Vermont phÅ“nix. [volume] (Brattleboro, Vt.) 1834-1955, 1839-08-16
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able and chivarous editor and eloquent ad-
vocate OF Wing principles. Soon after the
establishment Of MIR Moores paper at Alex
andria, the friends Of the administration in
that vicinity soon perceived, that by the rap.
i'd vigorous, and powerful productions of
his pen, he was fast breaking down their
cause through the Stale. They saw, that
there was no hope for them but in silencing
the eloquent voice Of the Wing champion,
and they knew enough Of him 10 be aware
that his tones was TO be hushed only 10 the
silence Of the grave They imported bull
ly from New Orleans, Mr. Yin. a lowliv-
ed journeyman printer, and employed him
to challenge MIR Moore to mortal combat
The challenge was borne By Mr. King
Ilolstein. Moore refused TO receive IT, re-
marking that he would have nothing to do
with him. Then you must fight his
friends said Holstein. "Now or at any
other time" replied Moore lIolsein, how.
ever instead OF challenging Moore, waited
I'll midnight, and then, under the protecting
wings OF the darkness. proceeded to post
him. The next day Moore met Hostein in
the street, and, although the latter was arm
ed TO the teeth, denounced him to his beard
as liar and a craven. Subsequently he
again met Holsiein, but that dastardly mis-.
creant again quailed before him. not daring,
in his presence, TO make the slightest exhibit
ton Of any feeling OF hostility. Nevelthe-
less, during all that period, the soul Of that
cowardly monster was darkly brooding over
a deed of blood-a deed, which, iolhe shame
Of human nature, be at length accomplish.
ed.
Some two hours before day. on the morn
ing ofthe I'd day Of July. Hosten secreted
himselfto await the approach Of his victim.
a little before eight o'clock, upon that
morning. MIR Moore, as usual, came in on
foot. and alone. 10 cross over TO town, igno-
rant, and unconscious ofthe fate that await
ed him be had arrived at an open space
before the house, when Hols,ein. surrounded
BY his friends. rushed from his hiding place,
with double barrelled shot gun TO his
shoulder, cocked--taking deliberate aim at
for your life you damned rascal, or will kill
YOU Mr. Moore aware now for the first
time that his enemy was so near, suddenly
stopped. folded his arms across his breast,
drew himself up TO his foil height. and OBJ
served. "Mr Holstein you have me in yonr
power-beg for my life. shan't--shooi if
you please" Hostein did so-the gun
snapped. Immediately a MIR Bringhurs,
stepped up TO Holstein, and requested him to
desist be paused an instant, cooked the 9TH
err barrel. then laid it by his side--but pant
ting for the blood Of his victim. he immedi-
ateIy drew large duelling pistol from his
belt, and said 10 MIR Moore. why did you
post me!' II did not" was Mr. Moore's re-
ply. Il will fight you MIR Holsten on
equal terms, in any manner you propose
il you wish now to have my life, i; is in your
power-tske it !" still continuing in bis for
lner position from which he had never stir
red Holstein took deliberate ann for two
seconds. fired and MIR Moore fell TO the
ground morally wounded The ball enter.
ed the abdomen, passing through the colon.
thence ranging upwards with the spine
Hols,ein Immediately mounted his horse.
and dashed of at full speed. since which no
tidings have been heard Of him.
Upon his friends reaching him. Mr. Moore
calmly observed, that he was killed that the
ball hurt his spine. Surgical aid was imme-
diately procured. Upon the Surgeons an
nounccmeni TO him. that The wound was IA
tai, and that he could not live twenty-four
hours-he cody observed 1T is enough, |
ah SahSheu, -tncn turning fOuuu 10 tue as
sembled crowd, whilst playful smile illum-
mated his calm. undisturbed features, he re-
marked, swell Boys have lived Wing,
die Wing, and now believe more strong
ly than ever in the good Wing cause."-
From the instant the ball struck, paralysis
seized the lower exiremities. and without one
interval Of ease. from the most excruciating
tormens, suffering. in his own language,
'ten thousand Deaths he calmly expired in
the full possession OF his mental faculties, at
eight o'clock the same evening.
Federal Bank Directors" This is the
caption, soul and body of most of the articles
which appear in that organ of the SECRET po-
Iiical clubs in this Staie--ihe Montpelier
Patriot. The Senate last year, quoths the
Patriot. was federal monopoly Senate
composed of federal Bank Direefors.n The
Patriot may perhaps have spoken the truth
for once The only Bank Directors in that
body were two Van Buren, men, one of
whom is now the principal manager OF the
Essex Bank, And BY an application of the
same rule the next Senate will be like unto
Tho last if;he Patriots party succeed in cleo
ling their candidates. Ofall the candidates
no'c in nomination for the Senate, that ars
understood to have any connection with
Banks there are only two Bank Directors,
md they are both Van Buren, men LIE, the
people look at this system of humbuggery,
or It is nothing less Federal Wing Bank