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KOSCIUSKO, MISSISSIPPI, SATURDAY I?IOItIINi, AUGUST 19, 1840. IV I TIDE It 18 :H,D EVERY SATURDAY MORNING rrn no TO 3 I weekly at $2 per annum in I0" 7t2 50 at the end oi tne year. St ents published at 75 cent pr for the first insertion and 374 cents ii are i .:..,.. each con"ua POK'IKV. JJgTO THE WILD VIOLET, uund in the woodt of Alabama. BV HENRT THOMPSON. 'tne ofthv God, in nature drest, til . . .i'':nnniniA nnd rest. Siv did'st thou in the sunless glade "'J . i-. n-lilfli euro wprp monp Those loveiy " , , " To woo the light? . .l (nn felt the cold wood's scorn. Hist III J v Se with'ring blight of rayless moon That thus within the woodland gloom In ivy shade you'er wont to bloom ' Sn tr from sisrhll w "- And wilt thou fade in lonly bower, Pale, gentle, meloncholy flow'r! And die wnen lenves m vemai uaim Shall kiss the cold and dewy earth ,L In autumn day? Prffilt thou wither on my heart, ...j tiioro sweet svmnathv impart. And give beneath the dewsol grief. Teose lovely noura bo ungm mm unci, To slow decay 1 Ah! no, 1 will not thus intrude, To mar thy gentle solitude, For thou art pure and undefiPd, Lonely and beautiful and wild, A forest queen! DAni nn in thv secluded dell. fswopi flnw'r! that lovest alono to dwell! f And there within thy silent glade, In God's own pu,ity array'd, I Perish unseen. THE TORY LOVER, OR LOVE Sc PATRIOTISM. A tale of tho Battle of Erandywine. HY PROFESSOR INGRAM, rk, in Delaware, stood at the time ot t . . . . i our story, a neat iarm cottage, wiui najecue am growing before us aoor. run A vrrA- ) bllU UIOIUUVL J v l tills iiuiu uuu JJA inds, could be seen tlie snires of the I i.i i i r . I iwn ana me silvery glimpse oi me river far. anchorod full tlirpA Ipnmips offl fte cottage stood a little back from the st of the frequently travelled road and ftlik . ii. 11 1 miujjieen swara ueiween. u naa L i i imvmng appearence ot cometort,and ver failed to attract the eve of the issinf? traveller. The sun was near setting one plesant icrnoon in September, 1777, when a lUUff m;in. hnlf in uniform. Imlf in iti- , ....v,...., ...... ... ..... in s dress, came out of the cottage door, IllOWec hv fl vnnnrr nml interest inrr n, who was clinging to his arm, and menteiy in earnest entreaty with. was tall and handsome though sun fowned. and K ung farmer. She was a rustic too, ner dress, but her face was very fair dutiful, and her rmnners refined above e condition to which she seem to be ng Tears were in hcrlarg blue eyes, a one of her hands clasped his, while other lay upon his shoulder. Why will you go, dear George, into 18 dreadful contest? To-morrow you n.V be brought home to me si mangled ye! Oh! fearful, fearful! Say vou 'i not go and fight against vour own "W This is worse than 'all. urn a loyal King's man, Annette,& ' pt it must be on his side. The Ple are rebels, and will yet be put iff uS? beads vviH soon Ay from the joid like wheat heads beneath the inevcr! The cause 5s a riSht one tr it ' une Geor8e an heaven pros am , u,nswered with enthusiasm, grieved that one I so dearly love is nl , "?-v troth was pledged before parrel broke out and tSry rebel unknown should now be going , J armed, to join the foes of my fath- etheren 5?Unt7' aSainst his own iou!d ?, ed-.Vour neighbors-and this least?' yUr 8ymPathise w'th us, 'Y h resdS- 8p,eak dear Annette. I 'drawl nihe aPproaching battle aCdyHrrd for m-v kin Corn' "dues 1 are now with'n a few Morce h,nSn--Washington and f Passat Jr8 Ltakn ground t0 PPose K if th, Dtand.v wine-aS i to (7 battle will take place, and Philadelphia be in our hands The maiden was silent for an instant with her face hidat length she spoke, and said grievely. Dear George, I feel as if I was called upon to sacrifice my love for you to my country's honor? How can I love my bleeding country, and at the same time love him whose sword i3 ready to pierce its bosom; Turn for my sake, George, and be an American in heart, as you are by birth, and you shall be in honor.' You need not urge me Annette,' said the young man, impatiently; I will never draw my sword in favor of a rebel cause.' Bo it so, and I pledge myself never to give my love to a traitor,' answered the maiden with spirit. 4Thus perish the troth that had been plighted to one who has proved false to himself and his country ?' And thus speaking, the spiri ted gin took from her finger her betroth al ring, and cast it at his feet. The young tory lover looked upon her with surprise and anger, which as he saw her re-entering the dwelling with a resolute step, without ever cast ing a glance upon him, instantly chang ed into one of entreaty. 'Stay Annette, do not leave me thus. You talk not surely in earnest: Come back and let me argue with thee. If you can thus idly brake your troth, I love you too well to do so myself.' You love me George Lee!' she re peated with scorn: 'you love me!' when you are now ready to go forth and draw your weapons and aim your rifle at the hearts of my father and brother, who are in the ranks of Washington ready to do and die for their country! Out upon such love? I will have none of it! Go traitor to love and to honor! fight for thy tyrant King George, and be his slave as he is thy master.' With these spirited words, the young girl entered the house and closed the in ner door, thus shutting out all further speech with her unworthy and recreant lover. The voung volunteer of torv ism siooa ior u moment looning oon morti fied and anirrv. haDenins to seethe rinf? at his feet, in the sudden and bitter feel ing of the moment he ground it into the eaath with his iron heel. 'Yas, let it and her perish if she will. I am a fool to love a rebel's daughter, and a rebel's sister.' Thus speaking, he strode moodily to the elm before the door, where his capris oned horse was standing, and valted in to the saddle spured at full speed away in the direction of the British army. The following day the country for miles around the cottage was echoing with 'artilery and the roar of mnsketry. Twe conflicting armies were engaged in deadly cotest, close at hand' and in the secene of death and horror, Annette had a father, a brother, and shall we say it? a lover; for ihough her patriotic feelings made her cast him ofF, her af fection still retained his image in her heart. On all sides columns were charg ing, engaging retreating, and still came in the direction of the road that led past the cottage. Annette was part of the time fearful ly watching the clouds of smoke that marked the prograss of the combats, and part of the time on her knees in prayer for those she loved and was George iee excluded from that petition! Let each maiden s own heart answer. Near and nearer came the sound of artilery and the roar of battle? She stood with her aged mother and gather ed neighbors, upon the green beneath the elm, in painful expectation. The smoke of the battle field rolled onward, and now they could hear the shouts of the sol diers in the fight. Their position com manded a view of a mile along the road, and soon thy beheld scattering troops flying accross it, and its extremity nnd disappearing in the woods. Then came a squadron of horses broken and retreat ing, and then artillery drawn in full gal lop, came ito the road. The American flag flew from the staffs in the gun car rages and Annette knew that her country-men were defeated. Louder and more fearfnl now grew the uproar of the battle beyond the wood, and reg ment after regment,broken and terrified; filled the road and were retreating along it towards Chester, and passed the cottage. Annette's anxiety for her country-man, and for her father and brother, would not let he quit her post and the tide of battle came rolling past her a terrfic spectacle? The dragoons gallop ed by, each horseman riding by himself, with his reins thrown upon his saddle bow, then came the artilery thundoring along, followed by a multitude of sol die is without order, flying at the top o tneirspeea. 'Oh! shame, shame!' she cried with hot tears in her eyes. Oh? that I was a man, and in the saddle; methinks my single arm would retrive the day? f tri itr . . wnere is wasmngtonHe certainly cannot fly. As she spoke she heard on her right, down the road, a loud commanding voice, colling on the retreating men rally ? She turned and beheld Washing ton himself, who, hearing of the giving way oi me ngnt wing had come up at the head of regiment to sustain it. His voice and presence now instilled life in to the flying soldiery, and they soon rai ned in me road, and presented a front to the columns of British that were nursu ing--General Howe seeing this demon stration of resistance and knowing wasniugton to be there in person, with drew from pursuit, satisfied waith hav ing routed the wing. The American troops then slowly retreated in good order towards a strong position on the heights not far ofT. Annette was delighted to see that a mong those who fled were neither her father nor her brother; but she was pained to discover among the pursuers ner own talse lover, who, seeing her at a distance, reined up his horse and turn ed aside, hoping to escape her notice. When she saw this she resolved she would not onlv banish him from her heart, but from her thoughts. Buc the resolutions of a maiden in love, are on ly made to be spoken, especielly whan the lover is the obiect with them. It was about 8 o'clock in the evening of the battle, when Annette was seated in her doorlistning to everv footstep ex pecung ner latnerana brother, it was a pleasent night, but the time was a sad one. She fancied the winds wafted to her the moans of the dying and wound ed, from the woods and fields around where the fight had been her heart was full of forebodings of evil to those so dear to her. All at once she heard the approach of horses' feet, and started up with solicitude for she knew neither her father nor her brother were mount ed she waited nervously the advance of the horseman along the road. He came at a slow pace and as he drew nearer she discovered by the light of the moon that he was an officer, and that his horse was wounded. Instead ot pas sing the house toward the town he turn ed up to the door and rode toward her. She wai too familer with scenes of dan ger and the incidents of those warlike times to feel alarmed; and waited quiet ly his approach to the door stone. Good evening madem,' he said with a foreign accent; I pray thee give me your hospitality a brief space I and my horse are both wounded and he will carry me no father, I fear.' There was something in the gentle tones of the voice of the stranger, as well as in his noble figure and engaging address, that immediately interested An nette in him; and without asking him whether he was a friend or foeman, she invited him to alight and enter the dwel ling. With some difficulty he got the ground, for his leg was stiff with his wound. She assisted him and received his greateful thanks. He then examined first his horses' wound, and with her aid dressed it, and had him put into the shed and protected from the night air, with plenty of hay. When this was done, he went with her into the house, and submitted his foot and ankle, which had been shattered by a cannon shot, to the skill of the mother and daughter. Annette then provided him with refresh ments, and tried to make him as com fortable as possible, without knowing whether he was one of her country's in vaders or defenders, but his foreign ac cent led her to suppose the former. But Annette was a Christian, and remem bered and obeyed the injunction of our Saviour "If thine enemy hunger, feed him, if he thirst, gave him drink." The ensuing morning the grateful stranger was about to leave. His horse was at the door, much improved as well as his master. 'My swet maid, said the officer, you must take gold, for I can repay you in no other way. 'Cease to fight against my country, is all I ask sir,1 she said warmly. The officer smiled and said, 'Have you then regarded me as a foe, and still done all this for me?1 '1 have done my duty sir.1 'You are a noble girl, and I am happy to let vou know you have not thrown your hospitality away upon one unde- serving of it, I am an officer under Wash ington.' The stranger then remounted his horse t and was about taking leave of her, and Annette had it on her tongue to ask him , who he was when two men made their appearence before the house with guns and knapsacks. Father and brother?' cried she, joy fully receiving their embrace, as they hasted towards her. 4What officer is this? He is under Washington.' The young man glanced at his face which had been turned from them, and answered with pride and pleasure. Do you not know him? It is the young French General Lafayette. They then went towards him, and paid respects informing him that there had been fears he had been slain. 'No, no,' he said, 'my brave men, I heedlessly wandered from my staff af ter night, and coming to this house, was hospitably entertained by the maiden, who mistook me for an English officer, yet did nothing lack in her charities. You are honered monsieur, in having ) generous a child. Thus speaking the voung french sol dier made his adieues, and rode away. After congratulating each other u'pon their safety the brother told her that they only came to see her for a few hours, and were to return to the army the same night. They told her also that ? the column which pursued their right wing along the road past the cottage. had afterwards been met bv General Knyphausen and had been commpelled to give up much of the advantage ground it had gained with the loss of a great many men slain and taken prisoners. Annette recollected that George was in that division, and she would have asked intelligence of him, but her pride kept her silent. At length her brother and father went into the house, and as she was following them, a young man who had been a rival of Georga Lee's rode up to the door, alighted, and calling in 11. I t .1 a nign tone ot voice to her brother Ho! Ruben, did you hear the news? George Lee was taken last night skul king in the camp, and is to be hung this afternoon as a spy? Annette heard and came near falling to the ground. She, however recovered herself and with a bursting heart hasted, without making any outcry; to her own chamber. She still loved her tory lover, and knew that he was likely to die, all her heart bled for him, and all her love returned in its strength. 'He shall not die?' she said resolutely !' will save him. That afternoon George Lee was brought for execution in the rebel camp. Lafyctte was in his tent, when Anuette' braking through the guards, threw her self at his feet and implored his inter cession for her lover's life. He recog nized his hostess, and hasted with her to Washington. What he said to his chie f we know not; but we do know George Lee was pardoned, and the next day was attached to Lafavette's bod v guard. In the subsequent battles of trie Revo- utionary struggle, he distinguished him self by his valor and devotion to the A merican cause, and at the close of the war married Annette, whose patriotism , was rewarded by the fulfilment of those hopes of love which she had so nobly sacrificed in behalf of it. Seven thunder storms in a day. An , extra from the office of the Western (New York) State Lournal, at Syracuse states that mat vicinity was visited, on the 23th ult, by seven thunder-storms. At Amboy, near Syracuse, two lads took shelter under a tree which was struck by lightning, and one of them was in stantly killed. The dwelling of Gen. J. B. Lawrence, at Syracuse was struck, and somewhat iniured. At Salina, a bouse, store and salt block were sever- v stuck: a colored woman had the cloths stripped from her side, and was severely scorched by the lightning; and another woman was rendered insensible for half an hour. A building was struck in Lafa yette, in the same country, two houses at Weedsport, and a house at Cato Four Corners, in Cayuga county- Bain Sun In Limbo, atlast. Dr. Appletion the scoundrel who has swindled . so exten sively in various places and married a new wile in nearly all the towns where he has sojourned has been arrested and sent to jail at Harnsburg, Va.