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THE EBOHY CASKET.
. A IEGEUD OF BUTCHINSON HOUSE.
. ' BT BLLEN LOUI8K CUANDLKR,
4uAor 0 'TAti, that, and (he other."
When it wag all quiet again, he atill
spent part of every day at HutchinBon
houae - I loved him more intensely than
ever, now that I had no other earthly
. tope to cling to: and he had never been
.lialf eo toristnnt and devoted in his atten
' ikmt to the beautiful, gay hearted girl, as
to the sad, pale ncrure, in her deep mourn
ing robes, whom sorrow had transformed
into a woman. One evening I sat beside
him in my usual position, my head resting
upon biR breast, and my eyes turned toward
the window, whose curtains I had put ve
ry far back, looking out and up to tho dis
tant sky. As I sat there half-reclining,
a sudden thought came to me. I turned
my eyes inquiringly on his face.
"Bginald," I said, "why was not your
father here when - :
"At the funeral? Is that what you
mean, and have not strength to say, my
"Yes, at the funeral," I continued with
an effort. "Why was not he here? He
married Margaret Hutchinson, did he
"Yes, dear, or I should not be your oou
ein. He Was across the channel when
your father died, and only returned three
Passing my arm around his neck, I drew
bin head down closer to me, and whisper
ed, timidly, "Does he know, Reginald?
Does he know how well you love me, how
often you are herei
'No, dearest; when I first loved you we
both were so young, I did not like to
speak, and for sometimo ho has been
away. But it is right that he should know.
I will tell him the first thing to-morrow
Why, what was it darling? Do you not
wish it? Why do you tremble so?"
"Oh yes, Reginald, I wish it. I feel
that it is right, but there is a great weight
on my heart. If you are taken from me
I shall die. You are all I have left now
Oh, do not leave me. I am bo young, and
the grave is so very cold -and dark, and I
cannot live without you.
"Hush, hush, inv poor little frightened
bird of Paradise," and he drew me so
close to him that I could foel his heart
beat against my side "hush, do not talk
nf death, l ou are too young, too beau
tlful. Do you think I could give my dnr-
lingupi leave her to grief alone? Shall
calf Isa cruel?"
And bo ho soothed me, telling me over
and over again that he could never love
another1, that I, and I only, should be
bis own forever, and I believed him, and
was so supremely happy. I forgot tho
S;rave and the tombstone, and thought on
y how bridal roses should mako sunshine
in my hair. When he left me, I clung
passionately to his deck, until he unwound
my arm, saying gnyiy
"I must not keep you up now any Ion
ger. I wont you to wdar your sweetest
smile to-morrow morning at ten 0 clock,
when I come to tell you that you have
gained another father. Uood-night, isa.
He went down the steps, hurriedly, and
then he came back again to taKd me once
more in his arms.
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"las. he said, solemnly, "as liod hears
mc, como whatever fate, you are my life'
own love. I never did love another!
never shall. M v heart's bride, my soul's
evangel wl" Tho last word was sptt
ken with an aooent, hurried, passionate,
and yet caressing spoken, as if to his mind
It was the embodiment of all, and then
sprang upon his horee.nnd waved his hand
I stood there in tho door, and watched
him ride away, in the full moonlight
could see him so plainly: his graceful, ath
letie figure, his proud head, and its forest
of golden curia. 1 watcnea until im
vhito horse had passed from my sight, and
then I came into the house and sat down
The weight came back to my heart heavier
. CHAPTER II.
The next morning I wandered thought
fully through the house, dreaming of the
past. It was just a year ago that very
day, that I had first aeen Reginald. Just
a year ago, my father had gayly entered
introducing: him to bis petted child. Now
the sunshina fell through the stained class
window! ot ina cuapei, upon a marbl
Dross, on which Was sculptured "Grenvil
Hutehinaon astat thWyeven." Regi
nvld. the nroad. handsome hot. the atran
eer. was all I had left; dearer than all the
memories of the past, all the promises of
the future, lie waa twenty, now, In ten
short months would come his twenty-first
birthday, and then he bod sahj I auowld be
LUbrido. Oh, would the shadow fall
wherafthe sunshine ought to lie? Sayiag
vpr his name, could 1 notiuuthe wretch
$k: Mltdtlg loamal,' g' to;" moricmi
It was tec o clock. 1 knew I should
see none but him, and tor that one day 1
had put oil my deep mourning robes, and
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nt.tirf1 mvtuilr in T.hfl ufimn mii-ninnta I hurl
worn when I first met him. Tho golden
pins were in my hair, the blood-red carnn-
tions drooped to my shoulder, but my
heeks no longer rivalled the crimson ot
UJV VCllUV lUUCi WCIIOI'I flic U1U iwnu I
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ciocK, sianaing in uie uruuu miming ui m
eorneV stairwav. chimed the hour, and I
sprang to the door. The moments passed
on it was eleven, twelve! He came not,
and all the while the weight on my heart
grew neavier, vne snauow uui&ur uuiywai
It was night. The drawing room was
brilliantly lighted. A faint hope began to
steal back to my heart. Perhaps his fa-
tner naa empioyea mm au oay, anu 0
jm 1 j ,a .;
him calmly. The room was the same as
when I had awaited my father there, one
year before. The same velvet cushions
supponca me, ugui uoa.eu over mo uu.u
ture of a beautiful Italian singing girl,
looked down on me from tho other side of
the magnificent room, with its soft, bright
eyes. Jiut there were cnanges in myseit.
fin.. j. J .. . 1 .1 A. 1
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same girdle, had grown thinner, tho whole
r oi:Vi. j tl, !,!,. nvovnvui,
my long lashes drooped, were pale and col-
orless as marble. But the greatest change
ucuirj oiiuuici, ouu uiio (iuchbo.viu n uivu 1
of all was in the inner life, where the
uicauJYi rraiiuuiniii uvaiv ui ciiihvuu, nau
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hetinme fu -nurtured. Droud. anffuished.
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I heard the - outer door 1 open, a? I
ay there. With an effort I ay stilt and
istencd. There was a step in the hall ap-
proaching the drawing room, but it was as
of one old, and somewhat feeble-not the
liiThfc unrinrrlnir Jrpnil nf Rf irlnnlrt Vmpxr
n-- -f"-i o a -w.-j..
I held my breath there was a tap upon
the door and Uarbam entered.
"It is for you, Miss Isabella," she said,
putting a letter m my hand. "Iho boy
said no answer was expected."
She left tho room I held tho letter
up to the light and looked at it. I knew
those bold, free characters must have been
traced by Kegmald. 1 had never bctoro
cnanccd tosco. h-s writing, we had been
so constantly together, there was no need
oi letters. 1 looked at the direction tor a
moment, and then pressed it to my lips.
hen 1 glanced at the seal it was a cou-
chant leopard. I had seen it on a ring of
Reginald s, and he told me it was the coat
of amis of the Percy family. For some-
time x neia it, tearing to breaK the seal,
. Till. .1 1. I
but at last I roused myself, and opened it.
A closely written sheet ot paper lay before
me, and I rcad these words
'.'isa, my own darling, my beloved; tor
this onco I must call you mine. We
must not meet again. You are lost to me
forever. I know I am telling this abrupt-
ly, out I cannot help it. My fancy pic-
. ... .
turcs you before me, tailing helpless to the
floor as you read, or weeping wildly, pas-
sionately, with none to comfort you. One
moment, lam resolved to come to you
myself to bear it; then my better judg-
ment tells me it will be worse for us both,
Oh, God only knows how I have loved
you; but I must not speak of it to-day.
My sufferings are nothing if I could but
hope your heart would not bo broken. I
have told you that my mother died when I
was sixteen. On her death-bed she ex -
acted from me a solemn promise never to
marry awoman whose mother had notbecn
pure, whose mother's name had not been
unstained. Was this a warning? There
aro those who say prophecy is a gift Ac-
corded to the dying. Can I go on? I
must, though it is at the risk of darken-
ing forevorthe picture, you have so loved
to contemplate, of your sweet young moth-
"This morning I sought my father in
his library, and told him I wished to bring
hiiri home a daughter. He asked her
name and lineage, and when I told him, he
betrayed the strongest agitation. My
Door bov.' he said at lenirth. 'my poor Reg-
inald you remember the vow you made
to your dying mother? Isa Hutchinson is
the ohild of an Italian siuger who was
never married. I cannot receive her as
my daughter, you cannotforget your oath.'
"For a long time, Isa, I. thought I could
not live, but I knew such a thought was
sinful, aind 1 struggled against it fesolute-
and at last I came to look upon it more
calmly. Isa, the picture of the Italian
gmgiDg-girl, U the drawing room at
IIutchLson-house, which you have always
been told was a fancy skcMi, is the por
STEUBENVILLE, OHIO, iWEDNESD AY,
trait of your mother.
"There is one thin? more I ought "to
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tell you. lour father left no will, and my
father t!,ainl, Hutchison-house as my legal
inheritance. Before our conversation this
morning, he had instituted a suit for its
reooverv. as Dr. Hamilton
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guardian refused to give it up. I did not
know of thls and 1 tel1 you now b
cause hearing of it through Dr. Hamilton
might distress vou: and I wished to sav.
what you know evcn if j di(, not
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say it- do not think I have aoy right
Iui olul,u' It was your lather s, it ehull
be his child s, but I cannot help this suit
I shall attain my majority as soon as it can
possibly be concluded, and on my twenty
nrst birthday you shall receive a deed of
the house and grouuds.
"J I give you up? And is it my tcr
riblc duty to give you this fearful reason?
0h( ha h B-eem , t Rr0
to b,arao vou are Pure and good-you
ro my heart s bride still. I must keep
the oath I havo vowed to my mother, but
j wm love you. j can Bever joy another
In my dreams I will hold you to my heart,
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and my breast will be bathed bv the dark
waves of your hair. My love, my Isa
you will not, you must not hate mc. Seas
Ri,ai nn ,, i,on,t. trnm ,:
" J '
nnr mnnnt'iina hi Ha rnii trnm mv fiuinn
",uv J '
buui, 1 suuu 1001s. upon you over anu
over again, and my hope will point ever to
that future, perhaps far away, perhaps very
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8'Jc yet.nco more and be my bnde it,
Heaven. Otlll ISO. thTOUirn dOUUt atirl
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al, through all life s changes, I am onr
I rcad it from beginning to end without
a tear, a groan, or a single pause: though
I felt by the dull heavy throbs of paiu,
that iny heart was breaking. I folded it
up it needed no second reading. Every
WOrdwaB engraven upon my soul.
a lampand went calmly upstairs.
never thought of doubting its truth I
cou,j not when I remembered the remorse
that had worn my father to the grave for
the wrong he had dono his lost Inez.
But if wronacd, then she had sinned izno.
ranty. i couid jove mj luother Btiu
opene( my cscrctoir, and my eves fell UDon
the casket. I pressed thewring. and then
turning the golden key, the lid flew oDen,
Perhaps I had a vain hope that I should find
thero some proof of my mother's inno
cence, but there was none. Every com'
partment was full of jewels. There were
diamonds worth a prince's ransom rubies
sapphires, emeralds, and among them al
was nnn Rimnln .rnss of rw-ark. nttnpB in
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a little golden chain, On tho clasp were
the simple words "Grenville to Inez."
pressed it passionately to my lips and hnng
it about my neck. There was nothing
but these jewels and a single tress of shi
ning hair. My father had- evidently anti
eipated that my fortune would bo taken
from me, and had left these for a resource,
I shut the casket, and drawing toward me
my pen and paper, wrote
"Reginald, come to me to-morrow morn
ing. You must if you have ever love
1 me. It is all right, I release you, but
I must see you. As you hope for mercy in
your last need, show me mercy now.
Come to me!
' Isabel Hutchison."
I went quietly down stairs and into the
servants' hall. They started, as if they
had Been a ghost, when I came among them
with my whito face and gleaming eyes
"James," I said to the footman 'do
I i n n i t r t v i
you Know sir oyacunam rcrcy s Jjonaon
., esi mv ,aa7- .
. " vv ell you are to taKe tins noto tncre
immediately, and give it into Reginald
1 ercJ 8 own nand-
' erv wel1.
It was my habit to bo obeyed instantly,
I went back into the dining room and lay
down once more opposite my mother's pio-
ture. I do not think I thought of myself.
All the sunshino was blotted oat frorii my
life all the roses crushed, and I forgot
that 1wrt any longer an individual exis
tenco. But I thought intently of her, my
beautiful mother. She had never seemed
bo near nW al now that I lay looking upon
her pictureu features.- l wondered no
voict had ever before spokes to tttl me
- 1 that those bright eyes lad grown dim with
watchings above myf cradled rest those
sweet lips pressed kisses on my infant brow.
thought of her in her free innocent child
ood, pouring forth jker soul in gushes of
passionate song, sleeping perhaps under
the stars, and waking to sing choruses with
tho nightingales. Then I thought oflftr,'
young, bcautitul, Roving, trusting all
things botraved. deserted, and throurn'5t
all, thank God, I had not one thought of
reproach lor ner memory. 1 loved hor al
ways. I lay there, 'looking into her soft
eyes, with the wretchedness lying heavy
at my heart gasping or utterance, though
would not permit U to breath a single
wail. At last a cry burst from mv lies
"Oh, mother, mother! if I but had your
iviug breast whereon to weep."
I had not heard the door open; but two
strong arms clasped he, and a voice whose
tones could ' almost hkvo called mo back
from death, murmered tenderly)
, "W ccp here, my belovod!"
I looked up with ft kind of blank deso
ate wonder. He answered the look.
"Yes, Isa, he said, "I received your
note, and I am here. My fancy pictured
you so nopelessly wretched 1 could not
wait till tho morning. '' I am come to sit
beside you for the last time!" ' ' '
I raised my head and gazed at him ear
nestly. The change .wrought by that sin
gle day had been fearful. He seemed to
have grown ten years older. But ' I could
not trust my voice to speak tohiin. I laid
my head back on his shoulder, and rested
sileutly, dapping my hand across my brow
menu mi;, uuuvjr oumiig pam. -
','Oh, Isa, Isa," ho would niurniur fom
time to time, as he held mo, "Mustit.be?
How can I give you up?"
"I wanted to see you once more," I said,
after an hour had passed and my heart
felt stronger "it was as much for your
sake, Reginald, as fur ray own. I wished
to tell you over and over aaia that you
were doing right, that I did nut Unnio you,
and that I would love you forever. I anllot
change I shall be yours only, in life aud
His answer was to Btrain me yet more
closely to his heart.
"You will promise mc, Isa," ho inquired
at length, ''you will promise mo always
to live in this early home? As I wrote,
the deed shall be yours before it could be
legally taken from you. I must think- of
you, morning, noon and night, every hour
of my life, and oh! let it be here. Let
mo fancy you wandering through these
rooms where we have been so blost togeth
er. It is the only thingyoucan do now
to make mo happier. Will you promise?'
"Yes, Reginald; as long as you wish it.
I will stay here."
"God bless you, darling. You don'
know how much good that promise will do
me. Now, if any heavy troublo should
como upon me years hence, a grief so
heavy that its very bitterness will give me
a right to turn to you for sympathy, I wi
seek you here, and I know that I shall find
you. Not that I mean, dear," he added
after a thomentj "to prevent you from go
ing hence to brighten some other fireside,
if ever you could love again. I am not
so wickedly selfish; and yet, God forgive
me, it would be hard even to hear' that
you were happy if I knew it was in some
other one's love-clasp."
"That can never be, Reginald?" I an
swered, firmly. "Look back and you must
feel it even as I do. I had hover even
known any man except my father when I
first met you. Here in Babel-like London,
I had been brought up in seclusion more
guarded than any convent; Yon came
it was morning sunshine breaking into a
dungeon. I have loved you, and hereafter
and forever my heart can listen to no voice
but the one which first woke it to its true
life. Reginald, my beloved, I can part
with you now; Go, and take with you the
assurance that I am yotirs only. When I
swore to love yoi until death, it was no idle
vow. Hdve no fears that I shall break
. But he did not go. He held me there
with an almost fremied clasp, and looked
down mournfully into my eyes, as Eve
might have looked back on Paradise when
the angel with the flaming sword had closed
its gates behind hor. At length I t'olt his
tears fall upon mj brow. They were hot,
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JUNE 20, 1855.
burning, and then ho whisperedaa if to
"I thought you would weep how strong
you are, or else how cold. 1 expected a
riin of .tears."
"No, Reginald, the grief U here" in
voluntarily I clasped my hatidonmyheart;
lI cannot weep if I only could it might
be better; but, Reginald, have mercy. Go
now, while I have strength to bid you.
t may be God will send his angels to com
fort mc. Will you go?"
"Yes, I mill go, since Isa wishes to send
mo from her!" . ' , '
"Nay, Reginald, that is cruel. You
will go because it is right."
"Well, I am too wretched to dispute
you. l have brought you two presents,
Isa. You will keep thorn for my sake."
Ho clasped around my neck a tiny chain,
to which was attached a miniature of him
self. It hung thero just below the pearl
cross which had been my mother's. I
rawed it toward the light it was perfect
tho same wealth of golden curls; the
same clear, blue eyes, and tho same mouth
with its expression ' of almost sorrowful
sweetness. I pressed it passionately to
my lips. "The other," he hesitated "the
other, Isa, is this simple ring. You tell
me yott can never love another. Will you
promise to wear this ring until death?
It shall be the seal of our betrothal; the
token by which I will claim you when we
moot in Heaven. . Will you wear it?"
"Forever," I answered solemnly.
concluded next week.
,A fact for American Mechanics.
A few days previous to tho Virginia elec
tion, (says the Baltimore Clipper,) the
V hig papers of that State teemed with in
dignant accounts of the discharged from the
Gasport Navy Yard of a body of Amen-
can mechanics, who in the simplicity of
their honest hearts, and from the reliance
upon tho sacrcdncssof their right the
foundation of their country's liberty to
the freedom of thought and act guarantied
by the constitution, had dared to exercise
the prerogative of American freemen,
and expressed their determination of voting
according to tho dictates of their judge
ment; for doing which they aro fit victims
by a corrupt recreant administration, to in
timidate the free actions of thosusauds in
Virginia, aud compel them into a support
of the demagogue. Henry A. Wise. . Thus
the hardworking, honest American me
chanics were deprived of employment de
barred the privilage of obtaining a liveli
hood, under the plea that they had inter
fered in politics while tho State was even
tbqn being canvassed by. Government ofli
cials to further the designs of an infamous
clique, and socking to thwart the honest
desires of the people of Virginia. And
now the Washington Tnion, the organ of
the Democratic party, and oho which bad
expressed in terms of tho strongest indig
nation its abhorrence of the proscription of
foreigners, in a laboured editorial, doubt
less reflecting the sentiments of the admin
istration, not only justifies thoir discharge,
but advocates, in tho desecrated name of
law and the constitution' its general im-
itation. Let every true American ponder
upon this monstrous doctrine, so repugnant
to every principlo of justice, right and the
spirit of our institutions ; and lot them de
termine whether they will cooly permit
themselves to be deprived of a privilege as
saored as the not more important right to
worship God after the dictates of their own
conscience. If the hard working mechan
ics of tho land are to be prescribed and per
secuted for advocating a principle restrict
ing the influence of foreigners,' sanctioned
as it is by the character of Washington.-
We think the sooner tho fact is promul
gated and published the better lor our ooun
try's perpetuity, since in the tornado of
popular indignation it will eicite, the inso
lence of a power-pampered oligarchy will
be most fitly, and we trust most effectual
ly rebuked. It remains to be seen wheth
er the workmen of this State will, by their
action in the fall, endorse the coudoot of a
corrupt administration and its foreign insti
M&"A man should never be ashamed to
owu that he has been in the wrong. It
is only saying,.in other words, that he is
wiser to-day than he was yesterday.'
A Thrilling Sketch.
Ouc of my fathers brother' residing
in Boston at the time when the yellow fe
ver prevailed to such a frightful extent.
became a victim to the pestilence. When
the first symptofns appeared, his wife sent
the children into the country, and herself
remained i(t attend upon him. Her friends
warned her tigainst such rashnc.se.- They
told her it would be death to her, and no
benefit to him ; for lie would soon be too
ill to know who attended ttpoti him.
These arguments lltado ho impression on
her affectionate heart. She foil , that it
would bo a long life of satisfaction to her
to know who attended to him, it he did not.
She accordingly stayed and watched with
unremitting care. This; however, did not
avail to save him. He grew worse and-
worse, and finally died Thoso who went
round with the death carts had visited the
chamber, and seen that the end was near.
They now oame to take the body, nis
wife refused to let it go. She told mc she
never knew how to account for it, but tho'
he was perfectly cold and rigid, and to ev
ery appearance quite dead, there was a pow
erful impression on her mind that life was
not extinct. The men were overborne by
the strength of her conviction, though their
own reason was oppoEcd to it. '
The haif hour again came round, and
again were heard the solemn words, 'Bring
out your dead.' The wife again rcristcd
their importunities ; but this time the men
wore more resolute. They said the duty
4MM)gMd.ie-thniwiM-'a painful ouelut
the health of tho town required punctual
obedience to thq orders they received ; if
they ever expected the pestilence to abate,
it must be by a prompt removal of the
dead, and immediate fumigation of the in
She pleaded and pleaded and even knelt
to them in agony of tears, continually say
ing, "I am sure he is not dead." The men
represented the utter absurdity of such an
idea; but, finally overcome by her tears,
again departed. With trembling haste she
renewed her efforts to restore him. She
raised his head, rolled his limbs in hot flan
nel, and placed hot ones on his feet The
dreaded half hour again came round, and
found him as cold and rigid as cvor. She
renewed her entreaties so desperately, that
the messengers began to think a little gen
tle force would be necessary. They accor
dingly ottempted to remove the body agns't
her will, but she threw herself upon it,
and clung to it with such frantic strength,
that they could not easily loosen her grasp.
Impressed by the remarkable energy of her
mil, they relaxed their efiorta. To all
their remonstrances she answered, "If you
bury him, you ahall bury me with him."
At last, by dint) of reasoning on the ne
cessity of iho case, they obtained from her
a promise that, if he shewed no signs of
life before ' they again camo round, bIio
would make no further opposition to the
Having gained this respite, Bhe hnng the
watch upon the bed-post, and renewed her
efforts with redoubled teal. She kept kegs
of hot water about him, forced hot I
dy between his teeth, and breathed in his
nostrils', aud held hartshorn to his nose
but still the body lay motionless and cold
She looked anxiously at the watch, and in
five minutes the promised half-hour would
expire, and those dreadful voices would be
heard passing through tho streets., Hope
lessness came over her she dropped the
head she had been sustaining her hand
trembled violently and tho hartshorn she
had been holding was spilled on the palli
face. Accidcntly the position of the head
bad bcoomo slightly tipped backward and
tho powerful liquid flowed hrto'bU nostrils
Instantly there was a thort, quick gasp
a struggle "hid eyes opened ! and when
the death men camo again, they found him
sitting up in the bed 1 He is still alive,
and has enjoyed unusually good health
Mrt.L. M. Child.
"Forgot Himself.!' I was considera
bly amused on ono occasion, when wan
derjng along tho banks of the Pelomac, at
a reply made by a negro man who was
cleaning catfish. I remarked to lam that
they had a very ugly expression. "Ah
you, right, tnassa," says heh "dors nossing
good data black."
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VOLUME I.4STUMBEI1' 24.;
VIRGINIA ELECTION ' .
As may1 be expected, the Adrainihti ulW
pnpfcrs are M-owinjlffiitT (Jvcr Hiilriumph 'i
of the Slave Powc9uirtheAi'eoAt?election in
Virginia.' Titer hut it as tha : forcruhn !r
of futtire denJoWatic succeMJ and the Ohio
Patriot even Is so bold to to' affirm' that
this victory of the Slstebcfacy is" so' hrU '
Imnt, tfe to" warritut f he Cfnlicfusibii that tho
democracy need have fm fears as to the re'';
suit, of the next Presidential electiott. Ntf'
party, not based upon tne i principitW of
Freedom, and opposed to the prostitution'
of the powers of the General GovcrnhienY
towards sustaining and extending 'tne' iri
stitution of slavery, can obfafh the 'supbort
of Ohio or the North.- Virginia '' plainly
asserts thttt site' prefers ' Slavery' trf 1 tree
American" principle.!, aud the fact that tho"
Know Nothings of the i North have alwav"
fused with the great Republican party, 1 in
its opposition to the slavo holding interesf,'
it was clearly impossible for the OTdeV 't.i'
mako the slightest show of success in Vir
ginia, or any other pro-slatefy State. 'Thj
Statu Journal in commencing npon' tliw'
subject, makes the following remarks;'
Tried on its naked merits, 'the' Adminis
tration would not be able to rally ariythiiig
like a1 majority of tho people of Virginia.
But, when the contest wag narrowed down
to the question whether ' Administration,
Nebraska Locofucoisni was mord true and
reliable as a friend and ally of Slavery and
Slavery extension, than tho Know Nothing
party, it moo iiuB avident t ur 'Tnin .
that Virginia would, in all 'probability, ire" '
main where it has been, at the hbad oftW
Slave Democracy of the Union. ' Th6 'pre
ponderance of authority was decidedly in'
its favor. It could point to 'tho service
of that party in securing the annexation of
Texas, in prosecuting the Mexican tvar for
lie purpose of procuring still more Slav
erritory; in the repeal of the Miasonrf
Compromise, by which Slavery has been
established in a vast and fertile regisn whero
heretofore, it had been excluded; in the'
purchase of territory from Melico, and in
its strenuous efforts to buy or steal Cuba!
ail for the benefit of the Slave holding in
terests of the Union. In all its acts, the
Slave Democracy has been true to the pe
culiar institution, and the orators and ' pa
pers on that side were not idle in arraying
these facts, strongly and frequently befof
V. .1. .u erf s .
vuu puupie ui iuuc tnu oiare uoiaing auu
Slave breeding State.
On thejother side the Khow'KMirigs1 wit&
a strange infatuation and disregard of his
torical facts, insisted that they were" tho
true friends and defendertr of Slavery, arid'
that their opponents ought not to bo trus- "
ted m so grave and important an emergen
cy. ' r
The American organ at Washington, ac
cused tho administration with av desire to
sustain the people of Kansas against the
inroads of the Missouriahs. It insisted
that the order Was the great bulwark' tht
was to staftd ip between the slave holder
and propagandists and the "Abolitionists"
of the north, as they termed every man
who did not openly espouse the proslave
dogmas of the South'. But theso Know
Nothing papers and orators wbilo pander
ing to tho sentiment of that people, Could
not change the stubborn fact that, every
where in the North, the order had trocxf
up manfully for freedom and against sla
very oggression. Tho elections in the free
States were standing records of the fact
that Know Nothings, opposed the Nebraska
swindle. In New Errglmd tfcc expression
has been doci Jed. Tho election of Wilson
to the Senate, fioiu Massachusetts, tsuuld
not bo denied. The faot that on entire anti-Nebraska
w elected to Congress from Ohio, with
thei'sr aid ooId not; be denied. Thry vo
ted tlie Anti-Nebraska, anti Administration,
ticket, and helped to give it 80,000 a--
jority. It was not diffiouK.'for,. Wieo ad
the Slave Democracy to show these . facts.
They did show them. They, alarmed. , the
pro-nlavcry men of Virginia, and U. is- not
surprising that tlicy have again taken their
stand in favor. o tho pro-slavery Airainia,
tration... , , ,;. . . ... ,.', .
- . The numbor of bounty, laud application
now reaches one hundred and fifty ' thous
and nine hundred.-