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THE

CASSIQUE OF KIAWAH

A

COLONIAL ROMANCE

BY WILLIAM GILMORE SIMMS, Esq.

AUTHOR OF

THE YEMASSEE" - -"THE PARTISAN"-"GUY RIVERS"-
"SCOUT"-" CHARLEMONT”. VASCONSELOS". ETC., ETC.

"I pray you let us satisfy our eyes,

With the memorials, and the things of fame
That do renown our city."

SHAKESPEARE

REDFIELD

34 BEEKMAN STREET, NEW YORK

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in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States, for the Southern District of New York.

SAVAGE & MCCREA, STEREOTYPERS, 13 Chambers Street, N. Y.

ΤΟ

HON. W. PORCHER MILES, M. C.

O FRIEND! Who satt'st beside me in the hour

When Death was at my hearth; and in my home
The mother's cry of wailing for that doom,
Long hovering, which, at last, with fatal power
Descended, like the vulture on his prey,

And in his talons bore away our young!—

Thou know'st how terribly this heart was wrung:
Thou cam'st with watch and soothing, night and day,
No brother more devoted! - More than friend,
Belovéd evermore, - behold me thine! —
Yet have I little worthy that is mine,

Save love, and this poor tribute; which must blend
With memories of thy watch, and of our pain,

And of those precious boys, we both have watched in vain!

W. GILMORE SIMMS.

WOODLANDS, S. C., April 2, 1859.

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Once more his eyes shall hail the welcome day;

Once more the happy shores without a law."-Byron.

SUPPOSE the day to be a fine one-calm, placid, and without a cloud—even such a day as frequently comes to cheer us in the benign and bud-compelling month of April; - suppose the seas to be smooth; at rest, and slumbering without emotion; with a fair bosom gently heaving, and sending up only happy murmurs, like an infant's after a late passion of tears; suppose the hour to be a little after the turn of noon, when, in April, the sun, only gently soliciting, forbears all ardency; sweetly smiles and softly embraces; and, though loving enough for comfort, is not so oppressive in his attachments as to prompt the prayer for an iceberg upon which to couch ourselves for his future communion; supposing all these supposes, dear reader, then the voyager, running close in for the land—whose fortune it is to traverse that portion of the Atlantic which breaks along the shores of Georgia and the Carolinas - beholds a scene of beauty in repose, such as will be very apt to make him forgetful of all the dangers he has passed! We shall say nothing of the same region, defaced by strifes of

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