The banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1844-1847, 1846-11-04

thcr on Is NeWStcad Abbey, alter pro-
cccding nearly Il mile through mono
tonous scene, a sharp curve around the
base Of Il hill brought us in view Of the
lake, on which were floating miniature
briggs and schooncrs catching its hue
from the dark clouds which pressaged a
shower, it was perfectly black. In an
instant more the Abbey itself appeared
with its lawns, gravclly paths and beau
tiful trees. The transition is instanta-
neous from the dull and drcary scene
through which we had been walking.
Ringing the porter's s-bell: and wait
ing just half the time by which every
thing in America is measured, namely,
twenty minutcs,' we were admitted
into the vestibulc of the cloisters, or
more properly galleries of the Abbey.
Another ten minutes and smart, neat.
and affected piece of vanity, yet perfect
ly civil, badc us lnscribc our names in
the register and follow her. We did so;
and alter passing through the suite Of
apartments occupied by the present pro-
prictor, COL Wildman, (son-in- law of
the late Duke OF Sussex, } which display
great taste and splcndor: VIC stepped into
those occupied by Byron when residing
at Ncwstcad Col Wildman has pre-
served them in the same state as when
tcnatcd by him. There are the bed,
wash-stand, towel, soap, table, chairs,
carpet-cvcry thing precisely the same
as when he left; and one might imac-
inc, from the evident care manifested in
their keeping, that the occupant had but
just stepped out, and would presently
return: so also Of the apartment ad-
joining, where slept his little page
The same consideration and care are
observed in the library. The chair in
which he used to sit, the table on which
he wrote, the couch on which he recli-
ned, all are there. l could not but feel
that his spirit was lingering about the
scene. The window Of the library looks
out upon the lake: and affords charm
ing prospect Of water wood, and vale.
Our conductress unlocked door in a
side closet, and handed US human
skull. 1t was the same that was exhu-
med when Byron was in possession of
the Abbey, and which was caused to be
mounted with silver, and converted into
wine goblet and upon which he in
scrbcd the lines beginning, Start not,
nor deem my spirit fled,' etc. On de-
sccnding into the lower apartments, we
were shown the marble sarcophagus in
which the skull was discovcrd, the por-
trait of the dog, Boa,swain,' and in
the garden the pompous and foolish
monumcnterectedo over his carcass, riven
by the lightning and Fastening to ruin.
1t was a circular cone, Of large diane
ter at the base, and surmounted at the
top by shaft on which is the inscription.
A walk through the gardens, which are
modern, and the grove in which is still
TO be seen his own and his sisters name,
carved by himself on the bark of "a tree,
in 1914, and detention of twenty min
utcs' by one of the most unmltigated
rain storms ever let down from Heaven.
terminated our visit to Newstead Abbey"
DUE1.s.-We are sorry (says the
New Orleans Commercial Times of the
2lst inst) TO find that some difficulties
have broken out among few of the Off
GERS connected with the army at Ca
margo 1t is pity that any American
blood should be spilled by American
hands, in an enemy's country, and after
events so glorious to our arms.
The Galveston News of the 10th
states that duel was to be fought ut
Camargo on the 18th inst, in which
Col. Marshall, of KY, and Col. BayIie
Peyton, of New Orleans, were the prin-
cipals. On the same morning another
duel was to be fought between Captain
Shivors. of Texas, and Capt Mousson.
of New Orleans.
Maj. p. N Barbour, Of the 5th Infan-
try, who was killed by musket ball in
the attack on Monterey, is the same Off
Ger who, at the battle of Palo Alto, re-