Carroll Free Press, 1858-12-29
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broken glut, the last fragment only reflec reflecting - ting reflecting the image it once bore a poor sup pl.ant at the feet of Hope, begging a grain of warmth for tbe beatta of himself and wife. And how I had honored and lov ed that man, and bow I loved him still 1 Oh, I hoped, aye, more than hoped, I be livd, he would be aaved. And as I ga ga-aed - aed ga-aed upon that wife to truatiag, to loving, o true, and to hopeful still, aud even in tbe midat of living death I prayed more fervently than aver, that God would bold him up, keep him up, and lead him back to tbe top of the hill. In the morning, I taw the children, now grown up to intelligent boyt, and though tbey looked pale and wan, they smiled, and teemed happy when their father kiaaed them. When I went away, John took me by the hand and aaid: 'Tiuit me. Believe me now. I will be a man henceforth whila life last.'
whilst alto deuyiag t! at be wa a dwoaioa dwoaioa-it, - it, dwoaioa-it, declared that; if tbe gverament ever again adopted the policy of a protective Tariff or of Internal Improvement, or o' a National Bank, the Sjuth must imme immediately - diately immediately dissolve tbe Union. The fact that such traasonahl teati teati-ment - ment teati-ment art utttred by prominent member of the Democratic party, with scarcely a word of distent from ita Northern Sub Subservient, - servient, Subservient, is proof that it has already be become - come become demoralized beyond tbe hope of re re-covery.O. - covery.O. re-covery.O. S. Journal. The Faatf of the Amistad Oaso. 8ome twenty year ago a alava ship landed a cargo of African negroes on tbe Island of Cuba. They were there sold it lota "to suit purchasers." A lot was houht
ciaiuieu irom our urovernmeni rsmuura rsmuura-tion - tion rsmuura-tion for the Ices which ita citizjns sustain sustained - ed sustained by tht decision of the Connecticut Court, and the liberation of the African. Our government recognized thia claim, aad the Democratic Adiniaietiationt,tince that day have never failed to urge this prepos preposterous - terous preposterous and outrageous claim, npon the at attention - tention attention of Congreaa, and recommend it payment. Several Committees of both House of Congress, made up aa they gen generally - erally generally are, of a majority of pro-slavery men, have reported in favor of this claim upon various pretext, but Congress baa nevei yet dared lo vote an appropriation for it, and we truat never will. Botton Mas.
their native home in Africa. Tbey com mitted no assault upon their purchasers further than to demand of them their re release - lease release from bondage and their restoration to home, kindred, and liberty. They knew nothing of navigation, and tbe ves vessel - sel vessel finally found ita way iuto Long Island Sound; and was formally taken possession of by tbe revenue cutter aud brought into New Haven, where tbe cases ware tried, and tha Court decided that tbey were en entitled - titled entitled to tbeir freedom, and they were sub subsequently - sequently subsequently eat at liberty, and tbe two Span Spaniards - iards Spaniards lost their '-property." If we mis mistake - take mistake not, tht late Jjhn Qtincv Adam
A P1CTURS OF LIFE. Not long sine I had occasion to visit out of our Courts, and while conversing with legal friend , 1 beard the name of John Anderson called. 'There ia t hard case,' remarked mj legal friend, I looked npou the man in tbe prisons!' dock. He was standing up, and he plead guilty to the crime of theft. He was tall man, hut bent and infirm, though not old. Hit gaib waa torn, sparse, and filthy ; his fce all bloated and bloodahot; his hair matted with dirt; and his bent form quivering with delirium. Certainly I never saw a more pitiable object, fcurely that " man was not burn a Villain. I moved mv place to obtain a fairtr view of hi face. He
iow to ma tucn a wite. And what a lucky woman to find such a hutband, for John Anderson wat as handsome aa abe. Tall, straight, manly, bigh-browed, with chest chestnut - nut chestnut curie, and a faee aa faultlessly noble and beautiful at ever an artist copied. And he was good too; and kind, generous and true. I spent a week with them, and I was happy all the time. John't mother lived with than, a fine old lady aa ,fJ irtJf and making herself f onatant joy aud pride in boasting upon her ton, her 'darling boy 1 at abe always called him. i gave her aa account of my adventures by sea and land in foreign climes, and aha kissed me wkn
T illlillli R There't a wail on the weat wind's breath. A wall for the dying year; A a H rattlee the ruatet laarea. From roof, tree and aheltered eevea, And a pall from ita plentiful harreat weaves For the stately bier, Thero'i a sigh ia many a heart, A. aigh for the dying year, For beauty that pateeth away, For pleasures that quickly decay, For hopes that are withered too briefly, ere they Bar been realized hero. There't a tong on the weat wiud'a breath, A long of gladness and c beer; Aa it rattles the ruaaal leaves, Ana a tapes triar blanket It weaves, To cover the grain for the reaper's sheaves In a coming yoar.
last evening, you would have trembled Can yon make ber unhappy?' He stop stopped - ped stopped me with 'Don't be a fool I Why ahould she be unhappy?' 'Because the fears you are going down hill,' I told him. Did the aay sot' he asked with a flush flushed - ed flushed face.' 'No; I read it in her look.' 'Perhaps a reflection of her own tho'ts,' be suggested. 'I surely thought to when you eame home,' I replied. I never can forget the look he gave me then to full cf reproof, of eurprise, and of pain. 'C , I forgive you ; for I know that you are my friend, but never tpeak
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