...unwieldy, and could not be secreted from profane eyes as he rode back through town from the scene of his triumph. He resolved, therefore, to give a public display of his generosity. He stopped at Rev. Mr. Kennedy 's, and handed the pitcher to his wife, with the request--Please deliver this to Mrs. Colonel McClure, with the compliments of Captain Smith. The goblets were strapped to the saddle of one of his s...