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Norcmbei, Sixty-eight. A?-lS^arinj 0/ ?A? 67r?rn. Arrahl Michael dear, and did yon hoar, The news that's in tho town?-. The Democrats ara rising up; ' The rads are sinking down. When negro lovers heard the nows It drove thom to despair, To think the men onr people chose Were Seymour and Frank Blair. Oh! when the word came from Now York That Gvyiuvur was the head, And Blair the next ono in command, They know that Grant was dead. They ehpok, their wool-died pates, and cried Oh!, cruel, cruel fate! Our men won't bo eloqted In November, sixty-eight. Ohr Mike,-it does me good to see The lying, thieving Kaavae,' Who, Binco thoy set tho nigger free, Have tried to mako us slaves. It does mo good to hear them growl, like a lion in hia lair, When they see upon our flag tho names Of Seymour and Frank Blair; And they will emigrate next March To Africa's black ehoro; And with them take tho wooly heads, The darlings thoy adore, For they know then: death is near at hand, Abd on the cofiln-plat? Will bo tho words "died in thc wool," In November, sixty-eight. Then, Mike, lot all our countrymen Unite with heart and hand; And crush ?bis hated tyi anny In our adopted land. Our gallant ship. "Democracy," Will sail on, never fear, With two such men upon her deck, With Soymour and Frank Blair. We will stand upon the platform, And our motto it shall be Tho statesman truo, soldier bravo. God, right and vioioryi Wa want no nigger Governor, In this or any State,. Wo want white men, and wo'll havo theiu, In November? sixty-eight, TUB IJOST DAUGHTER. In the Autumn of the year 1785, os the sun by ita lengthening shadows marked the elose of the day, two persons were observed pursuing their ?weary way in Dove Dale, at some distance from Ashburn. They were both women, and of the wandering tribe of gypsies; by their appearance, they seemed to be mo? ther and daughter, as one of them was som what advanced in years, whilst the other could scarce have reckoned seventeen summers to have passed away. The elder of the two bore all the distinguishing marks of her tribe, a deep swarthy complex? ion, with hair and eyes of the black? est shade, whilst the youngest had much more the air of being sun? burnt by constant exposure, than the hereditary look of her mother; her hair was not of. the same raven black, but of the darkest brown, and her eyes of hazel ;.a checquered hand? kerchief, of which red was tho pre? dominating color, was tied round the face, the knot beneath the ohin being fastened with somo proton sion s to neatness; her height was scarcely above the middle stature, and tho pure natural symmetry of her form needed no aid to show it off to the greatest advantage. A gown of dark stuff made to fit exactly to the figure, and a short doak, worn in common with the tribe, were alone distin? guishable from tho mother's by their tasty arrangement. They had been pursuing their course for some time in silence, the elder leading the way, and the younger following, with muoh appearance of fatigue, until a sudden turn brought them to a wide expansive view of tho country. The mother looked aronnd for a moment, as if in search of some object-but after a short time she ascended an acclivity-and her daugh? ter, who still continued to follow, threw herself tired and listlessly on the ground at her feet. The keen glances of the mother swept along the view, until they bo eame fixed upon some object, and her quick breathings showed it was not without emotion she looked upon the spot. Her gaze was so long in the same direction, that the daugh? ter, too, looked up, but could per? ceive nothing but a gentleman's mansion, elegant in truth, but not sufficient to call forth remark from a foot-sore wanderer. ..What is there, mother, that should so fix your attention on yonder house?" "MuchI muoh! for to me it speaks of days gone by; and the dark spirit of ovil reminds me of times of Borrow, when I look upon it." "And yet, mother, many years have passed sinoe you have looked upon it; for, in all our wanderings, we have not rested hore." "Never, that thy young remem? brance can call to mind, but to me it seems as it were but yesterday. Look, Naomi, and see how proud it stands, how beautiful is all aronnd, and bethink thee of the vost wealth of him that owns it, for he is great, and rich, and powerful." "Ah, mother, he mnst, indeed, bo ! happy, and little heeds what it is to be tired and weary! Why is it Jabeth tarries so long with the tents? for I am worn with fatigue." "Did'st say happy, child-happy! No, no! he cannot know what happi? ness is-there is a cankering sorrow at his heart, night and day; it must be before him when Le wakes, and his sleep be troubled with his griof he is proud, and would hide his feel? ings from the world; but can he shat ont from himself the hideous, uncer? tain ^bought, that must drive him almost to madness?" "Then, mother. I do not envy bim with all his wealth; and tired and weary, I am happier, without aught \ to make- ma fad, than if I had the cares that riches bring." "But it is noe that wealth and power made him unhappy; he had those, and yet tasted happiness in its purest state; D?t a dark eloud caine across him, and all was desolation; j his riohes, had they been ten times I told, could not purchase back what he has lost." "And has he no companion to assuage his grief?" "Such as a wife may be, whose I sorrow is even greater than his own; for she, like .a woman, cannot bide her feelings from the world, bnt, tis a flower crushed suddenly to the earth Dy soma rude weight, she lives, but cannot regain her former state." "And is their grief from the same cause?" "The same blow struck them to? gether." "Alas! I pity them." "Pity thom! for tho woman I may at times foel, knowing from sad ex ?ierience what she must suffer; but or him, I can curso him-vent all my maledictions against him." "Mother, why should you be thus angered with him?" "Deep and loud shall my curses still be ngainst you, proud Luke Bradley." "Bradley!" "Aye, for that is his detested nama" "Bradley, mother-why is it that name sounds to me us one I have heard before?" "It may be some place we have cast our tents against, and you recall it to your mind." "No, mother, it is not so-for it seems to me a confused idea of some? thing I cannot well remember; the sound is familiar, and yet I know not when or how I heard it." "Thou hos dreamt perhaps of something, and the name perchance is thus Axed on your remembrance." "Well, mother, it does seem as if it we.-e a dream; and yet cannot bo, for I almost think I do remember of "Do not tell me your dreams-I am in no humor to listen to them now." "Nay, it is not a dream, for I do think that I remember mc, that with the name I can recall something of "Naomi, cease this idle nonsense, and look if you seo Jabeth with the tents, for we shall rest here." "I see him in the distance; what can make him loiter thus?" "I know not; but tell me, mother, more of this Luke Bradley, for I know not why, yet I feel I could listen to you for hours, if yon would speak about him. What is the cause of his grief?" "I know not-I have told you all I know." "But you said, the same sorrow affected his poor wife-tell me, then, of her." "I know nothing of either of thom. I told you what report told me. " "But why curse him?" "Be has been a bitter enemy to our raco, and for that I do and ever shall curse him." "Bnt thero aro many that have been thus bitter against us, and you have not cursed thom as you have done this Luke Bradley." "Naomi, my child, your questions weary me, for I am tired like your? self, and would rest awhile." Naomi forbore to press her mother further; but, ns she continued to recline on tho ground, she leaned her head upon her hand, and remained gazing intently on the mansion; it was like many she had seen in her wanderings, and from the doors of which she had been rudely thrust, with either an ill-timed jest, or au angry threat; there was nothing in it that should fix her attention, and yet she felt a pleasure in looking at it; in vain did she endeavor to re? member when or how she had heard this name of Bradley, for she could find no cine to it, and she briefly ran over her in mind the history of her lifo; but in this there was little to remark; it was one course of wanderings from place to place, and few eventful cir? cumstances; she had been treated by her mother and Jabeth with the greatest kindness, and brought up with more than the usual caro be? stowed upon children of their race. That Jabeth was not her father, she knew, since he had been with her mother after their fashion, only with? in her romembrance. and her* father had died when she was a child, and she remembered him not Her mother, except at the general meetings of her tribe, was little with those of her kind-she wandered with Jaboth and herself, and seemed to avoid encamping with any others she met in her way; thero were times when she was muoh oppressed with grief for some loss sustained in early life, and when the dark spirit was on her, she seemed to avoid even the presence of her child, whom she, however, always treated in the fond? est manner. It occurred to Naomi, that once when she hod laid awake, unable to sleep, her mother had risen from the tent, and gone forth into the open *r, much troubled in spirit, and sh terned wailing for her loss; after a pause of a few minutes, her complainings wore changed to maledictions, and she was convinced that her mother had more than once mentioned the name of Bradley. Of this she had thought but little at the I time, but now it was recalled with all the freshness of yesterday. Who, or what, could this Bradley be, or how! had he injured her? She oonld re? member, that on the night she had first heard the name spoken by her mother, it sounded familiar to her, but could think of no reason why it should be so; and even now was there the same indistinctness. She saw that any further questions to her mother would only make her angry, as her recollection of the spot had worked upon her feelings, and she would remain for some time in her wild moods. Neither Naomi nor her mother exchanged a word until the arrival of Jabeth, when the tents I were fixed, a hasty meal prepared, and eaten in silence, save a few words spoken by Jabeth and Naomi. Thomar arranged the small tent occupiad by her daughter, and re? tired to her own, without breaking tho silence, and Naomi soon forgot in a deep sleep tho conjectures sho had beeen so busied about. On the following morning, Naomi accompanied her mother, ns sho took her course beside the Dove, down tho vale; she had not asked her whither they wero going, since she know it could not be fur distant, as tho tents were to remain where they had been placed for some days. Thamar spoko not, for s':o had scarce dono so during tho morning, and Naomi followed in silence, the beauty of tho scene, in some degree, attract? ing her attention-for it was, indeed, a lovely spot-but to her mother it seemed not so, for she scarce looked upon it; and, if she did, it was with an air of sorrow. After some timo thoy left the river, beside which they had been hitherto pursuing their way, and turning to the loft, stopped before a mansion, which Naomi thought was the ono she had seen in tho distance; the gato was open, as intruders were rarely found in that remote spot, and they entered; before them was a beautiful lawn which fronted the house, and on which a gentleman and lady wero walking, amusing themselves with the gambols of a couplo of spaniels playing togethor on the grass. The age of the gentleman might be about forty-five, and despite an air of melancholy that was stamped upon his features, he was still a handsome man; his wifo was some years younger, and bore tho appearance of one who had been really beautiful; but sorrow had evidently done much to weigh her down; it seemed as if a saddened expression was on her features which time had made habit? ual. Once or twice she smiled, ns the animals sported around her, but it was faintly, and as if tho heart had not responded. The gentleman, happening to lool< towards the gate, perceived Thamai and her daughter, who had entered at the sight of them, his anger seem ed suddenly roused-for, turning furiously towards them, he said: "What vilo hags have we here?" "They are gypsies, Luke, doubt less come to beg." "Lady," said Thamar, "I cam? not to beg." "Then to steal," said the gent?o man. "I carno not to steal," again re plied Thamar. "Ye had best be gone, ye and you: cursed tribe, or I will have you se in the stocks, to brood over youl wickedness." "Nay, Luke, be not harsh witl them; hear at least what thoy have ti say." "Lady, I thank you for your kin? word, though I did not much hee< his angry throat. " "Speak, woman, at once, and sa what you want, since you come no to beg or steal." "Luke Bradley, I come humbly t pray you to listen to me-" "Well, well "Will you give me back my poe boy?" "Your boy! what boy does the w( man mean?" "The child you took from me, no fifteen years ago; oh! give him to m again." "I know not what you mean." "The child your cruel laws too from me, and forced far, far awa^ where I could not follow him." "Your child robbed me, and wc justly punished." lOONTTNTJED IN OUR NEXT. I THE front part of ou Store having been damage by the recent storm, we wi be compelled to sell off ou Stook of CLOTHING, CA? SIMERES, HATS, &c, at c nearly COST, for want < room. New styles of Boys' Stra HATS just received. E. & W. C. SWAPPIELD, _Main Streel Nomination for the Mayoralty WILLIAM M. MYERS, ESQ., ia a can date for the Mayoralty, and will be ai ported by his Ma? 8 NUMEROUS FRIENDS Scrofula, or King'? Kir ll, Jg oared using Heinitah'a Queen's Delight. ALL KINDS JOB PRINTING: DONE AT THIS ?OFFICE ^ NOLLOV^SLIYS SLAK) OX aaaXNVSY?O ItaOAl THE COLUMBIA PHOENIX Book, ?Tiili ami Newspaper PRIKTINO EST AU Lt 1S II M ENT, Mail: Street, above Taylor. 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