Portage sentinel. [volume] (Ravenna, Ohio) 1845-1854, 1848-02-16
Gorwin.t the Traitor.

VVA WIN, tu0 ITdltOr.
Over the head of Tom Corwin there hangs a
sword suspended by a single hair-fall it will
escape it he cannot Before him on the wall is
inscribed, in bold and terrible characters, the
$ sentence Of the traitor-change it he has not the
power mitigate it is not in mortals He feels it
all, and already quails--the friends who once
shouted loud his praises, are now silent amid the
exscrations of his countrymen; even they who
glericd in his guilt are impotent in his defence.
, ARNOLD left the country he had dishonored and
would have sold, to escape the terrible retribu-
tion Of his countrymen-and had he clung to the
soil and escaped the jibbet the life that he would
have lived would have been q "night of years.
CoKwIN will stand for time in the Senate House.
and then he will as effectually be blotted from
the affections Of American patriots as was Ar
nolds remembered, like Arnold, only to be cursed
We copy the following from the Valley Spirit,
Shippensburg Pa:-Ohio Eagle.
THE CARRIER s DREAM.
DAr's TArroo beat-Night's curtain fell
On busy town and lonely dell,
Whilst Ger the eastern mountains cone,
The rising morn in splendor shone,
And from its seat in space afar,
Looked down on earth the twnkling star.
Such was the time and such the scene,
The eve and midnight hour between,
When on my lowly, humble bed,
) Istretched my limbs and laid my head,
The moonbeans through my casument crept,
And 10! dreamed the while slept.
"Visions Of the days departed ess
Shsdowy phantoms filed my brain
They who live in history only
C,m,to walk the earth again"
Before me marched the men who bore
The battles brunt in days of yore-
The warriors stern, the statesmen bold,
Who brav'd King George and spurn'd his gold,
And won, by toiling hand to hand,
The independence ofthe land
Which now. thank God, can boast to be i
The freest land of all lands free
Then by me strobe, with noisless tread
The shadows of the gallent dead,
Who poured their blood on Mexic's plain
Profuse as clouds poured out the rain
The shades Of Ringgold, Watson, Brown,
Whose blazing stars in blood went down:
Of Hardin, Clay, Mckee and Yell,
Who, brayely fighting, nobly fell;
And Ridgely, 'bravest of the brave"
Whom fame denied soldiers grave. |
When these had passed, another cams-
Unknown his form, unnam ed his name
: Who fell beneath the treach 'rous blows
Ofhelps worst brood, the Ranoheros;
Who tore his quiv'ring limbs apart,
And on the bushes hung his heart.
.sWhat means this sisht2" Iasked at last,
When all save one had by me passed.;
"Why rise the shadows of the dead,
In winding sheets from CORY bed
The dead, who nobly "sunk to rest,
BY all their country's wishes blest.D
eHath Sacrilege defled the graves
Where rest the bones of Freedoms braves,
Or Slander, with envenomed tongue,
Sought out q meal those graves amongl
Speak! lingering spirit-tell me true,
What brings the dead again to view?2
No word he spake, though dark his look,
But from the FIRE fagot took,
And on the wall, within my reach,
In blazing words, wrote sCoRwIs's SPEECH"
Then on the hearth the brand he threw,
And instantly was lost to view. -
Isaw it all! *z* Before me stood
The foulest whelp of helps foul brood,
Who babe the fierce Guerilla bands,
A 'swelcomef give, with "BLooDY HasDs".
To fair Columbia's warrior braves,
In deep and sshospitable graves!'
He disappeared n The was filed
With smoke from sulph'rous fire distilled,
And through the door, with thund'ring tread,
The DEvIL strobe and faced my bed,
And thus he spake: II wear the crown
Of fiery realms in space far down,
And those who meet my wishes best -
''The honors;' take from all the rest
ENeRAvED on MY HEARTo HEARTS
AkE CORWIN'S CLAIMS TO HOTTEST rARTsw
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