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BE STItONQ A.MJ BRAVE-BE I'IRM AKD
nr tlWlRD II. HOWARD.
Bo strong and brave be firm and true
In whatso'er thou hast to do;
When truth ond right are with you, there
Must be no moment for despair !
If rupircd soem tho path you tread,
And Mope a doubtful gliin'ring shed
'Where, fur before, the good you seek
Is hodged by many an Alpine peak,
While frozen torrents rnsro between,
And yawning chasms intervene,
Oh, fuller not press on anew,
For truth and rhht, be firm and true !
If error triumph for a day
And wrong achieve tyrranic sway
If monstrous evils grow with years,
Whose sap is human blood and tears
If all ellorts seem to bo
Like snow-flakes falling on the sen,
Which sorvc the darkening tide to swell,
And leave no whiteness where they fell
If heart grow sick, and eyes grow dim,
And faintness seize the weary limb
If blear-eyed, dull Despondency
.Shall conic where Hope was wont to be
Oh, sound the mtist'riuj spirit drum,
As once ye did when Hope was young !
llid till t!';e glories of thy soul
Their banners on tho night unroll !
Call out tlie high resolves once more,
Which nerved to nobis deeds brforc.
And wtike the musi? which enn thrill
Thy being with its rupture siill!
Plant little amid the thorns thy feci
Loud through the gloom thy cry repeat -.Swing
upward ftill thy torch of flume,
And strike for truth and right the same !
Though night and storms and foes surround,
And threathiing clouds sink darkly down,
Ouwaal and upward press anew,
To truth and right for ever true !
New Yoiiu, April, 1S47.
SlMPTEll S SOITII CAROLINA.
It is in the month of August, in the year
1780. South Carolina lias recently suf
fered under L-rc-at alilictinns. The expedi
tion of the liriti.-.h army, from the North,
under Sir Henry Clintoii and Lord Corn
wallis, lias been successful in obtaining
possession of Charlestown, in compelling
the surrender of our American General
Lincoln, and in overrunning the entire pro
vince, until its subjugation is nearly com
plete, and it is once more considered a
British province. So conclusive and so
inalienable do the English generals look
upon this conquest, that they venture to
style the inhabitants British subjects, and
they call upon them to appear in arms, and
assist in the destruction of their Iriends and
brothers, 'vho are struggling in the holy
war of independence.
Now, however, there is a gleam of sun
shine breaks through Ihe thick clouds that
have darkened the horizon. Its light
spreads from hill-top to plain, and from
plain to valley from river to rock, and
from rock to rivulet, bringing joy to every
heart, and a smile to every lip. It is the
march of another American army into
South Carolina, led by Horatio Gales, the
hero of Saratoga and Stillwater. It is the
awakening of the inhabitants to the neces
sity and booefulness of resistance by the
darin-i couraje, unconquerable bravery,
and indomitable perseverance, of Sump
ter, Marion, and Morgan.
- Already have the Britibh troops felt se-
verely that South Carolina is not to be sub
dued, and never will she b-, while those
brave hearts pulsate with life.
Lord Cprnwallis occupies Camden as
his headquarters, while Gen. Gates now
this is the 11th of August is stationed at
Clermont, not many miles distant from him.
He has marched with bis troops Irom .ortn
Carolina, and only yesterday encamped in
his present position, which from its prox
imity to the enemy, must, before many
days elapse, bring on an important engage
ment. On the western bank of the Wateree,
some five leagues from Camden, we may
observe, a short distance from the road side,
beneath the friendly shade of the trees in
the field, a body of men, numbering soine
five or six hundred. 1 heir appearance is
warlike, for each man wears his bayonet
belt and cartridge-box, while at a short dis
tance from where they sit upon the ground
in groups, partaking of some homely lood,
there is a large number of muskets, stacked
in military order. A glance, however, is
sufficient to convince us that they are no
holiday soldiers, and that they are not the
well ted and comfortably ciau troops wno
serve under the command of the British
generals. It cannot be said that they are
in uniform, for among the whole ot tnern
it is only here and there that an occasional
military coat is seen. Each man is dressed
according to his means. Some there are
in straw hats, some in weather-worn caps;
some have on citizen's coats or round jack
ets, while some are entirely destitute of
coat or jacket. Some wear boots, and some
shoes, while others, od there are not a
few of them, appear with their lacerated
feet entirely unprotected, yet, notwithstand
ing all these disadvantages to whjch they
are subject, there is no murmering or dis
satisfaction among them. ' All is alacrity
and cheerfulness.. Their stalwart. frame,
inured to privation, testify to what they
re physically capable, and in the lines of
thefr sun-burnt countenances may be traced
the consciousness of rectitude, and the un
bending determination of men resolved, at
all sacrifices, to achieve a great and noble ob
ject. In the centre of this large group, a
little opart from the rest, is Gin. Sumpter,
the hero whose name is a spell with which
to kindle all the enthusiasm in their breasts,
or to carry terror to the hearts of the foe.
No gaudy apparel adorns his vell-lormed
person ; but humbly, almost as the meanest,
he is clad. His undress blue coat has well
nigh changed its color with hard usage, and
his foraging cap looks as if it had seen many
campaigns. . . : . .
He is surrounded by a few of his offi
cers, who, like himself, have been parta
king of the same coarse fare that has been
served out to the soldiers. They are dis
coursing of their trials in the past, their
hopes of the future, and of the present ex
pedition upon which they are engaged ;
which last is, to surprise a body of British
troops, who are conveying a quantity of
clothing, ammunition, and other stores to
Cornwallis' camp at Camden, and also they
have in view the capture of a small fort
upon the Wataree, within a mile of the
enemy's head quarters.
"VVe shall secure the convoy," Sumpter
observes, "and when it is ours we will be
able to provide our brave boys with shoes
and comfortable clothing."
"Heaven knows they want them badly
enough," a young officer (whose wardrobe
might be improved by being replenished)
replies: "there never were poor fellows
who have endured more, suffered less com
plainingly." "They have the noblest motive to fortify
their powers of endurance," Sumpter re- j
marks, as he casts his eyes proudly around j
him, the achievement of their country's
freedom! The night may be dark, gentle
men, but the morrow cotneth, and with it,
light and liberty'"
"The night has never been so dark,"
another officer exclaims, "but that we could
not see a beacon shining. The name of
Washington has been that beacon, nor has
Sumpter fiiiled to assist in dissipating the
gloom, even when it was darkest."
"I have only led those willing hearts,"
Sumpter says, "who hating tyranny have
lacked nothing but a leader to assist in de
throning it. Daily its power grows
weaker, and we way with confidence be
lipve that ere long it will cease to profane
"The presence of Gates, at the head of
our army," an old Major observes, "is an
assurance that Cornwallis and his hordes
will soon be driven from the boundaries of
"General," the officer who has before
spoken says, addressing Sumpter, "is it not
time our express arrived from Clermont?
We will not be able to make a successful
attack upon the fort without artillery."
"Fear not, Gates," Sumpter replies, "we
will doubtless hear from him before night
fall. Er morning we shall bo masters of
the convoy and the fort, or I know nothing
of the troops who follow me."
While the General is speaking he is ap
proached by a subaltern officer; accompa
nying whom is a modest looking female of
some nineteen years of age, and also a youth
whose age scarcely from appearance, ex
ceeds seventeen. The latter is dressed as
a soldier. His youthful breast is surmount
ed by the cross "belts and in his hand he
bears a musket.
Why tho' is the girl here? It is not
modest or seemly to be from amongst her
own sex and in the midst of crows. Let us
hear what brings her from a peaceful home
to seek the soldier's camp.
The subaltern tells the General that they
have requested an interview.
"What can I do to serve you my young
friends?" the General asks, with a half
smile at the boy's equipments.
"We were told, sir," the girl replies,
"that you are about to attack the fort, ot
the ford, below Caniden, and if you are,
my young brother, here, wishes permission
to be with you. .
"And why, my pretty maid !"
"Because 1 hm an American!" the boy
exclaims proudly while a blush mantles his
cheeks, "and because J have a lather and
an elder brother who are confined in that
fort and doomed to death for serving their
"They were with General Lincoln, sir,
in Charleston," the girl says, "and after be.
ing taken prisoners the British wanted to
make them desert their country, but they
took up arms again and having the misfor
tune to be -retaken, they have been senten
ced to die."
"What is your name, my good girl 1" the
General asks" in a tone of sympathy.
"Ellen Willard, sir, and my brother's
name is James "
"And how is it, Ellen, that you have
accompanied. him instead of remaining in
your peaceful home! The soldier's bi
vouac or the battle field is no place for such
"We are motherless, sir," she replies,
and none besides ourselves, are left at home.
We saw you pass our dwelling this morn
ing and learned from a friend the object or
your expedition. There was then a hope
in our hearts that the lives of our brother
and fathar would be saved. . James thought
it his duty to assist in that salvation, and I
thought so too, and I accompanied him lo
learn whether you will accept his servi
ces.". . .
n "I am young, sir," the boy remarks In
a pleading tone, "but, in fighting for my
country and my kindred 1 am very strong."
, "And are you willing, Ellen, to let this
brave boy hazard his life and to run the
risk yourself of being left desolate in the
"God Is his protector, sir, and mine!'1
ihe replies, "it is his duty, and in perform
ing that, heaven will regard hii motives
and will not inflict roort upon us than tbe
hrt can bear
"Heaven will jwotect1 you both, my
children ;" General Sumpter kindly says
as he checks a starting tear ; "nor will I
refuse. the willing aid of this bold boy ;
he shall strike a blow for the liberation of
his father, and if fate smiles upon U9 this
night he shall be folded to that father's
heart. But you, Ellen cannot stay with
us. I have a friend not far from hence,
under whose roof you can find shelter and
protection until you are assured of our suc
The thanks of brother and of sister are
warmly tendered, and after an affectionate
embrace and mutual prayer for the other's
safety, they separate, and Ellen departs un
der proper protection for the promised shel
It is not long after this incident that the
troops are summoned from their relaxation
and ordered on tho march to meet the ex
pected aid from the army at Clermont, or
to encounter the enemy's convoy. James
W'illard is in the ranks, and bears himself
as steadily as though he had been trained
An hour and more has passed, and the
approach of another body of troops is an
nounced to General Sumpter. In the dis
tance the rising dust shows where they
move, though they are not themselves per
ceptible. It is like an earth-bound cloud
freeing itself from its thraldom, and undu
lating towards the heavens. Nearer they
approach, and nearer, and the cloud be
comes denser and more dense. They can
not be the reinforcement from Gates, for
they are in an opposite direction. They
come from Ninety-Six, the way Ihe con
voy is to traverse.
There is no licsilalation in Sumpter's
mind as to w hat course to pursue, His
troops are formed, the word is given, and
they are advancing to meet the strangers,
whoever they are.
Now the cloud dears away, and we are
near enough to see them. There is the
scarlet uniform there are the British sol
diery there is the lung train of guarded
wagons which will be the victor'r prize.
Sumpter halts his troops for a moment,
and only for a moment, to address, them.
"Noble hearts of Carolina!" he says, as
he raises himself in his stirrups, "the enemy
are before us and they must be beaten !"
He is answered with a cheer.
' "In addition to being foes to our coun
try, they have in their possession what we
are most in need of. You see before you
arms and ammunition to supply hundreds
who are anxious to share our dangers and
our triumphs. You, yourselves, lack cloth
ing, shoes and food. These wagons con
tain all thut you require. They must be
ours. Advance '"
Boldly do the British regulars await the
threatened attack, and when it comes, they
do, for an iiiblant, make it recoil. That
first fire is terrible! Volley alter volley
sweeps in among the Americans.
"Forward! my boys," shouts Sumpter, as
"Sumpter ond victory !" is the response,
and like an avalanch they rush on, bearing
down before them all opposition.
There is again a pause, and a fight around
the British standard. Hand to hand and
desperately they struggle for that symbol of
national honor. iow it is borne proudly
aloft ; now it sways with the rush of men
in fatal conflict ; now it fullers, wavers,
falls to the earth, and behold ! the red
coals fly, the Americans are in pursuit,
while, at the same time the contested stand
ard is seized and borne aloft in triumph by
a mere stripling.
"Bravo, iny brave boy!" Sumpter cries,
as he gallops past James Williard, "Ame
rica can never he subdued while even her
boys fight so well."
The pursuit is over, the convoy captured,
and the flying enemy made prisoners.
Sumpter has resumed his march, and now
he has received the reinforcement for
which he has been looking. One hundred
conlinentials, and two pieces of artillery
have been added to his numbers, and he is
proceeding towards the fort upon the
It is now nearly sunset and the fort is
just in sight. ! the yellow light is falling
upon the massive walls, and the straggling
soldiers, as they lean over the parapet, are
tinged with a golden hue. The British
standard is hauled up to the tall flag start,
and as it catches the evening breeze that
rolls inwards, it floats broadly and mag
nificently, It is not the first standard of
the kind that has waved proudly this day.
One is already the spoil of a conqueror;
this may be so too! Will it! We shall
see. . . - f
There are no more straggling soldiers
now in that fort. All is preparation and
anxiety. The cannoniers stand lo their
guns and wait but the orders of their supe
rior to let the iron monsters vomit forth
their freight of death and fire;
The fort is invested the garrison is
summoned to surrender. They refuse In
dignantly, and send their defiance to the
assailants in discharges of musketry and ar
tillery. This is answered again and again,
until not a man in the garrison dares show
his head above the walls.
"We shall batter the walls about their
ears, in time," Sumpter observes lo the old
Major, "but the operation takes too long for
our patience. We must storm their Works."
"Only give the order," isthe reply, "and
you shall see it done. We haVe secured
ladders, enough for a storming party, and
the rest can follow in their wake."
James Willard has been standing within
hearing; of this conversation! He now
rodestly approaches the. General. "May
ask a favor of you, General Sumpter Vi
he says, as he gazes anxiously in bis com
"Ifou may command any favor' that I
can reasonably grant, my brave boy j"
Sumptet1 kindly replies, as he places his
band affectionately on bis head "your
courage o-day mni all my good will."
"Let me be among the first to mount the
wall," the boy exclaims, "I wish to be the
foremost to say to my father and brother
that they are at liberty again. May I join
those who go first?" -
"You may, my noble fellow, you may."
Sumpter replies, as he presses his hand
warmly. "I would not thwart your holy
impulse, or your manly daring, to save my
self a .wound. Let the men secure their
The storming party are now prepared to
advance, and wait but for the word. Their
arms are in theii1 hands, and their ladders
thrown over their shoulders. Young Wil
lard stands in the front rank.
"Trust entirely to the bayonet, my lads,"
Snmptcr says, as he rides up to them,
"Trust entirely to the bayonet, and do not
stop to fire."
They smile in acquiescence, but give a
glance of impatience for the word to ad
vance. , .
"Now stormers, forward!" the General
cries, and they dart forward at a run.
Those in the fort see them advancing,
and a hail-storm of bullets greets them on
the road ; but they do not pause or quail.
Onward ! onward they press, until the lad
ders ore planted firmly against the walls.
Now they mount them rapidly James
Willard takes the lead. Up, up, he goes,
till he reaches the parapet, where the ene
my cluster around him and aim a crowd of
blows at 'his almost unprotected head.
See there! how they rain upon him ! That
last he bends beneath that last, which
went crushiug on his crown. No! no!
his musket stock has saved him! and now
he leaps the walls followed fast by his brave
"Bravo, mv men, bravo!" cries Sump
ter, as he, too surmounts the ramparts and j
takes a part in the affray. "One charge
more, and the fort is ours!"
That charge is made boldly and vigor
ously, and the flag comes rattling down
from the tall flag-staff the foe cry for
quarters, and the fort is surrendered. A
few moments afterwards-, James Willard
unlocks the dungeon doors with his own
hand, and rushes to the arms of his brother
"There is your saviour!" he cries as he
points to General Sumpter, who has just
entered the doorway to participate in the
joy of his young friend. "There is the
boast and the hope of South Carolina!"
BATTLE OF WAGRAM.
. . . . ar irEa.M.r.
Ear'y in the morning., the Austrians taking
advantage of Iheir success of Ihe day before
commenced the attack, nnd thu thunder of
their funs ut day-light brought Napoleon in
to his saddle. The field was again alive with
charging squadrons, and covered with men,
the conflict raged without a moment's cessa
tion. Every where, except against the Aus
trians' left, tho French were defeated From
the steeples of Vienna, thrJ multitude gazed
on the progress of the doubtful fight, till they
heard thu cheers of their countrymen above
the roar of cannon, driving the flying enemy
before them, when they shouted in joy, and
believed the victory gained, But Napoleon
gallopped up, and restoring order in the dis
ordered lines, ordered Davoust to make a
circuit, and ascending the plateau of Wagram
carry Netisieilel. While waiting the result
of this movement, on the success of which
depended nil his future operations, the French
lines under Napoleon's immediate charge
were exposed to a most scourging fire from
the enemy's artillery, which tore them into
fragments. Unable to advance, and too dis
tant to return the fire, they were compelled
to stand, as idle spectators, and see the can
non-shot plough through them. Whole bat
talions, driven frantic by this inaction in the
midst of such fearful carnage, broke and fled.
But evory thing depended on the infantry
holding firmly their position (ill the effect of
Davoust s assault waa seen. Yet, nothing
but Napoleon s heroic bravery kept them
steady. Mounted on his milk-white charger
Euphrates, given him by the king of Persia,
he slowly rode baekwarJ and forward befoie
the liner, while the cannon balls whistled
and rattled like hail-stones about him cast
ing ever and anon an anxious look towards
the spot where Davoust wa expected to ap
pear with hia fifty thousand brave followers.
For a whole hour he thus lode in front of his
men, and though they expected every mo
ment to see him shattered by a cannon ball,
he moved unscathed amid the siorm. At
length Davoust was seen charging like fire
over the plateau of Wagram, and finally ap
pear with his cannon on the further side of
Neusiedel. In a moment the plateau was
covered with smoke as he opened .his artille
ry on the exposed ranks of ihe enemy. A
smile lighted up Napoleon's countenance, and
the brow that had been knit like iron during
the deadly strife of ihe two hours before, as
word was constant brought him' bf his suc
cessive losses, and the steady progress of the
Austrian cleaied up, and he ordered Mac
donald, wilh eight battalions, to march straight
on the enemy's centre, nd pie roe it. :..
JCHAROEPF MaCDO.sMUh ; , :
This formed the crisis of the battle, and no
ooner did the Archduke see Ihe movement
of this terrible cqlymn of eight battalions,
composed of sjxtoen (housand men, upon , hie
centre j than be knew that the hour of Eu
rope's destiny arid of hi own army had ar
rived. He Immediately doubled the lines at
ihe threatened point, end brought op the re
serve cavalry, white iwe" hundred cannon
were wheeled around the epotson which such
destinies bung ; And Opened tedy fire on
the appreachinf retime MaHorald Irone-
diafely ordered a hundred cannon to precede
him, and answer the Austrian batteries, that
wept every inch of the ground like a storm
of sleet. The cannoniers mounted their horses
and starting on a rapid trot with their hund
red pieces, approached to within a half can
non shot, and then opened on the enemy's
ranks. The column marched tip to this bat
tery, and whh it, at its head, belching forth
fire like some huge monster, steadily ad
vanced. The Austrians fell back, and closed
in on each other, knowing that the final strng.
gle had come. At this crisis of the battle,
nothing could exceed the sublimity and ter
ror of the scene. The whole interest of the
armies was concentrated here, where the
incessant and rapid roll of cannon told how
desperate was the conflict. Still Macdonald
slowly advanced, though his numbers were
diminishing, and the fierce battery at his
head was gradually becoming, silent. En
veloped in Ihe fire of its antagonist, the guns
had one by one been ' dismounted, and at
the distance of a mile and half from the spot
where ho started on his awful mission, Mac
donald found himself without a protecting
battery, and the centre still unbroken. March
ing over the wieck of his guns, and pushing
the naked head of his column into the open
field, ond into iho devouring cross fire of thd
Austrian artillery, he continued to advance.
The carnage then became terrible. At every
discharge, the head of that column disappear-
ed, as if it sank into the earth, while the j
outer ranks, on either side, molted away like j
snow wreaths on the river's brink. No pen j
can describe tho intense anxiety with which j
Napoleon watched it progress. On jest such
a charge rested his empire at Waterloo, and
in its failure his doom was sealed. But all
tho lion in Macdonald's nature was roused,
and he had fully resolved to execute, the
dread task given him or fall on the field. Still
ho towered unhurt amid this falling guard,
and with his eye fixed steadily on the ene
my's centre, moved sternly on. At close and
fierce discharges of these cross batteries on
its mangled head, that column would some
times stop nnd stagger back, like a strong
ship when smitten by a wave. The next
moment the drums would beat their hurried
charge, and the calm, steady voice of Mac
donald ring back through his exhausted ranks
nerving them to the desperate valour that
filled hia own spirit. Never beforo was such
a charge made, and it seemed at every mo
ment that tho lorn aud mangled mass must
break and fly.
The Austrian cannon ore gradually wheel-
ed around tiil they stretch away in parallel
lines like two walls of fire on each side of
this land of heroes, and hurl an incessant
tempest of lead against their bosoms. But
the stern warriors close in and fill up the
frightful gaps made at every discharge, nnd
sun press torwaru. aiacuonaid lias commu-
nicated his own settled purpose to conquer
or die, to his devoted followers. There is
no excitement no enthusiasm such asMurat
was wont to infuse into his men when pour
ing on the foe his terrible cavalry. No cries
of "Vive I'Empereur," are heard along the
lines; but in their place is an unalterable
resolution that nothing but annihilation can
shake. The eyes of the army and the world
are on them, and they carry Napoleon's fate
as they go. But human strength has its limits,
and human efibrt the spot where it ceases
forever. No living man could have carried
that column to where it stands but tho iron
hearted leader at its h:ad. But now he halts
and casts his eye over his little surviving
band that stands all alone in the midst of the
enemy. He looks back on his path, and ns
far as the eye can reach, he sees iho course
of his heroes by the black swaih of dead men
that stretches like a huge serpent over the
plain. Out of the sixteen thousand men with
which he started, but fifteen hundred are left
beside him. Ten out of every eleven have fal
len, and tiere at length the tired hero pauses,
and surveys with a stern and anxious eye his
few remaining followers. The heart of Na
poleon slops beating at thu sight, and well
it-may, for his throne is where Macdonald
stands. He bears the Empire on his single
brave heart he is the Emtibb. Shall he
turn at last, and sound the retreat ? The fate
of nations wavers to and fro, far, like a speck
in the distance, Macdonald is seen still to
pause, while the cannon are piling the dead
in heaps around him. ''Will he turn and JiyV
is the secret and agon i.-in j question Napoleon
puts to himself. The Empire stands or falls
with him, but shall stand while Ae stands.
Looking away to where his Emperor sits, he
sees the dark masses of the Old Guard in
motion, ttnd the shining helmets of the brave
cuiressierssweeping to his relief. "Forward,"
breaks from his iron lips. The roll of drums
and ihe pealing of trumpets answer the vol
ley thut smites ihat exhausted column, and
the next moment it is seen piercing the Aus
trian centre. The day fs wou the Empire
saved and the whole Austrian army is in
- Such was the battle of Wagram, and such
the charge of Macdonald. 1 know of nothing
equal to it, except Key's charge at Water
loo, and that was uot equal, because it failed.
, On riding over Ihe Viciorous field, Bona
parte came where Macdonald stood amid his
troop. As his eye fell on the calm and col.
lected hero, he slopped) nnd holding put hi
hand laid, "Shake hunis. Macdonald-no mart
hatred bet ween ut .mx must hence forth be friends
and at pltdgt of my sincerity, I will tend your
Marshal t itaff, which you have to gloriously
tamed " The frankness and kindness of N
poleon effected what all hi neglect and oe!d
ness bad failed to do subdued him. Grasp
rag bio bead, and with a mie ebnke with
emotion, which the wildett uproar of battle"
could never agitate, he replied, "Ah t ;
Kith ut it is henceforth for lift and dtath."
Noble man 1 kindness could overcome him
in a moment. It is no wonder that Bonaparte
felt at last that he had not known Macdonald's
THE HISTORY OF A GLUTTON.
An incredible glutten. Joseph Krolonicker,
died at Hefeld in the year 1771, (born at
Passau) who has shown hia rapacity for gor
mandizing in many houses ht Hanover. This
wonderful man os early as his third year ate
stones to appease his hunger. His parents,
and even his grandmother had been stone
eaters. According to tho judicial declara
tion of his wife, he was never satisfied except
when he mixed stones wilh his food, of
which he had constantly a supply about him.
Yes, ho was once about going to Holland,
and having heard that stones were not plenty
there, he took several hundred weight with
him. This man wa9 always hungry, and
therefore ate the whole night. Tho longest
interval from satiety to hunger again, was
one hour and a half. He was able to con
sume at one meal seventeen herring, anil as
many quarts of beer without taking into the
account an equal portion of bread. At one
time he atn to calves one boiled, Ihe other
roasted, in the space of eiht hours. At
Brunswick, he ate at the castle, twenty-five
pounds of ronsled beef besides having eaten
berorc fivo r.Jltions j,, a rcectnry. H0 as0
a!f! otnor tilillgS) such 8S m,tas QnJ yet
ha would t;ot cal cat-fish. towards which he
had cn unconquerable aversion. Krblouicker
who was in his youth a soldier, when quarter
ed, on account cf his unheard of appetite,
was counted as eight men. It is wonderful,
bat his passion fur eating saved his life ! for
in an engagement he was struck by a bullet
in the abdomen, but this being full of stones,
the ball rebounded, and he was but slightly
wounded. After his death it was found by
dissection, that his bowois contained a mul
titude of metals and some flesh ; also a pound
I and a half of stones.
GREAT MEN'S MOTHERS. ;
LonDlUco.v. His mother was daughter
to Sir Anthony Cooke ; she was skilled in ma
ny languages, and translated and wrote seve
ral works that displayed learning, ocuteness,
and taste Hume the historian, mentions his
mother, dnughterof Sir D. Falconer, President
of the Collate of Justice, as a woman of "sin
gular merit," ond who, although inthe prime
of life, devoted herself entirely to his educa-
j tica. Siieridax. Mrs. Francis Sheridan was
a woman of considerable abilities. It wait
writing a pamphlet in his defence, that first
j introduced her to Mr. Sheridan, afterwards
her husband. She also wrote a novel highly
praised by Johnson. Schiller. His mother
was an amiable woman she had a strong
relish for the beauties of nature, and passion
ately fond of music and poetry. Schiller was
her favourite chrlil. Goethk thus speaks of
his parents i;I inherited from my father a
certain sort of eloquence, calculated toenforco
my doctrines to my auditors; from my mo
ther I derived the faculty of representing nil
that the imagination can conceive, with ener
gy and vivacity." Loru Euskixe' mother
was a woman of superior talent and discern
ment; by her advice, her son betook himself
lo the bar Thomson ; Mrs. Thomson was a
woman uf uncommon natural endowments,
with a warmth and vivacity of imagination
scarcely inferior to her son. UcEaHAAVK't
mother acquired a high knowledge of medi
cine. Sir Walter Scott ; His mother, Eli
zabeth, daughter of Dr. Rutherford, W. S:,
was a woman ol accomplishment. She had
a good tasto for, and wrote poetry, which
appeared iti print in I7S3 Napoleon's fa
ther was a man of no peculiar mind ; but his
mother was distinguished for her understand
ing. Lord Morni.ncto.v, Iho father of the
Wellesleys, was an excellent musician, and
no more, but his lady was remarkable for
her intellectual superiority. The father bf
the Emmets in Ireland, was a babbler, but
the mother was a singularly intelligent per
son. The fate of two of her sons wa unhap
py, from their republicanism, but tho three
were possessed of the most striking abilities'.
SucRinAx's father was a weak creature, as
his whole career showed ; the genius descen
ded from iha mother Yoino Napoleon is
the son not of his father's mind, but of Maria
Louisa's he is an Acstuia.
The moral to be drawn from this is, if men
desire to have clever sous, let them marry cle
ver women. But the experiment may be peri
lous for tho present time , and if Ihey-wish
to lead quiet lives, they may perhaps better
let it alone.
'What under the sun can be the eause of
that bell ringing lo-day?' said young Sam,
to hi friend, as ihey approached a country
village; . .
'If I was to express an opinion on iho ob
ject,' returned Isaao solemnly. I should say
it i my deliberate conviction, that Somebody
was pulling tbe rope.'
0a Kieo to Everybody. There J r6 thing
like kindness. It ewetens everything. " A
aingle look of love, a smiley grasp of ibe
hand, has gained more friends than both
wealth or learning. Charity suflerelh long
and is kind." See 1 Car. tiL t ,V'-.v !i
A girl named Catharine Cole, an Inmate' of
the Lawrence poor bouse, recently starved
herself lo death. ' No persuasion eonld ra
duce ber lo take food .--Boston 7VewlIT.
ilo. At x. BUniay, Governor of IJineo(e .
left tUrtisburg fot hi new borne or tbe ft'b