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. [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
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