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itation several times up and down the room and
then throwing himself ACROSS the bed, seemed
sunk into restless slumber. gSE
The hour of the prisoners doom was fast apl
prachng, when seating himselfby the low stand,
he penned the following:
sTo MARION
"The hour of my doom is drawing nigh, and
feel that | must make some reparation for the
wrong have done you. Do you first remember,
Marion, the time when you awakened the pas
sion in my brest, that has resulted in an ignoble
act, for which most suffer public death? It
was in New York ci,y. had volunteered to
my country to act in the capacity Of a spy; and
had entered the city for that purpose, when, at a
ball, your allurng charms decided in my hot
brain another course. To be BRIEF loved you;
your father beheld the mutual affection that exs
listed between us, and sought me, in moment
of madness, for the purpose of engaging me to
betray my country. followed him-for your
presence urged me on to new motives and new
deeds. He proposed to me conditions by which
could win your hand. l knew | had you
heart, but that you would not consent to be mine
against your fathers will. I accepted his pro
posal. Oh, God! twas to yield to him plan by
which to aid him in his plot againt my country;
but the omnpotent hand of God frustrated me
in my deslgns-1 awoke on this fearful morning
from my dream to see you standing me,
| cursed you as the cause of my ignomany. For
give me, Marion, for the harsh words then
wounded pride.
| 81 have but few moments more to live l
would have seen you once more, Marion! but,
no! could not look upon you without unnerv-
ing me to meet my fate. Farwell! Marion,
FAREWELL We will meet again in another world
! PHILIP"
He had folded this letter, and was about seal
ing it, when his father entered the room. The
tottering steps of the old man, as he came to this
last embrace of his son, showed plainly the an
guish that bowed his spirit. That step, once
firm, weak and feeble, scarce able to
lsupport his aged frame.
"My son. said he, tremblngly, "I have come
to bid you last farewell. l am old, and will
not survive you long l can forgive you, but
your country can never-no, never.
"Father, do not wiring my heart with these
words l have suffered much for the wrong
have done my country, and my memory may be
cursed in the land that gave me birth; but have
your forgiveness, and will soon go to him who is
all love. This one thought braces me to meet
, letter, and when | have obeyed the sentence Of
: my country, give 1t to Marion-her who sought
of you admittance to my prison. Take it, faith
, er, ne said, eagerly pressing it within the old
mans hand "Take it, and he strained him to
his bosom with passionate embrace.
; They stood thus when the guard entered to
conduct the prisoner to the place of execution
The youth relaxed his hold and gazed upon the
features of his father, pale and full of sorrow,
and then tearing himself from his convulsive
grasp, he said, turning towards the guard:
| "Heed my last request, if you would add one
soothing thought to my closing moments. Stay
one of you with the old soldier, my father, till he
has recovered from the shock that now over
whelms him. Let him not witness my fate"
and following the guard, pausing several times
to look back at the old man, who was supported
by one OF the soldiers he passed out of the room.
Folding bis arms across his breast, and glanc-
ing once more at the ranks of his countrymen,
in which he once served, and who now stood
looking upon him as the warning example of a
traitors doom, he bowed his head upon his bo-
som. moment of dreadful pause ensued; the
sharp crack of dozen rifles announced the full
hlment of the sentence. He had died without
struggle.
: The body Of the traitor had scarcely been in
tered when intelligence came of the surrender
of Fort Washington. This news added a still
{ deeper dismay to the i'll fortunes that pursued
the hopes of the small band af struggling free
men. Washington, on the confirmation of the
news Of the sad event, ordered an immediate eva
cuation of Fort Lee, but they had barely time to
effect it, when they were closely pursued by
detachment of the enemy under Lord Cornwall
lis. AS the last corps left the Fort, old SOL
der who had fingered near fresh mound Of
earth in one corner of the Fort fastened to Join
the ranks, but he had to fight his way through
a column OF British, who were Just entering. a
maiden rushed forward, as the old soldier left,
and threw herself across the mound. The Brit
ish at this moment had entered, and the maiden
was recognized as the fugitive daughter of Gen.
S Howe. But when the father gazed upon his
: chila, he only beheld a wreck Of blasted hope.
r Marion Howe lived but a short time; and the
last words that fell from her lips were, tsPhlp,
come to meet you. <...--
t The had ended, and the welcome voice
from the trumpet of liberty sounded its proud
t notes to the world, and made the hearts of it's
striving sons rejoice, for now the battle over,
and they could repose upon its laurels. An old
. soldier laid upon couch, while several of his
comrades were gathered around He was dying
Raising himself from his bed, he looked for
t moment in the faces of those of his countrymen
= who had shared with him the privations Of a long
j campaign, and then, in feeble voice, said:
81 will soon leave you, comrades. We have
lived to see our country free. You may long
live to enjoy it's fruits, while will 60 to meet
| my son in another world. Listen, comrades! to
? my last request. When am dead, lay me be-
side my son. loved him, and had it within my
power to have set him free, but he had BETRAYED
our country, and left him to the doom Of
traitor. l-go-now,'' and here he fell back on
the bed, and his companions pressed closer their
to catch the last of the sentence; he family
articulated, "to--meet-him m--in--another--
, world
e AS he finished the sentence, they each passed
a hand across his brow, but it was only to feel
the chill presence of death. The spirit Of the
old soldier had fled, to meet, as was his feryent
It prayer, his son in another world.
e CLAuDIERE GOLD MIEEs.-We know that
:: twenty or thirty men have for the last month
l been steadily at work in digging and mining foI
e gold, and that a good deal has been discovered
d Several gentlemen ofthe city are connected with
the enterprise, and trust it will be success
full one. Great hopes are entertained that valua
d BILE copper will be found in Inverness If works
were established there they would materially
lbeneftthat section Of the district.
h [Quebec Chronicle, Aug.6.
IS TASTE OF 4 BLACK BIRD FOR FINE THINGS
ID A DREAM.-A young lady, Of Montrose, En-
It gland, short time since, lost point lace cola
h (made by her own needle) which had been Iii
on the grass TO bleach. A few nights af,sr, II
is lady dreamed that her collar was in baok bird
in another part Of the garden, and afef dress