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I liayc sworn upon the Attar of God, eternal hostility to every 'form of Tyranny over the Mind of Man." PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY JOHN S. INGRAM. Volume I. A WESTliltJJ STOnY. roUNllF.I) OX FACT. The state of Georgia is one of those warm rcotton-planting regions where negroes live Rnd labor. The white population, ofcoursc, fill the offices of Church and state, and attend to the merchandise of the land. Mr. HIcnry Losslcy was the son of a gentleman who Wan in but moderate circumstances. He was raised in the general custom of rais ing children among the Southron planters; c received a tolerable education and some knowledge of book-keeping, having spent a few months in the house of N , in the town of A -. in the nineteenth year of his ngc, ho tormeu an attachment lorMiss wary iansing, a lady of some accomplishments and personal beauty but her patrimony kvas small. Mr. J.ossloy and Miss Lansing kvcro frcqueniy in d:lch other's company, & every time they met their mutual attach mcnt increased. They often spoke of their affection for each other, and lamented that their prospects were not such as to justify their connection for life. Thus matters ivcnt on with them fdr several years, till, at length, finding it impossible to be happy unless in each other's sodictyi they dctcr- lincd to cast their lots together and if they should not be able to move through the world in the 6tylc they could wish, at all, ivents, they could siirip'rtrt themselves do- Econtly; sd they were united by that tie which is the most sacred and enduring that can be formed in this life. For sonic months after their union they did not seem sensible of their want of pecu niary means; but it soon became evident that they would have to gain support by their actual labor and it was also certain that in Georgia they could not do more than ob- Itaih a mere subsistence, and at last mold age Ibc without any settled home to which they did not seem willing to submit. It was thought best that Mr, Losslcy should travel (into some new country, get a piece of land, and make some little improvement on it, land then return to carry on his companion. Many wdrc the anxious thoughts that filled their bosoms the husband had his fears lest he should fail in obtaining a pleas- lant home! for his beloved one, whom ho was about to leave behind; and the wife already began to count the weeks, and even the days, she should be left as it were, alone in the world while, on the other hand, they both looked forward with pleasure on the j time, when, in anew country, growing with I its growth & strengthening with its strength they should rise to a state of inrportnncC in tho world. Tlio time of separation at last arrived; and j Mr. Losslcy, after embracing tho best of all earthly friends gave tho parting hand, took this journey not knowing certainly whither lie was going. He travelled to tho state of Kentucky, and was about to contract foi a ' piece of land in the neighborhood of where the town of II is .now built. He availed himself of the first opportunity of writing a few lines to his beloved one, in order to let flier know where ho was and what he was doing. This letter nevor reached the beloved ob- ject for whom it was intended, but foil into the hands of one, whose name shall be1 f revealed on thai day." Suffice it to say, that there was one with whom Mr. Losslcy h ii ... tnau ucen a compotitor. An answer came i but not from Mrs. Lossley, but apparen tly from her father, with whom ho had left liter during his absence. 01 horrid letter, never shall I forget its language: "Dkau Son Your wife took sick about week after your departure. At first wo Wu not entertain any fears concerning her. After some days her brain becamo affected, arid she lost her reason, and while in this situation she called every person who was in attendance upon her and came to sco her "Henry!" A short timo bofore her death she camo to herself, and scorned to have but one desire to live, which icas to see you! mid her last sentence was, '0, mu dear Henry! and shall I never see him more in this life!" and breathed liar last." M,OOMSBURO, COIiUMBIA COUNTY, FA 'SATURDAY JUNES 24, 1837. On the reception of this letter, Mr. Loss ley became almost desperate. His whole amount of earthly good seemed to be cut off at dnc stroke. Ho made several attempts to answer tho letter, hut found it impos sible to write on such a painful subject, lie became a solitary man being in a land of strangers he had no person to whom he could unbosom himself; and though grief is fond of company, yet ho had to share his alone. The thoughtbf returning to the place where he had so often beheld the face and lovely form of his now lost Mary, without being able to sec her, he could not bear; and having left but little behind,, save his companion that was of any consequence to him, he gave up tho idea of returning. Nei ther had he any disposition to settle himsclfi and finding that he could sustain his grief better, When travelling, than in any other way, he Wandered off without any settled point of destination. At length he found himself at the lead mines in Missouri. But ho yet beheld objects that reminded him of his loss, which induced him to sink still deeper into the bosom of the great forest; so hejerfied himself to a company of fur tra ders, aiuJ shaped his course to the Rocky Mountains.. tt vi?sffhc custom of the company to post a watch at nigflt, which was agrccd'to be taken by,turns yet, foromejtime, Lossley volunteered his 'services every night, so that when his companions were asleep, he would look upon the moon and stars, which once shown on him, when he, with his fair one hanging on his arm, used to take their little evening excursions. The scream of panthers did not intciupt him, while for the lamentations of the owl, he had a particular fondness, and rarely for months, did he take his departure from a camping place, with out leaving the letters, 'M. L.' on some of the hitherto undisturbed trees of the forest, lie passed nearly two years among the North Western Iudiansi The hardships he endured the dangers through which he passed all had a tendency to call off his mind from former sorrows, and the females which he soriitimcs looked upon, were so unlike his Mary, that by the time he had returned to Missouri he had in some degree, obtained his former cheerfulness. But no soondr did he enter tho former settlements where ltd again beheld the fair faces and graceful forms, than a recollection of his departed MarY returned. But the roll of years at length wdrc away his grief, and finding at last an object of which ho could place his affection, ho again entered iuto a married concction: From the timo that he left his companion in Georgia, till he marri ed his second wife, it ivits about five years! But what shall wo say about Mrs. Lossley for strange to tell, sho yet lived! Weeks, months, and years' passed by, but had brought her no tidings of her absent hus band. Post offices were examined but no letter came. Ilis name was looked for in the public prints but could not bo found Travellers were inquired of but of no avail! not a word could she hear of him. Atlengtl she gave him up as dead, and conceived of his death' in many ways; at ono timo site would fancy she could sco his bones at the bottom of some stream, in which he had been drowned, by attempting to cross; again she would seo him in some lonely spot murdered by robbers, or destroyed by In dian violence ; & at other times sho would fancy sho saw hint languish on some foreign bed, and after a long and lingering illness, fall into the grave among strangers? A thousand times she looked outtho way she saw him depart, and mourned him dead till time dried up her tears. After a lapse of soven long years and more since the departure of Mr. Lossloy, Mr. Starks offered his hand in marriage toMre. Lossloy; and as it was firmly believed by horself and friends that ho was dead Mr. Starks being a gentleman worthy of her, she accepted the offer, and they were mar ried. At this timo Mr. Losslevwas living with his second wife, in the State of Missouri? where he continued to live for sometliing like eighteen years. About fourteen years after his marriage, his second wife died and ho was left with two children, a son and a daughter. Tho daughter was the eldest and took charge of her father's house but little more than three years, after the death of her mother she married and moved to North Alabama, and her father and broth er went with her. In the moan timo Mrs. Starks had lost her husband arid father, and having but one child, and that a little daughter, she remo ved to North Alabama also, to live with an !iged uncle, who was living in that part of tho country &ojhat Mr. Lossley becatnc ueighbor6aituOicy5lbecame with cac aclr'other sSlColZoxsir.uf tfiisitiUfi iiu jiuu uuuiiuuu wueu among h among thofuritral dcrs) and Mrs. SldrkcW TlToVformcd'an attachment for each other, and Mr. Lossley evcniuatty oiicreu ins Hand in marriage which site accepted. It is to be observed that during the whole of their intercourse they took great care never to mention any circumstance connecting itself with their first marriage, and both passed as bavin? been married but once they had both been so very cautious on this subject that the slight est trace of their former acquaintance was not discovered until the night before the marriage was to have been solemnized. Perhaps tho sacred fount of theii former sorrows was sealed too deep to be readily broken up again by cither of them. The night before marriage, as they were conversing alone, the Colonel remarked that he expected to be a little agitated the next evening while attending the ceremo nies of the wedding "for,' said he, "when I married the first time I was not so much embarrassed as when I married the last!" to which Mrs. Starks replied; "You have been married twice, then, it seems?" The Colonel at first, tried to change the subject of the conversation, but soon found that would not do and knowing it would have to come out sooner or later, he went into a detail of all tho circumstances connected with his first marriage, giving names and dales. This was a subject on whicji the Colonel was eloquent. He remarked that his long lost Mary was never out of his mind for one hour at a time; owing to that fact, he had often spoke of her to those who had never heard of her, and could not enter into the conversation with him. He went on to state that sho was his Rachel his first choice the companion of his youth; having taken hold of his feelings at such an early age, tho impression was indelible, i recollection of her namo could never be c rased from his mind, "and though" said ho, "I have passed through the town & the country, the dreary wilderness; through winter, through sumi.ier; amid friends and foos! through health and aflliction; through smiles and frowns; yet I have borne paint' ed upon my imagination the imago of my beloved Mary. 1 Hero the mists began to gather in tho eyes of tho Colonel, and for a few moments a death-liko silence prevailed. At length looking upon his intended bride, ho saw that she had taken more than usual inter est in tho relation ho had been making. He then broke the silence by saying, "you must forgive mo for the kind rcmcmberanc I bear for the beloved companion of my youth." While ho was uttering this sen tence Mis. Starks swooned away, fc would have fallen from her seat, had not the Colo nel supported her. While sho lay in this death-liko state, many were tho reflections which passed throughthe mindof Col. Loss loy. First supposing as ho had for a time kept this secret from her, and atlastdivulg ed it without intending to do so, it might have a tondency to destroy her confidence in him, or cause her to fear that his affec tions vcro so much placed on the motnory of his first wife that it would bo impossible for him tolovo her as he ought; these and many other thoughts of a liko kind rushed through his mind, and ho but awaited tho powerofuttcrancoon tho part of Mrs. Starks to hear her renounce him forever. But, oh! how mistaken were his fears! No sooner was site roused from her swoon than she threw her arms around his neck, and resting her head upon his bosom, sob bed like a child crying out, " Oh, my hus band! my husband!" The Colonel being much astonished, inquired rather hastily what she meant? With her hands still resting on his shoulders, with a counte nance beaming with joy and suffused with tears she exclaimed with a half choked utterance, "I ani your Mary! your long lost Mary, and you are my Henry, whom I mourned as dead for these twenty years." Tho joy then became mutual. That night and the next day was spent in rela ting circumstances which had transpired Avith them during their separation, and ad miring the providence that brought them to gether. On the next evening those bidden to the marriage, attended. The Parson came but there was no service for him to render. The transported couple informed the assembly that they had been married upwards of twenty years before, and gave a brief outline of their history, and entered into the hilarity of the evening with a de gree df cheerfulness unusual to them both. RAGE FOR SPECULATION. The following amusing anecdote is ex tracted from a forcible article of the Now York Evening Post, designed to arrest the late prevalent rage for speculation: A traveller, once in the West, on setting out early one morning from the place where he had passed the night, consulted his map of the country, and finding that a very con siderablc town, called Venice, or Verona, or by the name df some other European city beginning with a V, occupied a point on his road, but some 12 or 15 miles off, conclud ed to journey as far as that place before breakfast. Another equally extensive town bearing as sounding a name, was laid down at a convenient distance for his afternoon stage; and there proposed halting for the night. He continued to travel at a good round pace until the sun had attained a great height in the heavens, and until ho comput ed that he had accomplished more than twice or thrice the distance which he proposed to himself in the outset. His stomach had long since warned him that it was time to halt, and his horse gave indications which plainly showed that he was of the same opinion. Still he saw no town before him, even of the humblest kind-, much less such a magnificent one as his map had prepared him to look for. At length meeting a solitary wood-chop per, emerging from the forest, he accosted him, and inquired how far it was to Vien na! "Vienna!" exclaimed tho man; "why, you passed it five and twenty miles back. Did you notice a stick of hewn timber and a blazed tree beside the road? That waS Vienna." Thd dismayed traveller then inquired how far it was to the other place, at which ho designed passing the night. "Why, you are fight on that place now," returned the man; it begins just on tho other side of yon ravine, and runs down to a clump of girdled trees, which you will sco'aboitt a mile farther on the road." "And are there no houses built?" faltered out the traveller. "Oh, no houses whatsomcver," returned tho woodman, "they hewed and hauled the logs for a blacksmith's shop, but before they raised it, the town lots were all disposed of in tho Eastern States; and every thing has been left just as you now seo it over since." What is the matter with that man,' ask ed a passor-by as ho recognized a fellow ly ing in a gutter. "Ho is slewed." "Who slow him?" "Old Jamaica." Every body, says the New-Bodford Ga zette, is beginning to believe that the best Bank is a bank of earth, and tho best share a plough-share. A friend says he is growing weaker and weaker every day. He has got so now that he can't raise five dollars. Number 9. WHIP BEHIND. Going along the side-walk the other day, our attention was arrested by the endeavors of a couple of lads to overtake a pleasure sleigh for the purpose of stealing a ride by hanging on behind. One of them being somewhat lighter of foot than his companion, was successful, while the other despite of all his efforts, w;s compelled to see the distance between him and the vehicle on wIik"' his more nimble playmate was seated japidly in. creasing. Chagrined that the other should enjoy what wiuYnll his efforts he could not, and determined to make his triumph short, he vociferated at the top of his voice, Whip behind! Whip behind!" Whip snugly seated on his boxt was too full of the milk df human kindness not to obey sd reasonable a requisition, and with a back handed cut peculiar to his craft, ho whip ped behind, dislodging in a trice his extra passenger, who was soon rolling in the snow. A shout of triumph burst from the lips of him who had been distanced in the race, as the other gave evident tokens of being 'whipped behind.' This simple in cident wa3 eloquent of human nature. How many are there, who, when they seo their companions outstrip them in the reach of honor and wealth will not call on fortune to "whip behind!' The politician, whose aspirings are for eminence, when he sees a competitor out stripping him in tho race how ready is he to exclaim, 'whip behind.' The sparkling eye of beauty is lit up with unwonted fire, when a rival appears to con test the throne, and she must be noblo minded, whose heart on such occasions does not, through the promptings of envy whisper to the tongue, 'whip behind.' In fine, vc may wander through all ranks of life, and rarely shall we find one who is not envious of his neighbors superior suc cess; and who does not mentally, at least invoke the power that is bearing his com petitor above hini to "whip behind." Whence all the backbiting and evil speak ing against one another, too often witness ed in society. Nine times in ten, were it correctly traced, its origin would be found in nothing but envy, the same principle which induced the boy to request the dri ver to 'whip behind.' The order of the day is to 'whip be hind,' and happy the person who receives not nor deserves this chastisement. Ro chester Hep-. A pretty cxlemive Library requiring 1000 caincls to draw it ! There was once in a certain part of India such a voluminous! library, that a thousand camels were requis ite for its transport, and a hundred brah mins had to be paid for the care. The king felt no inclination to wade through all this heap of learning himself, and ordered his well-fed librarians to furnish him with an extract for his private use. They set to work, and in about 20 years' time they pro duced a nice little encyclopedia, which might havo been easily carried by 30 cam els. But tho monarch found it still too large, and had not even patience enough to read the preface. The indefatigable brah mins began therefore afresh, and reduced the SO cargoes into so small a substance, that a single ass marched away with it in comfort; but the kingly dislike for reading had increased with age, and his servants wrote at last on a palm leaf, "The quintes sence of all science consists in the little word, Perhaps! Thrco expressions con tain the history of mankind: They were born; they suffered and they died. Love only what is good, and practice what you love. Bclievo only what is true, but do not mention all that which you believe." Wo arc ruined, not by what we really want but by what we think wo do; therefore never go abroad in search of your wants; if they be real wants they will come home in search of you; for he that buys what he does not want, will soon want what he can not buy.