Litchfield enquirer., 1842-08-04
WHOLE No. 842.
From the S0rQtog0 Sentinel. [" RATTLE OF THE GROVE"

A day or two since was witness in comma. ny with friend to a most novel conllict,-- The spot occupied by the, belligerents was Chancellor Walworth's grove, and regard less ot the sanctity 1t possesses as the resi- dence of stern Champion of Law and Or der they waged most deadly combat. The belligerents themselves were two Robins vS. Chipmunck. Being unable to ascertain the point of dispute from either of the parties, con njecture that Chip, (who blythe way was as gallant and noble looking fellow as can be lmagined) had come to enjoy the fashiona- ble season at the Springs, and knowing that his pretensions 10 responsibility and impor- tance would be measured by the elegance of his stopping place, forthwith selected the Chancellor's Grove-which does indeed af. ford as luxurious accommodations, to gents of his class as any similar place in Broadway.
 Sauntering out morning or two after his arrival for an adventure, he had not proceed ed far ere he discovered . robins nest. He had come to Saratoga for recreation-and was already flushed with feelings of impor- tance. and desirous for frolic, to which, in his more humble sphere and sedate conduct at home, he had been stranger. The nest was perehed in assly place and the little hungry expectants' within, were awaiting the return ot old robins wi:h food. By carefully peeping over the edge of the nest, young Chip saw just how matters were. The whole four were his by right oi discovery-so yielding to his mschievous propensities, he gave them a slight stirring up with his paw, and was wonderfully amused to sec the little fellows open their mouths so wi6e, flor which as par. their throats with the same instrument with which he gave the stirring up.
 But at this stage of the proceedings Chip was interrupted, and surprised and terrified. He discovered that the 'beaks' were upon him in reality. At first he gave them good 6atlle-but this was an unrighteous cauSe.- He had invaded domestic peace ', wantonly injured helpless innocence, ,and the aggrieyed party-the robins-without stopping to file their bills ut the Chancellors office,' poked their fiery faces' into his eyes and head with such effectual assiduity, us to make him re- treat. But they were as quick on the wing jumped from bough to bough-from tree to tree-in vain he implored the inlerposision of the Chancellor as the grand Arbitrator of all disputes, or appealed to the gods of the Grove or with momentary energy turned upon his assailants-frOm tree to tree they pursued him, till he was compelled to escape into the backw0odS. vanquiShed, dishonored. disgraced and where-though punished in such suit-able manner for his mischievous- ness-he will undoubtedly congratulate him. self, that his escape-technically and in the eye of the law-was a legal one. Thus ter- minated the Battle of the Grove'
 RHODE IsLAND.-N is curious fact that many of the prisoners, on their examination, ascrlbed their participation in the rebellion to the influence of the women," with whom, they said Dorr was "a great favorite." For instance, Samuel Greene made this declaru- tion: ----,- .,- | -~acav TqaHe TqaHe ladies were heard many of them were ready to fight for Dorr; he seemed to be great favorite with them."
 Wm. F. Mason, aged IS, says:
 "Should not have gone to Chepatchet had not the women persuaded me 10 do so.-- There was one in particular did not dare refuse; sho was my sweetheart; threatened | to give me the mitten if I did not go." Clark Smith, of Albion village: "Most of the women in our village are in favor of Dorr. Some talked of putting on pantalooHs and going to his aid they had good deal of influence with the men kept up continual talking; should pity the man who remained at home among them. Should rather remain in prison than contend with show made poor show. In case of actual
 battle meant to sneak off myself"
 Almond Smith, also of Albion village son of the last
 "Eighteen years old works in mill went to Chepatchet was advised to go by Sarah and the rest of the girls; hated to hang back for fear they would laugh at me. Mother knew I was out; she let me go because wanted to; expected to be made hero of was made prisoner of. Searched for glO- ry couldn't find any. Don't think should
 have plucked up and gone to the camp had
 it not been for the gals-they made me feel gritty.
 And 30 with many others. Women arc
 said to love the brave, and these "girls" that
 the prisoners speak of were no doubt capti-
 vated by the lip-valor so profusely display ed by the pseudo Governor. Their feelings changed, probably, when they found that his Excellencys valOr was not of the lasting
 quality-did not wear well, as they say of gingham and calico.
 LOVE LETTER FROM A TAILOR TO A MANTAu- MAKER.
 RemnGnt of my hopes May never be rip- ped fiom the borders of your esteem, and ev- CT De buttoned to the loop of your kindness,
 but am strongly seemed to the hem of your
 beauty-may never lose hinsbs full of
 your favor, but you have so entanglsd the
 thread of my understanding with that pretty
 outside of yours, that am stark mad to be
 your *+**&*+ Oddsbodkins! l am surely
 yours every stitch of me. Wherever you go,
 you are my north, and my needle follows you. therefore blunt not the point of my endeavors,
 but let me baste myself to your kindness,
 that may set the tighter to your affections.
 love you beyond measure, but yet it is so
 hard to cabbage one sweet look from you. that