University of South Carolina Libraries
- L DEVOTED TO SOUTHERN RIGHTS, DEMOCRAC. NEWS, LITERATURE, Sc AN HE ART& 3 WV. J. FRANC1s, Proprietor. - - - Wo Dvi4 cow-anu Mir sXab u Ln..In a# VOL. VII. SUMTERVILL E, SC., DECEM1BER 7, 18 % :MISCELLANEOUS. HEROIC CONDUCT OF A i IS8OURI GIRL-THE CASE OF Z ARY SILMORE. he Suday Times has lately giv 'en a sort of romantic history of an etvent which occurred in Southwest -ern Missouri not many years ago. The. facts are gleaned from a report r fthe trial of Mary Silmore for mur der. The writer of the article says hat he was himself counsel for the heroine, on her trial; and the p'inci. gal events related are on record in the archives of the Circuit Court of asper County, Missouri. On the 4th of July, 1840, the lynchers of Jasper were all in mo tion. The captain of the band had tnade a requisition for their whole * force, and, accordingly, full two hun dred, completely armed and equip. ped, assembled at the court house as the point of departure on their des perate expedition. They were all dressed, mounted on strong, servicea. ble horses, and might be termed a respectable looking set of men for the backwoods. Their captain, John Mays, in particular, was a splendid fellow, at least in physical appear. ance. Tall, graceful and command ing, he was fitted to adorn the draw ing room as well as the battlefield. One of these changeable beings so numerous in the far west, where any profession may be ,assumed at will without preliminary training. Ile had been first a bee hunter, then a Methodist preacher, then a doctor, then a lawyer.. le was now "a ighter " and, on account of his as khonishing prowess in this new occu '- ahad recently been elected to - he captaliy f the lynchers, in the place of a predesswor killed. The company left the court house, *hieh, on the frontier, is ith public hall fur all sorts of meetings, and set out on their campaign at ten o'clock n the morning. It was a fine sight to see them Akimming away over the reen sward of the lovel prairie, their munting shirts streaming in the wind. AnAthelt.gng glittering in the sun 1hine. Many spectators, collected to belebratt the glorious day, witnessed their departure, and many predicted that they would not return as they Went. As for the lynthers themsielves, they seemed to labor unler no gloomy apprehensions, as the following con Versation (sworn to afterwards in open court) will show ' Tom Barker.--Well, captain, do you think old Silmnore will stand up to the sticking point this bout ? Caplail.-No, by 1- and Ge heral Jackson ! (Ilis favorite oath.) Iave we not whipped him three times already, until there is riot an Inch of his hide, from the neck to the hills, that does riot bear the deep bears for our hickories? Barker.-Very trule, captain; but then they say that lie now keeps twelve loaded guns, and as mnaty pim. tols, rnways by his heati, and swears he will never be taken any more alive. Captain. -I don't enre if' lie had * atfty caunnon. The old rugue is a ~-~cowvard, and a coward would not fight if lie could be armed with thmun det. Barkerb-.-Yes; but they also say that pretty Mary his younger daught o r, has been practicing lately, andl can shoot nearly as wvell as her fa ther. May be she will take it iinto hier head to give a pop of powder and Slead. At this singular intelligence Cap. tain Mays turned pale, and drawing a long breath which sounded very similar to a lovo sigh, answered in a softer and sadder tone-" What a pity that sneh, a beautiful creature as Miary should be the child of a thiie.f and counterfeiter." Barker (with a smile.)-I am told Sthat she used to be your sweet heart. *~' Captain.- I loved her as my own ''' soul, and amn satisfied that she loved rne until [joined the lynchers, and then she never would speak to mue ~ gain. But that must have been the og of her infernal father, and I'll ha bve hi48 scalp for it yet. Baerker.-Thiey say that she can cut off the haeid of a hawk with a pis tol at ten paces, Captain.--T1hat may all be as they sa y, bust yet she will never do harm & to any humiian being. She is the WOut~tender-hearted1 woman God over c* e ed . I wish you could have seen eImr weep at thme death of her little spotted fawn, torn to pieces by the dogs, through mistake. Barker.-That's no sign. Parson Brady, you remember, cried one day over his dead horse, and the next day killed Jack Coulter for calling him " Old Snufflier." Tears are as great a humbug as smiles, and I wouldn't trust either farther than I could throw a blacksmith's anvil. But tell me, captain, what shall we do with Sil more if we catch him this time ? We have ordered him off and lie won't go; we have whipped hiti till lie has no skin on his back, and yet he bud ges not. What are we to do ? Captain.--Hang him to a limb of the magnolia in his own yard. While the lynchers were on their way, let us anticipate their goal, and view the position of their enemy. Immediately on the Southern bank of Spring River, embowored in the shade of a clump of grand magnolia's --the only speck of timber visible in a large prairie-might be seen the log cabin of Lewis Silmore. The spot was surrounded by palings, en closing sonic half an acre or more, to which the approach led through a white-washed gate. Both above and below, by the rich bottom along the stream, bloomed fields and gardens, with other evidences of comparative wealth, and, among the number, half a dozen African slaves, who were busily employed with the plough and weeding-hoe. The owner of the fai m was a Yan kee-at all events such was the general belief. iHe had emiigrated three years previously, was poor at the period of his arrival, and acquir ed his property since by dishonest practices. In fine, he was a counter feitor, whose ingenuity and caution were alike remarkable, that it was impossible to procure his conviction in a court of justice'. A- stiiking ex ample may serve to illustrate his ex traordinary cunning. Silmore was arrested about a year before the date of the visit by the lynchers soon to be described, and brought to trial for passing spurious money to the amount of five thousand dollars, which lie had given in pay meit for a drove of slaves. The proofs on the lart of the Stato were positive againist him, and there seem e.1 no chance for his escape. But to the astonishment of everybody, he in trodceed as a witness of his Innocence one of the most reputable men in the coutry, who swore "that somie moinths anterior, the prisoner at the bar had staid ove- niight at his house, and that in the morning, when they. both walked out to the gate. Silincre ex. elaimed, looking towards the public road, 'Yonder some traveler has lost his pocket book,' and runmnig to the place, picked it ul, when it was found to contain five thousand dollars in bank bills the samu theli produced in Court. That the numbers were ta ken down by witnesse at prisoner's request-, and an advertisement insert ed inl the Springfield newspaper, with an accurate account of the finding." This was conclusive. and the accused accordlingly received an acquittal. - What a rogue 5 rure was here!-- what fertility of invention !- to hose his own couinterfeit mionev, andl then find it in the presence of a'eredible witness so as to have proof for any contin The log cabin of Silmore, on that bright 4th of July before specified, presented indubitable tokens of pre paration for some expected dan ger.. The door was shuit and fasten edl with strong wooden bars on the inside. Several port holes, with the black muzzles of guns bristling through their a pertures, might be noticed in the walls as doors. With. in, the scene was worthy of a pain ter-. Intently watching towards the South, thirough a small cr-evice left between thme logs, sat thme counte feiter -a slight, wvell favored, grey. haired man, with -restless, r-olling, and very bright black eyes, and a disagreeable puckered expression about the corneris of the mouth. Close beside him were his wife and elder daughter, Eliza, both in tears. But that creature of grace anid beauty, thme sylph-liko Mary, whose charms formeud the topic of wonder anid ad miration for thme whole country ar-ond, althouigh niot yet sixteen, nie. them trembled nor wvept but constant ly examined the guns-saw that there breeches were proper-ly sup. poi-ted on chairs and tables, and that their deadly dark muzzles were poiuted directly at the gate. She looked at the priming in the pans, fixed fresh caps on the tubes of the pistols, and laid bowie-knife and hatchet in places to be handy for sudden use. All this was proven on the subsequent trial. And yet still there was no appearance of unusual emotion perceptible on her counten. ance, which was mild, calm and sweet as ever. Near noon a column of horsemen became visible in tho .South, mov ing rapidly forward over the ev en prairie. The vision of ominous peril affected the inmates of the log.cabin in different 'ways. The features of the counterfeiter grew nale as marble. The mother and hliza uttered suppressed cries, anl entreated him to seek in flight across the river.' "Never!" exclaimed the lovely Mary. "Never run from such a band of murderera. No, dear fath er, defend your own house or die! I will help you defend it, and die with you." In a few moments their foes were at the gate. They alighted, hitched their horses to the palings, and were in the act of entering. The gate was fifty paces from the house. "Now, father, is the time to fire. Let us shoot sure and quick'. said Mary, in a low and calm voice. But Silmore was in no state of mind to heed such excellent. ad vice. His courage had vanished in the exact ratio of the enemy's ap proach, until he stood pale, trem bling, and powerless as an infant. "Why do you not shoot, fath er?" asked Mary, with flashing eyes as tile lynchers rushed through the gate and hurried on towards the cabin, and the mother and eldest daughter screamed outright with ter ror. The father could not even an. swer, hut sunk down, quaking on the floor. "Then let me shoot," cried the young heroine, springing to a gun, as the savage men advanced half way from the gate to the door. "No! no!" anticulated Silmore in tremulous tones, so fiaint. as to be scarcely an audible whisper; and at the same instant the mother and Eliza caught Mary, and by main strength, nith considerable diflicul ty, prevented her fro-a firing-an act that, under the circumstances, would have looked like madness; for what m1igiit the despairing bravery of a girl avail aganist two hundred of the most desperate lynch'ers in All the backwoods? Little time, however, was allowed for action. In a moment the door was beat en from its hinges. The avengers en tered and dragged the quivering counterfeiter forth, his wife and lhita following after, and calling out in the most pitcous tones for mercy. ihe prayer was ofered in vain-offered to cars as deaf to entreaty as the adders to the charms of munsic. "Let us hang thie wr-etch to the fir-st limb!" shouted Captain Mays. "Hang him to the first limb!'' e ehoed two hundred voices "flere is a rope," said the car tain, drawing a strong cordl from his pocket. "Mercy! mercy!'' "Climb up into that magnolia, and tie one end of this to yondler swing ing limb, while 1 fasten the other in a noose round the villain's neck; and then when I give the word, pull him up six feet. Let him go off high and dry," ordered .the chief lyn. dher. Boy Mays, a brother of the cap tain and another man ascended the old tree in the yard, as directed. one of' them holding the rope between his teeth, while their leader proceed e2l to adjust the noose on the faint ing victim's throat. "Mercy! mercy!" Still arose that wailing cry, ivn shrieks dreadfully loud anid shi-ill. "Take awvay these yelling women!'' aid the captain, as the two females fell on thoir faces before him, anid clasped their ar-ms closely about his knees. Th le command wvas executed, and as the rude murdercers bore thvem off, they bo0th still screamed "mercy!" avid Ehiza added, "Come, come, sis ter Mary, and beg the captain for mnercy. H~e onicedl loved youv so well, perhaps he will hear you." Mays turned pale, avnd glanced his eyes towar-ds thme cabin. No one, however, was to be. eqn there, and the door itself was again shut. "Are you ready!" inquired the chief, looking into the tree above him. "Mercy!" feebly whispered the counterfeiter, as terror renewed par. tially the power of speech. "Mercy!" cried the mother and Eliza, saveral rods distant from the awful spot.. - "All ready!" said the execution ers perched in the magnolia, tighten ing tke fatal cord. . . "Then-" But the captain's voice was drowned in those screams for "mercy;" 'and by a sudden shock of air,- m6re terrible still, and far more difficult to withstand. "Boom! boom!" loud and heavy, two reports, that roared almost to gether, pealed from the door of the log cabin. The girl Mary had begun her work. The commencing sentence died on the captain's livid lip. Ife fell to the earth a ghastly corpse, his head torn td pieces With bullets and buck-shot, for the heroine had tak en aim with a double-barrelled- gun, and had given the enemy both loads at once. "Boom! booml" sounded two oth ers, as the panic-stricken lynchers fled away in the 'most hopeless con sternation, leaving on the bloody field, besides their dead captain, sev eral others badly wounded, and many of their weapons cast behind them in their flight. Indeed, so thorough was their alarm, that they dared not return to their horses, or to bear off their slain, until they had first sent back a committee of neigh boring females to craye permission in the humblest of terms. In the meantime, the short, sharp cracks of several rifles were heard. Mary was endeavoring to bring down the two lynchere -ith'e magnolia, who had hastily .. ascended high er up. and hidden deeper in the thick foliage-themselves now cry ing for "mercy" in their turn. Though the interposition of the counterfeiter, his wife and the elder daughter, the backwoods "Minerva" was finally induced to spare the rest. - The news of this tragedy creat ed, as may well be conceived, a tremendous excitement, and led - to the abolition of lynching forever in the prairie land of Jaiper; for the people, everywhere, are always certain to take sides with extraor dinary bravery, and, although the friends of the old regime of violence managed to have an indictment returned by the grand jury against Mary Silmore for the murder of Mays, she was acquitted afterwards on .trial,. amidst the acclamations of five hundred spectators. Much greater interest was manifested in her favor, owing to the general be lief that she was not apprised of her father's felonious practices. The female members of the family had been popular all the while, even when the counterfeiter himself was un iversally execrated. As we are not dealing iin fiction, L:ut naked, uniadorned truth, prov en and sworn in a court of justice, we cannot gratify the reader's cur iosity by aniy additional particulars as to the subsequent hlistory of Mary Silmnore. Th'le writer shortly after wards emigratedl to Texas, and has not since heard aught from one whose beautiful image rises up often before the eye Qf memory. 'Why is "truth stranger than fic tion'?" Because truth is from the wild, piassionate, living heart, while fiction is forged in the cold, crafty in tellect. Tfhe one is wrought in figures of fire; the other in embroid ery of frost-work. Pirs.-We are informied that a gent lellman in 'fir aiml regular standinlg' in the congregation,1 of one0 of our city chumrches enteredI Tohnan'~s muIIsic store a dayv or two since, and stated Is wishes in tis wise: 'Iinve youl Solomnon's Song? I wanlt to get a copy. 'No, no0," said the salesman, not be ing able to reco'lleet at thle mornenl~lt ally ithograpihed sheet with that title, 'No, I am afraid not.' 'All,' said thle amlateur, drawing on his kids, 'perhaips it isn't out yet. Ohur pastor spoke of it lst Sunday as a prdcto of great genins aind beau ty, an~d I wanlt my dalughter to, learn it. The khlopaan, with what gravity lie could coi mad, regretted thait he had no0 copies iln yet, and the~ customelr let just iln time to save the vest buttons of the b~ook-keep~er atL the desk. [Xew' York Symiaty Ne~ws. A Fearful Engkgnistett A farmer of 'La.- Madeleine, on the borders ~of Burgindy, who was surrounded in all directions by wolves, chancing - to have a young colt die, thought it a good op portunity to lay a bait for otni of his savage enemies, and.acerrdingly, at night fall, placed it on a truss: of straw in the midst of his farm yard) surrounded on all sides by high walls. To the -folding-ghdes which led into the yard he had attached ropes, communicating-. with the interior of the house, so that at any -moment it was possible to close them. Having in'uesled and shut up the dogs, to prevent their barking, the farmer and his family took up their post of observation within doors, to watch the events of the night. It was not long before. lie heard the sound of wolves advancing, and could perceive them by the light of the iMoon, sniffing the air at the entrance of the yard, evidently at. tracted powerfully by. the tempting aroma of h6refiesh, on the one hand, apprehensive of some peril to them. selves if they entered in, on the oth. er. They moved about -apparently yielding to the power of appetite, and then again stopped by fear. At last, one great monster, whose hunger was keener, or whose cour age greater than that of the rest, bounded onward, seized a portion of the prey, and quickly made his re treat,. with the *flesh in his mouth. Emboldened by his impunity, the rest of the pack entered, and greed ily seized upon the carrion-which, it must be mentioned, the farmer had heavily weighted, to prevent its be. ing carried away. As soon as they had fairly commenced their feat, the signal was given, the ropes drawn, the gates su'ddenly . closed, and the wolves, eight in number, found them selves captives, encompassed by walls too lofty for them to leap, and without a hole through which they could find exit; walls, in fact, built for the express purpose of serving as a barrier against their incursions, at.d therefore equally capable of servihg as their prison. Seeing their foes thus secured, the party in the house retired for the night, deferring fur ther operrtions till the morning. At break of day, they louked up. on the scene. Their captives were restless and uneasy. Their sagacity told them they had been trapped, and they were running round like rats.in a cage, perpetually searching for some hiode of escape. The farm er and his men took their fire-arms, and stationed themselves, some on the top of the wall, and others at the windows, opened their fire. They succeeded but slowly in their work of destruction. The wirol is tenatious of life, the inen were in. different marksman, and the difficul ty of hitting the creatures was ren dered greater by their incessant mo tion. Irritated by such wounds na they had received, they ran hither and thither with mad impetuosity, and bounded with immense agility in their eilbrts either to get at their assailants, or to overleap the, walls by which they were imprisoned. At length one of the party, a mere youth, in ordler to take stead'er aim, bestrode the top of the wall, his feet hanging down on either side. A large and powerful wolf, making a'desperate spring, brought his jaws fearfully near the young man's foot; who, attempting hur riedly to lift his leg out of dan ger-, lost his balance, and fell head long into the court yard beneath. The wolves were immediately upon him, eager to avenge the ar-t that had ensnared them and the wounds from which they were smarting. For a moment consternation seized the companions of the poor lad. The fearful shriek lhe uttered as lhe fell, and the sight of the wolves fasten ing on his throat, paralysed them. Their first instinct w~as to cease firing, for they sawv that their bul lets might hit the young man. The farmer was the first to recover his presence of mind, and with gallant self devetion, leaped into the yard to the rescue, and found himself in the midst of eight furious wolves. li s e'xample was followed by the rest of the party, and a. terrific conflict enisued. Each side. fb~iaght with the energy of desperation, and the victim whose mischatnce had precipitated this terible1 scene lay bleedinig and groan. ing in the midst. Man's strengthI, umy niildl hey nm, is nf'littla arnil nanginst monsters so powerful, and the wolves were rapidly getfing the upper hand of their enfleeIpled combatants, when the fhrmer's wire, who was a terrified witness of the scene, remembered the dogs that they were muzzled and shut up in the house. She immediately unbound their mouths, and threw them into) the yeard. This incident changed the fortune of the day. The struggle was sustained with renewed vigour; and at the end of half an hour the eight wolves iMy de1 U pon the ground; and half the dogs of t he frin lay at their side; the lad, who had fal. len from the wall, too, was a mangled corpse, and not a man had escaped wit out serious wounds. . Numerous are the tragedies of this nature recounted by the firesides of Burgundy, where the preschee of these fierce creatures occasions a constunt feeling of terror.-Romance of Adven ture. Froin the Greensboo' l'triot. The Slanuese Twins. Suxuay COUNTY, N. C. Oct., 1852. Many persons who in days gone by have taken a lively interest in the welfare of Messrs. Eng and Chang Bunkers, the celebrated Siamese Twins, may be glad to learn that those gentlemen are iell and live at Mout Airy in this county surround ed by their wives avd children. Mr. Eng has six, and Mr. Chang five children, all of whom are apt scholars and remirkably .well be haved.- manifesting the strongest possible desire to learn their lessons and to secure the. good will of their teacher. They all partake strongly of the most refined Siamese east of dountenance, form and maner of de porting themselves-in truth they are a credit to their parents, and the community in which they live. Messrs. Eng.and Chang are alike remarkable for their industry and bellierent.dispO"tions.Th. ire strictiand thurotig going business men, and woe to the unfortunate wight who dares to insult them. Formerly they resided In Wilkes county, but in consequence of the. numerous actions for assault and battery brought against them in the county they emovadliito the adjoin ing county shortly after which they were fined fifteen dollars and costs at Rockford$ the county seat, for split ting a board into splinters over the head of a man who had insulted them. As regards the supposed sympathy existing between theki, it may stated that their most intimate acquaintan ces deem them to be entirely inde pendent of every thing of the kind, and give us instances to sustain their opinion that not long since they at tended an auction sale of hogs and bid against each other till they ran up the prices altogether above the market rates-also, that on one occa sion Mr. Eng or Chang was taken ill and took to his bed where lie lay complaining for some thue, although his brother scolded him severely all the while for detaining him in bed when lie oug'ht to have-been attend. ig to the busmess of their plantation. On another occasion, as they were passing up the road, a gentleman en <quired of them where they were go mng,-whereupon Mr. Chanag replied, 'I am going over the Blue Ridge in the stage,' and at the same instant looking over his shoulder, replied, with an arch smile, 'I am going back home to look after our wives and child renm.' When questioned about their mother sqme time since by an acquaintance, they stated that they had formerly received letters from her, but latterly they heard no tidings of her and .even if they .were to receive letters from her written in the Siamese language, they would not be able to read them, as they had forgotten their mother tongue. Th'ley are excellent hands to carry uip a corner of a log house-exceed ing all their neighbors in cutting sad dies and notches in corner logs-both of them wielding the axe with a pow. or and dexterity superior to any of the most expert woodcutters in this wooden county. When they chop or fight they do .so double handed, anid in driving a horse or chastising their negroes, both of themi use the lash without mere". A gentleman who purchased a black man -a short time ago from them, informed the writer that lie was 'the worst whipped negro he ever~ saw.'--They arc inveterate smokers andl chewers of ' tobacco each chewing his own quid and smok ing his on inn.....it hns heen r,.ank thy su - -6 their abnt -e wher)'o 'a'quid, tW.,O do9. te satg w tvthstandebg. : do notalwaysa ctorate th quantity ofaalla or spit at the - instkntt It ii ttilo gentirally d - ted that there is a marked ifie in the systems and tcmperamehti ZT the gentlemen, atad still they.a . invariably draw thessame infere, from topics ebininid to theiV oii , 0 eratior and arrive at similar cp l sion6. Mr. Eng not unf e gives serious offence to Mr by jesting him about his Ia .nore child than he has, wheri clains to be the better ina o t two. When shooting (i sport are very fond of) one-sights'or a aim and the other (it is said the trigger; now if this e t q would go fat- to prove the doctrjni& 6 supposed sympathy existingbetw~e'. the brothers, but it ii questioned b. most of their neighbors. They readily admit and ackn6W edge themselves to entertain a str-Obj Christiah With or belief, Mid arereg ular attendants at Church and othe religious meetings, where they de6 port themselves as becomes goodfi - zens of the hind of their adoptior They are strong politicians and tdko'e a lively interest im all elections tha occur in their district. As the wr ter was inforhned'by a ladxy bf M Airy, 'they are mighty stay b. people"-rarely - ever goihg home unless called away by bNsne Dangers of Brandy Drss W In the last number of the"hi"h Quarterl.y Review, the weaI 6 poor Maginn is thus alludedt "He now turned for his ectbfobrt ins ratiun to the foulfwndB We regret the errrs of Addit) Steele, we sigh at the recotin poor Moreland, the painter, work at his last picture, with the bruis , one hand, and a glass of brandy thiie other, fur lie had thea hrrled ntt tcrt-ible tindition in which reasohnyl 4 only visit him through intuxie'i. 4 and Maginn, although not so fallen, ams this, sunk deeply, 'lhe Wer.y -hdubs of lonely watching brought no resoureo N but that which copious drafts %f th'e: liquor could suplily. ilehlt Wid' fik ding away, the brightest years otf wero passed for ever, and i p the i future lowdred, lie gazed upbn1tyiuid~r< . the influience of tint d1Inth \ihili thralled the brilliant souls (f Addisof *> " j of' Sheridan, of Charles Lhlnmle'di1$i which sent the once stalwrtArrn rto Theodore IBook, a miserable, Wetchl skeleton, to the graVe. Alaginn, we know, felt 1Is positiop, z He was neglected by his own partty he was forgotten by nian.y of his onn - er fiends, and as we looked upoa hirn in his pitiabile condition, and coinpaied what we then saw in him with what i might have, and as We hoped wiud have been, we ofteb reenlled the fva-n ful passage of Charles Lamb "Whe you find a ticklish relish upon yur j tongue, disposhui you to a witty so of conversation, especially if you find a preternatural flow of idens setting in upon you at the sight of a bottle and~~ 'fresh glasses, avoid giving way. to it-as> you would fly yout' greatest destrue, j Lion. If you cannot crush the power~ . of ihmney, or that within you wvhi. Ih youg~ amistake iur such, divert its give it somi other play. \Write nni essay, pen v1 character of description--but not as I (do now, with tears trickling dowi'rnyir cheeks. To be iih objet of cornpas sion to friends, of derisiott to foes to~ he susgeected by strangers, to bp etared i~ at by fuls; to be esteemied dull we you canniiot 1)e witty, to beo applauded~t~ for wvitty when j ou know that5 yo have been duli; tu' be called upon for the extemporaneous exercise of thei $ faculty which no liremeditation can f give; to 1be set on to provoke mnirl~ which proecures the procsirer hatred;:-ta~j give pleaisuiru h be paid with squint~)'< ing inallee, to swallow drafts <,f lie~ destroying wine, which are to bed tilled into airy breath to tickle vau auditors; to mortga miserabule mnr,7 rows fur nights ot madness; .to $~ wvhole seas of time upon those whji$ it back in littlu inconsiderate drpof' grudging applauseareo he t bulfoiinry and deth that Shioenberger, the oldest-ig ~~~1~ ' ker in Pennsylvania, Rhey, Mtthcw & Co., of Pittisbu rg, and a numa~ro enterprising capital ists hi wYk. Boston, and .P'hiladlpinau raro izing a comipanv, withi 0@0 ital, to emnbar~ ~em y'e~ttoisitdveti the mam factuet' iron rails af JIodhn townQdinbrn~ia nuty), Pa