Bellefonte patriot. (Bellefonte, Pa.) 1818-1838, July 17, 1822, Image 4

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Eloquence the soul, song charms the sense
BELLEFONTE, jury 1822,
SELECTED.
MELANCHOLY:
wells by a stream, where the cypress and
willow, :
Are gem’d with the tears that fal
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rth is her bed, an
pillow,
Midu ght ber m
The ea d the flint-stone her
antle—her curtain the sky.
Her cell is a cave, where the bright beam of
moraing
Neer pieic’d the ch
aze ; :
Where the sunshine of joy, youl
adorning,
Ne'er warm’d with
its rays.
ill gloom of its wildering
b's visage
its fire, nor cheer’d with
The moon is her lamp, when the mist- manil’d
mountain
At midnight she clambers,
steep ;
Or leans on be rock of
Aud sighs to the zephyr that
deep.
and walks on its
a crystalline fountain,
dimples the
Her tresces are da k as the wing of the raven,
Her robes are ull wet, aod her bosom is bare ;
Like a barquc on the waye "mid the whitlwinds
of heav’n,
She wanders distracted, or sinks
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in despair
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From the New Monthly Magazine.
« Isii the g fu of PoE TRY to halio every place
in which it moves, to breath round nature an
odour more exquisite than the perfume of the
rose, and to shed over it a tint more (magleal
than the biush of morning.”
THE EVENING HOUR.
“his is the hour when memory wakes
Visiens of joy that cobid not fast j
L'his 1s the hour when fancy wkes
A survey of the past ]
She brings Lelore the persive mind
Fhe haliowed scenes of eariier years 3 :
Aud fricuds who long baye been consig d
‘To stience and 10 teats «
The few we liked ~the one we loved——
A siered basd t cams stealing ob !
And many alo lar heege ie moved,
Aud may a pleasure gone
eidships that now in death are hush’d
Aud Young affecaon’s broken chain
And hopes that tate wo quickly ¢ ush’d
I memory bloom again !
Few watch the fading gleams of day,
But muse on hopes as quickly flown
Tint after tint, they died away, Ra
Lill sli at last were gone !
This is the hour when fancy wreathes
Her spells round joys that could not last;
his is the hour when memory breathes
A sign to pleasure past.
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From the Charleston Courier,
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to be clouded with monuments of montality, the’
far from any settiement that could have furnish
ed to the tombs so many tenants: enquiry Te
sulted in the intormation that the spoil of a des-
perate battle was there deposited, unhonored,
save in the simple tale of the villagers record-
ng their decds of heroism.
There is no account of Augustus and his lit
tle band of mariyrs on the pages of our history.
More than seventy years have rolled along sic
those shores, where they are now inurned, ech-
ocd tothe peal of their musketry, and the sav:
age shouts of victory. Aud at this distance
from that period, even the jaithlulness of mem=
ory but obscurely traces the events
The settlers in the mterior of the then colony |
of Pennsylvania, were rustics, living ib a man-
ner as undorned as the rude forests which sur
rounded them : but in the willage of Haverhill,
if the accomplishments of art were wanting to
make life splendid, the beauties of nature were
not sought in vain to make it sweet. Love had
found its way into the silent hamlet, and the ao.
gel cheek of beauty smiled amid the solitudes
of forests, and breathed spells of happines
around. There was one sweet girl, the daugh
ter ofa Mr, M. to whose nuptials the villagers
had been invited in the evening of the day
preceding the catastrophe which peopled in
the end this little spot with tenants.
She had given her heart to one, who, though
born and bred among the mountains and the
woods of the desert, was as fond and as fervent
as the warmest $ but in so doing she rejectec
(he addresses of a foreigner aed a stranger.—
Leroy, when the success of his rival was be-
yond a doubt, left the neighborhood precipitate
ly, aad without occasioning a suspicion of his
intention, passed over the Susquehanna, to the
encampment of a tribe of Indians. Having re-
cived intelligence of the time when Charlotte
M. was to become the wife of Augustus, he
prevailed upon the savages to attack the settle
ment with promises of large booty and no resis-
tance.
Just as the villagers were gathering to the
cottage of Mr. M. a horrid shout echoed along
the vale, and a band of Indians, led on by Le
roy, rushed from the adjoining wood upon them.
The attack was too unexpected to allow of an:
resistance, and a general fight and massacre
and brother of
ensued ; the father, mother,
Charlotte perished ; their cottage was reduce
to ashes, and the detenceless daughter remaii-
ed a prisoner. Augustus amid the tumult dis
appeared none knew how.
Elated with the success of his villiany, Leroy
Thou was torn from my sightto be placed bv
my heart 3
Thine image grows dearer ard dearer
Affection entwit €5 us we never can past j
Ses, love—we grow ocarcr aud nearer.
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Our loves, and our hearts, and our hopes are
all one,
Like twins to the same bosom clinging ;
Our journey of life we ogether begun,
Wien the spring birds were merrily singing.
We learnt of ithe birds our lessons of love—
We learnt ofthe vine iis caress: s
Our fond: ess was taught by the tremulous dove,
Where the Jessamine shadeih and blesses
A mirror reflected our thoughts as they rose,
vod sli they grew dewcr and dearcr—
For iike leaves in the bud oi an unopened rose,
Qur loves drew us nearer and ocarer,
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And we are but o e~—tho” the world think us
two,
For the world was never clear-s'ghied—
It may match whom it picases, and sever them
100, ;
But genius and lave are united.
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The Graves of the Forest
« There neither name nor emblem’s spread,
To stay the passing pigrim’s tread.”
Byron.
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To me a neglected grave is a melancholy!
sight; for it speaks not orly of the vanity of}
pride, but of the treachery of friendship, and
the forgetfulness of humanity. An over-shad-
owing willow, a little drooping flower’ or even a
cluster of mournful ivy, tells & soothing tale.
while we recognize the’ tears of affection, and
the tender cares of undying love as the origin
of the growth,
I vice passed on the banks of the Susquehar-
mall plain, which ap eared
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accompanies the heart broken Charlote and
her cuel captors a long day’s march and they
lighted their fires for the night, at sun sct, on
When
the Indians all assembled, Leroy addressed
the spot covered with so many graves.
them in language to this effect : % My filend
you listened to my proposals ; I have guided
you to victory ; { have but one request to make;
that captive girl I claim for my services; give
(her to me that I may revenge myself for the
linjury she has done me. When my rancour is
satisfird, I will yield her vp to the fate you
choose to consign her to.” The Indians heard
him with careless approbation, and the tumnulits
of his feelings flashed from his eyes and curled
upon his lips, as he turned towards his victim
At this moment a bullet whistled by his head
It was Augustus and a choice band of friends
who had armed themselves and followed the
assassins, and in an iostant they were in the
midst of his enemies. A dreadful slaughter fol
lowed. The savages triumphed and not one of
that brave company ef heroes escaped.
Augustus was among the prisoners, and
Charlotte was still uninjured. When the Ind:
tant found their victory complete, they proceed
ed to despatch all the captives that had failen
in their power ; but when they came to Augus.-
tus, Leeroy again interfered : ¢ My friends,” said
he, « give him also up to me; he shall witness
what shall be to him far worse than death.”
After much persuasion, they conseated; and
Leroy sat down to brood over the revenge he
now seemed sure of.
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But having drank too
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Angustus had watched the dawnings of hope,
and pow looked eagerly around to see if any
moved. All was still, save the gentle murmur
of the breeze ; the heavens were cloudless, and
the moon was just hiding herself among the
trges. He listened ; a deep and long drawn
sigh fell softly on his ear, it was from Charlotte’s
besom, and itroused him from his apathy.—
With one effort he loosed his arms, and soon
regained his liberty : to liberate his fair com
panion in suffering was an easy task, and before
the sun arose they were beyond the reach of
pursuit,
. The bones of Leroy are buried in one ol
these graves ofthe forest ; for his savage con
federates, suspected him of having favored th
escape of their prisoners, tortured aim to deatle
From the Chronicle of the Times,
"Fhe Hypocoundiiac.
A young gentleman of goed sense and lear
ig had no malady to complain of but the
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then he fishes up an awl, a baw] of 1} ead, if
some lumps of wax j—again, sir—-a d thon
brings up a hammer, a pairing knile, and two
heel pieces ;~-~Now, sir we are near him ; shut
your eyes close, and take one more hearty
plunge. In this interval he lugs in the Cobler
and souses him over head and ears in the tub,
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And collaring the Cobler, just
and then cries out, open your cyes, sir!
have him !
risen from the deluge, severely repremandcd
him for getting down the gentieman’s throat--
and then shewed him the shortest way down
S airs.
The patient was astonished at his deliverances
hut there was no resisting demonstration,
That night he took another composing draughy
or
and was well the next morning,
amply reward
ing the doctor for his services,
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The Maid and the Magpie
A citizen of Paris having lost several siiyep
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spleen. With this temper he came to Ui
city in order for a cure.~Upon an examination
no fault could be found with his lcok and cx-
ternal symptoms and he declared himself fre
“om mental trouble ; but that he was, he knew
not howishy— Deep in the shaggs,—Hypp’d tu
a violent degree, full of the glooms and dis
mals. The advice given him was, to retire to
some pleasant spot in the neighbourhood, with
n a short call of the Doctors, where he might
follow some rural diversions, aud conclude
with a few friends and a cheerful Bottle.
He complied, ard took {ront rooms in @
house in the suburbs. Oppetite to his ap
partmeqt was a stall of a Cobler who was con
stantly singing some meny catch or song
At this sight the gentleman was some timed
verted . but by comparing the cherrful me
chanic’s condition with his own, he bigan
envy him, and at lust to bate him mortaily ; in
tis temper he removed his lodgings, and too
some back room ; but the idea of the happy
Cobler haunted him; and at last he imagined
ha
gone down into his belly, where he lay pokin,
he was possessed, and that the C. ber
with his awl, and gnawing the leather wit
histeeth, and beating furiously with h's ham
mer. In this distress the poor patient vallid
in all bis physicians, and deciared (0 them be
nad swallowed a Cobler. Ou which they said
he was mad, and left him as incurable.
Atlasta young student in physic was iotro-
duced ; he found the patient in an easy chai
groaning hediously, and turning from side w
side, according as the Cobler made a puncture
or contusion tpon the right or left side of the
what do you think I am troubled with ? The
doctor gravely answers— Really, sir, I am 1n-
clined to believe you have sv allowed a Coblej——
You have it | Oh the villain! pow I feel him
pricking me-—surely you was sent by Heaven
to my deliverance,—Now pray, Doctor, what
‘an you do for me? ¢ To night sir, you shal,
take a composing draught, that will make bol
you and your Cobler eusy,and to-morrow I wil:
visit you again.”
The patient returns | his
thanks, and with a good retaining fee dismisses
him.
The young predcient sends for the Coble:
slips him a bavk-note with the | romise of ancth.
ery gives him instructions, and engages hin
heartily in the operation. The mext mornin:
ne revisits his patient, who had slept tolerably
welly and orders him to keep his bed till fight
e reiires to an adjoining room hung reund
with oid tapesity where Le. got things ready
Pr the intended cure. A sirong emetic was
sent in; a large bathing tub half filled with
water, was sect close by a closet, 10 which there
was an opening through the hangings. . The
Doctor had furnished himself with some of th.
Cobler’s tools and utensils; a dim light was
placed at the farthest end of the room jand the
Cobler conveyed behind the hanging.
About 10 at night the patient was introduuc-
d in form ; took the emetic, ard after a plunge
r two, the doctor gravely fished in the liquos
with a large ladle, and brought some ends and
deeply a sudden dro
be sunk asicep,
wsiness came over him and
hogs bristles ; See here, says the operator, we
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A FN LOHR C On DUNNE
abdo : Le ause, ne
2 men. After a pause, now pray, Doctor,
forks, accused his maid servant of the theft;
she was tried, and circumstances appcared so
strong ay
ainst her, that she was found guilty and
cxecuted. Six months afterwards, the forks
were found under an old roof, behind a heap of
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ticsy where a magpie had hid them. Itis well:
known that this bird, by an inexplicable instince
steals and collects utensils of gold and silvers
when it wus discovered thatthe poor innocent
girl was condemned unjustly, an annual mass
was founded at St. Joho-en Grese, for the repose
f her soul, The souls of the judges had more
occasion for it.
The story has been made the subject of in”
teresting dramatic representations, both i
france and iu this country,
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I'he Resurrection.
A BEAUYTIFUL AND DR.CRIPTIVE EXTRAGT,
Twice ba thé sui gone down upon the cavih 3
and ail us yet was quict at the sepulchre : Death
wid his scipire over the son of God ; still and
ent the hours passed on; the guards stood by
hor posi——the rays of the midnight “gloom
gienmed on thelr helmets and on thelr sprarg——
by encones of Christ exulted 1a their success 3
ne hearts of his friends were sunk in despond-
ency and 1m sorrow ; the spirits of glory watted
in anxious suspense to behold the event, and
wondered a the depth of the ways of God, At
length the morning star ansing in the east ase
sured (he approach of light. The third day bes
gan 0 dawn upon the world, when on a sudden,
the earth trembled rom its centre and the pow
e 8 of heaven were shake 4 An arg lol Gd
d scended==the guard suravk irom Is press
ence and teil prostrate ou the ground ; h's cotns
wehance was ike hghning and his rane it ike
show ; he rolled the stone from the door of the
sepuichie and sat vpon it —=But is that
ometh forth fiom he townh, with dved gare
ments from the bed of death ? ile that is glnrie
wiho
ous in his appearance, walking in the greats
ess of iis strength; it is hy Prince, O ! Zion 3
Chris ian it is thy Lord: He hath trodden the
vive press clone : He bath s ained his rayment
with blood—=bu ¢ first born from the
womb of nature, he meets the morning of his
resurrection. He arises a conquerer from the
grave, he returns with blessings from the world
of spirits ; he brings salvation to the sons of
men. Never did tie returning son usher in a
day so glorious ! It was the Jubilee of the uii=
verse.-- The morning stars sang wpether, and
ill the sons of God shouted for joy, The Fate
er of mercies looked down from his throne in
the heavens ; with complacency he beheld his
world restored ; he saw his work that it was
rood — Then did the desert rejoice, the faco
f nature was gladdened before him, when the
blessings of the Iierpal descended as the dew
of Heaven for the retreshings of the nations.
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Roman Bridge.
The Roman bridge, which was discovered in
Holland in 1818, is now wholly cleard from
miles
the turf which surrounded it Itis three
long, and twelve feet broad, It was laid by the
fifiecnth cohort of Germanicus, over the marshs
es, in which deep beds of turf have since form-
led, and in ail probability, gradually sunk into
the marsh by fits own weight The resinovs
[particles which are in the marshy soil have
| piobably contributed to preserve the bridges
which is entirely wood. Every six feet there
were poststo support the railings @5 may be
ljudged by the holes in which they were fixeds
Ibis great work, which consists of a judicious
jnumber of beams, appea: 8 to have been # rouge ht
with very large axes. The work is admirable,
Some people will never Jearn any thing, fot
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