The Arkansas advocate., 1832-07-18

1 That from my wounded body flows,
 With mortal crisis doth pretend
 Ai days Prupinque an endss7
 That fighting duel does not imply courage few, we believe, will pretend to deny. That killing ones man does not imply skill, the following may be taken as q case in proof It vas reiat- ed 10 Us, some years since, as having happened Oh the northern frontiers, during the last war. But whenever and wherever it happened, the moral ] is the same.
 There belonged to the army Lieu tenant, wbo was very cowardly, and an Adnlant, who was very supercilious.- He treated tlc lieutenant with great contempt, and especially before his bro thcr officers. Among other modes of expressing this feeling, he used often, when addressed by the latter, instead of answering him gentiemanls face to face, 10 give. llief superelatous glance lover the shoulder.
 This behaviour vexed and irrtated tho lieutenant to such q degree, that he consulted lis friends as to some mode oi retaliation.
 sWhy, said they, 'the next time the adjutant treats you in this contemptuous manner, you must pull his nose
 sTll be shot if l don't,' said the lieu tenant, well pleased with the project, which did not, 10 his apprehension, if- yoye any idea of gunpowcr. Where fore, coming up 10 his antagonist the next day, he bade hin-eGood morn- ling, Mr. Adjutantp
 The latter treating him with his usual supcreilioas look over the shoulder, the. lieutenant promptly took lis nose be. tween his first and second finger, and gave it prodigious wrench. Wcllsa- tisliee with this exploit, he went his Eway, boasting how prettily he had wrung the a;ljatant's nose. But his feelings of triumph were short, for he was presently served with q challenge.
 He was now in moro trouble than II=ercr. This Ettlis WAS result IIss- had not looked for, and he again repaired to his friends for advice.
 sWh-u uh-wi1at bloody fellow that ] adjutant isl, said he in great pertufba- tion--he's challenged mel
 Of course,' returned bis friends cool Iy--sno military man would allow his nose to be twisted with impunity.
 sNo!--why in the name of blood and thunder didn't you tell me of that be- fore2 I'd seen the devil had his nose before I'd touched il, if d known what. was going 10 be the consequence. But what must ] donow?'
 Eight, to be sure.'
 sWhat! f-f-igbtl l-I-fighL! No 9no-that'll never dol shall be shot to. a certainty
 As like as not. But its the business of the soldier, you know, to smell gun powder.'
 sYes--but to feel cold lead!-that's the worst of it.
 "Well, better or worse, there's no help for it--the adjntant has challeng- cd you, and fight you must. ahey say i ihe is devil of q fellow on the trig- ger
 sl'ms dead man then. l wish his nose had been at the north pole before I'd touched it.
 Asthere was no getting off however, Iagreeably to honorable code, the lieu tenant chose his second and went to meet the adjutant. The eombatants took their ground, each with his side towards the other. But such was the tremour of the lieutenant, that, in or der to steady his pistol, he held the breech against his hip, and in this manner let fly. The Adjutant fell, bored through the ioins with mortal wound. While the trembling iieuten- ant, scarcely knowing for time, whe- ther he was himself alive or dead, es- caped unhurt--conveying "ith him from the field of glory the reputation of an honorable man!-N. r. Constella- .ion.
 Likeness is not Iadepeadenr.-Eyery man who dopS not ep0uuh for cariaf ' ta