The Middlebury register. [volume] (Middlebury, Vt.) 1850-1882, 1851-01-15

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The excitement of the crowd was tire
mehdous. Their united life and soul appear
cd TO hang on the burning tongue Of the
stranger. lie inspired them with the power
Of his own passions. He saturated them will
the poison of his own malicious feelings. III
seemed to have stolen natures long .hiddcr
secret Of attraction. He was the sun to the
sea of thought and emotion, which rose ant
fell and boiled in pillows as ho chose. Blu
his greatest triumph was to come.
His eyes began to glare furiously at the
assassin, Hopkins, as his lean, taper finger
slowly assumed the same direction. lie hem
med the wretch around with circumvalIa
ton of strong evidence and impregnablc ar
gument, cutting oil all hope of escape. III
piled up huge basions of insurmountabl
facts He dug beneath the murderer ant
slandercr'5 feet, bitches OF dilemmas, such a
no sophiStry could oyerleap, and no stretcl
of ingenuity eyade and having thus, a
one might say, impounded the victim, ant
girt him about like scorpion, in the circl,
Of fire, he stripped himself to TIE work o
massacre
o then, but it was a vision both gor
rious and dreadful to behold the orator
His actions, before graceful as the wave o
the golden willow in the breeze, grew i'm
petuous as the motion of an oak in the hurri
cane. His voice became a trumpet, filled
with wild whirlwinds, deafening the car with
crashes Of power, and yet ntcrmingled with
sweet undcrsong of the sofiest cadence.
His face was as red as a drunkards - his
forehead glowed like heated furnace-his
countenance looked haggard like that Of a
maniac and ever and anon he flung his
long, bony arms on high, as if srasping af-
ter thunder-bolts He drew picture OF
murder in such appalling colors, that in com.
parison hell itself might be considered beau.
tiful. He painted the slanderer so black
that the sun seemed dark at MONDAY when
shining on such all accursed monster-and
then he fixed both portraits on the shrinking
brow of Hopkins, and he nailed them there
forever. The agitation of the audience
nearly amounted to madness.
All at once the speaker descends from his
periious height. His voice walled out for
the murdered deal, and then described the
sorrows of the widowed living the beauti.
ful Mary, more beautiful every moment, as
her tears flowed faster-till men wept, and
lovely women sobbed like children.
lie closed by strange eShoitation TO the
jury, and through them to the by-stsnders.
he entreated the panel, after they should
bring IN their verdict for the plaintiff, not TO
oiier violence to the defendant, however
richly lie might deserve it; in other words.
not to lynch the villain, Hopkins, but leave
his punishment to God"
This was the most artful trick of .ll, and
the best calculated to insure vengeance.
The jury rendered a verdict for fifty
thousand dollars; and the night afterwards.
Hopkins was taken cut of his bed by lvnch.
ers, and beaten amoet to death.
As the Court adjourned, the stranger
made known his name, and called the a.ten-
ton of the people with the announcement
Sc John Taylor will preach here this evening
at carly candle-light' -
The crowd, Of course, all turned out. and
Taylor's sermon equalled, il it did not sur.
pass,the sp!endor Of his forensic effort This
Is no exaegeration. have listened to Clay,
Webster, and Calhoun-to Dewey, Tync.
and Bascom and have never heard anv.
tLlng in the form of sublime words even re-
motely aPproxlmatins the eloquence of John
Taylor-massive as mountain, and wildly
rushing as cataract Of FIRE. And this is
the opinion Of all who heard the marvellous
man.