The Texas Republican. (Brazoria, Tex.), Vol. 1, No. 31, Ed. 1, Saturday, April 4, 1835 Page: 2 of 4
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ftin the.windoWa were lifted and the fragrance of flowers the
chirps of birds and yellow streaks ot sunlight came in. Oh! the
nosegay of lilacs and roses and apple blossoms I used to present
to my little sweethearts (for every boy has his mistress as truly
a in after life) and there by the sides of their inkstands or stuck
'in little holes in the desks I could discover my bouquets attracting
4heir attention during school house. How eariy our vanity may
be flattered even at that early age a smile at me across the
school house or a stolen glance at my flowers rendered mo as
happy as I have ever been since by the fondest caress of woman.
Ob whatreshness and beauty dwell in the feelings of childhood.
I remember once when a mere child of seven or eight years
there -was a young lady of sixteen Miss C. attending the school
where I was placed one of the most dignified and beautiful girls
'imaginable her hair fell in clouds over a brow of unutterable bril-
"liance and I can recollect that even at that -time her eloquent
oyes made my senses ache-her elegance will always live in "memo.
roory that ark on timos bereaving sea. une morning as 1 was
passing through an entry into the scholars' room I encountered
her now I do not think I ever was a pretty boy but I was pale
and delicate as a flower-stalk she suffered her long white fin-
gers to steal through my sunny hair and requested of me a nose-
gay; I had both my little hands full of flowers that.I might supply
the wants of all favorites 1 looked up in her face I saw her
dark eye dilate as she gave one smile I forgot time place ev-
ery thing I reflected not that I had promised others no I held
out both hands and gave her all; the feeling which caused th.it
gift would prompt me to bestow a principality (if within my
grasp) on her who might win my love now she received my pre-
aent niy all I do not remember that I said any thing (I was a
modest boy and am bashful to this day) but ' went into the lito-
rarv svna"Ojrue as perfectly blind and unconscious of things
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victory attained only by bitter sacrifices must always inspire.
He turned away frotnthe congratulations of his knightly bretheren
and sought the blood) scene of the recent encounter. j
Fearful were tc sights and sounds that pained the senses of
Rupert Merton as he stole watchfully among the ghastly wrecks of
the death-grapple. On one hand lay the tall and graceful form
of the Moslem with his Brazen helmet and tight armor and on the
From the Green Riaer Kenluchj Gaz.
T II E 11 A R P OF THE MIND.
The cultivated human mind is much
like a beautiful instrument curiously
strung with a pleasing variety of
chords; the principal of which are
other the stalwart Knight of Christendom girded in his cumbrous ! knowledge faith hope njd charity
around as if I had lent mv head to somebody.
I took mv scat reiMnlless of the sorrowful routine looks of
those whose hopes I had disappointed by my prodigality towards
ano he- there I sa: moveless and mule likeu marble statuary
gazing at her placid features r when her voice came o-it in re-
citation listening lo it enraptured with its tone aud haif fascina-
ted bv the sounds of absaiscr science than I 'hen understood
she seemed like a habita.it of the heaven speaking in the nv;'c
and unstudied language of the stars. I suifered the ferula twice
that da. for looking oif my book; as 1 received tne first pun-
ishment I stole a glance at hor she gu.'e me a consoling smile;
the tingle departed from my palm and the tears from mine eyes;
.1 iiiwardly blessed the torture which had rajved her compassion;
"out of the call cama sweetness."
Aftcrwa-d she noticed me pleased with my childish prattle per-
haps; and thus unwittingly nurtured that which has tinged my
whole life with romance; in her presence I was happv: I was seen
no more on the plav-ground I split mv tops and gave away my
ball; she told me that to run was vulgar and I have never gone
out of a walk since.
Some times at the mellow sunset we rambled in the garden 4
as her hand held mine some involuntary pressure would thrill my
young blood; I suppose she struck "the electric chain wherewith
we are darkly bound."
Months passed and she left school "one morn I missed her" in
the accastomed place; trom that hour mv spirit pined and I be-
came so thin that my parents could not discern my shadow spec-
ulation was afloat as to the cause of ray decline it has never been
divulged until now.
I saw her no more for some years when I did meet her she was
married and I just entering on the delights of female society &
just being immured within the cloisters of Alma Mater. She moves
in town; i plannet among inferior stars; the pink of fashion and a
model of elegance and the adored of polished circles.
Full often since the beautious gleam she flung over my exis-
tence have I longed to breathe to hcaveu the tale of my infantile
love; she knows it not and never will she could not now realize
the depth and intensity of that early pas ion. She will pass on
like others unconscious of the love she fosters and the ravages
shemade in my heart; lean never forget her she tinged the first
rainbow which feeling bent over the fountains of my bosom & how-
ever I may be affected by the beauty or brilliancy of others she the
strange stirrer of mv purile devotion will ever shine pre-eminent
as the luminary of my life; she has made me what I am a Bacue-
roB. . . .
armor like a thrown-down statue of iron with his cross-handled
sword still grasped in a hand which might never mora lilt its heavy
gauntlet. The writing forms of the dying arc around him their
gastly countenances turned upwards to the dim twilight with
here and there a friend bending anxiously over thorn. Rupert hur-
ried onward. A low moan at his side at lenght arrested his atten-
tion. He paused and by the dim fight he saw the familiar coun-
tenance of his friend. The helmet was off and there was a ghast-
ly paleness in the features which faintly smiled upon him. Ro-
bert of Anselm bad-fallen.
Rupert knelt at his side. The woundod man rallying his last
energies murmered faintly 'Merton tell me ladylove how I have
fallen. Let her know that her knight died in his armor as a
knight should die'. There was a struggle on his gastly features
his lips moved the car of Rupert listened in vain.
"Peace be to thee valiant knight!" said Rupert Merton as he
rose from bending over the inanimate form of his friend "a braver
never laid lance in rest and an worthier nover knelt at the
shrine of beauty!" And he left him to the loneliness of the gath-
ering night which now hung over the battle-field with the dark-
ness of funeral pall.
VlllX LB IS 1? 113 113 A v
BRAZORIA APRIL 4. 1335
France and the United Statet Our last accounts from the U.
States leaves very little doubt of a war between the U. States and
France. It is stated that France has recalled her Minister from
Washington and also given Mr. Livingston his passport who is
now on his way home.
mere was a report current in the U. Statas that Benton of
Missouri had been killed in a duel by Calhoun. The report how
ever had been contradicted.
THE TWO BRIDEGROOMS.
BIT J. G. W1U1T1E8.
The sun went down on the plains of Palestine tininr with a
redder hue the dark stains of the battle. The infidel" had retired:
ana tne tieia trom whence hut a iittio time before the. clang of
una item up iuiu me sun aiuesoi oyna wnere tne brazen helmet
and the pale crescent gava back their double flood of sunlight
and where the chivalrous lances of Christendom bore down the in-
del scimitar lay silent beneath the darkness save whn enm
tilled groan or muttered prayer of the dying told that the work of
aeain was yei unnmsned.
Bravely had Rupert Merton and his bosom friend the young
Knigbtef Anselm borne themselves in the terrible 8trife of that
day But the last struggle just as the vast sea of turbans and
cimetars rolled backward from the fierce onset of the Christian
chivalry tbey had been separated from each other; an(j Ruperlj
with a boding heart discovered that his friend was not among the
weary and warspent soldiers who gathered together in the Syrian
twilight with those mingled emotions of pain and triumph which
Two years had passed away and one of England's pleasant vil
IngesVas enlivened with the gaiety and sple tutor of a morry bridal
It was the bridal of Runcri Merton. to the ladv.lovc of Robert of
I Anselm the knight who fell with a good sword in hand and in his
armor on in the wars of Europe.
Marvel not reader that the betrothed of Anelm should sosoDn
yield herself to the addresses of another. Did she forget her la
ver the good knight who had borne her naino on Ins helmet
tnrough the reddest fields of Palestine? Did sue cease to rcmeni-
ber him.who had laid at her feet tho wrested sword and conquered
banner of his enemies whoso armor s!io had herself laced for its
last trial him at the mention of whoso name her heart had beat
prouder and f.r whose return she had looked forward with the
aniety of love? Never! She had wept sadly at the story of his
fall glorious-as it was she hud offered to many a shrine piayers
for the noble spirit which had passed away forever. But tears
may not always flow the fountains which have been unsealed by
the rude hand of affliction miy close again. S it was with the lady
Eleanor. The tide of agony settled down into the calm melancho-
ly of a spirit sanctified and made better by the trial of grief. And
when she knew that the early love of Rupert .Merton a love
which his friendshin for Robert of Anselm had checked in its
velations still remained strong in his bosom she listened to his
words of affection consolation and symphaty. And she gave hei
plighted troth to the dearest friend of her dearest love.
They stood up together before the Altarofthc village church
and the multitude gazed on them with gratified eagerness. Both
were pale there was a melancholy on their features that told how
deeply ihey had both tasted ot the buter fountains of existence.
But in the noble bearing of Rupert and in the chastened beauty
of his lovely partner those who looked on them found much to
admire; and a whisper of delight ran around the assembly for one
moment and then as the imposing ceremony commenced all be-
came silent once more in breathless attention.
A clatter of hoofs as if a horseman were 'jurrying with the speed
of the life and death startled the assemblage. The next moment
the all form of a knight in armor darkened 'he door of the church.
The multitude gave way before his hasty and fierce strides.
Hold!' he exclaimed in the loud tone of command that lady i
my bethrothed bride. Eleanor. I abjure theeremembc"r thee now
break it not for a false traitor!"
All started and Rupert laid his hard on his sword 'Sir Knigh'!'
he said sternly the hot blood rushing up to Lis pale face; 'ano.
ther time thou shalt be fitly answered if it so prove that thou art
worthy ofknightly dealing.' And he turned again to the priest at
The eyes of the stranger shone like fire beneath the ban of his
vizor 'tfupert Merton!' he shouted in fierce and loud voice 'Jet
the ceremony be stayed or the sanctuary of the living God 'shall
not protect thee!
Dastard! returned Merton conveying his trembling biide to the
hand of his kinsman and confi outing the intruder ' Rupert Mer-
ton asks no other protection save his own good swor d. If thou
hast the spirit of a knight follow me!'
They strode through the church aisle together and in another
moment me quicKciasn oi steen rang stiarpiy in tne cars ot tne
horror stricken assembly. The struggle was short but desperate.
Reckless of his own life each seemed only to seek that of his en-
emy. Rupert covered with wounds reefed forward and grasped
the throat of his enemy with that fierce strength with which pas-
sion lends to tho last struggle of existence. His glaring eye bla-
zed widly open as he passed his sword like lighting through the
the body of the stranger. It was a fatal blow. Both fell at
thejsame instant: and when the multitude gathered around them
they weie dead.!
'Unhelm the stranger' said the priest as with a shudder he
surveyed the dea. forms before him. The hamlet was unbound;
and the haughty and dark features of Robert of 'Anselm were dis-
closed features familiar with many who were present although
settled into the grimncss of death. The knight of Anselm has re-
covered from his wounds; he had escaped from the captivity of the
infidel and sought his own loved England the home ef his be
trothed to die by the band of Rupert Morton!
May God deal in mercy with their fierce spirits!' said the
priest in a trembling voice. And the people murmered amen.
The lady Elanor died in the cell of a convent after living for
years with a withered heart and weary spirit that cold dull toper
of despair which is broken only by the releasing touch of death.
when these arc all in sweet tune with
each other let goodness of thought and
action with skilful hand softly touch
with lively fingers the thrilling strings:
and it wakes up the purest
heavenly music in the heart.
Yet this same mysteriously and
beautifully arranged instrument tho
mind which with virtuous care the
Wise Builder has made susceptible of
the swee'estimusic aud purest pleasures.
is likewise capable of giving the
harshest aud most grating sounds and.
of feeling the most acute distress from
the rudq stroke of wickedness. It is sin
that throws the mind into such painful
discords it is the evil passions which
break the tender strings slacken tho
finer emotions of ths heart it is vice
that deadens the lively and sweet vi-
brations of the soul; it is a long course
of wickedness that bursts string after
string until the heart is left without It
single chord on which the music on
peace and bliss can be made.
See you that beautiful Harp curi-
ously wrought finely strung and har-
moniously turned? What sweet en-
chanting tones once breathed from it
but see again 'tis broken its ele
gance and beauty are defaced; its tune-
ful sfnngs are snapped asundei it is a
mere wreck; for a rude savage found it
and tore it to pieces.
Oh! this is an emblem of that culti-
vated mind where pure principlcsand
beautiful sentiments once reigned;
which was once the scat of all the noble
and heaven. born graces; but not which
ihe blighting power of sin has stamped
his odious image.
The mind is a more delicate instru-
ment than any which can be wrought
from wood brass or silver. It is wor-
thy of more constant care than lute or
narp. ace now careful how choice
iow very clnice the skilful musiciairiS"
if his favorite instrument. O youth!
.how more choice and careful ought you
to be of the harp of the soul! To keep
'hat in sweet and peaceful tune is of
Then listen to the voice of Wisdom;
"Keep tliy heart with all dilligence for
out of it are the issues of Life''; keep
thy heart in tune let the chords of thy
soul l:nd:dedgc faith hope and charity
be kept in harmony and .yours will bo
the sweetest music of bliss in fife and
the purest and sublimest joy and peace
at its close. y
JUST RECEDED AND FOR SALE A supply of
Brazroia March 6th 1835.
"Why don't you wear your ring my
dear?" said a father to his daughter.
"Because papn it huns me when any
body squeezes my hand." "What busi-
ncss have you to have your hand squee-
zed!' 'Certainly: none but still you
know papa one would like to keep it
in squeezable order!"
Okigial Anecdote A mud defin-
ition A young lady being lately on an
examination as to her proficiency in
the science of Grammar. was asked
why the noun bichdor is singular she
replied with great apparent candor
"Because it is very singular that they
don't got married."
Honors to the Dead. When the body
of Commo dore Decatur was placed
in the vault of Mr. Barlow (now Col
Bomford's) at Kalorame and when tho
multitude which accompanied the fu-
neral hail dispersed he observed a sol-
itary individual in a sailor's dress lin-
gering near the place. Ho walked up
to him and asked him what he wanted.
the sailor replied Ithat he only wish-
ea 10 iook a while at the place where
they laid the mainmast of the Navy!"
and walked off. Who could h.
spoken a bettes eulogy? It was the
eloquence of nature and of truth.
It is said that a cord of green wood
contains about 140 gallons of water
and that the he at required to evaporate
this water would raise 18 hogsheadst
of water to a boiling heat. Ergo burn-
ing green wend cannot be good ccono.
my except tor back logs?
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