DEVOTED TO SOUTHERN RIGHTS, MORALITY, AGRICULTURE, LITERATURE, AND MISCELLANEOUS NEWS. JANES H. NORWOOD, EDITOR.] To thine oirnself be true; And it must follow as the night the day; Thou const not then be false to any man.—II vmi.i.t. VOL. 1. DARLINGTON C. H., S. C., THURSDAY MORNING OCTOBER 2 1851. THE DARLINGTON FLAG, IS PUBLISHED EVERY THURSDAY MORNING, . AT DARLIXGTO*, O. H., S. C., BY IVOB WOOD A DC coRnc. TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION I In advance, (per annum,) - - - $3 00 At the expiration of six months - 2 50 At the end of the yeRr ----- 3 00 ADVERTISING : Advertisements, inserted at75 cents a sqnare (fourteen lines or less,) for the first, aud 37$ cts. for each subsequent insertion. Business Cards, not exceeding ten lines, inserted at $5, a year. POKlTICAL. warning to honest O (From the Charleston Mercury.) Melsrs. Editors: Some time since, a correspondent from Washington City, (a native of this State) animadverted with some severity, on the ultraism of the Secessionists, as contrasted with the course of the Co-operafionists.— He has since made a tour through some of the Northern States, and you have below the result of observations which seem to have made an entire revolution in opinions which he enter tained but a month previously. Extract. “ New York, Sept 1G, 1851. “ The political state of the country merits notice. On the great question which agitates the Republic, I have heard not a word. As I passed through Syracuse, the conventions, Whigs and Democrats, were breaking up. The former exulting that no allusion bail l>een made to the Compromise; and the latter no less so in measures, not even half harmonious on this distract ing subject. The conclusion to which I have arrived, after much reflection, is that the days of the Constitution are numbered. I will not say of the Re public, because under that name a gov ernment may exist ns in France, and there will be serviles enough to laud and support it. lam now satisfied that South Carolina has no other altema- lire than to secede. The Northern peo ple Can and will understand no other Government than a consolidated one. New York, like Paris, is to l»c the mi- cleus, and to utter and enforce the opinions of the Commonwealth. No mistake on this point. 1 tremble to think that we have endured our degra dation so long. The Secessionists of our South Carolina must he up and do ing. Co-oj>cralionlits, of which I Was one hut a few weeks since, have been misled. The North never meant to be satisfied short of entire emancipation. This is the issue, and if \vc are to per ish let it he on that alternative. The South Carolidian who shuts his eye to this extremity will find, to his imperish- able disgrace, that his love for Union (hypocritical in this quarter) has been only a catch-call to cover him with eternal infamy. New York jmlilicians intend to rule the States. Her great city is to be the emporium, where her edicts are to emanate. Perish, I say, the whole country, rather than to sub mit to such a Regime. Once surren der the right to secede, and the reserv ed rights of the States are “ leather and prunella.” I am disgusted with the prosjieiity 1 see here, be cause I know it to be based on the wrongs of the South, and must inevit ably lead to its degradation—ergo Ru in. No other alternative is left South- Carolina but secession. As one, I would withdraw «H attempts at con ciliation short of Oar rights under the Constitution, ana only regret that I have neither the ability nor the means to enforce a strict compliance with its provisions, or a solemn resolve to cut the knot that binds us. A cursory glance at what I have penned, and the erasures, show I have written in haste. They require your forbearance, but so far as my opinions arc concerned, I take ‘no step backwards.’ “South Carolina must move on ward ; and in the righteousness of her cause, comrilit her all to a Higher Pow er. If she is firm and united she will triumph. If she falters, under divided counsels, she is lost and humiliated.— God forhiAthat my native State should now forflp Hr inheritance of a deter mined and devoted Revolutionary An cestry.’* ANOTIBlT WARNING. *** The Greenville Patriot etffSeptem- in 8 P eakin * the Union tri umph in Mississippi, and the crowing consequent thereupon, remarks: “ It is to bo hoped that th« friends af the Union in South Carolina will have an opportunity of crowing a little on their own hook, the second Monday in October, when delegates' to the Southern Congress are elected. They Itave already done a good deal of it on account of the Union triumph in Mis sissippi.” Here is another resistance co-operafionists. The suc cess of co-operation in the canvass for delegates to the Southern Con gress, will lie caught up by the Union buglers, and the submission of South Carolina will be pealed throughout the land. We again warn them that they are on the road to Greenville.—South Carolinian. The following is the concluding paragraph of a long editorial against the secession movement in South Caro lina taken from the columns of the Democrat, a Southern Rights paper published at Eutaw Alabama. Such then is the present position of S. Carolina and such we believe to be tier future prospects. But should she secede—should she sever the silken hands that hind her to the other States —then! every son of her’s will rally around her banner. Those who differ as to the policy of secesion, will differ no longer—for their State will com- mand their allegiance. Those who have wandered away from their moth er—those who havtf emigrated to other States, and who are anxiously looking to the part she w ill act in the great drama, will hasten back to the soil where their eyes first saw the light, and pledge their lives, their fortune, and tlieir sacred honor at the feet of the blessed mother who is the idol of all their fondest affections. At the first tap of the nullification drum we fell into the ranks, and at the first peal of the secession bugle, we shall renew our old position in the line for weal or woe, for life or death. Nor shall we be alone! From every moor and mountain of the South—from every hill side and from every valley of the west—from the Alabama to the Falls of St Antony ; from the Gates of the Rocky Mountains to the Dclles of Oregon ; from the Patapsco to the Gulf of Mexico ; and from the Balize to the great Pacific Ocean, her sons will come in companies, in battalions, in regiments in divisions and strike (town her invaders as if .Rained with the consuming fires of the Avenging | God.—AbbcviUe Banner. ^lt [From the Black River Watchman.] , ROSE OF PEE DEE. A LEGEND OF THE OLD CHERAW. It was in the darkest and most try ing hour of the war for independence, that our story opens. Wave alter wave, the invading hosts had swept over the plains of Carolina; the soil was red with the blood of her noblest and treasured citizens, who had fallen in the unequal strife, and even the most fearless and undaunted among them began to tremble at the prospect of chains.md subjugation. From Nine ty-Six to Charleston, with undisputed sway, the conquering Briton lorded it over the land, and the sound of battle was for a while hushed, aud to a care less s|)cctator of events, the State ap peared shorn of her strength, broken in spirit, and an abject, though sullen suppliant at the feet of the conqueror. Rut tho« who looked beyond at the exterior surface of passing events, and read aright the indignant and clouded, but mute countenances of the yeoman ry of the State, when the hnilghty in vader looked down upon them with a supercilious and contemptuous smile, might see that there was yet burning in the iieart of every Carolinian, a heart-hatred of tyrants and of tyran ny, and a determination to battle man fully for the independence of his coun try, even though the dictates of patri otism might lead to the dungeon or the scaffold. But wo will not dwell upon the events of those times. The histo- ry of that pcriodis familiar to most of our readers. The army of Gates had just been disbanded, aud the forces of the British, (all traces of opposition having passed away,) were quartered upon the various towns of the appa rently conquered province. One de- tachment of the British troops, under the notoimus McArthur, liad been dis patched to Cheraw to keep in awe the revolutionary spirits of that important section. The Ellerbes, the MeNeals, the Thomases, the Bentons, and other warlike chieftains of that corner of the 1 Suite, dreading the sammary ven- : gaanco of the unscrupulous couquorer, were forced to flee from their homes I to the deep swamp which ever afforded a safe asylum to the refugee whigs, and here, burning with a love of liberty, they gathered around them gradually, I meit of their own name and race, and thus silently prepared a force that at length enabled them to cope with the invader, and in turn to compel him to evacuate his post and fall back upon the army of the capital. One incident that occurred during this momentary pause in the conflict, when the patriots were silently prepa ring to struggle with their invaders, I am now about to relate; and here let me premise in all truth and sincerity, that the story which I now lay before my readers, is not a story of the imagi nation. It is a simple relation of facts, such as I have often heard from the lips of a noble matron of a by-gone age, who well knew some of the ac tors in this sad drama of life. It is “ an over true tale,” and if the heart should bleed at its recital, let it be con soled by the fact that the grave has since swallowed up the vain regrets of the true-hearted and beautiful, who was the chief sufferer of that mournful tragedy. Tho unclouded suu of September was just sinking in the western sky, when Rose Lloyd, the belle of the Pee Dee, came forth from her private cham ber into the balcony of her paternal mansion, that commanded a wide pros pect of that beautiful country around the town of Cheraw. The house, al most within a stone’s cast of the Pee Dee, was situated upon the brow of that hill that overlooked the deep val ley through which the dim waters of that noble stream flowed on their way to the ocean. The house was upon the very brow of the lofty hill, and for miles above and below, were obtained beautiful glimpses of the glassy stream, reflecting the clear and unclouded sky. To the rear of the mansion which over looked the river, extended a w ide and level plain, from which, at the distance of about two hundred paces, rose the village church, a plain and simple struc ture in the gothic style—not devoid of pretentions to taste and elegance,— where for years the weekly services of religion had congregated the pious wor shipers of the neighborhood. In keep ing with the character of the place, a 'grove of noble oaks had been suffered to grow around the sacred edifice, that sheltered it from the noon-day sun.— But here the cassock ami the gown were no longer seen. The priest—the ho\j hwbu of God—\yas forbidden to , perform the functions of his sacred office, and the venerable church had, for the time, been converted into bar racks for the disorderly and dissolute soldiers of the arrogant Briton. There was established the head quarters of the regiment of McArthur, aud the pi ous patriot, as he beheld the desecra tion of the temple that he had conse crated to religious purposes, vowed in his heart vengeance upon the invaders of Uiis country, and the profane des- pisers of his religion. Tho pulpit and the altar had been torn from their pla- cos, and the rude oath of the mercena ry soldier rang around the altar that had so often echoed the solemn and eloquent appeal, uttered from the sa- ! cred desk. Rose, in happier days, had loved, when the sun sank in tiie west, to steal to the rear of her father’s mansion, ami to look upon the village church that ^ her ydung heart had coupled with so many endearing associations, but now she loved hot to look upon a scene that recalled to her the presence of the in vader. Her chief and favorite resort was the cool and shady balcony on the east, whence she co^l look down upon the quiet stream that lay extend ed from North to South, like a bright band of burnished silver. There, on the evening of winch we speak, she stood leaning on the railing that ran around the balcony, with her cheek resting upon her palm, pensively gazing upon the unruffled stream that glided along through the valley with a scarce ly perceptible motion. Beyond this noble stream lay a wide extended valley, whose bosom teemed with the rich fruits of autumn. Here and there, in the dim distance, rose an humble dwelling, above whose roof curled gracefully towards heaven, the light blue smoke, that in that calusBud quiet evening rose like a pillar to mark the home and habitation of man. But the fair maiden looked not up on tho nohle landsca[>e that spread around; her eye wandered not over the beautiful expanse of woodland, and of river, of valley, or of plain, that seemed to woo her attention. Her face wa« fair, beautifully fair, and the gentle flight of eighteen sum mers had rounded, and given the full perfection of beauty, to a form stri kingly graceful. The rose had but S veu its slightest shade, to mingle w ith e stainless white of her cheek, but health beamed from her dark and ex pressive eyes, that flashed with anima- mation beneath their long and dark the unfading flowers of love and devo- lashes. Her raven hair was hound ia tion. the tasteful grecian knot, and gave full Rose was the affianced of Clarence development to her pale and intellect!!- Walsingham, ami her guileless heart al forehead. Her dress was simple, felt in his presence a rapture that he- but chosen with exquisite taste, and longs only to the first sincere nttaeh- served to set oft’ and display a form of ment of the heart, and can return no exquisite symmetry. more when that early spell is brokn There was a dreaminess in her gaze, or destroyed. Whenever the duties as she stood, the very incarnation ol of the camp permitted, Walsingham loveliness and grace, rapt in the mu- hastened, with a rapture which onh sing of her maiden heart. Whither lovers can experience, to pass a few can the fancy of a young and joyous days in delightful intercourse with his maiden wander unattended by the beautiful mistress, dreams of love, and future life? No Such hours passed rapidly and pl. a- visions of the future visit the heart of santly away, and when the young s«>I- thc maiden in which there rise not, in dier returned to the camp it was but to pop in your votes for me—I’ll ]’< [NORWOOD i DE 10RME, PI liLlSlH’.RS. no. :n. reived cnougnto satisfy me for life.— I went out to Mexico, ate pork ami lieaus, slept in the rain and wind and swallowed every tiling except live Mex icans. \\ hen 1 was ordered to “ go," I went. “Charge,” I charged. “And break for the chapparell,” J’ou had bet ter believe 1 heat a quartemag induing my duty. My competitor, Swan, i ; .a bird of golden plumage, who has been swim ming for the last four years in the Au ditor’s pond, at 85000 a year. 1 am for rotation—I want to rotate my sell in. There's plenty of room for him to swim outside of that pond—therefore the forefront of the picture, some form dream of the pleasing hopes who upon which the memory loves to linger, fulfillment seemed yet so distant, with fond and unselfish devotion- r some idolized being upon whom, in the in- uocency of her heart, she loves to lav ish, in her waking dreams, the wealth, | ami the untold riches of her maiden heart. Thus was it with our lovely he roine. Rose Lloyd was the only daughter 1 of a widowed mother, who wrs now left to struggle alone with the ills of life, multiplied as they were by the state of lawlessness and confusion in which the country was plunged by a bloody and long continued war. Her [to hi: coNri.rnFi).] DANmUUSSEl. riox- AN ELKUTIOMIEllER \SISA\Et.Ki KKKER. * Decidedly ihe greatest elcctioneerer wo have ever met with, says the Mem phis Enquirer, is Daniel R. Russell, Union candidate for Auditor of Mis- sissippi. We heard him address tlm multitude at Hernando some weeks a- go, and with such infinite good humor and effect, that wo shall he much mis taken if his ton minutes’ speech does votes. Russell's plan of electioneering is to deal with the “sovereigns” with the most blunt frankness—discarding every particle of hlarnying humbug.— The Mississijtpi Union sketches below bis speech at Jacinto. It is a capital sketch of the spirit of his speeches. dignity or honhommir of manner. We give it, however as affording some idea of his “way" of getting along. Ladirs amd Gentlemen : I rise— but there's no use in telling that— you koovv 1 am up, as well as I do.— 1 am a modest man—very—but 1 nev- : only son, a gallant and noble youth, not turn him out as many hundred who might have lieen her stay and pro tector in times so perilous and troubled, she herself had sent forth with a mo ther’s blessing upon him, to join the patriot host of Marion, and do battle in defence of his country. The gen tle Rose had wept over the absence of her brother, but her young heart had though not up to the. original either in learned to endure his absence. Night ly she knelt before the throne of her j Maker, and with her prayers for anab- i sent brother, was mingled the name of one not less dear—the brave and gal lant Clarence Walsingham, the idol of j his regiment It was her delight to hear the jirai.se or lost a picayune by it in my life—bo ot’ ber lover, from the lips of his com- ing a scarce commodity among eandi- rades and compatriots, when a short dates, 1 thought I would mention it, pause in the conflict enabled them to tor tear il l didn't you would not hear return, upon a brief furlough, to the de- of it. I lightful fireside of home and friends, * 1 Candidates are gMnwaHiot; they are whoso pleasures were enhanced a thou- as the world, shake ; sand fold by the daily toils and perils to which they were inured. 7’ f,c .V spoke of him as a hold and daring pa r ‘ teau—for?B,*,.3»vr, -ths-diaigS and.the last in the retreat—a kind and gener ous comrade, and a man without fear and without reproach. It was seldom that the arduous du ties in which Walsingham was engaged ' permitted him, for a brief space, to ' abandon his post and to enjoy a stolen vou by the hand a-k how’s your lami- ly what’s the prospect tor r [‘/P s ’ “®" out and pop myso I am for a division of labor. Swan says he has to work all (tie lime w ith his nose down upon the public grindstone. Four years must have ground it to a pint. I’oor fellow, the public, ought not to insist on having tho handle of his mug ground clean off.— Ihave a hfrge, full grown and well blown nose, red ns a beet and lough as sole-leather. 1 rush tixtlie post off duty—I offer it up as a sacrifice. I clap in on the grindstone: fellow citi zens, grind away—grind till I holler iniiff, and that ’ill be sometime first, for I’ll hang like grim death ton dead African. Time's most out, Well, I like to forgot to tell you my name. It’s Dan iel—for short Dan. Not a handsome name for my parents were poor people who lived where the “quality” appro priated all the nice names, therefore they had to take what was left and di vide among us—but it's as hatisomc as I am—Dan Russell. Remember, eve ry one of you that it’s not Swan. I am sure to be elect d—so one and all, great and small, short and tall when you come down to Jackson after the election stop at the Auditor’s office— tho latch otring always hangs out—en ter without knocking—take off your things, an make yourself at home. [Dan crawfished out .ivfsstAl, ’ und ’^'ilfiVavy Crockett." THE PRINTER'S TEN COMMANItfEMi 1. Thou shall love the Printer—for he is the standard ol the country. •> Thou shall subscribe to hi; DW {pr he seek "'b ' ™ *•< a- '••'.I' Davy v euo« .*‘\Avv>i M.-iLyrs. Rosewood he ever saw when lie asked him to drink, turned bis back, so that he might drink as much as be pleased. I beat that all hollow. I give a man a chance to drink tw ice if lie wishes, for 1 not only turn round, but shut my eyes. I and hasty interview w ith the mistress ! am not only the politest man, but the ! of his affections. Known as an un- best eiectioneerer—you ought to see compromising patriot, his appearance me shaking hands with the variation.;, j was eagerly watched for by a band of the pump handle and pendulum, the . lories in the neighborhood, to whom cross-cut and wiggle waggle ; under lie had proved himself a vigilant and stand the science perfectly, and if | terrible enemy. They had sworn that any of the country candidadatcs wish he should die, and frequently one or instruction! they mutt call upon me. another of these ill-bred rutliians ap- ! Fellow citzeus—I was bom—if 1 peared in the neighborhood of the wid hadn’t been a candidate; hut I’m go- ow Lloyd’s house, where it was w ell ing to tell you where—'tvvust in Mi - known he occasionally visited, to watch sissippi, but t’was on the right side of for his coming. the negro line ; yet that’s no compli- But far otherwise were the feelings incut, as the negroes are mostly born with which his beautiful Rose watched on the same side. I started in the for his coming. Sweet ajc those hours world as poor as u church mouse yet j of youth and gladness, of tenderness I came honestly by my poverty, for I and freshness, when love shines upon | inherited it, and if I did start poor, no the pathway of life, and colors all the man can’t say hut that l have held my future of existence. The very memo- own remarkably well ; ry of such hours is fragrant. They ! Candidates generally tell you—if may, indeed, pass away, but they leave you think they are qualified,&c. Now behind them pleasant reminiscences 1 don’t ask yefar thoughts, I ask your and lovely associations, that a lifetime votes. Why there’s nothing to think cannot destoy or debase. They visit of except to watch and see that Swan's our after years, our manhood of wild name is not written upon vour ticket; and feverish ambition, or our declining if so think to scratch it offnndput mine age, like the sweet breath of spring on. I am certain that I am competent good one: from a bank of flowers, or like the last for who had ought to know better than Hamilton, of the Maryville Tribune, rays of the setting sun, when he sinks I do? Nobody. I will allow that was travelling in tho cars tho other dav in solitary grandeur behind the west- Swan is the liest Auditor in tho State ; from BqUefoutaine to Kenton, when he em hills, or like the last notes of me- that is, till 1 am elected—then, per- fell ill vgjlh a decided rharneU Il** I odious music, that die upon the ear, haps, it’s not proper for me to say any- was tolerably drunk. Let Hamilton niul leave tho heart to lament that they thing more yet as honest man, I am tell the rest: are gone toreveiY' bound to say that 1 believe it’s a grio- He said he lived in Urbana; that tin* Our fair heroine was in that golden vous sin to hide anything from my fel- Methodists had a great revival there period ot life, when all around us is low citizens therefore I say that it’s my a year or more ago, and that he had tinged with the golden hue of hope and private opinion, publicly expressed, that been converted some years before, promise. Brighter is the streaming HI make the best Auditor even in the and had joined the church. NV# asked sunlight, richer are the hues of the an- United states. him if he still belonged to it. tumnal leaf, and more lovely the glow- Tis not for honor I wish to be Audi- “No,” said he, ‘‘theyjurnod me out ing landscape in those eaiiy hours of tor for in my own county I was offer- for the most frivolous thing in tie 1 world love, when the tranquil heart suffers no ed an office that was all honor—Coro- if I’d know’d thav turned me out for shadow to rest upon its hope. The nor-*-whicb I respectfully declined.— that, I’d never finned.’’ * soothing influence of love, the bright The Auditor’s office is worth some 8*kl Yte, “What did day dreams that gladden life and make 85000 a year, and I am in for it like “O nothing—o|tly bet my horse out, the future delightful in anticipation, a thousand of brick. To show rnv ran another fellow’s. I won the motley were the ministers of her young and I goodnes of heart, 1TI make this offer and t4«»t drunk, anfl had two tights.-— guileless heart; and how sweet is it to to^giy competitor; I am sure of being That’s all. And they turned me out i one just entering upon the duties of elected and, ho will loose something forthnt! life, to look forward with fond antici- by the canvass, therefore am willing to * * • pation to a close and intimate union divide equally with him, and make “Did you ever know such a luwehan- with a kindred spirit, in a paradise of these two offers: I’ll take tho salary frnl genius as my son I” said a lady, the imagination, where no evil spirit and he my have the honor, or he may “He has ntgde a tiddle all out of his may enter, to poison with its venom have the honor, and 171 take the snla own hyd, an# ho has wood enough for the fountain of happiness, or wither In the wayoflionoia, I hirre rc- anof’ ELECTT0*cIi* T to J "dljtain the news of which you remain ignorant. 8. 1 lion shall pay him for-his paper —for he laboreth hard to give you the news in due season. 4. If a business man, thou (halt ad vertise tiial thus thy profits may enable thee not only to pay for thy paper, hut “ put money in thy purse.” 5. Thou shaft not visit him regard- less of his office rules—in deranging tiie papers. 0. T hou shall not touch anything that would give the printer trouble— that he may hold thee guilty. 7. Thou shall not read tho manu script in the hands of the compositor —for he will not hold thee blameless. 8. ’1 hou shall not sec tho news be fore it is printed—for ho will give it to you in due time. il. Thou shall ask him lew questions of things in the office—from it thou shall tell nothing. 10. Thou shall not at any time send abusive and threatening letters to tho editor, nor cow-hide him more limn five times u year—nor bring tho printer old rotten wood—nor bring produce that defiles the devil to eat. PERSECUTED MAX. A nothern paper tells the followin'*