Star.
London, England, 1828-12-26 00:00:00

LUCK IN BATTLE..

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IRQM THB WASHINGTON NATIONAL JOURNAL.
Jacob Scout, as he is familiarly called," Cobe Scout,"
was a-soldier in the revolutionary army, and wascom-
minded by General Wayne, the Chester county farmer.
The night that Wayne retired at the Paoli, after the de-
feat at Brandywine. was cold, dark, and rainy. The
troops were all locked in the arms of sleep, their mus-
kets at their sides. and ready to be used at a moment's
notice. The countersign bad long been passed to the
sentinels—it was, " Here we come r and they were
watchfully pacing to and fio in front of the encamp.
ment. Vansant, a Bucks county regular, was re of
them. A stranger approached him in the darkness of
the night. Vansant dropped his musket to the charge,.
and ordered him to advance and give the countersign.
" Here we come," whispered the stranger at the bayo-
net's point; and here ste come it was, for on the instant
Vansant was run through and pinned to the earth, and
'a detachment of British infantry and horse rushed passed
° him to the tents. The countersign had been overheard
by a woman when the guard was set at sun-down, and
immediately conveyed to the enemy.
Cube Scout was sleeping in his tent, when the groans
of the dying around him broke his slumbers. Not a
shot had been fired. The enemy, with murderous pre-
, ' cision. were working with the bayonet. He seised a
sword is the confusion of the scene, and rushed out of
the tent. His comrade, overcome by numbers, thrown
into disorder by the attack, were hastening is crowds
towards a fence in the rear of the encampment, over
which to escape into the woods. The firing now began ;
and the cavalry were galloping among them, trampling
them down by dozens. The rush at the fence was dreadful.
Whoever fell, fell to rise nb mere, for the horses feet
completed their destruction. As Cube was making
' his way to the fence, a British horseman raised his sword
lb cleave our hero's head; but Cobe was before him. He
caught the blow upon his sword, anti before the trooper
could repeat it, a lucky shot, whether from friend or
foe is unknown, brought him gasping to the ground.
Cobe's lucky genius suggested the means of instant
preservation. He put his foot into the stirrup and
mounted the saddle. In a moment he was out of reach
of friend or foe.
The horse be had brraught off ions a noble animal.—
, - lts owner must have been an officer of rank, for the
trappings of his charger were rich and rare.. The saddle
- was cushioned with silk and velvet ; before it was slung
a short blunderbuss and a pair of silver mounted pistols.
Behind was a blue cloth valise. The other trappings
were equally valuable. In the valise was found fine
linen a various kinds, a pocket book and four huge'
bone shoes, brought out by the enemy to serve the
want! of the cavalry, for each trooper's pack saddle was
provided with four of them. Cobe sold his horse for a
goo., price, kept the shoes iu trophy of his prowess, and
rej.,ined the gallant Wayne.
years afterwards, Cabe and his old friend Van.,
sant, nni, recovered from his wound, were fellow st,l-
- in the band that carried Sony Point by storm.
Thstt detachment was composed of the survivors of the
Paoli--4.r Wayne knew that he could depend upon
them. They marched up at midnight with filed
bayonets, without fl nts. in their muskets. Silence was
in all their counters;gns, ' Hue we come, Paoli !"
They marched onward under a murdering fire of Inns
ketry und grape; they baited, not a moment. but car-
slid death and victory before the m. Cube Scout will
tell you that when. he stepped into the fort it was male
deep in blood.

- As their Genet al mount•.d the rampart, a musket shot
struck the upper pact of his forehead and injured his
skull. The man is now living in Bucks county who
held his head while he was trepanned. Two years ago
heapplied for a f ension, and made oath that he was a
pauper He now gets 96 dollars a year.. Such is na-
tional gratitude!
pobe Scout now lives in Montgomery county. He
is still healthy, but the inns mines of old age are creeping
frit upon him. He u,ed to glory iu relating all he
kneW abLot the war; and, indeed, where is the veteran
that does not ? But age has palsied his Wilder. The
twilight cf uncertainty, sh Using says. has already cast
its shadow ri.sin-d him, and upon his actions and his name
the euvain of oblivion is about to descend for ever.

THE EVENING STAR.

LONDON.

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DECEMBER 26; 1529.

• Sr. SraierN.—CLost llouo•r.

It must be in the recollection of our Readers, that
some few years;since a letter of the Rtght llonrurable
WILLIAM &intim, at that time his Majesty's Attorney
General for reland, to Lord Nonsuttv, was given to
the w..ttd by filt.O'CoN ELL. Every one wondered
Low it was procured. It was a pr irate letter, and though
it had been fr•und on the King's highway, it should not
have been made public. Etr. Mr.O'Coramt. thought
°thesis ire; and we refer to the circumstance for the in:-
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portant impose of grounding on it a most serious charge
against the Popish Priestbo .d of Ireland.
I.' a Meeting of the Roman Catholic Association on
the 16th inst. Mr. O'Cotarta.t. tidied their attention to
the Rev. Mb. 13uaite, who was present, and having
filsedike eyes of the Associators upon this Reverend and
ilotiounible Gentleness& whom he,ealled " his excellent
friend," he had the folly to announce that but for his,
the Priest's 'lotions. an %titer Of SAUBIN to NOILBUILY
would never have seen the light."
The name of Mr. 131/11E11 being thus introduced to
the notice of the demagogues, must arrest public at-
tention. This Gentleman Is a Popish Palest. T. him
is the credit due of giving a letter to the public, which
was stolen from the writing desk of Mr. SAVaIN. The
world knows that no Popish Priest ever had the honour
of such intimacy with that Learned Gentleman as to
afford him an oppoitniity of a personal theft. There;
fore we acquit this unobtrusive inquisionest, whose
glories have so long Pk concealed as the unbar of this
noble act, of any illiintreer fraud. He has kept his
hands from picking anti OCtiliag. But bow did hem, j

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