Piney Woods planter. (Liberty, Mi. [i.e. Miss.]) 1838-1840, 1839-03-23

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som was TO be seen a row Of cartridges,
destined as the legitimate defence of those
ill-starred victims, whom the Russians
called insurgents A black leather belt,
fastened by gilded buckle, upon which
was an enblazoned escutcheon, surmount-
iee BY she cafunet ofa Count, sustained d
turkish sabre Of great price. Upon the
young Poles head was little pointed cap
worn by the volunteers, and from which o
cluster Of light silky lacks strayed grace.
fully. He seemed TO suffer pain; he was
very pale and overcome, and his large blue
eyes seemed with difficulty to support the
light of day, which was shining forth in all
its splendor.
However, he appeared attentive in try.
ing to seize any distant-.-even that of the
slightest, steps, and this attention indica-
ted that he considered himself threatened
by some peril or positive danger. At one
time he thought he heard the report of a
pistol fred off, in the thickest portion Of
the wood; and at that instant quitting the
rock upon which he was lying, he took a
defensive attitude, as upon the first alarm
But soon all was calm again; his hand fell
once more to his side, and the youthful
patriot once more gave himself up TO a
profound and melancholy meditation.
'They have lost all trace said he al
length. 4 hear not sound. But what in
the name of heaven, will become of me in
the midst of this desert? How shall ev.
er find guide--a frusty, faithful one!-
Oh, Warsaw, shall arrive in time to save
thee, or to die meath thy devoted wallsr
Whilst pronouncing these words, the
young hero seemed mastered by one Of
those feelings which direct and govern q
fate. His paleness of couhtenance hat
been replaced by fevered glow; one o.
those which prove the fever to be of the
soul rather than the body; and which swal
low up life in few hours time, and strike
death upon a frame of twenty years life
and vigor.
sWell, well,' said he at last, Il must cen
DEPART He took off his cap, threw back
his hair witha movement filled with grace,
then replaced his little shapiro, frightened
his belt, drew his sword, looked at its
blade; and smile of triumph sat upon his
lips upon beholding it blunted and stained
with blood, which seemed scarce dried up
on it.
'Ah! that is Russian blood said he. in
a hollow tone, and with an almost undeti-
nable expression of countenance; and
plucked up a handful of grass, still wet
with dew, he began to cfface the stains
from his arms; and when it was bright a
gain the hand of the young soldier was
tightly pressed to the ]eweled hilt, whilst
kneeling, he upheld its blade to heaven,
seemingly praying most fervently. AT
this instant his beautiful countenance was
sublime in its expression; there was in
his infamed eye, and in the smile of scorn
which seemed to rail at death, and indeed
the whole of his inspired look, something
strange, but beauteous in its very strang-
ness; his eyes flashed lightning; and how
ever great had been the number Of Rus;
slams who had appeared before troop,
however small, but commanded by him
whom have here described, not the bra
vest of them all had laid their eyes upon
The Neva more.
But the look of inspiration impaired by
prayer faded fast away from the presence
ofintense suffering. The young man be-
came CHASTITY pale, his hand lowered, and
he leaned him for support upon his sword.
Shortly his pain seemed 10 increase; and
he laid himself down upon the rock which
had been his bed, and his head fell languid-
ly on the cold earth beside him.
ooh heaven! what sufferings,' said he,
pressing his hand upon his bosom, 4 am
consumed with fever, and not one drop OF
water to be found for mel
He raised his head to look round for some
stream or spring, although he knew full
well tibet there existed none; but his lips
we're becoming each moment more parch-
cd, and the fever heightened in his ardor.
At length the young soldiers head became
so heavy that he could not sustain it; his
eyes closed, and for moment he suffered
such an intense agony that he thought no
was about to die.
die thus! far separated from all those ]
Lowell murmured he, in the vague dreami-
ness which accompanies fever. oh, hea-
ven, forbid it'
Suddenly he rose; he totters like a
child; but his will is still Giore potent than
his suffering.
Il shall die upon this spot7 he exclaim-
ed, If | remain much longer!--and 'Oiu
not die may, | will not c!--and above
all in desert wild. My life must be given
until the last palpitation Of my heart, toI
my beloved country; and if ! must die SO
Young, let il be at least in front Of the
Russians cannon,'
And cutting with his sword o strong
branch from a tree, no made with it sup.
port which uided him to stand He had