Staunton spectator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1849-1896, 1886-04-21

quired what it was. 1T is,' said he.
! Something which the doctor in the neigh
| borhood has ordered me to take every day.
'And for what complaint?' said I. 'Oh,
not much, he replied; only little itch.'
own his confession was ingenious, but
was by no means sorry that Ishad few
sheets i'll my pertmanteau. -s
"We set out very early on the 18th, in
hopes, (as we had been told), that we should
find better inn, at the distance of ten
miles; but these hopes were. vain. Mr..
Smith, a poor planter, to whom we were
recommended, had neither forage for our
horses nor anything for ourselves. He on
y assured us that eight miles farther we
should find mill, the proprietor of which
kept public house. and we found, accord
ingly, the mill and the miller. He was q
young man, twenty-five years of age, whose
charming face, fine teeth, red lips, and ro-
sy cheeks recalled to mind the pleasing por-
trait which Marmontel gives of Lubin. His
walk and carriage did not, however, cor
respond with the freshness of his looks, for
be appeared slaggish and inactive. Len
as.isaei ti.s rsas snd he ta'de.ns he'd
been in languishing state ever since tho
battle of Guilfo ID, in which he had received
lift cen or sixteen wounds with rhanger.-
He had not, like the Romans, crown to
attest his valour, nor, like the French, Ell
ther pension or certificate of honor. In
stead, he had piece of his skull, which his
wife brought to show me. l certainly lit
tie thought of finding amidst the solitudes
of America such lamentable traces of Eu-
ropean steel; but was the most touched
that it was after he had received his first
wound and been made prisoner that he had
been thus cruelty treated. This unhappy
young man acquainted me that, overcome
with wounds and wallowing in his blood, he
yet retained his presence of mind, and i'm
agining his cruel enemies would not leave
existing single witness or victim of their
barbarity, there remained no other way of
saving his life than by appearing as if he
had lost it. The al-seeing eye of Divine
Justice alone can discover and make known
the authors of such a crime but if discoy-
ered-oh, for the voice of Stentor and the
trumpet of Fame, to devote the vile per-
petrators to present and future horror, and
to announce to all sovereigns, generals, and
chiefs that the enormties which they toler-
ate or leave UNPUBLISHED will accumulate
upon their heads, and at some future time
render them the execration of posterity
still more sensible and more enlighted than
we yet are!
"Even if Mr.. Steele, (his was at what is
now Midway, our landlord, had been more
active, and his wife, who was young and
handsome, more Industrious, they could
not have supplied the total want in which
they then were of bread and everything to
drink The bread was just kneaded, but
not yet put into the oven, and as for liq-
uors, the house made use of none. The
same stream which turned the mill was the
only cellar of the young couple. But these
pastoral manners are but i'll suited to trav-
ellers. A few cakes, however, baked upon
the cinders, excellent butter, good milk,
and above all, the interest with which Mr..
Steele inspired us, made US pass agreeably
the time which was necessary to put our
horses in a condition to perform long and
difficult days journey"
OCCASIONAL.