The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1849-10-03

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and wasted; coarse food she could not
take--death seemed inevitable. Milk
was her only nourishment--this poo,
lad sold all but his garment to buy the
goat, now slaughtered at your feet
from day to day, and week to week
unknown to his poor, dying mother, de-
prived himself of nccdful food that the
animal, to him a sacred thing. since his
mothers life depended on it, might not
want proycndcr-nay, when your pro
clamation was made known, dared to
despisc it for parents life.'
i am sorry for him, most sorry, said
the governor, with melting eyes, 'but
justice must be done. Father, prepare
your pcnitcnt for heaven
'My lord, grant me one prayer; ask
not for my lifc,' cried Caspar, syou say
it's forfeit, the cruelty of the times de-
mands it-letit go; the sentence cannot
stain my memory--lct it go. But my
mother-oh! my lord! if ever yours
were dear to you, protect mine when ]
am gone; save her from the Sharp mis-
cry Of
A piercing shrek was at this moment
heard; u shrink of such wild agony, that
the sterrnest soldier felt his heart grow
cold at the sound. Another moment,
and the wrctched widow, nerved by des.
peration, burst through the crowd, and
fell upon her sons neck. sCaspar! my
own boy! my brave-brave
20 God! she's deadn exclaimed Cas-.
par, as he bchcld the white face, the
fixed lips, Of his motionless parent.
The soldiers gathered about the mother
and son, and a murmur of compassion
rose from the crowd. The governors
wife and daughter had heard the tale,
and flew to the spot to sue for mercy.
Still, unconscious of the presence of all,
save the one dear object, Caspar gazed
on the pale features of the widow.
She's, dcad--dead!' he uttered, in that
cold hopeless voice, that sounds Of a
broken heart.
No, no, my son, her pulse beats,
said the Monk, she breathes.'
'Hark, harkn exclaimed o soldier,
and he leapt upon the wall-'the trum.
pets! our fricnds' A loud huzza rose
from the garrison.
'Silencc1 cried the Governor, Il hear
nothing;' and there was q profound
pause, and the gloom of disappointment
gathered on the faces of all men, who,
with hushed breath, listened, their
brows growing darker with the silence.
Another second, and the trumpets came
shrilly OH the wind--shouts rose from
the garrison, and thousand weapons
weapons flashed from their scabbards.
My lord, sword!--let me-lct me
die there" and Caspar, the monks having
borne away his mother, rushed to the
foot Of the governor, and pointed beyond
the walls.
4 grant your prayer cried the gov
ernor;; 'and now. men, unbar the gates,
and sally upon them: we hare the foe
between us.
Wild and joyous were the shouts
with which the men rushed on the be-.
sicgcrs, who, hcmmed between the two
parties, were, after fierce and sangui-
nary flight, utterly defeated.
Many were the deeds of valor done
that day. Caspar fought as though he
hungcrcd for death; at least twenty of
the foe fell beneath his maiden sword.
He returned to the city with tho con-
qucrors, and the next day appeared be-
fore the governor.
My lord,' said Caspar, Il am still
your prisoner. sought for death
And have found knighthood: I mark.
cd You on the ficld,' said the governor,
sam myself your debtcr for life.
Knecl, and rise valiant knight
The filial piety, the bravery, of young
Caspar became famous story through
the city. The fair daughter Of the 60
vernon had heard from his mothers own
lips the history of her sons virtues,
learned from her father the glory of his
deeds, and, with her fathers glad con-
sent, became in after years the young
knights bride.
From the day of the battle the widow
gathered health and strength, and lived
to be a grcy-haired matron, happy in
her sons greatness.
In the cathedral of the bcsioged city,
may be seen monument. where, lying
AZ the feet of warrior in complete
mail, is sculptured young milch goat.
That monument records the filial picty
of Caspar Brandt.
What q beautiful comment the fol-
lowing is upon n good housewife: 'To
hear her converse, you would suppose
she did nothing but read; to have look
cd through the department of her house
hold, you would have supposed she nev