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"MY VATZIER : !MOWING OZ,VO,
al ruzAmein 11. BARDER
My father's "growing old; lila eye
Looks dimly on the tinge.'
The locks dint round lilt forehead He
Are slivered o'er by age;
My heart has learned too well, the tale
Which other lips have told,
His years and etrenght begin to fai I—
"My father's graining
TI cy tell mc, In my youthful years
lie led me by his site,
And strove to calla my childish fears,
My erring steps to guide.
Bat years, wtth all their scenes of change
Above us both have rolled,
I now must guide his faltering steps— ,
..31ilaMer's growing old."
When sunset's ropy glen- depons,
With voices:hill of mirth.
Our household band with joyous hearts
gather round the hearth.
They look upon his trembling 101111.
Ella pallid face behold,
And turn away with chastened tones—
"alyfather's growing old."'
And, when each tuneful voice we rais e ,
In songs or ..long ago,"
Mil voice which In our lays
le ttemulotie :xml low,
it used to sctlni rt Clarions tone,
Eo meshed and bold,
Del weaker, fainter has it grown I—
..,llyfalher's growing old."
The same‘tond smile he used to wear
SIM wreaths Me pale lip, now,
But time with lines of age and care
Ma traced hill placid brow.
Dui yet erni,lthe lapse of years
His heart has not rem n cola,
Though toice mid foot.tri a plainly WI—
"My father's groving vtd."'
My fa , her thou itrt strive to share
My Joy and cut' my fears,
And now thy child. 'I'LL!. gtutcuu edit
In thy dechning years,
Shalt south thy path, and brighter scenes
By Faith and Hope tatiohl;
And tote thee with' a holler love
Since thou art growing old,"—Mersage Bird
el)nitt 311froling.
WEATHERFOIiD,
A LEGEND OP Tllk CREEK WAR.
(From the New York Times.)
Sr.vvnAt. historiAns, in narrating the events of Our se
cond war malt Great Dritnin, have expressed surprise
that the grand attempt to gain possession of New Or.
leans was not mad.) sooner. But in troth the attempt was
beinz made two entire years carlier,than the cl do usu
ally given in history. With the declaration of war itself,
the Court of St. James organized a masterly, but inost
infamously cruel seliorne of combinations to grasp the
"Crescent City"—tha, rommpretal crown and
Esc or the attey; and with tho argent - cation
they also began the execution of their plan. of which the
Waling of the mighty 'armament at Bien Venn, on the
11 of December, and the assault on the glorious 6th of
January, were not the first, but only the last and least
bloody steps.
T Ito primary and most important movement was to
excite the south-western Indians to hostility against the
Union. so as to occupy the unerring riflemen of the cir
cumjacent states, and tints leave the emporium of the
west, in a manner totally defenceless. Accordingly, in
1812, an English trader, named Elliot. accompanied by
a chief of the northern .tribe. of Pollee:Mendes—the far
famed Tecumseh—visited the Alabama ooiragos, and by
means of large bribes paid down in British gold, and de-_
luviVo promises of plunder and extended domain, those
emissaries finally succeeded in cementing the formidable
Creek confederacy. actually comprising ton thousand of
the bravest warriors, and directed by the unparalleled
genius of Weatherford. one of the mast remarkable pro-
Kligier , that ever appeared in the annals of mankind.
Like the ane , isint Gauls, the Creeks of that period might
be considered under three divisions. One of these in
habited the Alabama, the other the Coosa, and the third
the Tallapoosa. The two latter rivers are the upper and
main forks of the Alabama. The section of the Coosa
was much the strongest, and stretched westward beyond
the Tombigbee. •
The neighboring settlements saw the ominous cloud
gathering, hot could conceive no means of shelter from
its terrors. or safety from seemingly inevitable destrec
lion. As a temporary relief they flew into small forts.
What, then delayed the dreadful blow? , What chained
for a time the lightnings Grille storm, all ready to sweep
tho whole west with a bosom of fire? Tho great gen
eralship of Weatherford was unquestionable. Why, then
did not thelndianlfannibal, who afterwards almost pro.
eri a match for the genius of Jackson—pour his tdn
'thousand desperate warriors at once je a resistless tor
rent of cute over the bfisaiskippi territory, before the
American - government could even issue a single order?
Had he done so, New Orleans, in all Human probability'
would now be of the British Empire. That such a dark
cloud should go bn accumulating and blackening, with
out bursting. even for months, presents a mystery which
the sagacity of no historian has hitherto been able
to solve. Little did the many minds mooting this dark
riddle dream that it involved a secret of nature's own
thrilling romance, as strange as it wee unspeakably
Mournful. As the present writer was travelling lost sem
inar through Alabama, he learnt the following solution
from an old farmer of Horse-shoo Bond, at whose house
fie chaticed to atop overnight. It "agrees so perfectly
with the well known character of Weatherford as to de
monstrate its own truth a priori, very nearly to the ex
clusion of every other possible supposition.
fort Minter was equated in a vast forrest. near the
forks of the .Tombigbee, on the left hank of the black
Warrior. —A quadrangular wall of enormous pine logs,
and protecterEat the four corners by four strong block
houses, it might have been deemed secure against any
fares destitute of artillery. Imam impregnable to other
arms. if properly gnnrde4. Its garrison numbered two
hundred and seventy-five of whom nearly ono half con
sisted of women and children, having left their owu
homes for this unfortunate asylum.
It was bright noon-day the 20th of August, 1813..aad
Port Illinois had not yet experienced an alarm.
although it had now been manned for two long months.
The scouts had repotted no signs of Indians for severs
weekspast. and honco a fatal feeling of security hadl
possessed almost every one. There was doe heart with!.
lu, however. throbbing fearful forebodings.
Seated on i a woollen stool, in the company of some
dozen others of both sexes, a, beautiful young girl was
sten. whoso polo arld tot11)10d features utteste4 the Steep
anxioty of hot soul. •
"What ails my fair flower. Lucy Dean, to-day?--lies
alio seen a gboti, or been dreaming about Indianan" askl
pd a lino looking young officer ; who had just catered the
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night, because the handsome Major Montgomery left us
t hi s m or n ing." cried ono of the maidens, laughing.—
Lace's oval face colored with sweeter crimson than ever
Washed on the cheek of an evening cloud.
"No, that is not it," Bahia merry mad romp, arching
a pair of pretty black eye brows into a comical expres•
sion• "She is afraid her ohl beau, Sultan Weatherford,
will pay hoe another visit, and she objects to being made
the light of the harem." .--
Lucy turned deadly pale at He sally of wit: but she
darkened the smile playing Toon.] the circle by suddenly
addressing the officer, in tones so solemn that they seem
ed like en unearthly warning. "What said General
Clakhorn when ho parted with Major Beasley?"
`:To respect au enemy, and prepare to meet him, is
the only method to ensure success," answered the officer.
"Then look at yonder open gate. end•those little chil
dren running out side ot the fort," exclaimed the young
girl, with tt slight ehodder. •'h that preparation to moot
au eneneV7"
"My spies camo in not an liour ago, and veurod mo
that there are no Creeks within fifty miles," replied tho
commander confidently.
"QM thou. you do not know. the wonderful art of
Weatherford. end wo shall all porish! eighod Lucy Dean
in a voice of despair.
Just at that moment a small boy rushed into the room,
with looks of wonder depicted on hie countenance crying
outleagerly—"Oh! sister Lucy, you can't guess what I
saw in the cane,'near the river."
"W hat did you see, my sour' enquired 'Major Beas
ley, smoothing the golden locks of the child.
"1 saw a aegro with straight• heir, and his face all
over stained with iJolve berries', and bo had feathers is
Ins head tika a bird."
"Indians!" shouted Beasley, soaping out of the door.
7liorliqns: Indiana:" screamed the women.gathering
their children, and flying wildly to the blockhouse.
. o .lidians!" resounded from all parts of tho fort, as the
aroused soldiers grasped their guns.
But the eland came too late. Two hundred painted
warriors, 'headed by the barbarously bravo Weatherfurd
u person, already occupied the large gate, which was
literally bristling, with British bayonets. supplied by
infernal lotion bristling, by the order ui court
ever devoid of humanity as the demoniac ministry of
Liicifer himself.
A tremeuduous contest ensued. The Americans, an
iin tied by the example of Major Beesley. strove to push
s their enemies from the gate. The Creeks, inspired to
irenzy by the trumpet-longue of VVeutherford, struggled
to maintain their ground. Thu weapons employed by
the front ranks of combatant were sworde, knives, toma
hawks, and bayonets. Those behind, who could not got
within striking distance, on account of the throng fight
ing before them, resorted to the rifle uud musket. After
fifteen minutes of fearful slaughter, the savages entered
the fort, oat till every officer of tho garrison was dead,'
and till the soldiers slain or mortally wounded. ,One
might have surely supposed• the triumph! of the In
dians then complete. No doubt they thought act them
selves, us they raised a wild and deafening Yell of infu
riate joy.\l3ut a hundred more were destined 'to bite the
dust ere the evening sun should gild the green pine tops
of the western woods. They had murdered all the he
roes. What then? They had that day to learn, if they
kneW it not, previously, that despair could always mould
denly tho majestic form 'of the great chief, Weatherford,
tren4ded, Ile heard the voice of Lucy Dean giving or,
Jere and encouraging the females in the block-houses to
resist to the hist extremity. Immediately every angle of
the fort roared tvith exploding rifles lynched off by the
hands of the wives and sisters of the slain; and fifty I»-
dinhs fell to rise no t»ore..
A. confirm, still more terrible than the first followed
which was, finally terminated when the enemy fired the
stroughelds, and, with a single exception. all ,the women
and children perished in the„flames.
"Come down, Lucy; you'shall not ho harmed; Oh!
.come down," cried the chief of the Creeks, imploringly.
as lie sew the red blaze mounting' over the house where
he had dietiuguielted her voice. But his words were
drowned in the shouts of his own Indians, and in the
shrieks of mothers and their babes, burning away in the
agonies of the most torturiemof all deaths.
"Fire thousand dellers."lexclaimed the frantic chief,
"to the mail who breaks open the iron-bound doors" and
soon the shutter started from its hinges, beneath a hail
of blows from rocks, hammers, and hatchets. Weather
ford cut 4ose with his sword from the friends who would
havo detained him, and disappeared in-the burning
building. Atter some ten minutes the chief issued forth
front the flames, his face blackened, his hair crisped, and
his clothes on fire, but hosring in his arms the fainting
form of Lucy Dean—that precious burdon,lor whom ho
would have plunged, without shrinking, into fathomless
hell itself. Oh! miraculous light of love, thou art. In
truth, the only ray thetever reaches this dark dungeon of
a world which beams above all tho stars; and thou, bright
essence of celestial ether, such as, the nngcla breathe.
it is God gives the even to the lustiest, and eavagest
hearts: pure as des', free as rain-drops, and sweet es the
cream of Olympian auger."
.- That eveu'ng the Creek commander, with one divi
sion of his army. let out for his own plantation on 1.110
Alabama river The render needs scarcely to be hilt) m
ed that the beautiful young orphan was carried along
with them. I,
Five days after the massacre of Fort Minims, a Man
and woman might have beet] seen conversing inLthe
porch of a line frame house, overlooking the Alabama.
The woman was seated and appeared to lio weeping:—
The man was standing, and gesticideted with much en
imatioa, as if engaged in the delivery of en eloquent
speech-' The world could not have ofFered to the view
a nobler-specimen of human organization Tall in Per.
son, stre l ight, and admirably proportiOned in figure, 4th
every member cast in classic mould; his black eye. lively
quick end piercing; his nose prominent, thin, and eta
gent, as if cut whit a sculpture's' chisel; and all his fea
tures harmoniously arranged, like some masterpiece of
divine music, the whelo man 'might be pronounced
tnatchlese in material perfection. All who have perused
Clariborn's "Notes of the War in the South." will re
cognize in our portrait the dreadful Creek half-breed
chter, Westherford.
...Yonder is my from, and lifty slaves." said the chief.
pointing, his finger in the direction of 3 fertile plantation;
.rl have boundless wealth; am winning glory; I am
assured of a general's commission soon, from tho great
est nation on the earth; and. when New Orleans and
Louisiana aro conquered, shall'Aitt a British Orovernott
and all shall be yours, if you will share my fortune. as,
you already possess my heart undivided." Weather
ford paused for an answer in vain. and then continued
of have loved you for years. I hate wooed, you almost
without hope. For your sake I have renounced sensual
indulgence. and lived abstemiously ns b monk. I have
given you every possible proef or tenderness. The for.
tune of war threw you into my power, and although'my
passions ate ardent as the son of summer, l have never
eve n breathed in your ear an immodest wish. Ohl he
just, be generous, dearest Lucy; at least bo merciful to
one Who has done and endtirodsa much on yourac:
count."
The deep earnestness of the epeaket at length appear-
ed to produce ita,effeet on the young girl.- She raised
her pale face and tearful eyes, add remarked mournfully
—"You say y,oi) love 'filer then"givo trib",ors - mere"
dente, aud I may think better of your
SATURDAY MORNING, , OCTOBER 20, 1849.
"What is it?" he caked with a look of intense aux
CZ
"Break off your Woody alliance with the enemies of
my country, and hid your warriersponso to murder inno-
cent women and children." - •
"Never!" replied Weatherford, in accents of (matter
obi° determination. "Your artful deception misled me
once. It cannot do so again. Sin months ego you en
couraged me to hope. provided I should not take part in
the war as a confederate of Britain. Did you make
good thstimplied pledge/ Let your conscionce answer.
But for my foolish reliance on your word, I should now
be master of the whole Mississippi territory."
"Then never speak to cue again of love." retorted
Lucy Doan. bitterly.
"Vary well," answered the other sadly. "Ard now
listen to my fixed resolution. I shell never harm you.
or suffer you to be harmed; but I cannot and will not live
without the sight of your sweet (nee. You have your
guard—three bravo men and the girl Lyole. They shell
attend you always, and you shall travel with my army.—
You shall ho within hearing of my battlee, I shall see
you every day, but will never speak to you niore—no, not
one syllable—unless you get on your knees and pray to
me es your God. Thus wo two will live In a strange
and terrible wedlock; and when you die, I will die also,
and we shall be buried in the same grove." And the
chief called the savage guard, who bore off Lucy, weep
ing. to her apartment.
Wetherford was true to hie fearful promise. The
wretched girl was In the rear during every succeeding
engagement—and was carried away by her dusky atten
dants in the van of ovary flight. How awful must have
been her emotions amidst the horrors of a dozen fierce
Umbels: At Eccanachaca, "the Holy Town," ensiron
ed in its dismal swamps, when General Claiborn charged
through the thick brushwood, and ' h e greonmantled pools
were changed to crimson with both A mericau and Indian
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gore.
At the Tallushatches, where General Coffee clniman
-ded, and every tree became a brestwork, end every brest
work Was wrapped in sheeted fire from the brown :nuzzles
Mit% hinl i rktiWC:R - iilliti tilito l )7sl7l4, , treiNdn'aNS'eurvio
ed in water! W here the heroic Creeks re fused . ituerter. 'and
spurned it themselves when preferred by their foes, till
three hundred corpses wore food for the wolf and raven:
At ensatignined Tallidoga, when °lei in,hd Jackson
in person, forming his army in patelhilogmrns, pursued
eleven hundred savages, with the sharp points of levelled
bayonets, through a litre more than a mile long, while
they slowly retreated, and wore cut to pieces, fighting all
the while with the same Insane fury of friends.
At the flillibeo Town, where Gel). White with the
East Tennessee militia, 'eclipsed the glory of the regulars.
At the 'l:a%tepees% the 14th of January. 1814. when
Weatherford, for a time, seemed more than a match for
Jackson, and the plain, for countless acres, was loaded
with the carcasses of dead men and their horses.•
At tho South Fork. where Goo. Flayed eanitnaaded
and for four hours tho Indian% hAttled with the despera
tion of fanatics.
At tho "Bloody Defile," when oven Cueroll's celebrated
riflemen (that afterwards mowed down the flower of Peck-
enbam's army, at Now Orleans,) stricken with terror.
fled in utter dismay, and, but for the incredible courage
14 11881tPefiGniillidBERtartfdgetiall.Wlireditfuntated. '
And, finally, nullity other different points. whore the
dauntless daring of Weatherford prompted him to hurl
defiance in the grim face of death.
At all these Lucy Dean was within hearing of the
clangor, kept by her unchanged guard; and still, every 1
day,lthetreut chief Would feast his eyes with a melanchol. i
ly gaze ou tier coding beauty, and yet never addressed
her again!
Never did the sun of sixty centuries shine on braver
soldiers than the Creek Indians, and never were bravre
men led to battle by a more consummate' general than
Weatherford. But nature's heroism was famed at last to
yield to equal courage, aided by the magi&of tactics, as •
swift as lightning and unerring as geometry.
Ott the morning of the 28th of march, 161.1, General
Jackson moved with his entire forcei•to assault the lines
of Weather ford, entrenched in a. bend of the Tallapoosa
called, from its singular shape the "Horse-shoe." As
the position in front was stormed, the Indians turned for
1 shelter to their town,, , in the rear. But 10l no town was
visible...not en impenetrable sea of rolling smoke, cur-
I mounted by pillars of soaring fire. During: the obstinate
engagement. the Cherokee allies of the Atnericans had
swam the river, kindled the dry huts, and cut off all
chance of retreat. Front the first rnomeut of attack,
foremost amongst the self.uppointed "fortoin hope" who
ascended the perilous wall, was the accomplished Major
Moittgornery.olVirginia—(the capitol of Alabama speaks
his name to all time-) After the route, his humanity
urged him to rush through the blazing villge, to rescue
from the flames the women mid children. ,.. Suddenly he
I met an American girl, flying wildly forum ds. She was
1 so pale, and her loaturers were so distorted by terror, that
be did net know her until she Bank fainting into hie arms.
"Oh, Lucy: my own Lucy:" was all the astonished
officer could murmur, kissing her clay cold hocks. Then
came a quick flesh and a sharp roar , and Major Mont
, gomery lay on .the ground a corpse. Weatherford, in
passing,
islns•tbl at Limy Dean, which took effect . ip • the heart of
her chosen lover.
'The Creek chief himself appeared to bear a charmed
life. ;Without n wound amidst alithe carnage, he distan
ced the swiftest racers. and pillaging into the rivers
through a rain of hissing bullets, escaped ! to -the further
shore and was lost in the lofty forest. My informant was
near the point where Weatherford fought at thestorming
of Ilia lines, and heard him exclaim in tones of terrible
despair—+•'God's curse be on England eternally. for the
death of my nation:"
Nato.—Lucy Dean resides in the town °Montgomery. Aishanla ,
and is the wife of a respectable merchant, and mother of several
promising children.
As UNFAITIIFUL lidovita.—Tlie mother of a rising
family was visited by a Christian friend. Considerations
drawn from time and eternity, from heaven, end hell.
failed to reach hor conscience. which seemed to be en
cased in a triple shield of adamant, until. as he rose to
deport, he exclaimed. "Well, madam, If you.'a mother,
he ittrlitToront to the welfare of your children, aid do not
pray for them. mho will?" The right key was touched.
erg true." said she, her eyes filling with tears; "if
uthemprove monsters, what con bo expected from oth
ers Bk. her request ho was detained to address the
throne of grace, on behalf of lipr family. ..fternomber,
my children," she said; ••and oh, remember their un
faithful mother."
, !Ernie Bangor Mercury toils of a jolly husband not s
thousand miles from that city. who, having been out on
a "bit of a spree? Was saluted. by his bolter half on his
return. with—' , Oh. you herd-hearted wretcht" The
husband . meekly replied that he' didn't think his heart
could be ier.Y !iard. for he'd Non poilking it far
,the tail
fiirty-eiglithoursi.
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Rrronr.—The Boston Post retorts upon stuns usraart"
fellow hi the tollosiing manner: "The pontos who sent
us is copy at 'the Boston Post, with 'Jack 415' written
upon the margin.• is reilnestoct.to inform us at whet stoßs
be csq be foqq4; 4o _ . -.. •• • ..' :-. • - . -.., - ,-'• -
TIM OarT.TVIII.
41 , W. QILMORE
Tile Captive crouelitd In his dungeon,
On the door the sunbeam lay:
He crept the length ends fetter, .
Hut the sunbeam flittetlervar.
"Ate thus bath the entel fortune
Still =tied me." the Captive sold&
"Bhe must with her sunshine stniligkg,
Hut ere I could clasp her. flett."
The Captive slept on hit dungeon,
And a vision ofvisions spell'd
The Settee of his steeping sorrow.
The fairest he ever beheld;
A maid et the door stood smiling.
And she said—•'Come hither to me;"
From Ills wrist his fetters crumbled,
' And his feet and hit soul were free.
But tvith dawn the maiden vanisidd
And lot by tho Captive alogd.
The tbrm of the saVage kabinet).
With his axe Mill dripping blood.
"Ali! now, indeed." said the Captive.
"The sense of the dream I ace;
The maid wan the angel of Mercy
dnd Ws Mercy that sets me free."
TILE WIFE'S FATE
ST JAMES REESE,
"Here, here, yet stay; do not say that it camp from
me. 1 give it to her, but yet I curse her."
And with this speech was Hung to, with passionate iv.
hemenco, the parlor door of one of the noblest mansions
in London. The individual who stood without. was a
short set man about forty years of age, of dark complex
ion, and shabily clothed. He gazed about him in the
splendid hall as though he had dropped into come en.
chanted temple; and was only awakened from his stupor
by the liveried menial politely requesting him tnneiear."
The poor men left the honk). but tightly clutched his
treasure, till the light failing from a neighboring gas lamp
allowed him to count the amount.
"I wronged him," said he, "I wronged him. Five
utilities: 'twill last a kals fp... it....)...-awarrurrogin
to heaven, 'twill make her passage easier, though never
bring her back to life."
So on he strode through the streets of the metropolis.
He passed up the Strand and Fleet street. Tharp Was
the busy throng, the living tide of human life pressing
on, thoughtless and careless. There was business in all
its activity, every thing to attract or delay. but the way
farer thought of but one. end that was . -- . •
In the eastern suburbs of the city, in an upper room of
one of the meanest: huts of the neighborhood. on a horn •
We yet neat bed: lay a,young and beautiful female. She
could scarcely be twenty two years old, yet death had pres
sed a clear stamp upon her loiely features. She lay np.
parently near expiration, while every thing around the
room gave the appearance of desolate poverty.
There was an apology for a fire on a cheerless hearth,
where a few sticks of wood sent forth at onCiii light and a
slight warmth. Au old lady was kneeling ,by the bed,
and her eyes never wondered from the pale [comma of
the dying girl Every motion of the, patient's lip wee
noticed, n ith on anxiety and care that, if aught human
could do it. would have blunted to the dying' ono the
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"Not yet, was the reply.
"God forgive me," said the - patient; "for wishing to
linger in this cold and cruel world; but, oh! if 1 could
boar with me his forgiveness. 'Tis hard to die estrang
ed from those wo love; but," she added, and asoft smile
atoll over her face, "there is no sorrow there."
At this moment the sound of ascending footsteps were
heard, and presently the stranger wo have notices in the
cornmencomeut of our tale, entered. New life seemed
to hare enacted tho heart of the sick girl. for she started
frotri the couch and gazed fixedly and wildly at the strait- ,
ger Whom the old lady welcomed us Robert.
"You have seen hint—you. have," shrieked she.
"For the greet God's sake, tell me, have you soon
himl"
Both entreated ner to ho calm, and front his pocket
Robert drew the money ho bad received.
"1 hero seen him," meld he, "and here are the fruits."
"Ile bade mo not to let you know that it came from
him."
"Kind! kind!" said the poor girl, weeping; "be wol'd
not let me feel the favor,
bear thy blessing and thy pardon to the grave."
But, beholding the serious aspect of Robert, she 'still
pressed him for the story of the interview. "Go on! he
gave it to you, told you to keep the author unknown, and
sent me—hts blessing." •
egis curses!" said Robert, and he burst into team .
A wild and ahnost superhuman shriek rang through
that shattered Al\l+4llll., and that humble bed bore a
corpse!—that last cruelty had broken the feeble threads
of life.
Yes, died!—died as thousands dieoinnoticed. we had
almost said unknown; thousands, whose life's morning
dawned amid smiles and caresses, and the bright Wry
dreams of life, 'mid the Joyous welcome of relatiyes and
the fond flattery of the interested. Who shall envy'-t e
high estite or the rich? it is a lofty precipice, and the
fall will be more deadly and dangerous.
The name of the girl who thus closed n bitter life of
destinuation and sorrow was Lucy; once the admired and
almost idolized daughter of Sir Ralph Fisher. When the
bud of lovely youth burst into' womanhood, she was "the
admired arab admirers." Thousands knelt at the shrine
of her beauty. Among them - was one , unknown to the
iriueeley, throng. Ile had tact her at the ball, he won
her attention; and for weeks hi visited her, not indeed in
1 his own, but an assumed character. Shia dared to love
, him, end knowing her father's ,disposition-sete -marry
him.
After their union, Sir Ralph Fisher was made acennain -
tad With the elreennstentes- Ills pride was roused—his
i proud ambitious schemes were leveled to the dust; and in
the bitterness of his heart, Leai-like, be breathed out
tutees on his daughter.
"Sooner would I cast her fortune to the beggar, or
bury it in the ocean, than one tanking should grace Mit
girl!" said ho, end be shut his heart up from envelopes-
*ion,
The result was as tnightbe expected. The husband
of LAX); was a man who "lived by his wits; sheeniest',
soulless villian, who was Caiitet)t to live on the ittlretings
and lasses of others." The gaming table and every haun
of vice was,his favorite resort, and there mailed and
*egad in the pollution of his soul. Ohl then did the
delusive hopes, that bad buoyed up that yopog girls ruled
fade away Om by Gael Bar husbands left, her...ond thou
desolate and broken-hearted. ebb turoed her footsteps to
her fattter'sfhouse. only to be repulsed with acorn ..and
hatred; end then bitter want and disease gnawed ttther
heartstrings. and a wild blast swept ova( the summer if
her hopes. ...
1 'There la hut.oue person to whom. she d rod . apple. it
was an eld inmate of her father's family Art Intrite,-,Slio
found her in the , humble dwelling tve littv,e oeferl9nd. bill
not tillkthe bloom had faded from her cheek. .the lustre.
[
(torn her efiri end the canker worm vise ,brisy with het
heartening*. The cause of her distresti.' when all
of enriching himself were fled. had fenialten'hei"a ° Was
gone none knee, Whither—and the *yea of the, poorgirl
were - closed y the very hands which first beret her infant
weight.'
lfeitatio oan *reale 110 1101701 , 11 wblcb tend!' the
hurristaltemt ko these Of tell lire , - , " ' ''''
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PRAIRIE LIFT;, A TALE or
Although muoh has been written on pi
a wild adventure, and yet many a wilder
' , left undeseribed. Poorituston, who diet,
and whose highly entertaining and
"Scenes in the For West," is enriched
Story and scene which, no doubt, to the
East, scorn like talei from the , Arabian
is so much originality about the manner
the trapper and frontiersman, that 'one
their peculiar language or mole of ex(
selves, as well as their singular costume.
fact. as distinct and marked a class as sail.
'as many odd and quaint sayings.
It is generally the commission of crime
poww o w in life, ur amities, lore of ativon
that makes these mon desert the e °taints
clety for the wilds end haunts of the red it
imagine the terrible reaction which take
the storm ofpassion or wreck of - disappoint
over thesensitivo soul. cud loaves a deco
of the former man. It is misfortunes lik
scorch and dry up the finest feelinge-- 7 sorn
or Injustice committed by others toward tb
ing which they have been compelled to lea
And become e.vilos in the Far West.
A story is told orals extraordinary meeti
•of revenge said to hare taken place ma
ago, on the fork of the Pawnee. A party
, had been roving for many years in the We
1 to eaolt other, were one day aecidentally tit
when a strange and bloody icene ensued.
proaeuted a striking contrast in feature.
wits delicately made, with long, light heir
his exposure had given him a rich, brown
He was of the medium statue. cod made f.
'agility. There was a dark void over his f.
told that with him the light of hope had g
was traveling on a male. with,his rifle in;
at the bow of his eaddin, when he overto•,
foot, with a gran ...i.:,......, .t.i ! . 0 veep, Wt.
right cheek. As day was drawing to a ale
posed to camp. and brought up at the_ head
the Pawnee. Shortly after they hod camp-,
aeon reconnoitering them with a rifle in h
havingsatisSed himself that the sign was
came moodily into the camp. and after 1.
at
at the two Men. was asked by S'rar Cheekl
the ground." Ho VMS a stout. muscular
older than the other two, with a deep, h,
long black. matted hair, and very unprepte
tures. Some common-place remarks wart
no questions were wilted by either party.
It Was near twilight whets, the young ma
gathered some Imilltto chips to make a fire
suddenly perceived a than approaching the
he came steadily and fearlessly on to theca
ling a look at the three, said, "Took , ye'
then glancing at the deer-skin dress of the
served, "Old loathers—sisme. time out, chi c
was about fifty years old. and his gray ha
strangely with his dark, bronzed features.
cam and misfortune were strangely stem
only half clad by the miserable airr--.. 7 '
or rem the :Law. — twins-alio ne reptied;tn
is bundle of otter skim , . • After unsaddling
out his mule, he brought himself to the gre
ing his rifle looked at the priming and slink'
der in the pan, he added a few, more grain
placing a place of thin dry skin over it to
the damp, he shut the pan. The group wet
trapper, who seemed not to notice them.
Cheek,beenme interested and showed a see
netts. He looked towards his own rifle,
twice loosened the pistols in his belt as if the
ed -him. The Y oung
, and the stout man wit
exchanged glances. hut no word passed. , al
lion had been asked as to who the other wa
conversation passed was very laconic, and
wreathed the lip of any one of them. , I
The little supper was eaten in silence, one
ing to be wrapt In his own thoughts. It wan
the ',vetch should he divided equally AlllOl
each man standing on guard two hours—tile
taking the first watch, the young man na:
Cheek and lie with tho meal rotten ing.
It was a bright moonlight nial.t, and over that barren
wild waste of prairti not a sound was heard the three
lay sleeping on their blankets. The • ohl .11 apper paced
up and down, ran his eyes around the wild mate before
him. and then would stop and mutter to him elf, "It can
not be." he said half aloud, "but the time nil that sear
may have disguised him. That hey, • too it's strange
I feel drawn towards him; then that vil pin with his
scowl." and the muscles of the old trapper' face worked
convulsively, which, the moon-beams fallin upon, dis
closed -traces of a by-gone refinement. The trapper
noiselessly approached the sleeping teen a d. kneeling
down, gazed intently upon the features of e els and scan
net diem deeply. Walking eir, lie mutter dfa himself
again, saying—"lt shall be," and then ju.ging by the
stars that his watch was np, lie approach' . the young
mass and woke him, pressaug his finger up.n his lip to
command silence at the tit - aeon:id motione. him to fol
low. They walked carmine distance, wise . the trapper
taking the young matt by rise shoulder, turn .d his face to
the moonlight, and, Mier gazing at it wistf fly. whisper
ed in his ear "Are you Perry Ward'!" Th.. young men
started wildly, but the trapper prevented i is reply by
saying "&aough. enough." Ho then told him that he
was his uncle, and that the man with the -car was the
Murderer aids father; and that, he with t a scowl 'had
convicted lona (the trapper) of forgery by h a false oath.
The blood deserted the lips of the young . en, and his
cyst glared 'and dilated almost from their sockets. He
aqtmemd his uncle'd hoed, and then, wit a meaning
glance as he lOoked to his rifle, moved tow. .a,the camp.
."'No. not" said the old trapper. "not in co d blood; give
them a chance." They cautioully .. re f rued to the
camp and found both the men in a deep ale p.
,The un
cle and . nephew stood aver 'them. Sc• . Cheek was
breathing hard, when he soddenly cried on , "I did not
murder Perry Ward?" "Liar!" said the apper in 'a
voice of thunder. and the two men started rid bounded
to their feet. s'lled skins about?" asked I ey in &voice.
"No. wow. than red skins," said the Ire . per. "Harry
Ward is about!" and seizing his knife lie lunged it is
Scar Cheek's heart. , "Then take that." I aid he with
the seeivl.-ind. raising his rifle the trapper ell a corpse.
With abound and a wild cry ths_young m ti, jumped at
the murderer of his uncle. and with his kai e gave him
revere' fittal.wounds: . Tye struggle was rearila one s
heWelieri and the yettag man had 4110 re W.& want
l ' bad cots, When his adversary fell from the oil of blood
and soon after expired. Thus ended this e age ;resea
tag; sad thus wireliiMei add Wank revea -4:
, . .. ... ,
gu lam ogs.—.When ti young truism*. in Holland
ar outpliny goer s cionthug: theloit %Inagua the young
iv o Ulau eSiSkSt h t s.;4A.4l,te you Ibis to p y the clunk
140 to keep a
ow° *non lon hese gullies/ „What Rye at, misery
It wadi, gnome*, it the , . pour women of all countries
weshretick lathe *helium of that *mann "Mesitsp
is not ends , of mustirosmi t hut of pod too d cakes." is
odq arth 4 Pith* vtiste cotrv9 4
.64 *tom. ruienm"
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EV ENGE
EC
If you t
those aro
title life, many
cone has been
et St. Louis
Mumble work.
' with many e
people of the
ights. Thera
end habits of
s struck with
reusing them
'They ern, in
: rs. end have
chimney-6
foul air fro
night item
4o pertain,
smell bed
sit But i
wont: yaur
.4ufFocating l i
attach out, t
and curtain
fora you
Loay of fou l
bath you wit
any thick r
tho akin. it
I -some dloap
pre and peril,
lof civilized sc
an. We can
place when
id hopes sweep
stion—a ruin
cannot be it
will do very
in feathers.
clime to a k
these which
osity and an
whether the
moral wrong
m. in reveng•
• e their homes
the saute tit
put three pct
then) a'hiro
er—in fact,
princess lool•
had passed 11,,
sleep at all, ti
witia know, th
lair. Take 0
OM fetal a all'
so far effectu , i
dad by a mai
We 19 a petsi
In orduinto
head (which,
usloro,) put
anny wan 1119
rest au a heir
ly. but It dein
g. and an act
y long years
of four, who
t, all strangers
own together.
These men
ho youngest
ad blue eyes;
omplesion.—
r strength and
'Mures. which
i• no oat. - He
Its gnn leather
a man on
e scar on Ma
la. they pro
lof the fork of
.d. a man was
s hand, and
friendly. he
'king sternly
to "come to
man. much
bltual scowl,
casing fee
-1• made. put
run ts ask or 1
you go to laifil
I
therefore t nor •
wet no wore
Ins zur mope
day—the face
ialernblv good
•
face of the.
r i tdl dischar o
need of Willi
leave that ohs
ing and ruhkii
would tend Co
you with a ch
sure. Avoid
healthy.
an, who had
to book with,
on a mule;
p, and, cas
•r Indians:"
trio. h• ob.
Tha man
contrasted
Do not forgot that alt h ou g h you must unfortunately ap,
ply water to your face. you tau find warrant in custom to
excuse you from annoying It with soap; and for the wets
;eh the hair covers. Never west; it; soil c l og 4
with oil or lertL- 7 1Ither of Which will auswor your pia.
pose. as either will koep r out air as well as water, and
promote tho growth of a thick ruorion of scurf. Lard in
the bed-room is called bear's grease. In Connection with
its virtues in promoting growth of hair, there is a MID
which I believe to be no fiction; not ilto old and profane
jest of the Man who'rmbhed a deal bor. It itover night
and found a hair trunk in the morning. I Is said that
the first adventurer who advertised bettectrease foraale,
epPended to the laudation of its efficacy a mote bene,
that gentlemen after applying it ettould wash the palms
of their hands, otherwise the hair would sprang thonco
also. I admire that speculator. grimly satiric at the et
pense both.of Isitroelf and of his customers. Ile jested
at his own pretension,. end declured, by an Olive hint.
that ho did not look for friends among the scrupulously
clean. Of course. as you do not-cleanse your body dai
ly, so you mill 1101 6110111 favor to your feet. Keep up a
duo distinction between the upper and lower members--
Why n a Qermtu prince.wae told confidently that he had
dirty hands, he replied with the liveliness of conscious
triumph, ../11.1:do you a.tll that dirty? Yon 'should see
my toes!" . Some people tyteilf theta once every
month, that will do very well; or once a year, it ,natters
little which. In whet washing you find yourself astable
to omit, use only the fittest towels, those which inflict
the least fiction en the Ain. flaying made these ar
rangements far yoursel.; take care that they ore adhered
to, so far as may be convenient, throughout your house,
held. them and thece, put numerous sleepers into single
Moms; this is n good thing for childreu. when you re.
quire to bleach them, and render them delicate, but you
must take cure not to carry this too fur, otherwise you Will
render them pasty, pot-bellied. and deformed. It was
this practice-which was so:Mem:4111 at Tooting in thin
ning the POpuletion. By all means let a baby have foul
air, not only the use of anfrocatieg apparatue. hut by
causing it to Sloep where thorn are four or fire others in
I a well-closed \roOnt. So much is due to the maintenance
of oil' - Oritiodrix rate of infant mortality.
upon which
owing down
and - enticing
nd, end ink
'lig the pow
. to it; then
pep it from
bed tho old
while Scar
sin uncasi
nd or
boon/mod-
It the scow)
far no quell
whet little
of a Bailie
mat seem
agreed that
ig tho four.
old . trapper
and Scar
Wit little thought and observation there will be sag.
gested to'yon many more contrivances AV the securing
of unhealthiness is bathrooms. An Englishman's castle
Itaslugreat many fortifications against the entrance of
mere bodily vigor. In two or three at. papers I will
endeavor to point out, n few other precautions against
health in the home, selecting chiefly thoso of which the
itiositlmid person can avail himself, without incurring
anyvisk of being thought eccentric. •
KICEPIRO VP WflH Tip PAnilo/.-..."Ma. can I go
hear the negro ierceatlera
' , No. my door, I cueing thilik of )citing you go to i
such perform/meas.',
"Why, Ma, erery body goer to hoar them. they
such comic rouge. and tell all sorts of funny atorietq l
can't help laughing all the time. !do wish you limb
me go."
"You ►oust not tugs me, Charles. for I Cannot. 'TOW
away my money on fellows who go about disguised as
negroes, singing .illy sours 'bat have no good tendeirey,
and telling more silly stories that are not calculated to
improve the mind, but rather to do hurt And more than
this, I do not believe that arty of the better clue of soci
ety visit the concerti."
"Indeed. ma. then you are gresliy mistaken. for! heard
Judge Brown's buys say that they were there with their
father and sister., and I saw Or. Jones. my Sabbath
school teacher. go in last eveulitg: and was in the store
to-day where they sell tickets. Snd the minister of the
Brook street Church came and ptirchased three erfnuri to
take his family,"
''Ara yop SUM what yen say, Charley:"
"Ye% mat and Mr. Smith remarked when he sold the
tickets. that the concerts Were attended by verfiastrion ,
able audiences." .
' that alters the ease some; von raiyirek — \amity I
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roar oiotor Augulloo to dross (or lb. cououst, •jmill
accompany you; 1 holleio thero.Ui trothlug,44l-ir
mooting VA our church to.pight. WVlDatilfrorpt=
Use lichiont"
*.r . s.ther " said.* sporth4rvllik ba.narfairti
`.1"1X"Y.400 Vitf wawa' .'"Well.niitt; leaf tits
asuatisciajobt, Henlitti pier rettqa; and then ;on* bt
gm* 0'11ra:1'010 '
NUMBER 23.
D MEANS TO BAD ENDS.
'ant to have g thoroughly unhealthy bed-room,
ho precautions you should take:.-Fasten •
and against the firs -plocs, so as to prevent
escaping im the night; and of course in the
In never have a door or window open. Use
red zinc in patrelliug; especially avrrid it in
rooms. So you will 'get a room full of bad
n the Caine roam there is a bed. worse, stud
object is to have the worst air possible.—
machities.aro made by every upholsterer;
is your bed: it is en apparatus of poles, rings.
s By drawing your curtains around you be;
tleep, you insurs to yourself a condensed
air over your person. The poison imper
-1 dud to be meet efficient when it is made of
Utaterial. . There being transpiration thrones'
would nut be a bad idea to see whether this
some way hindered. The popular method
well; smother the tirsh as much as possible
1 A wandering prin , ves,. in some fairy tole.
trigs hou s e. The king's toile, with the cana
-1
oteness proper to her sex, %visited to ascertain
•ir guest 51.:111 truly born a princess, and al
rte found out how to st..° the question. She
on the young lady's riallii;sse, and over
featherbed, and then another, then snob
'fifteen featherbeds. Sext. morning the
fed pale, and in answer to inquiries how she
he night, said that she had been unable 'to
.tsetstase thu bad hadlumps lu it. The king's
hen, that their pant showed her good breed
, high•bort, lady for a model, The teeth ?
heat about your 'body. and stifle the skin
fly that }ou awake in , the morning-Parrs
a of languor. which "mug, be very agrees,
.n who hoe it in hie mind to be unhealthy.
ep a check upon exhaliction ohont your
otherwise might have too much the way of
wow, Close y
beta gilder the boa clothes. Take no
linatitera; it is elastic and pleasant, certain
not encase •thu body, and therefore, yin;
of awaking languid. never wtob tubes
you are notl going to see auflgely, pad
is no use in !washing. In jam moviag
in than you absolutely must—that is to
bout your neighbors will ass during A tha
and hands. So much yon may do via).
Mill. since it is the other pert of the Aur
il -
more covered aud more impeded A 4 the
f its functions, which has - rather the more
o. it is therefore fortunate that you can
lent nowt:Atoll. Five animater; of gong.
g over the whole hody in the morning
invigorate the system, and would :send
erful glow to the day's business or plea
t by all menus, .if yon desire Ao be un.
' r ing
soil
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td let