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[For the "Times and Seasons"]
On the Death of President Harrison.
By Miss Eliza R. Snow.
"Now to his ashes, honor-peace be with him,
And choice of angels sing him to his rest."
Why flows that strain of deep-ton'd sympathy?
Columbia mourns a great calamity!
What is that sorrow? 'Tis a country's grief:
Earth's proudest nation, mourns her highest Chief,
Who, like the rising sun, just usher'd forth,
Then disappear'd to shine no more on earth?
Our country's genius, ever wont to soar
Has never bow'd to grief like this, before;
'Tis true, she's mourn'd a fav'rite Washington,}
Her first born Chieftain; and a Madison-}
Monroe, and Adams, and a Jefferson;}
But their high office had been re-supplied;
They'd left the Hall of Justice ere they died-
They'd clos'd their services, and had retir'd,
And in retirement's soft repose expir'd.
But this bereavement, comes with heavier tread,
And from the nation, takes her acting head;
Whom a free people's suffrage plac'd on high
To guide her helm, beneath a threat'ning sky!
Death aim'd an arrow at our highest trust
And laid the choice of millions in the dust!
Spread wither'd hopes and palsied prospects round
And into sorrow, chang'd the festive sound!
Columbia's willows now are bending low-
Our country's tears in lib'ral torrents flow.
Weep! weep Columbia! tears will grace thee now,
While grief lies heavy on the nation's brow;
Well may thy children now unite to spread
A wreath of sorrow o'er the Hero's head-
Unite to mourn our country's Chieftain gone-
The honor'd lov'd, lamented Harrison,
And bow submissive 'neath the chast'ning rod
And humbly own the mighty hand of God!
City of Nauvoo, May 21st, 1841.
From the Peoria Register.
We learn from Captain Field, of the steamer Glaucus, that a duel was fought near Springfield, our state capital, on Tuesday last, in which one of the parties, named Shaw was killed. The only additional particulars we could learn are these: A chalenge [challenge] passed between two men, of whom Dr. Meriman was the second of one, and Mr. Shaw of the other. Arriving on the ground, Shaw's principal did not appear, and Shaw was of course obliged to take his place.-At the first fire he was shot through the head and died instantly. The assassin fled to Beardstown, whence he took passage in a boat down the river before the news of the affair arrived.
Drowned, in Bear Creek, Adams co., on the 29th ult., Mr. Benjamin Franklin Miles. He was engaged at work on the mill dam, and, while reaching for something, his feet slipped, and he fell into the water, and was carried away by the current. His body was not found until the following day.
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