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Westport Times, Volume III, Issue 439, 28 December 1868, Page 2

A certain Democratic editor in Michigan thunders against an individual as follows : —" The earth may quake to its centre ; rocks may rent asunder, and mountains sink to the plain; but while the continent of America lifts its proud head above the ocean ; till every trace of this broad and glorious land will melt away; till that awful day when blazing planets will crush on blazing planets, and the sky one broad red sheet of flame ; when amid the wreck of empires and the crash of worlds, and convulsions of nature, this beautiful sphere will be consumed into a black cinder, and drop forgotten into the ocean of nothingness and night; until that dreadful hour will the black and dirty lies uttered by Austin Blair shine enscrolled in burning letters upon the gates of hell!"

Great consternation was recently occasioned at one of the fashionable hotels of Ostend, by the remarkable death of three distinguished guests. They were the aristocratic and elegant Countess de J? , the Count her husband, and Monsieur L.M., of Vienna. They were dining together when they were all observed to fall back, lifeless. Every effort was made to restore them, but life was extinct. It was found that the champagne glass of each one had contained prussic acid. No clue whatever had been obtained, at last accounts, as to this mysterious and tragic event.