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Our Inalienable Birthrights Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness.
NEW SERIES, NO. 7.
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MONTPELIER, VERMONT, THUR&MY,
FEBRUARY 7, 1856.
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From Putnam's Magaiinc for February.
Living in the Country.
The Children are sent to School Old S ll.llers An Invitation
, and Cruel Dlaappoluhnent Our Eldest begins to show
Symptoms of a Tender Passion Poetry The JJelodtei of
Mother Qjose Little Posterity by the Wayside A Caus
' alty The Drowning of Poor Little Tommy.
''We have smt the children to school. Under
the protecting wing tjf 'Mrs. Sparrowgrass, our
two eldest boys paBsod in safety through the
narrow channol of orthography, and wore fairly
launched on ths great ocean of reading before a
teacher was thought of. But when boys got
into definitions, and words more than an inch
bng"It'ls tloio TO""pnt them out, and pay thoic
bills once a quarter. Our little maid, five years
old, must go with them, too. The boys stipu-
,ated that she should go, although she had nev-
11 came home from tho city in tho evening, 1
' found them with thoir new cirpot-satohels all
ready for the morning. There was qujto a hur
rah ! when I came in. and they swung their
book-knapsacks over oach little shoulder by a
Btrap, and stepped ont with great pride, when I
; said, '.' Well done, my little soldiers." Next
morning we saw the old soldiers inarching up
the garden-path to the gate, and then the littlo
procession halted ; and the boys waved their
- caps, and one dear little toad kissed her mitten
at us and then away they went with such cheer
ful faces. Poor old soldiers ! what a long, long
eiego you bar before you !
Thank Heaven for this great privilege, that
our little ones go to school in the country. Not
in the narrow streets of the city j not over the
flinty pavements ; not amid the crush of crowds,
and the din of wheels : but out in the sweet
woodlands and meadows ; out in the open air,
and under the blue sky cheered on by the birds
of spring and summer, or braced by the stormy
winds of ruder seasons. Learning a thousand
! lessons that city children never learn ; getting
nature by heart and treasuring up in their
little souls the beautiful stories written in God'8
great picture-book.
We have great times now when the old sol
diers come home from school in the afternoon.
The whole household is put under martial law
- until the old soldiers get their rations. Bless
their white heads, how hungry they are. Once
in a while they get pudding by way of a treat.
Then what chuckling and rubbing of little fists,
and cheers, as the three white heads touch each
Other over the pan. I think an artist could
make a charming picture of that group of ur
' chins, especially if he painted them in their
s ehool-knapsacks.
5 SAMatimoa vb& rrfkk ft. ivlimnaA nf thair minnr
JSnnrm-rhdgod ambitions, its puny cartw.
its hopes and its disappointments, lne first at
ternoon they returned from school, open flew
every satchel, and out came a little book. A
conduct-book! There was Q. for good boy
and R. for reading, and S. for spelling, and so
on ; and opposite every letter a good mark.
From the early records in tho conduct-books,
the school -mistress must have had an elegant
time of it for tho first few days, with the old
soldiers. Then there came a dark day ; and on
that afternoon, from the force of circumstances,
tho old soldiers did not seem to care about show
ing up. Every little reluctant hand, however,
went into its satchel upon requisition, and out
came the records. It was evident, from a tiny
legion of crosses in the books, that the mi Press's
duties had been rather irksome that morning.
So the small column was ordered to deploy in
lina fif bntrln. and. after a Hhnrt address, dis
missed, without pudding. In consequence, the
old soldiers now get some good marks every day.
We begin to observo the first indications of a
love for society growing up with their new ex
periences. It is curious to sco the tiny filaments
of friendship putting forth, and winding thoir
fragile tendrils around their small acquaintance.
What a littlo world it is tho little world that
is allowed to go into the menagerie at half price !
Has it not its joys and its griefs; it cares and
its mortifications ; its aspirations and its des
pairs ? Ono day the old soldiers came home in
high feather, with a note. An invitation to a
party, ''Master Millets compliments, and
would be happy to see the Masters and Miss
Sparrowgrass to" tea, on Saturday afternoon."
What a hurra'fft' there was, when the note was
road ; and how the round eyes glistonod with
anticipation ; and how their checks glowed with
the run thoy had had. Not an inch of the way
from school had they walked, with that great
note. There was much chuckling over their
dinner, too ; and we observed the glow never
left their cheeks, even after thoy wore in bed)
and had been asleep for hours. Then all their
best clothes had to be taken out of tho drawer
and brushed j and the best collars laid out ;
and a small silk apron, with profuse ribbons,
improvised for our little maid ; and a groat-to-do
generally. Next morning I left them, as I
had to go to tho city ; but the day was bright
and beautiful. At noon, the sky grew cloudy.
At two o clock, it commenced raining. At
three, it rained steadily. When Ireached homo
in the evening, t8jr wore all in bed again ; and
I learned thoy bl boon prevented going to the
party on account of the weather. " Thoy had
been dreadfully disappointed," Mrs. Sparrow-
grass said ; so we took a , lamp and went up to
have a look at them. ' There thoy lay the hope-
lul roses of yesterday, all faded ; and one poor
old soldier was sobbing m his sleep.
We begin to think our eldest is nourishing a
secret passion, under his bell-buttons. Ho has
, been seen brushing his hair more than once,
lately ; and, not long since, the two youngest
came home orying, without him. Upon inves
tigation, we found our eldest had gone off with
a school girl twice his size ; and, when he re.
turned, he said ho had only gone home with her
because she promised to put some hay run on
his hair. Ho has even had the audacity to ask
me to write a pieoe of poetry about her, and of
course I complied.
TO MY Bid SWEETHEART,
My love lias long brown curls,
And blue forget-me-not eyes )
Site's the beauty of all the girltt
But I wish I was twice my size ;
Then I could kiss her cheek,
Or venture her lips to taste t
But now I only can reach the ribbon
She tics arouud her waist.
Chocolate-drop of my heart !
I dare not breathe thy name
Like a peppermint stick I staud apart
In a sweet, but secret flame :
When you look down on me,
. And the tassel atop of my cap,
I feel as if something had got In my throat, .
And was choking against the strap.
I passed your garden and there,
On the clothes lines, hung a few
Pantalettes, and one tall pair
ltcmiiidcu me, love, of you
And 1 thought, as I swuug on the gate
in the cold, by myself alone
How soon the sweetness of hoarhounddlcs,
Buj the bitter keeps on and on.
It was quito touching to see how solemnly tho
old soldiers listened, when this was being read
to them ; and when I came to tho lines
' I feel as If something had got In my throat,
: Awl w:s choking gaiiwfc the strap1'
Ivanhoc looked up with questioning eyes, as if
he would havo said, " how did you know
that?"
It is surprising how soon children all chil
dren begin to love poetry. That dear old la
dy Mother Goose ! what would childhood be
.without her? Let old Mother Gooso pack up
her satchel and begone, and a dreary world this
would bo for babies ! No moro " Pat-a-cake
baker's man ; " no moro " Here sits the Lord
Mayor ; " no more " This littlo pig wont to
market; " no moro ' Jack and Jill," going up
the hill after that unfortunato pail of water;
no more " One, two, buckle my shoo;" and
" Old Mother Hubbard;" who had such an un
commonly brilliant dog! and " Simple Simon,"
who was not so simple as the pieman thought
he was ; and Jacky Horner, whose thumb stands
out in childhood's memory like Trajan's legend
ed pillar ; and the royal architecture of " King
Boscuin ; " and the peon into court life derived
from the wonderful " Song of Sixpence ; "
what would that dear little half-price world do
without them ? Sometimes, too, the melodious
precepts of that kind old lady save a host of
rigid moral lessons " Tell tale tit," and
" Cross-patch, draw the latch," are better than
twenty household sermons. And then those
golden legends ; " Bobby Shaftoe wont to sea ;"
and " Little'Miss MufEtt, who sat on a tuffit ;"
and the charming moon-story of Littlo Bo Peep
with her shadowless sheep ; and tho capital
match Jack Sprat mado, when he got his wife ;
and the wisdom of that great maxim of Mother
Goose
"Birds of a feather flock together."
What could replace theso, should the price
less volumo be closed upon childhood forever?
When wo think of the groat world, and its
elaborate amusements its balls and its con
certs ; its theatres and its opera-houses ; its
costly dinners, and toilsome grand parties ; its
clanging pianos, and its roaring convivial songs;
its carved furniture, splendid diamonds, rouge,
And gilding ;its hollow etiquette, and its sickly
sentimentalities, what a poor miserable show it
makes beside little Posterity, with its toils and
pleasures ; its satchel, and scraps of song, sit
ting by its slender pathway, and watching with
great eyes the dazzling pageant passing by.
Littlo Posterity ! Sitting in judgment by the
wayside, and only waiting for a few years to
close, before it brings in its solemn verdict.
What delicate perceptions children havo, live
ly spmpathics, quick-eyed penetration. How
they shrink from hypocrisy, let it speak with
ever so soft a voice ; and open their littlo chub
by arms, when goodness stops into tho room.
What a sad-faced group in was that stood upon
our bank, the day little Tommy was drowned.
There is a smooth sand beach in front of our
house, a small dock, and a boat-house. The
rail-road track is laid between the bank and the
beach, so that you can look out of the car-
windows and see the river, and the palisades,
the sloops, the beach, and the boat-house.
Ono summer afternoon, as the train flew by the
cottage, (for the station is beyond it a short
walk), I observed quite a concourse of people on
ono side of tho track on tho dock and down
by the water's edge. So when the cars stopped,
I hurried back over the ground I had just passed
and on my way met a man who told me a little
boy was drowned in tho water in front of
my house. What a desperate raco Sparrow
grass ran that day, with the imago of each of
his children successively drowned, passing thro
bis mind with the rapidity of lightning flashes !
When I got in the crowd of peoplp, I saw a poor
woman lying lifeless in the arms of two other
women ; some were bathing her forehead, some
were chafing her hands, and just then I heard
someone say, "It is his mother poor thing.'
How cruel it was in me to whispor " Thank
God ! " hut could I help it? To rush up the
bank, to get tho boat-house key, to throw open
the ontsido doors, and swing out the davits, was
but an instant's work ; and then down went
the boat from the blocks, and a volunteer crew
had pushed her off in a moment. Then they
slowly rowed her down the river, close in shore ;
for the tide was falHng, and every now and then
the iron boat-hook sank under water on its er
rand of mercy. Meanwhile we lashed hooks to
other poles, and along the beach, and on the
dock, a number of men were busy searching for
tho body. At last there was a subdued shout
it cams from tho river, a little south of the boat
house and the men dropped the poles on the
dock, and on the beach, and ran down that way,
and we saw a little white object glisten in the
arms of tho boat-men, and thon it was laid ten
derly, faco downward, on tho grass that grew
on the parapet of the rail-way. Poor little
fellow ! Ilo had been bathing on tho beach, and
had ventured out beyond his depth in the river,
It wiis too lute to recall that little spirit that
slondor breath had bubbled up through tho wa-
ter half an hour before. The poor people
wrapped up the tiny whito death in a warm
shawl ; and one stout fellow took it in his arms
and carried it softly along the iron road, follow
ed by the concourso of people
When I camo up on tho bank again, I thank
ed God, for the group of small, sad faces I found
there partly for their safety partly for their
sympathy. And we observed that aftornoon,
how quiot and orderly the young ones were ; al
though tho sun went down in splendid clouds,
and the river was flushed with crimson, and the
birds sang as thoy were wont to sing, and the
dogs sported across the grass, and all nature
neeiued to be unconsciously guy over the melan
choly casually ; yot our little ones woro true to
themselves, and to humanity. They had turn
ed ovor an important page in life, and they were
profiting by the lesson.
Dr. Kane.
A SKETCH, BY DR. WILLIAM ELDER.
W ii en a man's life is heroic, and his name has
passed into history, tho world wants to know
him personally, intimatoly. The gravo and
reverend chronicler," passing over his begin
nings, prosonts him abruptly in his full-grown
greatness ; men render the admiration earned,
but the sympathetic emulation1! wakened is con
cerned to know how he got into his maturity of
excellence. This curiosity is not an idleness of
tho fancy, but a personal interest in tho facts
that springs out of those aspirations which p
every man upon tho fulfillment of his own des
tiny. How camo this man to excel what was
in him what happened to dovolop it? " Some
men arc born great j somo havo greatness thrust
upon them." How camo this man by it? In
it within my reach also? and, by what means?
History provokes us with such questions as
those: Biography answers them.
Doctor Elisha Kent Kane is not quite thirty
four years old, yet ho has dono more than cir
cumnavigate the globe ; he has visited and tra
versed India, Africa, Europe, South America,
the islands of the pacific, and twice penetrated
the Arctic region to tho highest latitude attained
by civilized man. He has encountered the ex
tremest perils of sea and land, in every cliuiato
of the globe ; he has discharged in turn the
severest duties of the soldior and tho seaman ;
attached to tho United States Navy as a surgeon,
he is, nevertheless, engaged at one time in tho
coast survey of the tropical ocean, and in a
month or two, we find him exploring tho frigid
zono; and all the while that his personal expe
riences had the character of romantic adventuro,
he was pushing them in the spirit of scientific
and philanthropic enterprise.
As a boy, his instinctive bent impelled him
to tho indulgence and enjoyment of such adven
t
ures as were best fitted to train him for tho
work before him. His collegiate studies suffered
some postponement while his physical qualities
pressed for their nocossary training and disci
pline It was almost in tho spirit of truancy
that he explored the Blue Mountains of Vir
ginia, as a student of geology, under tho gui
dance of Professor Rodgers, and cultivated, at
once, his hardihood of vital enorgy and those
elements of natural science which were to qual-
fy him for his after services in the field of
physical geography. But, in due time he re
turned to the pursuit of literature, and achieved
the usual honors, as well as though his college
studios had 'suffered no' uiversion -hii muselea
and nerves were educated, and his brain lost
othing by the indirectness of its development,
ut was rather corroborated for all the uses
which it has served sinco. He graduated at the
University of Pennsylvania first, in itscollegi
ato, and afterwards, in its medical, department.
His special rehhses in study indicated his natu
ral draft : chemistry and surgory ; natural sci
ence in its most intimate convorso with sub
stance, and the remedial art in its most heroic
function. He went out from his Alma Mater a
good classical scholar, a good chemist, mine
ralogist, astronomer, and surgeon. But ho
lacked, or thought he lacked, robustness of
frame and soundness of houlth. He solicited an
appointment in the navy, and upon his admis
sion, demanded active service. Ho was appoin
ted upon tho diplomatic staff as surgeon to tho
first American Embassy to China. This position
gave him opportunity to explore the Philippine
Islands, which he effected mainly on foot. Ho
was the first man who descended into the crater
of Tael ; lowered moro than a hundred feot by
a bamboo rope from the overhanging cliff, and
clambering down somo seven-hundred moro
through the scorice, he made a topographical
sketch of the interior of this great volcano, col
lected a bottle of surphurous acid from tho very
mouth cf the crater; and, although he was
drawn up almost senseless, ho brought with
him his portrait of this hideous cavern, and tho
specimens which it afforded.
Before he returned from this trip, he had as
cended the Himalayas, and triangulated Greece,
on foot ; he had visited Ceylon, the Upper Nile,
and all the mythologio region of Egypt ; trav
ersing tho route, and making the acquaintanco
of the learned Lepsius, who was then prosecu
ting his archaeological researches.
At home again, when tho Mexican war broke
out, ho asked to bo removed from the Philadel
phia Nuvy Yard to the field of a more conge-
liul servico ; but tho government sent him to
the Coast of Africa. Hero ho visited the slave
factories, from Capo Mount to the river Bonny
and through the infamous Dr. Souza, got ac
cess to the baracoons of Dahomey, and contrac
ted, besides, tho Coast Fever, from the effects
of which he has never entirely recovered.
From Africa he returned before the close of
tho Mexican war, and believing that his con
stitution was broken, and his health rapidly
going, he called upon President Polk, and de
manded au opportunity for service that might
crowd tho little remnant of his life with
achievements in keeping with his ambition ; the
President, just thon embarrassed by a tempo
rary non-intercourse with General Scott, char-
god the Doctor with despatches to the General,
of great moment and urgency, which must be
carried through a region occupiod by the enemy.
This embassy was marked by un adventure so
rouiantio, and so illustrative of the man, that
wo are tempted to detail it.
On his way to the Gulf he soourod a horse in
Kentucky, such as a knight errant would havo
chosen for the companion and sharer of his ad
ventures. ' Landed ut Vera Cruz, he asked for
an escort to convey htm to tho capital, but the
officer in command had no troopers to sparo ho
must wait, or he must accept, instead, a bund
of ruffian Mexicans, calld tho Spy Company
who had taken to tho business of treason and
trickery for a livelihood. He accepted thorn,
and went forward. 'Near Puobla his troop en
countered a body ol Mexicans escorting a nuui-
. ;rr-.
ber of distinguished officers to Oriiaba, among
whom were Major General Gaona, Jpovernor of
Puebla; his son, Maximilian, . a3. General
Torejon, who command the brilliatffo charge of
horso at Buen'a Vista. Tho surpriscwas mutu
al, but tho Spy company had the iilyantage of
the ground. At tho first instant of the discov
ery, and before the rascals fully comprehended
thoir involvement, the. Doctor shonfed in Span
ish, "Bravo! the capital adventure, Colonel,
from your line for the charge ! " 'And down
they went upon the enemy; Kne and his
gallant Kentucky chargor ahead., 4nderstand
ing tho principle that scnd(f siiitajlow-candle"
through a plank, and" that irijg oo;entiim of a
body in its weight multiplied velocity, he
dashed through the opposing R i.a'nd turning
to engage after breaking theirPiiHJie found
himself fairly surrounded, "o jJjjjS-f en
emy giving him thoir special att&.tion. One of
theso was disposed of in an inr.ant by rearing
his horso, who, with a blow of his fore foot,
floored his man ; and whaling suddenly, the
Doctor gave the other a word wound, which
opened the external iliao artery, und put him
hors de combat. This subject of the Doctor's
military surgery was tho young Maximilian.
Tho brief melee terminated with a cry from tho
Mexicans, "We surrender." Two of the offi
cers mado a dash for nn escape, the Doctor pur
sued them, but soon gave up thochaso. When
ho returned, he found his ruffians preparing to
massacre tho prisoners. As ho galloped past
tho young officer whom he had wounded, he
heard him cry,. " Sonor, save my father." A
group of tho guerrilla guards woro dashing
upon the Mexicans, huddled together, with
their lances in rest. Ho threw himself before
them one of thorn transfixed his horso, unothcr
gave him a severe wound in the groin. Ho
killed the first-lieutenant, wounded the second
lieutenant, and blow a part of tho colonel's
beard off with the last charge of his six-shooter ;
then grappling with him, and using his fists, ho
brought the party to terms. The lives of tho
prisoners were saved, and tho Doctor reecivod
their swords. As soon as General Gaona could
reach his son, who lay at a little distance from
the scene of the last struggle, the Doctor found
I him sittin" by him, recoivin
his last adieus.
Shil'ting the soldier and resuming the surgeon,
he secured tho artery, and put the wounded
man in condition to travel. Tho ambulance
got up for the occasion, contained at onco the
wounded Maximilian, the wounded second-lieutenant,
and tho man that had prepared them
for slow traveling, himself on his litter, from
the lance wound received in defence of his pris
oners ! W hen they readied ruooia, the Doc
tor's would prevent tho worst in the party.
He was taken to the government house, but the
old General, in gratitude for his generous ser
vices, Sad hiw' otmvoyed-ta'l his 4wu boutt.-
Generul Childs, American commander at Puebla,
hearing of the generosity of his prisoner, dis
charged him without making any terms, and
the old General became the principal nurso of
his captor and benefactor, dividing his atten.
tions between him and his son, who lay wounded
in an adjoining room. This illness of our hero
was long and doubtful, and ho was reported
dead to his friends at homo.
, When he recovered and returned, he was cm
ployed in tho Coast Survey. While engaged in
this service, the government by its correspond
ence with Lady Franklin become committed for
an attempt at tho rescue of Sir John and his ill
starred companions in Arctio discovery. Noth
ing could be hotter addressed to the Doctor's
governing sentiments than. this adventuro. Tho
enterprise of Sir John ran exactly in the current
of ono of his own enthusiasms the service of
natural science combined wilh heroic personal
effort; and, added to this, that sort of patri
otism which charges itself with its own full
share in the execution of national engagements
of honor; and besides this cordial assumption
of his country's debts and duties, there was no
littlo force in the appeal of a noblo brave spiri
ted woman to the chivalry of the American
Navy.
Ho was " bathing in the tepid waters of the
Gulf of Mexico, on tho 12th of May, 1850,"
when he received his telegraphic order to pro
ceed forthwith to Now York, for duty upon the
Arctic expedition. In nine days from that dato
ho waB beyond the limits of the United States
on his dismal voyago to tho North Polo. Of
this first American expedition, as is well known
to the publio, ho was thosurgoon, tho naturalist,
and the historian. It returned disappointed of
its main object, aftor a winter' in tho regions of
otcrnal ice and a fifteen months' absonco. I
Scarcely allowing, himself a day to recover
from the hardships of this cruise, he set on foot
tho second atto;npt, from which he has returned,
after verifyiqg by actual observation tho long
questioned existence of an open sea beyond the
latitude of 82, and beyond the temperature,
also, of 100 bolow tho freezing point. His
Personal Narativo," published in 1853, re
counts the adventures of the first voyago, and
diecovors his diversified qualifications for such
an enterprise.
The last voyage occupied two winters in the
highest latitudes, and two years and a half of
unintormitted labor, with tho risks and respon
sibilities attendant. He is now preparing the
history for publication. But this part of it
which best reports his own personal agency,
and would most justly present the man to the
reader, will of courso uMuflpresscd. We would
gladly supply it, but as yot this is impossible to
us. His journal is private property, the extracts
which we may cxpoct will be only too shy of
egotism, and his companions have not spoken
yet, as somo day they will speak, of his conduct
throughout tho torrible struggles whioh togeth
er thoy endured.
To form anything like an adequate estimato of
this last achievement, it is to be recollected that
his whole company amounted to but twenty
men, and that of this corps or crew he was the
commander, in naval phrase ; and when we are
apprised that his -portfolio of scenery, skotched
on the spot in ponoil, and in water colors kopt
fluid over a spirit-lump, amounts to over three
hundred sketches, we have a hint of the extont
and variety of the offices ho filled on this voy
age. He was in fact the surgeon, sailing-master,
astronomer and naturalist, as well as cap
tain and leader of the expedition.
' This man of all work, and desperate daring
and successful doing, is in height about five feet
seven inches j in weight, say one hundred and
thirty pounds or so, if health and rost would
but give him leave to fill up his natural measure.
His complexion is fair, his hair brown, and his
eyes dark gray, with a hawk look. Ho is a hun
ter by every gift and grace and instinct that
makes up tho character; an excellent shot, and
a brilliant horseman. He has escaped with
whole bones from all his adventures, but he has
several wounds which are troublesome ; and
with 'such general health-as his, most men
would call themselves invalids, and live on fur
lough from all tho active duties of life ; yot he
has won the distinction of being the first civ
ilized man to stand in latitudo 82 30'- andj
gaze upon tho open Polar Sea to reach the
northernmost point ( land on the globe to
report the lowest temperature ever endured
tho heaviest sledgo journeys ever performed
and the wildest lifo that civilized man has suc
cessfully undergone ; and to return after all to
tell the story of his adventures.
Tho secret spring of all this energy is in his
religious enthusiasm discovered alike in the
generouB spiri t of his adventures in pursuit of
science ; in hih enthusiastic fidelity to duty, and
in his heroic maintenance of the point of honor
in all his intercourse with men.
In his department there is that mixturo of
shyness and frankness, simplicity and fastidious
ness, sandwiched rather than blended, which
markB tho man of genius, and tho monk of in
dustry, lie seems confident in himself but not
of himself. His manner is remarkable for
celerity of movement, alert attentiveness, quick
ness of comprehension, rapidity of utterance
and sententious companions of dictation, which
arise from a habitual watchfulness against the
betrayal of his own enthusiasms. Ho seems to
fear that bo is boring you, and is always dis
covering his unwillingness " to sit" for your
admiration. If you question him about the
handsome official acknowledgments of his ser
vices by tho British and American governments,
or in any way endeavor to turn him upon his
own gallant achievements, he hurries you away
from the subject to some point of scientific in
terest which ho presumes will moro concern and
engage yourself; or he says or he does some
thing that makes yon think ho is occupied with
his own inferiority in soiuo matter which your
conversation prosonts to him. One is obliged to
struggle with him to maintain tho tone of re
spect which his character and achievements de
serno ; and when tho interview is never, a feel
ing of disappointment remains for the failure
in your efforts to ransack the man as you wish
ed, and to render the tribute which jrou owed
him.
We wish we could be sure that he will not,
in his forthcoming work, give us tho drama
without its hero; or we wish the expedition
and its hero had a chronicler as worthy as he
would be were he not tho principol character
in tho story.
Dr. Kane's Narrative of tho Expedition, now
preparing, and in process of publication by
Messrs Childs & Potereon of Philadelphia, will
embrace the important discoveries mado in the
frozen region far beyond the reach of all the
predecessors of the American exploring party,
and these perilous adventures, crowded with
romantic incidents, winch, in me language oi
the Secretary of tho Navy, " not only excito
our wonder, but borrow a novel gtandeur from
the truly benevolent constitutions which anima
ted and nerved him to his task." Graham's
Magazine, Feb., 1856.
Prom Littell's Living Age.
Death of Red Jacket.
Ho was taken suddenly ill in tho Council
Houso, of cholera morbus, whero he bad gone
that day dressed with more than ordinary care,
with all his gay apparel and ornaments. When
he returned ho said to his wifo, " I am sick ; I
could not stay till the Council had finished. I
shall never recover." Ho then took off all his
rich costumo, and laid ft carefully away ; he
reclined himself upon his couch, and did not
riso again till morning, or speak except to an
swer somo slight question. His wifo prepared
him medicine, which ho patiently took, but
said, " It will do no good ; I shall die." The
next day ho called her to him, and requested
her and tho little girl ho loved so much to sit
beside him, and listen to his parting words.
" I am going to die," he said. " I shall nev
er leave tho house again alive. I wish to thank
you for your kindness to mo. You havo loved
mo. You havo always preparod my food, and
taken caro of my clothes, and been patient with
me. I am sorry i ever iroaiou you uasinoiy
I am sorry I left you becauso of your new re
igion, and am convinced that it is a good reli
gion, and has mado you a better woman, and
wish vou to persevere in it. I should like to
have lived a littlo longor for your sake,
meant to build you a new house and make you
more comfortublo, but it is now too lute. But
I hope my daughter will remomber what I have
so often told hor not to go in the stroets with
strangers, or assjoiate with improper persons,
She must stay with her mother, and grow up a
respectable woman.
' Whon I am dead it will be noised abroad
through all the world they will hear of it
across the great waters, and say, Ked Jacket
the great orator, is dead.' And white mon will
oome and ask for my body. They will wish to
bury mo. But do not lot them take me. Clothe
mo in my simplest dress put on , my leggins
and mv moccasins, and hang the cross which i
havo worn so long around my neck, and let it
lie upon my bosom. Thon bury me among my
rm.lo. Neither do 1 wisn to do Duriou wim
rfa I wish tho ceremonies to be as
Iis""
.nn like, according to the customs of your now
w,liiion. if vou choose. Your minister says the
it will r so. remaps mey win. n u.oy
" . . i mi rr n
T wih toTiso with my old comrades. I do not
wish to rise among pale faoos. I wish to be
.,,,,nrl1 hv red men. Do not make a feast
according to the oustoms of tho Indians. Wbon
ever my friends chose, they could come and feast
with mo when I was well, and I do not wish
those who have never eaten with me in asy cab
in, toturfeit at my funeral feast."
When he had finished, he laid himself again
upon the couch, and did not rise again. He
lived several days, but was most of the time in
a stupor, or else delirious. Ho often asked for
Mr. Harris, tho missionary, and afterwards
would unconsciously mutter, " I do not hate
him; he thinks I hate him, but I do not. 1
would not hurt him." The missionary was
sent for repeatedly, but did not return till he
was dead. Whon the messenger told him Mr.
Harris had not como, ho replied, " Very well.
The Great Spirit will order it as he sees best,
whether I havo an opportunity to speak with
him." Again he would murmur, " He accused
me of being a snake, and trying to bito some
body. This was very true, and I wish to repent
and make satisfaction." "" .
Whether it was Mr. Harris that he referred
to nil the timo hs was talking in this way could
not bo ascertained, as he did not soem to com.
prehend if any direct question was put tb him ;
but from his remarks, and his known enmity to
him, this was the natural supposition. Some
times he would think ho saw some of his old
companions about him, and exclaim, " There is
Farmer's Brother ; why does ho trouble me
why does ho stand there looking at me? " then
he would sink again into a stupof
The wife and daughter wero t'le only ones to
whom he spoke parting words, or gave a part
ing blessing ; but as his last hour drow nigh,
his family all g.tthercd around him, and mourn
ful it was to think that the children wero not
his own his woro all sloopiug in the little
churchyard where he was soon to be laid ; they
wero his step-children the children of his fa
vorite wife.
These ho had always loved and cherished,
and they loved and honored him, for this their
mother had taught them. The wife sat by his
pillow, and rested her hand upon his head. At
his feet stood the two sons, who are now aged
and Christian men, and by his side the little
girl, whoso little hand rested upon his withered
and trembling palm. His last words were still,
"-Whcro is tho missionary? " and then he
clasped tho child to his bosom, while she sobbed
in anguish her oars caught his hurried breath
ing his arms relaxed their hold she looked
up, and he was gone.
He had requested that a vial of cold water
might be placod in his hand when ho was pre
pared for tho burial, but the reason of tho re
quest no ono could divine. It was complied
with, however, and all his wishes strictly heed
ed. The funeral took place in tho littlo mission
church, with appropriate, but the most simple
ceremonies; and he was buried in the littl
mission burying-ground.at tho gateway of what
was onoe an old fort around him his own peo
ple aged men, sachems, chiefs and warriors,
and little children.
Anecdote op Washington'. On a certain oc
casion, Gen. Washington invited u number of
his fellow officers to dine with him. While at
tho tablo, one of them uttered an oath. The
General dropped his knife and fork in a moment,
and in his deep undertone, and with character
istic dignity and deliberation, said : " I though'
that we all supposed ourselves gentlemen." He
then resumed his knife and fork, and went on
as before Tho remark struck like an eleotrio
shook, and, as was intended, did execution, as
his remarks in such cases wero very apt to do.
After dinner, the officer referred to remarked to
his companion that if tho General had struck
him over the headwith his sword, he could have
borne it, but tho homo thrust which ho gave
him was too much. It was too much for a gen
tleman. It is to bo hoped that it will bo too
much for any one who protonds to be a gentle
man. The Tennessee Ghcst.
Seeing in a late Post a notice of the celebrated
Cocklane Ghost," of London, I am reminded
of another ghost of which I have not before
thought for years, that made a great noise and
created a tremendous excitement at the time. It
made its appearance in Robertson couniy.Tenn.,
somo thirty years ago, or upwards, at the house
of an old Mr. Bell. Hence I call it the " Ten
nessee Ghost," or perhaps I had better call it the
Bell Ghost," as it seemed to have visited his
house on account of a daughter he had familiar
ly called, " Miss Betsey Bell." It was in the
form of a voice speaking in difierent parts of the
house. It generally, as gliosis are wont to do,
manifested itself only in the night ; and, if I am
not mistaken, the lights had all to be put out
before it would speak. It would be heard some
times in one part of the house, and sometimes
in another ; moving about from the floor, under
the floor, and the walls, to the beds, open space
in tho midst of the house, the n.of, &c. The
ghost wculd converse freely with porsons ; and
such was the excitement it created, that the
house was constantly thronged with perrons from
all parts of the country coining even fifty miles
or more to hear it. When asked ho'v long it was
going to remain, it would reply, " Until Joshua
Gardner and Beteey Boll get married." Now
Mr. Gardner was a very likely young man, who
resided in the neighborhood, and with whom the
writer of this subsequently bocame well acquaint
ed. Such wasthe numberof people who throng
ed the house, night after night, that they came
near eating old Mr. Bell, out of " house and
home."
Hut the thing could not always last ; the spell
of enchantment was destined to be broken. It
turned out that Miss Betsey Bell was a ventrilo
quist had, from some c'ueumstance, become
aware of the possession of such powers -had
fallen in lovo with Mr. Gardner, sud wished him
to marry her and had fallen upon this plan to
bring about a matrimonial union. But Joshua
Gardner an J Bolsey Ball never married ; and the
ghost at length " vanished int air," as is gen
erally the end of all ghosts. There are num
bers now living, in Robertson county, Tenn.,
llmrictn.
and elsewhere, who heard this ghost, and were
well acquainted with the circumstances. Satur
day Evening Post, .
A Colored Discourse.
My lex', brudereri and sisterin, will be foun'
in de fus' chapter ob Genesis, and de twenty
seben verse :
" So de Lor make man jus' like Hese'f."
Now my bruderen, you see that in de beginuin'
ob de world, ds Lor' make Adam. I tole you
how he make him ; be make him out ob clay,
an' he sot him on a board, an' he look at him
an' ho say ' Furs-rate ;' an' when he got dry, he
brcthe in 'im the breff ob life. He put 'im in
de garden ob Eden, an' he sot 'uirjn one corner
ob de lot, an' he tole 'im to eat all de apple'
'cepten' dem in de middle ob de orchard ; dem
he wanted for de winter apples. Byme-by Adam
he got lonesome. So de Lor' make Ebe. I tole
you how he make her. He gib Adam lodnom,
till he got sounq sleep ; den he gouge a lib out
he sido, and make Ebe : an' he sot Ebe in de
corner ob do garden ; an' he tole her to eat all
de apples, 'centen' dern in do middle ob de
orchard; dem he want for winter-apples. Wun
day de Lor' go out a bisitin': de debhil come 'long ;
hodresi hisself in do skin ob de snake, an he
find Ebe ; an' he lole her : ' Ebe ! why for you
no eat de apples in do middle ob de orchard ? '
Ebe say: Dem de Lor's winter apples.' But
de debbil say : 'I tole you for to eat dem, case
deys do best apples in de orchard.' So Ebe eat
de apple, an' gib Adam a bite ; an' de debbil go
away. Byme-by do Lor' come home, an' he miss
de winter-apples ; an' he call Adam ! you Ad
am? ! Adam he lay low : So do Lor' call again:
'You Adam!' 'Hea! Lor,' an' de Lor' say;
' Who Btole de winter-apples ? ' Adam tole 'im
he don't know Ebo, he espec' ! So do Lor
call : ' Ebe ! ' Ebe she say low ; de Lor call
again ; ' You Ebe ! ' Ebe say : ' Hea Lor'. De
Lor' say: Who stole de winter-apples!' Ebe
tole 'im she don't know Adam she expec' ! So
de Lor' cotch 'em bofT, an' he trow dem ober de
fence, an' he tole dem, ' Go work for your libiu'l'
Knickerbocker.
The following incident we find in Knicker
bocker fur February :
"Our little four-year old boy is a practical
amalgamationist. Going out the other morning
for our daily tramp over the hills, we found him
playing with a litile colored boy of his own age,
as happy as a lark. We gave him a kiss, and
was passing on, when he said, pointing to the
lit'le black boy, with a sorrowful expression, as
if he had been neglected or overlooked, ' Fader,
kisa Abey ! ' His colored friend was ' purging
ihick amber ' at the time, and the request struck
us forcibly as one not to be complied with. No:
though he had ' washed him in snow-w::ter, and
uvula bis faco never so clean,' we don't think we
could have ' done the deod ! ' So we passed on,
musingly, thinking alone of the frank and ingen
U9us sympathies of children."
Love Amono the Turks. A young man
desperately in love with a girl at Stancho, ea
gerly sought to marry her, but his proposals
were rejected. In consequence of his disap
pointment, he bought somo poison and destroyed
himself. The Turkish police instantly arrested
the father of the young woman, as the cause, by
implication, of the young man's death, under the
fifth species ef homicide , he became, therefore,
amenable for this act of suicide. When the case
came before the magistrate, it was urged literal
ly, by the accusers, that if he, the accused, had
not a daughter, the deceased would not have fal
len in love, consequently, he would not have been
disappointed, and had not died. Upon all these
counls, he was mulcted to pay the price of the
young man's life ; which was fixed at eighty
piastres, and was accordingly exacted.
Waggish Chaplain. The Fairmount Vir
ginian says the Rev. Henry Clay Dean, the
present Chaplain to the United States benate, was
some years ago, a resident of North-Western
Virginia. While preaching one day at a church
situated a few miles from Fairmount he was an
noyed by the inattention of his congregation, as
manifested in turning their heads to see every
body that came in. ' Brelhen." said he, " it is
very difficult to preach, when thus interrupted.
Now, do you listen to me, and I will tell you tho
name of every man as he enters the church."
Of course this remark attracted universal atten
tion. Presently some one entered. " Brother
William Sutterfield ! " called out the preacher,
while that "brother" was astonished beyond
measure, and endeavored in vain to guess what
was the matter. Another person came in.
"Brother Joseph Miller!" bawled out the
preacher, with a like result ; and so perhaps, in
other cases. After a while the congregation
were amazed at hearing the preacher call out, in
a loud voice" A little old man, with a blue
coat and white hat on! Don't know wno ne
! You may look for yourselves ! "
A Good Rrasom. A couutry pedagogue had
two pupils, to one of whom ne was very yarn-.,
and to the other very severe. One morning it
happened that these boys were very late, and
were called to give an account of it.
" You must have heard the bell, boys ; wny
did you not come ? "
" Please, sir," eaid tne iavoriie, t was s
dreamin' that I was goin' to California, and I
thought tho school bell was the steamboat bell I
was goin' in."
" Very well," said the master, glad ot a pre
text to excuse his favorite and now, ir,' turn
ing to the other lad, " what have you got to
say
1 "
Please, sir, please," said the ptmlcd boy,
' , was waitm' to see Tom off! "
" Colonol Watson is a fine looking man, isn't
he?" said a friend to mo lately. "Yes," I
replied. " I was taken for him the other day, "
continued oiy friend. " Yon ? " said I, " why,
you are as ugly as gin!" " 1 don't care for
that, 1 was taken for him once ; 1 indorsed his
bill, and 1 was taken for him by the bailiff. "
Pretdnder to a crows. A lady's bennel.

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