The Sumter banner. [volume] (Sumterville, S.C.) 1846-1855, 1849-12-12

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Gates, John Van Buren, delivered an
Grafton, in which he related the follow
ing anecdotes of the former:
'While General Scott was under
charges by order of General Jackson,
and q court of inquiry was investigating
bis conduct in Florida, party Of gen.
tlemcn met in this city, and after dinner
the conversation turned upon the sub
ject of Scott's services. Worth, indig-
nant at the proceeding, was describing
the part which Scott took in the battle
OF Niagara. He said that SCOTS brig.
adc were advancing, towards evening,
under the cover of a wood, from which
they were to deploy into the open field
Scott had already had one horse shot
under him. and, as the column were
dcploying, his second horse fell, and he
became entanglcd under it. The col
umn wavcrcd, and Worth, then his
Youngest aid, rushing to his assistance,
dislnountcd: and rendered him his horse,
saying, General, can you mount, the
column falters for a leadcr?' Scott
Immediately mounted, and riding to the
head of the column, cried out, advance
men! the nights our own," and Worth
followed Scott, as his aid on foot. At
this moment discharge of grape from
single cannon prostratcd Scott, the
horse which he rode, and his aid, Worth.
Scott and Worth were immediately
carr I'd to the rear, Scott seriously,
and Worth, as it was supposed, mortal
ly wounded. Attention was, of course,
first paid to the commanding officer. -
After some time deep groan was
heard, apparently from the adjoining
tent, and Scott, with that forgctfulness
Of himself which distinguishes him On
such occasions, begged the surgeon to
repair to the quarter whence the sound
proceeded, and attend, as he suid. sto
poor Worth, who must be dying In.
stead Of this, rs Worth concluded. sthe
cry Of agony proceeded from my faith
full dying charger, who had managed
to drag hjmselfupon three legs to The
edge Of my tent, where he had lain
down TO de- Pausing for a moment,
while there was hardly a dry eye in the
company, he added Il beg your par.
don, gentlemen, / find that, in defend
ing Gen. Scott | have been incidentally
led to describe my own service
THE SWEETNESS OF HoME.--He
who has no home has not the sweet
pleasure of life; he feels not the thous-
and cndearmcnts that cluster around
that halowcd spot to fill the void of his
aching heart, and vile away his lcis.
ure moments in the sweetest of lfe's
joys. Is misfortune your lot, you will
find friendly welcome from hearts
beating true to your own. Tie chosen
partner of your toll has smile Of ap-
probation when others have deserted, a
hand to help when all others refuse,
and heart to feel your sorrows as her
own. Perhaps a smiling chcrub, With
prattling glcc and joyous laugh. will
drive all sorrow from your carc-worn
brow, and enclose it i'll the Wreaths Of
domestic bliss.
No matter how humble the home
.us DC, Eow ueseittttt IT'S sssaa taasses Of how
poorly its inmates are clad; if true hearts
dwell there, it is yet home--a cheer.
ful, prudent wife, obcdient and Affection
ate children, will give their posscssor
more real joy than bags Of gold and
windy honor
The home of a temperate, industri-
Gus, honest man, will be his greatest
joy. He comes to it "wcary and worn,"
but the sound Of the merry laugh and
happy voice of childhood cheers him;
plain but hcalthful meal awaits him.
Envy, ambition, and strife have no
place there; and, with clear consci-
cncc, he lays his weary limbs down to
rest in the bosom Of his family, and un.
der protecting care Of the poor mans
friend and help.
Eatcntiom.--An old political song,
sung in the days Of Thomas Jefferson,
contains the following lines:
From Georgia TO Lake Ghamplain,
FIom To Mssssippi's shoIp,' &c.
How vastly has our country been extcn-
ted since What empires have been
added to its domain. The Mississippi
no longer bounds our territory, but from
the Atlantic to the Pacific, from the
St. Croix to the Rio Grande, our flag
waves over every foot of land. We
should sing now.a.days.,-
"From ;he Rio Grande's waters TO the icy
lakes of " aine."
From The broad Atantic's pillows to Nevada,
golden thuin,
The banner ofour country over ELL dominion
holds,
Making one the nsilfon hearts ,ha, beat high
beneath lis fields.
Bayard Taylor, in letter from Califesnia,