The Grand Haven news. [volume] (Grand Haven, Mich.) 1858-18??, 1860-12-12
Death Of Young Henry Clay.

of George Lippard. 1t recites in thrill
ing words and with burning pathos the
circumstances attending tho death Of
young Henry Clay at the battle Of Beu-
pe Vista: ~
"But most sad and yet most glorious
OF all was the death of the second Henry
Clay. You should have seen him, with
his back against yonder rock, his sword
grasped firmly, as the consciousness that
he bore name that must not die inglo-
riously seemed to ill his every vein, and
dart a deadly fire from his ewes.
cat this moment he looked like the
old man. For his brow, high and retreat
ing was swollen in every vein, as though
his soul shone from it, ere she fled forev-
er. Lips set, brow knit, hand frm--a cir
Gle of his men fighting around him--ho
dashed into the Mexcaus until his sword
was wet and his arm weary with blood.
"At last, with his thigh splintered
with ball, he gathered his proud form
to its full height and fell. His face ashy
with intense agony he bade his compan-
ions to leave him there to die. That ra-
vine should be the bed Of his glory.
"But gathering around him, guard
of breast and steel-while two of them
bore him tenderly along-these mon of
Kentucky fought around their fallen hero,
and as retreating step by step, p,they launch
ed their swords and bayonets into the
faces of the foe, they said with every
blow-'Henry Clay
1T was wonderful to sec how that
name nerved their arms and called a smile
to the face of the dying hero. How it
would have made the heart of the old
man Of Ashland throb, to have heard his
name yelled rs battle cry, down the
shadows of that lonely pass.
"Along the ravine aud up the narrow
path, the hero bleeds as they bear him
on, and tracks the way with his blood
Faster and thicker the Mexicans swarm,
they see the circle around the fallen man,
even his pale face uplifted as smile
crosses its fading lineaments, and like q
pack of wolves sccnting the frozen travel
er at the dead of night, they come howl
ing up the rocks and charge on the de-
voted band with one dense mass Of bay
onets.
"Up and on! The light shines yon-
der on the topmost rocks Of the ravine.
1t is the light Of the setting sun. Old
Taylor's eye is on that rock, and there we
will fight our way, or die in the old mans
sight.
at was the murderous way, that path
up the steep bank of the ravine! Litter
ed with dead, slippery with blood, it grew
blacker every moment with Mexicans and
the defenders of the wounded hero fell
one by one into the chasms yawning all
around.
"At last they reached the light, the
swords and bayonets glittor in sight of
the contending armies, and the bloody
contest roars towards the topmost rock.
Then it was that gathering up his
dying frame-armed with supernatural
vigor-Clay started from the arms of his
supporters and stood with outstretched
hand in the light Of the setting sun. It
was a glorious sight which he saw there,
amid the rolling battle-cloud; Santa An
mas formidable array hurled back in the
ravino and gorge by Taylors little band.
But n more glorious thing it was that dy-
ing man standing for the last time, in the
sun, which never shall rise for him again.
" Leave mel! he shrieked, MS he fell
back on the sod must die here Per
il your lives no longer for me! Go, there
is work for you yonder.'
"The Mexicans crowded on, hungry
for blood. By the mere force of their
overwhelming numbers, they crushed them
back from the side of the dying Clay.
Only one fingered, brave man who had
known the chivalric soldier,and loved him
long; he stood and heard those last
words:
"7eH ny tatker how 7 died, and give
lin these pistols
Lifting his ashy face into light he
turned his face upon his comrade's--
placed the pistols in his hand--and fell
back to death.
"That comrade, with the pistols in his
grasp, fought his way along TO the top
most rock path, and only once looked
back. He saw aquivering form canopied
by bayonets-he saw those outstretched
hands graphing with points of steel
he saw a pale face lifted once in the light,
and then darkness rushed upon the life
of young Henry Clay"
Ey- Parties working a gold mino in
Wales, have discovered mineral which
is termed white metal, that has been ex-
amined by several mineralogists, none of
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