thers-five children were scalped and murdered, they keeping Mrs. Manley as the last victim of their cruelty. After shooting her, they scalped her, and committed unheard-of cruelties on her body. They then left the house, taking Mrs. Crawley along as prisoner. A bout four hours after the Indians were gone, the neighbours got information of the murder, collected to the number of five or six at the house, they found Mrs. Manley alive and perfect in her sense. Amidst this carnage one of Mrs. CrawYey's children escaped unhurt; when they attacked the house she had the presence of mind to raise a puncheon of the floor and throw her child in the cellar. Mrs. Manley is still living, and great hopes are entertained of her recovery: Francis Smith, who resided near Tennessee river, has been apprehended for a supposed connexion with the Indians -his case is black. At a Court of Oyer and Terminer held in Sussex county, (N. J.) last week at which judge Pennington presided, Cor. nelius A. Cole, and Mary Cole, his wife, were tried for the murder of Agnes Teaurs. Mary Cole was convicted but her husband, Cornelius A. Cole was ac quitted of the murder. Cornelius A. Cole was also indicted for concealing the murder, and to this indictment he plead guilty. The facts which appeared on the trial of Mary Cole, in part, made out from her own comfession, after she was apprehended, were in substance as follows: Agnes Teaurs, the deceased, was the mother of Mary Cole; she was her only child. Mary Cole and her husband, with two small children and the deceased lived together in one house, and made one fami. ly. Some time in December last, after some of the neighbours had left the house, where they had spent the even. ing, it was far from 12 o'clock, the hus band had gone to bed in the same room, Mary Cole and her mother quarrelled in this quarrel Mary knocked her mother down with an axe, and immediately cut her throat. It did not appear that her husband any way aided his wife. In one of the relations of the facts made by Mary Coles, she in some measure endeavoured to exculpate herself by saying that her mother in the quarrel approached her in a threatning manner with a knife; at other times she acknowledged the fact of knocking her mother down with an axe, and cutting her throat, without detailing any of the ac. companing circumstances. After this was done, the husband acknowledgesthat he, at the request of his wife, assisted in placing the corpse under the floor of the kitchen, and doing a vari. ety of other acts to conceal the murder and screen his wife, In March, Cole and his wife moved out of the country, and rented the house they had lived in leaving the corpse under the floor, where it was discovered about a fortnight ago, and Cole and his wife were apprehended in Bergen county, to which they had removed in March. The prosecution was contended with ability, decorum and humanity by Mr. Southard, the district attorney, and the prisoners de. fended by Mr. Frelinghuysen with great eloquence & strength of argument. The object aimed at by the counsel of Mary Cole, was to lessen ber crime to that of manslaughter. Her convic. tion was perfectly satisfactory to all who heard the trial, and she was sentenced to be hung on Friday, the 26th inst. Cornelius A. Cole was sentenced to two years confinement in the state prison, and pay a fine of 250 dollars for con. cealing the murder. Newark Cent. INDIAN WAR. Married. On Friday the 12th inst by the rew. Mr. Cooper, Mr Henry Brooks, to Miss Margaret Lent, both of this city. On Sunday evening the 31st ult at Mus quetoe Cove, Mr. James Benedict, of this city, to Miss Deborah Coles, of the for mer place. Horrible if True!-A passenger who passed through this town, in the stage from the southward, on Monday last, stated, that it was reported that the Indians, 3000 strong, had attacked the town of Vincenness, in Indiana territory, and massacreed governor Harrison and 300 men, together with women and chil dren not leaving a soul in the place. Such is the report. We give it as we In Lincolnshire, Eng. corporal Dupre, have heard it; and we confess that the to Miss N. Trollope, with a fortune defenceless state of that part of the coun of 12,000l. Miss T fell in love with him 'try but too much favours the probabili-while he was on parade with the soldiers; ty of such a circumstance. It may, how time he thus sports with the feelings of On Tuesday morning last, during the severe gale of wind, a ferry-boat, commanded by Captain John Jones, on her passage from Captain Williams' (late New-York, was Hillyker's) Ferry to upset in the Kills, and we are sorry to state that three women and a child were drowned. One woman was save! by the commander of Gun-Boat No. 104, who jumped over board ana saved her. The following are the unfortunate per. sons who where drowned in the cabin of capt. Joue's ferry-boat.- Mrs. Drum mond and her child; Anna Shields, a girl about 14 years of age; and a black woman. The boat is got off. the next morning she communicated her sentimentato him, which he joyfully accept ed, and on the following day, he led her to the altar of Hymen. By the Abbe de Bonille, on the 11th of February, at Martinique, Mademoiselle de Malleveault, of that Island, to Mr. Thomas Butler, of Philadelphia. On Wednesday morning last, by the Rev. Mr Lvell, at Christ's Church, Mr George Drummer. merchant, to Miss Elizibeth Osborne. On Sunday afternoon last, by the Rev. Mr Heart, Mr. Ebenezer Long, to Miss Amelia Regers, daughter of Obe. diah Rogers, Esq. all of this city. Apollo struck the enchanting Lyre, SELECTED. For the Lady's Miscellany. LINES ADDRESSED TO AMERICA. Fair smiling land of liberty and peace, Where plenty gaily treads the flow'ry fields, And laughing mirth, with smiles that never cease, Gives blessings to the charms that nature yields. Wilt thou receive a pensive wanderer here, Weeps for her sens in war untimely slain : The rude winds whistling thro' her ra. ven locks, Whilst burns the tumult in her mad'. ning brain. O dear Hibernia! May thy wretched wrongs, Soon be redressed, and may'st thou ever shine; In the hoar sage's tales and poet's Oh!'tis the fondast, dearest wish of mine. From Murphy's 'Wild Flowers of Erin,' just published. Where joy fills ev'ry pleasure beaming When care hangs heavy on my mind, eye, Whose only comfort is the gushing tear, Tho' beauteous are thy dew besprinkled and shady are thy waving And torturing thoughts corrode the heart; When in abstracted charms we find Tho' lovely thy blue sky when morning The tear wet eye, forget to weep. dawns, Oh! 'tis not what my mournful spirit loves. For tho' my Erin's hills are bleak and wild, Tho' there oppression wave's his iron Yet sad Hibernia owns me for her child, And Mem'ry painful paths forego: The way worn tray'ller in thine aims Enjoys a trouble-smoothing calm: Then come and close these eyes of mine, Repress this heart-distending sigh; From mental 10ams my thoughts con. fine, Save where Contentment's treasures lie: But there, in visionary play, O let my fancy fondly stray. From a London Paper, Lines on Mrs. SIDDONS' announcing her intention to leave the Stage. Soon will that voice be heard no more Which lent each bard etherial fire, And every muse shall then deplore The passions that with thee expire. No more Macbeth's Imperial dame Shall rouse Ambition's direful glow; No more poor Belvidera claim The melting sighs of truth and woe; Nor Randolph's widow greatly mild, To every mother's heart appeal, Or Isabella, shrieking wild Teach iron natures how to feel. With thee we loose the polished grace, I saw thee, in thy early prime, O'er fair Edina shed thy rays, And I will watch thy fires sublime, Majestic in their parting blaze. Dest thou not know Dost thou not hear thy tortur'd seaman's cries ? Poor hapless souls, in dreary dungeons laid; T'wards thee they turn their dim, im. ploring eyes'; Alas! they sink-and no kind hand to Thou dost, and every son of thine FOR SALE. A few hundred yards of English & Brussel Carpeting, (of the first quality) at No. 46 Maiden Lane. Also an assort. ment of Bedding and Gentlemens (ready made) Linens at No. 44 Maiden Lane. FOR SALE at this OFFICE, The 8, 9, 10. 11 and 12th, Volumes of the LADY'S WEEKLY MISCEL LANY, handsomely bound and lettered. Price $1 50 cents, per volume. OR, WEEKLY THE VISITOR. FOR THE USE AND AMUSEMENT OF BOTH SEXES. VOL. XV.] THE Saturday, July 11,.....1812. PRINCE OF BRITTANY, ་ A new Historical Novel. The King loved the Constable : far from being offended at the freedom with which that great man addressed him, he was much affected by his manly, yet pathetic representation: Noble cousin,' said he, you must hasten to countermand my orders. I have sent 400 troopers into Brittany, under the conduct of Admiral Coetivi, who bas orders to arrest the Prince at Guildo. They have represented him to me as a seditious spirit,that panted for nothing more ardently than for an opportunity of inviting the English into his country; that, moreover, he detested the French and their Sovereign.'-The King added, that this last circumstance had particularly affected him. 'Sire,' answered the Count, aston ished at what he heard,' you have been deceived. I know that my nephew loves and reveres you.-That he might not be obliged to bear arms against your Majesty, he refused the sword of Constable of England, which Henry offered him. What dreadful strokes of ca. lumpy are these! I fly to his suc. [NO. 12. cour. I will lay him and his consort at your fect. Sire, you will behold their tears---they shall speak--they shall assure you themselves how much they are devoted to you." The Count, profiting of the King's permission, loses not a moment. He repairs with all expedition to the Duke of Brittany, at Dinan. He perceives an air of affliction in the countenance of those, whom he had been accustomed to respect. In the Duke's favourites hé beholds the insolence of exultation, and in the Duke himself an evident embarrassment at his appearance. In a word he learns, that the unfortunate Prince is arrested. Nothing was more certain than this dreadful news. The Prince, asif lulled into the most perfect security, continuing to hope that time and his inoffensive conduct, would procure a reconciliation with his brother, engaged in a variety of the most innocent diversions. He was playing at tennis with his Esquires, when intelligence was brought to him that a body of horse were at the Castle gates. As soon as he was informed that these troops |