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1 ' - I 1111111111 , I III! M " I WMWM il jjjiBBiWW MBW J Il WW jridZe JVb. 668. TarftoroM'ft, (Edgecombe County, X. C.) Saturday, July 29, 183?. Vol A'JII JVo. St). 17? Tarboroif;h Fre.v.v," BY GKORGK IlOWAttD, 1 pnhli-be 1 weklv at TW Dollars and t-7ii f7n. per vf;ir, if (iaid in a'4vire lUrrt Dollar at the expiration of the i k,ii:linn vnsir. For any period le i Ui"v r - . ....1. l . i at llsrfv t.i ilKnoiltllltlC r,,ivine ati'srs those residin at Bill? . . a m Itl in ' T l'"J " dvance, or rivoa respinsihle reference in this virinity . 1 Advertisement's not exceeding 16 H ips in length (or a square) will be inserted at &i) cents tlie first insertion and 25 ct. each I .ontinuance. Longer ones m uiai ru; 2t.- virv snuare. Advertisements hunt J lje marked the number of insertion requi 1 reJ. r thev will be continued until other ( wise ordered, ami charged Hciordiuly. i Letter addressed to the 1'ditor must be i post paid, or they may not be attended to. Miscellaneous. PARODY. ? 77j? Sabine Farmer's Serenade. Twas on a windy night, H Ahout two o'clock in the morning, ' An I'M lad su tight, I All wind and weather scorning, At Judy Callughan's door, Sitting upon the palings, I His love tale he did pour, And this m pun his wailings; iOr.ly say You'll be Mrs. Brallaghan; Don't say nay. I Charming Jwly Callaghan. J Oil! list to what I say, J Charms you've got like Venus; Own your love you may, There's the wall between us. You lie fast asleep, i Snug in bed a anoring, 1 Sound the house I creep, 1 Your hard beaut imploring. Only say You'll have Mr. Brallaghan;. j Don't say r.ay, Charming Judy Callaghan. I've got a pig and a sow, f I've got a stye to sleep 'em, j A catf and a brindled cow, j And cabin, too, to keep 'em; ! Sunday hat and coat, An old grey mare to ride on; Saddle and bridle to boot, ! -That you may ride astride on. Only say You'll be Mrs. Brallaghan; ; Don't say nay. Charming Judy Callaghan. i I've got an. acre of ground, ) I've got it set with praties; j I've got of 'baccy a pound, j I've got fcome tea for ladies; J I've sot the ring to wed, I Whiskey to make us gaily; I've got a feather bed, I And handsome new shilelagh. j Only say, I You'll have Mr. Brallaghan; 1 Don't say nay Charming Judy Callaghan. I You've got a charming eye; j You've got spelling and reading, I You've got, and so have I, I A taste for genteel breeding; I You're rich, and fair, and young, I As every body's knowing, ; You've got a dacent tongue Whene'er 'tis set a going, j Only say ; You'll have Mr. Brallagl tan; j Don't say nay, I Charming Judy Callaghan. J Tor a wife till death, j I'm willing to take ye; j Hut, och, I waste my breath, J t The devil sure can't wake ye. fis jut beginning to rain, . et undercover; Jo-morrow I'll come again, And be your constant lover. . Only say ! WllbeMrs. Brallaghan; , Dn'tsaynay, I Charming Judy Callaghan. " s From 'Capt. Honneville's Expe uiliosi,' (in press) by W. Irving. STORY OF KOSATO, The Renegade Blackfoot. If the meekness and long suf fering of the Piercednoses grieved fle spirit of Capt. Bonneville, there was another individual in l''e camp to whom ihey were still ,;ore annoying. This was a Blackfoot renegailo, named Ko sf? a fiery, hot blooded youth, "ho, with a beautiful girl of the arne tribe, had taken refuge a rnng the Nez Perces. Though adopted into the tribe, he still re- taitied the fierce, warlike spirit of J"5 race, and loathed the peaceful, lt)ofiensive habits of those around ,l!r". The hunting of the deer, the elk, and the buffalo, which1 was the height of their ambition, was too tatne to satisfy his wild and restless nature. His heart burned for the foray, the arti busli, the skirmish, the scam per, and all the haps and hazards of roving and predatory warfare. The recent hoverings of the Rlackfeet about the camp, their nightly prowls, and daring and successful marauds, had kept hi in in a fever and a flutter; like a hawk in cage, who hears his late companions swooping and screa ming in wild liberty above him. The attempt of Captain Bonne ville to rouse the war spiiit of the NTez I'erces, and prompt them to retaliation, was ardently seconded by Kosato. For several days he was incessantly devising schemes of vengeance, and endeavoring to set on loot an expedition that should carry dismay and desola lion into the blackleet towns. All his art was exerted to touch upon those herce springs ol human aoj tiou with whirl! he was most fa - miliar. He drew the listening sa- vages round him by his fervid elo - tjuence; taunted them with reci- tals ol past wrongs and insults; drew glowing pictures of trophies and triumphs within their reach; recounted tales of daring and ro mantic enlerprize, of secret mar chings, covert Un kings, midnight surprisaU, sackings, burnings, plunderings, scalpings; together with the triumphant return, and the (easting and rejoicing ol the; victors. These wild tales were intermiugled with the beating of the drum, the yell, the war-whoop and the war-dance, so inspiring to Indian valoj. All, however, were, lost upon the peaceful spirits of his hearers; not a Nez rerce was to be roused to vengeance', or stimu - latcd to 'glorious war. In the bit - ternejs of his heart, the Blackfoot renegailo repined at the mishap which had severed lum from a race of congenial spirits, and driven him to lake refuge among beings so destitute ol martial fire. The character and conduct of this man attracted the attention ol Captain Bonneville, and he was anxious to hear tlie reason why he had deserted his tribe, and w hy ! he looked back upon them with such deadly hosnhiv. Kosato told him his own story briefly. It elopements from tribe to tribe are gives a picture of the deep, strong as frequent as among the novel passions that work in the bosoms read heroes and heroines of senti of these miscalled stoics. j mental civilization, and often give "You see my wife," said he; ! rise to bloody and lasting feuds. "she is good she is beautiful; lj love her. Yet, has she been the ! JVovel Trial Sale of a fllfe.,. cause of all my troubles. She The Annapolis (Md.) Gazette of was the wife of ray chief. I loved Thursday contains the report of a her more than he did, and she trial which took place before a knew it. We talked together, we Justice of the Peace of that city laughed together; we were always last week, in which the plaintiff seeking each other's societj; but brought his action for five dollars, we were as innocent as children, which he claimed to be 'due him The chief grew jealous, and com- as the purchase money for his manded her to speak with me no 1 wife, whom he had sold to the de more. His heart became hard to- fendant. ward her; his jealousy grew more ; It appeared from disclosures, (urious. He beat her without made on the trial, that sometime cause and without mercy; and last week the plaintiff, Richard threatened to kill her outright if Kirby, sold his wife to the defend she even looked at me. Do you ant, George Dunn, for five dol want traces of his fury? Look at Jars. Nobody professed to know that scar. His race against me was no less persecuting. War parties of the Crows were hovering round us; our young men had seen their trail. All hearts were roused for action; my horses were before my lodge. Suddenly the chief came, took them to his own pickets, and called them his own. sum; and that too without stipu Whal could I do? he was a chief, j lating at the time, that it should I durst not speak, but my heart j be paid in gold or silver, and not was burning. I joined no longer depreciated bank paper. Scarce in the council, the hunt, or the j y however, was the bargain con-war-feast. What had I to do eluded, before Dunn, who is a there an unhorsed, " degraded married man,, repented of having warrior: I kept by myself, and thought of nothing but tnese wrongs. "I was sitting one evening up on a knoll that overlooked the meadow where the horses were pastured. I saw the horses that . . . .1 were once mine, grazing among those of the chief. This madden ed me, and I sat brooding for a time over the injuries 1 had suffer ed, and the cruellies which she I loved had endured for my sake un til my hi'art stvelled and grew sore, and my teeth were clenched. As 1 looked down upon the mea dow, I saw the chief walking a moug his horses. I fastened my eyes on him as a hawk's; my blood boiled I drew my breath hard. He went among the wil lows. In an instant I was on my feet my hand was on my knife; 1 flew rather than ran; before he was aware, I sprang upon him, and with two blows laid him dead at my feet. I covered his bodv 1 with earth, and strewed bushes over the place; then hastened to j her I loved, told her what I had j done, and urged her to fly with j me. She ouly answered me with tears. 1 reminded her of the wrongs I had suffered, and of the blows and stripes she had endured ! from the deceased. Iliad done nothing but an act of justice. I ! again urged her to fly; but she otdy wept the more, and bade me go. My heart was heavy, but my eye were dry. I folded my arms. 'Tis well,' said I; 'Kosato will go alone to the desert. None w ill be with him but the wild beasts of the prairie. The seekers of blood may follow on his trail; they may come upon him when he sleeps, j and glut their revenge; but on will be safe. Kosalo will go a louet' 'l turned away. She spran; after me, and strained me in her arms. 'No,' cried she, 'Kosalo shall not go alone. Wherever he goes, I will go; he shall never part Irom me.' j "We hastily took in our bands j such things as we most needed and stealing quiellv from the vil , hg, mounted the first horses we , encountered. Speeding day and i night, we soon reached this tribe. -They received us with welcome, anil we have dwelt with them in peace. They are good and kind; ihey are honest; but their hearts are the hearts of women. - Such was the story of Kosato, ! as related by him to Captain Bon- neville. It is of a kind that often occurs in Indian life; where love . the motive that inuuenced iviroy to make the sale: it may have been the love of money, or the want of money, or it may have j been solely to relieve himself from j the burthens of matrimony; but certain it is that he did sell his wife for. the before mentioned j made it, and began to hum the old song, which runs "Sic a wife as Willie had, I wad na gie a button for her." But it was too late, there was no backing out; he had consented to take her, aivi the husband had determined that he should have her. The plaintiff proffered Dunr a bill of sale, and demanded the money, which Dunn refused io plank up, alleging as the reason that he was in jest when he agreed; to buy. This excuse was not ad mitted by the husband, who dis covering that Dunn was not to be dunned out of the cash, resolved on a resort to the law, which in some cases is found more effica cious than the arguments of indi viduals, no matter how persuasive the latter may be. Mis Honor, the Justice, pronounced judgment against Kirby, who was thus curb ed in his attempt to saddle another man with his wife, and doomed to bear his burthen however griev ous he may find it. He was some what disconcerted by the deci sion, and immediately went his way, it may be in quest of anoth er purchaser. With Mr. Dunn it; was quite different, his counte nance brightened, and it was so evident that he was inwardly con gratulating himself that he was not done over, that the impression of the spectators is, he will here after be cautious how he jests about serious matters. The woman is said to be young and pretty. Ladies' Hearts. The female heart as far as my experience goes, is just like a new India-rubber shoe, yon may pull and pull at it till it reaches out a yard long, and then let go, and it will fly right back to its old shape. Their hearts are made of stout leather, I lell you; there's a plaguy sight of wear in em. Sam Slick Ladies Celebration of the 4th. The ladies of Barre, a flourishing town in Massachusetts, spent a part of the 4th of July in a ration al tea drinking. "The ladies of! this town," says the Barre Ga zette, "to the number of about 220, old and young, married and single, 'without distinction of par ty,' celebrated Independence on Tuesday afternoon last, under a bower upon the Common. An appropriate entertainment was provided by Mr. Wheelock, suit ed to the fastidious tastes of the 'fair creatures,' and we are right glad to learn, that they conducted with great propriety, and had a very social, happy lime; notwith standing not the smallest part of their jollity resulted from the self satisfaction of having sarcastically toasted the Old Bachelors, with out fear, favor, or friendship, umil those of them present had become fairly brown. We subjoin a few of the sentiments given on the joyous occasion: "Old Bachelors may they he alone on a bed of nettles, sit alone on a wooden stool, eat alone on a wooden trencher, and be their ow n kitchen maids, "Industry of the Young Ladies of Barre always want to be en gaged. "Matrimony The truth and essence of life; love at home, uni ty abroad, and constancy at all times and in all conditions. "The Old Bachelor like the Thorn Hedge neither blossoms nor fruit render it uselul or orna mental, but it is a scourge to all creatures." Jl Cold Water Celebration. There was a tremendous row at New Berlin, Chenango county, in this Stale, on the 4th. Two par ties quarrelling who should have the dining room at Williams?s Ho tel, one of them got out the engine to play into the bouse. General A. C. Welsh stood before tbe pi azza the master of the hotel held a cowhide aud pistol. The Gen eral like Napoleon at Grenoble, bared his breast and said, 'Shoot your Emperor if you will !' The mob shouted, the water spouted, decanters flew, the landlord grew blue bang went the cut glass, on he head of the guilty mass; bot les smash, general crash; turn olers, chairs, pulling hairs; from the upper quarter, showers of glass for water; now pelting stones, and broken bones; piazza fight, honor bright; bloody scuffles, lorn ruf fles; the outs take the house by storm, the inns driven out forlorn. Thus ends the glorious day in a bloody brute affray! JV. r. Star. Look out for the, Impostor! Williams, the Oculist, has had to decamp sans ceremonie from Nash ville, Tenn. for mal-practice. This fellow has carried on a suc cessful game of empiricism in the South and West for sometime, and at Charleston had the impudence to battle i; with the 'Riglars!' If people will be duped and fleeced by these vile impostors, then let them be punished for their egregi ous folly. James Smith, Esq. editor of the Nashville Cumberland Presbyte rian, and a minister of the gospel, who has placarded this impostor in handbills, dated Nashville, June 30, 1837, says Williams soon after his arrival had the impu dence to hand over to his foreman a mass of the most disgusting bombast and falsehood, which was to be inserted as editorial with a bribe of $30 to back it. Twas 'no go' ihe parson was too honest! The hodge-podge which Williams dished up, stated him to be, as usual with these 'varmint,' member of every medical society since the days of Esculapius, and physician to every throne in Eu rope since the days of Charle magne; Napoleon's own bedside favorite; has cured every body; one man (whom we, the editor, have seen!!) in Nashville blind for 70 years!! Ihis was a 'leetle too much though Parson Smith lives in a 'whole hoc' country, he couldn't swallow this morceau with all its bristles, (hough the ears were greased and fastened back with Benton's yellow boys. A denouement consequently took place. The editor says, 'Let it not be said in Great Britain, that a strolling English vagabond can buy up the American press to sub serve his vile purpose. 6. Qutcc work How they do things on Hock lliver Michigan Not long since a young man rea ched a settlement on Monday, surveyed his ground on Tuesday, built a house on Wednesday, 'got married' on Friday, moved home on Saturday, and with his wife, like the rest of the settlers, went to church on Sunday. Dead Men's thoughts. It is re corded in the Boston Medical Journal of April, that some of the most eminent physiologists of Ger many and France are now perti naciously arguing the very curi ous question as to whether a man feels after his head is off. In sup port of this unpleasant theory ma ny facts ore adduced, with grave vouchers for their authenticity. Among others is the most unfor tunate Mary, Queen of Scots, whose lips continued to move in prayer for at least a quarter of an hour after the executioner had performed his duty. Windt states that after having put his mouth to the ear of a departed criminal's head, and calling him by name, the eyes turned to the side from whence the voice came; and this is attested by Fonlenelle, Mogore, Guillitine, Nauche, aud Aldini. On the word murder being called in the ear of a criminal executed for that crime at Coblentz, the half closed eyes opened with an expression of reproach on those who stood around. PeU Int. Quicksilver Power. The half- hour steamer, plying between London and Westminster bridges, emits no smoke, being worked by quicksilver so says the London Herald. To this we may add, observes the New York Era, that the expansion f quicksilver by heat, as a power for machinery, was the discovery of the celebra ted Lord Cochrane, now Lord Dimdonald. He took a vessel of 800 tons into ihe Mediterranean and back v.Uh this power; , but there was some secret respecting its application which he kept to himself, and until we saw the a bove paragraph, we were not a ware that he ever disclosed it. Gazette. A handsome Alan. The editor ' of the Newburgh Journal is said to be so handsome, that he is for ced to carry a club to kep the women oil! Boston Post. Trick upon Trick double twis ted contrivance. Some recent oc currences should put persons on their guard in reading letters. A person was arrested in this city and confined for forging a note of $1 172, a short lime since. One of the most eminent barristers of the Suffolk bar, a few das after wards, received a letter regularly postmarked Waterville, Me., pur porting to be from a respectable friend living there, requesting him to get bail for the prisoner, which, believing the letter genuine, hJ did, in the sum of a thousand dol- Iars, aud the prisoner was relea-1 sed. He left Boston, was charge ed with a new offence in Ports mouth, N. H. two days after-, wards, aud got into limbo again there. In the meantime it was discovered that the Waterville let ter was a forgery, and immediate application was made to Gov. Ev erett, for a requisition upon Gov. Hill, who granted an executive warrant, and the prisoner was brought back to Boston, and sur rendered in the Municipal Court, in discharge of his bail, much to the relief of the bail. Now we have been informed through a Ports mouth coach driver, that since the prisoner was brought to Boston, the Collector at Portsmouth has received a letter purporting to be from an eastern friend requesting him to bail the same man Irom the Portsmouth jail, and he would in demnify him, and this second let ter is also said to be a forgery, and is regularly post marked at an eastern town, showing the tal ent and activity of the confede rates ol the prisoner. The mo-al is, look at your letters and be careful. Boston Gaz. Steamboat Accident. We learn from the Washington Sun, that the new steam ferry boat Union commenced running on Wednes day between Alexandria and the opposite side of the Polomac. The passage for the day was free, and afier making several trips the boat was about leaving the oppo site shore for Alexandria, when her boiler collapsed, and dreadful to relate, three persons (ihe engi neer's wife and a black man aud woman,) were instantly killed. Several other persons were badly scalded, and some were blown in to the river, and saved by those present who were uninjured. Raleigh Rfg. A pleasant tooth IVash. Take good strong coffee, nearly or quite cold; aud use it wilh the brush in the usual way. It is clean, plea sant to the taste, and effective. Wilmington Adv Litth People. The littler folks b, the bigger they walk. You never seed a small man that didn't wear high-heel'd boots, and a high crown'd hat, that w arn't rea dy to fight almost any one, to how that he was a man, every inch of him.- Sen. Slick. 1
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