Rising Sun Times, Volume 2, Number 104, Rising Sun, Ohio County, 7 November 1835 — Page 1

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From, the ,Yr 1 ort Kvcning Post. MY X.VTIVi: LAM). Mj native land! my native l.ind! A land with every ift replcto, All perfect from its .Maker's l.aml, An Empire's glorious sent ! And far removed from tliron.-s an.l slave, k There freedom'! banutr roiiilly w aves. The frigid and the torrid clime, ' The temperate and the p-ni.-il heam, The vale, the mountain ;oj sublime, 'Ue?irid plain, the living stream (here, linktd in union'? golden i h;iin, Attest her varied, vast domain. Iler mountains look o'er n iilms -en no. O'er ferlile fichl- and cities free; And mislaid rivers roil between, hear her wealth from sea to ea, While o'er old Ocean's furthest di-e; I It r b::nnered nivics proudly sweepOn Ply mouth's rock the l'iLiiia 1-iti.ls. lli eoniradcf few, and Clint with t"il, While warring tribt-s in countb s ham's Kuans lawlt -s i.'or the iii.oiill;;ri-! soil. -V few brief yvars have rolled away, Ami then: red warriots wlu u: are ll.cy ? And where are the , the l.rroic few, Th.it landed on that ro k v shote! Their voice still rin;s llieir f; iril loo Still breathes and v. ill, f never mure! . For in their sons still burn ih.i-e f:res That freedom kindled iu t':.i :r s.ies. 'Tis on:clhiii though it be not fame To know v e sprin; Ircai n-ble raee, To lVc.5 no kiiit'.hnj; l.!iis!i el" shame, For those we loe, su!!i:seei;r face; Then let us to our tons tr.n.-iiiit A hud, an.! u-jinr, h;imi!1miI el. For mo, wharcver be my fate, Wherever cast, my ctaiMry s-t -.11 Shall o'er caca thou. !.t prit'omuite, And in ray hofoni peirie? dvnll. Ye, e'en 1 1 liie's last el hi;c sand Shall live revered, my .Vefirt iiioimwmvxi. tjii: mi ;: of join: kktii, HIE NURSE OK W'A?i:iliTC.. Joice IlKTH,lhc subject cf this short . ir.emoir, was born on the Island of .M adagascar, on the Coat of Africa, ia the year One Thousand Six Hundred ai d Sevcnty-fjur. Of her parents little or nothing is know n, save what she herself relates of them, in which, her recollec tions are so indistinct, that but very hitie can be satisfactorily learnt. At the ane of fifteen, she was cruelly loin from the bosom of her parents and her native land by one of those inhuman beings, w hoin those d.vs, lo enrich themselves, made merchandise of human flesh. She waa imported into America and !01J as a slave lo Thomas Hacklier, an extensive rUnter of Vir-inia. She reimincd wil'a him seeral vears, w hen , khe came into the Washington family who wer then living on an xti-nsive domain, called the Chot.mk Plantations. About this liaie. or soon after, she wa married to a slave named Peter, belonging to Mrs. Alwood, a ulative of the familv of Washington, and livinc the next door neighbor. la this condition she lived until she became the mother of lift eon chii lien. bcin the properly of August ine Washington, tlfc father of (Jecrge Washington, (or little Georgy, as she now calls him) and was the first person w ho put lathes on the unconscious infant, who was destined in after days to lead our heroic fathers on to glory, to victory, and to freedom. In the mean lime she m lie a public profession of religion, and about the vear Seventeen hundred and Twcnlv. was baptized in the Potomac River, and became a member of the Biptist Church. By her trusty and faithful discharge

oi sucu uuues as weie asineu nei,iieveii vears oi age, ana ever since my

she gained the full confidence of all the family, and was treated by them more as an hired servant than a slave. To hcr was entrusted the whole care and management of both thc nursery and kitckeu. At thc age of fifty-four years she was formally sold and transferred, ov a regular bill" of sale, for thc price of thirtythree pounds, to Mrs. AtwooJ, who was then thc owner of Peter, her hus band. This w as not done so much on account of the value of the services which she might render, as to accom modale hcr in the enjoyment of the con tant company of her help male (rcter) who was also at this time something in year?, and favorite domestic servant, By this arrangement, they w ere permit - fled to be constantly together, both em ployed in the lighter services in and a bout the house. At the decease ol Mrs. Alwood, she fell into the hands of Mr. Boi ling, he be intone of the heirs to the estate. Some vpan after, Mr. lioling emigrated

Kentucky, and settled in the town of ed her, she was totally blind and unable Paris, Bourbon county. He look with to work, which must have been fiftyhim Joice and her husband, who, then, five years ago. It was always under-

from the infirmities of old age, werel stood that Joice was the nurse of

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unable to do much labor; the-, however, being old domestic servant?, were kindly provided for during thc life of .Mr. Doling. Soon after his death, died IVter her husband, at a very advanced age, leaving Joice a single and only witness of l!ie events of the preceding century. From that time the ha? followed by legal wijct csrion. the branches of the family down lo the present lime. Some of the lime tiuce, according ((, her own story, she has been very much neglected, la ii'g for years in an outer building, upon the naked floor. In speaking of her past condition, she expressed great thankfulness, th.it Provider.ee should so kindly provide liic comforts f life, and make infinitely belter her condition assise apptoaches towards the close of it. She would not return to her former residence on any account, an I is highly pleased wiih the idea of rcmaininc as s!ie is. until death may tinally close this mortal scene with her. She b.as a nurse, w hose sole and only business it is lo dress, feed, and lake care of her, w ho is very kind and attentive, and leaves nothing undone which could make her more comfortable and happy. I lei diet consuls of a little w eak lea and corn bread, with rare cooked eggs, which is served her three or four times a dav. Coffee made cry sw eet is her drink between mcais. which is given her as often as she asks for il! She seems cx1 remedy fond of animal food, frequentlyasking tor il; and w hen denied it telling her the doctors say that it is not good for her, will make a quic k and spwited leply; l guess I have lived long enough lo know what is rood for me. as w. 11 as the doctors; if I had minded them I shoal j have been dead lung ago.' She says that she has never in her life taken anv medicine nor never will. Her creates! temporal e'inmcnt seems lo he contained iu her pipe and tobacco, the use of which for the l ist one "drcd and twenty years has been ev'stow. Herjgci era! health has been Perfectly good, her pulse ranging from xty-five seventy; full, strong and r' gr'lf - She is, in her intellect, uncommonly bright; hears and underr,ar,ds perfectly all conversation in her pressure; is cnecuui ami aiamaieu in hcr conversation, w hen not wearied by company. She takes great interest in conversing with pious persons upon the suJec oi religion. Sue will repeat :inJ sin? ,,3"mns a!,d P?alms for hours lo' "c,ner while alone, that were commonlearnt, and sung a century and a half aS converses ireely nnoul dcain, ana ,s o meet it, otten saying, 'Oh t!,;;t thc Lo' J WO!1,J " his nerrv :" goodness receive me home quukly.' She has certificates in her possession horn some of the oldest and most res pec j table planters in the section of a country w Here slie has lived lor the last sixty or seventy years, w ho without any hesilotion, give her a most excellent character for truth, honesty, and exemplar) piety. Phe following are some of the cerI tificales she has with her, w hich she values very highly, and nothing giyes er greater tiounie than lobe iniormed U'cy would betaken away from her: 'This may certify, that I was horn and have always lived in Bourbon county, Kentucky; that I am now sixty j remembrance 1 have known Joice lleth, I thc colored w oman, now visiting Cin J cinnati, as being one hundred and sixty one years old. I have no doubt but I this is hcr correct age, for as eaily as I can remember, she was totally blind from age. and so infirm as to be unable to ao any labor, bhe was always call ed in our neighborhood, Aunt Joice lleth. bhe has ever been, cclebratec for her piety, and 1 believe no reward or threat could be ottered which w oul kinducc her to tell a falsehood. She al - 1 ways since my remembrance was fond - j of relating anecdotes conccrningGeorge ashmgton, w hose nurse she alway claimed to be, and 1 never doubted it myself, or heard it doubted by others. 1 Signed in I he prrsence q", kc. - 'This shall certify that I. the subscri - ber, was born in the town of Paris, in I tie Stale of Kentucky. My age is seventy-one vears on the 1 7th of I- ebi u - ary, 1835. I have ever known Joice lleth, the old colored woman. When to I Imt remember Aunt Joice as we cal

George Washington, and slave of his father. She is very religious and honest, and 1 believe the most implicit confidence may be put in her word, for nothing in my opinion would tempt her lo utler a falsehood.' Signed, ir. In giwng the foregoing brief sketch of the life and character of Joice lielh, the writer of this has but one single motive, and that is charily towards the descendants of this living monument of antiquity. She has outlived all her descendants save live, and liiey are hcr great grand childicn, who are now held in bondage by a highly respectable gentleman of Kentucky, who has generously ottered to set them free on being paid Iwolliirds what they cost him. This work, together with what may be collected iioni her exhibition, after deducting cxtenses, is expressly for that purpose, and will Lc ianiiedi tlely done whenever there can be realized the sum sullicient to do it. Two of litem are said to be uncommonly intelligent and active, quick to learn, and great favorites ol their master. In consequence of hi

partiality towards them, they have been instructed to read, and have acquired y tncir assidious application upon the S'lobalh, a knowledge of the scriptures. ol wliiui thev are very fond lo f;r:i. is designed that they shall be in Iructed in the glorious truths of tin. gospel, so as lo become fully qualified to teach tacirpoor unlortunate race the true way to future happiness. it such should be the case, the wri ler of this little work would feel him elf amply compensated for all his labor ;y the happy reflection of having been nslruir.enlal, through the favor of the Lot d, iu opening a new channel ihrouoh which might how freely and eltecttialh o those, unlortunate oeings, the "loiioiis Lilesfiurs derived (rom the knowedge of the irosnel. Within the last two or three years - j l the has travelled through marv of the States, visited most of the principal cities, and has been seen ly multitudes, with perfect wonder and aslomsomt nt: no one doubting on seeing her, but I hat she is what she herself claims to be, the nurse of Washington, and IG1 years of age. The most learned and scientific men in this country have vissited her, and after conversing with, and examining ler, all without exception, declare her to be the greatest curiosity in the world. SI3IOX KEXTOX. There has been published, in the Western Christian Advocate, a briel narrative of the life of Simon Kenton, 4ilhe first man w ho planted corn in Ken tucky" by Col. John McDonald. It is full of interest. We subjoin the con cluding paragraphs: Among thc old pioneers there were no Infidels, the' all believed in a Supreme Being, who created and ruled our world. They were generally su perstitious, believing in charms, spells, ghosts and witches. 1812. When the late war commen ced, Kenton was, as before stated, living on Mad river. Although then over six ty years of age, some vof his youthful lire was still remaining, and he began again to talk of battles, and of "tented fields." In 1813. yvhen his old comnanion, Governor Shelby, came to Urbana, at the head of the Kei.lucky troops. Kenton could not remain any longer in 'inglorious case." lie mounted his horse, and joined the venerable Governor, as a privileged member of his military family. He crossed the lake and accompanied General Harrison and Governor Shelby to Maiden; thence to the Thames was present in the battle and played his part with his usual intrepidity. Here ends the military career of the famous Simon Kenton. A man who probably passed through a greater variety of "hair-breadth escapes,' than any mail that ever lived. About six or seven years ago, the government provided a pension for him of tw enty dollars a month. This sum though small, for such services as were rendered by General Kenton, will se cure him from actual want in his declining years: and may he live as long as Iile may be a comfort to him. About five years past, the writer of these sketches paid a visit to his old friend Kenton, and took from his own words, and committed to writing in his presence, all the principal facts in this narrative. In-a life so long and full of thrilling incidents, here ia no doubt but

many interesiing circumstances escaped ihe old hero's memory'. The writer of

these sketches accompanied Kenton on several minor expeditions, of which no notice is given; but enough is said to show the genius and enterprise of the man whotir.-t planted coin in the blale of Kentucky. The writer of the foregoing sketches makes no pretentions to the acquirements of an author. His e illy life as not passed in either schools or colleges: ;it wilii boatmen, 'uiuiets, and war-' iors. lie was born and raUed on I he hon'.ijr, amidst such scenes as he ias bemi attempting to describe. As Inc. das and actions of our youth are never forgotten, it is probable that the writer had more pleasure in reciting md musing over those scenes, than the reader w ill enjoy in tin- pel usal of his biographical sketches. It is a very remarkable fuf, that of nearly all ol those prominent pioneers, although their trade was war, their hos pitably was boundless no traveller ever paid for a dinner or lodging at their thins. Although thev could lace danger without tremor or wincing; yet should thev meet any of their fellow be ings in distress, their hearts would melt with sympathy; the big le.-.rs would run down their weather beaten checks in torrents, at the woes and miseries of others. Few of the pioneers could read "My Uncle Toby," with dry eyes. Their hearts were too tender tor that. So much of the milk of human kindness was mixed up in their composition, thai th.cy wepl with those who wept, and rejoiced with lho?c who rejoiced. Thev were nature's children; no artificial rules of courtesy governed their intercourse with tiiiir fellow men; they spoke of what they thought; and they thought like men." ni . t l here is an enchantment in the sounu oi iius nine word winch can c tnnieciaied only by one who has been long separated from the peaceful fire side of his paternal mansion. lo iutn the sound is particularly sweet. It lias a comfort to impart to him m his dark esl hours of adversity. When the work frowns; when his newly made friend: treat him coolly; when tnose whom he loves shun him; then it is he recollects with pleasure, that he has a home where pure affection, like the fire on the an cient Judah, burns by day and night where a cold and unsympathising feel ing never enters; a home where al his cares and distresses may be spoken without lear. Oh! how inviting is home, wilh all its beauties, and with all its loveliness and quietude. And though he may be ia a far distant laud though the ocean may wildly roll between him and his home Cl with what pleasure does he recal the many joyous scenes of his youtu: I crimps he has an aged mother who has olten administered a balm to his wounded soul who has watched over him whilst pains racked and scorched his body If so, home is doubly dear lo him; and if his circumstances be such that he cannot visit his home, in vain you may tell him that the gales which fan his temples are perfumed with odors; that the gentle zephyr brings balm and ocaltii on its w ings; that roses and jessamines fill the sofl air with fragrance; that the verdant mantle of nature is bespangled with colors of the richest dye. For neither the spicy gales, nor the gentle and balmy zephyr, nor roses, nor jessamines, nor nature's fairest livery can equal the beauty, the enchantment of his own, his native land. To him thc whispers of domestic love and attection are more grateful and soothing than the fannings of the balmiest air. To him more pleasirwould be the sight of his paternal mansion, though might be surrounded with the most desolate emblems of winter, than all the beauty and verdure that could possibly, surround him in a distant land. To him more pleasant would it be to visit the forsaken castle that witnessed the sporting of his youthful and innocent feet, than to be encircled by all the pomp cf earthly glory in a foreign land. Thc sight of those hills and dales, the rippling stream or bubbling brook that was the path of his youth, yvould afford him more happiness than to be surrounded by fields set wilh flowers of the richest dye. He recollects that he has left many valuable friends behind. He recalls to mind the many sociable companions he has parted with perhaps forever.

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He brings to memory the many f.i einatlng charms of his once happy but now forsaken home; and conscious ct the fact that he is a stranger in u sirange land, he feels a deep settled gloom steal over his soul which cannot inj removed by all the noise of mirth and revelry. He recollects that a few more i evolving years will fiiii.h his earthly career; that the sun is doomed to act on his ne wly made grave iu a laud of sti angei ; and (lie thought fills his sonl with df-so!. i tiv-n. True, it may be tint some, wiih a feigned or seemii.;, pLasme, can see the, cord w hich should hind them to their native land forever broken asunder. Time, to some, inr.v rove an i ihcient remedy in relieving ie heart of its melancholy burden: iormed acquaintances may, in some deree, fill up the aching void; new deasurcs may, for a while call oil' the mind from its once happy haunts; but to the calm and thinking man, the , - ' U " V I IIV.MIIV. I .T II1VJ tome is more soothing than the sweetest melodies Yes! Home, sweet sweet home; there's no place like home. IS'csicrn Jlcthoditt. "I A 31 A ROJIAS CIT12EX." This apncllialion was once consid ered as one of the highest earthly honors. It was a passport to its possessor among the most distant and barbarous nations, and it was a disregard of this boasted privilege which stands out con spicuously ia the catalogue of crimes which Cicero arrays against Verres, and for the commission of w hich he in vokes his condemnation. There is, even now, something that challenges respect in the exclamation 'I am a citizen of Home.' It carries back the mind to ages, when the majesty of the Roman Commonwealth exhorted respect frcm sea to sea, and from the rivers to the ends of the earth.' But the potency of the Roman name is no more; the spell is broken while 'dancing dogs' and wandering mendicants throng the city of the Cajsars. We were led to these remaiks on a name once powerful, by reading the influence of our own over a neighbor, ir.g nation. The unfurling of our banner iu Mexico, to save those whose lives were sought by an excited populace, was tho utterance of the magir sentence, um an American citizen! The thirst for blood gave place to admiration, at the sight of the banner which, like the Roman name, convey s to distant nations the assurance of our rising greatness. Is it visionary to suppose that the appellation cf an American citizen will yet exert greater influence over the miids of distant nations than ever did that of Rome in thc days of its greatest power? If there be such an one, well moy we say, that the age of wisdom is not yet past. Vyre cherish it with the loudness of a first passion; a passion which we trust will never know abatement. Rome rose to greatness on thc blood of conquered nations; blood sprinkled as it were the foundation stone of the Eternal city; and each edifice as it rose from the earth told of a nation conquered ; of a people slain! America is rising too, but not by blood. Her glory is not based on the triumph of victorious atmies, or the conflagration of magnificent cities; but on thc virtue and happiness of the people, and may the day be far distant ere she finds in her bosom the treachery of u Cataline, or the ambition of a Pompey or a Cu3sar. llochcdcr Republican W IT Oil AVISl03f. Which is the most valuable for a young man to store his mind with the wit of a deislical and atheistical wrior the wisdom of thc Bible? the jests of Titos. Paine, or the proverbs of Solomon? The sarcasms of Voltaire, or the sermon of Christ on the mount? The brilliant sallies of the earl of Shaftsbury or the serious and solid episs ties of Paul? How miserably do they delude themselves who prefer the shallow and turbid streams of infidelity, to the still (but clear and deep) waters of that eternal fountain yvhose author is God, and whose draughts cleanse the soul from all impurity, and fit it for everlasting glory. Let every young man make the Bible his pocket companion, if he would make himself prosperous and happy to his country, in this life, or acceptable to God in the life to come. It is indeed a fountain, while the ablcet of the infidel authors are nothing in comparison wilh it, but foul and bub bling springs. .-V. Y. IV. Mcs.

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