BY D. A. & C. H. BUEHLER
VOLUME XXIII
The Old Oaken Racket.
This beautiful and popular aong or bal
lad, is said to have had its origin under the
following circumstances, which give it ad
ditional interest:
"Some years ago when Woodworth, the
printer, and several other "Old New York
ers," were brother typos in a printing of
fice, which was situated at • the corner of
Chestnut street and Chambers, there were
very few places in the city of New York
where one could enjoy the luxury of a re
ally "good drink." Among the few places
most worthy of patronage, was an estab
lishment kept by Mallory, on Franklin
street, on or about the same spot where St.
John's Hall recently stood. Woodworth,
in company with several particular friends,
had "dropped in" at this place one after
noon, for the purpose of taking some "bran
dy and water," which Mallory was famous
for keeping.
"The liquor was super-excellent, and
Woodworth seemed inspired by it; for,
after taking a draught, ho laid his glass
upon the table, (remember, reader, if you I
please, that in those "rare old times," 'a
man rarely met a friend without inviting
him to imbibe,) and smacking his lips, de
clared that Mallory's eau de vie was supe
rior to any that he had ever tasted. "No,"
said M., "you are quite mistaken; there
was one thing which, in both of our esti
mations, far surpassed this, in the way of
drinking." "What was that 7" asked
Woodworth, dubiously. "The draught of
pure, fresh spring water that we us.N.l to
drink front the old oaken bucket that hung
in the well, after our return from the la
bors of the field ou a sultry day in 811111-
".. tear-drop glistened for a moment in
Woolworth's eye. "True ! true !" ho re
plied, and soon after quitted the place.—
Be returned to the difFv, grasped the pen,
and in half au hour "The Old Oaken Buck
et," one of the most delightful Composi
tions in our language, was ready, in nlllllll
- W be embalmed iu the memories of
vicceeding generations."
The Old Oaken Bucket
I low deal t•. this heart are the scenes ut my child
When fond recoller prc•entw them to view !
Theurchard, the meadow. the deep tangled wild.
And every loved spat which my infancy knew;
The wideopreeiling pond, and the mill that shad
1•y it,
The bridge and the rock where the cataract fell;
The cail of my father, the d iiry•house near it.
And e'en the rude bucket that hung in the well ;
The told eaken buckit, the iron linueid bucket,
The atioas-coveird bucket, that hung in the
well.
musipenvered vessel I hail as a treasure;
Fur often at noon, when returned (rum the
field,
I found it the source of in exquisite pleasure,
The purest and sweetest that nature can yield.
now ardent I seized it, with hand. that were
glowing.
And quick b. the white pebbled bottom it tell
Then a wilh the emblem 0( truth overflowing.
And dripping with coolness, it rime front the
well;
The nkl oaken hueket, the iron hound bucket,
The moss-covered bucket arose irorn the well
Now sweet from the 'trete meetly brim to receive
As ['Meet, on the curb it inclined to my lips!
Not ■ full blushing goblet could tempt me to
leave it.
Though filled with the nectar the fabled god
SIDS.
And now, for removed from the loved situation,
The tear of regret will intrusively swell,
Ac (trey reverts to my (ether's plantation,
And sigh ler the bucket which bangs in the
well:
The old oaken bucket, the iron bound bucket.
musw-covered bucket which hangs in the
well.
PIWORKS/ 1 tv DEVOCRAC.V.-A great deal
has been lately said, especially by Young
America, of the Progressive character of
Democracy. Our opponents are fairly en
titled to their claim of Progress. But
then. they should not insist in the same
breath that they belong to the old school
of American Democracy. Nothing can
be more different than the Democracy of
the earlier days of the Republic and that
of the present hour. Batik. Tariff. &c.,
were once warmly supported by the Dem•
ocratic part). Now they are denounced
fill the distinguishing badges of Federalism.
The progress of the Democratic party from
their ancient creed. and their claims still
to he the genuine old American Democra
cy find a fair illustration in the following
anecdote :
"I say. Squire," !aid an individual. who
WAS indulging in the luxury of whittling a
pine stick in front of a tavern, "this hero's
tiny grandlather's jack-knife."
"No, not your grand-lather's, is it ?"
"Yes, it's grand-father's knife. sort in."
"What an old knife it must be! how
bare you kept it so long f''
"Why, there's been four new blades and
six new handles put to it since grand-fath
er's time , but iis the carne old jack-knife
all that."
Txa Bou.wrin ham the following. whieh
it considers "not bad." It is not, but it is
Joe Materiel', pace 01. sad much dutMbed :
We aceosted au "old wilt,". yesterday,
with :--
..Do you think it wiU rain to-day 1"
-He took a deliberate survey of the heat,.
ens, hitched up his itemisers, and looking
weather-wise, replied :
yes, I see by the wind, there is
east enough to raise a storm."
A bey vess lately asked. s. Who killed
Able 1" He promptly 'replied, General
Jackson." This equals the,, catecketieil
etantination or a led living in the wildest
orthe Green Mountains ; qatir e f erh,;;
,stsle,dia the tall bring mankiniii" asked the
teiteltei; .With a aunt rtieful expression
oftioneutnasee, the nrckin binned out, • Val..
lama." •
BEAUTIFUL SKETO.
I have worshiped blue eyes, and there
is no radiance so heavenly as that which
gleams from them. But black are more
bewildering; and when a shadow of melan
choly falls over the forehead, it softens
their beauty, while it does not dim thorn.
* * * * * *
If you will go with me now to a glen in
the Highlands and a willow shaded nook, I
will point out to you the very spot whore,
years ago, there stood a rude bench on
which ninny times I have seen the fair one
I write of sitting, and by which I once saw
her kneeling. Tho cotttage under the hill
is occupicd by strangers, and its broad hall
and large rooms now ring to the laughter
of those that know not whose gentle spirit
haunts their very chambers.
She was beautiful as a dream. Never
was a holier forehead shaded by raven tres
ses ; never were tresses so - gloriousas those.
If I tell you that I loved Sarah D----,
you will call me an enthusiast, and ascribe
my admiration to my passion. I did love
her, but only as a boy worships a being
very far above him. I used to lie at her
feet on the grass and gaze into her face,
and watch the play of her exquisite fea
tures. It was there I learned first how
high, and pure,and worshipful humanity
may be.
She was young and beautiful. What
need to add that she was loved, for such
as she lives on affection, and die for lack
of it I Her father devoted his fortune and
his life to her ; and she was an heiress to
a large estate. As might be expected she
had numberless suitors of every rank and
variety. I cannot now remember all of
them, although I kept the run of them tol
erably well. But of all, there were only
two that appeaied to have any prospect of
success ; and the village gossips were oc
cupied in discussing their relative chances.
Frank It— was.the gayest, best heart
ed fellow iu the world, and had you seen
him on his horse by the side of Sarah D----,
you would have said that he was made for
her, so wild was his laugh, and so joyous
her response. Yet, had you been behind
the closed shutter of the window in front
of the large white house. on the hill, as
they rode by, sad had you there watehod
the compressed lip, the broad, calm fore
head, the pale face, and the bearing of
Joseph S , as he saw them passing,
you would have prayed to God that that
fair girl might belong to that noble man,
even as I, a boy, then prayed.
God has answered my prayers. When
the long way was travelled o'er, and the
rugged and difficult steep surmounted—
when her fairy foot was pressing on the
rock at the summit of the hill of life,
and her eyes gazed into the deep blue
sky, witlea longing gaze, there, even there,
beyond the blue, his outstretched fume re
ceived her, and his embrace was heaven I
Go preach to blocks and stones, ya who
believe that love is of the clay I Go
preach to the dead, ye who deny the im
mortality of the affections. Go reason
with trees or images of wood, or with your
own motionless, lifeless, icy souls, ye who
believe that, because there is no marrying
yonder, there shall be no embracing, or
because, we may not use the gentle words
"my wife," we may not clasp their sanc
tified forms into our own holy arms! I
tell you, man, that immortality would be
a glorious cheat, if, with our clay, died all
our first affections. I tell you, that heav
en, would be annihilation if I believed that
when my bead at length rests on its con
fined pillow, and my lips sink to the si
lence and repose of death, these loving
eyes will never look into mine again, this
pure clasp will never be around my neck,
this holy caress never bless me more
But see how I hasten in advance of my
story. And yet, like Caning's knife grind
er, I remember now that I have no story
to tell,—or at best it is a simple story.
She loved Joe. His calm and earnest
way of loving.her, won her whole soul.—
He did not say much in her company, nor
of her ; but when they were alone, or only
some of the children near, his low voice
would be musical, and she sat entranced
with his eloquence. I have seen them
seated on a bench by the side of a stream,
and have heard him lead her gentle soul,
step by step, with him from earth to stars,
and then from star to star, until she seem
to be in heaven with him, and listening to
the praises of angels.
I am unable to tell how it happened.—
joSeph S— lect_ t his profession (which
had been the law) iftd•entered the minis
try ; npr am I able to state, though I •might
guesalit the catiadrOperating in his own
mind. The father of Sarah D—: was
not a religious man, and, I em sorry to say
was one of the small class of men , who not
only .oeilly the truths of our moat holy
creed, butlake every opportunity to out
ridicule on its teachers. It was therefore
with pain that his daughter °beep , -
e 4, 1 1 711 g#1 41 ,4(04 l}tpd rudeness to Joseph S.
. 10 04 tesspriseithowevet touch she
was grieved,. when • an open rapture ten
&end the Suspension of his vhdts it the
house absolutely neeesiary.. "
GETTYSBURG, PA. FRIDAY EVENING, SEPTEMBER 3, 1852.
]
They had never spoken of love. Each
knew the secret of the other's affection,
and what need of words to tell it '7 It
would have been but a repetition of hack
nied phrases. And yet there is no music
in the world soeweet as those worth, "I love
you," from the lips we love to kiss. But
the father of our gentle friend had feared
the existence of some bond between them,
and peremtorilly required hiedaughter to
break it, if it did exist.
She replied to him, relating the simple
truth, and he desired her to refuse thence
forward to see or speak to Joseph.
A month of deeper pain than can well
be imagined, succeeded this command,
during which they did not meet.
It was a moonlight in August that she
walked out with me, (then a boy, three
years her junior,) and sat on the bench by
the side of the stream. The air was clear,
the sky serene, and no sound disturbed ;
but the soft voice of the wind among the
tree tops made_a pleasant music, and we
listened and were silent. The stillness
was broken by the voice of Joseph S.
You will pardon me if I pass over that
scene. I dare not attempt:a description of
it. It was my first lesson in human suffer
ing, and though I have learned it aver and
over since then, though the iron has en
tered my soul, and seared and scarred it,
yet I have never seen, and I do not be
lieve I have ever felt, more agony than
those two felt, as they parted that night
to meet no more on earth.
lie bowod his lip to her forehead, and
murmured the solemn word "forever."—
She awoko at this word and exclaimed with
startling vehemence—
"No, no, there is no such word, Joe."
"We shall not meet again on earth, my
gentle one."
"And what is earth ?" Her tall form
grew, more queenly, and her dark eye flash
ed divinely, as she arose and exclaimed, in
clear silver tones "And what is earth ?
These things must end. I will name a
trust, dear Joe, and you shall keep it. If
you pass first into the other land wait for
me on the bank, and if I go hence before
you, I will linger on the other shore until
you come. Will you remember ?"
"I will live and die in this themory."
She lifted her face to hit, and her arms
to his neck, and they clung together hi a
long and passionate embrace. Their lips
did not separate, but were pressed close
together, until he felt her form cold, and
her clasp relaxed, and he laid her down on
the old seat, bowed ever her a moment in
prayer and was gone. I heard him say,
"take care of her, W.," so 1 strove to re
call the life that had left her lips, and
cheeks, and eyes. It came slowly, and
she awoke as we awake in the morning af
ter death has entered our char:tied circle,
with an oppression of the brain, and a
swimming, swollen senselessness of soul.
At length she remembered all, and rais
ed herself with a half articulated exclama
tion of agony, broken by a sob; and then
fell on her knees by the bench and buried
her face in her hands, and remained thus
for nearly an hour.
When she arose, her face was like that
of an angel. It wore that same exalted
look until she died.
I think she took cold that night ; she
never was well afterwards, and the nest
winter she passed at the south, returning
in the spring very fragile, but very beau
tiful.
Joseph S. was sent abroad by ono of the
boards of missions of the church, but his
health failed, and he resigned his commis
sion, while he travelled through the East
ern world.
Three years fled with their usual swift
ness. To Sarah D. they were very slow
and painful years, yet she was happy
her quiet way, and no one dreamed of the
strange tryst she was longing to keep on
the other side of the dark river which most
shrink from. She grow feeble daily as the
summer advanced, and in
. December she
was evidently dying.
One day her mother had been out of the
house, perhaps making calls; she returned
at evening, and among other incidents of
news which she had learned, she mentioned
to Sarah the death of her old friend, Jos
eph S.
The girl was reclining in a large arm
chair, looking through the closed window
at the snow on the ground, and the pure
moonlight which silvered it,. There was
no startling emotion visible, as her poth
er mentioned the fact, which to her was
the moat solemn yet moat joyful news the
*odd eould give t i ter'itow flow mheh near
er was their meeting ! I saw the smile
dash' 'Om bet facie, ail' the joyful news
reached her eir. I saw lei. fdrehced rais
ed to receive the caress which J. She
felt. She. ern , dilentilit Wear minutes,
imd then spokeriti feeble; yet verYlkorsoal
start% midi *hat* wept
she smiled radlooked at ree' wlide Ler Set
or uprsioedi'in4,2ll4 ; • • • , e A
"Vi5Wl a litho 40Dstr,i4ear W."
A4d . *!fl Off flltOont , , seglr
"Mother is therm! ve7444+l;'
dIM ,;•10 1 Z, 40 /WOO/kr
!gleam Mk *et 41.10,1,4waskireit
would'bo for ittetalartclimat dtte
"FEARLESS AND *DEL"
lot in the grave yard. Are all the head
stones covered mother ,
"What is the matter, Saralt.f What if
they are covered."
Mother, dear, it is useless to conceal it
from ourselves, or from one another. You
know, and I quite as well, that I am dying.
I have not wished to live ; only for one
thing I did long for life, and I dreaded .to
meet death alone 1 But now I shall not.
W— will you tell what. I mean when I
am gone. Yes, gone, dear mother ; I shall
not be hero much longer. This chair will
stand here, and father. and you will rise
and walk about, and visit, and go in and
out, and sleep and wake again, and so on,
day after day, and I shall have no part
any longer in your cares and joys, dear
mother."
And as she uttered the last two words
she put her arms aronndher 'nether's neck,
Linn kissed her fondly, and sank batik into
her chair again. I sek at her feet, watch
ing her matchless features. 'A smile was
flitting across them, now there, now gone,
yet each time it appeared it lingered long
er than before, until it became fixed, and
so holy, that I grew bewildered as I gased,
and a strange tremor passed through my
body.
The breath of peace , was fanning her
glorious cheek ! Iler head was bowed a
very little forward, and a tress, escaping
from its bond laid close to her open lips.—
It hung there motionless. No breath dis
turbed its repose ! 860 slept as an angel
might sleep, having ace'omplished the mis
sion of God.
Perpitulty bribe Bible
The Bible, suppeseing it other than it
pretende.to be, • presents us with a still
more singular phenomenon in the space
which it occupies throughout the enntinu
ed history of literature. We see nothing
like it; and it way well perplex the infidel
to account for it. Nnr need his sagacity
disdain to enter a little more-deeptrimo
its possible eateries than he It usually in
clined to do. It has not been given to alij
other bnok refit/rat — thus to trump r over
national prejudices, and lodge itself in the
h ear t o f greet com munities—rating by ev
ery conceivable diversity of
,language, race,
manners, customs. and indeed agreeing in
nothing but a veneration for itself, It a
dapts itself with facility to the revolution
of thought and feeling which shakes to
pieces all things else ; and :I)exibly accom
modates itself to ths.peug* of society
and the changes of civilization. Even COIF.
quests—the disorganization of old nations
—the formation of new —do not effect
the continuity of its empire. It lays hold
of the new ils of the old, and transmigrates
with the spirit of humanity ; attracting to
itself, by its own moral power, in nil the
communities it enters, a ceaseless intensity
of efforts for its propagation, illustration.
and defence.
Other systems of religion are usually
delicate exotics, 'and will not bear trails.
planting; the gods of the nations are local
deities, and reluctantly quit foritheir native
soils ; at all events they patronize only
their favorite races, and perish at once
when the tribe or nation of worshippers
become extinct—often long before. Noth
ing, indeed, is more difficult than to make
foreigners feel anything but the utmost in
difiereuce [except as an object philosophi
cal curiosity] about the religion of others ;
and no poriiiiu of their national literature
is regarded as more religious and unattract
ive than that which treats of their theolo
gy. The elegant mythologies', of Greece
and .Rome mails no presely tee among oth
er nations, and fell hopelessly the moment
They fell. The Koran Manumit:mo, has,
it is true, been propagated by the sword ;
but if has not been propagated by nothing
else ; and its dominion has been limited
to those nations who could not reply to
that logic.,
If the Bible be false, the facilities with
which it overleaps the impassible boundar
ies of race and clime, and domictliates it
self among so many different nations, is as
suredly a far inure striking and wonderful
proof of human ignorance, perverseness
and stupidity than is afforded in the limited
prevalence of evsn the most abject super
stitution ; or if it really has merits, which,
through a fable, have enabled it to impose
so comprehensively and variously on man
kind, wonderful indeed must have been
the skill in composition—so wonderful
that even the infidel himself ought never to
regard it but.with the proudest reverence.
as lar too successful and sublime a fabri
cation to admit a thought of scoff or ridi
cule.-45dinbirry Review.
WHO WILL )(ADD A GOOD WlFE.—.When
you see a young woman who rises early.
sets the table, and perhaps her father%
breakfast eliserfully—rdepend upon it she
will make a good wife. You rely upon it
that she possesses a good disposition sod a
kind heart.
When you see i young woman just out
of bed at nine o'clock, leamng with her el
bow upon the table, gasping, and sighing,
"ph, dear, how. dreadfully, I feel—rely up
on it she w ill nht make a IVO wife. Site
must be limy and"
When you see * girl with a.beoora in
her fist, sweeping 'the floor' with a rubbing
board or *clothe* line in her hand, you may
put it down that she is industrious and will
make .a good wits fee somebody,
When you see a g irl, with ;move! in her
Mt hind, And i
a fan n her right, shedding
tears, you may be sure she is not fit jot a
114.
Happinesi and Misery are before you.
which will yee'clumise t
He who does not prevent a wrong when
it is in his power,. limity or,hpippi with
lintr"Wliii.thiSdialirit:suil *al:4 stteemed
iivordittoy.'w. " "
NlTh•Wimo
, . _
ling. Ivor thistroying a' knapqng at the
stomach, it is the only Bill to bio'reliiiif On.
EONtold*.
Bayard Taylor, writing to the N. York
Tribune from Khartoum, the capital of
Egyptian Soudan, describes his ride down
the Nile. He says :
“Here, where I expected to sail through
a wilderness, I find a garden. Ethiopia
might become in other hands, the delimit
and most productive part, of Africa. The
people are industrious and peaceable. and
deserve better masters. Their dread of
Turks is
_extreme. mul so is thtiir hatred.
I stopped one evening at a little village on
the western bank. The sailors were sent
to the house to procure fowls and eggs,
and alter a long time two men appeared.
bringing, as they said. the only chicken in
the place. They came efi slowly, stopped
and touched the ground, and laid their
hands on their heads, signifying that they
were in the dust before our feet. Achmet
paid them the thirty pares they demand.
ed,and when they saw the supposed 'Forks
had nn disposition to cheat them, they
went back and brought more fowls. Trav
ellers who go by the land route give the,
people .an excellent character for hospital..
ity. I havq seen that it is almost impos.
'tibia to buy anything, even when double
the value of the article is tendered, but
asking for it as a favor they will cheerfully,
give whatever they have.
On the third day, Isa w the hippopota.
mus. The man saw him about a quarter
of a mile off, as he came up to breathe.and
called my attention to him. and the sailors
shouted to 'draw , his attention, 6.110 w is
your wife, my boy 1 Is your son married 1”
and like exclamations. They insisted
upon it that his curiosity would he excited
by these means,, and he would allow us to
-ftripmsch him. I saw him at least within
a hundred yards,, liut only his enormous
head, which was three feet across his
ears. He raised it with a tremendous
snort, opened hit• hugh month at the same
time, and a more frightful monster I never
saw. lie came up in our wake, after we
had passed he followed us some trine--
Directly afterwards we espied five croco
diles on a sand-b Incl. One of them wus
a grayish color. and upwards of twenty
leer in length. Wo approached quietly
until within a few yards of them when my
men raised their poles and shouted. The
beasts started from their sleep and dashed
quickly into the water. the big yellitw one
atrium, lttii our so vibternity• - ,ll4inert •
hull of our vessel!, that I am sure he went
off with the heat' ache.
Tons F ty , s Soliloquy.
"M"gt env (email, lodger up a stair,
otxoeion■ thought In him who lodges there."
Don't they, though.? Not a (loured
thing have I bean able to do since that lit
tle gipsy took the room over head, almitt a
week ago! ' Pat.—pat—go those little feet
over the floor, till I am as nervous as a eat
in a china close t, confounded pretty feet
they are too (tor I caught sight of 'em go
ing up stairs.) Then I can hear her little
rocking chair creak, as she sits there sew
ing. aOd she Ice opt singing .L.ive not—
love not; just a j it a fellow could help it.
Wish she wasn't quite so pretty : it makes
me decidedly uncomfortable. Wonder if
-she's got any great six footer of a brother,
or cousin with a sledge hammer fist?—
Wish I was hor washerwoman, or the lit
tle nigger who brings her bleakfast ; wish
she'd faint away on the stairs; wish the
house would catch lire to-night ! Here I
am in this great barn of a room all alone;
chairs and things set square 'up against the
wall ; no liul.i feminine fixing round ; I
shall have to buy a second hand bonnet;
or a little pair of gaiter boots. to cheat my
self into the delusion that there's two of
us! Wish that little gipsy wasn't as city
as a rabbit ! I ran'tmeet her on the stairs
if I die for it ; I've upset my inkstand
dozen (Unmet , . hopping up when I thought
I heard her coining. Wonder ii she knows
(when she sits' vegetating there,) that
Shalspeare, or SST Slick; or somebodY,
says that .Itappinetse is horn a twin 1' cause
if she don't I'm the missionary that will
enlighten tier I Wonder if she earns her
living? (poor little Soul It's time I had
a wife, by Christopher! (Sitting there
pricking her pretty little fingers with that
numerous needle 4) If she were sewing
on my dickeys, it would be worth while
now. That I s it—by Jove ! I'll get her
to make me some dickeys—don't want
'em any snore than Satan wants holy wet.
er, but that's .neither here nor there. I
shall insist upon her taking the measure of
my throat. for bachelors have a right to be
fussy. There's a pretty kettle of full,
now ; either she'll have to stand on a crick
et, or I shall have to get on my knees to
her I Solomon himself could n't fix any
thing better; deuce take me if I couldn't
say the right thing then ! This fitting
dickeys is a work of time. too. Dickeys
isn't to be got up in a hurry.
Hallo 1 there's the dour bell 1 There's I
a great big trunk dumped down in the entry.
'ls Mrs. Legere at home ?' M-r-s. Le-
gare 1 I like that now ! Have I been an
lore a whole week with Mrs. Legare ?
Never mind. may be she's a widowl--
'reanip, tramp, up coma those masculine
feet upetaire—(handlome fellow. too !)!
Nebuchadnezzar? DI heard a kiss in oty
life, I heard one then ! I won't stand ii— ,
4 1 ,,s ißeattion of my, rights, Alien
at the,door, as rm,,, sinner t deer
husband' !!1--fi:Weite , I What tight hare
sea 'captain* pa shore, I'd like to know?
Confound Weill l Well, I ilsitart knew
women wars% , worth thioking, of ; a ;et
of deceitful little monkeys i changeable as
a rainbow, supe i rficial as parrots, ate MI of
tricks as a conjurer, stubborn as mules,
'rah as peacocks, noisy att magpies, and
full of the 'old Harry . ' at/ the time.? 'l i here's
'Delilah noir . ; didn't stilt take the strength
,out of Bassson And , weent tfliseral land
'Judith' kora And didst'l thei)4"
de r, npipt; qt . an Herodius deuce Joint the
11.sPlises 'head din - Didn't larith •Iraitie
Vairtirlth' Abtedutin, dli he picked' Hai
4111 V off I Then there was--.(but the
Intl said 'boot her , the.better., but MTh%
,Eve, the.lote-tunther,of the whelle concerp.
liare One talk"titot.many with the 'old ter.
pant ?' 0? 'Coarse ; retie didn'edo rtOthhig
Glad I never oat oirting af
ffictions on anTereiti !" ' Witere's my ei
gar,.case How , torutentf t d,llol,ll,o9 room,
t. !—Fonni) Fern.
The Tall American.
THRILLING, INCIDENT-AT QURRNSTOWN.
After the curreeder the prisoners were
escorted to the village now called Niagara,
at the mouth ofithe river, where the odi
cars were lodged in an inn. and placed un.
der guard. The sentinel had received or
dere to suffer no prisoner to pass n o t, but
nototherwise to restrain their motions.—
Ina little while, a message came that some '
one wished to speak with the "tall-Ameri•
can." Scott weed -through several door
into the entry. He was surprised to find
in his visitors the Same'two Indians, hule
cinsly painted fa in battle, who had sprimg
upon him while he was bearing the flat of
truce. The elder,"tall and strong, was the
distinguished chief known as Capt. Jacobs.,
The other was a young,man of fine figure.'
and only inferior in muscular develope
ment. In broken English, and by gee.
tures, the prisoner was questioned as to
his shot marks; the Indians severally
holding up their fingers to indicate the
number of times their rides had been lev
eled at him. Jacobs grew warm, and
seized Scott by the arm io torn him around
to look at his back. Indignant at. ,this'!
manual liberty, the American threw the
savage from hitn,exelaiming."Off. valiant
You fired like a squaw !" "We kill you
now'!" was the angry .reply. toeing from.
their girdles at the same time, knives and
tinaliawks. There was noised for help;
none could have arrived in time; and flight
would have been, in the opinion of ouch ,
soldiers as Scott, dastardly.
,Irt a corner
of the entry, under the staircase, stood the
swords of the Americans, which, accord-
ing to the customs of war, they had been
desired to lay aside on their arrival. A
long sabre in a heavy steel scabbard, which
was readily drawn and grasped, lay on
the outside of the stack. A spring swift.
ly to the rear, and another bock upon the
toe, brought the American, with blade
hung in the air, to the attitude of defiance.
A seco n d lost—a quiver—or an error of
the eye, wouhrliiiie ended this story, aini
lett no further room to the biographer of
the "tall American." Of one of his as.
sitilants Scott was absolutely sure; but that
he wini!d fall by the . hands 91 the other be.
fore the sword rookd be again poised, seem
ed equally as certain. tie ;had the ad
vantage of position — standing on the de
lenitive, in a narrow entry. just within dm
could not be turned. The savages . were
held without in the wider specs, near the
front door, but maneuvering like agere to
close upon their prey. The parties were
thus terribly grouped, when a British offi
cer entering fromit the street, cried, ••The
guard !" and at the same mummuseized
Jacobs by the arm, and put a pistol to the
head of his c punkin. Scott held his
blade ready duscend in aid of hie gallant
deliverer, now turned upon by hie foe.—
The sentinels obeyed the cull they had
heard, and came in with bayonets forward.
The Indians were marched oir, muttering
imprecations upon all white men, and all
the laws of the war. The younger of
these Indian chiefs was the son of a cele
brated Brant, of the revolutionary war.--
The officer wh4i an opportunely entered
on a visit of courtesy, was Captain Coffin,
then in the waif of. General /Riegle, and
now in high rank in the British army.—
This adventure he frequently narrated,
both in New York and on the oilier side
of the Atlantic.
The 'llosualu
To many persona there is something on
pleasant. not to any disgusting, in the fla
vor of this excellent fruit. It has, howev
er long, been used fur culinary purposes, m
various countries of Europe, and has of
late years been extensively cultivated and
become a general favorite in this country.
Dr. Bennett, a professor of some celebrity,
considers it an invaluable MI nide of diet. and
ascribes to it very important inedititial
properties'. He declare%
I. That the tomato is one of the most
powerful deobstruems of the Afaieria
Medico, and that in all those affections of
the liver and other organs where calomel
is indicated, it is probably the most effect
ive and least harmful remedial agent
known in the profession.
2. That a chemical extract will be ob.
tabled from it, which will altogether su
percede the use of cab inel in the cure of
diseases.
3. 'l'hitt he has sueeessfully treated di.
arrho3a with this article alone: ..,
4. That when timed as an artiels of diet.
it is almost a sovereign remedy or dyapep•
eia and indigestion.
6. That persons arriving from raid or
north, to the south and west, should by all
means make 11110 of it as an ailment, as it
would, in that event, save them the danger
attendant upon those violent bilious at.
tacks to which almost all unacclimated
persons are liable.
6. That the citizens in ordinary Should
make use of it, either raw, cooked, or in
the firm of a catsup. with their daily food.
as it is the moat healthy articie.in the nars
feria alimentaria.
Professor Rafinesqns, of France, says :
"It is everywhere deemed a very healing
vegetable, and invaluable article of food."
Dungleson aye :—"li may be looked
upon as one of the most wholesome and
valuable esculents that belong to the 'cp.
ta4lst kingdom." •
Professor Dickens asserts that it ,May
be considered more wholesome than any
other acrid sauce.
A writer in the, Farmer': Register
gays .It has been tried by seventpersooa.
with decided, success. They were gict--
ed with a chronic cough, the primary
cause of which, in one case, was 'suppos e
ed to be 'diseased liver;-Lin another, diseas
ed lungs. it mitigates, and sometimes et.
INguelly elleolt 04 tit of coughing.
the method most commonly adopted in
prowring this fruit for daily use, is to cut
'heal in slices, and serve with salt, pepper.
and vinegar, as you do cucumbers.
'l'u stew. them ;remove them ripe from
thk,yloes..sbrit up. and put them in a pot
over the etove or fire. without water.—
iliam Slowly; and when done: pin in
Itakittliisce nrigood•buiterOitml eat tbeM
as you dec apple sauce: , :-Some add a little
flour, *ad. flosly crumbled, or-e couple
of crackers pulverized.
TWO DOLLARS PER ANNInk
NUMBER 26.
Ventura! imiclagoa and Stott.'
The Democratic papers seem to attend
great importance to the correspondence
which passed between these distinguished
men during the year 1817. Why is that
correspondence brought into the. present
campaign t It is to prove that Winfield
Scott is a coward 1 WhatLecoltiennititor
in the land will dare to say so before an
American audience' a On ono , treeeeion„,
soma four years ago, that epithet was'intbit'
tidy applied to the character of General
Scott.;, but, the orator, the moment thit•
word was uttered. was himself obliged to
run from the eland to escape the effecti of
the patriotic indignation of his hearers !
The experiment has never rincebeen tried:
For what purpose; then. is the correspon- ,
thence now published'? Is it to show that
C4eneral &int relused to fight a duel
en. then that fact should recommend him.
to the approbation of our Democratic
friends Wise &tinged the country, during
the campaign of 1844, with pamphlets, de
nouncing Henry Clay as a monster be
cause he did not refuse to fight a duel !
. BUtwititout imp/icing further to the mo
tion for 'publishing the correspondence, we
think it proper to add a little to what as
already been published on that - eubjeet.—.
.GOcefecojeurnals have announced that ,
two distinguiehed patriots wore at one time,
'enemies ; • why not publish also; the•ract`
of.theirleconciliation. and the .manner OF
it. which was so highly creditable , to ;
both t •
Ai the Democratic panel* hive failed to
do so; we will now furnish the seqbel of
the story. • . • „,
It will be remembered that the diffienl*
originated from an erlOllYlllOllll letter sent
to G'eneral Jackson by loins malicious,
persbn; in which letter General Soon was
chaiged with having volunteered expres
@honk; condemning Its' mutinous a certain
official order published by General Jack
son. On the Bth of September, 1817.
General Jackson'enclosed this snony moue
article to Gen. Scott - in a tinier, in which
he save tbal • , 1 liave not permitted myself
for a moment to believe, that the conduct
ascribed to you is correct. Candor, how
ever, induces.me to lay them before, you,
thatlyou may have it in yoor power to say
how far they be incorrectly 'stated."
To this letter Gen: &soli promptly
,and
frankly replied. that he had.* a private
eon ersatitm with some friends. expressed
in pit :itiper" — Wini, am At res.
pentad the future. mutinous in hs character
and, tendency," &a— He proCeeded *to
argue that he was correct in that opinion,
and then added, "I must pray 'you to be*
liewe that I have expressed.my opinion on
this great question. without the leasthosili , :
Iv to yourself personally..ind withont ar4
view of making my court in another (per•
ter. as insinuated by. your inonymentsetwi:
rats I have nothing to holt,
from either party."
It was letter
,in refetenee to this $.
Ih „
ni
Gen. Inekson eomptains that Gen. &Ott
had written Milian •insolent' let ter, antihad
acted towards him the part of, a "huffy," bet
it contains no challenge from .Gen. Sentt.,if
the latter should see mope( to send one.
In WI reply to this offer, Gen,' S6it
waved the idea of challenging Gets/ liek.
son. It would seem a nice .question itv ha
decided by those versed in the ordeal how
or, Which of the parties under thesireptu 7
stanees l was required by that cede to he..
come th e challenger. Gen. Jackirin
plained that Gen. Scott had charged - him
with "mutinous " conduct. had huun." ityto;'
lent" to him, and had treated him ns , a.
"bully." frit was neestiary for ; either the
hero of New OriCann or 'nflittuly's Lane
to fight a duel to prove his Courage; , teas
them not se strong a resson.for the. foriner
sending the challenge, as for the istter i t ! - 1
By the terms of his letter, Gee. Jurkson
admits that he had bet* the paitk "gratin..
suited. - " "
Rut to the sequel, Whiith
About five 'years after Affe CorrespliMlA l . 4
alluded to, .Gen. Scott and pim. ,11Sekebn
happened both to be In Waaliington. when
a reconcijistion took place between them a.
like honorable to both. We make the fol
lowing extracts front "'Mansfield's Life of
&on. ' [page 175 1)
"'Mere had been a rumor no doubt
groundlese. that, Geo. Jellison wouTtli ,- on
meeting Gen. Scot t, offer himercitne wirier
outrage or indignity, When, thetelsret
they had been six days
ingtoo. and often in , the Capitol;;lft,ibe
year 182% the following knee was
written :
SCOTI" TO JACKSON.
WAtinntirrox,lkv.' !Oh, ISIS
"Bir—One portion of the American earkm unitt
had long attributed to you the most distinguished
magninimity, end the ether portion 0 1 °4' 01 , 04 ' 4
desperation in your rreentinents—am I to, con.
elude that both are equally in guar 1 I allude '
circumstances which have transPited between we,
and which need not here be recapitulsyll. and - to
that f hem new been six nays in your immediate
vicinity without having attnimed your notice, As
this is the Snit time in my, life that I 'bee, been
within a hundred miles utyoir, and so it is barely
poasittle that you may he ignorant of my presents.
I bite leave to state that Ishrtil not,leass the Div
triet, before the morning of the 4th Inv , . •,,
I have the honor to
"Your most obedient servant:
"WINFiF,II). SCOTT.,
"The Hon. aim. A. Jackson Senator. ace.
"To this letter Gait: Jackson returned that fat
lowing answer
"JACKSON TO SCOTT.
: • ' "Deeembeelith. IBR P.
Sir—Your letter of tomlay hart been teceised.--
Whether thn'erotld are correct or in error,"as re
gards me Mignenimity, is for the wet hi to decide.
em ssilided of one fact; that when you chill
know me better you shull not be disposed to her
her the,spirtion that anything like edesperatioit in
resentipent." attaches to me.
Yeur.letter it, ambiguous; but concluding fpm
oceurrinces heremforc, thili it was wrtitin With
friendly views, 1 take the theatre( saying to.you.
that whenever you chill teal dispowd to wet me
on friendly terms. that disposition will nofiefirict
by antother than a cornraponding. Gatlin" on go(
part.
I hair thil honor to be, fir,
Your Mad 00111 4 / 3 11WMIllif
ANDREW JAUKSUIC
Gsvf. W. Scorr.
' o, The olive branch was on both - abler
rattepteti. From this time . to the 1e,104-of
ten. Scott (rein the Indian, war itt. 18*
don. Scott and Jackson were on tortes of
high animal whit egeit other. 4,,
On the Bth day of Ali o, 1110 k, 11411.,
Jackson died at the liertnitegOneneffilik.
ville.