EMI Ini QOLE 1t7.--NITII'IBER 29, THE POTTER- JOURNAL .YOBLISIIED BY ns W. .111cAlarney, Pioprietor. $1.50 pg YEAR, : INVARIABLY IN ADVANCE. * * .*Devoted tn. the cause of 'Republicanism, the interests of Agrieulture, the advancement of Education,. and the best good of Potter county. Owning TIO guide except that of Frinciple, it will en eaver to aid in the work of mere fully rreedomizing our Country. - -AcovawnssitENTs inserted at the following sates, excep'twhere special bargains are made. I Square [lO lines] 1 insertion, - - 50 I Li le 3 - - $1 50 each subsequent insertion less than 13, 25 1 Square three mouths,_ -- - ---2 50 1 " six as" 400 ti „ :k . :5 50 I. " one year, - 600 I Column six months, • 20 00 1 It it it 10 00 ft ,«. it . 700 " per year. • 40 00 i 41 ' it Ct 20 00 Administrator's or Executor's Notice, 200 Business Cards, 8 lines or less, per year. 5 00 Special and Editorial Notices, per line, 10 * * *All transient advertisements must be raid in advance; and no notice will be taken of advertisements from a distance, unless they are , accompanied by the money or satisfactory reference. - * * *Blanks; 'and Job Work of all kinds, at tended to promptly and faithfully. BUSINESS CARDS. EULALIA LODGE, No. 342, F. A. M. STATED Meetings on the 2nd and 4th Wedne sdays of each month. Also Masonic gather ings on every Wednesday Evening, for work And practice, at their Hall in Coudersport. B. S. COLWELL, W. M. SLutmt . ITANEN, Soc'y. JOHN S. MANN, ATTORNEY AND COUNSELLOR AT LAW, . Coudersport, Pe..; will attend the several Courts in PhVeer and 3l'Kean COunties. All business entrusted in his care will receive prontpt attention. Office corner of West and Third streets. ARTHUR G. OWL ED, I ATTORNEY-,4: . COUNSELLOR AT LAW, Coudersport, Pa., will attend to all business entrusted to his care, with prciuptnes and fidelity. Office on Soth-west comer of Main and Fourth. streets. ISAAC BENSON ATTORNEY AT LAW, Condersport, - Pa., will attend to all business entrusted to him; with care and promptness - . Office on Second st., sear the Allegheny Bridge. F. W. KNOX, ATTORNEY AT LAW Coudersport, wil regularly attend the Courts in Pottei an( the adjoining Counties.. 0. T. ELLISON, , - • PRACTICING PHYSICIAN, Coudersport, Pa., respectfully informs the citizens of the vil lage and vicinity that he will promply ie rpond to all calls for professional services. Office on Main st., in building formerly oc cupied by C. W. Ellis, Esq. C. S. &E. A. JONES, • DEALERS IN DRUGS, MEDICINES, PAINTS' Oils, Fancy Article's, Stationery, Dry Good:, Groceries, &c., Main st., Colidersport, Pa. D. D. OLMSTED, DEALER IN .DRY GOODS, READY-MADE Clothing, Crockery, Groceries, &c., Main st., Coudersport, Pa. COLLINS SMITH, 'BALER in Dry Goods,Groceries, Provisions, Hardware,• Queensware, Cutlery, and all Goods usually found in a country Store.— COndersport, Nov. 27, 18C1, COUDERSPORT HOTEL, a 111. F. GLASSNIERE, Proprietor, Corner o- Main and Second Streets, Coudersport, Pot ter Co. ' Pa. A. Livery Stable is alsolkept in eonneof thin with this Hotel. MARK. GILLQN, TAlLOR—nearly opposite the Court House— will make all clothes intrusted to him in the latest and best styles —Prices to suit the times.—Giro - him a call. , • _13.41 dLMSTED B. D. KELLY, OLMSTED & KELLY, • DEALER LN STOVES, TIN & SHEET rrLON IVARE,:Main st., nearly opposite the Court House, =Coudersport, Pa. Tin and Sheet /ton Tire made to order, in good style; on short notice. Ulysses Academy • F till retains as Principal, Mr.E.R.CAMPBELL, Preceptress, Mrs. NETTIE JONES GRIDLEY ; As. sistant, "Miss ADA WALSER The expenses per Term aro : Tuition, from ss'to $6 ; Board, from $1.50 to $11.75, per week; Rooms for self boarding fromS2 to $4: Each term commences upon "Wednesday and continues Fourteen weeks:l Fall term,Aug.27th,lB62;Winter term, Dec.loth;lB62 ; and Spring term, March 25th, 1863. I 0. R. BASSETT, President. W. W. GRIDLEY, Sect'y. Lewisville, July 9; 1362; MIL9IO3ATTAIT HOTEL. NEW YORK. T. Popular Hotel is situated near the JI-'• corner of Murray Street and Broad way opposite the Park within one block of the Hudson , River Rail Road and near the -Erie Bail Road Depot.l It is one of the most pleasant and convenient locations in the city. Board & Rooms $1.50 per day. " N.:HUGGINS, Proprietor. • Feb. 16th, 1863. The acioheater Straw-Cutter. OLMSTED .St KELLY, Coudersport, have the exclusive agency for, this celebrated uraeldne, in this county. It is covenicnt, du able,. and C4EAP.' , Dec. 1, 1860.-12 110'Now is the time to subscribe for your County Paper—THE JOURNAL. • J ._I , I ' • 1 i . • . • . i . - / 11 4 1 /"N, • c .. it • A ' - i . % . S, ,•. . . ' 6) . :' I .if,' i 1 4 4 ...t ( 1 1\1 ._ • 1 ~, r . 11 4, ,_.,,_, 0 . 6 1 , , : •._ . x, ~. i li y -I* . . .1 - P--- • )--I, I ) i • ' ei, ' '' ' 4 4 - G' Q • , • • , . : : 1 <:, 1 , ..elimmimmiliMMlMMl/ A MOTHER'S PRATER. Father :1 in the Battle's fray, - Shelter his dear head, I pray 1 Nerte his young arm with the might Of Justice, Liberty and Right ; Where the red hail de - .Lest falls: Where stern duty loudly calls, Where:the strife is fierce and wild, Father, guard ! 0 guard my child I Where the foe rush swift and strong,. Madly - striving for the wrong; Where - the clashing arms men wield Ring above - the battle-field; Where, the stifling air is hot With the burst:ng shell and shot— Father,to my brave boy's' breast Let no treacherous blade be pressed Father! if my woman's heart— Frail e.nd weak in every part— Wanders from the mercy seat After those dear, roving feet, , Let Thy tender, pitying grace, Every'selfish thought erase ; If this mother's love be wrong, Pardon, bless, and make me strong! For when silent shades of night Shut the bright world frOm my sight— When around the cheerful fire Gather brothers, sisters, sire— There 'I miss my boy's bright faco From his old familiar place, And Inv sad heart wanders back To tented field and bivouac. Often m my troubled sleep— • Waking, wearily to weep— Often dreaming he is near, Calming every anxious fear— I am startled by the flash Of hostile swords that meet and clash, Till the cannon's smoke and roar Hide him from my eyes <mice more. • Thus I dream, and hope and pray, All the weary hours away: But I know his cause is just: And I centre all my trust In Thy promise:—"As thy day, So shall be thy strength"—alway 1 Yet I need Thy guidance still I Father, let me do Thy will 1 If new sorron'should befal— If my noble boy should fall— If the bright head "have blest, On the cold earth sliould find its'rest ; with all a mother's heart, Torn and quivering'lvith the smart, I yield him, 'neath Thy chast'ning rod To Ibis Country aridlis God. - NICK DUDLEY. The pleasant village of Springdale was all agog when Nick Dudley returned from lalifornia—Nick the ne'er-do-well, who had run away from his drunken old father's horse-whip ten years ago, and now came back, rich I All the gossips of the little neighbor hood 'were in a perfect flutter. The young misses donned their brightest stnTres' - 'aid most captivating•calicoes. The young fellows were furious with envy. The minister intraddced a period, into his long prayer with special reference to "the wanderer's return ;" and, in fact, neier in New England was seen such a flutter as pervaded in this pretty rustic hamlet when it, was rumored and con firmed that Nick had really got home. The poor Widow Dudley had made her feW preparations for the event in fear and trembling, for she scarcely expected from her runaway son anything save a repetition of her 'reprobate husband's negledt, yet she. spread her little table with the best h&`r scanty store afforded, and smoothed her faded gown with trem bling fingers, when she heard the rum bling of the stage wheels. To Widow Dudley and to Nick himself, all this hub bub and commotion was lost; neither of them minded it a whit. Nick bought back the old farm which his patereal ancestor bad succeeded in mortgaging twice over before he luckily broke his neck ; built an addition to the farm house ; flung out a bay window here and a piazza there; planted shrubbery; drove his mother' to meeting in a new wagon 'of rather a rakish and sporting appearance, behind the fastest pair of chestnut mares ever seen in that country. But he civilly declined all invitations to tee4arties, sewing -circles, and quilting bees ; was invincible at town meetings and fancy fairs ; asked no one to visit him, returned no calls, and in fact, as pretty Miss Langford remarked confiden tially to - Lizzie Hopkins, and the Dea con's daughter, "behaved more like a savage Injun, or a horrid old miser, than a decent Christian, and the handsomest fellow in Springdale, to boot." One 'ar two of Nick's 'old schoolmates, who ventured to introduce themselves to his, presence, told strange stories of the interview, and of, the wonders to be seen in - the apartment where the returned Californian raceived them, politely, to be sure, but coldly as an animated icicle.— , They spoke of walls hung with rifles, In dian ; bows and rich furs; of cabinets filled withoutlandish bits of rocks,whickspark led in the sunlight like diamonds; of sil ver Mounted pistols, barbaric spurs and bits ; diabolical Mexican idols, carved of solid gold; of gorgeous cloaks flung over great elk antlers ; of Indian scalps, tri umphantly stretched over hoops and daubed with vermillion ; of Niok himself, strangest of all-s--tall and swarte, with his COUDERSPORT, POTTER COUNTY, PA., WEDNESDAY, JULY 15, 1863 great beard and dreamy , eyes, and ugly red soar athwart his forehead; • never flushed nor disconcerted ; his voice sweet as a woman's, and full of tenderness when ever he spoke of or to his old mother. Folks wondered that he should 'come home if he couldn't conduct himself a lit tle more socially and neighborly ; and in deed, many sarmised that he would net have returned at all had - it not been for his mother. But at any rate, there he wao,and they must make the best of him. • "Rich, too; no doubt of that, for didn't he lend Squire Fordham three thousand dollars, all in double eagles; after the latter's mill wee, burned F. Bnt then he took an uneon- Solonable rate of interest—seven per cent., not a mill less; what a regular old Shy lock he must be I And as a set-off to hie riches don't he drink wine every day at dinner with his father's awful fate before him ? and ain't he forever with a pipe between his teeth; and didn't he play cards, and carouse, and sing'. songs all night, and drive about the country all day, with those friends of his who came from Boston ? Old mates in the mines, were they Humph ! Guest; they were gamblers, by their superfine broadcloth, and their gold chains and things !" So went the gossip, and Nick cared for it all not a red cent, but went on his way, turning neither to the right nor to the left ; dabbling a iittle in faney cattle, but oftener going off for a day's shooting or fishing; more oftener going down to Bos ton for nobody knows what; evidently enjoying, life in his own way, despite all that was said of him and his goings on. At last the war broke out. The young men volunteered by scores—by hundreds —by thousands. Weeping mothers pack ed their kits and said, "God bless yam" Sad, broken circles met around homely boards in the brown farm-houses. Poor old fathers, with stern faces and sad hearts, strained every nerve to make both ends meet. while the "boys" were away fighting, and sweethearts and wives sat themselves down to weep over husbands and lovers marching away for the cruel swamps of Virginia. , -In the midst of it all, a report began to spread that Nick Dudley was a seces sionist. And indeed, his conduct was somewhat suspicions. , Before the storming of Sumpter, he was heard to say a dozen times that he "sym pthized with his misguided Southern brethren." Sinee that momentous era, lie bad held his tongue, never joining.in the excited harangues of his neighbors in thii village sohool-house ; attended no war meetings ; offered no money for the cause, and did nothing to encourage enlistments. It looked bad, certainly. Al length the public feeling ran's° high that Nick - heard of it, but ho only laughed, calling them a pack of fools for their pains, and said he would give his opinions when called upon for them, not before. But no one cared to ask him point blank what he thought, for a wholesome fear of his prow ess was prevalent in Springdale. But Nick got caught at last. "Come,father, tea's ready," said Lizzie. "Yes, child, in a minute. What's this ? Three hundred thousand more men called for by President Lincoln I" ii "The Lord- pity their poor *others," said old Mrs. Hopkins, wiping her eyes, as she thought of Ben, her first-born, away in the army. The Deacon, cast his eyes down the column. "Humph I what's this ! -New regiment—under the President's procla mation, Colonel Dudley has been com missioned by the Governor to raise a reg iment for immediate service." "I wonder if that's Nick," said Lizzie. "No. He's a secessionist," grumbled the Deacon. "He isn't," spoke up Cioily—then blushing like a rose. "Why, Cicily, child," said Mrs. Hop . - kips,"how do you know what he is l''' "hy, he told me (a white lie)—that is (conscience-stricken)—ho didn't exact ly say so, but I—l know—that is, I think—" "Better be quite sure of what you are saying, Cieily." Cicily Hopkins—sweet Cicily Hopkins, from Now Hampshire—down for a visit to her cousin Lizzie, came blooming into Springdale one June morning, and Nick stared at her whenever and wherever he could, like a real heathen as he was 5 and before many days he had made some pre. tense to call over at the Deacon's where he straightway received an introduction to pr'etty Cicily, who wondered much at his great moustache, and rather liked his looks, but denominated him a perfect bear afterwards, when she and , Lizzie were talking him over. Then he invited ,Miss Lizzie (and Cieily, of course,) to ride over to Ancomac ponds with nun,• to fish for perch and gather water.lillies,and,indeed, carried them both there in grand style. and made himself so agreeable that ,they fell fairly in love with him, and vowed that they would never listen to a word in his disparagement again. Yes, Nick was caught T. and Cieily, though half afraid of the great fish she had hooked, felt proud of her conquest; and got to looking for the dreamy eyes and black moustache with a little flutter at the heart and a gush of crimson blushes over downy cheeks and milk-white neck.• But, then, he was a secessionist, they said; and she .a staunch Union demi& —she would never marry secessionist—never! She said as much one day in Nick's hearing, but he only smiled and remarked that "he wouldn't either—if I could." - - - -And so the summer was slipping by, and Cic►ly's visit drawing to a close—only one day of it remained. Nick had gone .to Boston with a iirom ise to return in, time to say iood•bye— and something else which he I wished to tell her before they should part. Ah l she . well knew what it wall Tea on the table, Cicily sat looking out of the open window at the honey-suckles and sweet-briars. Linie as usual, was bustling around 'in a perfect whirlpool of business and stiff muslin. Old Mrs. Hop kins was slowly rolling up her knitting, white the Deacon who had just received his newspaper from the post 'office, was dimly spelling out the headings to the columns. • What a pretty little stream fiom fright ened, blushing Cicily, while liazzie burst into laughter, and old Mrs. 13. dropped her knitting in astonishment; for there stood Nick Dudley himself, an observed spectator of the scone looking' handsomer than ever in his Colonel's uniform. • What passed bet Ween Nick and Ciciiy that night, in the long walk they took together under the maples, I know not; only when the Colonel returned home towards midnight, he went strolling along the lonely road, trolling out snatches of Spanish ballads and old love ditties,while bicily went softly up to her chamber, richer, bra happy heart and a ring upon her finger Which had never glittered there before. A battle-field=black masses of smoke drifting overhead; below, black masses of men here and there—here motionless, there hurrying--1--charging—retreating— i.ed flashes of fire dashing angrily out at sudden intervals—stragglers lying stark and dead, clothing ,the fields; the wood lapds, and the roads—batteries with their powder-itained pieces, and the haggard artillery-men flitting wildly around them, an oocaeional cheer coming hoarsely up in the distance,as some regimenegoes swing ing on at a double quick, the men bare headed, with their tongues lolling from their mouths, eager-eyed, dnst,benimined and breathless. SkirmiOiers'oalying in every thicket, creeping 4 hills and thro' woods, in long, snaky lines=baro armed surgeons, sweaty with hacking and man gling, towards the rear—palii, officers in groups, discussing, giving hurried orders, and peering anxiously through field glas ses; aids darting off ,into the smoke and Never returning—blood-stained orderlies darting up out of the smoke with myste rious dispatches, and instantly disappear ing again like phantom messengers—the roar of the great guns heard miles and miles away, rattling the glass, in the win dows of peaceful homesteads,, where, they think it is some distant thUnder storm over the mountains. Look at the reginient charging the rebel battery on the hill, yOndel' o , —that formidable battery, which, hidden by fal len trees, and stone walls, and . hrushl bar ricades,has been playing all day-witli such deadly effect upon our poor fellows. Dosin they, go into the little valley at a half run, canteens jingling, muskets at slope, tight-waisted officers already begin ning to pant a little; men loosing their knapsack straps, ready to throw them a when they begin the real work. Now they cross the little brooklet, in the hol low—dozens of them stooping to catch a draught of muddy water—and now and th&l they check their speed for an in stant.to dress before 'they face the un• seen battery, whose position is indicated only by the thunder of the discharges which at every instant shake the ground. Nick Dudley is at their head, as where else should their Colonel be ? And, see, see what a filmy fire gleams in these dreamy eyes as he turns his flushed face up towards the threatening heights! "Now, boys 1' A hearse cheer from their thousand parched throats, and on they go, sweep ing up the hill like a sea wave. A deeper roar from the. rebel guns, depressed 80 low that the cruel grape goes tearing right in the face of the advancing ranks. Au instant's pause,and out of the' 6 woke come pourin g hundreds of rebel horsemen, bar baric fellows, the gleaners who fellow the harvest of the grape shot, riding down the, reeling 'ocilumns—yelling—slashing like devils. Where is the Colonel now? Why does not his voice rise above, the death shriek and musket, like a trumpet call to hie bravo boys See I Flash, flash, from his revolver, and down goes a rebel dragoon. Todlate! for, with the rush and roar oflthe conflict they swept over him, and Nick is loft lying on his back, with another and a fresher soar across his forehead; his right arm ;twisted hopelessly, under him ;'a stinging, numbing pain in, every nerve ;,a thousand Pieces of artillery on his brain! Oh ! the sweet i sweet light--Cilily—all fade ' together from his,bewildered soul. * * A crippled invalid, an exchanged pris one?, is sitting in an easy chair, propped up with pillows in the cosiest, warmest nook-of the old farm house. - Poor Mrs. Dud ey, her- wrinkled face, so sad and anxious, is watching him with tender eyes. e doesn't soim to care for_ the fresh flowers on the table, for the jellies,. the fragrant lemons, the iced drinks, the little comforts and luxuries so plentifully 1 . strewn around him. Al cripple ! white, scarred. face; lips contracted by sharp pain; one arm gone at the sheulder, emaciated frame, shaken by frequent fits of coughing; laok-lOstre eye 4 vacantly straying around the room, as though seeing something forever unat tainable. ! Not even a mother's love, all perOding as it is, seemed to satisfy his queruleul longing. So changed! So broken down I Poor Nick Dudley ! l' • ,tllother, did you write to . l er ?" Hear his feeble voice, thin and cracked by illness. ' "Xes, my son ; but---" and here she wipes away a furtive tear or two. 1 , But—yes, of course, she's .forgotten me.t Why shouldn't ,she? ,I'm nothing now—only a miserable, wreck. Still: I wish—l could see her before, I die—just to a l l ay to i her that I—release her from the. enß:tgement, but rin.=-I'm willing, she should go—and bear her no unkin - dness for (deserting—for not wishing to marry a— l i cripple.' 7 . . 1 " l Oh ' 1 my doar son, do.not speak so.— It may he all a mistake. If- she really loves yon—" 'Say no more, mother—you wrote." 1 Yes, my son, nearly a month ago."' 'And .no reply. Humph lit is clear," the Poor fellow turned wearily toward 'ivall Y while a few tears trickled down thin cheek. A knock at the outer door, and Mrs. IL lley slips out of the room: . In five utes she returned. '!Are you asleep, my son ?" ~ k- N o, .mother, but give me the lauda in drops. I think I. could doze a few utes with their help." -- "My son." 'Well." • . 'Can you bear good news ?" Ide turns quickly, and sees the dear wrinkled face all smiles. 'WhiA is it?" And the wistful eyes med beseechingly toward the door. 1, rustle of muslin—a flutter cf lace— Odor of violets, and harling Cicily ;pkins, with eyes red with weeping, and tuth all pouting = half-way between .• -, ,hing, and crying,of "Oh, Nick, they ver told me"—ha. her 'arms around neck, and her dear head upon his lore, before the poor, unfortunate, hap `devil knew whether he was dreaming awake._ ~ ktDid she get well ?" ~ i - Of course tie did! Wouldn't he have be.m a perfect ass to die at this juncture ? of well, (that is, he's getting well Il i g fa, nowt, nowt, as you read this): They were worried, last month.. Nick affirms he's the happiest man in New England to-day. bo• PY Or N OUTBREAK ANa ITS CAUSE.—One ev ningilately the quiet of S— street wa broken about midnight by the cries f ToH i ne ! Police !" One of these faith -1 lady's head projeotod, x 1 r g y u o guardians windowdthi a e n s b i l m oa r k e , d a ia n t d e 1 y f r r: ta p o r the e d in the thi rd n whom the alarm had . .proceeded, a policeman inquired into the tronbla; l was informed that she could see on shed fronting on the nest street, a n.whiit was apparently asleep.. Other o•hbotis who bad been attracted by the, e ais l e said they could • see him coiled on the shed, and some thought he had en frOm the window in a fit. • 1 he Policeman, thinking that it might ome shrewd burglar who was feigning xication, scaled the fence, reached shed, and there found a man roiled in a iravelling shawl . sleeping soundly. 1 er a shako or two the,ruan came to his ses, and in answer to• the policeman's luiries as to who ho was and what he i doing. there,.replied : l'Why, this is my house and this is my d, and as I have just , returned from "war,lwhere I have roughed it on the d ground for eighteen months, I found possible to sleep in a bed, and so I took a shake down here. So set.- ct, "dOn't trouble yourself, but just get • ide My•lines." ghat shallcwe do, when this war is , if 'our boys intend,to conduct them . - rea iiil this way ?, oar' sto' fro ! Th! an!! 1 jug ge , i out ov•1 sell , 'Speaking of rhubarb, cooks, who ow its extreme aoidity, will appreciate rule of the good woman in Pittsfield row in sugar as iong as your con 'via let you; then shut your eyes • in a handful more." kn the "T soi nes thro TERNS.--$1.50 PER ANNUM. , An Old-Fashioned Woman: In 1777, when the British General Burgoyne, with his army, was marchifg from Canada along the western boundary of Vermont, a woman whoseehusband was. in the American army, set out for the grist-miil, accompanied with her horse, which carried the grist on his bask. The road which she travelled was lonely, being nearly all the way through thick woods. It was about 3 o'clock in the 'afternoon when she lett home, and aa'she had been there many times before in the afternoon, she thought she had sufficient time to carry out 119,-Nplane successfully. She was well aware that if any obstacle should arise to impede her progress, and detain her till dark, she might meet with trouble. Unfortunately, when she arrived at the mill, a distance of about four miles from home, she found that she would be obliged 'to wait an hour and a half for her grist.. At first she thought she would return without it; but a second thought told her that if she did this, he children would have to go without their supper. Finally she made up her mind to run the risk ot being overhauled by, wild beasts. Leav ing le mill as soon as her grist was ready, she proceeded on: her homeward voyage as rapidly as possible, lest night should overtake her before she got - half way to her destination. Distant howlings in the wilderness told her _ that she had not passed unobserved- They continued to grow nearer. She used every means to urge her horse alOne with speed. The drove of wolves at the head of her horse were every few minutes reociving addi tional reinforcement along the path. Things wore coming to a crisis ; she pew plainly that in all' probability she could not reach her heine before she and her horse would be Overwhelmed, and fall} sacrifice to the wolves. But just tilled she thought of a means which might save her own life, but ; would leave the bongs and grist of corn to its own fate. But she found this was her last chance. She accordingly steered her horse under some goes whose branches came 80 near the ground, that by rising from the horse she cculd reach theni, and at a full gallop the horse turned under them, and she, by a dexterous leap, succeeded in catching hold of a branch, and climbed up iato the tree, while 'the horse, with the re mainder of the load, was off, closely pur sued by the wolves.. The poor horse, relieved of a part of his load, reached home. ,Tbe gallant woman remained in the tree until ell was quiet; and the wolves not seeing her when she came down, she gained her home in safety about an hour after the horse. Efew TO RAISE SOLDIERS.-MT. AT , temus Ward, tae American showman, has organized a tiompany upon an entirely new plan, which] he exprains in the fol lowing :—"lnte captitk of the Balding ville Company. j I riz gradooaly but ma jesticly from drpmmer's secretary to -my present position. I determined to have a company composed exclusively of officers, everybody to rank as brig `flier-general ; As all air commanding tigers there Mal no jenlsy ; and as we are all exoeedie smart, it ain't worth while to try to eut. strip each other. The idea of a company composed excloosively of eummanders-in. chief orrigernated,- I spore I skursely need say, in this brane. Considered as an ides, I flatter myself pretty hefty. We've got the taok-tioks at our tongue's end, but what we particularly excel is is restin' muskits. We can rest muskits with anybody. Our corpse will de its duty: We'll be ohopt into sassidge meat before we'll exhibit our coat-tails to the foe. We'll fight till there's nethin left to us but our little toes, and eras they tall defiantly wriggle." A Goon CAMP STOfir.-4 liondent of a Philadelphia paper studied to the Army of the Potomac, writes th. following :—"To show you how rumors will spread in the army, I will' illustrate by an incident. The lady friends of our fifth corporal sent - him a has ; amevz the many good things in the said box was a life-sized doll, dressed in full Zo m avc uniform, which they won at a seldier'e fair in your city. The corporal, after pt= ting the box, was taken sick; the boys Started the story that the corporal was a woman and had given birth to a key. The rumor spread like wildfire ; hawing's &eked to oar quarters to see the wonder.' ful phenomenent---a new-born babe— hut we guarded the ,tent with zealous cOre, only allowing pryers to catclk a pagsiog glimpse of the supposed mother lei babe. ; We could find a , number of Uma to sweat', they had seen both. But the ammo at' the jeke was yet to some; tha caporal received a ton day's furlough; all thcaght it was,4he mother going home with her babe; some had it that she vas a rich' heiress escaping from a tyract faiLerl but hundreds believed in the motLer•eer poral and young recruit of Conwor I, of the Zotfaver d'Afrique." The man who . will quarrel with his Rife is Drell fitted for the peniteiitiar;i. II
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