The Weekly Independent. (Belton, Tex.), Vol. 2, No. 30, Ed. 1 Saturday, November 21, 1857 Page: 1 of 4
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Belton, Bell County, Texas, Saturday, November 21, 1857.
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to tho advancement of the personal inter- fidence reposed iu his B
William Granby was what thej "Come, Mary," said young Single-
girls of our village called a hand- ton, trembling, "let's leave him." #
some man, and none of the youth "You will, eh?" cried Burke, sei-
envied him the flattering encomiums zing Mary by the arm, and drawing
be received from thefemale portion her back.
of our community, for as we became i to be continced.
acquainted we loved him for the [ •— '•••••-
manly and generous qualities we What London will Say.—when
found in# him.,, He was a warm Thread-needle street, (London,) sees
friend, and a no'fcle opponent. wliat Wall street is doing,—that is,
And Granby had proved himself sending/or, instead of sending specie
an excellent physician, too j and; *—there wilí bo open war there made
though h¡é had been in our. village j upon "Cotton," "American Flour,"
but a year and a month, yet the con- i and everything else American,—in
to keep si
kill was far; order
ests of the writer, will be inserted gratis.' greater than had been relapsed in the
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columns on anv tebms. ¡ pteceeded mot.
X. B.—All advertisements riot marked One day some of us went into his
with the length of time desired for publica . study—he was un:
tion, will be inserted ull forbid,and charged ¿,¿jy three-and-twi
SCJobWokxexecuted toorderwith neatness ¡ a bathelor—we wcré invited in as
and dispatch. ! we walked down by his boarding
(D*AU kinds ofproducetaken in exchange, place, and were pleased to accept
i.T subscription, advertising and job work t],0 invitation. His study was a
| gem of a place for comlbrt, and
i among tho articles not absolutely
necessary for the study of his pro-
fession we detected a riile; a set of
boxing gloves; a pair of foils; a
pair of heavy wooden swords;
-it 'his Office.
MIS! ELLAXEOl SJEADKjh
From the N. Y. Ledger.
1b« Village- Bruro.
by sylvan us cobb, jr.
Nearly every country village has
its "bravo.'1 Wc do not mean "An
Assassin," nor "A man who murders
for hire," as Worcester explains the
word; but we mean the one man be-
fore whom all others must give way
—the man who can "whip anybody
in the town"—the great big animal
who thinks his position enviable,
and who is envied by men with little
bodies and littler brains.
Our village had its bravo, at all
events; and a perfect type of his
class lie was, too. His name was
Jonathan Burke, though I never
heard him called ' Jonathan,1 but once,
and that was before a justice's
court. Jack Burke was his name
■"the world over," as he often said.
He was a big, burly fellow; six feet
and two inches tall; with broad,
massive shoulders; great, long arms;
and a head like a small pumpkin.—
His face was characteristic. A low,
receding forehead; small, pug nose;
thick, heavy lips; and a broad,
deep chin. His eyes were of a
light grey, verging upon a cat-like
green, while his hair, which was
coarse and crisp, was of a burnt,
sun-dried color, neither red nor flax
en, nor yet of a dark hue. The only
feature in the whole man which ten-
ded to detract from his herculean
proportions was the flat, or rather
hollow, appearance of his breast.
To one skilled in anatomy, or physi-
ology, it would have been at once
apparent that he had but little of
what is generally denominated "bot-
tom," and that a long continued phy-
sical effort would have reduced his
"wind" to a weak point.
Jack Burke was born and reared
in our village, and ever since he
had begun to go to school, he had
been the terror of all unlucky wights
who chanced to cross his path, He
beat his companions without mcrcy,
and took delight in being feared.—
As he grew older, he became more
insolent and overbearing, and at the
time of which we write he was dis-
liked by all the decent people of
the place. His voice was loud and
coarse, and it broke in upon all cir-
cles which might be gathered near
him.
And then this bravo did not pos-
sess that spirit of generosity usual-
ly betrayed by those who happen to
be giants in size and strength. He
was, on the contrary, low and mean,
taking delight in tormenting the
weak, and even laying out his full
strength upon those not half hiB
size. In short, he was a coward as
He forced himself
keep specie at home. Eng-
land, just now, with the war in India
upon hand, and the war in China, has
no specie for America, and will not
give us, without a fight for it,—
arried, but being which fight will result in screwing
Ity, of course not down all onr productions, and in
blowing up the credit of every Ameri-
can house in London, Liverpool and
Manchester.
Nevertheless—gold must come,
—no matter what it costs us,—for
"Cotton alQne can be had of us, in
sufficient quantity, to meet the
over-ruling demands of British
Manufacturers. Bread may be got
elsewhere—and other things, also—
while upon the floor were a pair of j but Cotton is American, and Cotton
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dumb bells. I wondered what these
latter were for—surely nab for the
doctor's use, for I could do nothing
with them, save to hold them in my
hands, and swing them about at an
angle of some forty-five degrees,
and I was much heavier than he
was.
I asked him what he did with
them. "Oh," he said, smiling, "I
nxercise my*muscles with them;"
and as he spoke he took them up
and raised them at arm's length,
and there held them for some mo-
ments, his fine breast rounded like a
Roman cuirass. Then he threw :hem
up, and out, and aronnd, handling
them as though they had been mere
toys. It seemed impossible that so
small a body could contain so much
strength, but he assured us that he
had gained it all by practice. He
had labored for years to develop a
muscular system, in which he had
been lacking when a child. And he
also said that by keeping his mus-
cles well hardened and developed,
he was better able to bear the fa-
tigue of his profession, which called
him from his rest often for several
nights in succession.
We were making arrangements
for a grand picnic in our village.—
The girls wc making pies and cakes
of all sorts and shapes, while we
youths were preparing two tables,
and clearing up tho grove, which
was just outside the village, 011 the
bank of the river.
The day at length came, and the-
sun smiled from a cloudless sky,
and a fresh breeze came sweeping
up the river bearing a grateful cool-
ness upon its bosom. We reached
the ground in due season, and only
one thing came to mar the pleasures
of the occasion. Jack Burke made
his appearance upon the ground, in
a shabby, dirty suit, and with an in-
solent swagger. A chill ran thro'
the whole crowd. Many of us would
gladly have helped j,ut him away,
but wo shrank from meddling with
one who was so strong and gigantic,
and withal, so reckless and merci-
less in his wrath. We saw the thin,
delicate lips of the doctor quiver as
he noticed the filthy fellow swag-
gering about, but he said nothing
then.
One of our party was a youth na.
med David Singleton. He was a
quiet, good-hearted fellow, and belo-
ved by all. He had waited upon
Mary Livingston to the pic-nic.—
Mary was a pretty blue-eyed maiden
of eighteen, and that she loved Da-
vid right fondly, wc all knew just as
well as wc knew that David loved
well as a bravo.
upon all our little gatherings, and her.
seemed to take delight in stalking It so happened that Jack Burke
about and realizing that none of us had offered, on several occasions, to
could "put him out." Ho was now wait upon Mary, and she had so often
twenty-two, and was fast forgetting i peremptorily refused him. He had
all of useful knowledge he had ever
gained at school.
must be had, and gold now must pay
for the Cotton.
Our own California Gold now, in-
stead of going to London, goes right
into the Philadelphia Mint, to be
coined as fast as possible into eagles,
half eagles, and quarter eagles,—
and no more of that gold will, for
some time, go to England. What
we^owe abroad for the present, must
be paid in "suspended paper;" and
what we have to sell, must come
back in gold.
Produce has fallen,—and is to fall
Everything—from the useful, like
wheat, to the luxurious, like tobacco
Sugar, of course, is to go on falling
—as it has fallen. The specie cruci-
ble will melt up property like wax.
—Threadnecdle street now has the
crucible,—and Vill melt us all till
the tide turns, and we pay again in
California gold—instead of keeping
it at home.
Meanwhile, shipping,—commerce,
the tirst thing to start into life iu
carrying a broad the raw materials,
—will be the first to recover, and
the first to extend that recovery to
other branches of trade. It will
have but little to bring back, every
thing to take out,—the things
weighty, bdlky, the raw material,
that makes and pays the freight.
A great settling day with the World
has come, and ships become the mes-
sengers of the settlement.—N. Y.
Express.
The citizens of San Francisco
have voted to pay the State debt,
declared by the supreme court to
have been illegally countracted, by
a majority of 2,115. It was also
believed that this measure had been
carried in the State by a very hand-
some vote. The opposition ticket in
San Francisco county is elected
San Antonio.—The Texan esti-
mates the amount of freight paid to
the Mcxican carts between that city
and the coast at $360,000 per annum,
and derives from this a strong argu-
ment in favor of the railroad enter-
prise. It says:
Wc know one house here that pays
freight on 600 Mcxican cart-loads
each year; and this firm is excelled
by many other houses. And we
know some twenty other houses that
will average 450 carts each. Now,
any one can, by considering of the
multitudes of smaller merchants who
have, during the year, the interme-
diate number of carts, ranging from
450 down to 5, have some idea of
the immense amount of business
done in San Antonio. These carts
average about thirty hundred pounds
each, of dry goods and groceries.
Dreadfci. Affair.—The Yorkville
(S.C.) Chronicle gives thefollowing
account of a dreadful affair which
recently occurred in York District:
A man named John Fee, living
near Bullock's Creek, in a fit of anger
shot his horse and some cattle and
hogs, and on Sunday set fire to his
house, which he had previously lock
Nearly 9 Horn Tm much.
professed to like her, and had made
his boast that he would have her
Among the recent accessions to yet, and, if "David Singleton dared
the population of our village was a \ to put his arm in the way he'd drop
young doctor, named William Gran-¡him!"
by. He was a small, pale-looking: On the present occasion Jack was
man. not over five feet ten inches in not long in seeking Mary's side.— .
heig' t, and quite slim in frame; but David was nervous and uneasy. Holed. His three motherless chil-
the man who studied him closely \ was a light small-framed youth, and dren, aged from five to fourteen years
would have seen that his paleness looked with dread upon the giant ¡ofage, are supposed to have perished
fvas the result of long confinement i who sought to annoy both him and in the flames, A peace warrant was
over his studies, and was more, af- his fair companion. issued against him by a neighbor,
Mary asked Burke to go away; and an officer went to serve it. But
and as she spoke she turned shudder- he was found fortified in ono of his
ing from him. barns and swearing to shoot any one
"I shan't go away," the burly who should attempt to approach him.
brute returned. "If you don't like ¡Finally he was captured by strat-
it you may lump it!" ' gem.
ter all, a delicate fairness of the
skin than a want of health. And it
would also have been seen that his
slight frame was a very muscular
one, and^jnost admirably moulded
And put together.
Mr. J. Stanley Smith, editor Of the
Auburn (N. Y.) American, gives the
following amusing account of his
chase by, and escape fromf; a savage
bull, during a recent visit to a farm
in the neighborhood of Auburn, to
witness the trial of mowers:
The bull was one of them. He was
"monarch"; of all he could eat, chase,
or gore. Being deeply interested in
the apple field, wc was going on
into friend Shotwell's orchard. Fát
sod handsome blooded cows wore
lying, about chewing their cuds, and
Utterly indifferent as to what was
going on. We wandered on from
tree to tree, in the large orchard,
and while critically examining some
very fine looking fruit, were sudden-
ly and rather unpleasantly startled
from our train of thought by the
bellowing of Mr. Taurus, whose
majesty had been reclining, and of
whose august presence we .were un-
aware. He elevated hie tail, made
the earth fly with his "awful paws,"
and having thus manifested his hos-
tility, and given tone to his idea
that we were an interloper, made a
plunge. A moment's view of our
antagonist was just about enough.
His eyes flashed fire. He rose like
a "Bull of Bashan." Wc did not at
all fancy the style of his horns.
They were straight as needles,
and about as sharp. He exhibited
an unmistakeable desire to employ
them upon us!
Knowing that it was expected of
us to report the test going on in
another field, we remembered the
prior and pressing interests of our
friends, and set up a smart run.
So did Mister Bull! We scamper-
ed. He "made better time" than wc
could " bottom out."
He gained on us rapidly. We
could almost feel his hot breath on
the back of our neck. It was neck
or nothing. Rail fcnce twenty rods
off. Bull within five rods. Tight
race! No bets. Bull in high spirits!
Gave up for a "goner." No such
thing. Friendly apple tree, with
low branches! Clutched two of them,
and lifted our precious body into
the tree ! Taurus arived just as we
cleared the ground. Pawed and
roared awfully—Taurus did. Wo
attempted to reason with him. No
sort of use. He was obstinate and
hard of heart. Evidently a great
scamp. We eyed him, he eyed us.
Good sight for both of us. Be-
ing in the newspaper line, w^are in
favor of the earliest publication of
important news, but we oonfess that
the BuUlti-in contemplated on thiq
occasion shocked our sense of pro-
priety. And the fact that we were
treed, illustrated our antipathy tó
practicing the popular feat of tak-
ing the " bull by the horns. "In this
case it would assuredly have been
"a horn too much." So,
Mr. Editor he
Did climb the tree,
The bull to see.
Our enemy pawed around the tree,
bellowed after the manner of " Boan-
erges, the eon of Thunder," glared
at us, and finally turned and wander-
ed off to the distance of about three
trees. Thinking all was right, we
slid down heroically, and " put "for
the crazy old rail lcncc. The dis-
tance from tree to bull and from
tree to fence, was just about an even
thing. But our assailant saw the
movement, and once again the chase
was a hot one. But this time we
distanced the " horned critter," and
scaling the fence landed in a field
of rye, at about the same moment
that our pursuer's horns stnick the
top rails of the fence, and sent them
flying. Separated by the fence, we
read the scoundrel a lecture which
we hope ho will remember to his last
moments. We made all due allow-
ance in his case for the hubbub of
the mowing and reaping affair, but
nevertheless concluded that' lie was
a great scamp.
A Self-Sacrificino Friend.—Two
black men were drinking porter out
of the same pot. The first drank a
little, and smacking his lips, cried,
'hum' 'tis berry good;' the second
drank to the dregs before he cricd
'hum.' This astonished the first
drinker, who finding the pot emp-
ty, asked thus of liis companion,
'Why de debil you no cry hum hefore
dis?'—'Oh,' said the second, 'I hab
heard dere is poison at tho bottom of
the cup, so I drink I"
him hurt my friend.'
The groat Soyer has come out of
the East, with a good many new
wrinkles;, one of which is what he
calls "The Marmora Loving Cup."-—
Wo should think it might be an im-
provement upon the Regent's Punch,
almost all the ingredients of which
are in it, and some, it will be seen,
that are not. Here is the way to
make it: „
Syrup of orgeat, one quart; cognac
brandy, one pint; maraschino, half
a pint; Jamaica rum, half a pint:
champagno, t wo bott les j sugar, six
ounces; and four middling sized 1c-
moris.
Thinly peel the ¡leibons, and place
the rind in a bowl with the sugar;
macerate them well for a minute or
two, in order to of extract the flavor
from tho lemon. Next squeeze the
juice of the lemons on this, add two
bottles of soda, and stir well till the
sugar is dissolved ; pour in the syrup
of orgeat, and whip the mixture well
with an egg-whisk in order to whiten
the composition. Then add timbran?
dy, rum and maraschino; strain the
whole in,to the punch bowl and just
before serving add the champagne,
which should bo well iced. While
adding the champagne, stir well with
the ladle; this will render tho cup
creamy and mellow.
Half the quantity given here, or
even less, may be made; this receipt
being for a party of thirty.
A dry old crust of a' fellow, who
was unhappy with his prcacher be-
cause the 'dry vine,' as Carlyle would
call him, could not penetrate the
thick ligament that covcred the
crusty man's soul, signified to the
minister his desire to have a pew
nearer the pulpit.
'Can't you licarf asked the good
man.
'Yes/ the reply.
'Can't you Bee?'
'Ves.'
'Theii why do yoii change?'
'Because,' said the obdurate one,
'I am so far off, that when your
words get to me they arc as flat as
dishwater.'
The Kfttu'd Time .
Scene, the Levee} two culle>d gemmen
in dialogue.'—"I say, Pete, old boss,
I wants dc cash on dis note ,ob
yourn for six bits I loan you long
time ago. Isc makin my collocshuns
so ais to make all tings sqnar agin
Christmas.'
'See heah, Sam, baint you been
aground somcwhar, two tree 1 nont,
up de riber? Youre hind de times,
yotí is, and don't know nntfln bout
what's gwine on mong do munnyed
men, Ise spended speshy payments
j j|qg j'
'Jou'sc doífe'wAw/? Wy wat de
debbil de nigger talkin bout?'
• 'Mow, gemmen, (addressing the
by-s tandera,) acshully pities de igno-
rance ob dat ar nigger wáts just
come down into the 4 commershal
sarccles, and knows nuffin 'bout de
sientific frazes. Sam, you're a rnel-
uncully case ob neglected eddycash-;
uii, an I told wat spenshun ob speshy
payment means-* When I don't know
nuffin at all bout my own notes, and
stops dealin in money wid cbery
body, 'cept somebody's got suffin to
pay me, dat's rcgler spenshun specie
payments, and dats jus wat Ise dun,
nigger; duz ye und'stand me?,
"Ye—yes. I kpects I duz; but 1
dnzzent know nuffin bout wat you
mean. iBe got do note, and want's
de six bits.'
'Sam, youse a sprising case ob igno-
ramus, and ye must lam—you must
larn, Sam." And with this consolato-
ry romark the drawer of the note
walked off whistling, leaving the
holder of the document desperately
engaged in an effort to comprehend
the (to him) new system of selling
things by 'spenshun of speshy pay-
ments.'
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EVostaf. • /. -v
In the summer evenings
When, tho wind blew slow
And the skies wero radiant
With the sunset' glow,
Thou and I were happy
j Long, long years ago.
Love, the young and hopeful.
Hovered o'er us twain,
Filled us with sad pleasure
. And delicious pam,
In the summer evenings
Wandering in the lane.
In the winter evenings,
When the ^rild winds roar.
Blustering at the chimney.
Piping at the door,
Thou ana I are happy,
As in days of yore.
Love still hovérs o'er us,
Robed in white attire,
Drawing heavenly music,
From an earthly lyre.
In the winter evenings
Sitting by the fire.
Autniuu.
Summer's gone and over,
Fogs are falling down,
And with russet tinges
Autumn's doing browu.
Boughs are daily rifled
By the gusty thieves,
And the Book of Naturo
Getteth short of leaves.
Round the tops of house
Swallows as they flit, •'
Give, like yeaily tenants,
Notices to. quit.
Skies of fickle temper
Weep by turns and laugh-
Night and day'together
Taking half-and-half.
Into my heart a silent lopk , , .
Flashed from thy careleae eyes.
And what before was shadowy, tools
The light of summer akies—
The first born lore was in tháflook;
The Venua rose from out the deep >
Of those inspiring eyes.
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An editor got shaved in a bar*
der shop lately, and offered the dar-
key a dime, which wa refused, be*
cause, euid he, "I understand you is
an editor? 'Well, what of that?'
We never charge editors nuffin!"
"But such liberality wiU ruin you,'
'Oli, uebber mind, wo makes it up off
de gemmen!'
The following is t
to lie lost.
A friend of the late Dr. Maginn, di-
ning with him, was praising the fine
flavor of his wine, and begged to be
informed of the merchant's name.
'O, I get it from tho London Tav-
ern, a house close by, just as 1 hap-
pen to want It replied the host.
'Indeed,' said the wtlicr, 'a capital
cellar unquestionably; but have you
not to pay a rather extravagant price
for it?'
'I dont know—I don't know,' re-
turned the doctor; 'I believe they put i
down something in a book.'
A lady, formerly a resident pf Geor-
gia, very mnch discontented with
Mississippi life, and longing to r#'
turn to her native laud, was «touting
at a camp meeting last year, and be-
coming so exclusively happy, tHat
she exclaimed, 'Glbry to God! I fcoli
Ilk?.I wu9 in,Georgy!'
Enjoying Him¡<iílf.—-A Nebraska
editor curiously announces his plana
and purposes for celebrating the
Fourth of July as follows*.' Wc shall
luxuriate ovorour dinner until' about
4 0"block, when we shall go apd swim
for naif an hour, 'tcter' for another
half hour, and ttpm pitch cents till
dark. In the evening we shall go u
courting.'
The following riclv revelations are
furnished by a correspondent of the
St. Louis Republican:
"In conclusion, I will depict for
yon an Illinois bank. A frame hoaser
a counter so high that you can bare-
ly lay your wrists on the sharp edgci
of it, and to narrow that but one
man can approach at a time. The
specie scoop hangs high up, like the
laws of Nero, but, unlike them, cov-
ered with cobweb*. Your chcck \U
cancelled in deadly silence. You
hear some fumbling behind a green
screen. A package of shinplasters.
as thick as a bull's horn, anatwenty^
five cents in silver, is handed yoi^
for your inconsiderable check, Thft
bundle Is tightly laced, the notea are
insile, so that, with the other incon*
venienccs, you can hardly count
them. You open the buudle and
sift out tho tinkhams, almond trees,
and Wisconsins, and you are pets
omptorily told, "No use in assorting
that is all you can get.' You say
'Please then, return me my check.'
Answer: 'Your check is already can-
celled.' This is the return made yon
by the best of thcin for gold ndvan-.
ced on grain. Had the grain goUfl
There ffl a tide in liic
the cup, so I drink him off for fear ¡ men, which taken at the flood leads 1 such 9I1
" 1 on té fortune. 1 in g*>M of
down, you would have
affairs of having gone up, they
ohinplástáfs for j
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