in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the United States, for the Southern District of New York. то 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 And in his talons bore away our young! Thou know'st how terribly this heart was wrung: Save love, and this poor tribute; which must blend And of those precious boys, we both have watched in vain! W. GILMORE SIMMS. WOODLANDS, S. C., April 2, 1859. THE CASSIQUE OF KIAWAH. CHAPTER I. SCENE OF ACTION. "Away! away! 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 |