The Arkansas advocate., 1835-04-10

and face with blood before 1 could recover my hold upon her. The body was no long, CT in situation to be spared, and seized her with desperate grasp to draw her off; but, to my horror, the half-coYered and bloody corpse rose upright in her fangs, and, wiliie i paused with fear, sat with dropping arms, and head fallen with ghast- 1 ly helplessness over the shoulder. Years have, not removed that fearful spectacle from my eyes.
 The corpse sank back, and I succeeded la throttling the insane monster, and threw her lifeless from the window. then com posed the disturbed limbs, laid the hair once more smoothly on the forehead. and, crossing the hands over the bosom, covered the violated remains, and left them again to their repose. My companions, strangely enough, slept on, and l paced the garden walk alone, till the day, to my inexpressibe relief, dawned over the mountains.
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 I was called upon, in my senior year, to watch with an insane student. He was man who had attracted great deal of at tention in college; he appeared in an ex- traordinary costume at the beginning of cur Freshman Term, and wrote himself down as Washington Greyling, of -, an un- heard of settlement somewhere beyond the Mississippi. His coat and other gear might have been the work of Chickasaw tailor, aided by the experimenting taste of some white huntsman, who remembered faintly the outline of habiiments he had not seen for half a century. It was body of green cloth, eked out with wampum and ot- ter skin, and would have been ridiculous If 1t had not encased one of the finest models of a many frame that ever trod the earth. With close-curling black hair, fine wea- ther-browned complexion, Spanish features ] (from his mother-a frequent physiognomy in countries bordering on Spanish America) and the port and the 1.-the motion of lion, he was figure to look upon ,n any dis guise with admiration. He was soon put into the hands of the tailor-proper, and, with the facility which belongs to his country men, became in month the best dressed man in college. His manners were of a gentleman-like mildness, energetic, but courteous and chiva!resque; and, unlike most savages and all coins, he polished without dosing his mark" 1t the end of his first term, he would have been called a high-bred gentleman at any court in Eu- rope.
 The opening of his mind was almost as rapid and extraordinary. lie seized every thing with an ardor and freshness that habit and difficulty never deadened. He was like a man who had tumbled into new star, and was collecting knowledge for a world to which he was to return. The first in all games, the widest in all adven- ture, the most distinguished even in the ele- gant society for which the town is remark able, and unfailingly brilliant in his recita- lions and college performances, he was looked upon as sort of admirable pheno- menon, and neither enyied nor opposed in anything. have often thought in looking on him, that his sensations at coming fresh from wild, western prairie, and at the first measure of his capacities with men oi better advantages, finding himself so uni fornly superior, must have been stirringly delightful. ltIs wonder he never became arrogant but it was the last foible of which he could have been accused.
 l NS were. ISduluS Ildlu lol tuO HOHotn in tne senior yenr. when Greyling suddend- ly lost his reason. He had not been oth- erwise ill, and had, apparently, in the midst of high health gone mad, at a moments warming. ihe physicians scarce knew how to treat him. The confinement te which he was at first subjected, however was thought inexpedient, and he seemed to justify their lenity by the gentlest beha- yior when at liberty. He seemed oppress- ed by heart-breaking melancholy. We took our turns in grading and watching with him, and 1t was upon my first night of duty that the incident happened which 1 have 1 thus endeavored to introduce.
 It was scarce like a vigil with sick man, for our patient went regularly to bed, and usually slept well. took my C Lu- cretius" and .he 'sBook of the Martyrs which was just then my favorite reading, and with hot punch, a cold chicken, books and a fire, looked forward to it as merely a studious night; and, as the wintry wind of January rattled in at the old college windows, I thurst my feet into slippers, drew my dressing-gown about me, and congratulated myself on the executive com fortableness of my position. The Syba- rites bed of roses would have been no temptation.
 It had showed all day, but the sun had set with a red rift in the clouds, and tiie face of the sky was swept Tn an hour to l the clearnesS of-I want q compdTison-