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JAMES R. MORRIS, EDiTea and Peoppietor
WOOD8FIELD, OHIO, SATURDAY, MARCH 13, 1847.
Vol. III. N. 52. j
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THE MANIAC.
' To see the human mind o'eturned,
' Its loftiert heights in ruin laid, ',
And reaion'a. lamp which brightly burn'd,
' ' Obscured or quench 'd in frenzy shade;
A sight like this may well awake ,
Our grief, our fear lor nature's sake.
It U a powerful humbling thought-" .
.' To know the empire oi the mind,
With wit endow'd, with science fi aught,
Is fleeting as the passing wind;
And that the richest boon of Heaven
To man, is rather lent than given. -
To-day he sits on Reason's throne,
, And bids his subject powers obey;
Thought, Memory, Will all seem his owo,
v Come at his bidding, list his sway; -To-morrow
from dominion hurled,
-Madness pervades the mental world.
Yet think not, though forlorn and drear -
The Maniac's doom, his lot the worst;
.There is a suffering more severe ..
i- Than these sad records have rehears'd;
:Ti his whose virtues struggle still
la hopeless conflict with his wilL '
There are, before whose mental eye,
Truth hath her chastest charms display'd;
But gaudier phantoms, fluttering by,
The' erring mind have still betrsy'd;' '
TDl gathering clouds, in awful night, '
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Have quench d each beam of Heavenly light.
There are, whose mental ear hath heard
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. The"8lillsmallvoice!yet prone of wrong
Have proudly, foolishly preterr'd
The sophist's creed, the syren song; :
And stak'd upon a desperate throw, : , .
Their hopes above their peace below.
- There are, la short, whose days present
One constant Scene oi painful strife,
I'.-): Who hourly far themselves invent ' ' "
- u fresh conflict."; 'till this dream of life :
't'l . Has made their throbbing bosom ache,
: - And, yet, alas, they fear to wake.
' ' With their' compared, the Maniaes doom,
y' Though abject, must be counted blest;
t Hi mind, though often veil'd in gloom, .
' At times may know a vacant rest
' Not so while thought and conscience prey,
. Upon the heart which slights their sway.
0 Thou! whose cause they both eipome,
" ' : la mercy bid such conflict ceasej
' ' Strengthen the vreak'ning sinner's vow,
, . And grant him penitence and peace
Or else, in pity o'er the soul, i
'' - The dark'ning clouds ot madness roll. '
g From the N. Knickerbocker.
j The; Enthusiast.
BT L. WARD SMITH.
Not many weeks bro 1 received
an epistle frem Professor ' E , of
Cambridge, which contained the fol
lowing carte blanche! "Touching the
manuscript, although time had so de
stroyed its texture and worn away its
coler and characters as to assimilate
it very nearly to the venerable loaves
of the Magnalia in which you found it,
it remained for you to disturb its long
repose; during a. century and a hall; it
is yours by discovery.' 1 have aacer-
tamed that none ot the lamily men'
tioned in it survive; so that the obiec
lion I .suggested -is removed. There
fore, as far as 1 am concerned, Libero
icriplum riligionei ' put it forth then, if
you will; it will illaslrate the times and
the customs of its 'reverend, author.
'i '''!. r . ' '..i:
Ity me oy,you lorgot me ancient aiiic
law:1 He that shall pilfer out of the
Lyceum or Academia any thiag of the
lewt value, shall sulrer, death.' But 1
forgiv' you. tc." 1 J' ' ' ,;
;j Thus my, learned relation explained
the moftut acquirtndi, and became .the
greatest nart ir the Dublicationof ths
manu8cnpt, whlch appears to be in
the lorra oi a diary, and begins as fol-
f;:Th4nKs to Go4 for his tender mer
cies ta the. Cftllegel i Oft times I pray
that, toe Earnestly applying our heart
to see the business that' is, done upon
the earth, we forget not that pleasant
and delectable which is truly a foun
tain 6f gardens and a', well of ( living
Wrii nJXterlayJ. washa'com
: mencementt.1 jThere i appeared more
tiiaU ieven'tjr ,'yp.ong men, of whom we
niayi'fajri with gladness that they have
lead and wrote as much as many have
done in'Wther places. ; Alas! the poor
ypu.tV,.wbpsejitAddea illness interrupted
the proceedings. ' Though ; 1 perceiv.
ed' whh'InelaBcholy1' heart 1 hia pallid
countenance and tottering step, 1 whs
soon led to admire the power ol the
enthusiastic' soul to strengthen and
compact the waits of its earthly temple.
He discoursed of the spirit; whether
when passed awny it mingles unseen
with these that, remain in the flesh;
and when he came to speak of the ter
restrial body, and to depict that , .
' i ' naked cage of bone.
From which the winged soul is long since flown,'
tiie glory of the celestial body, whose
surpassing beauty he described, illuim
n.ited his own countenance. His eye
seemed purified to discera, in what to
us was vacancy, the objects of a spirit
ual world. Isat very near to him, be
cause I clearly perceived that assidu
ous application had wrought to fearful
' , I L - I .
excitement a meiuncnouc tempera
meat, tenacious of emotion, and strong
ly disposed to sadness and fear, I was
therefore more than the rest prepared
when 1 beheld him stretch forth his
hnnds and beckon strangely, crying at
the same time, in a sud and solemn
voice. Come! come! He fell exhaus
ted into my arms, for there was but a
step between us, and with an incohe
rent muttering, lost nil consciousness
of our presence. Seeing the faintness
continue, I opened his vest and remov
ed the covering Irom his bosom, that
the cool air might restore the suspen
ded circulation; and I saw depicted
thereon, as a set!, in faint but certain
lines, the image of a spider! What it
did import 1 knew not, but I instantly
replaced the linen, lest this revelation
should c;ue the poor youth p tin when
the cloud of his affliction had passed
over him. His countenance was sweet
and peaceful, as if in sleep. Twice or
thrice, reviving as with loving affec
tion, we conveyed him to his lodgings.
lie opened his eves, and seemed to
smile with gratitude and recognition
upon lis. . To-morrow I shall seek him.
I bless God that he is nigh at hand!" ;
"lie is gone that dear youth for
whom my soul travailed, to the abode
of his uncle in the pteasant village of
tie nas wriuen to aesire me
to so to him, ere the silver cord be
loosed. 1 will hope,' notwithstanding
his presentiments, that he may yet live
many years, and rejoice in them all.
1 will go, tor the request is of God.
May 1 carry with me comfort and con
solation, for indeed he is not to me as
the son of the stranger."
'Twas after the toilsome journey
of u day, through the solemn forest,
that travel-soiled. and .weary I beheld
before me the dwelling ot mv afflicted
scholar. Surely the spirit of heaviness
had written upon the door-posts "Des
olate.1' The house was lofty and spa
cious, but it was sad and still. The
blinds were closed, and 1 heard no
voice of gladness, nor any sound sa ve
my heavy tramp over the scented leaves
through the damp uisles of the grove
which curtained the building. Alas:
I found him Iving upon a couch," pale,
attenuated, spiritual. He welcomed
me with a heavenly smile, and bade
me sit near him, that 1 might not lose
the taint whispers or his voice: and
when I began to speak words of encour
agement, he gently pressed my hand
and raised his eyes to Heaven, and af
ter the silence which followed he told
me that he had urged my coming from
the conviction that ha was about to
die: and that 1 migtit remove or explain
the anxiety from which he suffered,
but before he would confide to me its
source, he wished me to answer a few
inquiries.' Willingly I consented; and
then fixing upon me his eyes, which
were black and full of the deepest mel
ancholy, he asked me whether I thought
thatanv one of the: millions of disem
bodied spirits around and among us can
at pleasure assume a mortal shape and
communicate with the living world?
1 answered him that certainly it was
possible to Umnipotence to change the
mode in which the powers of Nature
act; that it would doubtless be a mira
cle, ' which before we admitted we
should rather explain by attributing it
to the diseased action ot the body up
on the mind, or of the mind upon the
body, or to a combination of mental
with corporeal deluion. He next in
quired whether, after the flood had
8 wept away the issues of intermarriage
between the "Sons of God" and the
daughters of Adam, witchcraft was re
cognized in the Old Testament. To
this I replied, that I believed its denun
ciations were aimed at idolatrv and
poisoning, and that tha witch of Endor
herself was more astonished than Saul
at the apparition of Samuel, and that
under Christ nothing of this kind 'was
permitted; far that, be the bid thin
what they 1 may,; assuredly ' ail things
were now made new.' 'v1-' I -
"When we htfd conveised far into
the night upon these and kindred sub
jects. I constantly excusing the errors
of primitive times, and reminding him
that although, by philosophy we had re
duced to system mnny wonderful works,
yet often for very terror we see not
that Uod hath made every thing beau
tiful in his time; and on the other hand,
he incredulously suggesting doubts and
urging the authority of the divines, the
law-givers, and the common sentiment
of modern nations; then, perceiving
the throbbing of his pulse, the fulness
of his veins, and the increasing lustre
of his eyes, 1 feared lest fever was
creeping insidiously upon him, and
counselled him to sleep and to deter
the discourse to a more seasonable op
portunity." "In the morning all wastranquil and
serene. Toward evening arose a terri
ble storm, the casement shook with
the mighty winds, and the branches of
the thick oaks were torn down and
scattered in the forests. ' There hung
in the apartment in which the young
mau lay, a large painting, over which
was thrown a linen covering. When
the storm was at its height, and the
thunder broke and rolled incessantly
over our heads, he beckoned me to ap
proach, and in low and tremulous tones
requested me to remove the veil. 1
did so, and there appeared dimly in the
twilight a painting of wonderful skill
and power. It represented the inter
lorof a house ot worship. At a long
table beneath the desk, sat seven or
eight men clothed in black habiliments,1
whose countenance were stern and
threatening. A few feet before them,
wrapped also in a dark mantle, stood
a female of great beauty and comman
ding figure. ISach ot her hands was
held by a person of mean and malig
nant visage, who at the same time
seemed to be urging a little girl to ap
proach him, who had fallen before him
apparently in convulsions.- Tears
streamed down the pale cheeks of the
lady, and her eloquent eyes were lifted,
in sorrowful and reproachful appeal,
to the solemn face of a ma n, who clasp
ing to his bosom a book,- reclined a-
gainst one of the pillars of the desk
and looked composedly upon her a-
guish. Out oi the great clouds which
oversnaaowea us came ionn iigntmng
and fitfully revealed to us, in startling
radiance, the mournAil beauty of her
countenance. ; Truly, I thought I be
held in it the appearance of the likeness
of an angel's glory; but suddenly while
Ilooked,:the features of the chief of
those who sat there, as it seemed in
iudgment, appeared familiar to me. 1
recognised also other faces. The
room itself was not unknewn to me;
then'I plninly discerned that it was the
trail of one accused of witehcraft, and
could not doubt that one to be the
weeping woman The persons clad in
dark robes were the justices. An offi
cer held the prisoner's hands, lest she
should afflict her accuser, the little
girl who had striven in 'vain to ap
proach her, that she might be touched
by her, and thereby escape the suffer
ings wherewith the agents ot the King
of Hell tormented her. The leaning
figure 1 knew not. lhea I remember
ed the singular emblem delineated on
the heart of that young man, nnd also
a rumor of his origin, which 1 heard at
his joining the college; but regarding
it as a relic ot . the false days, which,
blessed be lod! have passed away, I
had long since forgotten it. Also 1
recollected the earnestness of his dis
course respecting the phantoms, and
the sad conviction ot a mystery, a pro
phetic sense of ill possessed my soul.
But combatting these most distressing
thoughts, I turned to the poor youth
who lay with perfect tranquility, alter
nately watching the workings of my
features and looking mournfully upon
the exquisite painting. 1 refrained from
further inquiry, and entreated him to
permit me to draw the ample curtain
to exclude as far as possible the vivid
flashes, which, when he consented, I
did; and seating myself apart from him,
I trustei that God would regard my
prayer and visit his eyelids with slum
ber. ' ' '( ';'. ;.; :;
" "About midnight the door of the a
partment was opened nnd I saw upon
the threshhold a man of melancholy as
pect and grey locks which fell unre
strained over a long Genevan robe.
The rays of a. lamp which he held in
his hand streamed forth into the room
upon the face of the. sleeping youth,
which when he saw, without seeming
to observe my presence or warning
gestures, he'noisely crossed the apart
ment, and stood by the bed. He mur
mured with rapid 'Utterance what 1;
deemed to be a prayer, -l.turbed by
the sound, slight as it was, the poor suf
ferer suddenly opened his eyes. ' For
a moment he seemed unable to recall
his wandering consciousness, but then
a terrible gleamof recognition shot from
his eye; a wild cry burst from his lips;
and recoiling as far as the bed would
permit, he clenched and drew about
him its coverings as if to shield himself
frem an expected attack. Horror and
detestation disfigured the lineaments of
his countenance, then all was still;
but the chest of the old man heaved
violently, and sob after sob broke from
his half-broken heart. I saw there the
spirit of the strong man shaken, and
beheld great drops roll down his quiv
ering features, r ailing upon his knees
beside the bed, he cried in a voice of
aDguish:
"My son, forgive! forgive'.
"But the young inan.pointingsolcmn
ly to the portrait, only answered him:
M y mother!'
"Slowly, almost fearfully, the aged
man turned his head and looked upon
the mournml figure.
"'It is indeed your mother,' he said
'So she stood: so she appealed to me,
when I believing erring'
"Sobs choked his utterance; strong
shudder thrilled his frame, and with a
powerful effort at self-control, he looked
up to heaven and exclaimed with so
lemnity: " 'God knows the secrets of all hearts!
You thought me dead, my child, but
often, often from the deep forests,. the
abode of savages and wild beasts, I have
enme unseen to watch and pray for you,
the offspring of a love which neither
delusion nor the grave could extinguish.
How have 1 mourned to sec you day
by day pining and fading away under
the curse of bitter memory; to know
that for me you never felt the love of
a son; that from myself you inherited
that fatal tendency to believe in the su
pernatural, which led me to violate the
principles of nature and destroy her
who is now an angel of light! When
I heard, that sad and lonely, you lay up
on the bed of sickness, I resolved to see
you, hear you speak, and then leave
you till God unites us again in Heaven.
And now I will tell you all; how by the
wiles and subtlety of the Devil, 'I; Tell
and dragged to the tomb my innocent
wife. 1 was, you may have heard,
foremost in the councils of our people.
Death had taken from us the most of
those citizens on whose strong wisdom
we were accustomed to lean. The
province was exhausted by taxation.
The savages crossed the interior fron
tiers, and burned and plundered our
towns, captured and slew many of their
inhabitants, and pirates sailed up and
down our coasts unpunished. We had
lost our character; the new one did
not shield us from political jealousies
and changes. All was afloat upon an
ocean of uncertainty. Theological
controversies embittered the inter
course of the brethren, while terrible
prophecies were declared to be in the
course of fulfilment. It was perhaps
our peculiar tendency to trust in the
vagaries ot a credulous imagination.
Seeing all these things, we did. believe
that Satan had begun to reign.
"There was then in my family a girl
twelve years of age, whose inexplicable
behaviour excited oursurpriso and won
der. She would sometimes leap up,
and falling from her chair, roll beneath
the table, and with violent screams, and
the most extraordinary contortions, ut
ter a wild gibberish. 1 asked the o
pinion oi a physician, who declared that
she was afflicted by the malignant pow
er of some person who was in league
with the Arch-Fiend himself. This
crime was not new to me; I had read
of it in the sacred volume. It was for
bidden by our laws, and recognized by
the wisest and holiest men of the time.
The fit continued for many days, and
after much entreaty, the girl declared
that her tormenter was my wife; that
in the night she felt her body pierced
with pins, and her joints wrenched by
an unseen hand; that once she saw a
venomous spider fasten itself upon the
wrist of the accused, which for a long
time she did not remove, but gazed up
on it with pleasure; and when at last
it crawled away, she said she saw
where it hnd lain a strange mark which
was the seal of Satan! ' , ' '.,
"My soul was filled with horror. I
believed her not. The news spread
through the colony; my friends came
to me, and together we sought of God
to know the truth. ' We kept a solemn
fast: the violence of the attack did not
abate: others exhibited the same symp
toms! the congregation met. and a
court was organized. Then it was the
Foison began, to work with me.' Long
"struggled with the fiend,' who ever
seamed to say :' lThy Wife or thy soul !
wiiicnr At msi i y leiuea up my earin-
ly attachments to what I believed was
the command of God, I no longer in
terposed my influence to prevent her
trial. She was carried before the judg
es, 'tried, and on the testimony ot her
foresworn accuser, sentenced to an ig
nominious death. Alasl how supersti
tion steels the heart against compas
sion! The sighs, the tears, the loveli
ness of my deserted wife, seemed to me
only the powerful charms of the sor
cerer, I pressed the Bible to my heart,
and suffered her to be borne away to
prison, There, in the midst of grief
and agony, you, my beloved son, were
born. How bitter was the agony, let
the symbol on your bosom witness
And from those dreary walls your
mother never went, till from the fatal
hill her pure spirit rose to Heaven 1'
"When the truly penitent man thus
concluded his sorrowful history, his son
sternly regarding him with eyes which
seemed about to start from their sock
ets, in a low, impressive voice slowly
pronounced these words:
" 'Thou art a murderer!'
"Then heaving a deep sigh, he fell
backward, and a death-like paleness
overspread his face.
"His eyes were closed, and for many
minutes we strove to dispel the faint
ness. At last the expression of his
features changed; the frown relaxed,
and a smile seemed to hover about his
mouth. His lips moved, and we heard
him softly whisper:
(('I hear thee, sweet mother! Oh!
leave me not. I will obey."
"1 hen he rose from the bed. like one
whose strength is miraculously renew
ed. He gently - took, the old man's
hand, and said:
"'I too have a tale to tell, my father.
I did believe you dead; that I alone re
mained of our unhappy family; that
kind uncle who protected my infanc)
told me the story ot our misfortunes,
and while he deplored your error, said
you only yielded to the spirit of the age.
This 1 knew; and through sympathy
with my mother's fate, strengthened
with my strength, I thought you also
had suffered and were dead. I did not
wrong your memory with abhorrence
then; I strove to forget you; yet how
fdhdy was I in the world. My origin
was known; I perceived that I was pit
ied. I did not like to mingle with
mankind because I lacked the energy
which hope inspires.' I looked upon
myself as inferior to my fellows. My
frame, always delicate, could not en
dure their vigorous sports, and I fled to
books for solace. J enjoyed abstruse
inquiries, especially regarding the na
ture of the soil and intellect. Une night,
when, after such employment, I had
retired, and was reflecting, before re
signing myself to sleep, upon the sub
ject of my evening's reading, I beheld
a beautiful female approaching my bed.
She was dressed like my mother. At
the dreadful trial it is strange that I did
not experience terror. No; all the love
which years of sad reflection had
wrought up even to devotion, now ral
lied at my heart. 1 sprang from the
couch; but gently waving her hand
she retreated,. and avoided my proffer
ed embrace. Often since that night
has she appeared to me, and once, in
pity of my tears, she spoke and told
me she was happy, I never revealed
my secret; it would not be believed;
yet I look for those interviews as the
only enjoyment of my existence.
Gradually the lingering compassion for
your sorrows, my father, took flight;
and in its place 1 felt scorn and indig
nation; and when to-night for the first
time I beheld your face 1 knew at once
that the slayer of my mother was be
fore me.'
"His voice trembled and his features
quivered with excitement, as the sur
face of a lavely lake is ruined by sud
den winds.
"'You were alive, and had come to
vex my troubled spirit. I thought you
were a fiend! 1 1 heh,in the trance Which
followed, I saw again that angelic be
ing; oh! beautiful and radiant, in gar
ments of dazzling purity. She bent
over me, and the rustling of her robes
was like the waving of the silver trees
of Paradise.'- She kissed me with cold
lips, and bade me, as I laved her mem
ory, forget that she had suffered, and
tell. you that your cruelty was forgiven.
I had sworn never, except in death, to
forgive you; but now I feel that the
sands of life are ebbing. Behold how
sweetly she smiles upon us! Come!
let us look together upon that hallowed
form. . Oh! '.my- father! how couldst
thou destroy a being so innocent, 'so
perfect? thou, he? only,! her natural
defender! 1 She was the beloved of thy
youth; bore within-her bosom ; the
pledge of mutual, affection.- See hew
those cruel, meri .frown upon her.
They rudely grasp her "delicate limb;
they tear her away: the cunning girl
laughs at her frenzied appeal to thee,
her friend, her protector, her husband!
And thou, and I forgive , .
"He sank back fainting into nay
arms; a sudden trembling seized hu ex
hausted frame; a cold dampness gat&
ered upon his forehead; his eyes open
ed closed: the strings of that delicate
harp gave way, and the soul of . thai
poor enthusiast fled for repose to. thai
great Rock, whose shadows reached
him even in this weary land." . " '.' '
. Thus the pious man concludes hia
entries; and though I often ransacked,
the library and papers of the Professor,
and again and again turned over tha
leaves of the Magnalia,! found no clue
to the subsequent history of the unfor
tunate father.
A Long Mooted Point Skttlsd. It
is a common opinion that if a condern
ned criminal is not executed at the
time designated in his sentence the o
mission is equivalent to a pardon, and
he must be discharged. The case came
up in Canada, recently, before tha
"Resident Judge" of the district , oC
2Voii Rivieres. One Roberts was sen
tenced to be hanged on the 20th of No
vember; for certain reasons, pertaining
to the nature of his crime, he was not
hanged, and subsequently a motion was
made by his counsel, on habeas corpus.
for his release from prison as a man,
virtually pardoned. The "Resident
Judge" decided against the motion, on
the following grounds
"The penalty of death pronounced,
against a convict is like a pecuniary
condemnation pronounced against a
defendant; the debtor must pay the.
judgment unless the creditor acquit
him. In this case the Sovereign is the
creditor of the life of Roberts for the -crime
which he has committed. Ha
who has been condemned to death can
not be relieved except by the Sover
eign authority, and - in the manner re
quired by law. Thas.so long as the
sentence of death is not abrogated by a
pardon in lorm. the condemned person
may always be executed and no one
has the right to save him but the Sover- .
eign or his representative. . : ,f ; . .i
n i . .-
noDeris is 10 oe imprisoned in the
nnif pnf inrv fnr lif nnlaiaa tli finv.
prAirrri ithar finrrlnn Yxtm rr Cm
waw w sasuwMW aailAB Vs) V41 IV.
his execution. J
, California,
From all accounts, the Californiana -
are heartily averse to Mexican rule, ,
and have virtually declared themselves -independent
of Mexico.- Proof of this-:
appears in a letter from Mr. Col ton, .
recently chosen Alcalde of Monterey
alta California.) In this letter he says: .
"the citizens ot Monterey elected
me on the 15th inst. Alcalde, that of
Chief Magistrate of this jurisdiction. I
had been performing the duties of the
post under appointment of the com
mander-in chief of the American forces
here. This mission expired on the ISth
when I was elected by the suffrages of
the people. The vote polled was a
very . large oue, though' no officer or
seaman, connected with our squadron,
went to the polls. : pmu.j
'The masses are thoroughly with usv
and right glad to get rid of Mexican,
rule. Had it been otherwise they would-
never have elected me to the chief ma
gistracy of Monterey. We are all re
garded more in the light of benefactors
than victors. 1 heir friendship and
confidence must never be betrayed.
California must never be surrendered to
Mexico. If that country has still geod
claims to her, let those claims be liqui
dated by an equi valen t in money. But
it would be treason to the lives of the
best inhabitants to surrender the pro
vince itself. Let Congress at once an
nex her to the Union as a territory, and
establish a civil government." Saint
Louis Union.
Indian Troubles THREATawaiv
The St. Louis Republican gives a la
mentable account of the warlike feel
ing at present prevailing among soma
of the more powerful Indian ' tribes on
the western borders. A letter from
Port Scott says, that the Sac and Osaga
Indians had recently held a council, tha
object of which was to unite their for
ces and influence in robbing and plun
dering the whites. The principal men
of the Creek nation, It ' is also itattd
were sending hostile messages to tha
Osages, demanding remuneration . for
alleged losses, and threatening if their
misting property should not be return
ed, to rally their forces and take it
The savages are probably 'tinder tha
hope of receiving aid from Mexico.
We must send an adequate .force into
that country and punish tkose tnarder
rs. " " r' .

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