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ifc irLofygji rf f psn - - - - AND CARRGLli; CHOCT AW AND TALLAHATCHIE COUNTIES ADVERTISER: i is I the Pro ssippi," eoi, l wu 11 the fol- 1, ia the n No. fif- st quarter No. twen- the nortfl I township I all lying and being, Jr ia whole iry Ten?' Adm'r. i L dee'd. i edto: yy mc fot W t of By G. W. H. BKOWrVi prospectus ar 'publishing in Me town of CarroUlon, Car roll county, Mtss., a weekly paper to be enti tled the ... Souther n I9 1 oncer , (BY G. W. H. BROWN. ) UNDER the above title of the "Southern Pio neer," Ave propose to publish in the town of fcarrollton, anew Weekly Taper, devoted to Politics. Ixrth State and National, Agriculture, the current news of the day, and the advancement of the great cause of Education. This paper will be devoted to what its conductor believes to be the best interests of trie State and county. It will advocate the great "Whig cause which you have recently seen so signally trium phant. Believing, that the principles put forth by the great Whig party as the tenets of its political creed, are the only true ones on which this Government was originally founded, and on which it should be admin istered, this paper will lend to those principles, when ever and wherever espoused, its hamble but cordial support. No man or set of men, will be by us unscrupulously sustained at the expense of principle, "Principles nor men," is our motto by this rule shall we be gov erned, and in subjecting all to this test, we shall as we find trcm, judge with impartiality, admonish with candor, and renrehend with iustice.. As humble Pio- feeers in the great cause of political truth, we shall ever point to the cardinal virtues of a representative Government. But, the interests of our State, and more particularly of our county, shall receive at our hands a constant and an earnest advocacy. While our sister counties have been the object of Legislative action, and Executive patronage, the county of Carroll has remained comparatively unknown and unappre ciated. It shall therefore be our pride, as well as our duty, to dev elope its vast resources and point out its numerous advantages. The cause of education, the cause of enlightened and progressive civilization, the only true bulwark of a nation's freedom, shall receive that attention its importance demands. In fine, as humble Pioneers in the great crusade against igno rance and error, we shell shoulder our mattock and shovel, and taking our place in the great march of modern improvement, our course shall ever be as Mar mionsaid to Stanly, '"On ward." TERMS. The "Pioneer" will be published every Saturday morning tat five dollars in advance, or six dollars at the expiration of six months, or six dollars fifty at the end of the year. 0-NO PATER WILL BE DISCONTINUED UNTIL ALL ARREARAGES ARE TA1D. ADVERTISEMENTS inserted at the rate of One Dollal per square (eight lines) for the first, and Fifty Cents for each subsequent insertion. The number of insertions must be marked upon the ms. or it will be published until ordered out, and charged accordingly. Articles of a personal nature, whenever admitted will be charged at double the above rates. Political circulars or public addresses, for the benefV of indi vidual or companies, charged as advertisements. Announcing candidates for office $10 each. Yearly Advertising.--For forty lines, or less, renewable at pleasure, each week, $05. Bills for advertising are due when the work is dose, and MUST be paid whuev.,'ed ror. .1 O It PIIISTIXU. fr7-In connection with the Pioneer Office, is a large MSOrtmenX OI new aim laamuuauic aa.vx . rWh enables us to execute all orders for Job Print ing in fine style. Wc solicit patronage in this line, t nrirrs the same as other well regulated offices in llississimri. Orders from Attorneys, Clerks, Sheriffs, &c.. rromrtlv attended to. ALL JOB WORK CASH. Letters or Communications to the publisher must be rosT-rAin, or they will not be taken out. JLn iiclle Caroline. T,Y 11. B. HIRST. Not for those charms in matchless beauty glowing, Not for those eyes beaming with heavenly light, Not for those tresses on the soft breeze flowing, -Black as the pinions of the shadeful night, Not for the faithless beauties I deem thine, My heart I give, Belle Caroline. No! for all these are trifles of the hour, Trifles that fade, as fades a dream away; Andtho' the heart acknowledges their power, The mind in sorrow feels they soon decay; Virtue is richer than the Indian mine, And that is thine, Belle Caroline. 1 oft have felt the heaven of ah eye; Bent me unto the magic of a smile; Listen'd with transport to a gentle sigh, Happy that love could thus my thou'ts beguile; But not a glance, a sigh, an eye like thine, I e'er felt, Belle Caroline. Fair girl, tW life seems richly bright before thee, Blossoms snrinrr nprfumed uo to deck thy way; Tho' sides are cloudless, friendship hovers o'er thee, na copes, bright hopes stand tortnm ncn arruj Think not of these, for pleasures more divine. Await the good, Belle Caroline. CHINESE WAR SONG. Hark, hark to the tramp of the fiery steeds! Hark, hark to the kettle tlrum! A flashing blade each phalanx leads, . And in one dark cloud they come! They come, with the glancing lance before, And the crooked scymetar! Hark, hark to the cry, Rhumore! Rhumore! 'Mid the thunder of the war! Oh weep! oh weep! ye Tartar maids, And braid vour locks of jet, With the palest flowers of the cyj ress glades, For the Tartar star has set? Ctagc! charge again, green Cohin's lords! T With the glittering spear in rest! ihe horse-hoof tramps on the Tartar hordes, A.nd rings on the Tartar crest! ; T?e.briehtl lade is waving o'er - . Vflark host nroudlv there! '. njla 8pin the cry,1 Rhumore! Rhumore? eals hud on the battle air. 1 h weep! oh weep! ye Tartar maids, And braid your locks of jet With the palest flowers of the cypress gladss, For the Tartar star has set! , , The Flo mi. It is not known where he lieir j ed tne plough was born, nor where sat r1Css V v "v "ua cucuicu iiiui e lor uit: nuppi- Wo i world than the whole race" of ith i conclueror8 who have drenched it MioJC rS fnd manured il ith blood, and tan t parentage and . education have r-..- el hc has effected more for the l ! i . '"JnacU down to IIS With n rirpfiinn nrn. ortionate to the mischief they have ------ 'wvJ.vrift 174 U i! . . . . ..... .1 ALEXANDER JtlcjMBOD. We copy the following from the JVew York Journal of Commerce. It is from the brother of Alexander McLeod, now imprisoned at Lockport, New York, and awaiting his trial upon a charge of murder and arson in the aflair of the Steamboat Caroline. We lay it before our readers because the important consequences Involved in the affair, have excited intense interest. Nash. Ban. Kingston, U. C. Feb. 1841. Gentlemen: "I have read in the Kings- ton Chronicle ot yesterday a letter signed, "Justice & Peace," on the subject of the Car oline, extracted from your journal, together with vour remarks on the same subject, both of which have so much pleased me, by their just views of the case, and the spirit of candor in which they are written, that 1 cannot re frain from laying before you, and should you think proper, beiore the public, the following statement of facts: With the right or policy of destroying the Caroline, 1 have little or nothing to do. On this side of the line, the right is questioned by few, and I have little doubt the time is not far distant when it will also be acknowledged by the thinking and impartial amongst our citi zens. Be that as it may, public opinion on either side is evidently not the proper tribunal for a decision of the question: but from the singular position in which my brother is pla ced in connection with this case, his friends must take a deep and painful interest, and this must be my excuse for thus intruding upon you; for although it were folly in me suppose I can, to any extent, influence men's minds in the matter, yet I consider it my duty to give a plain unvarnished statement in regard to my brother's alleged participation in the act for which he stands committed, as far as I am able, and to "correct certain mis-statements which will be hereafter alluded to. On the 29th December, 1837, my brother and myself, and thousands besides, were at Chippewa, for the purpose and with the de termination of defending our country against any attack from several hundreds of rebels and pirates assembled on Navy Island. In the course of the day, a small steamboat was seen plying between Schlosser and the Island, evi dently busy in the cause of the occupants. She was rightly conjectured to be the Caro line, which it was well known had been get ting ready for the purpose for several days be fuic aiBuflUlo. Any patriotic mind. canea'sily conceive the feelings, which the sight of this boat and her occupation engendered in the minds of our people, and deep and loud were the imprecations against her: but not a word of the attempt at capture was 'made public, and certain I am my brother was not one of those to whom it was made known, or very nrobablv he might have been one of the party. But in the evening, from the want of accom- modations at Chippewa, he rode down to otan- brd, (a village lour miles from tne tormer place,) where he remained at a lnends house ill next morning. I went to the quarters of some acquaintan- ces, volunteers nom uns lown, wucic iay down for the night; but was awoke about mid night by one of them who said: "We must turn out mere is someming going on. w e did so, and proceeded to the mouth ot the Chippewa, where a fire was being lighted. Immediately we observed on me opposite snore a vessel on fire, partially at first, but soon in a blaze and moving down the river towards the falls. It was the Caroline, bhe had met her fate. What the full consequences may be time must tell. I remember well, while I watch ed her hurrving on to destruction, and felt that her fate was just, I likewise thought of the ill feeling she was likely to occasion oe tween the two nations, considering the cause which the American border people hadespous ed. She had barely passed on to complete de struction. when her captors landed where I stood; from several boats. Had my brother been there I should have seen him; but I con fess I did not look for him. I never thought of his being there, and there he was not. He knew nothing of the burning of the Caroline, till next morning; and n J am not misiaKen, he knew it first from me. The rise of the ru mor of his being there, I cannot only account for thus: He. was active, and sufficiently dar ing, to assist in that which, in either of our Navies would be only thought a common "cut ting out affair;" and had been round the Island that day in a boat; along with several . who were really at the destroying of the boat. Had he been there, I feel certain that no fear of consequences would have made him deny, it; but to be stigmatised as a murderer on one side, and foolishly, lauded by some as a hero on the other, on Account of a transaction in which he had no share, can be any thing but pleasant. If has indeed been asserted that he has boas led of being at the burning of .the boat. To those who know him and the circumstances, I need say nothing. Tothose who do not, I say it is a gross falsehood. He has been blamed too by many, for lay ing himself open to an arrest by entering the United States: but what had he injustice to fear? He had been vaguely accused, without cause,of being guilty of what we consider no crime and was this sufficient to prevent a British subiect from entering the United States on his lawlul business? u is true a - uuc um had been found bv the Grand Jury of Niagara 1 . ft T. . t'ttn lilll" county in the early part '39 against one Angus CARROLLTON, MISSISSIPPI;1 SATURDAY MARCH 20, lSil. arrested on this indictment in August last, was duly liberated after a short confinement. But the persevering enemies of all good subjects of the British crown, the "Patriots" of the frontier, had not done with him, and on again visiting Buffalo, or rather on his return, he must be again arrested, and by an accumulation of the most gross perjury, and against the most di rect and respectable evidence in his favor; thrown into prison, where he must not only abide the uncertain effects of the law, but the will of the mob. He has not deserved such treatment from the hands of any portion of the American peo ple. He had uo quarrel with them, well and favorably known to many of them, liberal and courteous to all with whom he had deal ings, could he have expected the Government and People of a great Nation would look cool ly on, while his liberty, and even his life, was was made the sport of a vile conspiracy? Yet such has been the case. But he makes no pit iful complaint, he calls for no undue sympathy; his case is simply that of an injured and insul ted British subject; he has claimed the interfer ence and protection of his Government, which has been promptly afforded, as far as possible; and, come what may, be dreads not the issue. Still, his situation is a very unpleasant one, confined in a miserable jail, suffering in health, and debarred from society; and why? Can any 'lightened American answer without a blush for their country? The laws would allow him to breathe the air of freedom in his own land of liberty and law, but people would not, and it seems they are the higher power. Should he have a fair trial, and the character of the wit nesses on both sides be taken into account, I have no fear for his acquittal, and I hope such will be the case; but if otherwise, what then? I am, gentlemen, with much respect, Your ob't humble servant, . ANGUS McLEOD. The Printer. "I pity I pity the printer," said my uncle Toby. "He is a poor devil," rejoined I. "Ho tv so?" asked my uncle Toby. "In the first place he must endeavor to please every body, In the negligence of a moment, perhaps a small paragraph pops in upon him; he throws it to the compositor it is inserted; and he is d d to all intents and purposes." "Too much the case," said my uncle Toby. "Nor is this all," continued I. "He sometimes hits upon a piece that pleases him much, and ne thinKS u cannot dui go aown wn iu sub scribers; but alas! , who can calculate? lie Jiibeiu li una It Is over with him. Ttiey fOr- give others, but they cannot forgive a printer. He has a host to print for, and every one sets up for a critic. The pretty Miss exclaims 'why don't he.give us more poetry, and bon mot? Away with these stale pieces.' The politician claps his specks on his nose, and runs it over in search of violent invective finds none, he takes his specks off, folds them sticks them in his pocket, declaring the paper good for nothing but to burn. So it goes. Every one thinks it ought to ne primed lor himselt as he is a subscrber, and thus weekly it is brought to the grand ordeal!" A pretty hard hit. When Mr. Pickens nresented his report upon McLeod's case, Mr. Granger made a speech upon it taking ground against the temper ot the report, and its re ference to irrelevant matters. This called up Mr. Pickens, who said "he had a few remarks to make in reply to the gentleman from New York, Mr. Granger. That gentleman had delivered a regular set speech, prepared for the occasion, with tones as regular as if they had issued from a bagpipe. He was the very last gentleman here, judging from the sentiments he expressed a week ago, who, I should have supposed ,would have found his patriotism and his valor oozing out so soon from the palms ot his hands. To this Mr. Granger answered. "If the House will listen to my bag -pipe a few moments longer, I shall feel exceedingly obliged; and if its music is not so loud as that of my friend from South Carolina, Mr. Pick ens, it is only because I cannot fill my bags with as much wind as he can blow into his. The gentleman says my courage has sud denly "oozed out from the palms of my hands." I acknowledge that lite has for me many charms; probably no man clings to it with greater tenacity than I do, or is more closely bound by all the enjoyments of the present or the responsibilities ot the future. 1 never speak ot my courage, nor protess to nave been "born insensible to tear. This retort is capital. Many of our redd ers will doubtless remember that in a very vain-glorious speech made by Mr. Pickens some year or two since, he declared of him self that he "was born insensible to fear." Mr. Granger made a hit, a palpable hit. : . Nat. Courier. A letter from the correspondent of the N York American, dated Buenos Ayres, Novem ber 2Sth, 18-10, says: Alfred M. Slade, the American Consul here died on the 25th. His funeral was attended hv most of the nrinci pal officers of the Argen tine Confederation and by the British' and A mericah navy officers at Beunbs Ayres. Com modore Ridgeley has appointed. Ambry Ed wardsVEsci.. of New York," to, act as Consul until Mr. Shade's successor shall arrive here. The flairs of the Decatur and ot the Amen can ships in port, were hoisted half mast as a mark ot respect to nis memory - From the. New York Herald. ITlystcridus Marriage. A most singular affair took place last week at a village about ten miles this side of New- bourg -Bloomingrove we believe. On Thurs day about 11 o'clock in the morning, as a stout hearty, good looking young Jellow was work ing in a field there, close to the road, an open carriage, drawn by two handsome horses and driven by a negro, containing a gentleman and a very beautiful young lady, stopped just op posite to where the young man was at work. The gentleman, who was dressed in black, then jumped out and the young man, think ing that he wanted assistance, advanced to wards the carriage and met the strange gentle man, when the following conversation took place: "Gentleman. "My young friend, a married man?" Laborer. "No, sir. Gentleman. "Would you like to be mar ried, if you had a good chance?" "Laborer. "Well, I'tc never thought much about it." "Gentleman. "But would you get married to a handsome young lady, if she had money enough to support you and herself comfortable for the rest of your lives?" Laborer. "Well, I rather think I would." Gentleman. "Come then, and you shall be married at once to a lady I have in that car- riae-" Laborer. "No, stop; I must go home and dress first." Gentleman. "Oh, no! Aever mind your dress; come right away." So saymg they approached the carnage when the gentleman handed out the young ladv. who was most splendidly dressed. She shook hands with the farmer, asked his name, nn,l ihen ennuired where the 'Squire could be fmmrK whilst n slicrht moisture stole into her ovm. notwithstanding her attempt to smile and appear cheerful. The young man replied Kot Via wnulH lead the wav. Leaning on the ItJUl y arm of the gentleman, she reached the resi dence of the 'Squire, who soon unjtc4 her fast in the bonds of wedlock to the young man Whilst at the altar she was very pale, and shed tears. After the knot was tied, the lady asked for and received the marriage certificate which she put into a silk-velvet bag, and then all three went towards the carriage. Whe.n ihPir rpnehed it. the driver was mounted on ii.- ir moJit M.t.rf -.rWNih horsos heads 1 turucd in the direction whence they had come; the centleman handed the lady in, turned sharp around to the young husband, and put- ting a purse in his hand, exclaimed with some energy. "Good-bye, God bless you! We may see vou again!" iumped into the carnage, which was driven off with the speed of the wind, before the astonished husband could re- cover himself from the surprise of what he saw and heard, rinding an enorts to iouow hem useless, he opened the purse and found it contained 500 dollars. He then made his wav iilo the village to tell the result ot this stmnrre n fair to his relatives and lnends. ny - -- . .V.. Tl some he was laughed at, and by others abused, or his foolly in letting the young lady slip through his finders. -r The matter has created a great excitement n around the scene of action ever, since, Some are malicious enough, to say the young adv was . and adopted that plan to save herself from disgrace. Others that she took his singular step in compliance with some strange requisition attached to the inheritance nf a valunb e nrooertv; others, mai sne aia u . . t l i : n A dpsnerate remedy to save herselt from oe- ing forced into a hateful marriage oy ner rela tives. In shoit, conjecture has exhausted it r. . . i i i self in finding a cause. Jn the meantime me husband naivetelv says he will wait a nine while, and if she does not come back he win a II advertise her. Com. SiiuflRicK. The Norfolk Phoenix tells the follwing anecdote of Com. Shubrick when "n I.itv middv:" ---y- . . , . , , The u. a. nrif? Argus, commauueu uy i . v Wederstrant, was during the embargo in .the , winter of 1S07 . cruising oil ihe eastern, coast, to prevent miracuons. ui m. . dreadful stormy night, the tempest nownng livplv nnd frallant craft, (for she was Ot the most perfect model, and worwea ime a piui - t- t i i I i!t. n M . boat,) must have pensnea wiui vvauM In the height of the tempest,(and when "what, mnn' rnnld do was done already, ) Mr. fe. Went below, opened his chest, coolly took out his his best apparej, ana aresseu . dinnerparty. r.,wuuww umiiuiicu Luzlu U .imir rpnTrt-'"'! pynpct we shall l'o WIllUU v.uiiit . v, - 1 o . . . . 1 . 1 I l I fellows find a man respectably dressed, they will orobably give him a decent burial." : ; The noble little vessel weathered that gale, and the writer r .ii-- -. ! her afterwards. ican, greatly her su ring th in which hergallan 1 7)u , . . : ' X small iau asrwcu vi lAiutwci rt tnnhnll. She told him it was a bad Dlace for little boys. "Why, motnerdiun't you and father use to go to balls when you were young? fearfully, the rain descending in torrents, an getting it strangely tangled? . . iron bound coast under her lee, scarce a hope Djd you ever know a man with a shocking of escape from, shipwreck existed, and a less bad hat. a long beard, and a ragged coat, who ' nade many a pleasant cruise in wcumci, aiuusvu uci uusuUr;.u.. , r She was captured by the Pel- mg, -Tom! Tom get , up!", VVVhatorr saia ; perior in guns and men, du- ne., ruoyvjovmmm. very - - .alter a hard tought action, ii . i . .P'. 1 ri':' t commander, W.H: Allen, couio. not neip punning, -xuv u ; lozenfje out of the window, my dear. flt.w Uie , VOL. I. NO. 15. The Western Stage Driver. SKETCHES RY TR1Z, THE STAGE DRIVER. "I'd . rather be a dog and bay the mo than a stage driver," said a little muscul lump of humanity enveloped in a shagj drab coat, one cool November, morning. "May I be rained into a gin shop if I standit said the driver, mounting into the boot. "L me see," continued he, "a quarter of tea fi old mother Sniggs; a yard of blue ribbcm ft miss oany oinggs, canuy ior jirn; vifJ,,,4J,ari i away's dog pupj.fifty leeches for Di.Sangrado ' feet; the particulars of the fight of Tom Wor. der; election returns; see lawyer Squeeze; not to Higgins; and I think that's all get alonj there ye beauties." Crack goes the whip, ani away rolls the stage down the street, cram med with nine fellows ripe for fun. "Driver hallco driver!" shouted a pusky old i'drmint heeling it towards the coach , as ( fast as fch thick legs could carry him. "I say, 4river whew! how vou make me run; in a. bad hu mor this morning, ch? here's ten cents,, get me a pound of smoking tobacco at Sneezer's ! make him throw in two pipes this limej and driver, be careful you don't break the pipes;t end if this aint enough money ask him to trust me; and n he won't, just hind him the odd change, and ""Get along there!" Crack! away they go, leaving the old man to finish his directions to himself. "I say, driver" said passenger, poking out of the window a sinister looking phiz, "be careful you don't break the pipes." "And driver," said another: on the opposite side, "just hand hiin.t,tHe odd change!" Crack, crack, crack! whi went the coach driver getting into a real passion crack! Halloo, driver, halloo, driver you son of a mudgudgeon; I've lost my hat you've brush ed out my eyes, halloo," roared, the last men tioned unfortunate passenger. "Gently there, ye beauties, wo, wo, driver getting into a better humor what's the matter there? .Ve,r quizzically inquired the driver. "Matter zounds, my nose is bleeding matter! why you've rammed a, tree top against my head, tore off my hat, and nearly made a " "Then keep your slap-tray inside the coach," int 'ir rupted the driver. A general laugh from the passengers testified their approbation, of the sport. "It's no laughing matter, gentlemen, I assure you," said the unlucky fellow com- mg up oenino ine stage; -jook nere, gentle-; men," presenung nimsen oesiue uie stage. A general and simultaneous busrt of ricihlliw - followed, which fairly shook the stage; it was long loud and hearty; there stood the unfor- tunate fellow, the very picture of Ioaferism; the rim of his hat stripped nearly from the body, hanging under his chin, streaks of blood radiating from his nose, and fookmg the nus- ery of wo: it defies description. When liU countenance had put on a broad grin, for laugh he must, he looked so pleasingly rid tcu- ious wiui me umur goi jmo u ,goou numon and "grinning misery," as one of the. passen gers dubbed the unfortunate, got into the stage in the right trim for sporf. . ,.T I " - - - I . . 1 "lmver, now iar is u xo me nexi taverni Driver, where do you change, horses? Driver, where do you breaktastf Urivcr, how far have we comer Unver, how larisit to break- fast?" Such, and a thousand, other questions. with commissions from Mother pmggs, &ayi and Jim, and tobacco for Ichabod Slops, ren- aer me meoi uie siage ariver, u amusing, au irksome one. "There are no greater Chamelions than Information wanted. The editor of -the. Boston Daily Mail asks the following questions of Jus readers:. Did you ever know a lady with very white. 1 teeth to put her hand over them when she laughed? . , j , Did vou ever know a gay lad and a sprightly lass who could'nt pick berries into one basket? Did you ever know a woman that never had any thing stolen from her clothes yard? ; ... j Did you ever know a young lady who wasj , tnn wpnk to stnnd uo durincr nravcr lime: at church, who could not dance alfntgh't with- mlt beinr? tired at al ? Uia you cver Know a young man to hold a skem 0f varn for his favorite to wind, without rnMU f.nA - rpsnprtnhlp hntrl thnt tvns not full? I Didyou everknow a very pretty young lady that had not a cousin to wait upon her to lec- tures a'nd parties? t( vn vpr Un.v n vnnn'rr iiAv did not have some very curious piece of sewing, that sne could'nt. let the voung gentlemen seer Can'tsay that we ever have. Tom Dibdin had a cottage near Box-hill, to; lighted to retire. One stormy night, after Mj., , and Mrs. D.ibden had been in d so.me, timPt; pi rs.JJiDden oeingKepiawaKpy tne vipien. best thing in the world for the wind." i - What a Pity! A country editor rails a-4 the ladies bon gainst ine pcSCu --- nets, and say i I"' it.- ' ; V it V v. 5 ni 'HI ! a ill; ii i ! III y t ; ? i It