The daily crescent. [volume] ([New Orleans, La.]) 1848-1851, 1850-09-25

e..n,.. ~ The mountains, who had never before
nss9 he interior of a hall of justice.
81 5,.,I,, The cause and object of the laughter
.nsised 4, Turning bis head gradually, so to
live each laugher look Of infinite scorn, he eiacu
fs,sd the single word" Savages"
M pen can describe the unspeakable malice,
,hs Jefant forcs which he threw into that term
nj largtiage can express the Internal Juror of his
,fterspce although it hardly exceeded whisper.
Rnt he accented letter if it were separate
emission of FIRE that scorched his quivering lips,
LAYING horrible emphasis on the $, both al the begin
ming and end of the word " savageS!i"
Ii was a mixed sound, intermediate between the
growl Of red tiger and the hiss of a rattesnake-
q Sauages," Ii cured every body of a disposition
TO laugh.
The general gaze, however, was then diverted
by the advent Of the fair prisoner, who came in
surrounded by her guard. The apparition was
enough TO drive even cynic mad, for hers was a
style Of beauty to bewider the tamest imagination
and melt the coolest heart, leaving in both imaei-
nation and heart cleaning picture, enamelled
with fire and fixed in frame of gold from the stars
II was the spell of an enchatmen: 10 be felt as well
as seen. GU might feel it in the flashes of her
counenance, clear as sunlight, brilliant as the iris
IN the classic contour of her features symmetrical
as II cut with an artists chisel in her hair of rich
ngiets, flowing without braid, softer than silk
inner than gossamer; in her eyes, blue the heaven
OF southern summer, large, liquid, dreamy; in her
motions, graceful, swimming, like the gentle waf.
lures oil birds wing in the sunny air; in her figure,
slight, ethereal-a sylph's 81 seraph's and more
than an IN the everlasting smile of the rosy lips,
SO frank, serene, so like starlight and vet thrill
ing the soul a shock of electricity.
As the unfortunate girl, tastefully dressed, so
Incompatible as to personal charms, calmly took
her place before the bar Of her judge, murmur of
admiration arose from the multitude, which the
prompt interposition of the court could scarcely
repress from swelling into deafening cheers. The
murmer was followed by loud, unearthly gruan
from solitary bosom, as of some one in mortal
anguish. All eyes were centered on the stranger
and all were struck with surprise and wonder for
his features writhed if in torture-torture that
his rain of tears could not assuage. But what
could be the cause of his sudden emotion! Could
any connection exist between him, the apparently
rude hunter, and that fairy girl, more beautiful
than blossom of summer, and in countenanCe
celestial as start
The Judge turned to the prisoner Emma
Greenleaf, the court has been informed that your
counsel, Col. Linton, is sick, and cannot attend.
Have you employed any other "
She answered in voice sweet as the MARBLE OF
ihe nIghungale, and clear as the song of the sky
4 lark: My enemies have bribed all the LAWYERS,
even my own, TO be sick but God will defend the
innocent.''
AT this response, so touching in its simple pathos
portion of the auditors buzzed applause and the
rest wept. On the instant, however, the leather.
robed stranger whose aspect had previousy ex-
cited SO much merriment, approached the prise
and whispered something in her ear She bounded
several inches from the floor, uttered wild Shrek
anu tnen stood pale and trembling, as if in the
presence Of ghost from the grave. ALL now,
could perceive that there must be some mysterious
connection between the two, and the scene as
sumed the profound interest of genuine romance.
dhe stranger addressed the court in accents SON
orons as the tone of an organ: MAY it please
your honor, will defend the legal rights of the
lady,"
What! exclaimed the astonshed Judge, care
you licensed attorney!"
The question is immaterial and irrelevant
replied the stranger, with sheer, as your statute
eniiues any person to act as counsel at the request
of a party"
But does the prisoner request it! :" asked the
judge.
" Let her speak for herself" said the stranger.
DO, was her answer, as a long drawn sigh
escaped that seemed 10 re6d her very heart-strings
w ast Is Your name, as it must be placed on the