Southern standard. [volume] (Columbus, Miss.) 1851-1856, 1853-03-19
A Victim of Love,
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Simon Girty, what brought you here said
the Mayor to an inebrated individual this morn
ing, as he closed his trials.
ga Waterman, please your Honor" replied ST.
mon.
'What did he bring you for ?"
''Ah, sir, that is more than I know Since
have become victim Of"
''Intemperance 20
'sNo, sir, not of intemperance, although I Of
ten drown my sorrows in the bacchanalian cup
but of love-of love sir-since have become
victim of love, trouble myself but little in regard
to what becomes of me-"
care you in love- Simon 20
ooh please, sir, don't pierce my heart with
such an inquiry I am victim-a heart-broken
victim to that strongest of all passions which rakes
the human heart
"Can you not tell us your tale of sorrow, ST.
mon 90 kindly asked the Marshal, eve may have
it in our power to relieve you. Here (pointing to
the reporters) are number Of gentlemen of the
press and if you only excite their sympathies, they
might do something for you.'
"You that have tears to shed prepare to shed
them now,'' responded Simon, as he leaned against
the table, as if he intended to tell long as well
as sorrowful tale. 'You see gentlemen he pro-
ceeded, that am fallen man. The fire of en-
ergy no longer lights my eyes, the rosy hue Of
health blooms not upon my cheeks, and my hair is
assuming the color of old age. Gentlemen, I an
the victim of love, and would be obliged to one o
you for a chaw of tobacco
He was supplied with the weed.
'sTwo years ago, first met Mary Mayfeld. and
oh heavens, how it makes my heart tremble t.
mention that name. She was matchlessin beauty
queen in action and was most lovely to look up
on. All gentlemen, need tell you that sh
stole my heart? That my whole soul was wrap
ped in her endearng charms and that l forgot al
things, saw nothing, felt, nothing, swee
Mary Mayfeld Driven by desperation, l threv
myself at her feet, begged her to take me as he
S slave. Tears were in my eyes, and bowed befor
e her queenly person. felt utterly powerless. I'm
n agine, gentlemen, my compassion, my horror, m
2 torment, when she gave slight push with til
delicate foot, and said to me-'Go long, goa dr.
n ty scrab goa, amt got money enough for th'
e child %
e Simon here covered his face with his hands as
II to hide his agony. Recovering in few moments
n he proceeded
! 81 instantly resolved to drown myself, and PR
Is ceeded at once to put my resolution into operation
Having from my childhood days dread of tt
: external application of cold water / resorted
= the slower but more agonizing mode Of droWnin
= myself by the internal administration of liquo
~ more eongenial to my sense of feeling. ha'
: drank, drank and drank, but as yet have not SUI
y ceeded. | am now out of means, and If any
= you gentlemen could furnish me with the dimes
&c purchase few more drains, think will be alb
" to accomplish my purpose. Cantgou lend a fl
at loU a picayune?"
Il UNCLE TOW IN sAxoNY.- foreign correspo
US dent of the Newark Daily Advertiser. writl
a from Dresden, Saxony, january 9th, notes the fl
n lowing incident of deception:
" "A few weeks ago, at the annual fair in Dire
den, one of the greatest curiosites of the day W
al a negro woman with large iron ring in her no,
nd represented as a fugitive from slavery She v
ne pictured upon the outside of the building chain
of by the ring, and driver, holding long whip
az his hand. standing by. The admittance was abb
r. Eve cents United States currency. Thousar
hocked to see her, in order to gather from life
idea of American slavery. It was good specn
nj ton for the exhibitor | understand the abe
for forms travelling exhibition, making tour Of
iwhoIeof Europe