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Bloomington Post (Newspaper) - October 26, 1838, Bloomington, Indiana VOL. 3. "ffujuuuu wofrm^m wmea MOST BS WOST BT K]Br3jûzj3r&. ■mmmil iiii iiiiiini im iiimiii i, im^^fii J:UII:;DAN:) r! r;:.N¡i,":) kvkíív küiday «V M. L. DEAL. : 0\ M.\I.\ CHOHS STRF.F.T, FIllST . iíií;:it'.s. DOon WEST OF Ti;UAlS. Two (lolLirn in vni'.cc, two iifiy iu six mouths Mid llirvo ;a i!k' ciui iii't Iu-\ i>:ir. A'o ]);i;'Oi- will l.e (!iJconliiiUL'd iiati! all arrearages nr.! aiil iiji. (j^. ¡ivi;.n isi:-.)F,Ms ol inn lines or lesif, will be pub-li.-iin I liji oc V. «'i'k..) Ibr one dollar, aiid 25 cents for «.'ap!i aJ<iitio.'ial in.sirirtion. Al! a.K ei ti ^'iMcnts must lie marked with the nuin-l>jr ofiiisvii;» 1.-, or they w.ll be inserted tilllbrbid and cliai'gi'ii aceui iiuitily. Til e CASH iiin:<t in vari ili!y accomprvny advertiso-niL'.its lioin a distance or tiiey wi.I not receive attention. All lettois ,111.1 coiiiiniinications addressed Io thn c liio:mil. t Ik; i. eo of [»o.-itai^c. No vai'iaiiou whatev-t . ( ^ tit tied I'riiiii :l)<'ße tcinis. L!oT 0? AüEXTfc^. Tiic fii!i<uviiig fjoiith ni»!U aio reijucHted and au-I'.ii)! i.'od 10 act as ai;i'iits: lo ri ceive Subscriptions, Joj Woi'k, (h oriiriinfi iVr. and reccipt for tliesaiiii'. 'I'liD.'i.'.s C". Joii.Nso.v, ;'ipeiicer. la. J I. ¡1. 'I'liROoi', Mill (irove, la. i^Al)l■l:;, 11. l.owiin!<green, T;;. .!(i;i i\\uii, F:t\lü.ii:i, Indiina. 1. i;i:iiv)i>, Columbus. la. \v'.,v.>iAN, r.IartiaKlinrg, la. I'. A. Haw i.iNGs, New Albany, la. J. 1 i;\i i.N,/-oiiir-ville, Ky. (iri)i: ;r; ."^I ' \ , I'arkcriibnrg, Montgr.niei y Co. la ^'.^M. S. UoiiKins, Kasliville, la. l;i. 1. H. IMaxwk;.!., Fiankfü.t, la. Ji)n > I atiKiiTDN, (ireencastle, la. (li;-.!;;,.;; Di n.n, Esij. lleiltbrd, Indiana. (A'AKiVA'. WILTON. !.v ;>. ;;. ;;u : A JTiiùa of'•riii; i;k.ntl£.mkn or I.VONS." c:jAPrEK I. Il \va, llin silent, suleniti lifnir of midnight. The \v(;ary uorld was slunibering. nnd thu pale^ queen, uilliiuT connilt-is anny mailed in light,, looked (liiwii ujioii il.i! noiseless cartli from the pure azure ui her viiillled^^Mieaiiipilieill. In a cliamlwr ofii larjic mansion in '.ho^cily of -, lay iIk! ationniited furm (jf Richard \Vil:on. inai I !e whiiene.s.s manlled the time-worn wrinkle,iil'lii^ ri -e —!ii.i eyc.i. once sparkling with «ni- I laii Ml. iii.tvv \va\ id ilim in iheir orl).s,and the cold liin (jf'i"'. ill ;;:iilioiod fust iij>on the margin of his l-.o.v. 'ilenrv, lioiv i.-i he?" ini|'iired a yonn;^ mnn, in n low w iii,-<jier, as tie timidly approached the bed. 'W orse—worie, brotiier,' responded tlie weeping Henry. ♦.My suii, (Jeor^e, is thai you, l>oy? why did you II ,t come liofore? I— 1 wanted lo see you—totulk lo yui^ViiiV bifiiili is almost gone now—be ¡»iruCtion-u^jPl-fvh oiher. nr>i let the projierty that 1 have l.-Jiorej h«.d iui . prove a curse lo jou, but a blcis- 'i Ik voice of the (1\ ing man now became weaker, 'i'he iiiiiiioiei «bo had bec;n .sent for an i ved, and ta-hin- ihe liaiiJ of ilie oullerer, he knelt by the death Led, a:; J |io iiej lui ih in iIk: family circlo, llie divine el ).,!i(.'iici.' ol'lli.s soul. - (\,<Mj.a' ;ukI Henry felt ilie cold pi is- uro of tlieir l.illieiV- hai.lis us tiiey knell at each side of his bed; the iiioveiuiMii was immediulely followed by a fee-l,!.' ( \( huiia:ii)n,'Jud my children;' the denlh wa.> lieuni throughout tiie chamber, and told " :ie iii' l.'ii'!iuly giijn|), the hnnored and ros|>ecled iiiciKiiJ W illoii, Ined bui in liie tteinblunce of hi» ihild.en. '¡■'athei—fuiheiT sobbed the afTeclionare Henry; i.o was heaul—lie saw tiie bright moon in iiimiuiiiil splendvji, gazing through ih«? cascnionl— 1. Ir. aid the ciniage i.| thophyNÌeiwn dcive from tlu (l.Mi. and his lenr-gli.sienmg eye beheld the pale ) laeiii l'eiii.i:es 111 his beliAed pttienl; but iho «oul v i.^ i.i uin/liei-siilu iu. '1"here was u dreary eio-4,\ieiiie I.i the imUiokeii silence that futlowad. A I. J v.eui) pilgi image wns done. ciiAi'j liu n. i i\ i.iiaiili i hail elapsed siree the deniisrtJ of Uich-ì,m1 W i'.;i>n, \ e'iitill ilie lumiiain of soiiow in the I,,.,,, ; ofihe iiireeimniitii Henry, flowed freely ilb t.iiisi gli. I'. Hi - brother (JiKirge, on the < ,„itrar\, ihuii^lM >.f nuMiing hnt pleasure, and in t!u' MK li iv ol'liis eiilleagneii in di.ssipution, shunned eiiun, anJ tlioughllesii of ihc fu- ' riii pie><-i,; ,-.!.(,.;IJ never take ihouglit for tiie II. I I \ , le UK ihe n.oi low v\ ill provide for list^if. 11 \, a*. 1 d'I, and bnry your books III i.lulV IIMI.'' I.ur liiiniig ve.\eh me —your precarious „i,t lu 111 the seleciion tifyour conso-siameJ y uni rcpuiation, fciid 1 \( > II.III. Voll aie uiih a prodina ui v.iliriillv laying \\usie the iiuid-earned M.l /iiiii e ol «.III I <>nr iailiei. Hryihor hau he not Kii upon vonr II. ail one trace of In« beloved tneni-..i\ ? 'i li..ugh dead, be i» alili wuh U8—in th® sol-1 .,',v walU.oi in til»; iioistelcüti hour of midnight, his NM, "u hovers over us, hii image should bo iuipreM-(!l iinkliuU upon the tablet« of our memory, and ) ,, sioimoi blast in th« checkered teen« of lile, ; huu'.d hani .h his c.vcellonl precepi, from his i.'s ihuujihu. Trust me, George, our loves and u'.r.nmns me never consigned lo the chamal house . i m.Mtaliiv, but lue when ihi.t unrlhly form is no I,„,,,', ami will n.eiprocuted in another world.' C.l.if.. I.i.'k il al Iiis brother fora moment in as-(,.¡,1 .hii,. .,1. aial al last baid with a sniile— ui. my s.'ul, Henry, tliut Kurpasses <• uii\' ihiuii thai Clny or Web^ierever ntter-ha! veiir divine orat.'ry would win (.....elvte» tliun all the go.tpel di-isominaling I. I S 1,1 ihe city, tiirn preacher, lleiiiy—an e.<' II 1m .iiies,.»—good salary and sure pay! und so ii.oiher, ifymi will but aoeompany ine o-,ii\. we will take a pulling gluns in the a ui 1 fuM'i , ....., .. K'C has cncasud ) ou With l i^ •r IjU.'ll elo- .1. sdamantiae cost, and I have to mourn a brother lost.' They patted in anger. CH.APTER III. It was an evening of extreme beauty—a salubrious air filled the welkin, and the fast waning twilight rolled away to give place to the sable fcurttkins of night that soon unfolded their spangled drapery around the confines of the world. The rustling silks and gay attire of Ihe wealthy, the industrious mechanics, the tattered be|jgar,. the idle and drunken, all joined in the motley thr«aig, that passed to and fro upon the side walks of the streets. • 'Foster, you reflecting nonentity—you reader of pavements—why don't you cast up your eyes and say "how do you do" loan old friend? 'Why, George, you are quiie a stranger, and 1 am truly glad to see you,' returned the inierrogated, shaking George cordially by the hand. '1 am cursed glad I encountered you, for my methodistical brother has been lecturing me, fnd his letters of morality, although they excite the risible faculties, invaribly, upon mature reflec ion, give me the infernal blue devil's' and,' Wilton took the arm of his companion. 'Where shall we go, George?' inquired Foster. 'To the widow's, you dog. We'll take a glass together, and for a desperate stake at W-'s— for unless I retrieve my losses, 1 am fearful (ieorge Wilton will not long be able to maintain the respectability of his family." '1 have taken an oath never to stake a dollar on a card again.' 'Nonsense—you are jesting.' 'Never more serious. George Wilton, I iRt altered man.' 'And I pray you, .Mr. Uefonnalion, what has wrought this change? inquired the astonished W Ion. 'My losses have removod the film and folly wove to blind me. 1 turned my eyes towmd my home, and there I saw a mother bowed down by age—her sole dependence upon her child—I arrousea every energy, and strove to forget ihe past, and by honest industry to regain the footing I had lost in society; I have partily achieved that purpose; and I assure you, George, 1 never was happier in my life —anil it would give me unspeakable pleasure to see you--' 'Follow your example,' interrupted George with a sarcastic laugh—'uo, no, Foster, you will yourself, cameleou like, iK>on change your color again. 'i>io, you are deceived in mo—on my honor 1 am an altered mun.' 'Well, well,' observed George, after observing his companion for a moment,'! think it was high time an alteration hud taken place, for you certainly carried things with a high and impiudeiit hand —but you will puriicipaie wiih me in a glass, or, it you are a meiubor of the temperance society, wh;' 'Oh no, George, uhhou^,:i 1 deem drinking a veiy great evil, and depieciitle Ihe bow I as u fiend thai has introduced discord into many a happy inmily, and poisoned the youthful pmspccts of aspiring ambition, yet, in inodeiation, I can tuku a glas« and pass a social hour with my f, icnd uiih as much dy-ight as any one,' 'Well' Foster, you and Henry arc light—tjio path to virtue is easier trod thuii the path lo evil; but the fuel is, I am in u suiupe from v^hich 1 mUNt extricate myself or luiii will ensue. I will iioi piOKs you to go with me, (o gi'i.d bye, and may loiiune favor you, whatever may U the late ul'Georgu W il-ton.' They sepurnted, and Wiltun hurried down an obscure street, and Dsccmling a (light ol bteps, soon found himself enveloped in darkness. 'Who is there?'inquired a feeble \ uiee. Mt is me,' was the lejily. 'What do you wanif' 'Open the door you hug, or cur-.c me if 1 ilon'i sliiver it to atoms.' This barUt summon Ivud the desin d L-tllet, uiid ihe door was opened by un old wumun, who:>e haggard features betrayed the wietctied life ^he hud led; her hair of black and giuy, hung upon her sTioulders in matted lock«, hei ey ws weie »mail and light, and deep set in liei head; while her fa^«, wrinkled by dissipation, guvu hei mote ihe appearance of a fury than a niortul, 'Whcie is Norloii/inquiicd the intiuder, imja-iientiy. 'Vou'll find lii'iiup stuiis,' leUiMitd the old woman,'but 1 wish hu was in h—Tund ihe old cione turned to depart. 'Slay — where is she?' 'In yon ehumb<jr, whining like a chained pappy.' 'Give me the key.' 'It is in the door.' George paused a monirnl and lisiuued—his heart smote hull as the mouns of the unfuMunate broke u()oii hi-seur fium the inner apartment —ho unlock t'd the duor and entering the room, throw liiinaill by the side of its unfortunate occupant. 'George Wilion, what receptacle of vice is this Into which you have brought meT Jane, 1 am a ruined man; your ftithor discovered the manner i>f life 1 have followed, and that my fortune bas been lavished in foul dishonor. He revoked his consent to our union, and banished me from his house. 1 b*gg««l. entreated—yw, Jine, I kuelt to him—promised lo r«(brm my way*. His answer was, ho had raiher see you in your while shroud than the wife of such a base profligate!—I was desperute—mad—love blighted made a maniac of mo, and while my conflicting |»asaions thus warred within my tenip««tious busoin« 1 deceived and inveigled you hither. I ha\o wronged, deeply wronged you, Jane, but my love was the cause all." Mho looked at him, and that look betrayed the weakness of the soul. The big tear of eomjwssion flowed down her pale cheek—a smiling forgivenass lighted up her blue eyes. A few tears and vehem ont protostttiioiis. and (usoi g«- eiimpleu d his m. ;<»i > home, paieni.s and ' ' ... , . i sake. of The house in wlneli slie rosided wu» known bu! lo few, and its fronuentors preserved the utmost ¡hj-crecy. Here Gei rg<-, wiih his const cintel, had passed nearly all his liiive since^ the'dealh of his father—and here il was that ihe gaming table hi».l stripped him of his weulih. Wiihin ihose walls how many an ill-fated wretch has immincd hi fate!—how many on innocent,confiding victim been deluded into crime's excess of wo! It was u lofiv building, and lilled with costly furniture, rieh mirrors, reflecting haggard faces, curpeis of sufiesi texture, sideboards and tables, groaning under the luxuries of the season, liut whore was content?— where? '' In this den of iniquity, secl 'dcd from th'} world, Jane became the-ofGeo gn Wilton;and ns ho passed her fathers door the d< muniac laugh ol fated revenge often echoed in^the euis »»f .ihe des-tracted parent. He knew not what htid' bocome of his cnild; scaich had every where been jniade.— George was suspected, bul nothing could be proven satisfaclorally aguinsi him; and the old man con tented himself by indulging u hoj)e thai .she had at least united herself honorably wiih Wilion; and although he doubled that he wou^l be hupi ■• in tha union, yet he felft that she was not whollyj lost l>. him. CHAl'TER IV. It was a could night in January—the w hi'o" carpet of winter covered the streeis, und ihe chif breath ofan easlerly windswept furiously by. The hour was late, and naught inter.'upied the i'j(»o>eoi the city save the stentorian voice of the beniinel ol the night as he announced the passing hour. >Sud denly ihealurin bell pealed forih the well^ known suinmuns, and in a few nn»inents the streets were alive wiih the siariled throng. •Where is the fire?'inquired ontf. J 'Tnere, down that alloy.' 'Come on, Ixjys, pull away ?' shouied the diiectoi of one of the engines, und the whole inn tilude pressed onward lo the spot. . The flaming element raged wiih increasing fury —embers flying in the air looked like swunns »>! birds in the red glare above. indefai. gal'lo firemen now used every e.xertion, and so devoted were they to Ihe tusk tint per.sonal .safety seenftd to be wholly forgotten by them. ^ As¿ihe «treams ol water fell upon the blazing pile, sable eolun ns ol smoke ascended, enshrouding in gloon. eveiy in the heavens. 'Gracious God!' e.xcluinied a youth,as ho bcl^t Id a man with u female in his arm.s stiuggling thioiigh a window on the roof. A cry of horror hmsi fiom the multitude below us they saw ly.i perilous siina-tion. A silence ensued—mule terror seemed to paralyse every one. 'Save us for the love of heaven ¡'shrieked ihe fu-m.ile in maniac accents, as her bare teei felt ;lio looi" growing hoi beneath ihem. i>¿c.y O.J oaeh side pioveuled eseaj.e to the a 1-jaceiii rouis. crash was hen.d from wiihin, und ihü sparks rolled in spangled shcels around llieni. A third person nuw appealed np.>ii iho louf, t.-ai iii^ his hair like a n.aniae, and calling on his Gud lui succour. 'Wretch! this is thy w.ji k !'e.\claiir,e(l th.e man thot supported the female—and liic liim ic wretch by the throat, he hurled hiin henJ long throngh the roof into tho ciaekmg llames beneath them. 'George, Geoige, what luve you done?' 'Oh, G.jii! the roof is going, I leel 't Ixniding. Faiher—inoihci—George, save mc—I am not p.e-pared lo dit:!' 'Jump ofl,'CI led a bundled voices. ' Tho wall» and roof will full in a iiKimcnt.' We must die,Jane;a iiiuinent more, und till ui!l b^fver.' ^lie buried her face in his Ijosom, put her hands lo her ears, to shut out the sound ol ihe cracking lianies, und resigned herself lo her fate. 'I'hoy stood on tho extreme verge of the house/ ¡he cojiper sjioul on which iheir feet rested g.ew hot; the frail suppoilers of ihft roof were giving «ay. Al this moment ihe youth wh') had tirsi called uitention to them was discemKd upon llie adj.«-cenl hou.«C will»» plunk, which he endeavored toe.\-tend fiom roof to roof. He was iii>nwHlial»;ly joined by others, but none dare veiilureover tha sUuelsliiig bridge nor could they endure the inteiiKity ol the heat. He, however, unhesitatingly rushed across and braving every danger, Utre the senseles.s June in safely back; and was on the eve of reluming lor George, when a cry from lieluw made liiiii {-uuae The roof was (ailing io. 'For God's sake hold him bm L!' exelaimeil the failier of Jane, as he supported in his leeLie u.ins his long lost child, liut the yonih heeded noi, and George was rescued by his brolhur hot one moment before tho wholo fabiic lay one hugopil« ul smouldering ruins. cH.u'ri:u \ . of the Jower |wiri of the buKdiiijg, «fltNitl «w«!» Wis cut otr. George hasieoed to /arte, with whum he ascended tlio roof, follow» d by Norton. The rest is known. Afier ihe usiiol forms pf ibe court bod been gone til rough, ihe sentence td'deuih was pronuunccd up-O.I liiu uiihajipy plisoiitfr. -CHAPTER VI. ■ ■ In a gloomy ceil within iba sombre walls of a prison, stood the two sonsi.4'ihe honored ami lamented Richard Wilton. The une held wilim bis grasp thu cold and dewey baud of'ibe otber; bis eyes, m which stood tho big tears ofgriof, were bunt upon his brother's face, and in the soft ««jpaats o' IVaternHl love^hc implured that bro'lhei tosHbdue the hatfh price ul his soi.I, lo join himjn presenting lo the iiiM God of nufuie the rare offeriDg of a' font rite Iwart. TIh) other like the tall pix^ poplar riven by U,e lightning's blast, stood inoliooless; his iiunken eyes were fixed on vacancy, his cbMsk was palid, and hi.s ihin palo lips compressed till the <ery blood seetned to have deserted ihem. 'George, looit upon me; I am your brother, and bear towards jou all a brother's love! Listen to me George,! ."toiik your f»wn peace.' I'eaco, Henry! |)euce! ¡la, ha, Im? Twill come It will come!' 'íNmv, nay , George; you are not yourself; attend to me.' 'W hat is the hour, Henry 'It is now five.' '.\nd 1 die al noon to-morrow. Will there many -ome to view ihe pageant, Henry?' 'Doubtless, many, George; but think not of that.''It would be criicl to disHp))oint them, vcry-tbey shtjuld i-eo thu speciuclo un amusing sight, ha, ba, 'Brother, remove these cruel fancies—thy eye is iili4>.ed—thy wokIs are incoherent-—look upon nie, or do you know me not?' Goorgo looked full upon his broilier's/a<»Jo'^mo-meni—iliere wasa gentle heaving of the bosom—a tear came gli.-tening in the eye, and as he again essayed to speak, the choked utterance told lhatiho well of fooling ill his bosom hud lesumedits wonl-led flow. '.lenrv, I h;tv(! Ix.'en guilty of many crimes—tho picinie of I lie past is awfii|-| cannot dwell on it. The future! what does il picscni? Oh, Imnher, can it be ihal ilespiie the pangs I feel—despite the clear vision 1 have of the constjqüc'iico of sin, there are still ihose ivhn are destined lo (oilow in my stepji, nor le.un a lesson from my fate. Ho(>o is now pa^t wiih me. All I have to ask of you, Henry, a few bi lef w Olds will tell. IJe w hai you ever have beee, bi oiher—forget the w rotchedncss you thi^j Jay wit-njss. Go—g.)—furewtll. •ml- George Wilton stood before ihn tribunal of his country arraigned for the iinuder of Norton, lli conlössed i/m deed, but in extenuation of his crime ii was shown that Norton, «ho hud led him on step aAer step upon the fearful road of infamy he hud trod, and had rested from him the last dollar he |)os-sessttd, had io (urn been made Ihe victim of his own avarice, and at the gaming laMe had la^t his ill gotten spoils. Driven to desjieratiwn, he in a monism of ezcilenieat murdered the bag that presided over tho broUwl, and endeavored to conceal bis crime by buryiug tbe body m the ashes of the building. A> the lire be^n to gain power he stood watching its progress with a fiendish exultation, but suddenly it occurred lo bint that he might ]t«rh«ps posses.i himself of the old woman's hidden wealth. He accordingly ascended the stairs, broke open a bureau, and secured a large amount of money and jewel»; IhiI in endeavoring to retrace hi4 steps fiom tho chaiii' ber, a volume of hot snx>ke nlmost suflbcated hiin and drov« him back. CouM>iunco, with her thousand stings, now tortured the shutkler ufbluod; he dropt iht* treasure he had |.uiluiiu-d, and in acottnu ... .|. hf CI iod for su. eiir. Hiscries awaken-'^h.iiii III his UMior Notion confesked * > < . ii ent had imsseskion ot Il was ihc h..!y hour of midnight—tha murder-ci'scoli was inhaLiiod by George Wilton and his hearl-hroken wiie. They sat side by side, and the .11 III ol ihe fatihful girl wus twined around his neck, ;tliile uiih her hand she wiped the dewy moisture 11 om his hi ow. '.\iid whaivvas \ our fuiher's answer Jane—what -slid ho?' ' , * 'He has discaideJ, disowned inc, Gtiorge, I have now no hope.' 'W ould, .lane—oh! would that I could live to make Hionement for the wrong I have done you. W leicli, wreich lhal 1 am! how have 1 repaid your love—my brother's fond afTeciion? With base ingrutiiude alone—And now must die—and even in my death bring w ictchcdueas, disgrace upon yuu boih.' '.My d ar, dear hiislund, I will not survive you- grieve n.>i,for 1 will still be with you.' 'Jane!'— 'Nay, 1 am resolved—1 have registered an oath'- '.\h, June, iheru is happiness in store for you— live, live to enjoy it, Jane—to enjoy that |)e«ou'— 'I'eacol yes, yes, I will soon lind |t«uce; George, ou-ihy pulse ha.-i ceased to beat, this, shall bring me jxiace.' A glad smile of t. iumph flashed across the features of Goorgu Wilton, as he seized the glittering instinnient from her grasp. 'Now Henry Wilion, il never shall be said your bioiher died upon the scaffold! ila, Jane, 1 thank yon. I now «ii»yieo!' George, I know your thoughts, nor will 1 elay yoiii purpose. <*ive me lltc dagger iirst.' 'No, Jane, no,'— 'It must be so—I'm fixed. Stay me not.' She took ill« weapon—impreiped upon hie cUimy lips u kiss; then stiuck it tohe^ heart.' 1 he beams of the riHirning s«Ml now stole through the CI o\ ic es of llie grated doer—he heard the Murmui^ of'.he Rssembliof iiailtitude—he listened-a ciy oi'tiiumph from wiihout cchoed ihiou^U ihe du.k avenues of the prison house—and ihe huge iiou dintr grniod upon its massy hinges. •1 hey coine-well, let vlieiu-l amnontori«.|irisunoc -1 amfiee. Tuoi gul;ihy bright bluu laughing(9>'e IN now quite dim, uo<l the roseate eltcek is |>ale! 1 hni foiui, thai but n lew brief months ago^moved like a form ot light, ah, how stitFand motionleas! My poor, |)oor girl, 1 come to thee. Oh Godt thi«-this is Ihe last—last crime—my life ututt uud ia crimo. 'ilrother, I have glad tidings—you are ftue—you are |i«rd<>m.'d!' shouted Henry, as he sprang to> wards his brother'scell. '1 am free—fre«-iho haulte- could not tiUkd nio; but not piirdnne<l-no, no, nut pardoned-ibat Ceiwot be-He will not pardon me,-and ere Henry eoui4 grasp the hand extended toward him, Gooige Wilion lay (i|H>n the eaith u corpse. A pretty little brunelle uffourtecit was passing along tbestroelsa few risys since, when she wks accosted by a si range man, rather woism for liquor, who enquiriHl if her nM,t;i.-r was as black as «ho was. I U'liove noi, wus ihs reply; but pray tell me if your faihur iai as blue as yeu are. Tbe Bueton Cvei4Ìng News nys, that to ex pei i lovt< t» come afìvr u^vringe, is like witiiing iiniil (he railroad carslMtVH and Uitn sulunij^ loi on foot lo ovcrla! e il- ¡n ;