American Republican and Baltimore daily clipper. [volume] (Baltimore, Md.) 1844-1846, 1845-07-16

non,n added the wife, chat you would be the
death of the--the assassin, If he were ever to
cross your path"
"And may the devil blast me if | would
not" replied the infatuated husband.
Then the blood of precious youth would
be upon your hands, said she Warmly
Listen to me, Vernon. The secret of your
brothers death is in my possession; but knew
il not until after we were married. And what
could do but make you happy, # 1t was IN
nv power to do 50? No, no. did not wish
to make you a murderer, and see you strung
upon the gallows; had grief enough 10 weigh
upon me without that, and so kept the secret.
But | must oat with it now; the time has come
when the mystery must be explained. The
murderer, ESQ harsh term mast be used, is
noble and high-spirted youth. He struck down
his adversary in the heat OF passion, as your
self would have done, Vernon; but when he
saw the rash act, when he found that he had
deprived iellow-being OF lie, he shed the
tears Of bitterness: ay, and he fled, that lie
might avoid a felon's death. But he has re-
turned now, lust returned, end he it was whose
lips YOU saw pressed to mine, for it was part
ing-a farewell kiss"
The husband could no longer control his an
ger, and giving vent to expressions which we
cannot repeat demanded OF his wife ii she was
base enough to confess her guilt.
"Hear me-" said Rose, in firm, resoute
voice. "You must know who the young man
is"
"a fend! DEVIL cried Vernon. as it
not SCI"
"Swear that you will offer him nc harm,
entreatcd the wife, wrii!gng her hands in fear
and anguish"
"That would be perjury" answered the bus"
band.
"You will not murder him!'' wildly eXcaiT-
ed the wife. "No, no; think you will not,
Vernon! only swear.'
eff it was to prove your innocence, Rose, !
would sw ear to any thing"
ait is to prove my innocence" added the
wife, in an earnest ard imprisoned tone, ION
| ly swear"
81 do"
"Know you, then {" said Rose, with trem-
ulous voice, ''that the young man is nay 81 re-
Their"
"Your brother!n repeated he, in a quick, an
mated tone.
Cay, and tell me if there was pollution in his
touch? No. no, Venom know you will for
give him. betrayed him; but it was that you
might not think me a ,canton."
Shakespeare, as every body is probably aware,
discourses of jealousy as
| 1.-THE gfeen-eyed monster which doth make
The meat it feeds on"
Such is the monster we have endeavored to
delineate and it is to be hoped that the reader
will not dismiss our story, without rejecting
that it contains moral.
TEE FUGITIVES FROM THE WAXHAWs.
The Union Of Friday publishes very inter-
estipg paper from gentleman Of North Caro-
lima, whom it vouches for as a gentleman OF
high intelligence ard taste, relating some con-
versatons about revolutionary men and things,
with an old lady of that State, aged eightyJfue,
who is called "Auat Suzy." The following
extract will sufficiently recommend itself to our
readers without further preface:
Upon one occasion, when she was indispcscd,
| recommended the use of rice boiled in milk,
as diet well adapted to her age and complaint.
At the same time, mentioned an anecdotel had
heard when General Jackson was in Phi
ladelphia, he sat down with a large company TO
a sumptuous dinneriprovided for hina, and coca
stoned some surprise and delay by unexpectedly
asking for boiled rice and milk.
From this observation derived the following
account of
| TIE FUGIrIvEs RRoM THE WAXHAws.
"Ande Jackson" cried the old lady; ooh! /
mind Ande Jackson well; and have no doubt
he would mind me, toe!
ssHe and his mother, Aunt Betty, we called
her-her name was Elizabeth her sister and
brotber.in-law, John Mckamy,) and black
girl, named Charlotte, with several horses, tied
before the British, from the Waxhaws, and
came to reside at my fathers house. They told
us they Just come i'll to stay under our root and
we Just told them to stay.
"My husband was in arms; and we all fore
gathered at my fathers for convenience Ande
| Jackson and his mother came up from the
Waxhaws about six weeks before the British
came to Charlotte. The old woman lamented
very much every now and then, about things
being left in such desolaton at home. Sheac-
knowledged she did think of the leeks and on
ion of Egypt!
''She was fresh-looking, faM-haired, very
conversive old Irish lady, at dreadful enmity
with the Indians | thought her eldest son was
son and brother. They took great spells Of
mourning about him. Ande was her Youngest
child. He was tall young fellow, about ele-
ven or twelve years of age. He was lank,
leanng-forward fellow, tall of his age, and
poor, grpy-looking fellow; but with large
forehead, and big eyes. He never was pretty,
but there was something very agreeable about
him. thought him mighty good bey-very
cheerful, observing, and trying to improve.
"Ande was dressed in homespun, like we all
were. They did 60 in coarse fare during the
revolution, but, indeed, one man then, was
worth two men now, generally speaking.
''They were healthful, unlearned men; but
there are some much more ignorant now!
81 would have broke my heart if had not
known how to read 1t is terrible loss not to
know how to read. 1t is comfort to me this
day, as it was then.
'Ande was all Independent boy in his man
ner, and had good sense. considered he would
make a fine man then.
''But, dear me! | have heard stories enough
of Ande jackson to FIJI book; but never liked