Weekly hawk-eye and telegraph. [volume] (Burlington, Iowa) 1855-1857, 1856-08-13
.Es AGuilsy Csnscience. n
] More ,han year has elapsed since President

More thaH year has elapsed since ffesiden
Pierce said 10 Governor Reeder,
.sTbat thss Kansas matter had given him NOR,
harassing anxiety than anything that had hap
pcned him since the loss of bss son; thatit haunt
ed him iay and night, aad was the great over
shadowing trouble Of his administration. :
Miserable mani the condemnation which ht
Is receiving from the whole country IS but The
confirmation Of the verdict which has been pro
nounced from the verdict Of his own breast
Doulgas possesses a hard and unfeeling heart.
The grossness and inscnsibility of his nature
would qualify him Tor an Inquisitor. He Is OF
too coarse mould to be much affected by the
computations of conscience. General Pierce is
of a finer nature, and however. led nstray for .
season by passion and ambition, has his hours Of
reflection, when conscience aud reason utter
their voices The black storm that raises In
Kansas has its counterpart in his own bosom
He is unhappy and wretched, and bitterly be-
walls the day when he took counsel Of Douglas.
If he believes he has gone too far to retrace his
steps, he will propably plunge into deeper guilt.
Facifis aescensus Aterni. ~ se@ a+,' '' vi
The revelation Of himself which Mr.. Pierce
made to Gov Reeder recalls Southey's descrip
ton of the Sailor who had served IN the slave
trade. The poor sailor was found in great ago
ny Of mind by a Minister of the Gospel, to whom
he made known his crimes, as follows: 80
'Oh cursed, cursed is tho deed
The wretched man replies - -
"And night and day. and every where,
'Tis still before my eyes. ''o'',
/ sailed on board Guinea man, ~. ~. .....s.
And to the slave-coas went -
Would that the sea had swallowed me }Fs
When was innocent tiI @ s.a.a esH
And we took in our cargo there,
Three hundred negro slaves, 2sa ipS s7a'
And we sailed homeward merrily g59ss "a
ge9y Over the ocean waves. yIrtft .fs.fs ssa ~.
But some were snlky of the slaves, Ef ''
,, And would not touch their meat, yga 81
So therefore we were forced by threats g3s
And blows to make them cat. ....
One woman, sulkier than the rest, ,.
Would still refuse her food "
O Jesus God! hear her cries, #slesl ia +. 4
s,s,I see her in her blood! s5.4sa4fs saasak
The captain made me tic her up, eSF a''&F
And fog while he stood by; h@E5a7s' s@s
And then he cursed me if ] stayed grs7 ng
Ny hand to hear her cry. 81, q. ..s ..,.,.
She shrieked, she groaned,-I could not
sFa3sfs spare, SEED ~5F .E5.-i sz5ssf t,ssy Il
For the captain he stood by -. t... ..s.
Dear God that might rest one night
From that poor creatures cry!a
What woman's child a sight like that ,s..s
Could bear to look upon!
And still the captain would not spare
But bade me still fog on. r.. .-f...,..- =
She could not be more glad than !, 5,.a2 d
- When she was taken down: i'd gt 81
A blessed minute twas the last s...-...f.
That have ever known
a 1 did not close my eyes all night ie,5s ri
Thinking what had done; ...3 ..,.,,.-
heard her groans, and then grew iaint
Towards the rising sun. '7'. ''' q. y
She groaned and moaned, but her voice
- =lsrE grew eg tFr' ta Fz-s 40 vga.- fEE
Fainter at morning tide; .. ,s.7qas s.s.,
:, Fainter and fainter still it came, --s ...-
Until at noon she died.
They flung her overheard poor wretch,
She rested from her pain,-.-.~,-., 80 =,
But when, 0 Christ! o blessed God =
~ Shall have rest again: 81" 'iF'-7' . 's'
-. s:la.i ,Easu. 1s5G .=at a.sss'}.4E 5aa
saw the sea close over her; ,.....5- he H..
Yet she is still in sight;
see her twisting every where; '-A@ s'1'a-
hear her day and night. as7s5 II asf
shut my eyes-it matters not tga : q
Still, still the same see,-
And when lie me down at night, .., ,..y
Tis always day with me.
Go where will, do what can, Hzs4 sFr q.
The Wicked One I see: a.. ~ ,,,-. t..- .,
Dear Christ, have mercy on my soul
IL 0 God; deliver me,n 'sfF3' '5' ET
t14-r-: ba, ~szsa e.- sa's g..rz.ra1 E} -
And SO the blood of those slain in Kansas by
he minions of the President will be stain upon
lis soul that no long agony or weary years of
'enance can efface. He can never forgive him