The Cecil Whig. [volume] (Elkton, Md.) 1841-current, 1841-09-18

Time wancs. The flames had now
burst forth, and gloom and fear having
sllenccd fashion aud gaiety, spread out
their dark mantle over the sunshine OF
heaven. The inspiring summons Of ..Ll-
bCrty or DEATH" was echoed over hills
and wales, and its soul-strring revcrbcra-
tons awoke to action, the slumbering
peasants beyond the mountains. Henri
was at this time first Colonel of Virginia,
and becoming acquainted with the malhc-
NAUTICAL allalnmcnts Of Rutland, procured
HIM commission ul the army Danger
threatened the surrounding country of
with invasion, and thllhcr young
Rutland repaired under the command of
Col. Woodiord Phillips, the daring rob-
Der Of the Swamps, would at night retire
from the morasses and pcrpetratc his in
human atrocities, and during the day he
would lay concealed in the most inacccs-
slblc businesses Of the great forest. The
smoking ruins lit up the gloom of tho
night, and in the 'crumbling walls could
be seen the remains Of last nights llum'-
nation. The inhabitants of the rural hams
lets were excited to fear and awokc from
their sleep in the agonics Of death The
militia were quar,ercd in Carolina, and
the design Of Col. WooHlord was to cor
respond with them, in order to intercept
any communication between Phillips and
the English.-The Colonel was a tall and
commanding officer, with keen eye and
high tront-the chpra, teristics of a mind
within. One evening when seated in his
camp, he sent for Rutland, and as the
young officer entered, he seized him by
the hand, and thus addressed him:
Lieutenant, have sent for you in or
der to carry into effect my designs. re-
pose this trust in you as the most accom-
pll'hcd gentleman under my command
The task require of you is perilous
one, and said the Colonel walking has
lily to and fro, III thy daring courage will
execute ii; thy future prospects will be
greater than any other officer of thy rank
| IN the army As he concluded he opened
drawer under the centre-tablc, pulled
forth bundle of papers, and handed them
Tor the pcrusal Of young Rutland. The
answer Of the young lieutenant was cx-
pressed in Acknowledgements for the con-
iidencc olhs commanding officer, and con-
cludcd by accepting the request, even with
the sacrifice of his life. On the following
evening; being prepared for his gloomy
Journey, he arrived at the cottage of Ny
IA, and the scene that followed, we have
described IN the former chapter.
cIiArTERIIl.
Rutland and his Indian guide were BY
carly times pursuing their destined Jour
ncy. 1t was Il beautiful morning. The
sun rose with all his majesty of light, and
shed his genial influence over the bounti-l
tul productions OF creation. Nature was
atlir"d III the dress Of Spring--and the
mocking and red bird were lcasting upon
the fragrance of wild flowers, the tarcsl
that may feast the bce;' and the birds of
song were pouring forth from THEN
Threats songs Of joy for the return of
Spring-l'utland walked on in deep
thought, and unconsciously halted at the
very spot we have before described him
with the romantic Myra.
'HSu pSdNt1 Sdiu III. again SIllllcs
over this injured land, and plenty over
flows FER horns, I'll have this fair spirit
for my minister; we could light up to
happiness the dcsoation of this gloomy
waste
The forest had never, as yet, echoed
with the strokes Of the woodman's exc.
aud the dCsolate retreats of the 'tcrR naiu-
rG' chad never been disturbed BY the
white man. The young officer with great
difficulty followed the steps of the guide
The solitude of the woods was now and
then broken by the scream of the Indian
hen, as she flew from her resting place
The impenetrable cane brakes presented
a novel and imposing spectacle upon the
mind that never before witnessed the
like. The Indian stopped at a small
stream, and showed off his bark canoe,
Rutland seated himself in the middle, and
the wilderness of nature. As the canoe
made progress, the woods became morr
regular and more beautiful. The wild
rose and 'woodbine toasted the eve, and
the notes of the birds RECALLED the car
upon turning bend in the stream, the
Lake of the Woods all at once burst upon
the view. What before had been dclom-
ed, was now beautiful and regular. The
boat skinned silently and swiftly over
the still and CLASSY surface ofthe water
The Lake was in the exact form of cir
Gle. The tall and venerable cypress trees
reflected their stately forms on its surface,
and the green sfoliage of the woodbne
and jessamine were dipped in the waters
edge. The sun had kissed the tips of
the forest trees, and twilight had succeed
ed;
--,------''and the world wore
| The starry darkness round her like Cir