The Yazoo Democrat., 1854-10-11


end n has been the constant cry of the faint
hearted from the earliest days of the Republic
lStiIl the :. outward bound" went on until they
reached the shores of the Pacific, and sent back
their ships freighted with gold. Outward
bound" is the joyous cry of the men of progress
--of the men who spread knowledge civiliza-
1 ton and the blessings of liberty The shout
has been g Westward, ho" Let us now take
up the cry of old fogydom"-s outward
bound"-as our fathers did the tune of Yankee
Doodle, and nationalize It.
yICIsSITUDES OF A WoMAN's LIFE.
The following remarkable and touching
lucrative is from German paper at st; Louis
-another instance of rfSs remark that ''tluth
is sometimes 81 anger than fiction .
ga few dasf sineS at st. LOUIS at an early
hour in the morning, the common dead wag-
on, which at the cost of the city conveys
fiendIess panpers to their last home, stopped
before house in the southern part of the
town. The driver got down, went into the
house, and soon after appeared at the door,
along with another Indifferent looking man,
carrying cofin of rough boards The cof
fin was put into the wagon, and the wheels
ratified away over the empty streets to the
lplace of interment. No one followed it with
looks of sorrow; no one stood with heavy
heart beside the grave, as the clods fell upon
the offin. And yet chat coffin hid the form
of woman once the object of countless at
Itentions. who was once honored admired.
envied in society, who controlled vast riches,
and who, but few years since, before she
trod the shores Of America, could look for
ward to happy and contented old age.
The deceased WIS Rosa Neschemi, the
daughter Of an immensely rich noblem.en.-
| In her early youth she was attached to the
court of the Austrian emperor, where, at the
age of eighteen, she married French noble
man, who was also very rich. She lived af
terw..rd, for long and happy years. partly on
The estates of her husband, partly in journeys
through Germany, Spain, Italy and England,
and bore her husband three sons, who receiv-
ed the beat education, and on whom their pa
rents looked with the greatest pride.
This happiness was interrupted by the Ju-
lly revolution at Paris. Rosa's huaband was
actively engaged in it, and fell on July 2sth,
shot through by three bullets. His name
may still be readin the place de la Bastile.
OF the sons the eldest young man of re-
rn.srllsble talents, had greatly succeeded in
Spain, and was at that time private secretary
to King Ferdinand After the death of the
king he withdrew to a country-house near
Valencia, where, as is supposed, he was as.
s.sssinated. The second son, who had become
priest, was special favorite of Pope Gre
CORY; but he, too, died shortly after this event.
The third. who wps then quite young, remain
ed with the mother, who had found an asylum
in Switzerland, whittier she brought the rel-
les of her fortune. When he was sixteen he
left his mother and went to America. IN
New Orleans he found employmentande earn
ed money, but bad company and a natural
disposition to excess soon led him astray,
and about FIVE years ago he resorted to the
/, lat desperate means Of reviying his credit
by inducing his gray haired mother to come
! to this country. She could not resist the en-
treaties Of her only son, and dcame. She was
able to get together $4,000 in cash, which
her son very soon dissipated. Some two
years ago he ended hiscareer in News Orleans,
by stabbing a creole. He fled to California,
and the aged mother, to whom New Orleans
had naturally become hateful, went up the
river to st. Louis.
One morning of week before last, at early
dawn, the miserable city dead-cart Of St.
Louis bore the mortal remains of Rosa Mes
chemi to the place OF their last unwept re-
] pose. Such is life.