The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1836-1851, 1840-03-28

dent which follows this paragraph. Let
he sickly sensibility and mawkish senll-
mentality of fthosc who can faint in the most
approved fashionable style, and wreathe
themselves into romantic agony at the bare
idea of employing blood-hounds against
the poor Indians read it, and learn to feel,
j: they can: ...
"Mr. Harlan's dwelling was burned, and
his family murdered, in the afternoon Of
the 29th of January last. Mr.. H. was alb.
sent, and an eyewitness gives the following
account of the return Of the unhappy man,
with an armed party, ON the day after the
occurrence: On arriving at the spot, we
found every house reduced to ashes, and
at the kitchen door the bones of human
being nearly burnt up; after examining all
around, we saw the track of moccasins ma
king ingress and egress The same course.
On the trail, not far off, we saw articles OF
clothing, potatoes and papers, dropped;
about twenty-one persons, armed, now ar
rived from lola, amongst them Mr.. Harlin,
who in wretched state offeeling, procee-
ded to examine the burnt bones, which he
believed 10 be those of his wife and son,
whose knife he found amongst them. One
of the company, in searching behind the
garden, about one hundred yards of, called
out; "Come here, Harlan; here is your
wife," Joy immediately isprang to my
bosom, and | ran 10 see the dead come to
life, where there was general'rush; but,
10! found Mrs. Harlan lying PROSTATE on
the ground, behind some pile logs, with
her throat cut, a ball shot through her arm,
one in her back, and fatal shot in the
head, which must have been very near, as
the ball-patch was sticking in her head.
Her younges: son, say eight years old lay
near her side, with his skull fractured by
Zine stick which lay near him. He ex-
hibited signs of life, and had him carried
to shelter; water given him, and his feet,
which were cold, put in warm water, and
faint hopes are now entertained of his re-
covery. Had you witnessed the heart
rending sight of Mr.. H., embracing his lit
tie son, and calling him by his nickname,
Buddy! Buddy! Buddy!" with the solemn
sound Of parental affection, sunk to the
lowest ebb of detection; and then running
to the corpse ofhis wife, throwing his arms
around her crying out, i"My Wife! Oh! my
dear Wife!" | know your feelings would
have given way as mine did,, had always
felt a sympathy for these mercilcss saw
ages, but my heart now assumed stern
fortitude, foreign to its nature, and felt
like not leaving an Indian foot to mark
Shaek in the ashes OF the desolation they
have rnsoe.''
Who can read this extract from the let
,:.ter Of highly respectable gentleman.
without anguish! who can witness such
atrocities without admitting it to be lawful
tr use bloodholnds against such hell
hounds! The introduction Of these animals
is entirely, it is believed, a Territorial mea-
sure. 1t is creditable to the officer with
whom it originated, and whose ample JUS
tificatton is the stern necessity which re-
quired it.
A citizen, remarkable from his 2iety in
tegrity and intelligence, lately exclaimed,
in my presence" would use devils if I
could, against such an enemy" and l
am compelled to yield assent to the senti-
ment.
In the straight to which we are driven,
the severest means are the best means;
and whatever tends TO the speedy tcrmina-
tion of our protracted difficulties, will tend
also, to the preservation of human life,
and to the advancement af the cause OF
humanity"
Macon Telegraph.