Spirit of the age. [volume] (Woodstock, Vt.) 1845-1913, 1848-05-04
WAS The yiciimized child of Cruel Destiny.

Il am saved. Thank Heaven, my dead coHIraut
and my insuted daughter shall be avenged. ;
saying he drew from his pocket lcaden bal
which he marked with his knife and carefully re
placed in his wallet. Turning TO Morton with
bitter smile, he said: Lieutenant You have tried
IS be reyenged upon one who did not deserve you
r wrath Your base conduc, has awakened all III
h deep fl es of hate which were buried in my bosor
e You shall feel my wrath at future period
'rtaruewen but remember Pierre and his Inarke
BiddinS Nusad bye 10 his old companions, h
mounted horse (which stood near him, and rod
rapidly away. @l1RA soon far from ing e- Brl!!s
camp, .bsBIupvay 10 10 '''' E''"e''''" 'O'cSS"'
-. hero, was an Italian. Ia
'e''o l'l'e' ooI'ad danced merrily beneath
MS younso, ua.s ~ (he lovely valleys of his ma
.i'o 'uA", '""u ''". with her christening hand
1--WE lamu nu' ipo,vn and misery, slaket into
his once happy homeJeoth robbed him Of hi, mos,
perity from his door, best friend HE ,yca u'b;ch
valuable treasure anNNs n tho n,,,h I,nl,, ha1
'osS "o"' ~, L;o he resolved 10 take his
only child, Frances, and de- t Lo' r"s'""u W.
ter long and tedious journey ca' mr.
rorlorn stranger and detected man. For seven
long and weary years did he toll in that famous
city, the metropolis of the world, London, in order
to gain livelihood for himself and child, yet scan
ty and miserable was the fare poor Pierre earned
by vending his p.aSteroparls casts; day after day
he loed on through the streets and alleys of this
mighty thorOughlare in spite of rain and cold, nj
the vain nope OF becoming able to return 10 Italy
with wealth sufficient TO keep him comfortably,
until he should be called to lay himself down in
the grave OF his forelarhels. But still poverty kept
him tight within her iron grasp, aud Pierre Lerohe
was no better off than when he first set foot upon
England SOL. His daughter, Frances, was now
fourteen years of age and as beautiful as nature
could form her. Her father viewed her with all a
parents pride, and wished that il was in his power
TO make his sweet Fanny more happy. she, poor
girl, was gentle and contented, and would slt al
day alone in their little obscure garret, striving 10
earn her daily subsistence by embrolderng fancy
handkerchiels for the fashionable sOre-keepers OF
Westsend. At evening, when she would hear her
father footsteps upon their narrow staircase, she
would bound TO meet him and strive to comfort
him by pouring sweet words of consolation and
comfort IN his ear.
At this period the war of the revolution was rag
ing between Great Britain and the colonies of A.
merca. Upon each prominent stand OF London,
pIacads were placed inducing men TO JON the
English army, and fight her battles in AmerIca.-
The inducements which were held out were strong
lands were promised 10 those who would serve
faithfully TO the close Of the war-and money IN
any quantity TO the yctors when the rebels were
subdued. Pierre heard the oh'er-he knew little
of the land of America and the people whom he
was to fight against, and the hope of reapng Ich
dragoon Of s biz = Eggs e 9' Geaglryif
accompanied him and attended faithfully TO his
wants and necessities. The care and affection she
evnced towards her father gained her The admrn-
ton Of ALL and numerous were the smiles and kind
words which were bestowed upon Frances, the
lovely maiden of Italy. Some two years after
Pierre had been in the army, his regiment was or
dered to Join the division under the command of
General Howe. In this division Lieutenant
named Morton, a dissouie young man who belong
ed to n noble family but had been forced TO join
the army by his father, with view of breaking
his vicious habits. He had for months noticed
Frances and eagerly watched for an opportunity to
address her; meeting her one evening as she was
carrying some refreshments to her father, he accos
ted her in familiar tone which she resented in a
manner worthy the dignity of herself and SEX
Although thus reEulsed, lie still kept on persisling
in his insults until she was obliged TO call for asss
lance.
Her father after hearing Of the matter, and burn
ing with Indignation, fastened to Morons head.
quarters 10 demand satisfaction The naughty
Lieutenant treated him with contempt and impera.
lively ordered him to mind his business and return
to his duty or he would have him punished The
proud spirit of Pierre could not brook this. The
purple tinge Of anger spread as dark cloud upon
his olive cheek and he seized the nsuer by the
throat and threw him on the ground The noise
occasioned by the sculle alarmed the camp, and
Pierre was obliged 10 reinqush tie victim of his
rage lie told the cause which prompted him 10
act thus, and some Of the standers-by commended
him for so doing For this they were arrested and
condemned to die. For this was the bloody TRACE
dy of Long Island enacted
On the morning of the third of January, six
months after Pierre had stood condemned man
on Long Island two armies could be seen approach.
ing each other in the neighborhood Of Princeton
They met and deadly conflict began--shees of
vivid deadly fire poured from the muskery, and
the cannon sung the requiem Of the victims of that |
bloody srife Rank after rank fell from the Bit |
sh Legion, and the disciples of liberty were pour
ing down upon them with terrible slaughter In |
the Coremost line Of the American army rode n \
man with swarthy skin and dark black eye. lie \
looked longing upon the ranks OF the invaders, a,
if anxious 10 discover some particular OBJ u
was contained there. Suddenly That daIR eSeiii
nm with n glare of malignant fury, and M bounded
=
man in scarlet uniform saw him advancing and
srove TO fly, bu, the pursuer gained rapidly upon
him, and he was forced 10 turn and defend his life
Each drew his sabre, and fought with fendIike
fury, but the dark skinned man soon unarmed his
opponent. Again did the vanquished one Try to
escape, hut ball from the pistol of his enemy laid
him PROSTATE in the dust TO be trampled under the
feet of his fleeing brothers.
In the form of the dark skinned man, my read
ers will recognise Pierre Lerone, in that of the
British officer Lieutenant Morton. Pierre had
kept his word-MorIon and him had met again
After the battle post mortem examination was
held upon the body Of Morton-the ball had pierre
ed his heart. When the surgeon drew it from the
wound, horizontal mark was found upon it. II )
was the ball marked by Pierre when he stood nm.
on the plains Of Long Island.
"0ld Put"-HiS Capture.