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Cohuttah.?The sun had sunk behind darkly massing storm clouds, which had obscured the radiance of his departing glory. Day had set in impenetrable darkness upon Cohuttah's' vales and mountains. The harvest moon had re? fused its chastened light, and the stars had withdrawn their shining. In sud? den, wild and unrestrained fury the tempest broke over the so recently peace? ful valley. The wind shrieked and howled through the dense woods of Co? huttah's forest, bending, creaking and uprooting gigantic trees in its frantic rage, and shaking to their foundations the frail wigwams of the Indian village Ko'ko'ko'ko' in fair Pleasant Valley. Peal after peal of loud rattling thunder in reverberating grandeur rocked Cohut? tah's mountains with no motherly lulla? by, and the fierce, red flashes of the lightning, so terrible in its sublime and dazzling beauty, only showed more plain? ly the appalling darkness of the night, and caused the boldest heart to stand still with awe under the influence of that autumnal gale! At midnight the storm wraith was hushed, and naught was heard of it save the low hoarse mutterings of the exhaus? ted anne'mee'kee, (thunder.) At that ghostly hourvin the deep stilling of the tempest, the plaintive cry of a new born babe, mingling with the Indians' wild wahono'win (lamentation) penetrated with grief and terror the hearts of the villagers. The shadow of the dreaded pauguk (death) had darkened the door? way of Connisauga's wigwani and robbed it of its light and beauty. A child had been bora to the home of the Chieftain, but the gentle spirit of Owais'sa, his bride, his loved and cherished wife had taken its flight to the beautiful land of the. Hereafter. The morning after the tempest dawned brightly fair, and beneath the wondrous touches of the life-awakening gheezis (sun,) even the storm-wrecks were robed in glittering beauty; but the wrecked 'heart of the noble Connisauga was bowed in dark and hopeless grief. Under the ferns and mosses of Cohut? tah's vale, they dug a grave, and there they laid to rest the warrior's love. Days and weeks sped by, and still the Chieftain sat apart from his braves in a gloomy silence which none dared dis? turb, until the grief-stricken mother of the lamented dead, ventured gently and timidly to approach the Chieftain, and laying at his feet the innocent and un? conscious cause of all his woe, in tremb? ling questioning accents said: "Is the babe Owais'sa?" The loved, familiar name only brought a darker shade to the Indian's brow. For one moment he gazed sternly upon his child, then turning abruptly aside, spoke in a voice of touching sadnes3: "The child shall be called. Cohuttah, for as yonder mountains are Cohuttah, because of the mist wreaths which shadow their lofty summits, so with the coming of this babe has the gloom of gushkewau' (darkness) shrouded my spirit in sorrow clouds, and robbed of its pride and its lovelight the home of the warrior. But showain'- meme shin, sho wain' meme shin! (alas, alas for me!) no more again can the warm light of love penetrate the darkness of Connisau? ga's soul!" Thus spake the savage Chieftain in his heart's deep anguish, for his ears had never heard the echoes of that sweet voice," which "spake as never man spake" on GaHlee's far distant shore, in the stricken home of Bethany, in dark Geth? semane, or on cruel, cruel Calvary. The gentle call, "Come unto me and I will give* you rest," had never gladdened those forest homes. II. Days, months and years had passed away, but none had been found to fill the place of the loved Owais'sa in the wig? wam or the heart of her faithful brave. More stern and gloomy grew each day the Chieftain's brow, until, the little Co? huttah, growing from infancy into child? hood's beauty, in childhood's frolic moods could sometimes lure a smile into the dark, sad warrior's face. But when the child, maturing into girlhood's . charms, began to wear the tender grace and loveliness of the lost Owais'sa, the father's heart grew fond and proud ; the light of parental love pierced through the gloom of Connisauga's soul, and on his care-lined brow, and from his dark eye beamed the mellow light in soft and reflected beauty. Once again in the Chieftain's home there Avas joy aid gladness. Garlands of wild flowers, or autumn leaves lent their gracing beauty to the forest home. The walls of the royal wigwam tapestried with feathers of varied and brilliant hnes, the couches of softest, richest furs spread smoothly and deftly by a daughter's gentle hands, gf.ve to the warrior's rude hut an aspect of home beauty and home life which re? freshed his weary heart; and sweet upon his ear as an *?cho from the beautiful Islands of the Blessed fell the gay song and girlish laugh of his darling child. Cohuttah, the child of gloom and dark? ness, had become a crown of light and beauty?a well spring of joy in the home and heart of the Cherokee brave. "When only twelve years old Cohuttah was affianced to her kinsman, Ahmeek, who was thenceforward regarded and acknowledged the heir and successsor of the noble Connisauga, the favored brave whose voice should be first heard in the councils of the nation, the skilful war? rior to lead in glorious and successful battle, when death should deprive the people of their rauch-loved Chieftain. Ahmeek possessed great courage, agil? ity and cunning?qualities highly prized by his tribe and his Chieftain. Already had the name of the youthful warrior become a terror to their enemies. He was also endowed with a considerable share of Indian beauty; his form was tall and well proportioned, his features regular and handsome, but marred by a dark and malignaut scowl, which the gentle grace and beauty of Cohuttah alone could charm away. With dutiful and unquestioning obedi? ence, Cohuttah acceeded to her father's desire that she should become the prom? ised bride of Ahmeek. It seemed but right to her in her girlish revelries that Connisauga's child should be the bride of Connisauga's heir. The betrothal took place in the merry husking season, amid gay festivities, ac? companied by barbaric pomp and splen? dor ; and for one day at least the forest Princess enjoyed her gay espousals?even as some modern May Queen delights in her bhortlived and mimic royalty, did the little Cohuttah with simple grace, and girlish glee, receive the loving homage of the Indian maidens, and the admiring loyalty of the young braves of her people; for sweet, indeed, to girlish hearts is the conscious power of girl' hood's grace and beauty! in. One bright summer day, three years af? ter the betrothal of the Princess Cohuttah, from one of the loftiest summits of Co huttah's mountains, as suddenly as if I planted by spirit hands, floated the proud flag of imperious Spain, which, flapped by the mountain breeze, looked like the bright wings of some huge tropical bird. Beneath its gorgeous folds of crimson and gold, dwelt a small band of strange looking warriors, with pale faces, glitter* ing black eyes, and long silky beards. These warriors were beheld by the na? tives with superstitious awe and admiring wonder. The flag with its brilliant sun? set hues they perplexedly surmised had been taken from the couch of the life giving gheezis (sun) and bestowed by the Great Spirit upon these highly fa? vored warriors to waft from them the dismal influences of the dreaded ahko se'win (fever) the handmaid of the gloomy and unconquered pau'guk (death.) A few aged squaws shook their heads gravely, and in low, myste? rious tones, whispered the* almost for? gotten story which had been told around the Cherokee camp fires of a similarly pale faced race, under the false-hearted de Ayllon, whose cruel treachery in years long passed had wrought such bitter woe to the brave and generous warriors, who lived where the big sea washes Chicora's land of storied wealth and beauty. But the noble Connisauga, in whose brave heart no room was found for fear or sus? picion, leading in the councils of his people, determined to accept the peace? ful overtures of the Spanish leader Fer? dinand De Soto?that De Soto whose ad? ventures are as mythical and wonderful as those of Prince Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table. De Soto had smoked the peace pipe with Connisauga and his braves, and had cemented their friendship by many costly gifts, such as poinards, beads, and fringes, scarfs, and shawls of richest silks and cashmeres from luxurious Spain. The Spanish knights, too, were pleased with the gentle courtesy and noble gen? erosity of Connisauga and his people, and lured by the hope of finding gold and silver, with which, from the accounts of the Indians, they imagined the moun? tains to abound, had strengthened their position by a wall of rock, (tho ruins of which are yet to be seen on Fort Mt.,) and there, in unrestrained delight, they eujoyed the wild scenery, the healthful climate and the hunter's fascinating sports by wood and stream. But when December's snows rested upon the moun? tains, the daring De Soto, wearied of his bleak but impregnable fortress, and de? scending from his lofty eyerie, and tak? ing position in Pleasant Valley, he threw up breastworks, and there, in close con? tiguity with his Indian allies, spent the long, hard winter. IV. Cohuttah had never seen the pale faced braves, whose long, black beards had been the talk and envy of the Indian warriors over their winter camp fires. She knew they were her father's friends, but she also knew that Ahmeek hated them, and had spoken angrily of the policy of Connisauga and his wise men, in conciliating the good will of the strangers. In the early spring, Ahmeek and several of the young warriors had gone on a big hunt to the mountains which lie towards the setting sun, be? yond the great river Mississippi. They were to be absent a long time, and Ah? meek had promised his betrothed to bring back with him skins of wondrous beauty and softness to deck their bridal wigwam. Cohuttah was then fifteen, and Ahmeek had repeatedly urged the fulfillment of her promise to be his wife, but the girl would always put him off on some light pretext. Ahmeek at length became very angry and appealed to Connisauga, but winding her srm3 tenderly around the old Chieftain's neck, the maiden begged him to allow her to remain a little while longer the light and joy of Connisauga's wigwam, which would be so dark and drear when she was gone; and so the nuptials had been again postponed until Ahmeek should return. Cohuttah did not understand it herself, but she felt no love for Ahmeek, and she was always glad when he was absent on one of their long hunting expeditions. The untu? tored Indian girl had never questioned her guileless heart, for the sweet inspira? tion of love had never stirred its quiet depths, and she innocently thought when? ever she should become Ahmeck's wife she would learn to regret his absence, and hail his return with gladness. It was just here beneath this old beech I tree's shade, and gazing up the precipi? tous acclivity of the "lover's leap," one bright morning in the "moon of leaves," (May,) while the dew drops were yet diamonds on the grass, and decking with glittering beauty the trees and flowers of Cohuttah's forest bowers, that the Princess Cohuttah was first seen by Don Pedro, the youngest and best loved of the brave Cavaliers who had followed the fortunes of De Soto to the New World. From the cloud-capped summits of Cohuttah's mountains, the snows of win? ter had melted away beneath the warm influences of the Indian gheezis, filling almost to overflowing the bosom of little Sumac Creek, which danced and laughed in rippling beauty and joy. The lark carolled high in air, the little sparrow chirped his grateful praise, the partridge in the bush responded to his mate, the squirrel leaped from tree to tree in wild wood freedom and delight, and the mock* Ing bird?the bird of the sunny South catching the universal gladness, trilled his sweetest, gayest songs. Glad and gay, too, was the heart of the maiden, Cohuttah, as she listened tojthe music of the woods, and felt her cheek fanned by the frequent breath of the perfumed spring. Her rich, dark beau? ty and her picturesque costume was in graceful keeping with the spring-time splendor. Her little feet, which tread lightly and tenderly the delicate ferns and mosses of the vailey, were cased in richly" embroidered moccasins; she wore a short kirtle of crimson cashmere, and a jewel-hilted poinard was secured to her side by a yellow scarf, which girdled her slender waist. Her dark beauty, and the crimson and gold of her dress combining the colors of Spain, she might very well have been mistaken for a Moorish mai? den. Her arms were ornamented with bracelets of beads and shells; her head and shoulders were adorned with garlands of the mountain laurel and other wild flowers, and by her side gambolled a gentle fawn, whose shy eyes with loving, wistful glance, sought ever and anon the bright, dark orbs of his mistress. "Sancta Maria! I have surely met the beautiful enchantress of this New World!" exclaimed a voice in accents strange to the maiden's ear. She looked up, and high above her, overlooking the precipice, she distinguished a young brave, whose pale face and. long beard marked him a fojlower of her father's friend, the brave and generous De Soto. The heart of Connisauga's child knew no such word as fear; beside, although she understood not the meaning of the words she had.heard, Cohuttah's was a woman's heart; she possessed, too, a woman's quick eye, and could read and comprehend quite well the language of admiration. She gazed with innocent and girlish delight upon the graceful youth, who was making his way down sthc steep mountain side, with an agility which equalled that of her own light footed braves. The youth assisted his descent by catching and clinging from bough to bough of the grand forest trees which almost arched the little creek, aDd finally using the tangled vines of a mus? cadine as a ladder, he scaled the trunk of a kingly walnut, and stood within fifty yards of the admiring Indian girl.? Holding his plumed hat in his hand, his bare head, with its long waves of silky hair, showed to advantage the beauty of his radiant face. Approaching her defer? entially, the knight made low obeisance to the forest Princess in acknowledgment of the power of woman's beauty wherever found?whether in princely halls, in the peasant's cot, or in the Indian's forest home. The Princess acknowledged with grave dignity the knight's homage, but quickly exclaimed: "Mush'ka'! mush'ka'!"? (look! look!) with the naivete of the untutored savage, as a beautiful grey? hound, bounding through the woods, stood beside his master. "Give, give!" cried the excited girl, using one of the few Spanish words she had learned from her father's braves. Don Pedro led the dog to the maiden's feet, and taking her hand, gently placed it upon Carlos' head, in token of the gift bestowed; then, in soft Spanish accents, he addressed the dog: "We have been friends, Carlos, poor fellow, dear and tried friends, but this gentle Senora will be more able to care for you than the rover Don Pedro, for already our devoted band number only half as many as when we left the olive and pomegranite groves of our loved Spain." Then, addressing the maiden in half-framed Indian sen? tences, he begged her to be kind "to Carlos, poor Carlos, good dog, brave dog." He made her repeat the name "Carlos" until she had quite caught the soft-flowing accent of his Spanish tongue. With a gracious dignity which well became a Chieftain's daughter, Cohuttah invited the knight to return with her to her father's wigwam. There he was kindly welcomed by the noble Connisau? ga, who was as much charmed as his daughter by Carlos' beauty and his mas? ter's liberality. Thus commenced the wooing of Don Pedro and the Princess Cohuttah. Each dewy morning found the Spanish knight and the Indian girl holding their tryst beneath the beech tree where they had first met.. Cohuttah, with girlish quick? ness, learning the musical, swift-flowing vocables of the Spanish tongue, or Don Pedro more slowly murmuring the low guttural tones of the Indian language, which were so soft and sweet when Co? huttah spoke. A Spanish guitar had been one of the many gifts bestowed by the Spanish knight upon his Indian love; and Cohuttah very soon, he thought, could equal the fair ones of Spain in her graceful execution, soft touch and melo? dious voice. How sweet to his ear were the melodies of his native land, as borne upon the breeze they echoed through Cohuttah's woodland valca, none but an exiles' heart can evef know. As Don Pedro's love grew stronger and truer, it became also purer, and with it mingled visions of a chilhood spent by a mother's knee, hearkening to the story of the pure Virgin Mother and her holy babe, whose lowly birth heralded salva? tion to a fallen world. With lowly reverence, he related the wonderful story of divine love, which fell tenderly upon and sank deeply into Cohuttah's heart, already prepared by human love for all gentle and kindly in? fluences. A glittering cross, which he had worn upon his heart from earliest childhood, Don Pedro, with solemn scre monial, placed upon Cohuttah's breast, and fervently implored for her the pecul? iar favor and protection of the Virgin Mother and her heavenly babe. It was thus in earnest but guileless wooing passed away the "Moon of Leaves." One bright, blue, cloudless day in June, Don Pedro told his loVe, fttid begged Co* huttah to be his wife, but In accents of pain the girl only murmured, "Ahmeek I Ahmeek !" It was the first time she had ever spoken the name of Ahmeek to Don Pedro, and yet Cohuttah's was a truthful heart, she had simply forgotten the exis? tence of the absent Ahmeek, and the now galling chains which bound her to him. It was a long time before Don Pedro could gather from the maiden the mean? ing of her anguish cry of the words "Ahmeek 1 Ahmeek!" but when he did comprehend that the Princess was the sworn bride of another, his grief and indignation knew no bounds'. He threw his arms around her, pressed her closely to his heart, declaring that Qohtittahj his beautiful Cohuttahj sb??ld be Dot! Pedro's bride; for td hifd only was she bound by the strong cords of love. Don Pedro urged Cohuttah to fly with him, to the princely Halls of his noble father who, he said, would proudly welcome as daughter the Princess Cohuttah. But the maiden only murmured: "No's', no'sal (myfather, my father!) Cohuttah is the sun, moon and stars of Connisau? ga's wigwam!" "Then, I will beg him to give me my beautiful Cohuttah, and the proud Span? iard Don Pedro will dwell as a son with the Cherokee brave for the great love he bears for his darling Cohuttah I" said Don Pedro, passionately. "Ahmeek! Ahmeek !" hoarsely mur? mured the girl, "will kill Cohuttahs love." Then, passing her hands with childish simplicity and tenderness through the soft rings of her lover's bair, Cohuttah wept as she softly whis? pered : "Pretty scalpj pretty scalp I" Don Pedro read the thoughts of the artless child of the forest, and, lifting himself haughtily and scornfully, he said : "A Spanish cavalier fears no false? hearted warrior of your savage race!" A look, not of resentment, but of patient sorrow, crossed tho girl's face, she under? stood but too well the acorn expressed for her people; but Cohuttah's was a woman's love?a love which endureth all things! Don Pedro saw the pain he had given, and taking her tenderly in his arms, he whispered softly: "Don Pedro lives only in the light of Cohuttah's eyes! "Don Pedro loves only Connisauga's child!" The lovers continued to meet a few days longer, but Cohuttah's once bright face grew each day more sadly sad. At last the great day of sorrow came; and Don Pedro kept his tryst alone. Just as he was leaving their place of rendezvous, a little Indian girl brought a message from Cohuttah and the cherished cross as a pledge of her truthfulness. The mes? sage ran thus: "There is danger to the pale-faced brave. Come no more to the warrior's wigwam. Linger not under the beech tree's shade. Await Cohuttah where the big poplar droops over the lover's leap." For three days Don Pedro watched and waited vainly by the poplar tree. On the fourth morning Cohuttah came, but her step was timid, her eye was sad and heavy, and she startled at every rustling leaf. "Ahmeek has come! Ahmeek is angry and jealous! Ahmeek has killed poor Carlos! We are watched! we are be? trayed !" and the poor girl wept piteous ly. "Ahmeek," she continued, "has gone this morning with a party to fish in the Coosawattie, and Cohuttah has come to say good-bye forever to Don Pedro and happiness." Scarcely had the words passed her lips when she uttered a shrill cry of fear, and throwing herself in front ol her love, with one arm clasped around his neck, she shielded his heart, and received in her own an arrow aimed at him. She tottered and would have fallen but for the strong arm of protecting love thrown around her. Her last conscious glance was to her Pedro's face, and her last words in soft Spanish were mur? mured : "Don Pedro, my only love!" Rapidly another arrow was aimed at Don Pedro's heart, but missed. Then followed a wild yell, and Ahmeek, with uplifted tomahawk, stood before the Spaniard. The knight drew his glitter? ing toledo from his belt, and for a brief while a fierce struggle ensued, but the lifeless form of the beloved Cohuttah clasped so firmly and fondly in one of Don Pedro's arms gave Ahmeek the advantage over his foe, and alertly seiz? ing his opportunity, Ahmeek wrested the Spaniard's sword from his grasp, and with it pierced him through the heart. In the hand to hand conflict, Don Pedro had given back until he had reached the verge of the precipice; there, as Ahmeek struck the fatal blow, the brave Spaniard staggered and fell, and, still clasping in j his arms his loved Cohuttah, was dashed upon the rocks below the lover's leap. Ahmeek ground his teeth in fiendish rage, for Cohuttah was Don Pedro's bride! In death they were not divided 1 De Soto prepared to avenge the mur? der of his favorite cavalier, but when he beheld the grief and anger of Connisau-1 ga and his tribe for the death of the beloved Princess and the Spanish brave, De Soto restrained his wrath, and the Church's "dies ire" mingled with the Indian's wahono'win over the graves of Don Pedro and Cohuttah. With jibes and jeers, Ahmeek was driven as a second Cain from the face of his people. He joined a predatory tribe of Indians in the far Northwest, and was ever after distinguished only for cruelty and cunning. A dark, dark cloiid again shadowed Connisauga's brow, and no warm love light was ever more reflected there. In the grave of Cohuttah, the warrior buried the joy and gladness of his life. He lived many years, governing his people firmly and wisely, and long after he had joined his loved ones in the Spirit Land, was spoken of as the good and noble Connisauga?the "Father of his People." concluded next week. CONGRESSIONAL HUMOR? The Democratic President Must ilavg Music From the Baud. During the debate on the naval appro? priation oill, in the House of Representa? tives, Thursday last, Mr. Lewis, Demo? crat; of Alabama; offered an amendment to reduce the strength of the Marine Corps and abolish the Marine Baud ; the latter point of the proposition afforded Mr. Harrison, Democrat, of Illinois, the opportunity for delivering a most amus? ing speech, and one that was much en? joyed and applauded by both sides of the House. He drew down a picture of President Grant enjoying the music of the Marine Band in the grounds of the White House, while his friends sat around with their feet on the balustrade smokinghis Parta gasj arid he spoke of himself (Mr. Harri? son) moving through a crowd of Repub? licans in the grounds, witb one hand on his purse and the other on bis watch fob. Next year, with a Democratic occupant of the White House, the scene would be different. A Republican member. Then we will have our hands on our purses and watch fobs. [Laughter.] Mr. Harrison. Very good; but we will be enjoying the music. I want to see a Democratic President there listening to the music, and I hope to be one of his friends, with my feet on the balustrade and one of his Partagas between my lips. I am opposed to the abolition of the Ma? rine Baud. Think of the Democrats who want to get into the White House. There is a son of the great Empire State, (Tilden,) greater than Alexander. Alex? ander cut the Gordian knot with his sword?but the knot was only a ring ot hemp; but this man has cut a ring of steal?a Canal Ring?and he may be in the White House. I want the Marine Band there to give him music; and if he should lead a bride to the White House we will play the Wedding March and furnish sweet music beneath her chamber window. [Laughter.] Wc have other men for that position, any one of whom would grace the Presidential chair as it has not been graced for long years. Are we to deny him the music of the Marine Band ? Never I never! never [Laugh? ter.] We may have one from Ohio [Mr. Kelley?Bill Allen] who never speaks in the Senate without uttering words of wisdom, [meaning Senator Thurman.] Are we to have no music for* him ? No, [sir, never! never! never! [Loud laugh? ter as much at the style and manner of the speaker as at the evident blunder of his last remark.] We have, a little west of the Hoosier State, a great Democratic war horse, [alluding to Mr. Hendricks, of Indiana,] a man who, they say, is a little of a trimmer. He is a trimmer, because his mind is so round that he sees both sides of a question, and does not grow wild on any such. He may be in that position, and I may be his friend in the White House, and shall he have no j music from the Marine Band? Never, sir, by my vote?never ! never I never! [Great laughter.] Wo may have in that seat, Mr. Chairman, a man who will fill the chair as it was never filled before [alluding to Judge Davis of the Sepreme Court]?not a single inch of it that will uot be filled [Laughter]?a man great in law as in politics, one against whom not a word can be said. Am I to come here from Illinois to attend his inauguration, and am I to go with him to the White House, and have no music to aid him in tripping the light fantastic toe? Never, sir?never with my consent?never [Continued lnughter.] There is still, auother one from your own State, Mr. Chairman: great in arms, great as a civilian [alluding to Gen. Hancock of Pennsylvania]?a man who, if he bad not been great as a General, would have been great in civil life. Ho may be there. He will wish to have some mem? ories of the past brought to his mind by martial music. Is it to be denied to him ? Shall a marine band be refused to him ? By my vote, sir, never, never, nev? er. [Laughter.] Then, sir, there is still another, "the Great Unknown." He is coming ten thousand strong from every part of the Union. Mr. Hardenburgh (Dem., N. Y.) Par? ker. Mr. Harrison. I will call no names. He is all around. The Democratic party is full of "the Great Unknown." | Roars of laughter.] When that "Great Un? known" comes there, shall he have no music? Shall no tones come out from those silvery instruments, blown by those gentlemen in scarlet coats, to welcome and introduce that "Great Unknown" to his fellow-citizens? Not by my vote, sir, never! never! uever! As Mr. Harrison sat down, he was greeted with roars of laughter and rounds of applause from both sides of the House. The speech and the ridicule proved too much for the amendment offered by Mr. Lewis, which was voted down by a very large majority. A Hint for Mr. Darwin.?It was a young philosopher of seven years of age, who had not got far enough to hear the Holy Scriptures disputed by science. He listened attentively in his father's parlor the other evening to a warm discussion on the Darwinian theory, and, after the guests had departed, somewhat surprised the paternal with? "Father, I don't believe Mr. Darwin is right." "What!" said the parent, lookingdown at this unexpected reasoner, who stood before him with alittlc Bible in his hand ; "you do not, and why ?" "Because, papa, my Bible says 'God created man in His own image,' and I don't believe it was a monkey." "Well, well," said the sire, laughing, "run along, Tommy; you are too young to talk about such things." "But, papa, almost the next verse says, 'God saw everything he had made, and behold it was very good;' uow it wasn't good if men were monkeys, was it? for you are gooder than a monkey, ain't you, papa?" THE EDGEFIELD TRAGEDY. The Lynching of the Harmon Murder? ers?Full Particulars of the Execu? tion. From Hit Abbeville 1'resi and Banner, May %Ut. The annals of crime will scarcely fur? nish a parallel to the atrocity of the mur? der of Mr. and Mrs. John L. Harmon at their homes in Winter Seat, in Edgefield County, twenty-two miles from Edgefield Court House and nineteen miles from Abbeville Court House, on the night of Wednesday, the 17th inst. These people lived alone on the public road leading from Abbeville to Edgefield Court House, and were entirely ignorant of any evil design upon them. Being unprotected the negroes had several times robbed Harmon of his bacon and other provisions, and in the Spring he, by due course of law, had the house of a sus? pected negro searched. At this the negroes pretended to be very much in? censed, and being prompted by a desire for further plunder and revenge con? cocted and exeuted their diabolical plan of the murder and robbery of their former victims. The cold-blooded murder and the wil f?l attempt at arson shocked the whole community, and many of the best citizens of both counties assembled at the house the next day (Thursday) when a jury of inquest was organized, which, although they took a recess in the meantime of two or three days, did not render their verdict and adjourn until noon of the fol? lowing Wednesday. The proof of the guilt of those shot was conclusive. None doubted. Besides the full confessions of two of their number, who implicated their confederates, cir? cumstantial evidence pointed unerringly to them as the perpetrators of the crime. The probability of their not being pun? ished if sent to Edgefield jail was dis? cussed. As few criminals had been pun? ished at Edgefield, it was,tbeir fear with an insecure jail, the law's delay, a poor Solicitor, the shrewdness of lawyers in detecting flaws in indictments, the possi? bility of executive clemency, that some gap woiild be left down for" their escape from plinishtnent, and so they resolved that these offenders ahcrtdd stiffer for their crime on the spot. When the Sheriff was kidnapped and carried off there seemed to be no particular leader?all were leaders?and moved to their deed of retribution by common consent. When the Jury of Inquest upon the bodies of Mr. John L. Harmon and Mrs. Catharine A. Harmon, re-assembled Tuesday morning, 23rd inst., the foreman of the jury asked the Coroner that Ste? phen Lake, who had been committed to jail subject to further order of the in auest, be produced to give further evi ence. The Sheriff of the county was then present and remained in attendance until the close of the inquest. A demand was made updli him for the production of Stephen?he immediately dispatched his constables for him. Winter Scat is twenty two miles from Edgefield C. H., and hence it was in the night of Tuesday before they returned. Stephen was on hand Wednesday morning, when the Court met at 9 o'clock, and announced his readiness to confess. As soon as the Court was convened, Stephen Was re? called to testify. His testimony and con? fession corroborated in the main the con? fession of Atistiti Davis given the day be? fore. It is proper to add that Stephen made his confession without having Deen apprised that Austin had confessed. Stephen acknowledged that he struck Mr. Harmon the first blow with the dogwood club, and implicated as present Austin Davis, Larkin Holloway, Jeff. Settles, his cousin Marshall Perrin and his brother Jesse Lake. He did not sec the women. After recording his confessioh the other four prisoners were brought forward, and in their presence he reiterated it. An opportunity was then offered them to make statements. They made none. This was about 12 o'clock and the in? quest took a recess for one hour, and the jury retired to deliberate, and when they re-convened at 1 o'clock the verdict was ready for the signatures of the Coroner and jury. The crowd waited with breath? less attention the announcement of the verdict, and during the time necessary for the Coroner and each member of the jury to sign.his name, the silence was lit? erally painful?when all signed, the ver? dict was then read by the clerk. Immediately upon the conclusion of the reading of this paper the Coroner rose from his seat and handed to the Sheriff, who was standing near, the commitment. Just as the Sheriff received it, two men in mask threw over his head a sheet com? pletely covering up his head, and gather? ing him on each side dragged him away and into the dwelling house near by. Whilst this was being done not a word was uttered except the expression by Larkin Holloway, "My God! they have got the Sheriff." At the same moment the six prisoners, Austin Davis, Stephen Lake, Larkin Holloway, Jeff. Settles, Marshall Perrin and Jesse Lake, who were present to hear the verdict, were led off not a word being spoken, no order or command being heard. Wnen they had been gone perhaps five minutes a volley of fire arms was neard apparently about a quarter of a mile off, and it required not an actual presence to know that the six had paid with their lives the forfeit for the bloody crime they had committed just a week previous to that very day. THE SHOOTING. It is said that when the crowd arrived at the place of execution near a pine field, the prisoners were Immediately arranged in line fronting the guard, aud were told if they wished to do so, they could pray, when they immediately knelt and all except Lark Holloway com? menced praying aloild, and he wanced to assert his ignorance of the whereabouts of the ? Winchester Rifle which it was alleged he had taken from the Harmons' home after the murder. He was notified that it was "too late for such talk now, if he wanted to pray to do so?to be quick about it." In a few minutes after this they were told to rise, which they did, and instantly the firing commenced. At the first volley all fell except Stephen Lake, who remained standing a few seconds longer than his comrades. In less than half a minute, however, from the time the firing commenced all were on the ground. The firing was kept up at intervals for some fifteen or twenty minutes, when the crowd left the bodies to be taken care of by others. Soon a number of negroes went to see the bodies of the dead, and returned in a little while reporting that one of them, Austin Davis, was not dead. Afterwards some three or four shots were heard in that direction, and when the place was visited late in the evening, it was ob? served that Austin Davis' head was shot to pieces. At this carlv hour, owing to the warm weather, the flies had begun to gather about the corpses. On Thursday during the day some few negroes visited the place and guarded the bodies until night, when they were afraid to remain longer. Friday, the decaying bodies were so offensive that no one remained with them, but in the afternoon, five negroes came, dug a pit, and buried them ALL IN ONE GEAVE WITHOUT COFFINS. The grave was some eight feet long and near the spot where they paid the lorfeit of their crime, and Was wide enough for three to lie in the bottom side by. side. Their feet were put together, and the heads of the other three were put in the opposite end of the grave?their legs and feet being on top of the three first put in. The dirt was thrown upon them, and a mound now stands where those beneath so lately stood in life. The whole proceeding was conducted in a most quiet way. The crowd return? ing from the shooting made no effort at concealment?returned in a body and slaked their thirst at the well, and in an hour after the shooting, had quietly dis? persed. No exultation, no boasts, no threats being heard. Only one loud ex? pression was heard. One man with a musket id his hand said to a crowd of negroes standing some distance off, "you niggers can go and bury them damn nigg&&" The two women, Betty Perrin and Tilda Holloway, who were" implicated by the verdict as accessories were then turned loose without as much as a word of warning?showing, we think, a wou derful leniency on the part of the out? raged community. It was the general feeling too of the crowd assembled that the verdict of the jury indicated a de? termination on their part to give others who had been implicated by the evidence fbe benefit of every doubt." thus f?totfD the" harmon' tragedy. The friends of the deceased were advised by bad designing people not to touch them, and it was riot until the time stated that they were' moved by better counsels to bury them.- ihe feeling of the negroes in the immediate neighbor? hood as expressed, is that the evidence was conclusive, and that the guilty de? served death. Things are uow quiet, and peace arid order are again supreme. The first burial party who went to the* place of Ihe tfagedy on Thursday morning, removed the bodies some twenty steps to the ?hade of some trees and commenced to dig the very grave in which they were finally buried, but while digging, a messenger, who had been to trial justice Kellar, returned stating that if they buried these men without first haying held an inquest, they would become liable to the severest penal? ties of the law. The work was stopped at once and the place abandoned. The friends and relatives of tfc e dead seem to care very little about them. Many of whom never Went near the bodies of the deceased, and to all a ppear ;ances feel as little concerned abou t their dead as they could do for dead Lidians on the Black Hills. befobe they were buried, the birds of prey had begun their work of despoilation, and had eaten the flesh from the faces, necks and craniums of ;the brothers Stephen Lake and Jesse Lake, and when the burying party came the despoilers on wing, who were the lonly witnesses of this burial, sought refuge i? the tops of the trees near by, and stood in their elevated positions quietly looking at the Work of interment, which was not completed until dark. They mourned not for the dead, except that they wpre, as they thought, deprived of the rich feast they expected to enjoy on the morrow. since the burial the negfoes have felt better satisfied and the whites have felt more comfortable. As long as they lay exposed the fact seemed to be a cause of agitation and ex? citement, but as soon as their bodies were beneath the ground a change came over the feelings of all, and everybody went to work with a better will. the prisoners were guarded night and day by a number varying from fifty to five hundred men. The number was much greater than was necessary for the safe-keephlg of the prisoners against any efforts tney might make on their own behalf, but rumors of an attempt to rescue them were heard, and in order to prevent a forcible release they assembled at the scene of the murder in great num? bers. something of the executed. Lark Holloway the leader of the double murder, was a preacher in good standing in the African Methodist church, and held religious services at Liberty Hill on the Sunday following the commission of this most foul murder. He was the most intelligent of the number, and was the only one who seemed to have any appre? ciation of what the kidnapping of the [ sheriff meant, and his exclamation, "My God, they have got the sheriff!" was per? haps intended to convey an idea of dan? ger to his companions in crime. They, however, affected stolid indifference and a want of appreciation of the situation.. It is thought they believed the leading off to shoot was intended only to intimi? date and scare to confession those who had denied their guilt. Marshall Perrin had been living in adultery with a woman for several years, and he wanted to assume the ministerial robes, and on the Sunday previous to the murder, married this woman, and applied for license to preach the glad tidings of great joy, and peace on earth and good will to men. Austin Davis, otherwise known as Sam Perry, it is said, was an escaped convict from the Edgefield jail, whence he made his escape while waiting to be carried to the penitentiary for a term of four years ?the sentence "of the Court for stealing a horse. We learn that Stephen Lake was sold during slavery for some offense, to a man in Georgia. Since emancipation he came back from Georgia, a refugee from justice, for some crime unknown to us. We know less of the others, but hear that one of them held a high office in the4 church, and are of opinion that the other two were communicants. the jury labored assiduously for a week, and the result in ferreting out offenders in this short time is perfectly wonderful, and it is believed by some if the jury had taken a recess on Wednesday instead of ad? journing, their labors would have Been rewarded by still further discoveries. There seems to be little doubt that a man by the name of Cheatham and another by the name of Chiles was present at the murder of Mr. and Mrs. Harmon. The Earties whom the jury found guilty of eing accessories were present aiding and abetting, and participated in the robbery. the large crowd had been in attendance for two days, and it is said the pressure Upon the jury for their verdict was strong, and reports say that they would not have waited much longer on the jury. Tbey intended to have the yerdict for the prisoners that evening. coroner barker, with his clerk, were preparing some ad? ditional papers at the table used by the jury when the firing commenced. Im? mediately, without being particular as to the manner of his going, he began to put real estate between himself and that place at the rate, it is supposed, of about ten miles an hour. sheriff richardson didn't tarry long after he was released, but mado tracks for Edgefield at no snail's pace. The Straight-Out Policy. j We have, heretofore, aim ply, urged a ''? thorough organization of the Democratic party in South Carolina, as the first step towards success in the approaching cam? paign ; and we hare done nothing more than this, because tile sentiments of the people were not known, and jre thought it best to await further developments. We think, however, that the time lia* come, when every paper should speak out, and advise whatever course that will, in Its judgment, conduce moat to the wel? fare of the Stale. The policy of the op? position has been sufficiently revealed to convince the most casual observer that we need hope for no good to come out of the Radical party, the aim of its lenders be? ing to continue to run the government in the interestof Honest John Patterson and his crowd, who have already-plundered us of about all we possessed, and who de? clare that there are yet "Five years of good stealing in South Carolina." It is true that Gov. Chamberlain may be the choice of his party forasecond term, and, if elected, we have no doubt that he would make as acceptable an Executive in the future as he has in the past; but he could accomplish but little good, as the bijtory of his present administration demon? strates, unless lie was supported by the legislature, and surrounded by subordi? nate officers who would act in harmony with him. But could a legislature, and subordinate State officers, who are ear? nestly in favor of reform, be electod by the fusion or coalition policy ?, . Could we hope to gain so much by making Gov. Chamberlain our standard bearer, or by refraining from putting a. candidate ill tie field in oposition to him? The ex? perience of former campaigns,, teaches that such movements end but in failure and demoralization. Still it has been suggested that, if we would not oppose. him, Mr. Chamberlain would probably incline to the Democratic party and con? tribute much to its triumph at the polls in November. Upon what grounds such suggestions are based we are at a loss' to know. For, no far from inclining to the Democratic party, the polar star of Mr. Chamberlain's political life is, the comr. plete triumph of Republicanism, and the utter extinction of Democratic principles in South Carolina; and he has let slip' no opportunity to lei! us that such is the case. We could not, then, expect him to lend us any assistance in our endeavors to defeat his own party. The first element of Denrocratic-suc? cess is Democratic .unity?uuity uu both thought and action. \V'ith-< lout this, we might as well fold' our arms, and give up all as lost.- It ? would be worse than folly for us to fix upon a ipolicy thai would fail to enlist the ,ear? nest, enthusiastic and unceasing support of the masses of our 'people^ Their wishes cannot be: ignored^ with 'safety??' Nor is it difficult to determine in what channel tbe popular current is now rim-, ning. Although tbey have not yet or? ganized thoroughly in some counties, and have not made themselves beard through conventions, there; is no mistaking the fact' that four-fifths of the Democratic.' voters of South Carolina, ^andjKerahaw County, are in favor of straight-out nom inations for.all-officers, from GoverhcV down to coroner. >;?:;?.?. In regard to the election, of dtateroffi- : cers, we are heartily in accordwtyh those . who propose to make straight-out nomi nations. But we think it is premature, yet awhile, to determine what should be done in reference to tbe county officer.-. If the radical party in Kersbaw. -County ? would unite with us. and nominate, for . the General Assembly1and County"Offi- ? cers good men from both parties, fa con? tingency that is improbable and very re? mote,) then we should urge that thee coa? lition policy, to that extent,.be pursued in our county. Otherwise we'shall advo? cate straight-out nominations for all offices, from the highest to the lowest, I first, last, andall the time.. In the mean-1 time, let tbe matter be canvassed-in every . household.?Camden Journal.. ' ? _ ., if. Clover in the South. ?? in; In growing clover in Southern'Middle Tennessee, the writer has observed the 1 following facts: When clover is aown in. the fall and a mild winter ensues, a good stand will be secured, and it Is not likely ' to be destroyed by the'drouth' bTthe'sUc-' ceeding summer, however severe: butlf the winter is severe but little of; the clo . ? ver will survive. Generally- the best time ? for sowing clover seed is im mediately af? ter the close of the winter; If 30wn without grain it will succeed -best. If seeded with oats it will succeed, better . thap if sown upon.-wheat or.rye... (The reason is, there has been, a better. stand.' secured when sowed with oats. '' If the; wheat or rye field is thoroughly harvested",' S however, there will be but little differ- ? ence, but wherever the surface is left up- ? broken the seed will not germinate. Tire chances for clover to survive the drouth of summer are i in proporti?'n tb I its growth at tbe time the drouth . begins, i When seeded without other grain, clover.. grows much more rapidly than when. seeded with it, and hence its superior chance to survive. Afield was observed where.the com was cut and placed in shock rows across the field. The field was seeded to wheat except the strips of ground covered by . the rows of shocks. The next spring the 1 whole field was seeded to clover. The stand was good, and equal all over the -. field when the wheat was cut.- A drouth ensued and when it terminated all the clover was killed exceptthatin theshock rows, which was injured but little; -Heat does not injure clover only as it deprives it of moisture. If weeds are permitted to. grow so as to cover the clover, they not only absorb the moisture in the earth, but prevent the clover having the benefit of the dew. This is tbe most,prolific source of failure in growing clover.-? jj Weeds should bo kept down with* the mower. Two adjoining fields'were ob? served where all the conditions were the same. When the grain was cut the stand ? on both fields was equal. Weeds grew up in both alike. In one field the weeds were cut down with a mower; in the ' other the weeds were suffered to grow.? Where the mower was used a good stand - was secured. In the other there was an entire failure. ? , The use of plaster seems to be'highly beneficial upon the most well drained soils. It should be applied at the rate of one hundred pounds to the acre, broad? cast, as soon as the clover has developed its leaves. The application of the plas? ter should not be delayed after the clover is well started, as it requires a good deal of rain to dissolve the plaster. As plas? ter is quite volatile it should be sown early in the morning when there .is no wind stirring. No stock should be permitted upon the clover until after the rains begin in'the fall. After harvest hogs may be permit? ted to glean the field with but little in? jury to the clover, but they .should be withdrawn as soon *s possible. After the first year clover mav be pastured in the spring and fall, but during the drouth of summer and the freezes of winter it is highly injurious.?Rural Sun. ? Joseph must have been a straight man, as Pharaoh made a'TUIer of,him for the people. r~