The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1847-01-06

the right places. This is the odlv stoor
store) that they sell shot to kill thin same
blrdees, and it's | am here to at,ind on We.
I've thriet! and thried 10 kill 'en,, but this
is the only kind ov metal that will pene-
thratc their hides"
Here Jack scooped hp about pound Of
ouck shot, large enough to kill d bull. lie,
alone birds not larger than sparrows.
Bui," said the invalid, II wanted muss
tard seed shot, ~
"Man alive" answered Jack, viii, seem.
ing asreriiy, IL ill We these aud no 9TH
ers a, tho shot. / roulcd thin in mas
thard, and ould Major Monroe, long life
to him say I used to kill thousands and
thousands ov birds. livery mornin' before
noon for his breakfast"
Jacks logic had grea, effec. on the
'green un," and he actually sold him four
pounds Of buck shot 10 be used against
birds tanner than chickens and not bigger
than wrens !
Jack was foraging party in himself
money was Of no use 10 him-he had plen.
~ of whiskey, two old spawned horses, a
gun that went off once in about five times,
and us for powder and shot, why he ul-
ways managed TO get them somehow or
other. He would Kill brace or two Of
plover. and then sell them for fish: then
he'd trade the fish Of for whiskey and
ammunition. or anything else thai he mig h,
want. So he went on, a careless, light.
hearted, Hqnor-loving creature, lhinkin.
Of nanght that nigh, happen on The NOR.
row.
once, whilst on shooting excursion on
the plain outside the Notifications ut Poin,
Isabel. jack happened To be our escort,
In fact, he acted MS pointer, and show e,l
where the game lay. Suddenly he flushc ctI
covcy "f parlrilgcs-we were nbrut To
fire when he shouted "hould on!"
Jack, you're fool! what did you do
that iorl'
"Ah, sir" said Jack, with true siuh,
'Dye see that grave, vnnhcr; not thin
narrow dirt piles, Tut the grave there wild
t!l tne muskels and bng standin' round il.
That, sir, is pnor Ringgold's grapc. and
these is his partridgis. They feed about
there and seem to love his dust; | wouldn'.
XIII cue Of IN if l was starvin u
The lesson was simple, but touching.
There, indeed. wns the truly martial grave
OF The gallant kingg"ld. and his friends,
where
| Sadly and SLOWLY they laid him down,
From the field Of his fame fresh md pory:
Y fetthey carved not line-raiscd not u stone
But left him ALexE in his cIory!'
On another occasion, ion, we noticed
atsPiril in Jack that was above all praise,
An officer Of the army was on furlouph, Ia
term used, possibly, 10 save his feelings.
Tor IN inct we believe it was am eternal far.
IouSh j he was vely much addicted tu in
temperance, which, in all probability, was
the cause "f nll his m sforlune One morn.
ing, alter car"usc. he woke up and found
that some person had cut the shoulder
straps from his military coat. Natural,
sensitive. this insult drove him almos, dis
.rncled, and as dernier resort, he agoiu
baii recourse TO the bottle. About noon
he was perfect muudlin-fiientless, poor.
aud disgraced aImos. beyond rcdemp,ion
he had none to succor him. aud would no,
. Have turned up his heel to save his life"
All around were laughing. snecring, scon.
'ng' but poor Jack Moran, tho poor drunk
ell soldier still had heart that welled up
me puresL streams Of sympathy. He took
charge Of the eisgrace'i officer, and treated
MN with the tenderness Of a brother.-
An, ginllemin." said jack, ~ know tba,
am not The likes ov ye-for like 10 get
dhrunk. and be my sowl I'd be dhrunk all
the while if me fortune could afToord it,
An, poor Captuin-, knew him whin
he was man, aud Drawer nor better
soger nivir stood in shoe lcaiber. If we'd
seen him us have, wild his beautiful wife
along side ov him. his bright soord by his
side, and his eye sparklin' wild the bright
hope. ye'd not laugh a, him now. The
bloody lngun Seminolss ruined his sweet
lady-il they'd murthcred her it would ha'
been blessln'--but no matter, he's nivjr
bin the same man since p
AS noble n heart as ever beat in mans
bosom dwell in The breast Of poor Jack
Moran!'
From tho spirit of the Times
ADVENTURE OF A BASHFUI,