Indiana American, Volume 10, Number 3, Brookville, Franklin County, 14 January 1842 — Page 1
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shriek, fell senseless at their feet. They raised her gently, and her faithful servants carried her Jo her chamber, leaving Granille and M'Clean alone together. In Granville's state of mind, with all his national prejudices, and all his tendered feelings boiling in his bosom, it may easilj be conceived that such a circumstance was most
perilous and fearful. Harsh words were
changed between them
"It was the shortest of the two that fell," said Peggie: I could not, (course, see their
faces,but I am certain it was Roland M'Clean
il was all confused to my sight but the memory of it will never fde." The joy of hearing that her beloved Granville had escaped, did not hinder Alice from feeling sore and deep regret for the fate of M'Clean. He had bee as she knew the
x. constant comnanien of her vnuth thev had
the searching ques-j together explored thewildesi mountain paths.
TJl VTrr.?5 IOF CvLLODEX. THS STORV OE AUCE Jt'olXO D. 7.ia espre-ion of Granville's fine eounte- . A li.. tkat cho n-sta fr. tir-Viinrr
-ice com ttv.v- ....... - H
lirfn points likely to excite in ins breast, teel-
5ts of national 'prejudice and animosity.
rvch however subeued, or even entirely
tcome.by lne superior influence of love t4)h a being as herseltVstill "ranked in the
tirU of those, whose loyally and fiJelity to rtho'.n of Hanover led them to regard w ilh
rjrft nnd htrai theVsurvivorsjof the faction,
those rebeWous attempts upon the crown
had successfully defeated. The idea
si, his pretender to the hand of Ahcc should
ittik slightingly of a Southron and that
kjih!onhimself,awakened a feeling of pri de
d r-senlm?nt, which pretlyplainly exhibtt I it-elf i Granville's altered manner. -Bat," said Alice, '-all this will pass away
-Ronald is generous and brave and now
;y. von are here, all my cares and all my :5cul!iescese." Yes,7' exclaimed Granville, softened by vtwetoess of her manner, "you are mine
-nine forever! This happy moment repays I f II 1 ; r . a l
eKrau me anxieties oi a proiraciea tepKiiion; never never more do we part on
At this moment, footsteps were heard np ;rMchine; the hPpy lovers turned their eyes
I-
!o t'.ie door of the cottage,
: -ii . . .
uons u irmviiie, me short but decided an-itartr.r ntnr.L-Ai ... k..iu, ..n
swers of Ronald, produced a war of words, in ;ed the wildest fruits, and the thought that he which, however, the. truth of Ronald's state- should have fallen while he was in fact her merit was perfect !y established. He recalled guest, r.nd almost before her door, only beto branvilte s recollectionevery minute cir-J cause he had dared to love her struck deep
y "."7" " " vMiitiimi j ec-p- into ner genereus Heart. It aration of M Cleod from his followers, and had not occured if fate had
itrange events
otherwise deci
... ..n..5cn,u,m,ii njea between James and lieorge, she would. was by the hand of the lover of the daughter in all human probability, have been his wife, the father fell. She had always esteemed htm, admired the I was there, exclaimed Ronald;I saw nobleness of his character, respected his the Mow struck I saw mv honored, mv be-Urinrinlps and hi virion nA ;r kl
toved tuend fall. If 1 had not been whirled .
away nv a sudden charge of your bayonets,
loved, she at least preferred him to all others,
until the fortune of war and a tetallv unfor-
you should not have lived to triumph "in the! seen event, hafl brought hrrm stranlv r
glories of that detestable victory. Five min-'quainted with Granville, and created a feelu3fter,I gained the spot, and M'Cleodjing of gratitude and devotion in her heart,
died in my arms. The form and features of
his antagonist were stamped on by memory my friend's death was not then atoned for the day may come Patience!" 'This is a dream," said Granville, a 'horrible dream! No," exclaimed he, "striking his breast in an agony of passion, "I have done no wron there is no crime in battle
the soldier fighting his country's battles is
which naturally, in such a heart, grew into an
ardent leve for her deliverer. Alice left the blood stained spot; she gazed around her in every direction in hopes to see her beloved; the eagle soared from his eyrie, beating the clear air with his wings; the pleasant fisherman pursued his daily toil in silence on the lake but no Granville came.
At one point of her path the roof of Mala-
.
no assassin, lie knows not who falls by his'doch, caught her sight, a thousand thoughts hands he ought neeer to know it. Alicelflashed unoi her mind a thousand nssoria-
will not break her oath fir this no, M'Clean! tions connected with the days of childhood a
me. and she shall be my
she is effianced to ,:r
In an instant ,lhe whole expression of M'Clcan's countenance was altered, and rage,
kealy oiriw threshold, three mn.
roun.bis countenance mnrKed ana stem
-his figure m-inly and graceful, his air digni. icJand resolute. By the color of his tartan,
U well as by his gallant bearing, it was ditli-
t!J to recognise in him the rejected ivonalJ
N CIean. His hand was on the pistol whu-.i
starried in his belt, and heappearedoi.lv :be restrained from using it, by the efforts of :v of his companions, much older than him-
rt Granville fixed his eyes upon the young
Uirfsandcr, and Alice; seemed mctcd to the
tool by his sudden appearance under sucn
itraorduiary circumstances. GratvvWie's arrival had been noticed by one
.onald's men, who had folio ved him to ihe cottage: coupled with the scene of the
rerfoui evening, this circumstance dispelled
tl! doubt in Ronald's mind of the truth of his
nspkionp, and when he entered the roon;, he
Vt satisfied that he stood face to face with
'is hated rival. The first glance which he
t upon Granville was that of scorn and W.empt: but in an instant, as if animated
bother and still stronger feelings, a look of
wro! glanced from his eye?, and an exciaMtion of disgust burst ftom his lips; he stepoed forward, and again gazed upon the Engih red coa.
Tis he!" said Ronald, "I never
intake him."
He walked across the room to Alice, and ;
witti calmness and gravity totally at vanwee wi:h the passions -vhich a moment be-
lare had seemed to agitate him, took Sier hand
IB hi.
"Daughter of M'Clean," said he, "do you how litis man?"' Alice would have answered the question ith a scorn.wi.ich must have made M'Clean 'el how well she knew him, and how much she loved him; but there was something so iwful in the tone of his voice, and something
!emi in the manner, that her tongue re-
twed its office, and from her trembling lips
' only some faint and unintelligible word.
uaoshlerof M'Cleod " said Ronald, 4Mn
Me battle of Colloden I saw that man kili
01B rATHER'."
The hand of Alio, turned lev cold in that
Wt'Iean: sheluttered nocrv she wept not
!ot fixing her eves odoo hi9. seemed to
vch lo his verv heart for the truih of what
wd snid. M'Clean relaxed not. "Granville," said the, in a faltering voice, "tint true?"
"True!" exclaimed Granville, starting from
"seat tmpetuouslv, "the wretch has fabri-
!ti that falsehood "
out. alas! the almost sunernatural calm.
"eitr.Dertllrhnm Irannnllilr rTn.M .srr
3lt loo certain
d a right. A faint smile of gratified
"geance iremblfd on his Iid hia hand
Relied his dagger, although the hatred of
n?aJ Was dcep jn his heart he felt that nnd already triumphed over him. The
, .iun. niitl lliniillliaiv oilumlih.. o
J,11ISh?llro :fr.A .1-51,:
.1 r ? UiIUCU ell ia
,,: ntement ot Alice and Granville; the ne of U tv
nuj eyes,and the other threatning Ronald
7''e looks of defiance.
'C. Unhnnnv Aliro wo inn-inil clin
ffr v-, - ,
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11.:. u, unronlrolahle ra.-f. airii:itl al) KU fu,in..
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..-.wwii v. trtt.t.;. is t 1 1 juur ticav, said Ronald. "The curse ofthedaugher will follow 3 on !"' Tiie curse," exclaimed Granville, "will be on him who has raked this frightful storv
from the grave, where it would as it ought to
have slumbered, had not Alice's devoted love
for me, driven you to the base and horrid expedient of reviving it. Alicejoves me,and 1 repeat it to yourdismay." Ronald, writhing under this lastjdenuncialion,started from his seat and left the cottage. Granville perfectly well understood the sign he mr.de on quitting the door and followed hiui tut. The two companions! of M'Clean knowing too surely what was about (o happen, were going after their chief; but the old man, who had brought Granville's porlman teau across the hills, detained them until he
had loosened his shield from his back, and
armed himself with his short spear, declaring
with an almost youthful energy, that as the Southron had hired him he was hound to protect him, and see fair play between him and his enemy.
A few minutes had only elapsed, when on
the bank of the torrent which dashed from
the height of the mountains, a sudden glare ofi
light appeared illumining the glen; it arose
thousand regrets for the fate of M'Clean.
"No," said she, "it is not so; M'Clean i wrong; my father did nt fall by Granville's hand he is free from stain. But even if he did, it was in battle. Could I not forgive him! It was his duty; but to marry him to feel my hand grasped by that which killed my parent misery, misery!" Exhausted and broken hearted. Alice retraced her steps to the cottage; her anxiety for news of Granville, "with all his sins upon
his head " amounting lo something like
frenzy; when at the door she found the old Highlander, whose generous feelings towards
the Southern has already been noticed.
"Lady of Ma Id a loth, said the old man, "he
is dying in your house in the house of the
M L-leods. lo die so young isharo and tor
a woman's love too had it been in the good
old cause "
cou,ajfrom the flames of the burning blanches of
k : .ii, ninn K:.K f Vi i ? n .i f tV.!.!.
IHC ICBIliuu. I"11 TTiilt.il iiic: iciniiiLi, VI nidi
chief had cut from the trees and fired the
torches thus promptly supplied, cast around a
funeral gloom its object was undoubted
the clashing of swords echoed among the rotki the sounds recalled the distracted Ah
real estate, and it was at that season of the year when agricultural labors had ceased, which left him no means of earning a kUpport for his family. To augment his misery his only son lay confined by a violent fever.wiihout any one of those comforts which his situation demanded. The mind of the despairing father was strongly affected by this melancholly view of the future; his rest became more frequently broken, and he would often wander from room to room all night, with hurried and unequal steps, as if pursued by an enemy. His wife anl daughter, who were accustomed to these nightly wandcrngs never attempted to disturb him, unless they were fearful some accident might befal him; in this case it was necessary to employ the most violent means to awaken him, upon which he would exhibit so much fear and distress, that they usual.y suffered him to recover gradually from the trance which was succeeded by drowsiness, after which he would sink into light and natural sleep, which generally continued for several hours. One night as his daughter was watching at the coach of her sick biothcr, she heard her father descend the ttairs with a quick step, and immediately followed him, she perceived he had dressed himself, and was lighting a lantern at the hearth, after which he unbolt
ed the door and looked out; he then returned
to the kitchen, and taking tha lantern and
spade, he leH the house. Alarmed at the
circumstance which was not ual though it sometimes occurred, as above related, without
the knowledge of his family she hastily threw on a cloak and followed him to the wood, trembling with apprehension of she knew not w hat, both for herself aad for her father. Having gained the place where Le had three months since buried the box, he sat down the lantern, so as to reflect strongly upon the spot; he then removed the sods, and striking the spade against its iron cover, he laughed wildly, and exclaimed -My treasure is safe, and we shall be happy.' And shouldering his heavy burden with the strength of a Hercules, he sloped not as be fore, (o replace the sod of the earth, but snatching up his lantern, pursued his way directly home, to the joy of his daughter, who could scarcely support herself from the fears she had experienced which were that he was about to dig his grave, and either commit suicide, or murder some one of his defenseless family. Inexpressible, therefore, was her joy on seeing him ascend he stairs, and place
the box in its former recess; after which as
usual, he retired to rest. His wife and daugh
Holy Virgin!" said Alice, "support me at J ter, how ever, were too anxious to sleep them
j nonor ot oi in v,iean was anjij.'ed and unimpeachable she knew
ojg, ' personal encounter with an English fji er flhtT. separated from his men.had i' n she dare not doubt she dare not nj re5i5nS ber forehead with both her be turned first to Granville, and then
ice to life and consciousness in vain shej tried to raise herself from her bfd. She called to her faithful Peggie to open the window, and endeavor to discover what it meant. "Tell me tell me," said Alice, "w hat do you see?" Her answer was, that there were two men fighting that they had closed upon each other, and that one struggled violently in the confict, but that his antagonist seemed
to be the victor, and that it was impossible to
distinguish who were the combatants at the
distance. Presently the clash of weapons ceased, and a low mirmuring noise was followed by the low and heavy tramp of feet. Alice again raised hctselfand listened, but all was still save the falling torrent.
"Surelv, surely," said the wretched girl,
"death has been there!" The helpless weak
ness of the poor sufferer left too foi the first
time for weeks and months by her pious con
fessors rendered her incapable of acting.and so exhausted did she become, that sometime
after midnight she fell into a fitful slumber,
whence, however, elm started at the earliest
dawn of day.
"Poor Alice, rallying all her energies, re
solved to leave the cottage, and seek the place of combat. She fulfilled her intentions, lean
ing on the arm of her faithful woman. And. those who had seen the fair and beautiful creature of the previous night, her heart full
of joy and affection, would not have recognized her, in the worn, broken down creature who, with her eyt :s fixed on Heaven, dragged
her faint and weaned limbs to the spot which she desired to visit. . "Here, madam," said Peggie, when they
had reached it, ''here is the ground on which they fo-ight the grave is still wet." "With blood," muttered Alice, shuddering. "I know," continued the woman, "that one was wounded, for I saw the other, when they
parted, after their struggle, rush upon him
and cut him down that I dared not tell you
last night."
this moment! Do von mean to eav that he
wished to be taken to Maldaloch?"
Yes," said the old man; "he said it would
be a blessing to him to die under the roof of
your fathers, and entreated us to carry him to
what was your room in other days."
"Oh! Ronald, Ronald!" sobbed Alice, "1
have wronged you I have ruined you, and all because you loved me!" and she hurried
away to the old house.
The old Highlander did not at all under
stand or enter into Alice's feelings, nor did
he exactly comprehend the meaning of the
quarrel. He satisfied himself with thinking it exceedingly ridiculous for men to fight
about "ladies love," and appeared almost angry with the Ldy of Maldalech for being at
all affected by the circumstance.
Alice, weak as she was, hastened on her
war, anxious to pour such balm as she could, in the wounds of her devoted Ronald, and al
most dissatisfied that Gianville had not the manliness to return to her to tell her what had
occurred.
She had reached the gate with almost supernatural strengthhc ran up the staircase which led to her once familiar room, and
throwing open the door beheld stretched up
on an old wretchea bedstead, which had escaped Ihe ravages of time and rebellion, pale
. . .a t a
as death and deeply wounaea onmecnesi
her adored Granville himself.
Her eyes were riveted n the horrid sight,
she paused for breath all she couiamuuer
was, "M'Clean has done this.
selves; the one set impatiently watching the dawn of day, and the other retired to the
apartment of her suffering brother, to relieve
bis mind by the joyful event, and her conse
quenthope of his immediate recovery.
hen the gentleman arose in the inorninsf,
his wile observed the gloom upon his counte
nance, as he anxiously inquired about the
health of his son, and expressed his sorrow at
net being able to procure those comforts for
his family which were so much needed.
Finding him perfectly unconscious of all that
had passed the preceeding nightbe watched
the effect which Ihe restoration of the box
would have upon his mind ; and, as she expec
ted, with an astonishment almost amounting
to phrenzy, he exclaimed Wb has done this? from whence came the bxV Not until
he had listened to the evidence of his daugh
ter, could he be convinced of the possibility of
his performing such an act while asleep. Suffice it to say, that now health, peace, and
competency, were once more restored to his dwelling, and the result of this blessing had a
salutary effect upon his mind; and although
he still continued his midnight excursions, yet his friends were gratified to find them less
frequent than formerly, and his future dreams also, to judge by appearance, seemed to par
take of the mild, serene character of bis wa
king thoughts.
THE HLE IN MY POCKET. BY JAMES n- FERK1NS.
It is now about a year since my wife said
-ANECDOTE OF A SLEEP WALKER.
Durint the Revolutionary war, there was
a gentleman of large properly residing in Brooklyn, who w addicted to the habit of
walking in his sleep; paiucU struck at
vasinn of tha enemv. he dally expeciea uia
hia dnllinr would be ransacked and pillag
ad. Under the influence of these fears, he
m one tiitrht. and taking a strong box
which, awake, he never attempted to lift without assistance, he proceeded down stairs, furnished himself with a lantern and spade, and ir. a deep wooden glen, about a quarter of a mile from his house, he buried his treasure, carefully replacing the tod, so as lo create no suspicion of their having been removed. This done, he returned, undressed, and went to bed. Next morning he was the nrst to .. 1 1. .Wnrft of the strong box,
ui:iuci . , c
-.i Vi ci;rrHt.l rmemtrance u
wunoui Having t..what had passed. Enraged at its los he
immediately accused his domestics i
-,iY.Wr. as no traces ot violence were pciwr
... , ru:".-
tible either on the locks or aoors oi un u-i hat -mild induce him to suspect strangers.
Month after month elapsed, and still the mystery was not solved, and his family began to 1.. narrcuripc lf life, without the
Willi I ITI. , . , r means of procuring them. At that period ot
public calamity, nojnoney could be raised on
to me one day, "Pray, Mr- Slackwater, have you that half dollar about you that I gave you this morning!" I felt in my waistcoat pocket, and 1 felt in my breeches pocket,and 1 turned tny purse inside out, but it was all
empty 'space which is very different from
specie; so I said to Mrs. Slackwater. "I've
lost, it, my dear; positively there must be
hole in my pocket!" "I'll sew it up," said
she.
An hour or two after,l met Tom Stebbins. "How did that ice cream sett" said Tom: "It
set," said I, "like the sun, gloriously." And,
as I spoke, it flashed upon me that my missing half dollar had paid for those ice creams; however, I held my peace, for Mrs. Slack-
water sometimes makes remarks; ana, even
when she assured me at breakfast next mor
ning that there was no hole in my pocket,
what could 1 do but lift my brow and say "Ah! is'nt there! really!"
Before a week had gone by, my wife, who like a dutiful helpmate, as she is. always gave
me her loose change to keep, called for a 25 cent piece that had been deposited in my Sub
Treasury for safe keeping; "there was a poor
woman at the door," she said, "that she had promised it for certain." "Well, wail a moment," I cried; so I pushed inquiries first in this direction, then in that, and then in the ot her;" but vacancy returned a horrid groan."
"Oh mv soul." said I,thinkiug it best to show a bold front. "you must keep my pockets in better repair Mrs Slackwater: this piece.wlth I know not how many more, is lost, because some corner or seam in my plague pocket is left open." "Are you sure!" said Mrs Slackwater. 'Sure ! ay. that I am, it's gone ! totally gone!" My wife dismissed her promise, anil then, in her quiet way, asked met change my pautaloons before I went cut, and to bar all argument, laid anniher pair on my knees. That evening, allow me to remark, gentlemen of the species "husband," I was very loath lo go home to tea; I had half a mind to bore some bachelor friend; and when hunger and habir. in their unassuming manner, one on each side, walked me up to my own door, the tourh of the brass knob made my blood run old. Uuldo not think Mrs. Slackwater is a Tartar.my g 'd frieiids.hecausc I shrunk fiom home; the imt was that 1 had, while abroad, ralU d to mind the fate of her 23 cent piece, wh'u h I had invested, as larger amount are often iu vested, in smoke that is to saj, cigars: ana i feared to think of her comments on my pantaloons pockeu. These things went on for some months; we were poor to begin w ith, and grew poorer,or, at any rate, no richer. fnt. Times grew worse end worse; my pockets leaked worse and worse; even my pocket book was no longer . 1 M I I - 1 I - I J- - . .
io oe ixubicu, tne rgs Mtppeu trout it in a manner most incredible to relate; as an Irish
song says, "And such was the rate of aoor PadJy O'Mvere, That hia puree had tha mar rants, as he had the
fewer." At length one dav my wife came in with
sucscription paper for the Orphan's Asylum;
1 looked atit.and sighed,an! nicked mv teeth.
and shook my head, and handed it back to her.
"Ned Bowen."aid she, las put down ten
dollar?."
"The more shame to him,' I replied, "he
can't afford it; be can but just scraps along
any how, and in these times it Mint right for himtodoit." M wife smiled in Iit sad
way, and took the paper to him that brought it.
The next evening she asked me if I would
go with her and see the Kowens, and as 1 had no objection, we started.
1 knew that ISed Kowen did a small bust
ness that would give him about GQO a year.
and I thought it would be worth while to see
what that sum wculd do in the way of house
keeping. e were admitted by Ned and
welcomed by "Ned s wife, a very neat little body, of whom Mrs. SUck water had told mo a great real, as they hd been choolmates. All was a nice as wax, and yet as substan
tial as iron ; comfort wt written all over the
room. The evening passed, somehow or other, though we had no refreshments, an article which we never hid at home, but always want when elsewhere, and I returned to our own establishment with mingled pleasure and chagrin. What a pity," said I to my wife, "that Bowen don't keep within hia income." "He does1' she replied. But how can he on $G00!" was my answer: "if he gives $10 to thi charity and $5 to that, and live so snug and comfortable too!" "Shall I tell you!" asked Mrs. Slackwater. "Certainly, if J ou can." "His wife," said my wife, finds it just a
easy to go without 20, or $.U) worth of rib
bons and laces, an lo buy ihem. 1 hey have no fruit but what ihey raise and have given them by country friends, whom they repay by a thousand little acts of kindness. They use no beer.which Unot essentia) to his health,
as it is to yours; and then he buys no cigar-;, or ice cream, or apples at 100 per cent ca
market price, or candy, or iicw novels, or rate
works that are still more rarely read; in short.
my dear Mr. Slackwater, lie. hat wo hole in mis
pbcketr ' . . r- - f
It was the nrst woru oi suspicion my w.ie-
had ever uttered on the .subject; and it cut
nae to the quick! Cut met I should rather say it sewed me up. and my pockets too;they " . a .a
have never been in notes since mat evening.
Cm. CTirsw.
Lsrr cs LavoH. A clergyman was the oth
er day reproving a young person lor her gay
and laughing character, "lliere are limes for all things," said the pious man "a limes to laugh and a time to weep, as the good book tells us." "Sir," replied the arch joang angel, or young arch angel, ws you like,) "did you not tell us in your sermon, on Sunday, thai hemven itself was all smiles, that there was neither tears nor grief nor sighing there: and that saints and angels would least eternally oh the smiles of God!" "Yes, my dear." "Well, then," said the little piece of car. nation, "may nol I do on earth what's done in heaven can't I have mjr giggle, too!" The parson thought this a Hjnia to laugh1 aad laugh he did.
"I keep an excellent table,' said a landlady, disputing with one of her boarders. That may be trae, aa'am, says he; btft you put very little upoa it. A Coot Bysonssa. The assnoat t ice yearly consumed in Paris, U nhcst sixteen million Eiglish pounds.