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| Written for the Phi ¥iremn,
MY HARP HATH LONG ON WIL-
LOWS HUNG.
DEDICATED TO ABRAHAM LINCOLN,
BY JOE W. FUREY.
My harp hath long on willows hung.
Iu grief for human groans ;
Its sweetest notes have been unsung,
And hushed its softest tones,
Put now, while bitter tears are shed,
It wakes a solemn strain ;
And chants a requiem for the dead
Who lic on every plain.
0! cursed day for Freedom's sons,
When over all the land,
The sabre’s clash and thundering guns,
Are head on every hanu!
From Bull Run’s field to Malvern Hill,
The blood from manly veins
Iiath poured, till earth hath drank her fill,
And left but crimson stabs.
Bouth Mountain, too, and Antietam,
Their tales of horror tell ;
flow from the brave hearts, now so oalm,
The bubbling life did well.
And Fredericksburg, 0, fearful day !
Great God ! what earnage there !
Well might the homeless orphan pray,
The wourning wile despair !
Tor men, like sheep in shambles led,
Were there constrained to die :
Though vain was all the blood they shed,
And vain their battle cry.
“Twas politicians nrged them on,
Though well they knew the cost;
For them ten thousand lives are gone,
For them a nation’s loat.
On them be all the grief and woe,
Which wives sisto:s feel 5
And may theic hard hearts never know,
The bliss ot human weal !
And thou, 0, Ruler of our Land!
Thine was the power to stay
The tide of blood, on every hand
Which flowed that feartul day !
But yet thou didst not—and the cries
From bioken hearts to-day,
Ascend like errses to the skies,
And cloud thy hapless way.
Oh, crying shame ! Oh, fearful guilt !
Are human lives so cheap ?
And ean our natton be rebuilt,
Ou tears that widows weep ?
Will brave mea’s blood so freely given,
Cement our briken land ?
Or bind the chord of love, now riven,
By swrilegious hand ?
Ah, no! the heart grows sick and faint
At thoughts of soenes like these ;
And as their woes we try to paint,
We pray that they may cease
Oh, bitter day of bitter deed: !
'
O. rulers, most unwise
Will ye #ot see our country's need
Nor hear her solemn erbes 2
With ye, pulled up with boastful pride,
ter warnings still despise?
WEL no strong arm our vessel guide,
Na day from night arise ?
Alas ! unto his idols bound,
Ephraim his God defied !
“Let kim alone,” —and with the sound
The guilty rebel died.
Amd ye like Ephraim. soon will be,
Perzook of God ard man ;
Ther, zods of your idolatry,
May save ye if they can!
Aus throughout the landtis gloom,
Aud grict and dark despair.
Fur death bus entered every home,
And left his impress there.
Then, O, my harp. while tears are shed,
Awake a sad refrain
A reyuiew, fon the gdiant dead
W ho hic on every plain.
Let all thy saddest tones be strung
3'o sing the notes Hf woe;
And songs of gladness be unsung
Like dreams of Long Ago !
Bevcurowre, Pa, Jan. 2th, 1853."
Miseellangous,
[For the Democratic Watchman. |
OUR PROGRESS.
It is comparatively but a few years since
this vast continent lay, Ike a gem within
the deep, unknown to all save the rade sav.
age and the wild best. The waves “of the
Atlantic which three thousand miles disfant
were lashing the shores of old Empires,
where man had for ages been acquainted
wingihe laws of science and of art, where
government had made many advances tow-
ards perfection and where fierce Struggles
were in progress between various members
of the European fawily, on this side beat a
forest-covered shore where man was still
pursuing the primitive forms of government,
where the grand old order of nature wus
unbroken and supreme, where civilization
had never caused the inhabitants te seek
each other's lives; yet the voice of the
great deep bore to and fro vo tidings of the
dillerent races of men its waves divided. —
The waves of the Pacific thumlered apon
the golden beach of California; its mighty
wrees were rellested in its bosom ; the shad.
ow of the majestic mountains which divide
our Eastern and Western shores fill upon
its waters, but bore back no tidings of the
beauties that slumbered in our hemisphere
Asay to the North but a haud’s breadth di-
N :
sided our continent from the old cradle of
the world, yet the inhabitants of onr soil
humanity ; they knew not the progress of
science had begun in a land but a Sabbath
day’s journey from their own, which was
to surge Westward through long ages and
find its greatest ornaments in the land of
the setting san! They heard not the crash
of falling empires; knew not that human
beings were conquering the world, two-
tkirds of which they knew nothing of —
They knew not that their more advanced
{ fellow-beings had made for themselves gods,
but in their primitive ignorance worshipped
the great God of Nature.
But while countless millions were strug-
galing and dying in the Eastern world for
principle or ambition ; while gorgeous teni-
ples. vast pyramids and magnificent citics
were rising up, crumbling to dust and oth-
(rs rising upon their ruins ; while the Alex-
anders, the Hannibals and the Cwesars were
paving with human hearts the roal to hu-
man greatness 3 while the Od World was
being rent and torn with revolutions and
wars. the New World slept on in the lap of
Nature, undisturbed by all the clamor of the
rushing tide of humanity. -Its grand forests
flourished and passed away ; its mighty riv-
ers poured their tribute into the ocean with-
out bearing 10 its bosom a single evidence
of the supremacy of man ; generation after
generation grew ap, lived and passed away
without leaving upon the shores of time a
single trace of their existence. Down in
Mexico and Uentral America some works of
art were rere] rivalling in magnificence the
best of the old world, but kuge forest trees
hend above them now, imbedding ther roots
in a soil that must aave been tlie deposit of
countless 2g, Not a single trace remains
by which to trace their origin. and while we
wish to speak of this as the New World, w.
must take no rote cf these mysterious rel-
ics.
Long and decp had been the slumber of
the, by far, most beautiful portion of the
globe, and science, who has cxplored the
mysteries of the Old World, has extended
her researches to the heavens and wrenched
seerets from the abyss of space, now stretch”
8 her sceptre across the great deep pointing
to the shores on which is to be reared a gov
ernmen-, the greatest ever built by man and
which, in a short time, is to te the very pal-
ace of art, the refuge of the oppressed and
the won ier and admiration of all mankind.
The swperhuman offorts of Columbus and
his frrends to obtain perm ssion to discover
a continent are successful, and ninety-one
men, in three vessels that wold not now be
deemed fit for the navigation of our lakes,
start from Europe on the dangerous and un
certain quest, risking life and. fortune for-—
chains and amprisonment. But surely the
hand of God guided that lit le squadron
through the peri's that beset it and led Co-
lumbus to the green shores of that spot in
che ocean, if ever le condescends to assist
man in any enterprise, Law often have we
tried to imagine what the results would
have been bad not that little island been dis
covered, Hal they missed the litile group
lying between Nurth and South America,
the great Guif of Mexico would have been
before them, and long Lefore it could have
been crossed many would have sealed the
fate of the expcdition and oar continent
would have slumbered on in possession of
the red-man. If they had steered in a more
Northerly dizcetion, the sturmy coast of the
Carolinas woull probably have borne the
only vestige of the fate of Columbzs and his
crew. Whether Providence or accident was
the caise, a more fortuna e point could not
lave been disoovered than that island para-
dise of the Atlantic where white men first
looked upon this hemisphere. -
Uolumbus reruns to Europe and s‘artles
the civil zed world with the tidings of his
discovery —a new land beyond the waterg
more beautiful thw poet ever dreamed of
and inhabited only by a feeble race of men
who {i.d at the very voice of a white man
Need we recount the passion whieh seized
all the monarchs and capitalists of Europe,
to make new discoveries and plant new col-
onies, to outvie cach other in the magnitud.
of their expeditions and to coin money from
the newly discovered world? Like bees
from a hive when a sweet treasure is discov-
ered, first, the solitary expedition of Colum-
bus starts {rom European shores, battles
with the unknown deep, finds the reali.y
more than science ever dreamed of, and re-
turns. Then another and another spread
their white wings and span the ocean. New
discoverers cover themselves with glory
scarcely less than that of Columbus, and a
thousand names are crowned with immortal
honor by the elfurts of Europeans to gratify
the manifold passions which led them to'these
shores. = Cortez, De Soto, Coligny, the Ca-
bots and a Lost of others thronged hither
ward and all searching for a passage to In-
dia, little kno ving that they had discovered
a land in comparison with which India mn her
brightest days, sings into nothingness. But
wen were not going to leave the shores of
Europe to which every emotion of the heart
clung, for unWytain life in a howling wilder:
long obstructed, when (he barrier was ve.
moved, streamed towards America. Perse-
heard not the din of the onward march of| cations most dire behind, the waves of the
Ocean and an unexplored wildernes in front
—on the one band civilization and persecu.
tion; on the other freedom and a forest
thronged with savages and wild animals. —
Did our ancestors hesitate in their choice 2 —
Wi h unfaltering faith in the Being they
wished to serve, they tru-ted their lives and
fortunes to the waves and in due time reach-
ed this land in which they were to hew out
for themselves a name and home, What
must have been their reflections when they
first stood upon these shores ! Behind, the
tempestuous waves of the Ocean : before, a
vast wilderness unexplored, but known to
contain for them life and death, wea! or woe
for the future, Surely the stern hearts of
those who had risked a monarchs displeas-
ure without fear, must have felt the awful
situation, when in the bleak, desolate winter
of 1620 they landed at Plymoth Rock. But
the love of liberty sustained them, ana
through a thousand dangers they are com-
Pelled to pass, they arc upheld by its inspi-
rations, aud before their sturdy strokes the
forest disappears, and soon the foundation is
laid of the grea.est nation of which mankind
can boast. But why altempt to paint the
horrors our sires are compelled to meet or
the dangers they encountered and oyercame ?
Years roll away. Europe is agitated by
fierce convulsions, while here, in quiet, is
being ‘reared the temple of Liberty to which
the victims of the world’s Revolutions may
fice for refuge.—A century is gone. We
turn to America again, and lo, what a
change! The majestic trees of the forest
have melted away and thriving settlements
are flourishing upon their site ; civilization
bas breathed upon the sea-coast and in the
wagic of her treath the rude red man hag
passed away ; the ficree hunter is upon hi-
track and he has departed towards the sets
ting sun ; where his humble wigwam was
reared, the stately mansion of his spoiler
finds a foundation; where his council-fire
was kindled, the church-spire towers heav.
enward. Everywhere where the Anglo-Sux-
on has trodden, the order of nature has
passed away andthe Earopean finds ancther
mark for his ambition.
“ We see the living tide roll on,
It crowns with fiery towers
The iey capes of Labrador,
The Spaniard’s * land of flowers;”
It streams beyond the splintered ridge
That parts the Northern showers;
From Eastern rock to sunset wave,
The Continent is ours.’
The basis of a mighty Republic has been
laid, but long years of privation and blood
are required for its perfection. Need we at”
tempt to follow our fathcrs through the san_
guinary scenes of the Revolution 2 I5 there
an American who has not followed the Ilis-
borian’s pen through that period fraught
with such great interests for this nation and
mankind ¢ Need we teil how that tyrants
learned to tremble when our arcesturs cast
off the chains that hound them to Europe
and began the upward warch {o the very
head of nations ¢ It is usiless to attempt a
recapitulation of the fiery proofs we forme
nislredihie world, of our ability to maintain
a government against every assault.
Ilalf a century rolls away, and we look
again. A mighty giant our Coun:ry has
grown and dictates terms to all mankind. —
The spirit of improvement has been every.
where and everywhere is the growth of the
nat on uncqualled Cities count their pop-
ulation by hundreds of thousands and rival
in elegance and wealth the most renowned
of the old world; towns Lave grown into
cities, villages have sprang into populous
towns, anl where but a few years ago some
solitary settler erected his rude cabin, far
remote frem the haunts of his fellow-beings,
humanity has thronged, and smiling farms
everywhere greet the eye and bless with
their productions. the haad that won them
from the wilds of nature. The Atlantic sea
board is crowded with emigrants from al]
nations nnd groans beneath the weight of
wealth the interior is pouring forth. The
Pacific coast has made a stride in the on-
ward march unequalled in the annals of time.
Where but a few years ago the rays of the
setting sun fell upon the barren mountains
and desolate coast of California, his light is
now reflected from the spires of a great city ;
where then the Indian only dared to tread,
now men of every tongue have congregated,
and the sis erhood of States stretch forth
their hands to grasp that of their new rela:
tive beyond the mountains. The spint of
the fierce lightning has been called down to
carry messages for the American and the
slender patns over which it travels, traverse
every part of the continent. On our Rivers
where but a short time ago, the waters were
unbroken or stirred only by the rude bark
of the red mau, now the mighty steam ves-
sel rushes along bearing untold wealth to
the ocean for transportation to other lands.
The spirit of steam has been compelled to
do our bidding and the ircn horse thunders
through our valleys dragging its vast loads
of freight to and fro. Our sails glisten up-
on every sea, and in every clime the energy
ness, with thousands of miles of unfathom™
wanting ; the tide of progress which began
tions surging Westward until now it was
stayed by the gicat ocean, and like water,
of our people has been felt, all acknowledg-
able waves rolling between the land of their | ing the supremacy of the star-gemmed flag
| nativity and that of their adoption, without! of the United States of America. We gaze
| powerful inducements. ‘The motive was not!in wonder and exclaim, “whence comes all
this greatness and why the unparalleled ra-
away in Asia, had been for many genera | prdity of the march of our nation in the path
of honor, improvement and freelom ¢ The
answer is, adherance to principles —ihe prin”
FRIDAY MORNING, JAN. 30, 1863.
ciples upon which this greatness and happi-
ness and happiness are based are jthese : —
« Fqualand exact justice to all men, of
* whatever state or pursuasion, religious or
political; peace, commerce and honest
*¢ friendship with all nations, en‘anghng al-
¢¢ liances with none; the support of State
+¢ governments in all their rights, as the most
** competent alministrations for domestic
*¢ concerns. The supremacy of the civil ov-
*“er the military authority ; a jealous care
‘of the right of election by the people ; ab-
¢- solute acquiescence in the decisions of the
“majority ; economy in the public expense
‘“ that labor may be lightly burdened ;
<¢the honest payment of our debts and sa-
“ cred preservation of the public faith ; en-
¢ couragement of agriculture, and of com”
“merce as 1ts handmail; the diffusion of
“information, and arraignment of all abuses
“at the bar of public reason: freedom of
+ religion, freedom of the press and freedom
“of person, under the protection of the
¢¢ Habeas Corpus ; and trial by impartially
“selected juries.” These, and these only
are the great principles which guided our
sires through the smoke and blood of the
R.volution—that nerved the arm of freedom
and struck off the fetlers with which Eng-
land had Lound them —that guiled their de-
scendants through the fierce convulsions in
which old Empires sunk down to destruction
and an adherence to which led our country
to the proud height on which we have just
behetd her.
A few more years glide away. The ¢ flag
of the free” still floats on every sea. Let
us look again upon the nation. What a
wonderful chanze ts here! Mighty armies
have sprung into existence like the visions
of the night ; great ironclad ships are upon
the ocean ; the busy ingenuity of the people
is turned to the manufacture of weapons of
death ; brethren meet in the < hock of batt,
and the tide surges to and fro; the fab;ic
of the government is shaken to its founda-
tions and threatens to topple down upon the
contending hosts ; human hberty trembleg
upon a hair and the fa“e of mankind is being
decided by that terri le scourge of nations —
sivil war, Fivehundred thonsand citizens
of this once prosperous, happy Republic,
have offered up their lives to stay the fell
spirit of destruction, and still red-handed
murder plies his work. The star-gemmed
flag is trailing inthe dust ; the hght of
American Government, the result of the
world’s experience forages, the existerce of
which has cost millions of lives, threatens
to go out and leave the world in eternal dark-
ness, lIlavoc, devastation and ruin are on
every hand, and the envious nations of Eu-
rope lose not the opportunity of revenge.—
What means this fearful change which a few
years have wrought ¢ Whence comes thig
desolation and woe ? We answer a depar-
ture from thé principles on which the govern-
ment was established ; the triumph of a sec-
tional minority over a majority ; a departure
from sound Democratic faith, and an admin-
istration of evil, blight and death. The
question may be asked, why have we sketch
ed the wonderful progress of our nation to
this dark hour, and what conclusivns are to
be deduced from the circumstances of our
birth, growth and present fearful condition,
on the very brink of death? Turst: That
Det ocracy made us what we were—its op.
posite what we ore ; that the principles of
Deinocracy were gathered from the council-
fires of every nation that ever existed ; that
they were picked up in the ruins of Egypt,
in the blood and dust of batJe-scarred Asia;
gathered amid the flashing scimitais of the
Greeks ; from the [ulling ruins of Carthage,
within the walls of Rome ; strengthened by
the ficree fires to which they were exp sed
upon the oft contested plains of Europe:
putificd by the awful perils of our fathers
on the raging deep. in the forests of the new
continent, through he carnage of two wars,
and finally condensed by the founders of
this Republic, making us the admiration, the
terror and hope of mankind. That a depar-
ture from those principles has made us the
scorn, the pity and contempt of the world;
and that a return to them is our oily hope
of salvation, the only hope of preserving to
mankind the prize for which the world has
been deluged in blood, and the bright bless-
ing of which we have, for a brief space, en-
Joyed—the right of self government.
Howarp, Pa. J. P.M.
Jan. 20, 1853,
ytd
07 A lady refused her lover's request,
that she would give him her portrait. ‘Ah, |
it matters not,’ he replied when blest |
with the original, who cares for the copy.’
The lady, both ignorant and 1adignant—
‘I don’t think myself mere original than any
body else.’
I= The ediwor of the Lawrence American
having enlisted in the nine months quota,
publishes a portrrit of his editorial substi-
tute while absent in the war. It looks very
much like a pair of scissors.
a eles
(7 The chairman of ‘a political meeting
secing a rowdy who was raising his arm to
throw a stale egg at him, cried out, ‘Sir,
your motion is out of order.”
—a a
17= A Californian recently wrote to a
friend in the east—‘You had better come
out here, for mighty mean men get in office
in California ’
|
— eee —
27 The man that mashes the end of his
finger with a hammer does uot hit the right
uail ou the head.
THE NEWSPAPER.
There is “more tiuth than poetry” in the
following article, which we clip from an ex-
change, and which we hope will be read and
heeded by many rcaders of the Warcumax,
whe are not subscribers :
A man eats up a pound of sugar. and the
pleasure he has enjoyed is ended : but the
information he gets from a newspaper is
treasured up in the mind, to be used when-
ever occasion or inclination cells for it.; for
the newspaper is not the wisdom of one man
or two men—it is the wisdom of the age—
of past ages too. A family without a news-
paper is always behind the times in general
information ; besides they never think
much or find anything to think about. And
then there are the httle ones growing up in
ignorance, without a taste for reading. Be-
s'des all these evils, there is the wife, who
when her work is done, has to sit down
with her hands in her lap, and has nothing
to relieve her mind from the toils and cares
cf the domestic circle.
The newspaper is the cheapest luxury in
existence. From no other source can so
much pleasure and profit be obtained at so
little cost. Think of it ! the history of the
world’s life for a weck ; intelligence from
every event worth patting into print © ac-
counts of war and accousits of peace ; the
rise and fail of dyrastics ; the fluctuations
of the market ; the incidents of commerae ;
casualities by fire a: d fl od ; robberies, and
murders, and defaleations, and elopements,
and suicides, and hangings : deaths and
births, and marriages ; scraps of wit and
humor, tales and poems, speeches and es
says, recipes for making pudding and anti-
dotes for diptheria ; hints upon love and
matrimony ; conundrums and moral pre-
cepts, apothegs and juecx d' esprit, puns and
pasquinades—and all for four cents a week '
Think of it ! the faithful chiom:ler of uni-
versal affairs—for the price of one cigar—or
a single glass of brandy !
The newspaper is the greatest of reform-
ers. It revolutionizes the household. It
does more to educate the {amily than all the
schuolmasters thay ever swayed the rod. Tt
carries life and light with it wherever it
goes. It stimulates the husband to sturdier
cflorts, sends the housewife singing to her
work, and leads the cuildren by flowery
paths up the height of knowledge. It is a
friend that does not betray, a mother that
docs not whisper evil counsel.
It is the best mental tonic. It arouses
the slumbering energies of the soul, and
makes the currents of life flow more freely
and healthy. Deprived of its more genial
influences, society would go to rust, the
wheels of progress would be arrested, and
the world relapse into the darkness of the
Medizval times.
The Great Fight between Halleck and
Stanton.
Stanton Ahead when the Police Interfered
—A Brilliant Passage at Arms —Strategy
Nowhere,
Our special correspondent at Washington
sends us a somewhat full account of the
late fight between Stanton and lMalleck,
mentioned in the last letter of the World $
correspondent. The affair touk place in the
War Department buildings, and was an ex-
ceedingly spirited one” But for the timely
interference of the authorities, it might have
resulted in the utter extinction of the com.
batarts, 1t had no connection whatever
with political or warlike matters, having
grown out of a little misunderstanding in
regard to a commercial transaction.
Tt secms that Halleck and Stanton traded
jack-knives +f unsigh® and uuseen,’” and Hal-
leek being cheated thereby, wished to wade
back. To thiz Stanton: would not agres .nd
consequently Hal. got wad all of a sudd:n,
and told Stanton that if he would not trade
back he'd whip him, Ed. retorted that the
Halleck who could whip him wasn't yet
born in the world, and foilowed up this as.
enemy’s works.
The battle now became general, lalleck
commenced operations by throwing out skir-
wmishers in the shape of a ** bunch of fives,”
that were landed under Ed.’s left peeper.—
Ed. then opened on his adversary an enfila-
ding fire of inkstands and paper-weights,
which, however, were aimed too high and
did no damage beyond the demolishing of a
few lights of glass. At his moment there
was a temporary cessation of hostilities, Ed.
mistaking a portion of Hal’s shirt, that
dropped from the rear of position, for a flag
of truce. i
Hal. took advantage of this mistake to
undertake a flank movement ; but by so
dong he unwittingly exposed his rea: to an.
oiher terrific attack, and was forced to
make a precipitate retreat. Fortunately, at
‘this moment the police arrived upon the
spot, and pul a quictus on fartner opera-
tions, otherwise there’s no knowing what
might have taken place. The parties were
just about being lodged in the stationhouse
when Lincoln ‘went bail’ for their apper-
anca at court, and thus the Matter ended
for the time deing. Both sides were baddly
cut up.
GO pen
177” Why is a man’s coat larger when he
takes it out of a carpet bag ¢ Because he
| tinds it in-creases.
[77 Why is a mouse like a load of hay ?
Because the cat'll eat it.
-
sertion with a sound kick in the re.r of the i
Speech of Adam V. Larrimer, Esq.
The following eloquent address, delivered
on the occasion of the death of Joel Tuttle,
Esq., a member of the Pottawattamie (Ia)
Bar, will be read with interest by the peo-
p eof this community, coming fas it does,
from the lips of one who was formerly a cit
izen of this county, and who was born and
bred amid the mountnins around Pleasant
Gap. Ad’s old {riends are glad to hear from
him and to know that he is making his mark
in the world. Here is the speech:
Larise. may it please the Court, to an-
nounce here, that since the adjournment ol
our last term of Court, the Pottawattamie
County Bar, has lost one of its members,
and this community one of its most valued
and promising young men, by the death of
Joel Tuttle, in May last, in the city of St.
Lows, Mo. I rise also to ask, that we may
pause for this day at least, in our delibera
tions in the affairs of this life, to devote it to
the memory of one, who in life was so wor
thy of our regard, and whose death we can-
not but mourn,
it 's the first occasion of the kind since I
have bec a member of this Bar, but al-
though we as a class, have been peculiarly
favored. during the time we have been asso-
ciated together, it has been none the less
true that
“There's not a wind that blows but bears with it
Some rain-bow promise—not a moment flies
But puts its sickle in the field of life
And mows its thousands, with their joys and
cares.”’
Less than a year ago, Joel Fattle was
here in our midst, in the vigor of youth, in
the strength of manhood, and it ts hard for
us to realize that one so young, so promis-
ing so endeared to all who knew him, by a
profusion of manly virtues, to-day i§ num-
bered with the dead, Bat athough diad
he is not forgotten. The part he acted in
the drama of life was such that his name
survives his deatd, and may be remembered
by posterity.
With many this is an honorable ambi-
tion, and he who would succeed in being
thus remembered, must have labored cred-
itebly in the flelds of literature ; or have
done some act worthy of being recorded by
the historian. If he has written nothing
that will be read by postertty ; if he has
dune nothing worthy of being a part of his
country’s history, then so far as this world
is concerned, death is a finality
The frosts of Au umn may destroy the
vegetation of Summer, and winter leave no
trace thereof, but the rejuvea essence of
Spring again clothes the earth with verdure
and beauty, and all appears as it once was,
but it is not sc with the lifc of man—when
he yields at last, as yield he must, to that
voice from the spirit land, whose loties are
heard by the high and the low, the rich and
the poor, the soldier and the civilian, echo-
ing the summons, ’
«Child uf earth come away,” it is with
all but a few indeed, the last of earth.
But it wlll not be so with the memory of
our friend Tuttle. Jt cannot be that one
upon whom nature had lavished with an un-
sparring hand, the insignia of her nobility,
wiih his eventful life. shall, with his dea:h.
be consigned to the oblivion of forgetfulness.
No, his virtues and manly bearing, like the
last. as well as the first rays of the sun, tha:
tinge the mountain top with golden hues,
have enshrined lis name in our affections
and memories, there to remain, as long as
we vencrate and regard the best order of
talent, used in the excreiseof the highest
atributes that elevate aad adorn bumani-
ty.
Mr. Tuttle, T believe, was a native of the
( State of Indiana, a_graduate of the Miama
University, at Oxford, Ohio, and afterwards
the student at law of Judge Wright, of this
State. 9
In he spring of 1859, he lvcated in this
city, and here commenced the battle of life
on his own account, by the practice of his
profession.
Soon after he came here, 1 became inti-
mately acquainted with him. and often sym-
pathized with him mn his despondings of
success of which he was not so hopeful as
he might have been, with the talents he had
to command—wkhich only required time to
make him an honor and an ornament to the
profession of his choice. Ile continued the
practice of his profession with more than
the ordinary success of young practitioners
--until Sepiember or October, 1861, at
which time he went to Birds Point, and
joined as a private, the 2d Regiment of Io-
his brother, now Brigadier General Tuttle.—
He afterwards became Adjutant of the 2d
lowa. and was for sow:e time Post Adjutant
at Benton Barracks. After this his regi-
ment was ordered to Tennessee, and he re-
paired with if to the more active and danger
ous fields of the conflict to which he had de-
voted his life.
He led a portion of the lowa 2¢ in their
gallant charge at Fort Donelson, and after-
wards participated in the ever memorable
battle of Shiloh, and there amid * that con-
fliot, fierce and wild, all unmoved by the
dead and dying as they fall around him, he
thinks but of victory, and when night, for
the time, puts an end to the strife, and that
battlctield is enveloped with the darkness of
night, contemplating the more imminent
dangers of the morrow, he may have thought
Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori, and
on the renewal of the struggle at early dawn
have sought new posis of danger ; but up-
wa Volunteers, then under the command of |
NO. 4
on that battlefield be did note,
The prayer of the soldier when he knows
he must encounter his last encmy is, that he
may die upon the battle ficld, and the cai.
non's roar may be bis last reqninm. The
-low tedium of disease he contempla ¢s wiih
horror. But the armor once on to do de-
voir to the service of Lis country, willingly
he encounters danger and death, feeling
that,
“Oh if there be on this early sphere,
A boon, an offering that heaven bolls dent
"Tis the last libation that liberty draws
From the heart that blesds and breaks in her
causo.”’
Soon after the battle of Shiloh, Mr, Tat-
tle being prostrated with typhoid fever,
sought to return to his friends and kindred
in [owa, but when he reached St. Louis, he
was 80 uch reduced that he was unable to
proceed on his journey, and there at half
past 6 o'clock, on the 13th of last May, the
brave and gallant Adjutant of the Iowa 2d,
bid adieu to the fields of internecine strife.
while his spirit winged its way to his fa-
ther and his God. Yes, here the accom-
plished scholar, the reserved yet courteous
gentieman, the lawyer, the officer, the duti-
ful son, the afiectiorate brother, the true
friend, without father, brothers or sisters
around him, laid himself down to die.
But such is war. 1 et us hope that the
time for a demand for such costly sacrifices
will so7n be over—that hereafter all may re-
gard fiachty to the Constitution and laws
in pursuance thereof, of a common country,
as the cloud by day, and the pillar of fre
by night, which is to dircet us in the paths
of peace and prosperity, and thus stall we
“form a more perfect Union, and establish
justice, insure domestic tranquility, provide
for the common defence, promote the gener-
al welfare, and secure the blessings of liber-
ty to ourselves and our posterity.” Then
shall our Government, if not at peace with
the world, at peace with iiself, be establish-
ed upon a basis firm and enduring as the
wave cinctured rock, which moveth not as
ocean's storms pass over jt.
. May it please the Court, I offer the fol
lowing resolutions :
Resolved, That wa, the members of the
Bar, and officers of the District Court ot
Pottawattamie County, Towa, deeply lament
the death of Joel Tuttle, E:q., late a mem-
ber of our Bar, and cherish, in aflectionate
remembrance, his many virtues and emmi-
nent worth as a lawyer and a citizen ; and
that we deeply sympathize 1.ith the rela-
tives of the dvceased, in the Joss they have
sustained in the lamented death of a dutiful
son and an aflectionate brother.
24. Resolved, That the above resolution
be entered upon the Minutes of the Court—
that the Clerk be requested to forward a co-
py of the same to the relatives of the do-
ceased ; and that as a further merk of ro
spect, that this Court do now edjourn.
CRS
HOW HE GOT HIS W.FR
John W——— was, or is, a gemious. He
wade qui‘e a pile in the Mexican war, and
invested it in a canal boat running on the
Ohio Canal. John was a batchelor, but in
course of time was smitten by the little god.
An old farmer, who lived ii. the ¢ heal’ path
near Masillon, had two rosy-cheeked daugh-
ters, but all attempts to gain an introduc-
tion by their admirers, were foiled by the
old man. A large chunk of beef bought oft
the mastiff, and Jobn proceeded to deliber-
ately appropriate the various articles hang-
ing on the clothes line. Chemizetts and
stockings, breeches, shirts and things were
crowded in inglorinus confusion into the ca-
pacious bag carried by John on this occa-
sion. They were brought abjard the boat
and placed in the “bow cabin,” to pave the
way for an introducticn 01 the return trip.
A week after, the boat passed the farm
house on its way south ; and John jumped
ashore and went to the house. le repre-
sen'ed that one of his drivers had stolen the
clothing ; that he had discharg-d him, and
desired to restore the articles. The ladies
were delighted, as the sack contained all
their “Sunday fixings.” The old man
said x
+ always thenght that all the boatmen
would steal ; aud 1 am delighted to find one
honest one. You must call again, captain,’
The captain did call again, and soon after
married the ‘‘youngest.”
On the wedding night, he told his wife the
ruse he had used to gain an introduction,
and the old man gave orders that no more
clothing should be ‘out o’ nights,’
—— er. ea——
AN INTELLIGENT CONTRABAND, —Ary
| Chaplain—*My young colored friend can
you read 2°
& Contraband —*Yes, sah.”
+ Chapla n— Glad to hear it. Shall T give
you a paper ¥
Coutraband—* Sarfin, Massa,
please.”
Chaplin —'Very good. What paper would
you choose, now ¥ :
Contraband —** Well, mass, if you chews
Ill take a paper of terbrackar, Yah!
yah!
if you
07 Second thoughts are best, man God's
first thought ; woman bis second.
IZ7Why is a vain young lady like a,
confirmed drunkard? Because neither of
them 13 satisfied with the moderate use of
the glass.
+(C7What an vbstinate man,” sad the
second, “if wy life is spared I will.