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THE REBS IN G-;
INCIDENTS OF THE INVASION.
[CONTINUED FROM NO. OP AUG. 18TH
'Twits on a morning clear and bright,
The robs had left the previous night;
And on the'streets were knots of men,
Grouped here and there disnissing them.
Somewhere before the Union House,
Stood eight or ten—one with a blouse;
Who in the army once had been,
And "lousy rebs" before had seen.
With vanntings loud, and loud bombast,
About his valor and - The vast
Experience he before had had
rebels, war and things as bad,
Ile then began attack on those
Who left when rebels bellicose
Approached tile town "I laughed," said he,
"When first the robs did come, to see
The men andwolen, black and white,
Skedaddle out of town and sight!
There's C—. I thought that he would die,
Through frightand fear and misery!
If he could once a battle see
Ile would not scare so easily:"
where were you two weeks or more?
You must have run or kept in-door."
/run away from rebels! No,
Two millions could not scare me so.
1 run, wisp to the wars int*e been,
And rebels there abundant seen !"
Ile scarce had finished when arose
A cry of "rebels f rebels ! close!"
A bursting bomb could not disperse
Ten men so 'soon, o r scare them worse.
That man with btous—that soldier brave
Who never ran from' rebel knave,
Got out of sight by 'some' fast gait,
Before thereat could arbitrate
Which way to * go, or what to do,
flee:miner else skedaddle too. . •
One S-- who ran away before,
Was Wen for this and nothing more.
It to their minds flashed like a streak,
Hence theyagreed to stay—" be meek"
This resolution scarce did make,
again the rebs did take.
Old Jenkins and his light brigade
Passed through—':;to make another raid,"
Said one: but soonldid change his mind,
Ai 'infantry' were ilse behind:
We did not think, could not believe,
That it was so—could not conceive
How Lee 'could dare the Lion brobk.
Right in his den. Ale sure mistook
The. North for cowards—craven baud,
It they wouldinot defend their feud. '
That Lee is here, is very plain.
What he expects, or what will do,
A week or two will aervesto allow.
A reb on foiot and one on horse—
The former bad the latter worse ;
Do differ in their styles and ways,
As March and AugUst in their days;
The latter swore and cursed the town—
Did threaten now to Mira it down :
Anon; the males would all arrest.,
Unless they yield tu'their bequest.
But when the footmen did apPear, -
Although; they first created fear, '
More Civil and more gentle too,
They, finally, themselves did show.
They asked for things, but. never said
"Unless you give, you'll lose your head."
'The richest sight re e'er did see,
Came off one evening in o—..
Old Rhodes commanded the advance,
And stopped o'er night, lest he perchance,
Might run himself against a snare,
Prepared for him by " Yankees" ware.
Hie commissariat was lame, •
And quartermaster's stores the same ;
And wishing to enhance his own,
Made requisitions on the town.
An order came for saddles, tin
And onions. Sure it was a sin,
The great, exhorbitant, big loads
Of things required by Gen'rat Rhodes.
}le even did demand some lead,
With which to bruise the. giver's head!
Unprecedented in all time
Will the detnands of reb Rhodes . shine !
Well, ev'rybody did their best,
To meet in full the reb's requests,
Be sure humiliation great,
It was—thus greedy rebs to sate.
But then, unless the thing was done,
The vandals, they would burn the town ;
At least , they threatened so to do.
We doubt the truth of this much, though.
Men who never worked before,
Were seen , to bear their little store
Of saddles, onions, and so on,
To save from ruin our pretty town.
A man of statue small, but stout,
With a white coat or round-a-bout,
With breeches black, and "some" goatee,
Came marching down—the sights to see.
Great feV was 'pictured on his face,
But then he hoped to win the grace
Of rebels dire, by things he bore—
Onions, red-beets, and what more
"Hallo !" I heard some fellow say—
" The price of onion's—what are they ?"
Poor ll—, his face grew very red,
But not a word or sentence said.
TO HE CONTINTED
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ONE KIND OF EMBEZZLEMENT.
BY SYLVANITS COBB, JR,
John Perkins and Silas Tower were walking
in company, It was morning, and they were
on their way to business. Perkins was a young
man—perhaps eight•and twenty; and Tow,er
was approaching the middle age.
"Ah," said Perkins, in a tone of fretfulness,
"here comes Matthew Baldwin."
The person thus alluded to was at that, mo
ment crossing the street, and as he reached the
sidewalk he stopped in'front of our two friends.
He was a rough-clad, brown-faced man, with a
frank, open countenance, and he earned his
bread by hard work from day to day.
"Good morning," said Matthew Baldwin.
Perkins and Tower
,returned the salutation
"Mr. Perkins," purged. the laboring . man,
with a show of nervousness in his manner,
"could you makeit convenient to let me have
a little money this morning ?.'',
"I declare, Matthew, you have hit me in a
most unfortunate time," replied John Perkins,
laughing. His laugh was a business laugh.
"I am sorry, sif,", said the laboring man.—.
"The bill is only eight dollars ; and I need the
money very much. If you could contrive to
spare me part of it —"
"No, no,—hold on a few days, Matthew, and
you shall have the Whole of it... I haven't got
it now. If I eon't see you when I have it,
I'll send it in to you."
Matthew Baldwin turned away with a reluc
tant step, and the two friends pursued their
"Poor 'Matthew is disappointed," remarked
"Yes, I suppose so," responded Perkins.
• "I had half a mind to offer to lend you the
money for him."
.."I'm glad you did not, Silas . ; for then I
should have been forced to pay him."
"But, John, you surely would not keep the
poor man out of his money It you could raise
it for him."
"I don't like to pay myself short," was Per
kins's reply. .
Silas Tower believed that he knew his friend's
fault, and 'be determined to speak his mind
"I 'think," he said, in a. careful, considerate
way, "that you could have paid Matthew
Baldwin eight dollars if you had so wished.
Am I not right ?"
If I had wished to pay away all the money
I have with me, I suppose I could. But I
don't like to do that."
"Why not ?"
"Why not ?" repeated Perkins, with eleva
ted eyebrows. "Why because I like to have
a little money by me."
"And fur what can you need money more
than to pay an honest debt to a hard-working,
needy man ? Now, John, you must pardon me
if I speak plainly."
"Go ahead," cried. Perkins, with a light
"Then here it is," continued Silas Tower :
"If you had eight dollars in your pocket when
Matthew Baldwin asked you to pay him that
sum, the money really belonged to him. Ile
had worked for it, and yo . o had received the
full value of the demand. You had .no more
right, in honor, to keep that money than you
would have had to embezzle a like amount."
"Upon my life, Silas; you put it strong ; but
I don't see it. Do you iike to be without
money . ? PP
"No; but .I would ratiler be without money
than to be in debt
"Do you mean to say that you would have
paid away your last dollar had you been in my
place a few minutes ago 7" •
"Certainly I would. And• why should I
wish to keep it ? If I have money in my
pocket, which is not already appropriated, I
use it to supply my wants—"
"And to meet emergencies," suggested Per•
"Yes—to meet emergencies," admitted Tow
er. "And what greater emergency can arise
than the coming of such an application as
Baldwin made to you ? When a friend wants
to borrow money of me, I apt to consider my
own convenience first; but when a mail comes
to me for money which I owe him, I pay it if
I have it in my possession. In the first place,
the money is really and truly his, and I only
have it in keeping for him. Matthew Baldwin
is a poor man, working hard to support himself
and family; and when you hired him, you
knew that he needed the pay for his work from
day to day—or, at least, from week to week.—
GREENCASTLE, PA., TUESDAY, SEPT
When he had done his work. you owed him
eight dollars; and, if you had eight dollars in
your pocket, the sum was his, and not yours ;
and when he asked you - for it, and. you told
him you could not pay it, you were acting out
what I should call oue kind of embezzle
John Perkins laughed.
, "And," pursued Tower, taking no notice of
the interruption, "there is another reason why
you should have paid him. the money, even
though• it took your last penny. You shbuld
have done it for your own good. While u man
is in debt he cannot affOrd to waste money; he
needs to save with a' careful hand; but he will
not save if he carries money just for the sake
of spending it. Now . mark , me, John, and say
if I don't.tell the truth If you made it the
fixed rule of your life to pa'y all your debts Is
soon as they were due, you would, in one sense
never be itr,debt ; and you would then never
be spending money which was not yours.—
This.determination,-put in practice, would free
you from all embarrassment, and 1• ad you into
the confidence of your fellows. In short, the
man who never gets into debt, or who, if debt
must come, holds the liquidating of that debt
as of the chiefest necessity, will be pretty sure
to prosper; and in the end,: he will• not be
likely to be, called upon to pay away his last
dollar. And now, my dear fellow, if you want
iny advice, I can give it to you."
"Do you go back this very morning, and pay
Matthew Baldwin what you owe him. Go now.
before you go to your work. If it takes the
last dollar, go and do it. Or, if you have but
the eight dollais, go and tell him so, and ask
him to divide with you."
guess I must think of it awhile," said
Perkins, with another laugh.
"At all events," added Tower, "you will al
low me to speak with you again on the subject ?"
At this juncture the two friends separated,
Tower going to his store, while Perkins pur
sued his way to the machine shop, where he
earned two dollars and a half a day. This was
On Tuesday morning John Perkins saw Mat
thew Baldwin in the street, and he avoided him
—shrank off down
.a narrow by-way, so as not
to meet his poor ,creditor.
On Wednesday morning John
Matthew Baldwin again; but he was not forced
to dodge out of his way, for this time the poor
laboring man was standing in the door of a
physician's office. •
On Thursday morning, as John Perkins was
going to his shop, he saw in the street ahead of
him, Matthew Baldwin and Silas Tower, engag
ed in conversation. Directly Baldwin crossed
the street and went away, while Tower waited
for Perkins to come up. The two friends
shook bands, and passed the compliments of
"Poor Baldwin is in trouble," said Tower,
as they walked on.
"Ah, how so?" asked Perkins.
"His wife is very sick—has been sick over
a week ; and two of his, children are down
with diphtheria. One of them the doctor
thinks, will die. Poor fellow ! I pity him.
What with nurses to hire, and medicine to buy,
and provisions of all, kinds so high, he finds it
bard to get along. I lent him live dollars this
morning.; or rather, 1 paid him in advance for
some work, which he had, promised to clO for
John Perkins seem, to be a little nervous
"By the way," pursued Tower, after they
had walked on.a little while in silence, "have
you paid Baldwin that eight dollars yet?"
"No.-1 haven't," replied John, reluctantly.
" Have you got money enough with you to
"How much have you r"
"Not over three or four dollars."
"Now John,!" said Tower, with a sudden
earnestness, "I am going to ask you a ques
tion, and you can answer me, or not, as you
please. What have you done with the money
you had Monday morning, ?"
At first John Perkins could not tell what
he had done with it; but finally h I made out
to, account for a part of it. There was two
theatre tickets at fifty cents each. One oyster
supper for himself and a friend—a dollar. A
horse and wagon for a moonlight ride—two
dollars. And then he owned to numerous
glasses of soda and beer. In all he accounted
for six dollars, or thereabouts.
"I declare," said Tower, shaking his head,
and speaking with solemn seriousness, "I
would not like; to borrow money of Matthew
Baldwin for such purposes!"
MBER 1, 1863. NO. 25.
"How?" uttered John. "Borrow—of Mat
"0, you need not try to hide the truth, John
You know what I mean."
At this point the friend separated; and as
John Perkins walked towards the shoo the
words of Silas Tower rang in his ears. Did he
know what his friend had meant? Aye—that
he did; and when he reached his place of work
he reflected long and seriously.
"I declare," he muttered to himself, as be
rolled up his sleeves, and arranged his tools
"I think Tower is right. I could have paid
Baldwin last Monday morning if I had only
though so. I wish I had." He set his lathe,
and fixed a bar of iron for turning. "If I had
paid him," he continued, as he watched the
bits of iron drop from the revolving bar," I
should at this moment be better off than I am.
Of course I shouldn't have borrowed money to
go to the theatre with, nor to pay for horses
with. By the powers ! Silas told me. the
truth. That money honestly belonged to Mat
And so, through the day, John Perkins talk
ed with himself upon the subject thus brought
before him, and before night he had resolved
that he would turn over a new leaf.
On Friday morning John Perkins saw a man
carrying a little coffin into Matthew Baldwin's
house. The , sight caused him to reflect Amore
deeply then he had done on the day before
That little collir;,- With its tale of bereavement
and wo, led him into sympathy with the suf
•ferers; and the thought that his failure in duty
might have added to the suffering of the lowly
household smote him to the heart.
Saturday evening Perkins knocked at Mat
thew Baldwin s door. The poor man answered
the summons. He was bowed with grief and
his eyes were red with weeping.
"Pardon me for calling at this time," said
Perkins, in subdued tones; "but I thought.
you might need the money I owed you."
"Indeed, sir, I do need it; and I thank you
for your kindness in .. remembering me." The
man's face brightened as he received the
money, and he expressed his thanks aga . in.
"In -the time to come," said John Perkins.
"I may have considerable work for you to do;
and I promise that you shall never again have
occasion to ask me twice for what is your due."
And he kept his word.
People Who were acquainted with John Per
kins, and who saw him often, fancied that he
walked more stately and proudly than he used
to walk; and the impression with some was.
that he had met with a stroke of good fortune.
The grocer, and the baker, and the butcher
were among those who imagined that a large
sum of money had fallen to him.
Six months passed away. John Perkins
and Silas Tower were walking together as we
have seen them before.
"My dear Silas," said John, in continuation
of a conversation already begun, "I owe it all
to you. To you I ara indebted for my emanci
pation from one of the meanest and most gal
ling states of servitude that ever laid its yoke
upon the neck of man. Six months ago I was
hampered with petty debts, and I was.growing
moreand more inclined to shirk the payment
of them; butit is so no more. I now regard
adebt as a thing to be shunned; but if I must
incure a debt, I pay it as soon as I can. If I
had an enemy. and was malevolent enough to
wish him ill, I can think of no greater evil to
call down as *a curse upon him -that a state of
bondage to perplexing, harassing Debt.—.N. Y.
JOE ROWE, who is an incredulous dog', was
listening to a wonderful story told by old
Brown, in which his daughter Mhry bore a
cpnspicuous part. Joe looked wise and doubt
"If you don't believe it you may go to the
house and ask Mary;and take it from her own
Joe took him at his word; the old man fol
lowed on to see-the result, and found Joe kis
sing Mary very sweetly.
"What on earth are you about?"
"Taking that awful tough story from her
lips—but I am satisfied now."
And so is Marv.
Two SWIMMING JOKES. A gentleman
went in swimming lately, and while performing
his ablutions, somebody stole his covering, and
compelled him to sit behind a lumber pile till
near midnight, when he ventured to scud home
as a model artist. "Miss Brown, ain't you
afeard that your boy will•get drownded goin
in switnmin' so much ?" "Well, Miss Stnith,
I shouldn't wonder, for he's just rogue enough
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It is said that night air is injurious to health.
What other kind can we breath at night.
To be careful is the true way to guard against
If you are not happy, marriage way untie
Revenge is much more punctual paymaster
The most troublesome fools are those who
have some wit
A young enchantress way in tiwe come to
be called an old witch.
Errors loves to walk arm in arm with truth
to make itself thought respectable.
The fire of genius, however brilliant, seldom
has power to warm the hearthstone.
Be pure but not stern ; have moral excel
lencies, but don't bristle with them.
Faith, like a feather-bed, is generally im
proved by an occasional shaking up.
In the affairs of love, the longest ex2erience
is the greatest disqualification.
Truth bears the stamp of no man's name; it
is God's own coin
Fools are the worst of all thieves; they rob
us of time and temper.
'True- delicacy is always more wounded by an
offence from itself than to itself.
The cottage is sure to suffer for every error
of the court, the cabinet, or the camp.
Children often glance off from their parental
probabilities at very unexpected angles,
Perfect tranquility and a shining reputation
cannot be enjoyed at the same time.
It is time enough Co think of victory when
we have assured the means of avoiding defeat.
Humanity toward a subdued foe is as noble
as the valor displayed in encountering him.
The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of
a cannot!, but its echo often lets much longer.
It seems a pity that a man's glands cannot,
like a snail's, secret a-dwelling...house for h'm.
We never walk so straight to the grave of a
friend as we are forever walking to our own.
A married couple are often the happier fur
making the fitness or adaptedness they don't
Men require to know all the minutite of a
future state; they would pick the lock of
There is very little charity-or benevolence
in a deed, if the doer thinks there is a great
Heaven could execute its purposes just as
easily without great men as without little
Rich men place their own busts in their
halls. but put the statues of the gods out in
Balsam blessed when he wanted to curse,
and scurrilous editors praise when they think
• Many women think of nothing- but dress.—
To them the horizon is but the blue crinoline
The world's experience preaches in vain,
every man thinking himself an exception to
all general rules
If God bestows upon you the terrible gift
of genius, accept it thankfully, but with fear
The aprm•strings of an American mother
are of india rubber; her boy belongs where he
He who reforms himself has done mere to
wards reforming the public than a crowd of
h takes a very true man to be a fitting com
panion for a woman of genius, but not a very
The philosopher takes his track by observa
tion ; the man of genius -and the 'Wild goose
trust to an inner sense
When a strong brain is weighed with a true
heart, it seems like balancing a bubble against
a wedge of gold.