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VOICE OP VOLUME JX. BRANDON, THURSDAY, MAY 4, 1848. NUMBER 46. VOICE OF FREEDOM. PUBLISHED WEEKLY AT BRANDON, VT. JEDEDIAII IIOLCOMB, EDITOK AND TUBLISIIEB. TERMS. One Dollar and twentv live cents, in advance. One luilar anil lilty cents, in tour months. (tua Dollar and seventy the cent!, in eight months. Two Dollars at the close olthc year. tC To persons receiving the Voice by Mail.Bftcrtbe llrst of April 187, twenty live cents per year will be deducted from the above rotes, so lunir as the subsci ih- era arc charged with the present posture. IT7" AtiKNTS who obtain subscribers for the Voice when sent by STAGE, will be allowed 25 cents on acli subscription paid lor a year. OCT Sio.i responsible subscriber is authorised to act as agaut in obtaining subscriptions. 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Kingdoms have risen, enreer'd and fell, Hugo monarchies have passed away; No monument of glory tells Where their ancient splendor lay. All, with the Glory of their name, Have sunk in mouldering decay; Their virtue and their blackening shame, Had but their time and passed away. Thebes, with her hundred brazen gates, In desolation hangs her head, Her domes are razed, and minarets, And lone in Mleuce sleeps her dead. Babylon's towers ate long decayed, Tl e tall grass grows above her walls; The stately pump which er.-t she nude Is gone, and lonely are her hulls. Palmyra, great where now is she ? Go ask the winds that sigh along The story of her destiny Lives only in the poet's song. Greece, with her conquerors, is gone, Her heroes of Thermopylae; Her mighty strength is overthrown A shattered wreck of liberty. She has the shadow of a name, A thing that wa, but is not now ; Her chivalry and deeds of fame Are girt in slavery rnur.d her brow. The Ottoman's accursed chains Have bound her sons to servitude ; No more shall freedom ;.lad her plains Till slavery sink in Moslem blood. Borne, too, did once in splendor stand, The nrbitress of earth and sca lier armies fought in every land, To crush and bind in slavery. The record of her mighty fame Is only spared the eye to sec; Her greatness and her deeds of shamo Have passed on to eternity. England, the proud, whose haughty tread Has marked a desolated path, Will crumble yet in ruin spread The victim of avenging wrath. "The time will come, and come it must, When Britain, drunk with human gore, Shall yet bo humbled to the dust, And feel the lash herself has bore." And this proud I ind, whose banner waves Triumphantly in every gale, Will y2t bo cailed a land of slaves, Her martyred blood shall sure prevail. Her glorious watchword yet will ba A scorn, an epithet of shame ; Her stars and stripes of liberty Will float aloft in slavery's gale. (E o m m it n t c a t i o n 5 . Correspondence of the Voice of Freedom. Cincinmti, April 4, ISIS. DOTTINGS BY THE WAY. Mr. Editor. Thinking that perhaps some ac count of my wanderings over tho Alleghany Moun tains and down the Ohio river might not bo entirely unacceptable to the readers of your paper, I have ventured to send yon this rambling document, hop ing it may render a few moments interesting if not profitable. If your readers will take tho trouble, to open the map of tho Middle States, and in Somerset County, in the western part of Pennsylvania, trace back the Juniata river until it becomes a mere brooklet, on the eastern slope of one of the Allegha ny ridges, they will find where I was standing on night of the 23d of last December. It was midnight, and bitterly col.!. For two comfortless days and nights we had been trundled over the frozen moun tains, without any opportunity to sleep; for a crowdod stage and a rough road forbid such a luxu ry; and, owing to the necessity of hurrying the mail along as fast ns possible, we had not been per mitted to take a particle of food for more than fifteen hours. Our weary horses however stopped beside this dashing little torrent, and we "spilt" ourselves cut as hastily as convenient to relievo our cramped limbs, and satisfy the cravings of our inward man. Tb air was kr.cn and clear; but tho stirs were not bright enough to illuminate the deep gorge in which we had halted. The snow clad trees, nodding on the cliffs around us, curtained in our vision, and sent back to our ears the hum and gurgle of the little Juniata. Wo sat down to a western table ; but, although an abundance of the best was before us, I failed. to meet that look of tidiness so characteris tic of eastern fixings. I should like to describe things ns they then appeared to me, but propriety perhaps forbids. I may say however that our fel low travellers afterward had considerable sport about " their huge western sassengers," eic. &c. In a few moments we were on our way again, plunging in the starlight up and down those long traverse hill sides, over roads rendered almost dangerous by the recent rain and freezing weather. Daylight at last dawned upon ns, and we found ourselves upon high grounds, which afforded a fine prospect far and wide, over hill and valley and plain. Wo were likewise passing over places rich in scenes of tho old Indian war, and of the later border conflicts. We hail pointed out to us the landmarks of General P.raddock's military road, on which he led his troops to that fatal spot where he fell, and which, even now, in the minds of the superstitious people living near, is visited at a certain season of the year, dur ing the still hours of night, by grizzled rank after rank of fearful forms, which march with a stalking tread until within a certain dark ravine, when, amid wild screeches and unearthly screams they melt and vanish away. I was informed that rusted fragments of that bloody battle are even now occa sionally turned up by the plowshare. Iiloody brook, a streamlet baptised into a terrible name by a san guinary conflict with the savages, was pointed out to us by the roadside. It was still a wilderness, and it needed no very lively imagination to perceive, in the gloomy forests around us, some of the daring transactions of the fearless pi'iieers of western ci vilization; but not even tho yelp of a solitary wolf disturbed our musings of other days. At eleven o'clock the next day, under a gentle snow storm, we draggled along into Pittsburgh. This is a famous place. It is situated in an inex haustible region of bituminous coal, and just at the confluence of tho Alleghany and Monongaliela riv ers ; whose united streams here form tho Ohio, and afford very extensive facilities for river navigation. The land on which the city is situated is a long, narrow strip, bounded by tho two streams, and traversed through tho middle by a high, bold ridge. In the early settlements of this region the French saw the advantages of this place ; and in the vast plan of connecting their possessions on the Missis sippi with those on the St. Lawrence, they strongly fortified it, and made it a chief one of that long line of fortifications extending f.iom Quebec to New Or leans. Its present appearance, at a little distance, is that of a huge coal pit in full blast. It is a dread fully smoky place. The soot seemed to fall about as fast and heavily as the snow, so that the inhabit ants, ladies and all, look like scmi-negrocs. The occasion of this is the vast amount of bituminous coal consumed in the foundries, &c. Wo arrived there just in season for the Cincinnati steamboat the New Englander, No. 2. She is about three hundred feet in length, but not quite so substantial ly built as those to which I have been accustomed. They w ere taking in tho last of the freight, and, amid a hurry of bandboxes, bales of merchandise, hand-carts, and trucks, I mounted to tho hurricane deck. Before me lay Pittsburgh, all alive with bu siness and overhung with an everlasting cloud of dense soot. Field of loose ice plunged down tho Alleghany and occupied about one half of the com bined streams. It was no hindrance to us however. The Ohio here is not far from one third of a mile in width, with a current of five miles per hour. I gaz ed on this far-famed stream, but its poetry hat' all fled. Instead of the majestic river, flowing witli a calm, clear current, which I had pictured in my imagination, I saw a stream, wide indeed, and stronp and deep for aught I know, but as dirty as any puddle by the road-side, after a shower. It is a yellow, unclean looking thing, and its banks plainly told where its unclcanlincss came from. Hut those banks! If I should ever be called upon to recom mend a salve to the sore eyes of any New England tiller of the soil, it would be a single sight of the banks of the Ohio; so red they look, and inex haustibly ricli in all that charms tho vision of the farmer. Our old broad bottom was soon underway and down the stream we started but not from any pier, or wharf, or any such thing, for they have no such luxuries in these regions. When they wish to land or take in passengers, they just jam the old machine plump on shore; throw out a plank or two, and then back oil again! However, we were fairly under way and a curious company we were gam blers, drunkards, horse-thieves, pork-speculators, pick-pockets and a few sober, decent ones. We voyaged down the stream without any inci dents of much consequence, and at tho distance of forty-six miles came to the little village of Liverpool, noted for its extensive potteries, and for being the first town one meets with in Ohio on descending the river. A few miles below, we entered the con fines of Jefferson County, in which the last blood was shed in battle between the whites and Indians. The action took place on a low plain, in a dense forest, in the month of August, 17y3; and is known as " Iiu4urk's battle." Tho incidents, as I gather them, are us follows: During tho sultry weather in the latter part of August, a war-party of twenty-eight Indians, from the upper tribes, made a fierce onslaught on the Ohio side of the river, and, as usual, left behind them tho unwary borderer tomahawked and scalped, and roasting in tho fires of his own cabin. The bloody news was quickly spread around by the fugitive settlers, and a force of thirty-eight Virginian-, a" of them veteran Indian fighters, under Cap tain Cuskirk, seUed their rifles and crossed the river to give them battle. They scoured around sometime in search ot the enemy, and at last falling upon tho trail, keenly pursued it until certain of being near them. They thcii threw themselves into Indian file, with Capt. Buskirk at their head, and, with their rifles ready poised, marched stealthily along. Tho woods began to darken around them as they entered a low valley, and, although vigilent and practised in all tho wiles of Indian warfare, they unsuspiciously marched straight into an ambuscade ; and, but for a most singular circumstance, must have been mowed down like pigeons. Tho Indi ans, concealed by a range of low bushes, had lain themselves down along the flank of their advancing victims, intending to permit them to defile along their whole line, and then sweep them off at a single fire. The hunters, littlo dreaming of the dansrer lurking at their very sides, had already measured the whole line; but the Indians, instead of each one selecting his man, all aimed at the Captain, at the head, who fell instantly dead, completely riddled with bullet-holes; while not a single other one of the party was harmed. Tho Whites and Indians instantly sprung to the trees, and one of those wild conflicts commenced, so characteristic of the early border warfare. For a ivhole hour the keen crack of tho rifle, and the whizzing of the tomahawk cleaving the air, toldhow raged tho battle. Finally the Indians gave way, and with the loss of several, retreated towards the Muskingum and escaped. The Virginians lost their Captain and had three wounded. K . For the Voice of Freedom. M E T E 0 K O I, 0 G Y. Meteorology, as a science, is very comprehensive ; no science has a broader field for observation, or even calculation, than this. Nor is there a science co-existent with this, of equal importance, but what receives more attention. The writer commenced making observations two years since, with the view of ascertaining tho quan tity of air transported from the south to the north in the upper regions, to produce equilibrium. In con nexion with this, various other observations were made, the utility of which the writer has nothing to say ; but submits to the public part of the observa tions made the past year, ending Oct. 31, 1817. Cummcmiiig with Xuvember, l&iG. V- fc. fc ! - k-i ro to o J o o io u to 0 h- - W J O Ci ; t i O CO CO o u tc 8 13 8 S E. p t a li tl CI u U IS t S3 Sc si Se5 IO U CJI ft l - CO I 3 tlfc CO - lb From the equality of numbers in the columns de noted wind, the writer denies tho existence of an upper stratum of air passing from the equator to the pole, in these northern latitudes. But tho existence of such in the torrid zone no onecan possibly doubt. Should the above table be of any interest to commu nity, tho ends the writer had in view are fully ac complished. Itocliestcr, January, 1&18. We endow thoso whom wo love, (in our fond pas sionate blindness) with power, too great fur mortal's trust. UilS. HliMANS. Aye, madly here we often mergo Both heart and soul in one wild cast, In those foredoomed to bo the scourge The bitterest thou Heaven hast. And oft upon this barren world, Like Arabs of the desert, we, Heart strangers, in blind contact hurled, Meet only in hostility. And some for years tho heart will plunder, Of love it ever freely bore, Then rive its inmost cells asunder, Because it cannot furnish more. F. For the Voice of Freedom. KEMINISCENCES OF A GREEN MOUNTAIN BOY n win Kit I. It was in the summer of 18 that I embarked, at New-York, on board the fine packet L , bound to Charleston, S. C. To one who has never wan dered beyond tho visual angles that girt his own loved Green Mountains, the varied scenery in the vicinity of Gotham is calculated to excite varied emotions of inconceivable wonder, not unmirgled with sensations of delight. The queenly city, seem ingly enthroned upon the surface of the deep blue sea, encircled by a snowy enshrouded forest of in numerable masts, with hundreds of lofty domes and heaven-piercing steeples, dazzling in the rich efful gence of a summer sun, presents an extensive pano rama of moving beauty. Tho confused hum of myriads of human voices, intermingled with the rat tling of cars and the ringing of bells, intimates to the stranger that ho is in the great American metropolis. Crowds arc assembled on tho wharf to witness the departure of tho ship. A beautiful steamer, with her colors floating in the gentle morning breeze, ap proaches our noble packet, and we are soon moving along the expanse of waters. I seated myself under tho balcony of the pilothouse, to watch the beauties of the spirit-stirring scene. The magnificent domes of the great city gradually disappeared in the dim and shadowy distance. We soon passed tho "Nar rows" and the islands on the confines of tho ocean, with their huge forts mounted with deep-mouthed cannon, pointing defiance to the combined arma ments of the world. The steamer has now fired her farewell salute; our pilot has left us. That little boat, now wending her way back to the city, ap pears like a mote floating upon the waters anon she has disappeared. The distant summits of tiie 1 blue Highlands seem to sink beneath the placid bosom of the sea. We arc alone ! Nothing around us, savo the wide waste of waters ! How mighty the ocean! What grand emotions, more magnifi cent than imagination can conceive or fancy paint, does its wilderness portray. Never have I gazed upon a scene with such rapturous delight, as the one now presented to my entranced vision. The sun, with its full red orb, seemed to sink beneath the mighty deep; and it was not until the supper bell rung out its merry peal, that I was sensible of my peculiar locale. A happy company of ladies and gentlemen are gathered around the festive board. The little cap tain, with curly hair, jovial smile, laughing blue eyes and bluer coat, is very attentive to his passengers, anticipa'ing their little wants, conciliating their es j teem, by his numerous acts of kindness, and driving j with tributary rill enlarging gradually till it he dull care away by his agreeable conversation, spiced j comes a brook, and then a river, and finally pours with a fund of droll and novel anecdote, so peculiar j it chry.sta! waters into the broad ocean. Spring to the jolly tar. The cloth removed, a group is fast j !'st gives us a ray, and then a pencil, and thus on emerging into a state of intimate acquaintance, ' ''" the whole sun of nature's beauty sheds its dil- while a trio is promenading the deck, and all seem 1 delighted with the prospect of a fine voyage, so aus- ' piciously commenced. The hour of retirement ha j arrived. A portion of the passengers' have retired I to their respective state-rooms, anticipating a quiet rest, after the exciting scenes of the tin v. Soon a 1 gentle rocking of the ship is felt. Old Neptune is ..' 1 , passing by, in his magnificent car, and has stopped j to demand an ample fee from those who have dared J to invade his dominions for the first time. The old ! man's complaint, or in the midnight revel and dc gentleman generally gets his due, as well as his sa ' bauch. The good man live, but his "harp is hung ble compeer in tho regions below. I was busily en- I upon the willow he cannot sing even one of Zion's gaged with a paper, besido a littlo table, when a songs "every note, that is struck, seems to return pKiintivo female voice, intermingled with tho doleful j upon tho ear with sounds of harsh discord, sound peculiar to the gulping of persons nauseated j In spring, all nature sings. The wind, the rolling with sea sickness, fell on my ear. "Help me! I am dying! I shall die! Oh! my ugh, ugh. Where's the captain ? Help ugh !" At this mo ment a state-room door opened, and the head of a choleric littlo Frenchman peered out, displaying a clarct-colorcd countenance, surmounted wiih a pur ple nacal organ of huge dimensions. " Courez ! 1 Courez! Monsieur le Capitaine ! Le young lady vcel die, touto suite her veel die all over in von leetle minute. Sucre ! Monsieur Saucho Panza, ven him say, Messed be 1'homine, who invented sleep, for it covcreth him over like a blanket; it no cover me over like vou leetle blanket ! No, I can no sleep Capitaine !" In a few minutes the gulping became genera! in the cabin, to the great detriment of those concerned, and the no small merriment of tho initiated. Let one not habituated to tho use of tobacco, swallow a decent quid of the poisonous weed, and ho will soon experience sensations siniil ir to those produced by sea sickness, although by uo means so violent. This malady is indescribable. The sufferer, in his par oxisms, would thank any ono to throw him over board, preferring sudden dissolution, to a dreadful, living death, so conspicuous by an utter recklessness of the love of life. A sea voyago is generally monotonous. We had such calm weather that wc did not near the "stonuy cape" until tho fourth day after our em barkation. Masses of wrecks floating by tho ship, and tho hoarse roar of the distant surf, betokened that the dreaded Hatteras was in lhe immediate vi cinity. The man nt tho mast head descried the dis tant revolving light. A line was dropped, and a watch stationed. Our passage around this cape was comparatively smooth, and many a heart leaped with joy when it was announced that all danger was passed. We were, to our great annoyance, delayed by dead calms for tho space of (ivo days, o!T Capo Lookout, without a single breath of air to ripple tho glassy surface of a summer eea. The weather was extremely sultry and oppressive, and a general en nui began to appear amidst the ship's company, which was partially dissipated by the introduction of moat courts, elections, theatrical exhibitions, co tillons, &c. I contented myself with fishing for dol phins, a beautiful fish of a brilliant blue color. They are easily caught with a hook, without tho prelimi nary of a "glorious nibble." The sailors amused themselves with catching sharks, cutting oil' their tails, throwing red hot pieces of iron into their maw. and then hurling them into tho briny deep to witness their rapid gyrations. Sharks' tails are considered a great delicacy among sailors. At last a breeze sprung, up, which continued to increase, until, in the course of four or five days it blowcd a terrific gale. Our ship was soon stripped of a portion of her sails, spars, &c, and when off ' Frying Pali Shoals," we were threatened with a view of "Davy Jones' Locker;" but thanks to a kind Providence, the storm gradually subsided, the injuries to our shattered vessel were partially re paired, and we were soon bounding over tho billow towards our destined haven. Never shall I forget the hemic conductand calm resignation of Miss M-, , , , ,. , , , , n ,, the beautiful and accomplished daughter of Gov. of ("--?,, l-.c sat bound to a spar on the deck of that noble ship, bravely watching tho hu-e waves, that often enfolded her in their briny em - brace, during the rage of the awful storm. Charleston light-house is in view, in the far off distance a pilot boat is Hearing u, and in a few hours we pass Fort Moultrie on our right, and are securely at anchor in the spacious harbor. Cliurlc ton harbor is highly picturesque, and, perhaps, with the exception of that of Naples, the most beautiful one that I have ever beheld. A well furni-hed apartment at Norris' Hotel, in King street, a choice dinner of southern delicacies, are agreeable sicstit, and the toils of an annoying sea voyage of thirteen days are forgotten. Written fur the Voice of Freedom. SPRING. How pleasing is the transition from dreary winter to spring. Who doci not love to view the prospects of an opening summer, after a long and dreary sea son of snow, and stnrni, and pinching cold? The faculties, compressed in a nut-shell, must cxpnml i as nature begins to unfold her beauties, and to smile on herself, and her creatures. The breaking of the ice-bound stream, and the flowing current prenion ish of halcyon days, and scenes of new delight! Karth, dismantled of her fleecy robe, presents a captivating picture; her dark hills and deep ra vines her high peaks, and wide extended plains, naked as when into existence they came, in contem plation of which, in contrast with her unsightly, dismal aspect, touch tho strings of human emotion, and the soul is awakened to holy thought, and pure reverie. It is by degrees that nature exhibits her charms. Sec the hurricane sweeping o'er the earth, laying low the tall and stout oak leveling the num- sion of the prmce, with the cottage ot the peasant making desolate, and sinking in ruin every thing in ! would give me a great deal of pleasure to see contact with its torpedo touch. Suddenly the ! you oftener." blackness of heaven disappears the roar of the j I thanked him, and told him that his rank driving storm is not heard, on'.v as it is echoed from j wis P"1 deal superior to mine, and I al ike mountains, retiring bevond the cliff, to tell its ! ''.'-V ,Iult ki."!1 of delicate about putting my taloof woe to other clime's. How changed-how j Sl,, f tl,Cm tbut Was 50 Mch suddenly changed! Tho su as brightly shines- j J all," says he, Major not nt all ; the. a,r as serene as cver-the wheels of nature run wc ,mve to 0,wcrv(: rlkf t0 be s.n o, when wo in their accustomed track, and who would know of al.e 0n the field: but every where else wo change? No change, yet awful change and sudden i are all equals. Major, all equals; give lis ruin. Not so with spring. Like the rill that issues j your hand." And here he aive mv hand un- from tbe mountain in its de-cent joining atliuity j fusivc beams o'er the broad earth, exhibiting its ; own mlmite splendor, the heighth of glory, and j man's happiness. j To trace the loveliness and beauties of Spring! needs the painter's brush, or the minstrel's harp. j In sober pro-e the picture is imperfect ;-things, most beautiful, must be concealed, or at bet but . , , . . . . . , poorly sketched. 1 hero is no music in winter but ; what is heard in the howling winds, or in the poor ! stream, the fillingcataract, the aerial songsters, the lowing ox, the sportive lamb all are chanting j praises to the great Creator, anil all are invitin,; man , to enter in the grand chorus, " Praise the Lord for , his wonderful works !" P,ut nature docs not arrive at the consummation of beauty till it is seen clad in living green What ! prospect is more enchanting? what odors more ' sweet? what sounds more delightful ? what deli-; cacies more luxurious? what stores of intellectual thou ht more cat. be fomd than in nature's garden ? vi, .i,i .,..t n-Ul. it i,Ki!ivs soi-in.' and never winter again ? Orwell, April IS, IS 18. S. Ci. M. Gen. Houston. We learn from the Ra leigh Register, that Gen. Houston of Texas, is at present on a visit to Xollh Carolina, on a supposed propagandist parly mission. 'I be Register inclines to the opinion that lie is a cHMliihne for tho office of President of the United States. We have for some lime fore seen that he was to be a formidable competi tor with other Democrats in the candidate ship for that office.. Aiif. Intel. Fourteenth Annivkhsah y of the Amkihcan An tisi.avkuy Society. The Fourteenth Annual Meeting of the American Aiitlslavpfv Society will be held in the ISroadwnv 'Tabernacle, New York, on Tues day, the Ulh day of May, at 10 o clock, A. M. Fatal Acoiimcn r. Mr Solomon Rich, of S..,Msl,nr,.. formerly representative of that town in the One nil Assembly of this Slate, tell irom ins i ,in,uu wu v' boa. I. and broke his neck. He was tlead i. , i y ..' .... .1. ctnii'l? no lis ' when found. Ba-Jlkhwo luujlc, 20th v.lt. iV Row. Som of the Irish luborei'3 on tho Railroad in Vernon got into a general row while playing ball last Sunday, and three legs wore broken. Brattleboro Eaylt, KHh. From tho National Intelligencer, Fifth Despatch of Major Downing. CitV of Mexico, March 22, 18-18. Mr. Gales tf Senlnn, my denr old friends: When I have to write ubout thu war, unil tho treaty, nnil thii gs of that sort Unit belongs to diplomatics, of course J send my despiitt lies to the Ptesidont ot Mr. Ritchie. ; but when things branch ofl'into tlie newspaper line, then 1 -send 'em to you. We've had (iineral Scott on tri al here live days, for high treason against Gii.eial 1'illow and Gineral Worth. If it goes agin him, I don't know whether they will conclude to hanir him or sliet him up in some of the mines ol Mexico for life. 15ut ho fights like a Turk, and aint skecrcfl at nothitl. Tho President better send on some mote help, for I aint sure that what there is hero will be able to handle him. The battle lias been pretty hot lor (ivo days, and 1 don't see 1 ,m:. - 1 l"u "I'l1 "llu 01 l " 1 w'' B P"; !f 11 . nii,n ,ll.!lt .lla9 been gmllyof such horrible enn es as he lias jnt ., y,- shoM h , fillgLrs at last ul(J usl.,l1(, rmlli!,m 0llt. j hfl. gin to i'eel a little afraid how it will crime out. ! 1' or my part, I go for justice, hit who 'twill lf a man will commit crimes, let him be pun ished for it. I'm afraid the President has missed a figure in leaving it out to such inert as he has. It would a, been safer and more sure to leave it out to a jury of Mexicans I've no doubt the least veulicl they would give, would a been two years in the deepest and darkest mine in Mexico for his taking Vera Cruz and the Castle; two years more for the cutting and slashing he gie 'em at Cerro Gordo; two years more for Chapulte pec and Cbiirubusco ; aiid the rest of his lifo for his taking the city of Mexico. In that case, you see, his punishment would a been, measured out according to his crimes. I was thinking last night that I ought to make up a little budget about the trial and send it on to you, as 1 promised to let you know once in a while, how things was setting along out here. And while I was Loihering my head to know which end to begin at, a man came in and brought me a little letter. I took it anil opened it, and 1 couldn't hardlv believe my eyes at first, to see the name of (iineral Pillow signed to it lie "requested me to call at his quarters in the evening" on very urgent business. Thinks I to myself, what in thunder can this n.eun ? 'J hen I thought, may be they had got a hint that the prisoner intended to run away, anil they wt nted inn to help keep guard round Gine ral .Scott's quarters to see that he didn't escape. So jest at dark I went round to Gineral Pillow's quarters. He seemed to be nmnzin glad to see nr. and took' me byllie arm und led me into 'tot' er loom. "Major Downing," says he, "I'm very happy to see you. I wish you wouldn't mnku yourself such a strancer to mv quarters: it other hearty shake Major," says he, "T understand you write letters to the National Intelligencer sometimes, about matters out here in Mex ico." " Well, yes," says I, " Gineral, I do some times when it don t interfere with my public txltai !lg ttU! President's private ambassador Then he turned round and put the door to and began to speak in a little lower tone, " Major," says he, " that Intelligencer is a capital paper; it deserves to be encouraged, 1 ' iittcnst in the prosperity of that W'. and Mean U ,h somethwy tit the vntk-wT of it l, when 1 get the ranK , u:lt it11 t lint I expect to u.. I sposo V(m' ,,,,1 s()in0 account of thisT Court Mar- tin I the down by the courier to-morrow to go to Intelligencer, won't you V" " Well, yes," says I, " I was thinking of sending some little outline of it, so that tho folks at home in the United States might un derstand the substance of it as far as it bus got along." ; Then he took n written paper out of his pocket, and, says he, " Major, here is a clear account of the proceedings us far as they liavo gone, all carefully drawn up, and pnl'ing every thinsi in a true limit. I should like to have you take tins ami semi it on to ir.e ju tclliucneor, and have it inserted as coming from an authentic source ; or, if you hoosc, vnu can work it in and make it a part of your letter, tiiid then nobody will doubt but what it comes Com an authentic source. 1 should ...tl..... .... .1... ...I,..li. tl..it ..in unnlil u-rit L- ir 1 ,llm 1 ' "" " '."".' " into your Idler; thai would he the liestslinpa to put it in, and would be next thing to an official report." After I look it and looked awhile over some purls of it, says I, " fiineral, it seems to me it is most too soon to end such a particu lar account as this, for tear of n;)ikin seme mistakes. It must take some time to pick tho mallei s all up ami put them together in tho rijiht shipe, so as to rive every one his fair share. 1 lliotigbt I would send on now fho main points of it, and send on the particular! when we've had a chance to pick em all up and jr.it em together iij;ht." " IJut, Major," says lie, "I'm verti anxious this account should jo ofwith tin first impres sions. Vou know a jrreat ileal depends on first impressions ; therefore, no time should be lost in "cltinii tins before the j-ublie, and the best way to do it, is to work il into your report. To be sure, the pajier does consider able justice to me, but not mote than I think you will be Hali.-tied belons tome. I never 'ttslrd ony one to jmffme; but I hare eonff lence m won to belie re that you nll dome jus- ,;r(, 1 1 ever forjet mi friends. I here uo knowing but ti e u; shot of this trial may tip (iineral Scot toll" the tail-end of the carl yet ; add, if so. I stand a good chance of being ilnced at the head of military affairs here; and, belween you and me, tiiat would piyo me a strong chance of succeeding Mr. Polk in the Presidency. And I wish you to under stand, Major, that I novo forget my fiiends."