for publication without t limitation, will be published till forbid, art 1 charged accordingly. .Sales of Land and Negroes by Executors, Ad ministrators and Guardians, are required by law t > be advertised in a public Gazette, sixty days previous to the day of sale. The sale of Personal property must be advei'- tis*'' 1 in like manner forty days. Notice to Debtors and Creditors of an estate must be published forty days. Notice that application will be made to the Court of Ordinary for leave to sell Land and Ne groes, umst be published weekly for four months. (TT* All Letters on business must be ros I'Ai'o to insure attention. From tne Philadelphia Visiter. THE REGICIDE. AN ORIGINAL TRAGEDY IN FIVE ACTS. BY H. N. MOORE. Author of “Mary Morris," "■The Groomsman," "Mr. Johnson," "Abelard to Ilcloise,” Concluded. ACT 3. Scene 1. A chamber or gallery in the palace.— Enter Do Lara l ><i Donaventurc, noblemen. De L. Let day be night; let nature bn r >cr r, i i"c 'tii and moon to shine ; and ye, ye star . t nai nightly glitter o'er the vault of heaven, resign your light and hide forever from the view. Hide, for he is dead, the king, the good, the brave ! The ruffian’s knife has shed his blood, and depri ved us of one whose loss we can never replace. Ron. So old a man, so good a King, and yet they had the heart to .murder him, in his chamber too, unarmed, and hush’d in sleep. (At*'atalt enters, arrived from the convent) Montalt. With tears, my lords, no longer let its wail the old man’s fate; but seek with energy his murderers out, and as we ought pursue the hellish crime. De L. Dut time alone can tell the dismal tale : or else the bed of death, some future year, reveal it. He was beloved by all, whom to suspect or whom to accuse we do not know. Upon their death-beds men oft disclose their secret sins and crimes—and this perhaps by such a chance may come to light. As it is the murderer is safe; sus picion cannot rest on any one, and he may roain unpunished through the world. Mon. No—he shall not escape unpunished.— Things that were unforseen will often startle us : we know not what an hour may bring about, as the king’s unexpected death has prov'd ; and truth at times is stranger than the deep and hidden mys teries of the ocean, or wildest freak that fancy could invent. If ye’ll but institute a court to try the murder, 1 solemnly promise to bring the evi dence that shall identity the man and convict him. Ron. But how? Mon. Ask me not. Who, when and what don't ask ot me. I dare make an answer to them. I would not prepossess your minds Do you tne trial institute and I’ll perform what I have prom ised. De L. We take thee at thy word. We'll do our best to retribute a king whom we loved so w' 11;—aud future time, shall not upbraid us with •‘'loth, that as we ought, we acted at the time, and °n the page of history applaud us. (exeunt) •Scene 2. The private gallery in the palace in the wainscot ot which is the sliding door. Lothaire quietly enters upon tiptoe and with apparent stealth— alter looking cautiously around for a moment he gently taps against the partition, and the Queen enters through the sliding pauel, which she closes after her. Queen. What now Lothaire? Lot. Speak low—we may be overheard.—Are , the inmates of the palace roused? have all be held the deed ? Queen. They have. Assembled round the corpse they mourn, wring their hands, and curse aloud, with gnashing teeth the midnight mtirder er - They little think they curse their guilty queen. Lot. Who raised the alarm ? Queen. Montalt. He first discovered the deed, c allen the household up with deafening cries and in.tde the very walls with clamour shake. But— 'hat dagger— didst bury it ? Lot. I did. Beneath a marble bust that in the garden stands, I dug the earth, laid the green sod caret ally over it and there it lies to rust and moul der with the soil. But let me charge thee to be careful what thou dost. Do nothing that may at ad convey the slightest hint that thou’rt the mur deress. Start not when the name of him that’s dead may be mentioned. Let not remorse prompt thee to utter a word that might be deemed conlri h°n for the crime. A word might ruin us. Be ever ln tears—lament, sob ;—sleep alone at night, for * n ( dy dreams if thou sbouldst talk, betrayed we both might easily be. Thou’lt think of this? Queen. Yes ! how I regret that it is done ! ‘ "hsh that memory could blot it out! Throughout days to come shall I not shrink from human eyes and seek obseruity’s dim twilight shades, I trem ble at every sound heard in the night, and in con tinual fear hereafter live! Can I the gaze of others meet and think they know not of my crime ? or ever again in quiet sleep bv phantoms undis turbed ? Oh, little did 1 think, remorse, of thy conflicting partgs, thy torturing suspense? Lot. Thou’lt remember what I said. Queen. Yes; but hark; there’s someone coming. Away; we must not be seen together these two or three weeks yet. I’ll leave thee now, and come again to night. Be here upon the spot in readiness to meet me. Lot. I will. (she hurries through the panel—Lothaire closes «•) All’s yet secure. \V e’re not suspected even. If she but keeps upon her guard there’s not a dan ger—not a fear. Fate, be only thou propitious, and soon the crown and power will both be mine, my proudest hopes be more than realized, and uni versal homage paid to me. Base are the ladders by w'hich I climb to it; I’ve pratised guilt, de ceit and treachery; but once upon the throne I’ll lay aside the means I’ve used to accomplish it, and live and reign an alter’d man. (Übaldo enters, followed by his guards.) Übal. Stay. Lot. Stay? for what? Übal. The lords of France, her citizens and influential men, this hour in solemn council sit, to try the late cold-blooded murder of the King. Thou aft accused of it. Lot. Accused of it! by whom? Übal. I know not that. My duty obliges me to arrest thy person—but I hope, sincerely hope thou’rt innocent. Lot. Innocent! I ran, Übaldo—-b« thou as sured of it. These bands were never stained in human blood, I’ll prove my innocence; 1 can with ease. What, accused of murder? me ! and of the king's fs’t possible that I am charged with it! accused—arrested—-to be tried—and for the murdering of the man to whom I owe eternal thanks for all that I possess; the generous king who took me while a child, whilst hid in rags and poverty, and rear’d me up to fortune and fame! It is absurd, Übaldo—absurd. Dost think thy self that 1 am guilty of the crime ? Übal. Heaven forbid—l think thou’rt inno cent, and think that tliou’lt establish it beyond a doubt. Lot. Could Ibe such a wretch ?—so lost to eve ry sense of gratitude, so lost and dead to every fu tuve hope ? Übal. No, no, I firmly believe that thou art in noceut. Lot. I am, Übaldo—l atn. And since it has come to this, we’U let them prove that I am not. [ exeunt , the guards following them.] Scene 3. A council chamber, crowded—noble men, citizens, guards, officers &c.—-De Lara and Bonaveuture seated. De L. M v lords and 1> How-citizens, we’ve met, bv common sympathy aroused to try the late event which has with blood and crime, abused and stain’d the pages of our history. The aged King, last night whilst sleeping in his bed, was by the as sassin’s blade bereft of life; and there to-day he lies—he who yesterday was King. He was be loved by all of us—amidst us he was born, amidst us he lias lived ; our equal though our King—un kind to none, but generous to all—at once a father, friend and gracious King. Dead ! deal i but yet his memory shall in our hearts forever live, and in the chronicles of kings one more unfortunate and better loved shall not be recorded. Then rou*e, exert yourselves, my friends: and with determined heart? pursue the murderer till he is found, ’Tis time the trial was commenced. C ill in the wit nesses (exit an officer) Lothaire, the former favour ite of the King has been accused, and we have given orders for his arrest. (enter Montalt, the abbot St Pierre, and the two Monks.) These the witnesses, whose evidence we shall depend upon; they are men of truth, of tried ve racity, nor ever have been known to swerve an inch from virtue’s path. Bring in the accused. (exit an .tji ar.) Be ready, guards; keep the crowd back that the prisoner may pass. Disperse amidst the throng, and have it so arranged that all may hear and see the trial; all loved the King, and all are interested. [Lothaire enters followwed by Übaldo and the guards.] Lot. My lords, why is this? why have you given orders for my arrest ? why thus am I arraign ed before this court ? who accuses me? speak— and what’s my crime ? De L. The King of France, whilst asleep in his bed was last night killed; and with the murder thou art charged. Lot. By whom? De L. By this man, (pointing to Montalt) who says he will prove the accusation. Lot. Montalt dar’st thou attempt to fix on me the stain of blood and crime of regicide ? dost thou say that I’m the murderer of the King ? Mon. Thou art. Lot. Prove it if thou canst. Prove that I’m his murderer. Try it. Attempt thy worst to ruin me. But thou slialt find that innocence must triumph over villainy; and in the treacherous snare thou’st set for me thou’lt be. entrapped thy self, disgraced and shamed. Lords and fellow citizens, can ve suppose that Pm the regicide ? Think ye that I, his favourite, would by a deed like this, blast at once the peace I now enjoy and crush the bud of every future hope? Can ye suppose that I, young as I am, am wretch enough to exe cute a crime like this—-a crime at which the soul with horror thrills—the thought of which makes the blood run shivering to my heart! Why should I murder him? Let me ask that? What would I gain by it ? The King to me was a father and frieud and of what advantage would it be to take his life ? Tell me that, and I’ll not grudge at my arrest. But as it is, I ask the common sense of FLORENCE, GA. SATURDAY, AUGUST 18, 1838. any man that hears my voice whether friend ot foe if he would like to brook the gaze of men be fore a court whlist tried for such a crime, although he knew his innocence and knew he could es tablish it. De L. But against thee, criminal charges have been brought, four witnesses are in the court pro duced, and we must hear their testimony. The fact that thou hast been accused of this, if thou art innocent, cannot diminish in the least degree the lustre of thy name, but add to it. If, after the trial is over, thou’rt found not guilty of the crime, the sympathies of all will go with thee; the fact will shed new honors o’er thy fate, and lift thee to the pinnacle of fame. Proceed, Mon talt— Mod. My lords and fellow-citizens, that here’s the regicide I feel convinced; by eyesight posi tive and circumstantial proofs, 1 feel assured of what I say ; and have no doubt but I can prove it satisfactorily. As ye may recollect, two years ago the King was married to his cousin the present queen. ,r l’was policy—not love united them— Their ages were as wide as thirty yeais apart, and age and youth we know don’t oft agree in tonV? so delicate as love. She came to court a blooming bride; all flattered her but none so much as he. [pointing to Lothaire.] He flitted round her like <t butterfly, and I perceived that the encouraged him. This wakened my suspicions. The honor of my king was jeopardized. I narrowly watched them, and soon discover’d that she was lavish of her love, and saw them frequently embrace—kis sing—and heard their amorous vows of love and constancy till death. (Lothaire vehemently starts.) Lot. My lords, ’tis false ? what chance had we for any private time ; and unobserved where could we meet I ask ? This tale's a forgery. It bears a lie upon the face of it. Mon. ’Tis true my lords. Lot. True! how know they that ? who saw the queen and me except thyself ? did any one ? Answer that, and then perhaps the court may deem thy story probable, but not till then, (with a sneer.) Mon. As ye have heard, my lords, he asks me tauntingly who saw them but myself. He asks what chance they nad ? what pirvacy ? and unob served where they could meet? .Since he has asked, I'll tell the court and him that they were not unseen as they supposed;—that in the south ern gallery of the palace there is a secret door j which slides, and seems when closed, yarn ot the j wainscot. This connects with the chamber of j the queen, and almost every tlmugh it the [ Queen would come and meet Lothaire, who never failed to be upon the spot. Lot. DuLt thou see this ? Mon. i did. Lot. Liar 1 thou nevet didst ? Mon. 1 did, disclosed it to the King, who banished thee—’twas yesterday—and, t> shun thy sentence. last ffight didst thou imbrue thy hands in regal b.cod Lot. Ptioun ;ry /Main! if I but had thee in iny gn u-—if—f bo* >t beneath my race. My rds. ny : ••* c»w W hands l hold to ye, in human bioo 1 were u ’cd; they never were, but are as st unless as ruui wu. This man, with whom I’ve not been on the best oi terms, b ise, as it seems imbibed a rancoirous hate towards ms. As I suppose, he enviel me the favour of the king, and taking advantage of the pre sent cnanee, he thinks to crush my future fortunes by a desperate blow. He seeks not honorable but base revenge. The Goward fears to jeopard.ze iiis life, and settle by the sword om private quar- ' rel. lie thinks to ruin tne by fraud, without tjie ask of his dishonored self, tie cannot though ; hca he may fofge, and bribed witnesses may swear to that they never heard or saw, but till shall not ; avail. lin innocent, and can at any moment ‘ prove it. Proceed— (assuming an air oj ind/f --jVrenct) ;et‘s hear what el e. Mon. 1 hope the ■o u t will disregard the pris oner’s shameless language, nor ict ironical and , desperate words have any weight. De L. No—goon. VVe’il hear both sides and our impartial juJ :e ment give. By what already I has been sail, thou hast shown to us his intimacy with tiro Queen, but anything hast thou observed or heard wh.ch may directly point him out to be the murderer ? Mon. I have. De L. Proceed then with that. Mon. I was waken’d by the storm last night, and sitting up in bed gazed out upon the dark ness, as I’m accustomed, to when in the sky the elements contend; —for there’s a feeling in the midnight storm that always mingles with my con templations. ’Tis a silent joy, to see the light ning flash, to hear the thunder’s roll! The moon shone out at intervals, as broke away the clouds j between the pauses of the stonn, anil by her light I saw a man engaged industriously at work. Th ere was a lantern by his side, and in his hands he gras ped a spade with which he due the yielding soil, j The storm he heeded not, but continued to dig be- | neath an antique bust that in the garden stands; and j where he dug. as I did plainly see, he concealed a blade that glittered in the lightning’s flash— (Lothaire trembles, evidently alarmed, and very pale.) When he had gone 1 rose and dressed, went out amidst the storm, and having found the spot upturned the soil again ; and there discov- , ered, concealed within the earth three feet and more, this dagger stain and with blood. (Showing ! the one which. St. Pierre had in his care.) This— j with which tiro inhuman murderer deprived the I King of his invaluable life! Bon. Who was the man that buried it? speak— j was it him? (pointing to Lothaire.) Mon. It was? Behold—he trembles now.— » See, niv lords, the murderer of your king—the . regicide? The unexpected sight of this has roused his fears, and thus before the court declarer his guilt ? Ist Cit. It does; —tear him to pieces. Lay hands upon liim ; —let him not live. (l he Citizens arc much excited , and attempt to seize Lothaire.) De L. What, ho, there, guards. Keep them back, and shield the prisoner from their rage, (the 1 guards interfere.) 2nd Cit. Down with them-—down with the guar,is, and let us take the niuderer by force.— lie’s aot fit to live and should tiie ! De L. Nay, forbear, fellow citizens. Lay not violeut hands upon the niau, but let the even course of justice puuishhim: (Lothaire is very much alarmed—so much so that he entirely looses the command of himself.) Lot. My lords—my lords—l am not the mur derer. That dagger is the Queen’s, 1 buried it, but am not guilty of the regicide. De L. If thou art not, who is ? Lot The queen ? Last night she entered the chamber where the monarch slept, and with that dagger stabbed him till he died! (astonish ment is pictured in almost every countenance.) Ist. Cit. My lords, ’tis false. This is but a trick by which to gain a little time, and cheat tlic headsman of his fee if possible. Lot. No—l speak the truth. She feigned a sickness and excused herself from sleeping with the King ; but in the night arose and went to his chamber. A lamp and dagger in her hands she took, and w hilst he lay in bed she gave the wouuds Ist Cit. My lords, believe him not. ’Tis every word of it untrue, and but a scheme of ins by which to elude our grasp. He thinks it he can but escape us now, he’ll find the means to keep hei easter out of reach. Let’s take him to the block at once, say I,—and avenge the murder of oin king. What say you ? Cits. Ay ! ay ! (simultaneously.) De L. Silence. It shall not be and he that dare attempt to drag him there shall be imprison’d for it. Whether the Queen be guilty of the crime or not, she has been accused of it, and must be brought to trial as her accuser was. Übaldo [to tux captain of the guard ] imprison the Queen. -~ Keep her in custody till to-morrow, when we will neet again and proceed with the trial, (exit Ri laldo.) Guards, look to the prisoner. Breakup the court. To-morrow we’ll meet again to fur 'her try this dark, unparalell’d and bloody deed. [Exeunt different ways. Lothaire guarded. ACT 2. Scene 1. The council chamber crow ded as be fore-—noblemen, citizens, guards, officers, Ac. Ac De Lara, and Bonaventure, seated De L. We've met again to investigate the re gicide— a ei inie without its like amidst the chroni cles of dark and dreadful deeds. Lothaire, the favourite oi' the Kinff, was yesterday accused ot' it and be re arraigned upon his tiialasye have seen and heard yourselves; nor need l tiow repeat the evidence biought against him. Wh u this dag ger was proem ed (showing the dagger) from head to foot, like aspen leaves, fie shook, ami tremul ously confessed he buried it. but said the b*ade itself belonged ,o the Queen—and with the deed and very murder charged the wife of him that’s dead ! When this we heard, we gave orders to the captain of the guard for her arrest. She has since been arrested and confined iu a dungeon s gloom; and here, before you all, s’ne shall be in nocent or guilty found of this unnatural deed that has been charged to her. (turns to one of the office'- Call in the witnesses. ( exi• officer, returning with Montalt, the abbot St. Pierre, and the two Monks.) And now the Queen —bring her into the court. (exit an officer) (enter the Queen, followed by Übaldo and guards.) Queen. Arraigned? and for the regicide! Is it possible? My iords, do you believe that I’m tie murderess ? Can ye suppose that I, the wife of him, could do the deed ? What, plunge the knife into my husband’s breast? Why nature shudders at the vary thought of it; and both un just is it to bring me thus before the court. De L. But thou hast been accused of it. and we re obliged to try tlree. The murder has been done; —our wish is but to find the perpetrators and bring them to punishment, in order to satisfy the feelings of an outraged commonwealth.— With this intention we yesterday araigned Lo thaire — _ Qneen. Lothaire? the favourite of the King ? De L. Yes. Queen. Upon the charge of this foul crime did ye arraign him ? De L. We did, and witnesses produced against him. At first he denied the crime, but Tacts-on facts against him were disclosed, and he at last acknowledged it. Queen. Acknowledged? De L. Ay. Queen. What—that he was the regicide ? did he acknowledge that ? De L. No, not that— but confessed that it was himself who hid the dagger that was found. Queen. What digger? ye speak to ine as if I knew of it, and had seen the dagger. But "tis the* first that I have heard of any dagger found, and ask ye now what of it ? De L. ’Tis one the favourite was seen to hide upon the fatal night the regicide was done, — whilst rain and storm beat over him and round him flashed the lightnings sheeted fires. He was seeii —was seen and watched; was seen to dig beneath a bust of marble that stands in the garden of the palace, where quickly afterwards a search was made and this was found— (showing the dagger) — polluted as thou see’st, stained with thy hus band’s blood. Queen. Well—all this may be. That the dagger was found is not improbable. But what l ask have Ito do with it ? I was not watched and seen to dig beneath the bust, nor was I seen to bury that. The storm two nights age awakened me; it seemed like the roar of waves and dash of spray; I saw withal the pale reflection of the moon in my chamber window streamed her light.— Bat that is all. Th.it night 1 slept not with his majesty. but being indisposed went early to rest in a n adjoining chamber as by the maids that wait on me can easily be proved. Ti;ey helped me to disrobe that night, and in the morning when I rose assisted me to to dress again.— But who accuses Yol. I.— No. 21. where is the person? and where the witnesses ' brought against me ? De L. (he motions to the Abbot and Monks, icho step forward) St. Pierre, thou’rt sure a driver thus polluted was brought to thee two nights ago ? St. P. 1 am. De L. And thou—thou’rt sure of it ? [to the Ist Mo nk. Ist M. Yes.—Against our convent gate loud knocks were heard. I hastened to answer it. and there was this old man (pointing to Montalt. | asked to see the abbot. His feeliri, sm master him, aud he could itr v I He held that Ua I e in ho>v it was stained with blood. L that the King was murdered, ami gave < . . t that dagger to keep until the court demanded ev: dence. De L. My lords and citizens, what say ye now ? methinks the the proofs are plain. This evidence corroborates Montalt’s —-and must we not infer from what we've heard that by this in strument the aged King was of his life deprived ? 2nd Cit. We must—the truth is evident. De L. Thou hearest, queen ;—we've evidence that here’s the blade with which thy husband was bereft of life. Queen. Well—that may be. I dispute it not. That ye should think so is not strange: it is but natural that ye should, and likewise that the hand that buried it was the same the wound. i)c L. He confesses that he buried the dag ger, but says he did not shed thy husband’s blood. Queen. How come he urith the dagger then? I hope indeed he is not guilty of the crime, but must confess appearances arc black, if he acknowl edges he buried that. De L. He has acknowledged it. When it was yesterday produced, he quailed and trembled at the sight of it. He cried that it was thine—that it belonged to thee—and actually said that thou. didst kill the King. Queen. /—lkill the King!—ha! ha! (laughs derisively.) De L Force a laugh, but nevertheless the court believes thee guilty. Conscience betrays thee, for guilt is evident within the trembling red and white that now alternately suffuses o’er thy cheeks. Thou’rt speechless too, which also ar gues guilt,—nor do I hesitate to call thee murder ess! (the Queen staggers and appears as if about to faint—a sudden paleness overspreading her coun tenance.) Bon. (toonc of the officers) Sec—she swoons— Support her. (her agitation is but momentary however, for re* covering she refuses the assistance offered her.) Queen. No—l need not your support. ’Twas j but a sick-felt throb and dizziness, occasioned by j the thought of liis ingratitude. How I have loved ; that man, endured and felt for him, words can’t j extiress! That love now turns to hate—to bit i terest disgust! lam betrayed by him ! And [ my regret is not so much that I did kill the king, but that 1 was ueceived in him in whom my affec tions centered,—that on a wretch I threw myself away, wrecking at once my peace on earth aud all iny hopes of heaven .' De L. Ye hear it, citizens. She acknowledges it,—that she did shed the life blood of the old and honor’d king! her husband too! horrible! Queen. Yes,—l do acknowledge it;—and I curse the policy that for the sake of state affairs conjoins, as with the King and me it did, upon the one side youth and health and on the other age and gradual decay I—lt was not mine but the na tions will, that married me. I had not seen the King before the night the marriage was; nor shall I ever forget the tempest of my soul that then oc curr’d. I carried smiles upon my face, but in my heart—reluctance—hate—antipathy ! No won der is it then that they who thus are joined provo faithless to their marriage vows. There’s nothing to be conceived tk it's like the shuddering disgust a woman feels when married to a man for whom she has no love. Nor’s there a woman living placed in circumstances similar to mine but would have done as I have ? De L. Did he abet the murder? Queen. He did.—He instigated me to it.— Poor coward! But let it pass—l've done tho murder, and am prepared to hear my doom, pre pared to meet a speedy death! But let him live my lords, I beseech you. Take not his worth less life, but let him linger thro’ the w orld contem ned, despised! De L. No—the law will not admit of it. He is as deep as thou art within the mire of guilt, and must likewise suffer for the crime;—must like wise on the scaffold be exposed to gibes, contempt aud ignominious death! Übaldo Übal. Si r— (stepping forward) De L. Bring hither Lothaire. (exit Übaldo and two guards) Queen. Then lead me back to my dungeon 1 desire to never see the face of my betrayer again, never attain hear his treacherous voice. My mem ory calls to mind how I have been deceived by him, and makes me wish that we had never met or else that we had never beeu born !—Adultery and murder—both for him, and this is my reward!— Night after night I stole into his arms, with trenr lous and guilty fear I -wn, but love suv "w ■’• :< [ everv fear, and to his amoroui vo- < : tYuh I sacrificed my honor,-:—placed ray n; t. r. a* his disposal and now I find myself a rnurd r. 1 little thought at first how serious the crime or what would be the consequence ! De L. Crime progresses by slow and sure do grees. Queen. But then to think of his ingratitude! to think that after all I am betrayed by him!! Had I been him, not engines, wheels or racks of any kind, should ever have wrung the secret from my lips or scarcely wrenched from me aery of pain!—what, frightened at the sight of a dagger! I would have bravely died denying it or beeu ob stinately silent till death!—no dagger should have alarmed me!— (with a sneer of contempt.) De L. Here comes thy accessery. (the Queen, is going,) Nay stay where thou art, uahappy