Phenix gazette. [volume] (Alexandria [D.C.]) 1825-1833, 1825-03-29
TUESDAY .MORM1gao NM@um @Do 1885,

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their number on the ground. Some OF
his companions went with him to the
places where they lay, and discovered
their tall and martial bodies stretched
in death by the unerring bullets Of this
yankee huntsman. He returned home
unhurt and brought with him the two
guns. He had borne them constantly
while on the long march and during the
heat and toll of that desperate battle.
Gen. Stark won all the glory OF that
victory, and goes down to posterity
as the sole, "Hero of Bennington"
vile the deeds OF the gallant Brown
and many other Unknown veterans are
transmitted only by the legend OF local
tradition and will soon be as undistin-
guished as the .smooth-worn graves,
where their iron frames have long
mouldered.
Lieut.. Brown was a man Of small
size and had in his appearance and
manners nothing that indicated the
spirit that was within; nothing, that
could lead any one to suspect that res
olution and courage which in days OF
chivalry would have made him cham
pion.
From the Philadelphia Globe e Emerald,
ORIGINAL ANEcDoTE OF THE LATE PETER
The following laughable event took
place in the year 1897, and exempli6es
much of the poets ready thong hts and
active benevolence. He had been
spending some days at a gentleman's
villa al Putney Common, and had
agreed to escort two ladies (who also
had been visitors at the house TO Lon
don by water. These ladies with their
man servant & DR.. Walcot, took boat
at Putney bridge. They had not pro-
ceeded, far down the river when the
waterman exclaimed "The Lord have
mercy upon me !"his weather-beaten
countenance became distorted with
fear, and his ruddy cheek turned pale.
-"What's the matter" cried doctor,
"why Wonder be land-Stnrks, they be af-
ter me. and il be- catched Pm lost
man, ard my wife and children will be
left to s,arve." "Put away" cried the
DOCTOR" and run the boat in among
those PUSHES" She was presently con-
cealed by the tall flags and willows
that grow by the water edge along the
Bishops Garden at Fulham," now
off your jerkin and hat, my boy" and
at the same time the doctor stripped
off his coat, hat, and powdered wig,
and giving them to the waterman, to-
eether with crown and his card of
address, he babe him take to his legs
and conceal himself in one of the sum-
mer houses in the garden until the
press gang passed and t"en to make
the best Of his way to London in his
disguise--In the meanwhile the doc
tor had equipped himselfin the water
mans jacket, which, being too small,
remained half way over his broad Shout
ders, and the sleeves but little below his
elbows, to which he tucked up his white
shirt-sleeves, leaving his arms bare
his bald head he concealed BY tying on
his colored silk handkerchief Gas if he
had the tooth-ache )and popped on the
watcrman's little fiat hat, forming
most ludicrous appearance-but there
was no time for laughter, for although
these changes were affected with sur
prising alacrity the quick flashing Of
oars announced the press-gang to be
near: they soon came up, when the fol-
lowing dialogue took place between
them and the metamorphosed Poet.
"What are you doing there?" "Culling
simples. care you the master OF the
boat" "No' she masters me" (which
way are you going?" "Out ofyour ,cny.'
Upon this one of the men stood up in
the boat and ordered the helmsman to
near the wherry, but. she lay SO far in
among the rushes that he did not seem
willing to obey the order, but called to
the livery servant, and asked, whether
he belonged to the ladies in that boat?
upon being answered in the affirmative,
they s,oke a little while together, and
then roYed off. AS soon as they were
out of hearing, hearty laugh burst
from the party, and the doctor congrat-
ulated himself on the success OF his
stratagem. 1t was with some difficult
ty he extricated the boat from the mud
and rnshes after which, she was soon
safely landed at the Mill-Bank stairs,
and the ladies and the doctor entered
the public house, y nile the man-ser-
vent was despatched for hackney
coach. AS they were thrown into a
little back parlour, the doctor, forget
ting his disguise, was marching IN too
but was roughly repulsed by the host,
| and desired to Keep his distance; that
the bench at the door was his place,
he replied Throwing sly glance at
the ladies) "I1l tell you what, I'll not
bulge without my fair" and, closing
the room door, he told the landlord the
trick he had played the press-gsng'
which produced much merrimens ,