as to their right to reside in their villages, overrode the decision of the President, repealed the treaty-stipulations, pronounced the title of the Creek Indians, and consequently that of their vendee, legal and perfect, and directed the kidnapped captives to be delivered up to the claimant!  We regret that Mr. Giddings has omitted the name of this wretch, and we hope that in a future edition he will tell the world how to catalogue this choice specimen in its collection of judicial monsters.

Then comes the last scene of this drama of exile.  Finding that there was no rest for the sole of their foot in the United States, these peeled and hunted men resolved to turn their backs upon the country that had thus cruelly entreated them, and to seek a new home within the frontiers of Mexico.  The sad procession began its march westward by night, the warriors keeping themselves always in readiness for an attack.  The Creeks, finding that their prey had escaped them, went in pursuit, but were bravely repulsed and fled, leaving their dead upon the field,—­the greatest disgrace that can befall, according to the code of Indian honor.  The exiles then pursued their march into Mexico without further molestation.  There, in a fertile and picturesque region, they have established themselves and resumed the pursuits of peaceful life.  But they have not been permitted to live in peace even there.  At least one marauding party, in 1853, was organized in Texas, and went in search of adventures towards the new settlement.  Of the particulars of the expedition we have no account.  Only, it is known that it returned without captives, and, as the Texan papers announcing the fact admitted, “with slightly diminished numbers.”  How long they will be permitted to dwell unmolested in their new homes no one can say.  Complaints are already abroad that the escape of slaves is promoted by the existence of this colony, which receives and protects them.  And when the Government shall be ordered by its Slave-holding Directory to add another portion of Mexico to the Area of Freedom, these “outrages” will be sure to be found in the catalogue of grievances to be redressed.  Then they will have to dislodge again and fly yet farther from before the face of their hereditary oppressors.

Mr. Giddings has done his task admirably well.  It is worthy to be the crowning work of his long life of public service.  His style is of that best kind which is never remarked upon, but serves as a clear medium through which the events he portrays are seen without distortion or exaggeration.  He has done his country one more service in entire consistency with those that have filled up the whole course of his honorable and beneficent life.  We have said that this is fit to be the crowning work of Mr. Giddings’s life; but we trust that it is far from being the last that he will do for his country.  A winter such as rounds his days is fuller of life and promise than a century of vulgar summers.  He has won for himself an honorable and enduring place in the hearts and memories of men by the fidelity to principle and the unfaltering courage of his public course.  Of the ignoble hundreds who have flitted through the Capitol, since he first took his place there,