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)i r . t v. v q t 1 E I 1 -i. r. c 1 'thSechanic hero, of brandywine. - riar D.lAQith corner, at the lime: of the Revolution, there stood a quiet callage ebmewhat retired from the road, under the 'shade of a stout chesnut tree. ' It was a quil cottage, nestling a-wsy there; in the comer of the - forest road, a dear home in ihe wilderness, with sloping roof, walls of dark grey stone; and a casement hidden among vines and fl lwers.-. . y Ok one side: amid an interval of. the forest trees, was seen ihe; fSugh outline of a blacksmith's ehop,t There was a' small garden in front, with'a brown gravelled .walk, and beds of "wild flowers.. - ' ' 1 Here, .at .ih lime of the Revolution, there dwelt a stout blacksmith, his voung wifa and her babel What cared Ihe black.' imith, workingawav there in that shadowv hook of the forest,! fcr war ? ' AYhat fear'd he for the peril of the'tlmesj so Icn as his strong arm, ringing: that hammer on the anvil, might gain bread for his wife and thild? - u . - i ' - . " V.: Ah, he cared little for war, he tock lit-i tie note of the panic that snook the valley, Avhen some fewmornins befofethi5l!at'i tie 'of theiUraridy wine, while shoeing th horbe of ilTory Refugfe, he overheard a r!nf fnr the.surnrise and CiiitUTS of Wash ington. e American leaner was 10 oe lured e toils w the Tories- his per- the British carrip, the English son once General t send the . f Traitor VV ash- ion'-' home to be tried in London. j'owour blacusmitn, worKmg away thefc. ifj that dim nook of 'he forest, with outjearihg' fot battle oi- war, had still a sneaUingkindnessl for this Mister Wash ington whose name rung" on the lips of all lren. Sol one night, bidding his voung wife a hastv eood-bve. and kissing, the babe that reposed on her bosom, smiling lie hurried away to the Ameri and told liis story to WT ashing- as it slept can campi ton It was.mcrnsnsr ere lie came back. It was in the dimness of tlie autumnal morn 5ng, that the blacksmith, was plodding his way, aions tne iorex roa&. oome lew pa cea abeadithere was ari'aed oak standing ti i ... v w into the road a grim old veteran of the; forest, that, had stood the shocks of three hundred ycais1. Right1 beyond that '6zl vas thei'blaclcsmith's horhe; ' An tqis-iuougni warming nis nean.ne hurried op. . He hurried on, thinking of the calm young face and mild blue eyes of that wife, who, the night before, had tqod in the cottage door, Waving him out nf sight with a beckoned good-bye think ing of thelbaby that lay smiling as it slept tipprt her bosom, be hutiied on he. turn ed the beijid of the wood, he looked upon vhii home; . . , . ;V :.-."-. Ah 1 what a sight was there 1 iVhere the, night before, he had left a peaceful jcoiiagp fTrrrt irno rr a erra - -gtt e n chesnut tree, in the light ot ane setting I i ' i J i - i. -r k i i. i sup, was now oniy a ueap ui oihlu. auu smoking embers and a burnt and blasted tree? This was his homo I 0 And t!nie stood the blacksmith gating hppn that he -stood brow, but Wreck o! his hearthstone ; there with folded arms and mooch' in a moment a stniie broke ov- er his fac? lie saw' it all. ! In the night his home hail, taken fire, and had been, bnpieri to citjders. 'But his wife, his child; had es caped. For that-he thanked O.-d. With tne toil of hi? stout arm, -plying there on iht anvil, he would build fair er home for wife and child; fresh flowers ghould bloom over the garden waiks and more lovely vines trail along the case msnt. . . . With this resolve kindling over his face the blackjsrcilh stood there, with a cheer fu light beaming; on his large grey eyes, .when -f-i hand touched him on the shpalderi ile turned and beheld a neighbor's face. " , ' ' - I - . It was a neighbor's facer but there was an awful 8gony stamping those plain 'fea tures there was an awful agony flashing from ihoye dark eyes there was a dark and a terrible mystery speaking from those thin lips,that moved and moved, but made no sound. ' For a jncment that farmer tried to speak, the horror that convulsed his features. At lasj, forcing the blacksmith along the brown gravelled walk, now strewn with cinders, he pointed to the smoking embers Therei there -amid the heap of: black and smeking ruins, the. blacksmith beheld a dark mass of btirnt jiesh and blackened bones Your wife ' shrieked the farmer, as his agony found words. The British they tartie injthe night, they' and then he spoke the outrage,! which this lip quivers to think on) which the heart grows palsied to tell jihat outrage too foul to name ,Ybur wrife he shrieked, pointing to that hideous thing, amid the smoking ruins; 'the Brjtish they murdered your wife, thejjr flung her dead body in the flames they dashed your child'against the hearth Slona !' - - ; . r .' v ' 'this was the farmer's (ofy. r And there, as the light of the breaking day fell jaronnd the spot, there stood the Iiusbandp the father, gazing upon that mass of burning flesh and blackened beness rriiffh CO ' : V- - - t- i f ' lit r i. - i I V.I : u3 i4 PUBLISHED AVEEKLY --DEVOTED UZl C TS; 15. - EVAJffS. Uot was once Ms wife, ' ' ' j ' Do vbu"ask,me for the words that trem- bled from his white lips ? ' Do vou ask me the fire tbat.olazed in i his eye ? . 1 "Pot teJI 1'- b.ut- 1 can yon ilia i. iticic was a vuw.guiug. uj iu uwicu from that blacksmith's heart ; that there was a clenched hand, upraised, in the light of the breaking day 1 ,4 -. Yes, ves, as the first gleatn ; of the au tumnal, dawn broke aroundjhe spot, as the first lopg gleam of unlight streamed 'over the peeled skull of that fairyoung. wife she' was that last iiight there-vvasa vor goingip to Heaven, the . vow' of a- mad dened heart and anguished brain. i , How was that vow kept? Go there to Brandywine, and where the, carnage gath ers thickest, where the fight is most bloody, there you may see a stout form striding onj lifting a huge hammer into light. Where that hammer falls,!) it killswhere that hammer strikes, it crushes! It is the blacksmith's form. -(And the war-cry that he shoots ? Is it a mad cry of vengeance half howl, half hurrah ? Is it but a fierce yell, breaking up from his heading Chest I ; , - , "' u ' - r , Ah no ! Ah no ! - It is the name of Mary ! It is the name of his young wife ! 'X - ' Oh, Marv sweetest name of woman name so soft, x so ; rippling, -so musical name of the Mother of Jesus, made holy by poet ry a nd religion -ho w strange ly did your svllables of music ring out from that blacksmith's lips, . as he trent murdering on J -:,' : -:- '; v.; ;iijS:; ".Mary!' he shouts, as he drags that jred coated troopeHfrom his steed : 'Alary Vhe shrieks, as bis hammer crashes down, lay ing that officer in the dust.. Look ! An other officer, with a gallant face and form another officer, glittering in tinsel, clasps that blacksmith by the knees, and begs mercy. : . i: : . 1 1 have a wife mercy ! I have a ;wife 5'onder in England spare me V . The blacksmith, crazed as he is, tren bles there is a tear in his eve. I s ' I would spare you, but there is afcrm befoie ni'i-Mhe form of- my dead wife ! That form has gone before me . all-iiajtJ. ttrcrisiranrnTrTasiriKer r And the hammer fell, and then rang out that-strar.c war-cry' Mary !' j At fast, when the battle was overj he was lound by a wagoner, who had at least shouldered a cart-whip in his country's service--he was found sitting by the road side, his head sunken, his leg bioken the life blood welling from his many wound. The wagoner would have carried him from the field, but the stout blacksmith re fused. You spp, neighbor,' he said, in that voice husky-with death, 1 I never meddled with the British till they burned my home, till they' - he could not speak the put rage, but his wife, his child, were there before his dying eyes ' And now I've but five minutes' life in me. I'd like to give a shot at the British afore I die. D'ye see that cherry tree ? D'ye think you could drag a man of my build up thi r r Place me thar ; give me a power-I)orn, tlirAA rida Kills nr' o rrririA n fl n thaf's all I ask.' The wagoner granted his request : j he lifted him to the foot of the cherry tree; he placed the rifle, the balls, the powder horn in his gra?p. j Then whipping his horses, through the narrow pass, from the summit of a neigh boring height, he looked down upon the last scene of the blacksmith's life. There lay the stout man, at the foot of the cherry tree, his head sunk, his broken leg langing over the roadside bank. - T.he blood was streaming from his wounds he was dying. ' j , Suddenly he raised his head a sound struck on his ears. A party of British came rushing along the narrow road, mad with carnage and thirsting1 for blood. They pursued a scattered band a Continentals. An officer led the way, waving them on, with his sword. The blacksmith loaded his rifle; with that eye bright with death he took the aim. 'That's for Washington he shouted las he fired. The officer lay quivering in the roadside dust. On and on came the Brit ish, nearer and nearer to the cherry tree- the Continentals swept through the pass. Again the 5 blacksmith loaded again he fired. That's for mad Antony Wayne V he shouted, as another officer bit the socl. The British now came rushing to the cherry tree, determined to "cut down the wounded man, who with his face toward them, bleeding as he was, dealt death a mong their ranks. A fair-visaged officer. with golden bail yf aving the wind, hi J J . 1 Il5 TO. A LITTLE OF EYEFy THING AND FY eeak rs fox, cf b cause. 7 MILTON, N. C.,-ER DAY; : FEB; them on; v. - ' V V " ' , .The. blacksmith ra id his? rifle ; with that hand stiffening irl death, he took the aim- he fired the ycing Brjtoh felt wilh a sudden shriek. I ' T . T 1 - . Vi' Ancf lhaf cried De' blacksmith,. in a voice tHat strengthenfl into a ehoat, 'and that's for' r- I j 1 ' . ; I -V" -: 1 His voice was"goc!l.Mv-Th shriek died on his white lips. t I - r j ' - ; His head ,sunk-D rifle fell.' -i ' I. ; . A single word butpled up ilh nls death groan, v Even now; inethinklil hparJ that word, echoing" anoTtrembliogf there among iue rocKs oi utauuy wiou. iuai woru was ; Mary ! -'- ' ; " - f '4 7 The annexed article appeirs" as.a com munication in the Raleigh Register. . Its irony is as admirable, aI is tbje poe-ry op posite. Of course It .will be understood, that the reference is to Louis D. Henry's now lamous ueciarauuu in line yiyemo cratic" Convention of North Carolina,that for certain leaders of the VVhig party .such I as Daniel Webster, Stc he li ad no more respect than for a parcel o'staep -dealing ; ,73 j 4 - in me sanawicn lsianas oiH u is wen as Consternation bVoodVreM Washington certaincd that this breed is derjyed from City! Agreat man befallen ! i-Daniel the domestic cattle that were ft upon Websteris dead ! almost; : the speech of'se elands by Vancouver. Ihese cat the President of the Democratic Conven-ltle- a,re trrfd'that they can only be lion has produced on the heart string of, this once distinguishedistatifsmani an ef fect almost as terrific aqd reiolulionary as the same honorable gentleman predicted Mr Polk's Message was. deltined to pro duce on all creation. Mr. iWi had been doomed to many severe inflictions before, and had borne them all like'a man of iron nerve. But this onslaughtfrdm his old Federal: friend1 hirn, with phom, in' the olden lime, he had so oflenj and Jn such good fellowship,-discussed politics & wine has broken 'theheart of tbeJBay State gi ant. ?He will never 1 smile :.aain-. i When the news was told him, that he had been "convened and organized" into a f'sheep stealing dog", by. his old friend, his spirit sank within His brave breast! and ihe sob- never survive it, and wept -afresh. All attempts to console him havfe proved un availing. Ho says he has nothing now to do in this world, but resign his seat in the Senate, then gathering himself togeth er and give up the ghost. Hii determi nation is fixed to see nis wifeand children once more, but fears they vili spurn the 'sheep-stealer" from their dqor. If so, he will piously seek out the graves of his fa ther and mother, in the wods of New Hampshire, and . lay himself own by their side and die, !ike 'a sheep-sfealing dog.' To witness the fall of a sreatjnan, is at all times awful. To see him sojfall, shorn of his honors, and wrap'd n a tolen: sheep skin, miht cause e'en angeli to weep. Let him fall like the hep ot Corunna be slowly and sadly borne to his rest, 'mid the sounds of the ruHifd drum, and 4his martial cloak around Him," and it were well. Butlo fall lik'f a dog a sheep stealing dog -and be thlust contemptu- ously into a felon's gravfe, ia the-north west corner of a church-wdj rob'd in the stolen skin, is not well. A pizen sarpent bit la is peel." i But the deed is done ! ster will, in ten days, b Daniel Web a dead man, & follow in the footsteps ofj.eitenant Cur Hss" on-LY son, uttering tfe same heart piercing cry . j j " Cru-eZ, cTU'cl, cm-cZ tar-ient.'' This terrible cataslfoph j upjbn the whigs will embalm in the memory! of the pro gressive democracy, this pizejn sar-joenf and future generations will plpce him in a full strut of glory, at the righl hand of the immortal archer who so valiantly killed Cock Robin. I - ; the following article, in relation to the wild cattle of Texas, in a recent aumber of the Houston Telegraph : , j !' The settlers who have iefcenlly open ed farms near the sources of the San Ga briel and Brushy, find the country well stocked with a singular breed of wild cat tie. Large drovesjaf these cajlle are found not only on the San Gabriel Leon a, and other tributaries of Little River, hut also on the San Saba, the Lianoand many tributaries of Upper Coloradffari above the settlements. They dirTerjin form,- col or and habits from all the varieties of do mestic cattle in Texas. Thejr are! invari ably of a dark brown, color, wit)V a slight tinge of dusky : yellow on thi lip of, the nose and the belly. Their horns are re caaikably large, and sta&d out straight it J - ills. O INDEPENDENT ON ALL SUBJECTS; 6, 1846. from the head. Althoash these cattle are generally much larger, than domestic cat tie, they are more fleet and nimble, aiid, when pursued, often outstrip horses that easily outr.un bufFalos : ' they seldom ven ture far out into the' praries,r buY areTgen erailyrfound in or near, -thelorests :that skirt the streams in that section. Their meal is of ah tticellect flavor, and is prey ferred.byTtbe''settlersto the meat cf do mestic cattle. Jt is said that their fat is so hard and compact that it will notmeU in the hottest, days of summer ; and the can dle's formed with it are far superior to those that areformed itif ISeTtallowrotber cattle. Some persons" haye'6upposed that it is possible these cattle are a distinct race indigenious to America ; and the immense skeletons of' a species - ot fossil ox. with straight horns, that are often found in the bed of the firazoS and ICoIoradoj , would seem to strengthen this opinion. But as these cattle are now . found only in the vi cinity of the old Missions, it is much more probable that they are the defendants of the cattle introduced by the early Spanish aaveniurers. n is saia inai a species oi wild cattle, differing from all the domestic breeds of the Eastern continent; is found cauSDl a,lve y cmrapping mem m us guise d pits. The celebrated botanist, Douglas, while on a tour in one of these islands, Jell into one of these pits and was gored to death by a wild bulji who had been thus entrapped. . Several attempts have been made by the settlers on the San Gabriel to domesticate the -wild cattle In that section j , but they have thus far been "unsuccessful. As they are far superior! to the' domestic cattle of the country; not on ly in strength, size and agility; but also in the flavor of their meat and the 'density of their fat", they might if once domesticated,' become a valuable-acquisition to the agri culturists of tbid country. Min'ntMftNT at: SuAiinr.cs. Deliffbful as. of Joubie-blessednew unquestion ably is, where the tempers of the parties exactly harmonize, and care. is : taken not to break that infinitely deli ate spell of respectful tenderness, which; once broken by unkindness or anger, can never be re newed in its perfect puiity apd complete ness yet, it cannot be cleii red that in too many, perhaps one third of the matches that aie consummated, the tying of the hymeneal knot is but the beginning of a life a fa cat and dog, of petty disputes, squabbles and quarrels, which give too much sharpness and point to the sarcasms of fusty old bachelors, and cause-th'e titie hearted Benedict to blush for the conduct of his fellows, who have proved them selves unworthy ot trje trulv ecstatic and highly concentrated joy of wedded bliss.; The author ot the following sketch of a dialogue between 'a conlradictoi y couple,'! which we find in a work published some years ago, appears to have understood this subject, and judging by the vivid and life like character of the scenes he portrays, must have had some rich experience of his own to draw from : ' I do believe,' he says, taking the spoon out of the glass, and tossing it on the tablef 'that of all the obstinate, positive, wrong headed creatures that ever were born you are the most so, Charlotte.' Certainly, certainly have . it your own way, ,pr?.y. You see how much 1 contradict you,' re (joins the lady. 0f course you did'nt con tradict rr.e at the dinner table oh, no, not you !' says the gent'eman. Y"es, I did says the lady. 'Oh you did ;' cries the gentleman, 'you admit that ' ' 'If you call that contradiction, I do,' the lady an swered ; 'and! say again, Edward, when !l know yon are wrong, I will contradict slave,' repeats the gentleman bitterly; 'and you still mean to say that in the Black- burns' new house there are not more Irian fourteen doors including the door of the wine celler!' ' I mean to say reforjed the lady, beating lime with her hair brush on the palm of her band, that in that house there are fourteen doors and no morel 'Well then,' cries the gentleman, rising in despair, and pacing the room with rapid strides ' this is enough to destroy a man's intellect, and drive him mad!' Bye and by the gentleman comes to a little add passing bis hand gloomily across his brow reseats himself in his former'chair. There is a long silence, and this lime the "lady begins ; 'I appealed to Mr. Jenkins who sat next to me on the sofa in the, drawing room during tea.' 'Morgan you surely tnran,' i teirupts the 'gentleman.- ' I d'o not meai any thing of the kind, answefd the lady -'Now by all that is rgjravatirTg; and imp sssible to bear, cries the gentle man, cle iching his hands and lookitg up in agenj 'she is going to insist upon it that Mor n is Jenkins T, 'Do you take me'for a )erfect fool,' cries the lady, do, you supr jse I don't know the one from the olhei ? Do you suppose I don't know that the Jnan J in the blue coa t was Mri . Jenkins 3 jenkins tn-a hiuecoat,' cries the 7genlllman,with a roan; :; J ehkins in a blue coat !---a man who would suffer death ratrr than wear anything but brown! ; 'Do ypu care to charge me with telling ari untruth,' oraands the" lady bursting into tears.- 'I :hargeyou ma'am, returns thd gentleman starting up, 'with being a mon fter of con radiction, a monster, a aggraya lion,. a a- -a Jenkins in a blue coat -! , what have u done to be doomed to hear . such statements ?' " . ; ' vsj,,.ft- - ... t, , , - t : - i - A Beavtiful . Incident. On a fine. summer's day, a clergyman was called to", preach in a town in Indiana, to a ouhg Episcopal congregation." At ? the close of . his'tnlistotJTSer? bt?ldtlftficd..his , ybuhgv heaSnnffompuch .words.jgs these ; t f'Xe arh that the present I fe- areaW J tionlbrand -hasli tendehcectQ; eternity;; : The present is : linked-" to the future, . ihrqughout creation, , in,: the i vege table, ia the animal, and in the' moral world. As is the s.eedt; so is the fruit :r alis the so is the fowl ; as is the boyy so is t and as is the rational being m t so will he be ih the next ; cDives eslranr- ed from God here, is Dives estranged from God there; and Encch walking with God here-, is Enoch Z walking witrV: God in - a calm aud better world. r , I : beseech you; then, live for a blessed eternity. 60 to the worm that you tread upon, and Iearri a lesson of wisdom. The ;very caterpillar seeks the food that fosters it for another and similar state and, more wisely than- man, ouuas its own .sepuicnre, from -whence in time, by a kind of resurrettfon,. angelic form. . And how; that which was A J hideous ls-beautifut, and that which crawl- ed flies, and that; which : fed on compara lively grass food, sips the' dew; and revel in the rich pastures, an emblem of that 'paradise where flows the river of life, and grows the tree of life. r Could the cater pillar have been diverted from its-proper element and mode of life, if it had never attained the butterfly's splendid form and ' -hue it .had., pertshe-a ortbiss'irbrhii Consider her way rind be wise; ;Let it not be said thatye are more negligeht than ; worms, and that your reason. is less availa bJihaTtitheir the bufterfty flits across your path, remember that it whispers in flight " Live for the Future." With this the preacher closed his dis course; but to deepen the impression, a butteifly, directed by the Hand which guides alike the sun and an atom in its course, fluttered through t-he Church, asi if commissioned by Heaven to repeat the exhortation. There was- neither speech nor language, but its voice was head say ing to the gazing audience " Live for the Future." Albany Spectator. Both nouns Bad. The poontailor, iri the; following sketch from the N. O. Cres cent, fared no better oh one horn of the dilemma than the other : 4 Will you pay me this bill 'sir ?' said a tailor to a waggish fellow whp had got in to him about a feet. Do you owe. any body any thing, sir V asked the wag. . 'No, .sir,' said the tailor. , Then you can afford to wait !' and off he went. I A day or two afterwards the tailor call ed again. Our wag was not at his wit's end yet; so, turning to his creditor, he says: ' Are you in debt to any body V ' Yes, sir, said the tailor. Well,, why don't you 'pay V I've not the momey.' "' 'That's just my -case, sir. I am glad to see you can appreciate my condition; give U3 ybur hand.' '. . Mr. Ingersoll's mode or settling the Oregon Question. In a late speech Mr., C. J. Ingersolf said that he did 'not think the sword would be required to set tle this great question : ' We wanted no Alexander to put us in possession of our modern Asia. All wo wanted was women and children. Alt that we needed as to recur to the great original Command to increase and multi. ply, and this we had done and were do ing to a great extent. When Doctor Frank lin, in the lime of oar Rovolulion, became satisfied that there was an end to all hope ! of a peaceful settlement of the difficulties between England and this nation, he said to a friend, fnot a distant relative of Mr. 1's. own,) ' go home and get children a fast as possible, for that is now the only chance w have.' A laugh. And this was just what we had now to do. He was happy to learn from a gentleman near him that the progress was fully and rapid ly going on in his quarter of the country. Much laughter. v : ; v , s -v? i 1 -! ;1 1 il V : I I (i
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