Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1857-02-25
THE WARRIOR MAIDEN.

ade had the good fortune 10 save tue !ue VI d
voung, beautiful, and dark-eyed Creole girl,
called Sally St. Clair. Her susceptible nature
was overcome with gratitude to her preservsr,
and this soon ripened into passion OF love, OF
the most deep and fervent kind. She lavished
upon him the whole wealth of her affections,
and the whole depths of passion nurtured by
southern sun. When he was called upon to
ioin the ranks of his country's defenders, the
prospect of their separation almost maddened
her. Their parting came; but scarcely was
she left alone, ere her romantic nature prompted
the means of their reunion. Once resolved,
no consideration of danger could dampen her
spirit, and no thought of consequences could
move her purpose. She severed her long and
lefty ringlets and provided herself with male
attire. In these she robed herself and set
forth to follow the fortunes of her lovcr.'
A smooth-faced, beautiful and delicate strip
pling appeared among the hardy, rough and
giant frames who composed the corps to which
Jasper belonged. The contrast between the
STRIPPING and these men, in their uncouth garbs,
their massive faces, embrowned and discolored
by sun and pain, was indeed striking. But
none were more eager for the battle, or so in
different to fatigue, as the fair-faced boy. 1t
was found that his energy Of character, resolu-
ton and courage, amply supplied his lack OF
physique. None ever suspected him TO be a
woman. Not even Jasper himself, although
she was often by his side, penetrated her dis
guise.
The romance of her situation increased the
feryor of her passion. 1t was her delight to
reflect that, unknown to him, she was by his
side to watch over him in the hour of danger.
She fed her passion upon him in the hour Of
slumbcr; lowering near him when stealing
through the swamp and thcket, and being al
ways ready to avert Ganger from his head.
But gradually there stole melancholy pre-
sentiment over the poor girls mind. She had
been tortured with hopes deferred the war
was prolonged and the prospect of being re-
stored to him grew more and more uncertain.
But now she felt that her dream of happiness
could never be realized. She became convinced
| that death was about to snatch her away from
his side; but she prayed that she might die,
and hc never know to what length the violence
of her passion had led her.
It was OH an eve before battle. The camp
had sunk into repose. The watchfires were
burning low, and only the slow tread of senti-
nels fell upon the profound silence Of the night
air, as they moved through the dark shad-
ows of the forest Stretched upon the ground,
with no other couch than blanket, rcpoSed
the war.like form of Jasper. Climbing vines
trailed themselves into canopy above his head,
through which the stars slone down softly.
The faint flicker from the expiring emberS OF
fire, fell athwart upon mis- countenance, and
tinged the cheek of one who bent over his
couch. It was tue smooth-faced STRIPPING. She
bent low down, as if to listen to his dreams, or
to breathe into his soul pleasant visions OF love
and happiness. But tears trace themselves
down the fair ones check, and fall silently and
rapidly upon the brow of her love-:
4 mysterious voice las tolu her that the
hour of PARTING has come that tomorrow her
destiny is consumated. There is one last, long,
lingering look, and then the unhappy maiden Is
seen to tear herself away from the spot, to
weep out her sorrow in privacy.
Fierce and terrible is the conflict that On the
morrow RACES on that spot. Foremost in that
battle is the intrepid Jasper, and ever oy his
side fights the STRIPPING warrior. Often, during
the heat and smoke, beams suddenly upon tue
ewes of jasper the melancholy face of the maid
en- In the thickest of the fight, surrounded oY
enemies, the lovers fight side by side Sudden
" lance is levelled at the breast of Jasper !;
but swifter than the lance is Sally st Clair
There is wild cry, and at the feet OF Jasper
sinks. the maiden with the lile-blood gushing
from her white bosom, which has been thrown
as shield, before his breast. lie heeds not
now the din, nor the danger OF the contct ;
but down by the side Of the dying boy he
kneels. Then, for the first time, does he learn
the STRIPPING is his love that often by the camp
fire and in the swamp. she has been by his
side; that the dim visions in his slumber OF an
angel-face lowering over him, had indeed been
true. In the midst Of the battle, with her lover
by her side, and the barb in her bosom, tile
hei olc maiden dies
Her name, her sex, and her noble devotion,
soon became known through the corps. There
was q fearful group gathered around her grave
there was not one of those hardy warriors VINO
did not bedew her grave with tears. lhey
buried her near the river Santce "ln green
SHADY nook, that looked as if it had been stolen
out of Paradise"
Coon OyE.-County court was sitting
awhile ago in --, on the banks OF the Coh-
necticut: 1t was not far from this time OF the
year-cud weather, anyhow-and knot OF
LAWYERS had collected around the old Franklin
in the bar room. The fire blaZed, and mugs OF
f1ip were passing away without a sroan, when
in came rough, eaunt looking "babc OF the
woods.n klnpsack on shoulder and stall IN hand
lie looked cold, and half perambulated tile
circle that hemmed in the fire, as witha wall ol
brass, looking for chance to warm his Sims.
Nobody moved, however; and unable to sit
down, for lack Of clair, he did the next best
thing-leancd against wall, with tears in his
fists and his eyes doubled up" and listened to
the discussion on tie proper way oil serving
referee on a warrantec deed as if he was the
Judge to decide the matter. Soon he attracted
the attention of the company, and young sprlg
spoke to him.
.You look like traveller"
"Wall, I s'pose am; come from Wisconsin
afoot, at any rate"
one pair of legs. say, did you everpass through
hi in your travels ?"
"Yes. sir,n he answered, kind Of wicked
look stealing over his ugly phizmahogomy. VI
been through the outskirts"
II thoug ght likely. Well, what are the man
ners and customs there? some of us would like
to know" :,
cob" says the pilgrim, deliberately, half
shutting his eyes and drawing round the corner
of his mouth till two rows of yellow stubs, with
n mass of masticated pig tail appeared through
tbe slit in his cheek, "you'll find them much
the same as in this rcsion-fhe to~yers sal @'ga-
est The fire!
SUrrERlyG.-About thirty emigrant passen'
oors and several of the crew from the ship Sam.
sx,ei P,sseN from China for New York, were
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