Indiana American, Volume 1, Number 34, Brookville, Franklin County, 23 August 1833 — Page 1

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FOR THE INDIANA AMERICAN. DESULTORY. A Sabbath in the Country. There is a beauty, simplicity, and sublimity in the country; such as must enlist the deep solicitude, and command the admiration of the lover of Nature. A Sabbath in the country, is one of the most delightful transitions, the Naturalist can experience. There is a beauty, a holiness of beauty, even in the hills and vallics.the groves and shady retreats, that fill the soul with contemplation, and calls home tlfe wandering thoughts. The summer sun, the evanescent clouds, and the pure and wholesome air, must ever render the country agreeable to all, but more especially so to those who love to contemplate the purity and loveliness of the works of an Allwise Being. It is here that the mutability of the works of man wears their appropriate coloring and here it is to learn the penetration and source of human knowledge. The contemplative mind here can soar abroad, beholding with admiration the wonderful of creation without infringing upon the wisely delegated attributes of reason, in viewing those imperishable beauties of the Creator. Though surrounded by the thoughtless, the giddy, the gay and the beautiful, there will be occasional abstraction; a certain indescribable sensation cf awe and reverence and love, such as not unfrequently comes over one when alone at the midnight hour. Man's tho'ts, will be carried through the interminable fields of ether by his wandering eyes, however pleasant and dazzling

may be the attractions around him. In such moment

as these, when every sympathy and feeling of the soul is estranged from earth, how superlatively chaste is

contemplation; every baser passion of the bosom being cloyed and free from earthly contamination. On a very recent excursion of pleasure, in company with a number as gay and thoughtless as myself, we imperceptibly wandered in the vicinity of that sacred

and holy ground, where reposes the sleeping dust of

many highly prized and regretted friends. The simplicity of the last resting p'ace of man, how dreary and solitary how surpassingly strange when contrasted with the manoeuvre ing of the living! Every thing here wears a melancholy aspect while a calm, an eternal silence prevails! No angry passions or jarring quarrels, for a moment, mar the slumbers of these dreamless sleepers of ages! Still this "funeral pile of Nature" shall be roused when the Omnipotent Judge

of all shall roll away the scroll that hides from the per-c?;-tio.i of human sagacity and knowledge, the glories

cf that delighfu! Home, where "joys immortal bloom

t fide no more." It was under these circumstances, and on this oeca f;o:i, tlut the following imperfect lines, directed to i

i vv.e wandering cloud, were suzaresteu. Its sin

gular beauty, and the velocity with which it coursed

its way towards the East, for the time seemed i striking similitude to that grand and incomprehensi bi? moment, when at,l the earth will assemble before the throne of IIih who liveth forever.

EXTRACT

From an Oration, delivered by R. Conrad, on the 4th

of July last, in Philadelphia city:

" Fifty-seven years have flown bv since von

banner was first given amid the shouts of a free

people to the glad breezes of our infant country

Since that moment of doubt and of glory, it has

noatca over many a well contested held, and

been rocked in the battle and the blast, by the waves of many a sea; and we now gather here

to asic, it it streams as proudly, as freely, as tri

umphantly, as when it tirst became the svmbo

ot Ireedom if not a star in its sky is dimmed

not a stripe in its folds tarnished and if the

hearts that beat around it, are still as roughly

pure, as fiercely free, as those who swore to live

or die beneath it. To win Freedom is a common boast. To re

sisi oppression is, witn me valiant scarce a vir

tue. The very worm will turn when trampled upon. Nations have in all ages, been scourged

into the phrenzy of feeling of freedom; have Hung

their letters beneath their ieet; and have erap

pled with and overcome their oppressor, bowed

the knee and pledged the heart, in momentary-

homage to freedom. Where arc they note? . Their children are the slaves of slaves grov

elling, besotted and faint-hearted bondsmen

creatures whose meanness ol soul shames the ve

ry glitter of their shackles. The traveller treads

his solitorv way amid the vestiges of their depar

ted splendor; the philosopher speculates with

heartless solemnity, on their worthlessness and

degradation, and mocks at the aspirations of him

who would be tree.

"'Twere long to tell, and sad to trace, Each step from splendor to disgrace; Enough no foreign foe could quell Thy soul, till from itself it fell: Yes self-abasement paved the way, To villian bonds and despot sway."

To win freedom, I repeat, is a common boast;

to preserve it to preserve it is surpassing glory.

The world has grown gray. Despotisms

in the Last have attained an age which mocks

the researches of the antiquarian: oppression has

been sanclihed bv proscription, and wrong been

made venerable by centuries but the world has

not yet seen that noblest, most sublime consum

mation of human happiness and human glory

an old R public. Heaven grant that this favored destiny has been reserved for us!"

TO A SUMMER CLOUD. Ah! little wandering summer cloud, From whither comest thou: Why ridest thou so gay and proud, And why so tirdy now! Tii- phantom spirit soars above This callous world of pain, To scan its friendship and its love, Where woes eternal reign. Thou'rt a wanderer a stranger Who thy parentage can tell! Perhaps from realms of light a ranger May be, from off the silv'ry dell! Perhaps from off the Ocean's breast, Thy form was called to light : Perhaps the sluggish stream at rest, At the dark lone midnight! Thy life far shorter than the leaf, Or Woman's fev'rish love Gives not time to know its grief But still thou art above! Yet, Max shall triumph rise above Where thou in ether lave; To the Redeemer's Home of Love, Beyond the dreary Grave. Rando. MY NATIVE LAND. " With all thy faults I love thee still." Years, have fled since first I went To wander on a foreign strand, But still my thoughts will wander back To g.eet my own my native land. When blue fork'd lightnings flash around, And thunders roar at His command; My thoughts then dwell on other days. My quiet home my native land. hen war's shrill clarion sounds afar, To spur our small but gallant band, Then still my tho'ts will recreant prove, And call to mind my native land. fi .... . .

v-a, waen t&ia torm 13 useless Here, And mirk'd by death's relentless hind. Then place me near my quiet home, Mv

GRIMKE'S ORATION. The last received Charleston Courier contains a report of the Oration delivered byT. Guimke, Esq. of that city, on the occasion of the last National Anniversary. As a distinguished member

of the Union party, Mr. Grimke must have, from

the matter and manner of his address, rejoiced

the heart of all good and true friends of the Union present. It is such an address as an American Orator may be proud ofhaving delivered to an American auditory. "We subjoin one extract. 'Our Country! Our whole Country! how affecting are the ties which bind us to thee; how venerable is thv claim to our faithful service, to

our purest affections! What indeed is our coun

try, but a parent, by obligations the most sac red

and sublime; by associations the most delicate

and comprehensive; by prospects the most anim

ating and delightful! . In our American creed what article then is of higher authority, of deep

er interest, of more enduring value, than the pre

cept which commands us to reverence and love

our country? Are we bound to rather and

Mother by relations, which God himself has ordained and enforced t So are we to our coun

try. Arc we bound to our parents by all the

sanctions of civil society, coeval with its origin,

expanding in its progress, and destined to en

dure while social life shall last? So are we to

our country. Are we bound to rather and Mother by all those natural affections, which make

them the most venerable ol human beings, and

home the happiest spot upon earth? So are we to our country. The parents whom nature has

given us, die, and are laid in the earth, by the

hands of their children; but our Fatherland protects us in life and hallows our grave. Our Parent-country still survives her children. She is

immortal. Shall we not, then, in the spirit of

gratitude, reverence, love, en grave on our hearts

some maxim, not less beautiful it its moral, if we

regard duty; than eminent for its wisdom and truth, if we consult only our interest? And

where shall wc find a precept more venerable

for its antiquity, more commanding in authority,

than the inscription on the 1 able 01 krone t 'Hon

or thy Father and thy Mother, that thy days may

be Jong on the land which the Lord thy Uou

civeth thee." Our country is indeed a father.

to be reverenced in the Authority which commands our obedience; and a mother, to be loved with all the enthusiasm of gratitude and affection.

No voice from Heaven has indeed proclaimed,

amidst the thunders and lightnings, and clouds of

another Sinai, "Honor thy Country, that thy days may be long in the land which the Lord thy

God givcththce." No miraculous hand writing

has denounced against us the sentence ot destruction for unfaithfulness to her commands, for

hypocrisy in our alfections. No Prophet or Apostle has recorded with the pen of inspired truth and by divine authority, "Thy Country is thvParcnt by all that is most solemn and bind

ing in duty, by all that is most eloquent and ho

ly in love." But the voice ot nature and the tes

timony of all experience; the brightest and the darkest page of history; the wisdom of Philosophv, the energy of Eloquence, and the enthusiasm of Poetry, all, all attest the truth. "Thy

Country is thy Farcnt."

But while the spirit of American institutions

shall endure, our eminent patriots may indeed be. called to their rest in their own homes, as by

divine appointment even on the birth-dav of

American Independence. But never, never shall they die on the battle-field of brothers, never in the Castile of tyrants, never on the scaffold of the rebel or the traitor. O my country ! mayest thou cling, with an endearing trust as thou hast so lately done, to the spirit of American institutions! 'Thy faith hath made thee whole." Thou hast touched the garment of that spirit, wise, peaceful, christian; and hast been healed of thy plague. The fountain of thy blood has been stayed. And in the very depth of that midnight darkness, which lately shrouded our land; when fear came upon us, and trembling; when a spirit passed before our faces but we discerned not the form thereof; who shall deny, rather, who can doubt that the effectual prayer of many a private christian.through all our borders, ascend

ed to heaven for the peace ol brothers? His prayer, his praise, his life to vice unknown, In sweet memorial rose before the throne; These charms, success in the bright regions rd, And called an Angel down to calm our mind.' ParncW Hermit, c. 1?0

"Here, (said Gomez to some of his gang,)bring here that large chest." It was brought. "NVv get in here," he continued to the trembling traveller, which being complied with, the lid was fastened down, when Gomez said to him, "Now, Senor,you shall know how filse common report is. Ycu shall die, but your blood shall not be spilt, neither shall I gloat over thee, nor wash my hands in the streams of life now starve, suffocate and die." ; The poor wretch in vain solicited for mercy, and perished while the brutal murders were

laughing

chest!

at his woes,

and gambling on the Phila. Intel.

Thos. Jefferson and John Adams died 4th July 1S20, and James Monroe, 4th July, 16S2.

SLAVERY: From the Portland Daily Advertiser. Slavery is of all kitiis. In our efforts to eman

cipute another section of the c ountry from slave

ry, wc forget to emancipate ourselves from the mmy and various kinds of slavery which keeps us

m bondage. 1 here is a slavery ol parties which

we say nothing, that slpvcry which, with mam-

is as imperious and tyranical as the despots edict

There is the slavery of custom, which subjects us

to a thousond troubles. I here is the slavery of

fashion, which makes us ridiculous and absurd,

and leads us to expensive indulgences. There

the slavery of prejudice, which makes us the vie

tims of ignorance and delusion. In short, there

are numerous kinds of bondage other than that.

and no hotter than that which the negro slave

pavs to the white man. hen the mind, the

soul are in slavery, the case is much more lamentable, and in a free country more dreadful than when the slaver" is that of the body, or of servi

ces due to the master.

Let us speak cf the slavery of party. All

men of warm feelings will divide into parties.

It is natural, perhaps desirable in a free coun

try, so that the ouls may watch the ins, and keep them frugal, and careful, and honest. But when party makes a slave of the partisan, party is as

much of a curse to such a slave, as the power of

a tyrant might have over him. I hat man is a slave to others, who has no will or opinion of his

own, when he is called upon to cast his vote.

Ic is a slave who docs not think for himself but

who suffers others to think for him. He is a

lave who suffers and obevs the dictation of cau

cuses and cabals, when such dictation conflicts

with his own right of sense of right and wrong.

Ie is a slave who goes with party cn all occa-

ions, even when that party goes wrong, and sets

at defiance the principle of common honesty, for slavery is of all kinds and all degrees and though a white man may not own a white man, yet he may ozen his vote, own his opinions, own his services and his hurras and his plaudits. Thus Bonaparte had thousands of white slaves, j In a free country, there may be many, very many white slaves. The man who dares not ex

press an opinion because he holds an office, is in

many senses a slave. He is a slave to his situa

tion, the servant of another, who exercises an irresponsible influenoe over his will, and who com-

manda his political services as powcrlully as the

Southern planter commands the agricultural services of his negroes. The only difference is in the service. The service in one case is in the

field; in the other at the ballot box, in caucus, or

in drumming up. The slave s mind is at liberty:

but the mind ot such an omce holder is in thraldom.

TOBACCO. This is certainly ' the age of Societies. We have one for every thing, and ten for every day in the week. The good people of Haverhill, a very distinguished town somewhere"down East," with a meeting-house, a blacksmith shop, and six inns, alias taverns, have refused, it seems, that

there shall be no more snicking in this world, "being as how" it is a naughty practice, r.ni especially because tobacco is a naughty nullifying Southern weed. They had better mind their own business, and stick to the manufacture of wooden nutmeg. Among all the impertinences in this world, that of interfering with the harmloss recreations cl mankind, is the most impertinent. What would these meddlesome people think if we were to take offence at the custom of eating cucumbers and drinking cider for breakfast, mixing pork and molasses, and sparking it all night between Saturday and Sunday? They had better take care, or we smokers will get up a society for the diseouragment of bundling. If the Chairman of the Haverhill meeting had onlv

once in his life inhaled the sacred incense of the

Narcotian weed. lie in his heirt would wish, as we suppose, That all his body were transform'd to nose. A fig for these Evangelical Puritans, who

grudge us the expenditure of every cent which

does not find its way into the packets of pious

beggars and wandering saints. Here, John!

bring us two segars; henceforth we are determined to smcke one in each corner of our mouth.

Courier a-id Enquirer.

MISERIES OF FRINTERS. The following article which we copy from the Alexandria D. C Gazette, will apply with e-

qual force and justice, to other latitudes than that in which Alexandria is situated.

JYczcrpapcr Borroncn. We are made to suffer ss, in the country, as well as the town, from

those common pests, newspaper borrowers. A

punctual subscriber, in Rappahannock county,

lrginia, has discontinued his paper, lor the pre

sent, to get rid of the trouble of loaning it out to

ill who wish to borrow. Y e are treated most

unjustly and meanly by some in our own place,

who dailv look for, borrow, and read the paper,

and never contribute one cent for its support yet, perhaps, subscribe for papers printed else

where. Such people are not good citizens or

ust men.

GOMEZ THE MEXICAN ROBBER.

This famous robber, with four hundred asso

ciates, inhabited the extensive forest of Pinal, in Mexico, committed the most attrocious.and was

guilty of the most heartless and diabolical cruelties. No traveller was safe, high or low, rich or poor; and the name of Gomez spread terror in ev

ery direction.- Jlis power was so great inai government was intimidated, and was unable to rout him from his strong hold.

The following is an instance of the refinement

and cold blooded barbarity with which he in

flicted death. A poor fellow travelling near&r.

Martins, overtook a man on the road and enter

ed into conversation with him, in the course of which he observed that he hoped he might nev

er fall into the hands of Gomez. "Why not?" asked his companion. "Because, (continued the traveller.) he is not only partial towards robbing

his victim, but he delisrhts in the shedding of

blood, and in the exercise of cruelty."

"And who told you that? ' said his iellow pe

destrian: "common report," said the traveller.

and I know for certainty that he murders every man he captures, and washes his hands in their

blood."

"Indeed," replied the other, "now 3-ou shall be

convinced, for here," said he, pointing to a path in the wood, "is the way to the abode of Gomez,

and I will take the liberty to introduce you to

him." In vain the traveller expressed his de

testation of all new acquaintances, and urged the importance of his business; he was forcibly conducted to the ground, and then had the inexpressible horror of finding the robber to be his

companion.

THE UNITED STATES & BUENOS AYRES. In a Message, of great length, transmitted bv

the Governor of Buenos Avres to the Legislature,

on the 31st May, the Governor holds the following language in reference to the relations between the United States and Buenos Ayres:

"The minister, sent by the Government of

Washington, whose expected arrival was announced to you in the preceding year, and whom

it was resolved to await m order to come to an

explanation relative to the the destruction by main force of the colony in the Island de la Soledad (one of the Falklands,) by the captain of the United States corvette Lexington, did in effect arrive, and was received in the character of Charge d'Affaircs: j ou are, Messrs. Represenlatives,alrcadv acquainted with the state of this negotiation. The Government, in order to follow it up, has appointed a Minister, and has notified this appointment to that of Washington; and he will shortly be despatched with the competent instructions to obtain satisfaction and reparation for so great an injury." J'al. Int.

NULLIFICATION. The Nullifies of Pendleton District, S. C. seem to be utterly unwilling to bury the tomahawk, but stand ready to renew the political warfare, from which we have so recently emerged. The toast offered by their Representative in

Congress, on the 4th of July, was ominous of mischief; and acordingly we find the popular voice in that quarter responding to it, in the following resolutions, passed at a militia muster, on the 20th ult. on motion of Col. Bonham:

"Whereas, by late unpleasant experience, we

have seen that the virtuous efforts of this State in

her trials were weakened by the opposition and

unfaithful part taken by some of those who enjoy the favors and offices of South Carolina: Therefore, be it Resolved, That wc instruct our members of the Legislature, at the next sesssion, to vote for the passage of an act to exact an oath of paramount allegience to the State, from all those who shall receive her offices." If this sentiment becomes general among the nullifiers, who hold in their hands the politicl power of the State, well may it be said that "the battle is but just begun." Xat. Int.

Tub Black Worm. Complaints are made in Upper Canada of a large black worm, which is making fearful ravages with the grass and wheat of the new settlements. They appear to be as voracious as the Locust of Egypt. A single wheat field of fifty acres had been entirely cut off by these new and destructive insects.

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