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Por the Journal.
THE DEPARTED.
When the quiet, dusky twilight
Spreads its mantle o'er the hill,
When the toils of day are ended
And labor's new 13 still,
lieu 8.. set it in to listen
To the whisperings which say--
Face to face we'll meet hereafter,
The loved asses— pase'd away.
'ry1 • ll cCUane.OuS.
ADVENTURES OF A FRENCH RUB.
SIAN.
There dwelt at Orleans., some forty or
fifty years ago, a worthy young couple
named Jean and Marie Lejeune. They
were poor in worldly goods, but tich in die
insouciance of youthful life. As the time
went on, they became wealthy in sons al
so ; but these were not destined to be the
stay of their parents ih advancing life, for
as each of them grew up to manhood, he
found himself, either from choice or neces
sity, enrolled in the service of Napoleon
the Great. One only boy remained to I
cheer the parental home ; he was still a
child, and the darling of his mother, who I
fondly hoped to keep hint always by her
side, and with this view she labored hard
to instil into his mind a love of pence and
va hatred of war. Vain, however, were
poor Mr rie's endeavors, for Francois, even
in his early boyhood, listened with avidity
to tales of war and glory ; and when the
note of preparation sounded throughout
France for the great Russian campaign,
his imagination became so inflarned by a
love of military adventure, that lie flung
himself into the vortex of that gigantic en
terprise, and soon found himself in the
midst of the Grand Artnee, serving as
drummer in a distinguished regiment. The
position of Francois was not, truly, a very
distinguished one, but he already regard
ed himself as a hero ; for did he not serve
'd'Empereur," and was he not one of the
Grand Armee, by whom Russia was to be
overrun and conquered ? Now and then
a thought or a sigh'would be given to his
good mother, who had wept so bitterly at
his departure ; but he was a gay hearted
boy, and soon became favorite of his com
rades. en that ear h graver thought vanished
" • ' - • - " ' "'"" • • "
I SEE NO STAR ABOVE THE HORIZON, PROMISING LIGHT TO GUIDE US, BUT THE INTELLIGENT, PATRIOTIC, UNITED WHIG PARTY OF THE UNITED STATES.".
from his mind, and he dreamt only of the
glories that lay before him.
On the entry of the French into Moscow
no one held his head higher than Francois
Lejeune, and he beat his drum with an
air of as much importance as if the success
of the whole expedition depended on the
flourish of his drumsticks. But now a
new leaf in the pages of his life was abbot
to be opened. Moscow was burnt, and
the French army began its disastrous re
treat amid all the inclemencies of a 8119-
~ian winter. Francois was obliged, like
his comrades, to set out on his homeward
way amid the combined miseries of war,
famine and ice. Ills fingers soon lost
their power ; his drum became silent ; and
before he reached Smolensk, this favorite
companion of his march had dropped from
his fingers, and sank into the wintry snow.
At Smolensk, our hero's strength failed
him ; and pinched alike with cold and hun
ger, he fell out of the ranks, and was
made prisoner by some Russian serfs, who
shut him up in a dreary mill, where he
lay more dead than alive during a night
of intense cold. Re was aroused from this
state of stupor on the following morning,
by finding himself once more in the clutch
es of his barbarous captors, who dragged
him along a causeway, one side of which
was bordered by a frozen river. Some of
the party began to dig a hole in the ice,
while others gave him to understand, by
very intelligible signs, that it was intended
for his accommodation. The terrified
youth besought them to spare him, and.
asked their pity fur his mother's sake—'so
tender a mother, that she would break
her heart it he did not return to her.'---
This piteous appeal had no effect npon
the pasants, who, of course, did not un
derstand a word he was saying. Some
laughed at the strangeness of his language;
some mimicked his impassioned gestures ;
and one of theta had just collared the un
happy Francois, with the intention of plun
ging him into the river, when suddenly
he heard the merry tinkling of bells, and
there came dashing along the causeway a
large and Lsk edgers": .:I,3; g h, drawn 6y tl.tro.,
beautiful little , Viatkan horses, Seated in
the sleigh, wrapt up in costly furs, was a
stout, hale lookinggentleman.
'What. are you about there, my children
inquired he of the serfs.
'We are only drowning a Frenchman.'
'Oh ! is that all?' rejoined ho.
'Monsieur, monsieur !' cried the unhap
py drummer, as he struggled to free him
self from the hands of the serfs.
$1 25
150
'Very fine, indeed !' muttered the fur
clad gentlemen, in an angry and supercili
ous tone. Very fine, indeed ! Hero is a
fellow who comes among ns to 1 all the
mischief ho can—sets fire to Aloscow ;
tears down the cross from the cupola of
[eau the Great ; and now, forsooth it is
Mossie ! Mbssie ! (Monsieur ! monsieur !)
Ah ! ha! we are crest fallen now ; but
death and destruction to the scoundrels !
Come, let us get.on, Filka,' continued he,
addressing his coachman, and throwing
himself hack in his comfortable.seat.
A touch of the whip is given, and the
fiery little steeds are darting forward when
suddenly some new thought seems to have
occurred to the nobleman, who calls out :
'Step,
Tray, sir, do you understand music 1'
inquired he, in Russian, of the trembling
drummer.
'Sauvez moi, mon bon monsieur, sauvez
moi !'
'Save me, my good monsieur, save me!'
cried out Lejeune in an agony of terror, as
ho felt that his existence was hanging as
by a slender thread upon the good offices
of the stranger.
'Good heavens ! what a strange people
these French are !' observed the nobleman.
'Half a million of them conic into Russia
and not one of them can, I believe, speak
a word of our language—the barbarians !'
And then turning with an air of self
complacency and conscious superiority to
Lejeune, said in barbarous French, 'Me.
ousique, meousique, save meousique vans?
Eh bienn, repondonn vous, France ! sur
forte piano, joue save!' [Monsieur, mon
sieur, save monsieur, you ? Very well,
reply you, Frenchman ! on piano forte,
play, save ?']
At any other time, Francois would have
smiled at this jargon, but at the present
moment it sounded like the sweetest music
to his ears, for it gave him hope. I-le
quickly perceived the drill of the inquiry,
and immediately replied. 'Yes, sir, lam
musician, and if you only save my life,
I will play all day and all night too for you,
if you please.
'Well, you may thank your stars for it!'
said the gentleman, laughing. Come,
children, let him go. There ! I give you
twenty kopecks to drink.'
Thn Mt you, sir, there he is for you
HUNTINGDON, PA., WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 19, 1855.
So saying, they loosed their hold upon
poor Lejeune, who, on finding himself safe
in the sleigh was so bewildered with joy,
that he laughed and cried, and bowed to
all around him. Ills gratitude was so ex
pansive, that he not only thanked the no
bleman, but also the coachmen, and the
very moujicks, too, who had been on the
point of drowning hint five minutes before.
A moment more, and lie found himself
whirling along by the side of his preserv
er, who, observing that he was quite blue
and shrivelled with cold, kindly wrapped
a fur mantle around hits. Ina short time
they drew up before a large house, and
were received at the door by several se r
cants, to whose care Francois was con
signed. They conducted hits into a warm
apartment, chafed his half-frozen limbs,
and clothed him in a suit of comfortable
garments. Then they sat food before Mtn
of which the poor boy gladly partook, as
he •vas quite exhausted with hunger. Ills
benefactor now appeared, and addressing
hint in his own peculiar dialect of French,
"Mosaic, mosaic, beckoning the youth at
the same timo to follow him.
Lejeune obeyed and soon found himself
in the presence of two young ladies,
who were seated at work,. in a large
drawing-room. "Here my children,"
said their father, "is a gentleman who trill
instruct you in music and French Ele
will teach you the true Parisian accent.—
You have long been tracing me for a mas •
ter, and I hnve just been so lucky as to pick
one up for you at Smolensk." Then ad-
vancing towards an old spinet, that stood
at one end of the apartment, he turned to
Ideune: "Allonn, oilcan, free vows n nous I
voir votre talent; jour, joue ; save pas
honteer" [Go, go, make us to see your
talent; ploy, play ; be not ashamed.]
Poor Francois was nearly at his wits'
end on receiving this command ; for the
drum was his only aistrument and never in
his life had he even touched a pino-forte.
However ha felt that his life was prob
ably hanging on the result of this moment
and so, assuming an air of confidence, and
bowing low to the ladies, ho seated him
sclf before the instrument. At first be
placed his hands gently upon it, and mo
ving his fingers like drum midis in time
with some favorite regimental air, he he
gas to hum the tune while he swayed his
head and small body from right to left,
with all the importance of a first-rate pro
fessor. lie was wont in after life, to des
cribe the whole scene very humorously.—
"I expected every moment," said ho, 'that
my preserver would have called in a coup
le of lackeys, and ordered them to pitch
me out into the snow; but on casting a
furtive glance towards him, I perceived
that he was nodding significantly towards
his daughters, as if to make them remark
what n treasure he had procured for them;
so 1 touk courage, struck the instrument
more boldly, sang more emphatically, and
took still greater airs upon myself, where
upon the worthy gentleman clapped his
hands with delight, cried out bravo, and in
a few minutes came over and clapped me
amicably on the shoulder saying :
bienn, tre bienn, je vois quo vows save ;
vows alle couche, (IN.' , [Very well, very
well, I see that you know; go to bed,
go.]
Never was an order more rapidly obey
ed; for poor Francois was worn out with
fatigue and excitement so that ho needed
not to "woo soft slumbers to his drooping
limbs."
About a fortnight afterwards, Lejeune's
patron received a visit from a nobleman
of higher rank than himself, a man of tal
ent and education, who took so great a
fancy to the young drummer, that he no
ked his host if he would consent to yield
to his protection. This was granted ; and
Lejeune now found himself placed under
very favorable circumstances, for his new
friend not only treated him kindly, but
gave hint a good education. Some years
latter, he married him to a young lady, a
portego of his wife, and the marriage pro
ved prosperous and happy one. Lejoune
in accordance with the desire of his patron
entered the Russian service, and through
the influence of this nobleman lie acqui
red personal, and subsequently hereditary
nobility. In after life, he became allied
by the marriage of his only daughter with
a distinguished nobleman named Lebysa
nief, who was high in power of the gov
ernment of Orel ; and for the sake of be
ing near his child, whom lie tenderly lov
ed, Francois Lejeune—or as ho was now
called, Frantz Invanovitche Lejeune—
came to reside its that pert of the country.
lt was here we first met him and made
his acquaintance. We remember him
well—a lively, courteous little man, with
dark eyes and gray hair. His usual attire
was a black velvet cutout.
Must probnble the et &yaw druinniur
still dwells in the far east of Russia, among
his adopted countrymen ; but when he
Colonel Crochet surrounded and closely I have subdued ti
hears of the gallant deeds of his true cost
t pursued by a number of the enemy, re- --is there no other
patripfs upon the heights of Sevastopol,
who knows but that the spirit may be treated into a church, and stationed him- quer ? 31e,
I self in a niche in the corner, felling them
changed beneath the bondage of Russian !
as I have fought a g,
theyapproached. When some eight
despotism, and that lie may long to find
or ten of them were laid before him, n feel- ed my course, I I
himself once more serving under a mime
ing of awe seemed to seize hold of the henceforth there is 1
he once ravened and idolized—L'Empe
assailants. One of them would speak a lit- I of righteousness.
re u r Napoleon !
tie broken English, probably prefering the My li r e i s iii the sect
- single honor of capturing so noble a speci- The fruits sod flowe
The Soldier to his wife on the Eve of men of American valor to present to his i -The wens, the can..
Battle. dear master, said to Crochet, "surrender! The fire that en lay
senor." A flash of the most sovereign Is lone to seine vole
We accustom ourselves to consider the • courage darted from the fiery eye, and as for lurch is lighted
A 'haul
horror of war in groups, in masses. "Five it pierced that of the enemy, he seemed to
thousand killed and ten thousand wounded be transfixed, In a voice of thunder, I Wi
it was a glorious victory !" We read the
Crochet answered, "surrender ! No ! I am
Aitnougn
announcement, we watch the advance and an American," and ns he spoke he sent
retreat, we see the pomp of "glorious war,' I a ball through the paralized foe. • Ile ap- neither shall the fig t
fruit bt
bar of the olive she
we hear shouts of victory and forget those peered for a moment like a wounded tiger,
who fall crushed and mangled, and listeo 1 strengthened and buoyed by every addi- shall yield no meat,
off frotn the fold, ant
to the united groans of those who strew timid wound ; now hewing then; down i„ testas ye, vs
the field. Let imagination run over the with his well-tried sword—next dealing Lord, I w ill joy in
history of each one of those weak nod death with his fire-arms. His person now l i on.
bleeding ten thousand men, who at their literally drenched ; must soon yield to its
countrys call have marched forth to slaugh- losses. Yt t such physical power wrought I ant taking a lent
ter ; let it go to the weary couch where to the highest degree of excitement can
no hand is present to feel the dem ) , brow I perform incredible . progidies. This was
hough I wale
or administer comfort and relief by its the lost concentrated energy of a power- aa T daw
or death
touch ; let it follow the surgeon through I fol wan aroused, animated and guided by
his terrible duties ; let it behold the man- orie of the noblest attributes of tnan—love
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ly form shrunk to the bone and huddled of liberty. lie knew for what his life 0 ! God, if there
into the earth;. let it go to the unhappy I was about to be sacrificed ; that. devasta• lon me. Tom .
fireside of the widow and fatherless in one I tion and butchery would follow the foot-
"Merry England" or sunny France, and steps of his heartless foes, that he would For I Antes that'
note, if it can, the bitter drops that gush be sacrificed to satiate the desires of the and that lie shall su
from their lonely and broken hearts, ultd conqueror; and, feeling the 'holy in,pir„• i upon the earth, and
its material will be at hand for making up tion of a dving patriot, he fought manful- . worms destroy this l
a just view of the ..,glories of war." It is shall I see God. -
ly till the loss of blood and the approach
by merging the indvidual identity of the of death stayed Isis up raised arm. Ills J.
thousands that form the “fi er y m „,, of rifle was broken to pieces, his pistol fell to
ian
living valor'' into one common totalii y " 1 the floor, an Egypt
d nought but his faithful sword H are v ,„„ ever i . e ,
humanity, and thus considering it, that we , was left. In the agony of death, with a the beautiful lighth
forget individual suffering, and forgetting terrible grasp, he brought his last weal,
the noble die or suffer more than death, 1 t that stood many eel
on upon the head of he nearest assailant, i „ Egyi „ ? It was
shut with the victors and crown the con- and fell victoriously across his body in pens e, and on the ,
quo roe with the wreath o f g l or y. Let us , the arms of death. In this corner of the which was several I
bring the matter home %I. hen a dear 1 church there wore twenty•six dead Mem- ground, was a great
friend, led by the hand of o;,,..ittse, is des- cans, and no other American hoeing fought I cry night. So as ,
cehtlin the.' ILumanitY 'last travel. ,or f' , ,hpn nt that point, it i 3 considered he-
the Meditcrancan Sc
with what assiduity does affection watch yondyll reasonable doubt that all of them city of Alexandria,
around the pillow of suffering! How fell by the hand of Tennessee's favorite the distance the Lea
hushed the chamber of distress, how suit son !
the thread, how gentle the voice, how kiod • steer their course.
ly the sympathy ! How Now the Bible is love delights to 1 A Little Too Ripe. lihthouse is to the
visit the'grave when all is over, and plant .
As many of our readers are doubtless g unto your feet, a lig
upon it the flowers of remembrance !••-• . aware, it is the custom for planters at the How earnestly dc
Bu b t in that g
great
field 9f death----red since South to purchase clothing for their slaves catch a glimpse, if p
Ael lay in ood—worth and nobleness by the wholesale ; and as, of course, they beacon light that sh
and beauty go dawn in multitudes to their have nut the opportunity to examine close- , over the dark sea.
last home, torn and shattered by deadly ly every article they are sometimes swind• 1 So should you n
missiles, their memories lost in the recol- ledby a few badones being thrown in among your guiding star, g
'cotton of the visitors success, their names the good. An acquaintance of ours tells light that shined) in
forgotten save at the once happy fireside us that, on one occasion, he had laid in a 1 "It sweetly cheer,
of home. Borne faint and bleeding front box of shoes, and distributed them among 1 l i ; l ri ! , T i t l . , t , t tt i i
,i,
rktt i t i t_e
the spot where they fell, some hard couch the nep,roes. A few days afterwards, Te ' gu , ide ,na. son
the best at hand, recieves them, where geld Bob,' a favorite servant, found that : ...
Aside)
through feverish hours they toss away the shoes that had fallen to his lot, were
The
Egyptian
At their little remaining life, and welcome bursting out. So going to his master,
he ' horn with three or
death comes to close the scone. Such is said ~ "Massa, where you buy dose shoes?
I , - -or ,10 I 1
the contlit. lbr the - - New Orb • Bob." --- their harp
sought them in a. _mans, , res- , ;,; . .. lyre h
Th ese reflections, trite but true, (says the pondecl our friend. .'Well, where did the . ''''', "` cl"
small, Pittsburg Commertial Journal,) were a. New Orleans people bay 'cm 1" s-TI, ev '''''' '.,.'';': r3 ' •
wakened by reading a letter of Colonel bought theta from the people up Nord,: ! ti ' e " ew ' s " trum P eli
SRADVORIII, of the English army, writ they bought them from the Yankces."—
~ .1 Jericho fall down,
ten to his wife and children nt fl o'clock on ' , Well, where do do Yankees get 'cm?" heir flute was the s
the evening of June 17, just previous persisted the negro. ~,r he 1 , ,,,,kee5? ti,y had no other in;
to the attack upon the defensive ivories of why, they pick them off of tic s, Bob." by percussion, of wh
maJe was the p.alte;mrp or lyre with wi
Sevastopol. 'l' hat such men should per- '.W w-well," responded the darkey, hot-
ish thus, that such glorious lives should ding, up Isis shoes, ' , I reck'n de Yankees '
be thrown away and no good conic of it, didn't pick these soon enough, masse; 1 with an iron acedlo I
is one of the most repulsive features of reck'n lie waited till—till—d a.
,y „, a 1i ,... , :ts iamething
like :
war. Here is the letter: lle too lip! was a tambourine ;al
: horizontal harp, wi
“BEFORE SEVASTOPOL, JUNE 17-0 P. :H. •
sti tick with a stick li
' tNly Onyx BELOVED WIFE AND DEARLY ' Railroad Poetry.
hail tio written music
BELOVED CHILDREN: At I o'clock tolnor. ' A correspondent of the Broome t:oui:ty el ju their 1 ~ 2 ,
row morn I head the 57th to storm the He• : Republican describes Isis jaunt over ilie, ,to jam,„b„sl,luia-te„'
dan. It is, as I feel. an awfully perilous I Syracuse and Birmingham Railroad from i--
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inotnent to ate; but I place myself ill the ; , ~ , , ; musicians playing at
i Uortland, in the follosing poetical strain : '
hands of our gracious God, without whose , temple of Solomon.
will a sparrow cannot fall to the ground.— , So much 1 wrote in Cortland's bounds
died in such a cancel
I place my whole trust in Hiss. Should. --and would have finished there. had sot ; hies
,
,
I fall in the performance of my duty, I the down train's whistle loud resounded ' . - - -,....:.
fully rely in the precious blood of our . . , . .
through the air. So, shaking Fairchild , Stopping I
Saviour, shed for sinners, that I may be .
' I
saved through Him. Pardon and forgive by the hand, who said come up again, 1 A certain man hit .
me, my beloved ones, for any thing I may ' bid farewell to every fear, and jumped up- , ble and fell headlong
have said or done to cause you a moment's on the train. Rushing round the hill side, ! was vexed, and undo
unhappiness. Unto God I commend my i l denim -, ' o'er the plain, over the rivers,un- i ger and active self-si
body and soul, which are His; and should ; ' .;
it be His will that I fall in performance i der roads,‘ ,
an Burgess drove his train..- { old mother earth ri,„l;
of my duty, in the defence of any Queen The moon threw bright effulgent rays on , perturable gravity hi
and country, I most humbly say, ''l by each small ripple's crest; the river seemed; globe dissolve, and cc
will be done God bless and protect yon, a ribband stretched across the meadow's ; the earth remained,
and my lust prayer will be that lle, of II is ; b reast ; the evening wind came stealing ' foot was hurt in the
infinite goodness,may preserve me to you. , e I
God ever bless you, my beloved Eliza • through the car with gentle sigh, and the vay of man. Am
and my dearest children; and, if we meet brought a cinder from the engine, span; ; parer touches him it
not again in this world, may we meet in into my eye. Few and short were this ! straightway he send,
the mansion of our Heavenly Father, thro' prayers I said, and I spoke not a word of ' per. With grew!
Jesus C
ver hrist !
eve God bless and protect you!
sorrow, but I rubbed at my eye till I made ' looks on to see a erne
A nd e beli me
"Your affectionate husband and lovin it red, and knew 'twould be sore on the lof his spleen shall cc
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father, morrow. We soon got home at the rate ! lie has only hit his to
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'THOMAS SHADFORTILP 'we ran, at an hour just right for retiring, does not pereertibly
It was his last farewell to those he so 1 and down from his post came the engine injures to no extent
dearly loved. Six hours had not passed, 1 man, and the fireman ceased his firing.— •
his letter was yet but a few miles on its ' And thus I too will cease with this, a mo• alltr eek doses
way to his family, and the noble man bed ral to the tale—be always sure to .(iniml recommended to y
passed away from earth. your eye," when riding on a rail ! u i.li dyspepsia'.
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