QUEEN OF MAY.
With flight* of singing birds went hj
The rosy hours of girlhood’s day,
When lb my nati* bonn, bf nbfipJo bods and floyrert, i
Thsy wo*f a a wwaih to crown tho Qmaeoor aiay.
Like alrr sprites the ’ • # v '
They brought to cheer andgM »® W*n oi.Maj. k
Thoogh years bare flown and time has strown *
JLr raven locks, with flakes of gtay;
Tend mem’ry brings the houri of buds and, blOBSom-sqowers,
When I was crowned the happy tyxeon of May. r
mtilUns
THE PRAIRIE SCOUT.
BYSVLVASCa COBB, JR.
I left Port Snelling on the first day of Au
gust, and took my course to the southwest
through (he northern part of lews, meaning
to strike the Missouri where the great Indian
mounds are. I followed the Bfde Earth
River two days, a distance of a hundred miles,
and after this I traversed a track of uneven
bluff. On- the fourth day I entered on a vast
prairie, and had. it not been for the sun, 1
should have needed a compass, I ihad a
compass, however, having been advised by
those who knew, never to travel over these
regions without one. I had seen prairie land
before, but this was the first lime I bad seen
one literally boundless to tbe sight, save by
the horizon. My course was now south
west, and after stopping a few minutes to
naze upon the strange scene, I started on.—
My horse was a powerful one,and beseemed
to be a very knowing one, 100, for I am eure
he stopped twice of his own accord for me
to consider whether I was right or not.
Hv twelve o’clock, noon, I was to have
reached a camp; but noon came, and no
camo was in sight. Could I have missed the
wav ' 1 looked at the sun, and was sure I
was right. While I was thus considering, I
noticed a sort of break in the tall grass a
short distance to my left, and having reached
n. I found it to be the place where there had
been a camp. Of course f understood the
matter now. The camp I was to have found
had boken up, and 1 must guess my way, (or
1 had only been directed to this point, having
been left to obtain (he rest of mv information
here, But I spen 1 not much time in thought.
1 knew nearly the direction of the mounds,
and knowing (hat I must strike me Missouri
Somewhere t kept on in the same course un.
tu my watch told me it was four o’clock ;
and : was on the point of slopping and let
ting my horse rest, when my eye deleted a
clump of trees a little to my right. I knew
i must be one of those oases met with in
ihese vast prairies, and at once turned mv
horse s head towards it. The noble animal
Knew my intent well, for he pricked up his
ears and started into a swift gallop. When
l reached the oasis, I found it to be a small,
rocKv elevation, coniaining some seven or
eigtv. acres, tfnd thickly wooded, and, what
was more pleasing still, 1 saw a curl of smbke
above the trees 1 soon found a beaten path,
and having sione a few rods, I came to a
srnal log hui, at the door of which sal an
old man smoking a pine lie bade me wel
come in me warmest terms, and asked me
to dismount and sion wnh nun. He showed
me wnere I could secure my horse, and
having attended to the comfon dfrhe animal,
1 entered the hut. li was a small concern,
not over ten leet snunre, anc was formed
Di lout stout poles driven into the ground
at the four angles ol a square, and meeting
at me lop ; and the walls were formed by
logs laid up against these, and secured at
the corners. Within mere were any quan
tity of buffalo skins, and also a very good
sort of a fireplace. My host was a tall, pow
erfully built man, between sixty and seventy
vears of age, with hair as while as snow, and
a lace verv strongly market 1 introduced
mvsel., and gave him mv name and business,
ana ne told me that his name was Philip
broc.
Alter we had chatted awhile, the old man
went a; work to get some suppet. He built
a tire, and as soon as there was a sufficient
quaninv o( coajs, he unrolled a fresh buffalo
hide, and having taken therefrom a rump of
the animal, from which the hide had been
taken, ne cut ofi some slices and placed them
on the coan While these were broiling, he
eo; out some bread, salt, etc., from an old
chest, and I ale a supper, than which I never
relished one belter m my lift.
Alter this we walked over the oasis, ft
was a lovely spot, with a spring of pure
snarkung water, and a goodly growth of
faickorv trees, from which Brock gathered
nut-* He also had a cornfield in a good
state oi cultivation, but it was small, for the
owne- knew not how goon he might move
awa;. After we had returned to the hut, I
asked him how long he had been in this
sectior.
" Ever since 1 was one and twenty,” he
rcoliec ; and I thought his voice assumed a
sao tone as his mind was thus carried back
to ms youthful days, “ 1 came here from
Massacnuselts, and ever .since lived amid
tnese great solitudes.”
koine further conversation was held, and
•ben 1 asked him what those wig.like look
ing (nings were I saw hanging up over his
bee There were some four or five and
twentv of them hanging there, looking tike
wigs made from hair of horses’ tails. His
lace grew bark with a heavy frown as I asked
the question, and his eyes burned with a
strange fire
“l oose,’ he uttered, in a hoarse whisper,
” are scalps / Scalps 1 have torn from In
dians’ heads, dead and dying, Bee there
are twenty-five of them.”
" And you a/ew thehi all
" Yes.” ;.
” All at once V •
“ No, sir. I -have been a long while gath
ering those trophies up.”
A few moments’ silence, and then he. re
sumed
11 Of course you are, c'un'otis ,16 krioV
about this, and if you have a mind to listen
I have no objections to explain it. I told
you 1 came here when I was pne and twenty
I came because one I loved, as life itself
came before me. John Garland and his wife
and one child, came out to
for that child I followed them,Within
years from the time .that ,1 carpQ,,!hQlh (be
fatheriand the mother died* and Martha Gar
®ntL*a9 i®* l alone with me-'-the pi lest of
Bt. Edwards united,us—and (hpn spnght
a home further west, Wc were happy, for
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PUBLISHERS & PROPRIETORS.
TOEUSBOEOUGII, TIOGA COrSTY, PA., THURSDAY MORNING, MAY 22, 1860. .
rt?e. hid'nb tone’to'hate, and all living.(oloye.
We had a daughter, whpti) We called Elifca,
but she only remained with us a few ye'ara.-
When she 'had leard'ed tto' knoW our' loves,
end when the first blooraofintellect had
mantled hbr brow, and'lighted up her dark
eye, she faded away and died. Another
child wab bOrn tO girl—who re,
mained with ds a few years, and- then she,
100, died; At length we were'blessed with a
son. He grew top healthy and strong, and
he took the place of alLwe had loved and
lost. We called him Philip, and when he
1 was only four years old, he could rest my
‘rifle oveT his father’s shoulder, and hit a
tree at ten rods. When he was five yedrs
old, a pahy of Crow Indians came along and
camped near our cabin. I gave them pow
der and shot, but I would not give them
rum. At night they seized me while I slept,
and bound me hand nod fool, and then they
took my wife—and—and child, and carried
! them away.” !
The old man stopped and wiped a tear from
[ hie eye, and then while his voice assumed a
deeper (one, he added:
“ O, I' cannot tell the agony of that mo
-1 menl—of that hour! 1 strained with all my
power; I called upon God to help me ; and,
you will not wonder, I cursed the power
which held me! The red demons laughed
and howled at me as they searched my col,
for rum. They found some in a jug j some
which I only kept for times of need—-for I
never poured the fire down my throat—they
found this, and having drank it all up, they
threw the jug at me, and then started off, —
My wife held out her arms,to me, and said :
“ Help me, my Philip!.” And my little
boy held out his hands, and cried: “Papal
papa!’ ”
Here the old scout bowed his bead and
wept aloud.
“ O,” he murmured, in choking accents
“ who can tell such agony as 'hat with a
whole heart ! 1 heard the last shriek of my
wife, the Inst cry of my bov, and then 1 faint
ed. When f came to myself, I was still by
the tree, hanging forwards with my whole
weight upon my bound hands ; and just as I
was fairly regaining my consciousness, I fell
forward upon my face. The knot in the
leathern thong had gradually loosened and
given wily. As soon as I could collect my
energies, I started off in pursuit of the sav
ases. I followed their trail as far as the
Missouri, and there I lost it; and 1 never
saw my wife and jjhild again. But I swore
a deadly vengeance against the Crows. 1
swore tha/ not ooeof them should cross, mv
pan, «nd live—and I have kepi my oath.—
That was thirteen years ago. Since then I
have had no settled home. 1 have lived
here longer than I ever, lived in any one
place before, since that fatal hour. Most
of ihe lime I have been employed by Gov
■ernmentngainst the Indians. I know every
crook and turn of their haunts about here,
and I have served as a scout for the .fort. —
These scalps are all Crows; but these do not |
■ell ihe number I have slain, for many a Crow
has fallen by my rifle whose scalp I could
not gel.” v
As soon os the old man became composed,
he gave me some account of his adventures
while out scouting among the Indians ; and
he continued his account until we were star
tled by the sound of pattering rain upon the
roof. We went to the door and found that
the heavens were black.as ink, and the rain
falling fast. My horse was pul under a lit
tle shed, with Brock’s cow, and then we re
turned to the hut. It was now after ten
o'clock, and we prepared to retire. The old
man spread out his buffalo robes, and I had
laid down, when there came a rap upon the
door. He went and opened it, and I heard
him talking with soma one without. Sqon
he came to me and caught me by the arm.
“ Friend,” he uttered, in a quick, husky
voice, “ you must gel up ; there are two
Crows at the dodr! 1 cannot let them in,
nor will I drive them away in such a storm
as this. One of them is a woman. Let them
in if, you, will,”
“But you will not kill them here?” 1 said,
/earing that his enmity.might overpower
him.
■and the tnooh %a 8 shinirig full ■ and bright
sojve could Se¥ the' motion' bf lhe
Writ sleSpe’rs. If ßjft' soda' all was still again,
apdoneh'fporertay back'. 1 Again I awbli,
And if told him if he Would stedp how, I Would
watch!'' • 1 ' ' ; .
“ Very well,” Ijo replied, ‘Ttis hear trioWir
ipg.andifyouhave a mind to remaih awake,
Twill catch a'n4p.’ r ' ' • ,- ' 1 '
..Ltoldhim 1 -■would,.andJieaccQrdingiy
lay back ? -pod ,wps had no
idea bf such a ihmj, btif Vdfowsy spell
came, over - me, and I closed my eyes. I
remembered. i i afterwards i how the feeling
came, .and-, how I gradually; gaya gway .to it.
When I awoke, thedpyiigfit was, struggling
faintly through.the small window, and I was
sure some movement had aroused me. I
cast my eyes towards my companion, end a
low, quick cry escaped my lips, as I fsaw
one of the Indians .kneeling directly by .bis
side. My cry awoke the old man, and he
started up.
‘‘Ho! my,pistol I” he cried, grasping the
intruder by the throat, apd reaching his
hand towards me, “ Shoot the demon !” he
gasped.
At this, (he second Indian sprang to his
feet, and leaped towards the spot where we
lay,-and juft as I had cocked one of the pis
tols, the .woman—for woman it was .who knelt
by the scout’s side—spoke:
' “ Philip I” she said in a choking, gush
ing tone, “ Philip I Ah, art thou not my
Philip ?”
With a cry like a startled bird, Philip Brock
started to his feet, and with the grasp of a
giant he raised the woman up.
“ Speak again I” he grasped.
Apd again she spoke, and again she pro
nounced that same name.
“ Once—once more ! O,.speak once
more I”
“ Philip !” And as she. spoke thus, she
threw her arms about.the old man's neck and
burst into lenrs.
“ Martha I Martha I” was nil the old scout
spoke. He knew now whom he held lo his
bosom. J carefully eased the hammer of the
pistol down, and then I arose tq my feet. —
The oiher seeming Indian I cottld now see
plainly. He was a youth, and that'the paint
had been wiped from his face, he looked no
ble and handsome. Wilh a tearful eye and
trembling limbs he gazed on the scene before
him, and 1 could see the stout cords in his
neck work with the deep emotion that moved
his soul.
A iWlfa in ln
■■-■-<■ Eltfgeta. , ■
Tbe,4eed„sa accomplished. My, wile has
,got a piano, “and npw farewell the tranquil
mi ndrr/a?ewfel l : cqntent and .the qvening pa
pera, «nd : the big segars. that make ambition
virtue-f-oh, farewell j And oh, ye niorial en
gines, whoserude ihroatvihe,immortal Jpye’s
dread clamors counterfeit.” ,; But,atop,l can't
bid them farewell, for. one, qf them has juat
come. ,it came on a dray. .Si* .men carried
it into the parlor, andit grunted awfully.. It
weighs a. ton, shines like a mirror, and has
carved' Chpids climbing, up its legs, • And
such lungs—whew 1 . My wife-has commen.
ced tb practice, and' the first limeahe touched
the ma'chine I, thought wa 'were in the midst
of a thunder storm, and the‘lightning had
struck’ ttte crockery chest. "The cat, with
tail erect, took a 1 liee line- but of the house,
demolishing a six shilling pane of glass.
Thq baby awoke'; the little‘fellow triad his
bested beat the instrument-, but he didn’t do
it—it beat him,,
A teacher has been introduced into. the
house. ■' He says he is the last of Napolean’s
grand army. He wears, a huge moustache,
looks at me fiercely, smells of garlic, and
goes by the name of Count Run-away-and
never-come-back-again-by, He played ex
■ tract de Opera the other night. He run his
fingers through bis hair twice, then grinned,
then he cocked hi? eyes up at the ceiling like
a monkey hunting flies, then down came one
of his fingers, and I heard a delightful sound,
similar to (hat produced by a cockroach tipdn
the tqnor string of a fiddle, Down came an
other, and I was reminded of the wind whist
ling through a .knot, hole in a hen coop. He
touched Jiis thumb, apd I thought I was in a
peach oichafd listening to the braying of a
jackass;. Now he run bis fingers along the
keys, and I thought of a boy rattling a stick
upon a picket fence. AH of a sudden he
slopped, and I thought something had hap
pened.. Then came down ,bolh fisls, and oh,
Lord ! such a noise was never heard before.
I thought a hurricane had struck the house
and the walls were caving in. I thought I
was in a cellar and a tun of coal falling on
my head. I thought the machine hod burst,
when the infernal thing slopped, and I heard
my wife exclaim :
“Exquisite }”
“WhM the deuce is the mailer?”
The ahswer was—
So; 43.
“Why, dear, that’s La Somnambula.”
“D— l —n Somnambula !" thought I; and
the Count rolled up his sheet of paper.
.«. —. , . . • u^,v ,vj t me Sue ui me i
can’t make it look like anything else than a
rail fence wilh a lot of juvenile niggefs climb
ing over it. Before that instrument of lor
tore came into the house I coulc enjoy my
self, but now every darned woman in the
neighborhood must be invited to hear the hew
piano, and every time the blasted thing shrieks
out, like a locomotive with the bronchitis, I
have to praise its lone, and when the invited
guests are playing I have to say, “Exquisite!”
“Delightful I” ‘“Heavenly !” and all such
trash, while at the same time I know just as
much about music os a codfish. There ore
more tuning hammers than comfort in our
house, and—and I wish the inventor of the
piano was troubled with a perpetual night
mare, and obliged to sleep in one of bis in
struments nil his life.
Communications,
“O, my husband, see here is our Philip !
Patter ’ ome * mv no^e hoy, it is your
Perhaps my renders can imagine the scene
that followed. As for me, I could not see
plainly through my tears,'and my emotions
were too strangely overpowered to enable me
to distinguish much that was sobbed forth by
the re-united ones.
j .', ’ “• / For the Agitator,
pie qf $q Paae.' /
« No, no, Philip Brock is not a coward !
Go let thtm i,n.”
So 1 arose aod went to the door, and there
I found two Indians, 1 could not have (old
whether they were Crows,, Pawnees, ißlack
fools, or what; but 1 (old them to come in.-
They followed me into the hut, and as. sopn
ns they had removed-their.outer garments, 1
pulled a bench' up to the fire for .them, for
there was yet some fire upon the hearth.—
Oue of them was a woman, as the scout had
said, and the other a tall, stout man, whose
face was painted in many colors; they warmed
themselves awhile, aod then asked for a place
in which to lie. I showed them some spare
robes,.and soon afterwards'they were appar
ently asleep; - ' ;; 1
Once more I wont to my own ;place of
rest, and as I lay down, I noticed that BVock
had got his pistols, but I made no remark.—
I went to sleep without fear, and f think I
must have s|opl some hours, when a move
ment of my companion awoke me, and on
opening my eyes, I found him silting up.—
He had his pistols in his hands, and was
gazing towards the place where the Crows
lay.
“ What is ill’’ I asked.
Bui by-artd-by, when the sun was well up,
and the birds had opened Iheir matin songs,
the happy trio were to converse
freely.' 1 had meant to leave that morning,
but I could not resist l the urgent request held
out to me I d tarry. I heard the whole of
the wife’s story—how she was carried off,
away up towards the head waters of the Yel
lowstone ; how she had been enslaved there,
and how her son had been taken from her
and brought up by a Crow chieftain. At
length they came together once more—the
mother and son—and then they commenced
to lay their plans for escape. A year passed
away after this, and at the end of that time
the way was opened. The. youth—now a
powerful man—gathered such provisions as
he could find, and when the warriors set out
upon an expedition against the Flalheads, he
deserted from the party on the second night
out, and made his way back to the Crow
village. There he secured his mother, and
"having slain five bid warriors who opposed
him, he set out. At the landing he destroy
ed all the canoes but one, and that he took,
and for seven days, during which they had
been on the trail, they'Had only slept four
teen hours. When they stopped at the
scout’s cot to gain shelter from the drenching
rail), they little dreamed who lived there ; and
it was my pronouncing the old man’s name
when I first woke up during the night, that
startled the woman’s thoughts with a flash of
the truth.
As for myself I would rather put my head
under a tin pin and be drummed to sleep with
a pair of smoothing irons than hear “La
Spmnambula,”.or any other La thumped out
of a piano. Scatter pennies in, front of my
house, and draw together all the wandering
minstrels in the city—hand organs, banjos,
fiddles, tamborines, rattling bones and fish
horns. Let juvenile monkeys crawl in at my
windows in search of three cent pieces, let
me be awakened at midnight by the cry of
“murder,” ring the fire bells and have a devil
of a time generally—do all this, and [ will
not complain ; but banish the pianos. My
piano nasjgoi to go. lam going to launch
the infprnal machine out of the window the
first dark night; and my friends, I advise you
to sleep with cotton in your ears, for wfyen
she giyes her dying grunt you’ll think you
have fallen out of bed, or a fallen star has
gone to roost.o.n your housetop. For the in
formation of Young America, I will state
lhat the pieces, of brass! wire and ivory keys
jfbey ate welcome to, but the skeleton I want
for a refrigerator.— Exchange.
Before noon the wife and son succeeded in
removing-most of the staid from (heir skins,
end 1 could now see of the old man’s
loolfs in the stout youth.. And it did me
good to see Philip Brock gaze upon his sun ;
such a mixture of noble pride and hojy.
love, I never before saw. I remained wiih
them, until the next morning, and when I
was prepared to leqve, the, old scout assured
roe that I should not find him'there on my
return.
Tb? London Times gives a remedy ,lo
,make| balky horse draw, which proved suc
cessful. After all sorts of means, had been
tried and failed, it was suggested that a sim
ple reiiedy used in India should bo fried—
that is to gel a small rope and attach it to
onb of the fore feet' of the stubborn animal,
( tho person holding the end of the rope to ad
vance a few pace's, taking with, them the
fibrse’d foot, when as a matter of course, the
horse tnusl follow. • The suggestion was at
first ridiculed, but at last a rope was brought
ppd applied as described, when the horse im
.mediately and jn a,few minutes was
of sigh), mutjh Jo the amazement of the
crowc|.. The experiment is simple.aqd worth
, a. trial,
“ For,” said he, “I have no' wish for ven
geance ; and since those I love ore mine once
more, we will go where there is a little more
of civilization and-comfort.” - /
I set out amid wishes for my wellbre and
safety,-and several times after- I
did I look back upon (bar humble-cot; and
think of the wondrous joy -that was reigning
there. ' -
Although a printer may besetting all day,
yet in his-own way he may be a- great .trav
eler, (or at least -his hand is,)- As we shall
prove. A good prirrter wilfsel about 8,000
ems per day, or about 24,000- tetters.. .The
distance traveled ovenby his hnnd twill ave
rage about one fool- per letter,tgoing to. the
boxes in which they ard contained, andi of
course-returning; making two feet every-let
ter he sets.' l This -would roake a distance,
eaeh day, of- 48,000-(feefor alittle more than
nine miles -Who says the "Typo”: don’t
earn his bread and butter . -m
“—sh 1” he returned, in a whisper, “ do
.you think [ am blind 7 Suppose these cata
mounts come here to slay me 1— to revenge
the death of so many, of their tribe T”
“Nonsense;, Philip Brock,” I replied. “Do
you suppose—"'
•’-T-sh! .move now, Ha 1—
See that head come up 1”
One of the redskins did raise his. head as
he thus spoke. The storm had passed o'er,
An editor out West says: “If we have of
.fended, any man in the short but brilliant
course of bur public career, let him present
us a new,hat and auy.poiljjng more about it.”
' WE.fhu-it, in t his ‘World, 1 gain ft relish for
Truih atid virtue, if tie Would'be abje' to tasle
' tliat knowledge and perTec'Ubn 'which are
‘ “Instills,” 1 ariys"’ ftniodefn' phrlosopher,
“pre nke' toiihferfeit money, we can’t hinder
them beirigdffered'buf Web ft) hot comptelled
to lake them.” , - ,
have entered Kansas at
seizing upon the ballot box, controlled the
•lections-and elected such raenaa they spyv
fit. I^jla^rfMDianyuNqrlherp^-eeman,
.withithe; slightest; «pp|p«y>. f>f backbone sit
still and see such apt* onacjed in Kansas as
.bave beed'fpri .the lastityo,months, without
pxppriapcijnfe.a fteliflg.of.ifl.dignation against
therufßaiis of,the, Missouri Border backed by
Pjeicp’a, ((ablbel, at and office
holder* in a»,ery.,part.pf (lie,Union,! , Out
rpgea have .been.committed, ip Kansas that
would do justice (o .the. Reign of Terror, In
nocent anduooflendipg men havp been mas
sacred in cold,bjood, and if the actual real
denlSiCry oui agaiost (he, brutal murder of a
r Dow, a Brown Barber, Frank Pierce
aaysjheir, apis pro renolutiofiary and that the
United Rtates.forces will be called out, to help
.subjugate Kansas, if the Free State men are
100, much for the, hired minions of the Slave
Power. The people ia November next will
have something .to say about this matter and
their opinion may. pot exactly agree with that
of our (lew Hampshire Lawyer.
FRANK.
Mb: Editoh : The tild Jinn Democrats, in
order to keep alive‘their party; db'not fail to
call the Republicans all the .hard'haVnCk Im
aginable. That beautiful specimen’of bbrjth
erh'subserviency to the'black power; Arnold
Douglas has been puzzling his fertile brain
and has at last hit'upon ode that seems to
suit him, i.e. “Black 1 Republicans,” but we
Should remember that as long as a parly has
truth and justice on iis aide, its followers can
sustain their case by fair and' honorable nr
gument, and that they w jjever jesqrtto
calling names in order to prejudice theTramds
ofi the,htjnest they' clearly isee
the-utter injustice of the cause they advocate.
Butiwhilsl ourlmiort saving l opponents are
calling us.Sectionahsts, Fanatics and the like,
let us examine this Kansas matter and see
•who is the mqst deserving of blame.
The Louisiana Territory, including Ark.
nhsas and Missouri and the (erritories of Kan
sas apt! Nebraska, was bought of France in
180'S. -In 1819 Missouri applied’for admis
sion into the. Union with a pro-slavery consti
tution. The bill passed the Senate) and failed
in the House. In 1820 a bill was again
brought forward in Congress to-authorise the
people of Missouri to' form a’ State constitu
tion. An amendment was proposed requiring
that lh‘e constitution to.be formed Should, in
effect, prohibit the further introduction of
slavery. A majority of the House voted in
favor of the amendment a ’-majority of the
Senate against it. A compromise was at
length effected between the two parlies. An
act was passed which did not require that, the
constitution should contain any prohtbilioa of
slavery ;' but : by one of its sections slavery
was forever prohibited in all the territory once
called Louisiana north of 36 deg. 30 min.
north latitude except in so much of it as
should he included in the new Slate. The
passage of this act, commonly known as the
“Missouri Compromise’’ was considered a Iri
uniph by the south, for by virtue of it they
gained Missouri and Arkansas for slavery,
jwhich was more than they expected. This
line was fathered and earnestly advocated by
the great pacificator Henry Clay, and the en
tire South almost unanimously voted in favor
of it. By this act the slavery question was
considered to be forever settled in this Terri
tory, This compromise was a contract en
tered into by the North and South, and al
lowing that the “peculiar institution” has a
rigni \* - r li■ j
, , , r . .“ur public domain,
(which lam far from doi ofJ j , u . NT „,„, nn ’ f
no more than a fair equivalent, and in justice
it could not be broken without placing both
parties in the positions they respectively oc
cupied previous to 1820. Even admitting
slavery to be an institution of justice, fully
as much so as liberty, then the North by vir
tue of the Missouri compromise, received no
more than her due. The South immediately
commenced operations upon her portion and
for years it has Been celebrated only for the
enormous traffic in human souls that is car
ried on within its boundaries. The past has
amply demonstrated that in order for slavery
to flourish it must every now and then have
fresh Territory and as long as the rich lands
of Missouri remained uncultivated our south
ern friends in their hurry to get rich had not
time to cry out to Uncle Sam for more land,
but bye and bye the' slaveholders began to
crowd each other, and in 1854 we find them
asking the abrogation of the Missouri line,
for the fajr fields west of the Missouri they
all at once discover to be peculiarly adapted
to slave labor. I said in 1854 wo find the
South asking the repeal of the line of 1820,
thereby giving slavery an equal chance in
lands consecrated to freedom by a compact
of thirty-four years standing. The South
haying used up her part now asks to be ad
mitted a joint partner in ours. Now, can
any one, I care npl how much he may love
Pierce and his administration fail to see the
utter injustice of this move on the part of the
South? But as strange as it may seem, the
black power, backed up by Pierce, Douglas
& Co., after a long and stormy struggle
effected the repeal of the line of 1820, thus
wresting from freedom and transfering to the
slave oligarchy in violation of honor, plight
ed faith and solemn compact, territory equal
in extent to the old thirteen States, But says
Lewis Cass, when he made his famous bid
for the Executive chair in ’4B, “I think this
line is unconstitutional, and as my mind has
been undergoing a change, I begin to have
my doubts concerning the power of Congress
to legislate for the Territories,’’ and he was
sustained by all (he pro-slavery politicians
both North and South. A most wonderful
discovery > they certainly made I All the
Statesmen of the last half century admitted
the power of Congress to legislate for the
Territories, and the conslitilliobalily of this
line was never questioned until of Tate its ille
galily was nil at once discovered fiy the very
men that during thirty-four years had ac
knowledged it ns (tie supremo Jaw of the land;
But, if the Missouri compromise was so un
constitutional why don’t they place us where
we stood previous to 1830. ~ Let them abol
ish slavery in Missouri and Arkansas, (for
-both were free from it than) and then we will
.-talk, with them about the upconstilulio.nality
of the line of 1820; but this they are far
from doing. They have; got their portion,
used it up, and if they can but frighten its of
the North into quiet submission, they will ore
long be in full possession of Kansas and per
haps Nebraska, And further, oor popular
sovereignly, friends are not qoptent to Jet-the
,bona‘fido:.residents of, Kansas decide iippn
the character of their''domestic, institutions,
eVen after having toffi down 1 the act of 1820,
! but on the contrary, thotfsapds of Missourians
Administering Jostles.
A great lubberly boy had got a small pup
pey, apparently but a few months old, of
which he was trying to make a water dog,
although the poor ,beast had no more of the
water species in hipi than a cat. The boy
first threw in a cijiip, apd. then.ordered the
dog “to go and fetch it.’ > The little fellow
looked up in the tyjy’a face and wagged his
tail. The order jwas repeated; when the
dog still hesila|ingj the lubber seized him by
the (ail, aad threw him into the middle of
the pond.
The little animal scrambled to the shore
again as well as lip was able, where, moan*
ing and shivering jwith the cold, he crawled
up to his roaster, and endeavored to lick his
feet. Kicks and hi flats, despite our remon
strance, repaid .him for this demonstration of
love; and then fol owed apolher order “to
go and fetch it.” 'lj he dog now tried to crawl
away, when he seized him by the neck, and
stood ready to give: him another plunge. As
he held him for an instant, the poor creature
turned his head as well as was able, and ga
zing in his master’s face, said 1 so piteously,
by his looks, “ Oh, don’t do so again!”
that nothing but an extra share of inhuman
ity could have prompted the boy to repeat the
outrage. ,
The dumb appeal was disregarded. lie
was again thrown j into the dock, and was
most probably injured by the fall, for be
floundered about in a circle for three or four
minutes, as if bewildered, and afterwards
sunk several times before reaching the shore.
When he got to land again, he staggered a
few paces, and then fell exhausted on the
pavement. The hoy ran towards him, his
face flushed with passion, and was about to
inflict further chastisement on his victim,
when a burly, good natured, sailor-looking
man, who had been quietly watching the af
fair checked him.
“My lad, look here!’’ said he, pulling a
large orange from his pocket, and holding it
temptingly towards him. The boy paused,
and looked wistfully at the fruit. His eyes
glistened as he put his hand out to clutch tbo
proffered gift, when the sailor withdrew if,
and tossed it into the middle of the dock.—
"*V •” said he, turning
to the boy, “now, sir, go and tetcn u : mo
fellow shook his head, and began to-dlep
back. “Go and fetch it, I say,” repeated
the sailor, in a sterner voice, and advancing
a step or two. The young rogue now turned
on his heel, and was attempling to run, when
Jack seized him by the seat of his trowsers
and threw him plump into the middle of the
dock, with ns much ease, apparently, as ha
had done the orange. Our first impulse was
to interfere in the matter; but, on a second
thought, we came to the conclusion that as
justice had already been done in the premis
es, things might as well remain as they
were.
The Old .Han’s Visit.
TUvOovernor Reynolds, of Illinois, lias recently written a
work entitled, ‘*My own Times, Including a History of My
Life.” In an early chapter occurs the following touching
pofsago;—
“In 1853, I paid a visit to the Slate of
Tennesee, and made a pilgrimage to the home
of my infancy and childhood, the place where
onpo stood the frontier cabin of my father.
I now revisited the spot for the first time since
we bade it adieu in 1800, and removed to
Illinois. 1 had left It a mere boy—a care
less, happy boy. I returned to it in the wane
of life. More than half a century stood be.
tween these two points of time. During all
that long period of my humble, yet eventful
history, the home of my early years lived
fresh and green in my memory, just as I had
seen it in childhood. I had expected to fihd
the whole appearance of the country changed,
and was surprised that highly cultivated farms
with their elegant mansions, occupied a re
gion which I had seen covered with an al
most unbroken forest. But the most striking
featuresof the landscape remained unchanged.
The mountains were the same. The lofty
summits rose to the heavens, with the same
sublime grandeur that excited my awe and
admiration when a child. I knew the place
where our cabin had stood, though every ves
tige of its walls and roof had disappeared for
more tfian a generation ago. Nothing now
remained to, mark the spot, except a slight
elevation of the ground where the chimney
had been, and a lew flat stones that was once
our hearth.
I visited that hallowed spot alone. I stood
upon' the Hearth-stone pF my childhood.—
The memory of early days thronged around
my heart. It almost seemed as if 1 wero
ongo more a child, listening to the storiOs my
mother told me in the long winter evenings,
around that' very hearth. HoW well did [
remember telling her of my childish griefs,
qnd with what gentleness she chid my way
wardness, banishing thy every sorrow with
her affectionate,",soqihmg words. I almost
fancied that I could again feel her gentle hand
parting the luxuriant hair that shaded my
youlbffil brow, ond.her warm kiss upon toy
forehead and lips.
“I care nof who may sneer at Ihe conics
sipn, I wept like a child as I stood alpneiipon
■.that hea,rili-sione, pnd thought pf ppy Ypnfi,
my affectionate, ray sainted mpiher of yctre,”
What is it that causes a ebld'. ’c'uthS'd'fcOld
and pays the doctor! A draff. 11 ‘' von ' i- 1 '