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Mr.. EDITOR The following verses are
written in memory of Mr.. S. L., young
Mississippian, who went forth to join the
cause of liberty in Texas, but ere he had
an opportunity Of meeting the myrmidons of
tyranny on the field of battle, he met his
premature end by an attack OF fever.
Long, long MAY the virtues OF S. L. be known,
With a tear of the brave and the frcc DER him


she'd;


lie went forth to join 'gainst oppression as one,
ToconqueF a tyrant, or irll 'mong the dead.
Slav'ry the land of freedom o'ershadowing,
He burst from the arms ofhis mother, and flew
To the field, where the sons of liberty, gatl'rng
Round her starry Jan@eri chiValrous, but few.
Alas ere the minions of slav'ry he met,
Mid the shouts Of the battle and cries OF the slain
TIL stars of existence, untimey have set
But may their bright orbs forever remain!


He lives now in Heaven to guard DER her cause
To intercede for the righteous, the brave ant
the free;


| Upholding ttei,' rights, maintaining her laws
'Gainst foul oppression and base tyranny.
MILO.