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MACON HERALD.
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V ANDREW MARSCH ALK,
Editor and Proprietor*

VOL. II.
MACON, NOXUBEE COINTY, (MISS.) WEDNESDAY, Oct'r. 26, 1842^
NO. 15.
1
Is published every week in the townof Macon
Noxubee county, Mississippi, at Three Dol
lars per annum, in advance. $3 50,in six
months. $4, at the end of the year.
No 'ubscnption taken lor a shorter term than
Six months; and no subscriber suffered to with
draw until all arrearages are paid.
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Advertisements :—
SI 00 per square, (10 lines or less,) first in
sertion, and 50 cents for each subsequent in
sertion; larger ones, in proportion. Our ad
vertising friends are requested to mark the
number of insertions they wish us to give their
advertisements—otherwise they will be publish
ed until forbid, and charged accordingly.
Or Job Work cash on delivery, except to
those who are known to be punctual
TRUSTEE'S SALE.
"D Y Virtue ofadead of Trust executed
to me by Wm. B. Eife, on the 9th
day of May 1840, to secure the payment
of a certain sum of money therein mention
ed to David Buck, which said deed in trus
has been duly recorded in the office of the
Clerk of the Probate Court of Noxubee
County and State of Mississippi, (ia book
D, pages 80, 81 & 82.) I will sell at pub
lic auction, to the highest bidder, for cash,
at the Court house door in the town of Ma
con in said coun y, on
Monday the 5t h day of September next,
between the hours eleven audfour o'clock,
the following described property, viz: the
House and Lot on which Wm. B. Fife
now lives, situated in, and being a part of
the west half of the north east qnarter of
•ection number thirty three in township
number fifteen north, range number seven
teen east, siiuated in Noxubee county, ad
joing the town of Macon, and containing
4 58-100 acres.
Also, a Lot of Cattle, Household Furni
ture, &c., more particularly described in
the deed of trust. Such title only will be
given as is vested in me by virtue of said
deed of trust.
B. BR AM LITT, Trustee.
March 1st, 1842,—33—6m.
Printer's fee $40 50
POSTPONEMENT.
The above Sale is postponed until
Monday, 21 st day of November next
B. BRAMLITT,
Trustee.
Oct 19—14— td p f $12
Judges and District Attor
neys in IVIissi'isippi.
FIRST DISTRICT,
Composed ol the counties of Warren, Clai
borne, Washington and Bolivar.
Geo. Coalter, Judge:
E. G. Walkers, District Attorney.
SECOND DISTRICT,
Composed of the counties ol Yallabusha
Carroll, Choctaw and Tallahatchie.
B. F. Caruthers, Judge;
G. F. Neil, District Attorney.
THIRD DISTRICT,
Composed of the counties of Adams, Wil
kinson, and Jefferson.
C. C Cage, Judge ;
Stanhope Posey, District Attorney.
FOURTH DISTRICT,
Composed of the counties of Smith, Copiah,
Simpson, Scot, Latwrence and Covington.
A. G. Brown, Judge ;
E. G. Peyton, District Attorney:
FIFTH DISTRICT,
Composed of the counties of Jones, Jackson,
Green, Perry, Wayne, Clarke, Lauderdale,
Hamson, Newton and Jasper.
Henry Mounger, Judge;
Jno. Watts, District Attorney.
SIXTH DISTRICT,
Composed of the counties of Noxubee
Lowndes, Kemper, Neshoba, Winston and Ok
ibbeha,
Hendley S. Bennett, Judge ;
Henry Gray, District Attorney.
SEVENTH DISTRICT,
Composedjol the counties of Hinds, Madi
son and Rankin.
John H. Rolllins, Judge;
Franklin Smith, District Attorney.
t IGHTH DISTRICT,
Composed of the counties of De Soto, Coa
homa, Tunica, Panola, Lafayette and Mar
shall.
F. W. Huling, Judge;
George A. Wilson, District'Attorney.
NINTH DISTRICT,
Composed of the counties of Monroe, Ita
wamba, Tishemingo, Pontotoc, Chickasaw and
Tippah.
Stephen Adams, Judge;
John W. Thompson, District Attorney.
TENTH DISTRICT,
Composed of the counties of Yazoo, Holmes,
Attala and Leake.
Morgan L. Fitch, Judge ;
R. A. Perry, District Attorney.
ELEVENTH DISTRICT,
Composed of the counties of Lawrence, Co
vington, Hancock, Marion, Pike, Amite and
Franklin.
Van Tramp Crawford, Judge;
John T. Lumpkin, District Attorney.
JOSEPH W. t AKHMI L,
[or COLUMBUS 1
appointed by tne 'Governor ol
. Commissioner for the State ol
Mississippi. Persons having Deeds or other
papers for record in any County
Alabama, or who may wish to have depositions
taken to be used in that State, can have such
business attended to, by application to Mr. Car
»oil. May 14, 1842.
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From Uodey's Ladies Book, for Octr*.
An Incident Related of Byron.
BY N. P, WILLIS.
It was getting towards midnight when a
party of young noblemen came out from
one of the clubs of St. James street. The
servant of each, as he stepped upon the
pavement, threw up the wooden apron of
the cabriolet and sprang to the head of the
horse; but as to the destination of the equi
pages for the evening, there seemed - to be
some dissension among the noble master*.
Between the line of coroneted vehicles
stood a hackney coach, and a person in an
attitude of eager exp ctancy pressed as near
the exhilerated group as he could be with
out exciting immediate attention.
'Which way?' said he whose vehicle
was nearest, standing with his foot on the
step.
•A 11 together, of course,'said another.—
'Let's make a night of it.'
'Pardon me,' said the deep and sweet
voice of the la*t out front the club; 'I se
cede for one. Go your ways, gentlemen.'
•Now what the duer.e is a foot?' said the
foreman, again stepping back on the side
walk. 'Don't let him off, Fritz!' Is your
cab here, Fyron, or will you let me drive
you ? By Jove, you shan't leave us!'
'But you shall leave me, and so you are
not forsworn, my friend! And I don't know
where I shall go, so spare your curiosity
the trouble of asking. I have a presen
timent that I am wanted—by devil or
angel;
'I see a hand you cannot see.,
'And a pretty hand it is. I dare swear,'
said former speaker, jumping into his cab,
and starling ofl'with a spring of his blood
horse, followed by all the vehicles at the
club door, save one.
Byron stood looking after them a moment
and raised his hat and pressed his hand
hard on his forehead. The unknown per
son who had been lurking near, seemed
willing to leave him for a moment to his
thoughts,or was embarrassed at approach
ing a stranger. As Bvron turned with
his halting step to descend the steps, howev
er, he carne suddenly to hisside.
'Mylord,' he said and was silent as if
waiting permission to go on.
'Well 1' replied Byron, turning (o him
without the least surprise, an! looking
closely into his face by the light of the
street lamp.
'I came to you with an errand which
perhaps—'
'A strange one, I am sure ; but I am pre
pared for it—I have been forewarned of it.
What do you require of me? for I am
ready.'
'This is strange!' exclaimed the man.—
Has another messenger, then—'
!None except a spirit—for my heart
alone told me I should be wanted at the
hour. Speak at once,'
'My lord, a dying girl has sent for you!'
'Do I know hpr?'
'She has never seen you. Will you
cotne at once, and on the way l will ex
plain to you what I can of this singular er
rand ; though indeed, when it is told to you,
you know all that I can comprehend.'
They were at the door of the hackney,
coach and Byron entered it without further
remark.
'Back again !' said the stranger, as the
coachman closed the door, 'and drive for
dear life, for we shall scarce be in time, I
fear !'
The heavy tongue of St. Paul's struck
twelve, as the vehicle hurried on throu. h
the now lonely streets, and though so far
from the place whence they started, neither
of the two occupants had spoken. Byron
sat with folded arms and bare head in the
corner of the coach ; and the strauger with
his hat crowded over his eyes, seemed re
pressing some violent emo'ion; and it was
only when they stopped before a door in a
street slose upon the river, that the latter
found utterance.
'Is she alive?' he hurriedly asked of a
woman who came out at the sound of car
riage wheels.
'She was a moment since, but be quick!'
Byron fallowed quickly on the heels of
his companion, and passing through a dim
ly lighted entry to the door of the back
room, they enten d. A lamp,shaded by a
curtain ol spotless purity, threw a faint light
upon a bed, upon which lay a girl, watch
ed by a physician and nurse. The phy
sician had just removed a small mirror
from her lips ; and holding it to the light,
he whispered that she still breathed. As
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Byron passed the edge of the curtain, how.
ever, the dying girl moved the fingers of
the hand lying on the coverlet, and slowly
opened on him her languid eyes—eyes of
inexpressible depth of lustre. No one had
spoken,
'He is here !' she murmured,
mother, while I have time to speak to him.'
Byron looked around the small chamber,
trying in vain to break the spell of
which the scene threw over him. An ap
parition from another world could not hav*
checked more fearfully and completely, the
worldly and scornful under-current of his
nature. He stood with heart beating almost
audibly and his knees trsmbled beneath
him, awaiting what he prophetically felt
to be a warning from the verv cate o 1
Heaven,
Propped with pillows, and left by her
attendants, the dying girl turned her head
toward the .proud poet and noble, standing
by her bedside, and a slight blush over
spread her features, while a smile ofangel
ic beauty stole through her lips. In that
smile the face re-awakend to its former
loveliness, and seldom had he who
gazed breathlessly upon her, looked
such spiritual and incomparable beauty.
The spacious forehead and noble contour,
still visible, of the emaciated lips, bespoke
genius impressed upon a tablet ail feminine
in its language; and in the motion of her
hands, and even in the slight movement of
her graceful neck, there was something
that still breathed of surpassing elegance.
It was the shadowy wreck of no ordinary
mortal passing away—humble as were
the surroundings, and strange as had been
his summons to her bed-side.
And this is Byron !' she said at last, in
a voice bewildering sweet even through
its weakness. 'My lord ! I could not die
without seeing you : —without relieving my
soul of amission with which it has been
long burthened. Come nearer for I have
no time left for ceremeny, and I must say
w hat I have to say and die !'
She hesitated, and as Byron took the
thin hand she held to him, she looked stead
fastly upon his noble countenance.
'Beantifull' she said, 'as the dream of
hitn who has so long haunted me. Pardon
me that at a moment so important to your
self the remembrance of an earthly feeling
has been betrayed into expression,'
Site paused a moment, and the bright
color that had shot through her cheek and
brow, faded again, and her countenance
resumed its heavenly serenity
'I am near enough to death,' she resum
ed, 'to point you almost to heaven from
where l am; and it is on my heart like the
one errand of my life—like the bidding of
God—to implore you to prepare for judg
ment. Oh, my lord ! with your glorious
powers, with your wondrous gifts, be not
lost! Do not, for the poor pleasures of a
vvorid like this, lose an eternity in which
your mind will outstrip the intelligence of
angels. Measure this thought—scan the
worth cf ancelic bliss with the intellect that
ranced so gloriously through the universe:
do not on this one momentous subject of
human interest—on this alone be not short
sighted !'
'What shall I do?'suddenly burst from
Byron's lips in a tone of agony. But with
an effort as if struggling with a death pang,
he again drew up his form ani resumed
the marble calmness of his countenance.
The dying girl, meantime, seemed to
have lost heu-elf in prayer. With her
wasted hands clasped on her bosom, and
her eyes turned upwards, theslight motion
of her lips betrayed to those around her
that she was pleading at the throne of mer
cy. The physician crept close to her bed
side, but with his hand in his breast and his
head bowed, he seemed but watching for
the rrioment when the spirit should take
its flight,
She suddenly raised herself on the pil
low. Her long brown tresses fell over her
neck and shoulder, and a brightness unnat
ural and almost fearful kindled in her
eyes. She seemed endeavoring to speak,
and gazed steadfastly at Byron. Slowly,
then and tranquilly site sank back again on
her pillow, and as her hands fell apart, and
her eyelids drooped, she murmered 'Come
to Heaven !' and the stillness of death was
in the room. The spirit h id fled.
The Engl sh language contains about
140,000 words, 15,000 of which are primi
tives; two-thirds ate direct from Latin, or
through the medium of the French; the
rest are compounds from Latin and Gree«i
aiding in the polish and beauty of the
whole.
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Loss of the steamer Merchant. —'The
Tropic,' of New Orleans, containsa lengthy
description of the loss of the steamer Mer
chant, of Texas, written by a passenger.
The Merchant left New Orleans on the 2d
inst. with a lair prospect of a pleasant pas
sage, but on the following day at 4 p. m.,
the wind, which was gentle when the stea
mer left the Balize, commenced increasing
to a gale, which caused the vessel to labor
severely in a long growing swell, and the
united exertions of the passengers and crew
were barely sufficient to keep her from
filling from the leaks. After buffeting the
wind and waves tor twenty-two hours,
every exertion being «îndo to keep up a
full head of steam, and to lighten the ves
sel by throwing over her cargo, she struck
bottom, and a simultaneous crash ushered
with it the foremast and chimney over
board, and the vessel divided in halves im
mediately abaft the wheel house. About
this time, a passenger named Johah W.
Barker shot a fellow passenger and then
shot himself ; whether the shooting
accidental or mutually agreed on, is not
known Most of the passengers landed
safe on the beach of a tide worked island
called West Tamallier, where a tent for
the protectiou oftre ladies was rigged up
trom the awning of the vessel which had
floated ashore. About 9 o'clock next day
a small schooner was discovered and
drawn to the shore by signals, which took
from the island Capt. Boyland and several
of the passengers, who subsequently em
barked on board the steamer Bell of Attak
apas, for New Orleans. The schooner
was sent back to the wreck. The persons
lost are follows:
Wm. Leonard, deck hand, drowned.
Jas. Maher, fireman,
-White, Santa Fe prisoner do. (2
others supposed.)
Jonah W Barker, passenger shot himself
Name unknown,
One negro slave
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Free Trader,
Another Prisonor sloped. —We learn by
the Jackson Southron, that Horace Pagud,
who was charged with forging state war
rants, was taken out of the custody of th e
messenger who was despatched to bring
him to Jackson by a writ of habeas corpus
in fit. Louis, Mo., and discharged. He has
returned to Jackson with his fingers in his
mouth and without the prisoner. The
messenger had no other written authority
it is said, to held the prisoner, than a sort
of receipt from the sheriff at Buffalo, N, Y
from whym he received him.— F Trader.
Butchery in China. —We find the fol*
owing paragraph in the London Sun of
the 3d uit„ relative to the last battle in Chi*
1
na.
'Arrangements were made for an attack
in three columns, two of which were gal
lantly led by Sir H. Gough and Sir W.
Parker, in person. Nothing could ex
ceed the bravery of the troops. They con
trived to surround the Chinese and quite
bewildered them; the carnage was dreadful
being more a butchery than a battle. Ig
norant of the laws of civilized warfare, the
poor creatures knew not how to surrender,
and were massacred. No less than a thou
sand of them including a great many Man
darins were killed or drowned in the canals,
whereas of tha British troops only three
were killed and twenty two wounded. The
encampments, and such buildings as had
been occupied by the enemy, were burned,
Ithe grain magazines thrown open to
the populace, who speedily emptied them.'
Accordingingto this, the English forces
were 'gallantly led on' to one of the most
horrible butcheries on record.— N O Jeff'n.
Swimming Ladies.— At Paris the fash
ion during the hot weather has been that
of swimming. Crowds of the most 'exqui
site' ladies have been disporting like so
many river goddesses, in the Seine. M.
Swaimer, taking advantage of this furore,
has established cold baths on the Quay
d'Orsay, in which he has actually been
teaching the fair sex how to swim. They
play all manner of tricks in the water,
like a parcel of Naiads, and he* like a
plump Triton (for the man is very fat) dis
ports amohg them.
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