The Democratic Whig. [volume] (Columbus, Miss.) 1842-1843, 1842-11-17

Odfllat luesgNOuuteu on auPttu AA'
ialusisn charger, and amused himself
BY cantsring 10 and fro--nOt udvan-
cling, however, beyond bis own pick
cts. Suddenly the horse started al
some object on the ground, gave a rear
and q plunge thar nearly unseaied his
rider, aud then throwing up bis head
| 10 the most approved style Of slar-ga-
zing, started of At furious rate in the
direction ofthe Christine camp. The
officer tried hard to pull him in, but he
was riding with single reined bridler
and, as ill-luck would have it, the lea
Their broke. The horse went on al the
same mad pace, his rider keeping bis
seat but unable 10 control him, until
within hundred yards Of the Christi
no picket, when a shot from one ofthe
seniries brought the unIucky officer TO
the ground. The horse instantly stop
ped, and stood moIionless and crest
fallen by his master, as though consci-
Gus Of and repenting the harm he had
done. Some men went out from the
picket to bring in the animal, and find
ing tine officer quite dead, a shallow
grave was dog,and he was buried where
be had fallen.
The buriallwas not long doing, SAID
one Of the Spanish officers, a young
man, add a great friend Of Victor's.-
"Tbe grave was scarce three feet deep
and collins being, OF course, out Of the
question, they just laid him in the
ground in his shirt, as though he had
been going 10 bed"
"And that was too much cried Vic
tor, when linen is so scarce amosg oul
poor fellows. Il would be a praise.
worthy act TO dig the body up and striE
| it,"
"Non pas" said Cyrzinski, gravely
"von bad ding deranger los muerios-
ca porte malheuT."
"Oh, does III Monsieur Cyrzinski,
said the Frenchman, who had spoken
merely in Jest, but was reused by tht
slight appearance OfopposiIion. "El
bien le diable m'empOrto, il don't de-
it, then and, what's more, I'll wea
the Carlist rascars shirt the next tim,
VIC 90 into action. What say you tC
that, mon PolOaids ?"
Cyrzinski shook his head, but madt
no reply. The Frsnchman, who haC
been drinking pretty freely, but was
BY no means drunk, now filled a laIgt
tumbler with wine, and took il off at
draught.
"Come along Luis" said he 10 hi.
| friend, 81 want you to help me, or
shall be al night digging up the CARR
on"
The young SpSuiard hesiiated, anc
did not seem half 70 IKE If hut h
was accustomed to yield to Victor
impetuous character, and they lei
the room together. We shouted al
Ter them to come back, but they paiC
no atten ton to our call +; aud sup
posing it 10 be Joke Of Victor's,-
and that he had gone off to pass th'
evening in the quarters Of some othe
Of his comrades, we thought no NOR
of the matter. The conversation, tool
new turn, Cyrzinski laid aside hi
pipe, and, becoming unusually coin
municauve, told US Que or two sIrang
wild stories Of the fate Of persons who
had disturbed the repose Of the dead
In his native province, be said, Their,
was a strong belief that the man VIII,
dug up body always met an untimel.
death and that unless he made expi
atioa by masses aud penance, he nev
er lived to see the anniversary Of tn
day on which the sacriligious act hat
been committed. Il was easy TO per
ceive that Cyrzlnsh himself was no
altogether exempt from a beliefin thes
superslitions.
! Nearly an hour had elapsed sine
I Victor's departure, when there was
loud knocking at the house-door; an
a moment after The Frenohman bur'
into the room, folio Sed by his CON
rade, and laughing in tone Of bOiste
rous, but, it appeared to me, somewh'
forced gayety.
; ave have got il" cried he, "aft'
being nearly shot by our own sentriei
who took US for Carlist foragers, | b
lieve."
3 Take that bird fill omen," col
q tinued Victor, whs, probably from Il
b eGs CT Of cool air, SEEMED more intox
T Gated than when he left the room an
y he threw a small bundle at Cyrzinsk
It The latter, not thinking what it mig
!, be, by natural movement held out b
d hand, and caught It. AsNe did so,
4 bundle unrolled itself, auI shirt
le beautiful 6ne linen, but st,ined wi
IN blood and earth, dangled from he haI
'g Of the Pole, who Immediately let
k drop.
OF aThis is a very bad joke, Monsls
DR. Victor" said Cyrzinski, and | COZ
re perceive the slightest possible sParI
an f..,.. :, ~ a., ctaar htu- eve