The Jeffersonian. (Stroudsburg, Pa.) 1853-1911, July 13, 1865, Image 1

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Btwtcb to politics, literature, Agriculture, &ttntl, Jttoratita, dixit Mineral Mdligeri'tX
VOL. 24.
STROUDSBTJRG, MONROE COUNTY, PA JULY 13, 1865;
NO. I'9;
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Published by Theodore Schoclu
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JOB PRINTING,
OF ALL KINDS,
Ixeetted in the highest style of the Art, and ontlie
most rcason-ible terms.
Death of the C. & A.
The following is popular in the army,
nd will be recognized by many of the
returning veterans :
Died, near the Southsidc Railroad, on
Sunday, April 9th 18G5, the Southern j be reasonably supposed that this prospec
Concdcracy, aged four years. Conceiv,- live wealth by no means lessened the
cd in sin, born in iniquity, nurtured by number of her adorers
tyranny, died of a chronic attack of! Among those most ardent and nnrW
Punch. U. S. Grant, attending physician;
Abraham Lincoln undertaker j Jeff. Da-
Vis, Chief mourner
sriTAriiv
Gentle stranger, drop a tear,
The C. S. A., lies buried here ;
In youth it lived and prospered well.
But like Lucifer it fell
Its body here, its soul well,
E'n if I knew I wouldu't tell ;
Rest, C. S. A., from every strife
Your death is better than your life;
And this one line shall "race vour crave.
"Your death gave
freedom to tho elavo."
The movement in New York to com
pel the butchers and speculators to lower
the price of meats is quite a strong one.
Miles O'Reilly contributes some verses
on the subject. We cop- one of the
three stanzas :
"Pass the word along- the line,
Let the butchers come lo grief!
When wc breakfast, sup or dine,
Let us shun the sight of beef!
Let us be as flesh of swine
Unto Israel's strict believers;
And, till present rates decline,
Let us all be Anti-bcefers !"
"Hoisted by Her own Petard."
Down in Center Street, the other uight,
a stout woman of the Irish persuasion,
who had just rolled a barrel of ale into
her deh. sat down-on the head of it to
get breath, and cool herself after the in
tense physical exertion incident upon the
deposit of the said barrel in the accustom
ed comer. Though she had ceased work
ing, the ale did not, and presently burst
cut the head of the barrel, hoisting the
old lady to the ceiling, demolishing her
bottles and driuking utensils, and raising
the old Nick generally. " The old lady
picked herself up, and after looking for a
moment at the ruin, wildly exclaimed,
"Ah ! be Jabus, bad luck to the mon that
put the torpedy ia the bar'l." Portland
Advertiser.
Pat and his Pig.
A rolicking Hibernian of the light
division iu the Peninsula, was trudging
nlotig the road with a pig tied to a string
behiud him, when, as bad luck would
have it, he was overtaken by Gen. Can
ford. The salutiou, as may be supposed,
was not the most cordial. "Where did
you steal that pig, you plundering ras
cal ?" "What pig, General ?" exclaimed
Paddy, turning rouu8 with the most inno
cent surprise. "Why, that pig you hare
behind you, you villain." , "Well, then,
Iprotest, General," rejoined Paddy, noth
ing abashed, and turning round to his
four-footed companion, as if he had nev
er seeu him before, "it is seandlous to
think what a wicked world we live in, and
how ready folks are to take away an
honest boy's character. . Some blackguard
wanting to get me into trouble, has tied
that baste to my cartouch box." The
General smiled and rode on.
Proved It
We once knew a man who on his rc
tara from public meeting, burst'opon his
door in his rage, upset his children, kick
"i his dog, hurled his hat beind the grate,
nd paced the room back and forth like
a chafed tiger.
"What is the matter, my dear ?" asked
his wondering wife.
"Matter !" roared the angry husband,
"matter euough. Neighbor B has
publicly called me a liar."
"0, oever mind that, my dear," replied
Uie good woman affectiouately, - "he can't
prove it, and nobody will believe him."
"Prove it I" replied the mad man,
&ore furiously than before, "he did
prove it. He brought witnesses aud
proved it on the spot !"
In Franklin, Pa., there
was a well.
which numnnd one hundred
barrels of
petroleum a day. The proprietors were, 1
after much persuasion, indu'eed to part
with it for SG0,000, when they at once
departed for other fields of usefulness.
When the new owners took posession they
lotrnd a pipe leading from the tank to a
plug in the well, so that wheu the engine
started the oil ran from the tank kito the
well, and pumped theuce into fne tank
again, thus keeping up an inexhaustsblc
supply.
A bnld fhiflf fitonned
a train on the !
Peru and Indianapolis railroad, the other j
night, by pulling the engineer's signal
net . and whi p, pvp.rvhndv was trvmg to
uuu: out wnv tnp. train naa STOuueu. me
wfe in the express car was taken out. It
contained"- $22,000, and neither money
cor thief nave bceni heard from siqceY
COURTING TTtfDEB DIFFICULTIES.
BY CLARA AUGUSTA.
Kate Blake was the onlv daup-hfor nf
Jacob Blake, the old mr nf IVw
iJrook.
She was more than commonly pretty
and her frank, engaging manners enhan
ced the charms of golden hair, pearly
skin, and eyes like the blue skies of sum
mer. At her father's dnnrti sh
; be heiress to the nice little sum of seven-
-j IUUU2UUU uoiKtrs, ana tnougn men gen
j erally profess not to be influenced by pe-
fir t ini1Pnn J.ll 1.1 V
, wumuijr ujuuura in anairs ox love, it is to
i most sincere, was Will Dartmouth, a rat-
ue-orainea young carpenter, with a heart
""o1 "'a purse, ana very
lnVAM i I " - ,
little
uiougnt, or care, lor consequences.
Fortunately, old Jacob never suspected
the partiality of his daughter for Will ;
he would have put her on bread and wa
ter before he would have consented to
the slightest degree of intimacy with Will
Dartmouth.
Jacob Blake was not in favor of mar
riage. TllOSC who knp.w his (irciimcfnn.
ces were not surprised at this, for, to use
a phrase more expressive than elegant,
.Mrs. Blake was a Tartar, with temper
enough for two Tartars.
Old Jacob had to "walk Spanish" for
the mot part, or suffer the consequen
ces, which usually descended on his head
iu lucsuaucoi any uonicstic uiensu wnicii
,1.T C .1 i i 1
happened to be lying around handy.
A maiden sister of 3Jr. Blake resided
in the family, whose principal business
seemed to be to act as a sort of echo to
her brother aud his wife. Whatever
they thought, she thought, too.
She regarded it as a primary sin for
Katie to associate with the young men.
and this doctrine was perseveringly drill
ed into her niece, who, though she never
dissented, had her own ideas on the sub
ject. One day Mr. Blake and his wife went
to Dcdham, to attend a fair, and Miss
Peggy being absent at a friend's, Katie
was left alone. Will Dartmouth in some
way learned the coudition of affairs, and
early in the. afternoon he came over to
keep Katie's company.
As her pareuts were not expected home
uutil the ncxtday,and Peggy not until late
in the evening, Will felt perfectly secure in
stopping awhile after supper; and he and
Katie were having a jolly time popping
corn in the old-fashioned frying-pan, over
the huge wood fire, when there was the
sound of voices at the door.
"Good gracious !" cried Katie, turning
white with alarm, "that's Aunt Peggy
Oh, Will, what shall we do ! She will
scold me to death , and father will be fu
rious. Get under the lounge, quick !
Oh, Will, do. for my sake !"
Will could not withstand the pleading
in Katie's c'es, and deposited himself in
the designated place.
Katie put out the light, and darting
into an adjacent bedroom, in a moment
was apparently sound asleep.
Peggy's voice was heard spcaking'soft
ly in the entry.
"Be careful, Mr. Pike. There's a loose
board there. I don't want to disturb my
niece. Softly ; it may creak."
"Peggy, dear, where arc you?" respon
ded the squealing voice of Esquire Pike,
the widower of a year. "I can't tell
which way you've gone."
"There, Daniel I be easy. Good heav
ings ! Daniel Pike ! Well, I never !"
and a report burst on the air like uncork
ing a champagne bottle.
"Oh, my!" cried Aunt Peggy, "what
would brother Jacob say? I declare, I
hain't been kissed by a man sense "
"Let Jake mind his own business !"
retorted the Squire. "You and I can
take care of ours without his help ;" and
there followed a report similar to the first,
only more of it.
"Do be quiet, Daniel, and let me get a
light. Set right down there, afore the
fire, and make yourself at home."
A light was soon procured, Peggy di
vested herself of her wrappings, and
blushing like a girl in her teens, sat down
opposite the Squire.
"It's a fine evening," said Peggy, by
way of opening the conversation.
"Very," replied the Squire, drawing
his chair close to hers, and laying his arm
over the back.
"Oh, good gracious ! Daniel, don t set
i
quite so nigh to me. I that is, 1 don t
consider it strictly properous. Mercy !
what was that?"
Both listened'attentively.
'It was the wind rattling the window,
1 guess," said the Squire. "Don't you j
go to getting so narvous, Peggy." ,
i thought it was Katie waking up.-
And if she should, I never should hear
the last of it."
"Hark ! There is a noise I "
"ftrnmous airth ! it's bells. It's Jake
and marm coming back ! What
shall I;
do ? We re done for ! Oh, Squire, 'tamt.
rHit for us to be nothing to one tother ?,
i Do help me ! What shall I do "
"Tell me where to go, i'eggy i say
the word ! I'll go any wheres, lor your
sake, if it's up the chimney I"
. "Under the lounge, quick ! . It s wide,
1 111 I
anu win nom you weu
uu uciaj u mi
inute !
The Squire obeyed, but the space was
already so well filled that it was with dif
Sculty he could' squeeze himself into so
j
small a compass, And just as he had
succeeded, Mr. Blake and his wife enter
ed the room, floundering along in the
dark, for Peggy had deemed it best to ex
tinguish the light.
'Jake made for the lire, which still
glowed red with coals, stumblp.d nvnr ?i
cricket, and fell headlong against Peo-p-v.
who was standing bolt upright, trying to
collect her scattered senses
'The deuce ;" cried Jake, "Look out
there, old woman, or you'll be down over
me. it s dark as a pocket here, and I've
ion over the rocking cheer, or the churn.
1 can't tell which. Hullo ! what's that?"
reaching out his hand to feel for his situ
ation, and
coming
in contact with the
nearaea lace ot the Hauire. 'Kv P.orrw
its got whiskers ! Pes ! Pes ! where
are you ? and where's Kate ? and what's comparisons betray his habits of close ob
this ?" servation. He dresses in a careless but
The Souire did not relish fbn finnTf
made on his hirsute aonendan-es. nnd bv
way of retaliation he gave a series of vi"-
orous kicks, which hit Will Dartmouth
m the region of the stomach, and stirred
his bile.
"Look here, old chap !" exclaimed he;
'Tm perfectly willing to share my quar-
tnyo ,.,!fV. : Ui.U !
it ; but you'd better not undertake to oitca tne smallest ia the army. For sev
play that again." era' months past he has been living in a
"Hevings !" ejaculated Peggy ; "whose
voice is that?"
"Who in the deuce is here? that's
what I want to know " nnVd Xil-i stnio-.
no Tnr nn ,trvflrrl,f tnpi tiAn flT-Ti,llf t
who's fell down over my legs ?"
"I'll let von knnwr who's dnwn nnH
who's up !" said the voice of Mrs. Blake:
... j ,i. . ii i ,
ana me oia iaay cramoiea up, only logo
instantly down again over a chair. "Jake,
where are you ? Git up this instant, and
git a light, or I'll shake your breath out,
when 1 git on my feet again
Jake started to obey, and lust
then
the
Tige,
the watch dog, who, hearing
uproar,
had managed to break lbose from
his chain, rushed upon the scene, and
set up his best bow-wow.
The Squire had a mortal horror of dogs,
and neither fear nor love was strong e
nough to keep him quiescent now. He
sprang to his feet with a yell ; Will fol
lowed. Katie, full of alarm for her lov
er, hopped out of bed, and appeared with
a flaming tallow dip. Peggy flung her
arms around the Squire's neck, with a
cry of terror, and Jake was silent with a
mazement. Mrs. Blake was the only one
who possessed her wits. She seized the
corn-popper, and laid about her with vig
or.
Her aim was not always correct, and,
in consequence, she smashed the looking
glass into a thousand fragments, and
knocked down the clock from its shelf,
and demolished two bowls and a pitcher
that were quietly reposing on the mantel.
The Squire broke from Peggy's em
brace, and dashed out of the wiudow.
Will followed him, and Mrs. Blake would
have pursued by the same outlet,-but she
was a little too large to get through with
ease.
A dreadful council was holden ; Jake
stormed, and Mrs. Blake threatened; and
at last both Peggie and Katie confessed.
And Jake and his wife were so rejoiced
at the prospect of getting rid of Peggy,
that they forgave their daughter, and
took Will Dartmouth home at the end of !
the year.
And in due time, Peggy and the Squire
were made one flesh.
A Sensible Father and Sensible Children,
At Central Falls, N. Y., Mr, and Mrs.
Osborne had a celebaation of their golden
wedding. There was a gift and a speech;
and both the gift and the speech implied
the best relations among the parties, and
showed that the family were ot the right
type for the North where labor is held
to be honorable and useful industry a
virtue. The eldest son made the follow
ing address, which tells the whole story ;
My dear father : Allow me, on behalf of
my brothers, to present to you this new
and bright hoe. It is an emblem of the
principles you early inculcated in us.
You taught us to be industrious ; you
taught us how to work. How well wc
have followed the advice you gave, is for
you, and not for us, to say. Years ago,
when taking a departure for the far West,
as a token of remembrance you handed
each of us it was all you then had to
give a hoe, aud said to each, in words
too emphatic to be forgotten, "hoe out
your row."
A Dog Story.
A friend of his said President Lin
coln passing along a village street, was
painfully bitten by an ugly dog. A sin
gle blow of a heavy stick, skillfully aim
ed, killed the animal instantly; but the en
- -
raged pedestrian coutinued topummel the
whelp, till little vestige of the canine form
remained. At length he was accosted
with, "What are you about i mat dog
has beeu dead these ten minutes." "I
tknow it; was the reply ; "but I want to
give the beast a realizing sense that there
is punishment after death.
Pennies are beginning to DC a arug in
the market again. The Brooklyn Ferry
Company offer them in sums of 20 at
three per cent aiscounc.
. . ,
a I- X. AAIi
A passage oi compliments reueuwjr mui.
place in the Philadelphia Common Coun
cil, in which Mr. Kamerly knocked down
Mr. Gray, and Mr. Gray upset Mr. Jvam
v . . . ' i
erly. The corabatants were separata uy
friends and, each having been severely
bruised,, expressed their regrets.
Recollection 6f Grant.'
MANNERS AND HABITS.
In his manners, dress, and style of liv
ing, Grant displays more republican sim
plicity than any other general officer of
the army. In manner he is very unassu-
miuS and approachable, and his conver
sat,on & noticeable from its unpretending
plain, and straightforward style. There
is nothing didactic nor pedantic in his
tone or language. His rhetoric is more
remarkable for the compact structure
than the elegance and finish of his sen
tences. He talks practically, and writes
as he talks ; and his language, written
and oral, is distinguished by strong com-
aeuse. ne seiaoni mauiges m ngu
rative language ; but when he does, his
by no means slovenly manner. Though
Qis uniform conforms to army regulations
ln cut and trimmings,, it is often, like that
ot bherman, worn threadbare. He never
wears any article which attracts attention
by its oddity, except, indeed, the three
stars which indicate his rank. His ward-
robe when campaigning, is generally ve-
TV KCmfc. whilfi his (iPilHnnnrbra (rain ?n
,0S nut of unpretending dimensions on
tne James River, sleeping on a common
camp cot, and eating at a table common
fco all his staff, plainly furnished with
good roast beef, pork and beans, "hard
tack," and coffee. It is related of the
General that when the march to the rear
of Vicksburg began, he announced to his
army me necessity oi "moving ngnt, t-e.
without extra baggage. Heset an exam
pie by sending to the rear all his baggage
except a green bner.root pipe, a tooth
brush, and a horn pocket-comb.
PERSONAL APPEARANCE.
Grant is not so tall as Sherman nor so
heavy as Thomas. His short statue would
have made it difficult for him to enlist in
the British army. He is but an iuch a-
bove the minimum standard of officers of
our army, but being straight and some
what spare, he has the appearance of be
ing above medium height. Sherridan
and Logan are the only Major-Generals
in our army who are shorter in figure
than Grant. His forhead is high and
square. His hair was originally a dark
brown, but at forty-three, his present age,
it is fast becoming sprinkled with iron
gray. His eyes are sharp and expressive,
thongh small, peering out from under his
overarching brow with great brilliancy.
His nose is acquiline. His mouth is
sniallanu1 he has a habit of closely com
pressing his lips. His chin and cheeks
are covered with a heavy beard, which
he never shaves but keeps closely cropp
ed or trimmed.
AT THE BATTLE OF SIIILOH.
The following story of Grant may be
apocryphal. If true, however, it is a fine
commentary on his character. If not
true, it shows that the trait of firmness is
such a prominent one that anecdotes have
been originated to illustrate it. The sto
ry runs that immediately after the battle
of Shiloh, Gen. Buell began criticising,
in a friendly way, what he termed the
bad policy displaj'ed by Grant in fighting
with the Tennessee River in his rear.
"Where, if beaten, could you have re
treated, General?" asked Buell.
(I didn't mean to be beaten," was
Grant's reply.
"But suppose you had been beaten ?"
"Well, there were all tbs transports to
cross the river."
"But, General," urged Buell, "your
whole number of transports could not con
tain over ten thousand men,- and you
have fifty thousand engaged.
"Well," said Gnint "ten thousand men
is as many as there would have been left
to cross."
AT FORT DONELSOtf.
A fine illustration of his practical turn
of mind is found in a story related of
him when operating before Fort Donel
son. On the night before the surrender,'
the preparations of a portion of the reb
els to evacuate the Fort led Gen. McCler
nard to believe they were meditating an
attack, and he communicated his suspi
cions to rG rant, at the same time sending
him a prisoner who had been captured a
short time before. On reading McCler
nard's dispatch, Grant ordered the pris
oner's haversack to bo .searched. It was
found that it was filled with rations.
"If the rebels intended to hold the fort
they would not encumber their men with
rations. They are preparing to leave,"
was the very sage and practical reasoning
of the General ; and he immediately or-
dere McClernard to assume the offensive
The result was that a commanding ridge,
near jjover, souin oi me ion was carnea.
and only a portion of the garrison escaped;
the remainder capitulated.
HIS OPINION O TJIE ARMY OF THE TO
TOMAG. A short time aftc
r he assumed personal
supervision-of Meade's array, General 0-!oi an immense stoci. or wormiess ciicck
glesby asked him what he thought of its ; books and accounts, on which they had
personel. ' expected to realize handsome little for-
' US IS fl VPPV finn nrmtr" lift rftnried.
"and these men I am told have fought
with great courage and bravery. I think
J " '"J ! -r ---r'
however, that tho Army of the Potomac
has never fought its battles through,
It certainly fought them through at the
vnaerness, cspoitsyivauiu, uuu mo i.ppu
mattox, and fully confirmed Grant's faith
in the superior endurance of the men.
HIS FAITH IN SUCCESS.
During-'tho battles of3 the' Wilderness
an aid brought the Lieutenant-General
news of a serious disaster to the Second
Corps, which was vigorously attacked by
A. P. Hill. "I don't believe it," was the
slow answer of Grant, inspired by his
faith in his success. The aid was sent
back for further reports, and. found that
the reported disaster had been exaggera
itea. Harpers Weekly.
The State Prisoners.
The Inquirer's Fortress Monroe corres
pondent gives some interesting items rela
tive to the condition and behaviour of the
head traitors confined at the place :
John Mitchel is treated very much in
the style of the more important Eobs
He subsists on Government army rations,
is closely guarded, and is not allowed the
wherewithal to manufacture treasonable
newspaper articles ; nor is he furnished
with papers or any reading matter, save
the Uible, or any prayer book that he
may desire. John wiles away the weary
hours of his prison life with smoking
He brought a pipe with him, and is al
lowed tobacco. No conversation is per
mitted with him, nor does he court any.
Thus far he has shown himself rather
taciturn than otherwise.
Clem Clay smokes with philosophic
indifference. He occasionally addresses
a pleasant remark to his guards. As a
prisouer he has given very little trouble.
From the beginning he has subsisted on
the army ration. He eats but little,
smokes a great deal, and has evidently
made up his mind that neither fretting
nor grumbling will help his case, and the
best course to be pursued is to take things
easily and quietly.
Jeff. Davis, the chief of all offenders,
has fully recovered his health. He has
not yet been returned to his first diet,
the army ration. His food is prescribed
by Df: Craven, and is such as will con
duce most to his health. Since the tone
ot his physical health has been restored,
he too has taken to puffing the Indian
weed. He uses an elegant mcrshaum
pipe, which he brought with him into
the Fortress. The bowl is wrought iu
the semblance of a turbancd head a la
zouave. The stem and mouth-piece are
of pure amber. This pipe is doubtless a
relic of the pseudo royalty that Jeff, main
tained while presiding ever the fortunes
of the ignis fatuus Confedearcy.
As not a word is allowed to be said to
Davis, he speaks very little. No one is
allowed to see him. Occasionally a highly
imaginative or positively mendacious
individual, passing through here,
out that he has seen Jeff. Davis.
gives
These
statements are utterly false : no one
whatever, excepting only the guards, and
General Miles, have looked upon the "fal
len Lucifer" since his incarceration.
Cabinet officers have visited the fort since
Jeffs imprisonment there, but not even
to them was accorded the privilege of
looking upon him. Passes to enter the
fort can only be obtained by persons well
known here, and these must have most
urgent business. Then, when within
the coveted enclosure, they arc obliged
to transact their business and then leave,
not even seeing the row of castematcs
wherein Jeffs cell is situated.
Swindlers Caught,
A despatch from Washington to the New
York times says that most of the scamps
who have been swindling our soldiers
are caught with their hands full of un-
collectable accounts one man that we
hear of having on hand 42,000 unpaid
accounts against the Government. Large
sums of money were recently invested in
soldiers, by so called "claim agents" in
that city and Baltimore, who have pur
chased what are called soldier's "check
books." and cashed officers accounts at
enormous discounts. In some instance
the agent giving the soldier but one forth
of the" amount coming to him from the
Government. The sharpers managed to
get information ot the date of expiration
of servfees of all officers. And sometimes,
one is found with a complete list of names
and terms of service of all the members
of a regimen t. Having obtained this in
formation, their custom was to send a
circular specially to each officer and pri
vate, settings forth that they, the agent?,
had peculiar and advantageous facilities
for obtaining the moneys due for bounties
and on account of services. By this
means they iuduced the soldfer to call,
and he was then apprised of difficulties
in the way of immediate collection, etc.,
etc., tho latter generally resulting inhe
purchase of flYc .account (byUie agent,
who had money to advance' and coold af
ford to wait. The recent order of the
Paymaster Geqeval.', directing his" assist
ants so pay only to tho soldier or offfcer
in norson. nas aoouo pin an ena 10 me
D,:,wilo nl Httno m-n,;0n 1 Wr
I ' . , J, that tb oheck.book tran'sfbr s
not such an assignment of the claim as
will entitle the holder to recoive the mon
ey due the soldier. Thus the agents are
bitten, and find themselves tne possessors
I fcUUea.
A large number of letters arc constantly
'turned to the Dead Letter Office on ac
'countof the use of revenue instead of
ietter alamos?
It is authoritatively stated that there
has been no consultation as to the trial
of Jeff. Davis by the Executive branch
of the' Government.'
Terrible Tornado near fied Wing, Minn
Loss of Life and Property.
Bed Wing, June 17. 1865..
A terrible tornado'passed about five"
miles from this city, yesterday p. m., des
troying life and demolishing houses.
Sheriff Chandier was overtaken by the
tornado, and on its approach, leaped from,
his carriage, threw himself upon the
ground, and by clinging to a tree was
saved, but received serious injuries, HV
horse and carriage was taken away, bflr
tween heaven and earth. The horse, to
day, was found in a tree-top 70 rods dis
tant. Fragments of the carriage hays"
since been discovered.
'The dwelling-house of Justice Cham-"
berlain, on the Hestings road, was totally
destroyed, fragments of which are scat
tered for miles. Mrs. Chamberlain sought,
refuge in the cellar, very wisely, thereby.
Having ber life. Mrs. Streeter, who was
descending the cellar stairs, was carried:,
off with the house, and received such
injury as to render recovery impossible.
The telegraph line for half a mile wa
destroyed, and some of the poles were
drawn out . of the ground, and others-,
broken off and the wire found in the
fields some distance away.
In the town of Vasa several buildings
were destroyed and much damage done.
The storm up the Mississippi Valley,
was , very severe and did considerable;
damage. At the Anoka it was sufficiently
violent to overturn wagons" passing- a-r
long the roads.
Artemus Ward has visited Eichmond"
and gives the result of his experience in5
a letter irom which we make the follow
ing extracts : .
There is raily a great deal of Union,
sentiment in this city. I see it on every
haud. I met a man to-day I, am not.afc
liberty to tell his name, but he is in old'
and inflooential citizen of Richmond,
and sez he, "Why ! we've bin fightin? a-"
gin the Old Flag ! Lcr' bless me, how'
singlar!" -He then borrer'd five dollars'
of me and bust into a flood of tears.
Sed another (a man of standic and for
merly a bitter rebel ) "Let us at onco
stop this effooshun of Blud I The Old'
Flag is good enuff for me. Sir," he ad
he added, "you air from the North
Have you a doughnut or a piece of custard-pie
about you ?" I told him no, but'
j j. Knew a man irom Vermont who -had
; just organized a sort of restaurant, where,5
! he could go an make a very comfortable
breakfast on New England rum and cheese."
He borrowed fifty cents of me, and askin
me to send him William Lloyd Garrison's
ambrotypc as I got home he walked off..
Seda nother, "There's bin a tremendous
Union feelin' here from the fust. But
we was kep down by a rain of terror. .
Have you a daggerretipe of Wendell'
Phillips about your person ? and will you?
lend me four dollars for a few days' tUf
we air once mote a happy and united peo
ple ?"
Jeff. Davis is not popular here. Sho
is regarded as a Southern sympathizcr.--&
yet I'm told he was kind to his Par-J
ients. She ran away from 'om many
years ago, and has never bin back This'
was showin 'em a good deal of considera
tion when we reflect what his conduct ha3,
been. Her capturu in female apparel
confooses me in regard to his sex, & you
see I speak of him as a her as frekent as
otherwise, & I guess he feels so hisself.
As I am through, I'll say adoo, gentile
reader, merely rcmarkin' that the Star
Spangled Banner is wavip round looso'
agin, and that there don't seem to be any-,
thing the matter with the Goddess of
Liberty beyond alitc cold.
AHTEMUS WARD;
A Soldier's Dinner.
A. G. Curtin paid a visit, in 18G2 '
Gov.
to the Pennsylvania Reserve Corps.
While with the -Regiment, talking
to the officers and men in front of tho
Colonel's tent, company D drum beat the
call for dinner. The men, ever ready
fell in single file for their rations. Tho:
Governor, wishing to dine with the boys,
called for plate, knife, fork and tin cup'
dishes used at that time by the sol
diers walked toward the head of the'
comnanv to et into thn lino thnf lr
; might not nave to wait until the' last to'
be served. He attempted to get into line
when a fellow took him by the shoulder,'
and politely pushed him aside, saying.'
"No, you doi't. old fellow : vou take vour
turn here." T lie G'ovornor saw the Voko.
as well as the force of the
soldier, and then left. Siarce that time'
be haS had the privilege of giving the
same soldier a lieutenant's commission,
and we know he nercr signed one for
braver or better man.
While some pf tho oil enthusiasts were
prospecting in Venango Couuty, they
discovered the foundation of a house
which must have been built thcro some"
years, ago by the French. Over the walls
stood tho stump of a chestnut' tree, two
feet in diameter. Near tho house was a
kettle cut out of a solhl rockt which evi
dently had been used for smelting metals,
either lead or silver, which is supposed;
to abound in that neighborhood.
( A somewhat juvenile dandy saitj, to
air partner at a ball, "Don't .you .th'inJ?,;
ix
miss, my moustnehious aro
becoming.?"
To which she replied. "Wall s'r tnt
may he coming, but they have uoi'retr.ai
i rivedt"
leuow a argu
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ment, and retired with a hearty laugh to
the rear off the coin pa py, .got his. dinpeSr
(when his turn came,) ate it lilcc a "true
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