Boon's Lick times. [volume] (Fayette, Mo.) 1840-1848, 1841-05-22

Amongst the most eloquent tributes to the
memory Of the late venerated President, may be
reckoned the discourse of Bishop Doane, before
The citizens OF Burlington. The following ex
tract is the opening portion:
1t is dark December day. A deep snow
clothes the ground. A sharp and cutting slee
drives with the wind. Against the binding
storm, and through the deepning drifts, youthful
soldier with his knapsack on his back, pursues
his stead(ast way. A STRIPPING of nineteen, o.
slender frame, and feeble health, he is an Eusigr
in the Army OF America, with Washngton's com
mission: and he marches with his small detach
ment, on his first service. 1t was patriotic and
Christian duty. There are those before me who
remember we'll, what, in my young days, was yet
a nursery word at which the mother pressed her
infant to her bosom, and children gathered closer
to the fre-St. Glars Defeat. 1t was to that
battle field, 10 inter the bones OF six hundred
slain, that our young Ensign fastened with his
troops. And though it ,vas patriotic and a
Christian duty, how much more sternly than the
fercest onset Of the bloody fight, must that still
forest field, the lowering sky, the bowling wind,
those gallant men buchered by savage hands,
and all the recollections and forebodings OF that
most disastrous day, have tried the spirit OF a
youthful soldier, on his first campaign.
1t was chill November night, when small
army of Americans encamped themselves upon
point Of land, between the Wabash and a
tributary stream. They were the gentlemen and
yeomen Of the country, who had enrolled them.
selves under the territorial Governor to defend
their homes against the inroads of the hostile
Indian tribes, and to chastise their nsclence. A
long and tedious march, through most dreary
wilderness, brings them at last where their willy
foes await them; and on their proposition for a
conference and treaty, hostilites are intermitted
for day. Slowly and cheerlessly the night
wears of, within that guarded camp, with clouds
and rain. Rut weary men 1oiH sleep, whatever
may betide them and now, for hours, no sound
has stirred the stiffness OF the scene, save the
lone senlry's guarded step. But what is that,
which through "the misty moon beams struggling
light" is seen, not heard, as it gdes through the
prairie grass? Is it a snake that winds his steal
thy way? No, but subtler Indian, and in one
instant he is dead. Another, and the savage vel
starts every sleeper from his cold damp couch
and death begins his work. And was this sleep
ing camp deceived, surprised, BETRAYED? Was
their Commander failhess 10 his trust? No
every man had slept where he must fight, his
clothes on, and his gun loaded And he, while
yet the night was young, sat by his tent fire. till
the hour should come to rouse his weary com.
rades. In moment he was mounted. Wher
the fight was hottest, there was he. A ball with
no commission for his life flies thro his hair. Il
vain his officers demonstrate with him for hi
fearless hazard OF himself. He thinks OF brav
St. Clair, and the gallant victims Of that rata
field. He thinks OF wasted towns and blazin
homes, and mothers slaughtered with their infants
And the morning dawns not ill the victory i
won?
Along the banks OF the Ohio, spreads smi
ling farm. plain and modest mansion rise
from sloping lawn. It's owner having file
with credit TO himself and honor to his country
almost every station but the 6rst-fought its bal
ties, governed its territories, served it in bot
houses OF Congress- and represented it abroad
wears out, in frugal industry, his green old ace,
plain Ohio farmer his house, the very hons ,
hospitality; his name, the refuge and soace of tn
poor, the stranger, and the orphan; his style, III
noblest that is known 10 natures heraldry, pa
riot and a patriach
It is grsty day in March. Before the nlorr
ing dawns the federal City is alive with men.
seems now full to OVERLOOKING; and yet ever
hour brings hundreds, thousands more. A cava
, cade is formed, Bells ring, and cannons roa
9 Fair women, and brave men, throng every vii
dow Of that noble Avenue. Not State of Ii
r whole twenty.six that is not represented in thi
, long drawn line. Ii is the nations Jubilee. A
} classes, all conditions, both sexes, every ag
} partake tbs general Joy. grave, plain mar
ausyed in modest black, that rides, uncovered