. . , :.. . . .„ _ . _ . . . . . . . . -, eli 64 7 - . • • 1 • . •, . . . . dlAillik° _ , . . . k• .:. . ' . 1 , '-i: _ . - , • . . ~. . i vii ' . "I : -• : k.., Cia, '. r 46f.0r 6 • _ -de- A , . , ... v . . , ~.-, I • <i. : . . . . p .. .. . . , ~, • ..k 0 .i• .. .. . i .: •, , i. or „e r 37:3T 2 valwamaDa:zco ES 7,J . [Froin the Demociatic Review.] Gonel - BT 7 • G. WUITTIEG Gone before To that unseen and silent shore, Shall we not meet as heretofese Some summer morning I"—Lswn 'Another band is beckoning us, Another call is given ; And glows pita more with Angel -steps The path which reaches Heaven. Our young and gentle friend whose smile Made brighter summer hours,. Amidst the frosts of autumn time Has left us, with the flowers. No paling of the cheek of bloom Forewarned us of decay ; No 'shadow from the Silent Land Fell round our sister's way. The light of her young life went down As sinks behind the hill y The glory of a setting star, Clear, suddenly and still. As pure and sweet, her fair brow seemed Eternal as the sky, - And like the brook's low song, her voice A sound which could riot die. • And half we theme she needed not, The changing of her •s phere, yo give to Heaven a Shining One, Who walked an 'Angel here. The blessing of tier quiet life Fell on us liket the dew; And good thoughts where her.footsteps fell. Like fairy blossoms grew. •-;,: Sweet prornpurigs unto kindeaVeeds Were`in her very look ; We read her fice as one who reads A true and holy book :' The measure of a blessed hymn, To which our hearts could move; The br,eathing,of an inward plalm, -A„canticle of love. . We miss herirr tho place of prayer, And by the heirth-fire's light Wo pause beside her door to hear 'Once more her sweet " Gooa bight!" There seems w shadow on the day ' Her - smile no longer cheers; A:dimmss on the stars of night, Like eyes that look h'rhughtears. Alone unto our Father''s will One thought hath `reconciled; That He whose love ex l eeedeth ours „Has taken home Ifia child. Fold her, oh Father ! in thine arms, And - let her henceforth be A messenger of love between Our human heads and thee. :Rill let-her mild rebuking stand '1 'Between us and the wrong, And het' dear memory serve to make Our faith in Goodness strong. And, grant that she who, trembling !life Distrusted all her powers, :May welcome to her holier home The well-beloved of ours. Printing Mice Melody. Put! up my boys, turn quick the uouscs, And let the world begin; The world is pressing on without, And we must :pates within. And we who guide the public mind, Have influencefiir and wide, ,And all our deeds are good, although The Elsvit. C. at our side. Let ,£l, the 111.5SSET now my boys! Who are more proud than we?—. While wait the anxious crowd without, Vie force of power we see. • te pull away—none , are so great As those who run the can : And whoiave dignity like r those, Who practice at the BAR. And you who twirl !le, noLirn there BeAuick, you inkY;rnanl Old time is rolling on himself, So beat him if van can. • Be careful of the LIGUT and swans, Mir let the sheet grow pale! Be - careful of•Yhe MO Er looks Of every ussio and TALE. Though nicu in mica is our tran, And PI OUS is our CASs, We should not cast a aLyn on those • Who : fill a lower place. Pull on my boys, turn quick the uou:scr., And thus the CASE we'll join, We have deposites in thri"BANK, Our drawers full of toots Anil who should more genteelly cut ii-tiocric and a DAM ! -1-41 sometimes.we who rims so much Oursefres ere pazsein for Cant [From the Democratic Review.] The Shot in the Eye. A Story of Tc ( Xas BOrder Lite. BY C. WILKINS EIMI [CONCLUDED., One day we had all turned out for a deer-drive. This hunt, in which dogs are used for driving the game out of the timber, scatters the hunters very much ; they are stationed at the different .stands' which are sometimes miles apart, to watch for the deer passing out ; for this reason the party seldom gets together again until night. We divided in the morning, and skirted up opposite sides of a wide belt of bottom timber, while -the " drivers " and dogs penetrated it, to rouse the deer, which ran out on ei ther side by the stands, which were known to the hunters. We were un usually successful, and returned to a late dinner at,our host's the planter's house. By dusk all had come in, ex cept my friend whOse name was Henry, and,a man named Stoner, one of the neighbors, who had joined our hunt.— Dinner was ready, and we sat down to it, supposing they would be in, in a few moments. The, meal was nearly over, when Henry, who was•a gay voluble fellow came bustling into the room and, with a slightly flurried manner,, ad dressed our host :—" Squire, this is a strange country of yours ! Do you let crazy people range it with guns in their hands '1" " Not when we know it. Why ? What about crazy people? You look excited." WeILI think 1 have had enough to make me feel a little curious." a. What is it ? What is it ?" ex claimed everybody eagerly. " Why, 1 have met with either the Old Harry himself—a ghost—or a mad man; And which it is, I am . confound edly puzzled to tell !" • Where ? How ?" He threw himself into a chair, wipes the perspiration from his forehead, and continued You know, Stoner and myself, when we parted from you all this morning, took up the right-hand side of the bottom timber. Well, Sto ner accompanied me to my stand," where we parted ;. he to go to his ; and I have seen nothing of him since. Soon after he left me, a deer passed out—l shot it—wounded it—and jumped on my horse to pursue it. The deer had staggered at my, fire, but was -not so badly wounded as I supposed, and led me off, until it suddenly occurred to me that I might get lost and I reined up; but I soon found that this sober second thought had come too late, and that I was already out of my latitude. I wan dered about nearly all day, though ta king care not to go very far in any one direction, before I came across any thing 'Which promised to set me right again. I at last came upon a wagon trail and felt relieved, for 1 knew it must take me to some point where. I could get information. The trail was narrow, leading through scrubby thick ets; and 'I was riding along slowly, looking down, in the hope of detecting the tracks of some of your hopes, when the violent shying of my horse caused me to raise my eyes. And, by George ! It was enough to have ‘, stampeded " a regiment of horse ! On the left of the trail stood a very tall skeleton-like fi gure dressed in skins ; one foot advanc ed, as if he had stopped in the act of stepping across it, and a long heavy gun, just swinging down to the level bearing on me.' Of. course my heart leaped into my throat, and my flesh shrank and crept. Before I could think of raising my gun, my eyes met those of this strange figure ; and such eyes ! Surprise at their cold,r - unnaturaf ex pression, suspended my action ; burn 7 ing with a chill of singular brilliancy, s .,•in deep-sunken sockets, they looked as if .they never had winked. Dwelling steadily upon my face for a moment, they seemed to be satisfied, and the gun was slowly 'thrownhack upon -his shoulders ; and plucking at a long gris- I) , beard, with an impatient . gesture of his bony hands, the figure made a stride across the trail, and without speaking a word plunged into the thicket. .I was so confounded by thii r dumb show, that he was nearly concealed in the brush before I found my tongue to shout to him to stop ; but he kept on not even turning his, ,head. I was provoked, and epurrectinY horse in After him, as far as I could penetrate, but he kept on, and Host sight of him in a moment, and whether he can talk at-till or not is more than I can tell." " Did you look at his feet, Henry ?" interrupted one of tie party. ." I es• peel it was old,—" Regardless of Denunciation from any Quarter. — Gov. POIITXR UOTHAISTats. MILLIKKZIII OVDMIFV9 IPSIo9 EIMNSI 11% AS43lto 4. Never mind what you expect— hear me out," he continued. 4. I fol lowed the trail, which wound about, it seemed to me towards all the points of the compass, for an hour or more ; when at last it led me out into a prairie, which 1 thought I recognized.. I stop. ped, and was looking around to make out the landmarks, when a horse, with a saddle on burst from the woods, be hind me, and tore off across the prairies as If lie too had seen the devil." .. What color was he!" exclaimed half a dozen voices in a breath. He was too far off for me to dis tinguish more than that he was a dark horse—say about as much so as mine. I could distinguish the pummel of the saddle and the stirrups flying !" .. Stoner's horse was a dark bay," was buzzed around, the table, in low tones, every one looking seriously in his neighbor's face. Yes !" said the Squire, rising and stepping uneasily to the window.— Stoner's horse was a good deal like yours ; he must have go away from him, and that is what detains him.— But then the nag was a very kind crea ture ; and well trained. I wonder it should have behaved so !" .. Don't believe bay " would have done it, Squire," said one of the men. .. Something's gone wrong, I think ! Was the bridle down, Mr. Henry ?" "It was too far off for me to tell. I followed in the direction the horse took, and soon found myself here, and expected to find it here too !" "No ! Stoner's is beyond here," said the Squire. "The wagon trail siou were turning and twisting about in, is a road 1 had opened to a number of board trees we had, and rived out there, you might have followed it for hours and not been more than a mile or so from the place you started from. That ghost of yours, by the way, may be some crazy fellow, who has wandered off into these r parfs, with mischief in him. .gild you hear no gun ?" " I thßught I did—about an hour af ter parting with that man, or devil, or whatever he was—but the sound was so faint and distant, that for fear I might be mistaken, I did not go to it; and the road had turned so frequently, I could not tell whether it was in the direction he went off or not." " Here the " driver" interposed say ing, that he had heard a rifle about that time on the right, but, supposing it to be Henry or Stoner, he thought no thing of it. And a half-laughing dis cussion followed as to the probable characteebf the wood-ghost Henry had reported of, some asserting that he,was quizzing us—for these men were too much accustomed to the exigences of a hunter's life to be for more than a mo ment seriously affected by the circum stances of Stoner's non arrival.. In the midst of this, a horse's feet,were heard galloping up to the door, and a loud Hilloa!" followed. The Squire rose hastily and went out. In a moment after he entered, looking pale and ex cited. "Tom Dix (one of Stoner's neigh bors) says that his horse has come home without a rider, the reins upon its neck, and a clot of blood upon the pummel of the saddle ! Boys ! he's been shot ! Just as I suspected Iron the first !" Everybody rose at this announce ment—looking in the face of him op posite with a blank, pallid stare. " The crazy man !" ejaculated sever al. " Strange !" s' Very mysterious business !" said otters. " I tell you what," said the Squire, after a pause, " haststruck me from the first. It is that this strange looking . fellow Henry saw, mistook him for Stoner. until he looked into his face, for Henry's horse and general appear ance are not unlike his,—and when he found that ha was wrong, got out of the way and went on till he met Stoner, himself, and has shot him ?" " No doubt of it !" said several. " But it's a very mysterious affair." continued h - e—" I know of no such looking 'man in this region . as Henry describes ; but at any rate he will be butited down to-morrow, for Stoner was . pne - of the Regulators, and Hinch is a perlect blood-hound lie can hardly escape him—crazy or not cra zy !' This seemed to be the most satisfac tory solution of the difficulty, and as it was too dark for us to do anything that night we - resumed our seats to discuss over and over again these details; while the Squire sent off a messenger sum moning Hinch and the Regulators to be on the ground early in the morning. -;" Before sunrise in the morning. Hinch arrived with six men. I was waked by his',loud blustering and swearufg.— He was raving, as I afterwards under. stood, about Henry ; calling his story about the meeting with the remarkable personage—all humbug—and asserting his belief that if a murder had been committed, Henry was its author. Our lost quieted him in some way, and when we came out to join them he greeted us with a snarling sort of civili ty. He was a thick set, broad shoul dered, bully-looking wretch, with blood shot eyes, and face bearing all the marks of riotous debauchery. Our search was for several hours entirely unsuccessful, until Henry by accident found the place he had encountered the Bearded Ghost, as some one christen ed him. Here one of the keen eyed hunters found the traces of a large moc casined foot. These were pursued for several miles and lost, but on spreading our line and continuing the same gener al course for some distance further, we at last found indeed the body of Stoner ! It had been so much mutilated by the wolves and ravens that little examina tion was made of the bones. We ga thered them together to carry them home to his family, and in doing this I noticed the fracture of a bullet through the back of the skull. It had been stripped bare of flesh, and both eyes plucked out by the birds, and was too shocking an object for close examina tion. But- what puzzled all parties most was, the discovery, a short dis tance off, the trail of a shod horse.— Now there was not ,a horse in Shelby county that wore shoes, and certainly not one in our party. Shoeing is never thought of, being unnecessary where there are no stones. This was as per fect a poser as even Henry's story, and threw yeta greater air of inexplicability around the affair ! It was thought that this track might be easily traced to any distance—Abut after worrying about it for several days, it was given up in de spair, and the Regulators, fatigued and disheartened, scattered for their respec. five homes. But one of their number never reach ed his. Being missed for two days, there was a general turn-out to Ipok for him ; and as had been the case with Stoner, his body was found torn to pieces by the wolves. The report was, that he too had been shot through the back of the head, These murders, and the singular cir cumstances accompanying them, crea. ted great sensation. Hinch and his troops scoured the country, in every direction, arresting and lynching sus picious persons, as they called them. One poor inoffensive fellow they hung and cut down four or five times to make him confess ; but nothing was elicited; and they left him with barely a spark of life. That evening, as they were returning to their head-quarters at the store, one of them named Winter, missed a por tion of his house furniture, which had become accidentally detached. He said he had observed it in its place a mile back,—that he would return to get it, and rejoin them at the store, by the time they should be ready to com mence the spree they had determined on going into that night. He left them, and never returned. They soon got drunk, and did not particularly notice his absence until some time the next day, when his family, alarmed by, the return of his horse with an empty sad dle, sent to inquire after him. This sort of inquiries had come to be so sig nificant of late, that they were instantly sobered, and mounting rode back on their tr ail . , Very soon a-swarrn of buz zards and wolves, near a lin&of thicket ahead designated the whereabouts of the object of their search ; and there they found his fleshless bones scattered on every side. They were appalled. The reddest-bloated cheek among them -blanched ! It was terrible ! `They seemed to be doomed ! Three of their number dead and torn to pieces within ten days, and yet not the slightest cue to the relentless and invisible foe, 'tit that ghostly story of Henry's, and the tracks which only served to tantalize them! It must be some dread super natural visitation oftheir hideous crimes! They_shivered, while the great drops startetUrom their foreheads. and with out thiOting of looking for any trail, or even gathering tip the bones, they star ted back at full speed, spreading the alarm everywhere. The excitement now became universal and tremendous. Nearly the whole country turned out for the purpose of Unravelling this alarming mystery; and the supersti. tious frenzy was in no small degree 'heightened'-by the report, that this man had been shot in the same way as the others,—in the back-of the head ! ' I These incidents were all so unaccoun table, that 1 own 1 felt no little sympa jmthy with the popular association of a supernatural agency in their perpetra tion. Henry laughed at all this, but insisted that it was a maniac ; and to account for the peculiar dexterity of his escapes and whole management, related many anecdotes of the proverbial cun ning of madmen. The wildest, most. absurd, and a incredible stories were set afloat among the people concerning this deadly and subtle foe of the Regulators; for it was now universally believed and remarked, that it was against them alone that his enmity was directed. The story of Henry was greatly improved upon 'and added to, and, as some reports had it, the Madman,—as others, the Bearded Ghost, was seen in half a do zen places at the same time ; now on foot, stalking with enormous strides across some open glade from thicket to thicket—passing out of sight again be fore the observer could recover from his surprise—then mounted, he was seen flyinglike the shadow of a summer cloud over the prairies, or beneath the gloom of forests, always haggard and lean, dressed iu skins with the hair on, and that long, heavy, terrible rifle on , his shoulder ! I noticed that there was only one class of men who ventured to assert that they had actually seen with their own eyes these wonderful sights, and that was constituted of those who either had suffered, or from their charac ters and pursuits, were most likely to stiffer persecution from the Regulators— the class of hunter emigrants. These men were most industrious in embel lishing all the circumstances of charac ters, feats, and relentless hatred to the Regulators, as highly as the excited credulity of "the public would bear.— They never saw him except in the vi cinity of the homes of some one of these hated tyrants ? In their versions this being was for ever hovering around them, waiting the moment to strike while they were alone and far from any help. They carried this thing so far as to attract attention to it, and arouse in the cunning mind of Hinch the same sus picion which had occurred to Henry and myself, namely, that all this was the result of a profoundly acute and well organized scheme of this class, headed by some man of peculiar personalities .and consummate- skill, with the object of exterminating or driving off the Re gulators. It seemed impossible, that, without collusion with many others, the murderer should have, been able to so baffle all pursuit. Hinch and his band had been thoroughly cowed and awed ; but the moment this idea occur red to them, the reaction of their base fears was savage exultation. He was something tangible . ; their open and united force could easily exterminate an enemy who had acknowledged their weakness in resorting to secret combi nations and "assassination from the bush !" They forthwith proclaimed war to the knife," with the whole class ; and during the next week sever al outrages, so revolting that I will not detail them, were perpetrated upon these men in different parts of the coun ty ; and the fact, that during this gener al tumult, nothing was seen or heard of the mysterious -rifleman, encouraged them with the belief that they had sus ceeded in' getting rid of him through the intimidation of his confederates. They had now been for nearly a fort night in the saddle—had glutted them selves with ',vengeance, and zs they conceived, broken down this dangerous conspiracy against their power ; and if they had not succeeded in detecting and punishing, had at least frightened off their singularfoe. They now conclud ed they might safely disband. That day, after th 4 separated, one of their number, named Rees—almost as bad and savage al.man as flinch himself— was riding past a thicket, in sight of his own house, when he was shot . from it. •His negroes heaid the gun, and seeing his horse gAopin g `,up to the house riderless; and snorting wildly, they ran down and found him stretched in the. road, dead. He was ,shot in the eye and the ball passed out at the back of his head. - When. flinch heard of this: he turned perfectly livid, his knees smote togeth er; and. with a horrible oath, he ex claimed—•• Jek Long, - or his ghost, by G—d !• come liaek for vengeance !" It was now perceived for the first time, that all the men had been shot through the eye, 'instead; of the back of the head where the ball had passed out after.en tering at the-socket.. The other heads had been, too .impleasantly mutilated for examination, and this fact had not been before Observed; Of course. every bo dy was satisfied now, that that this ter.' rible being was in one way.or anotherl identified with Jack Long ; for the no- ma el, 04, ococitmotta Mao toriety of his favorite mark and his matchless skill instantly occurred to all, as accounting for much that was un accountable in these occurrences. This produced a great change in public feel ing. The better sort began to conceive that they understood the whole matter. The lynching Jack had received was fresh in their memories, and they sup posed that its severity had shaken its mental balance and made him a mono maniac, and that the disease had en dowed him with the marvellous cun ning—the staunch, murderous hate— and the unnatural , appearance which had created such sensation. They could not understand how a being sd simple hearted and sluggish as he was reputed to have been, could have been roused or stung to such deeds by the sere depth and power of his natural passions: But monomaniac or not, such a vengeance and the conduct of the whole affair, were very imposing to their associations and prepossessions. and they sympathised "heartily with him. It was only while the general uncertainty left= every man in doubt whether his owh person might not be next the object of this murderous aim. that the public were disposed to back The Rangers in whatever violent mea sures they might choose to resort to, in drag the secret to'light, and the actor to punishment; but now that it was ap parent his whole hate was levelled against the Rangers, and all that'uncer tainty was confined to them, be he the devil, ghost, madman or Jack Long. the public had no intention of interfer ing again. It was a personal issue be tween him and them—they might set tle it between themselves ! Indeed, men felt in their inmost hearts that eve ry- man of the ten engaged in the lynch ing of Jaok Long, deserved a dozen times to be shot; .and now they looked on coolly, rather enjoying the thing, and earnestly hoping that Jack might have. the best of it. And of this there seemed to be a strong probablility ; for the regulators made only one attempt to get together but another of their numbeilbeing kill ed on his way to the rendezvous, his body bearing that well known and fear ful signature of skill, the remaining five, perfectly unnerved and overwhelm- ed with terror, retreated to their hous es , and scarcely dared for several weeks to put their heads outside their own doors. The class to which Jack had belong ed, at least those of them who had managed to keep a footing during the relentless proscription of the Regula tors, now began to look up, and hinted that they had_known of Jack's return from the time of Stoner's murder, and had aided' and abetted his purposes in every way in their power; furnishing him with fresh horses when the noble animal he rode back from the States became fatigued; assisting his flights and concealments, and furnishing him with information, as well as spreading the exaggerated stories about him.— One bluff old fellow remarked t •• You are fools who talk anoutJack's being crazy ! He's as calm and cold as a frosty morning up in old Kentuck ; and his head's as clearru3 a belt! He's just - got his Indian-fightin' and Tory hatin' blood waked up in him by them stripes ; That's a blow) you - know that's dangersomer than•a catamount when it once.gets riz !" Jack was now frequently seen, but it was known that his work was 'only half done, and I that he Meant to finish it, and he wis regarded with great curiosi ty and awe. The five wretched men were entirely unstrung and panie4trick en: They made no attempt at retalia tion, but . all their hopes seemed to lie in the effOrt to get out ofhis reach.— That lone. heavy rifle haunted • them day and night. They, Saw . its dark muzzle bearing tin' them from. every busb, and through-the chinks of their own cabins! . 'One of Them, named NV hite, who was inveterate toper, with all his terror could . not resist his iOlination for li quor,' and after a confinement in his hotie i e of nearly three weeks, determin ed to .risk all and go to the store and buy Win a barrel. He went in a cover ed wagon, driven b-y a negro; while he lay stretched on the bottom in the straw. The barrel of Inver was obtained—he got into the wagon—lay down 'beside it, and started for Nome. All the -• Way he never raised his head, until near the mouth of his lane, a log had been plac ed on. the side of the road which tilted up .the wagon in passing over it, so as to roll the barrel on him. He forgot his caution, and sprung up with his head out . of the cover to curse the boy for his carelcssnels, and at that moment [sEr': rounilt kevt;:j Zo ,fiao
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