New Year's, '93
GREETING TO THE NEW YEAR.
our hand. New Year, since we must com
rades be
Through the strange circles of the seasons fourl
IMndding in lonely paths 'mid drifting Bnow,
When days are dark and whirling tempests
Will your strong guiding arm be round me
pressed?
And when the ice bars melt and warm blue
streams
Laugh iu the sun and leap toward the sea.
Will you then share my happy springtime
dreams-
The waking songs that birds and poets know?
And when red roses burn on bended sprays.
And lovers roam through shadowy woodland
ways
Will you '<eep kindly pace? And last, when
brown
I AO the sweet fields, and faded leaves come
down.
And we are tired both and fain to rest.
Will you be friends wUh me, still true and
near?
take my hand and heart, dear comrade
year.
-Chicago Leader and Herald.
AFTER MANY YEARS.
'Mane Eliza," said Jeremiah to me ongoing
home from the horticultural show, where,
though I say it that shouldn't, our Bald
witis and our Golden Majesty punkins
showed out superior to all others and
fetched a prize— "Jane Eliza, it is time you
spoke up and told the facts in the case.
Misrepresentation should not be permitted
by perfessers."
"Jeremiah, my dear," says 1, "your words
express the thoughts that air in my mind
I'll up and do it."
We vvarn't a-speaking of the Baldwins nor
the Golden Majesties, as you may suppose—
it was the case between Tobias Starch and
Rosy \\ ood that was in our minds How
it may he in New York I do not pertend to
know 1 should suppose loikses' minds
was too well occipied in them haunts of vice
and terror with savin themselves from
bein ruu over or electroated to death by
busted light wires, or bein smashed by new
houses connn down onto 'em as they walked
onconscious by —which is, accordin to the
papers, the reg'lar thing there—ou account
of builders trying to save in tnortar, or
being pick pocketed or saud bagged in the
streets, or murdered by burglars into their
beds, to care enough about scandal to salt
it up twenty years and then fetch it out
again with alterations. 1 hope they don't
do it auyway, but they do m villages like
Soapstone, where everything goes on reg
ular and even for the most part, and the
majority lives till eighty and dies because
they air tired of hevin to get up and put
on their shoes and stockings only to take
em off agaiu at 9 o'clock and lay down.
Tweuty years ago it happened," says I
to Jeremiah. "It waru't sensible of Rosy
but she was a gal then, and it was New
Year's time."
Now that again may not be understand
able by city folkses, but IU Soapstone New
Year's day is the day fordoiu all sorts ol
queer things, playin all sorts of tricks—a
kind of April Fool's Day comin on the fust
of January And anybody that is tricked
at that time is bound to be forgiving, and
it didn't seem to me to be fair for old Mrs.
Perket and Maria Beck worth and Miss
Maberly, all of 'em to speak to st rangers of
Rosy Wood as "the person that proposed
to the Rev. Tobias Starch in her younger
days and was rejected." Rosy hadn't ever
married, and a spinsterliood of thirty-seven
feels such slanders kinder heavy At) old
lady could laugh it oft. but when a person
ain't neither young or old it's harder for
em to hear. Mrs. Wood had said she
couldn't stand to see Rosy so cut up, and
there seemed no provin facts, uuless I up
and proved 'em, and proved 'em before all
Soapstone, too, in a kind of public way.
"It had ought." said Jeremiah, "to be
writ down and read as a paper. Jane
Kli/.a. you air tulented and hev the pen of
a ready writer; then why not give it iu a
literary form?"
••Jeremiah,'' says I, "I will, you inspire
me. i will write it, and 1 will read it at
the minister's donation party ef I am
spared. Only, Jeremiah, you must go to
the store and fetch hum a hottle of ink, six
peus and a quire of paper."
1 said this in such a solemn manner that
Jeremiah replied:
"Amen," quite unconscious, Instead of
sayiu "I will," as he ort.er.
Bright and early he got the literary fix
in's, includin a wafer, for we had re
marked that legal afi'erdavids always had
wafers onto 'em, likewise postage stamps,
and day and uight 1 sat before the succer
tary into the best parlor while things
went to rack and ruin The turkeys ran
away, Jeremiah's stockings got holes into
em, and Jeremiah's buttous came off and
were not sewed on ag'in. 1 began my la
bors iu the latter end of October Novem
her passed, December came in, and still 1
writ, fur what with wishing fur to have a
good style, and hevin considerbul to say,
aud remarks of my own to add, and poetry
to quote, and getting it copied off neat,
and hevin to refer to Webster's Una
bridged continual, the work was slow,
and every tew days Jeremiah had to buy
me auother quire of paper and more ink.
However, it was finished at last and the
appropriate time for read in it—the New
Year's eve donationparty-had e'en a'most
arrove when 1 put my MS. into Jeremiah's
hands and said:
"Jeremiah, "my work air accomplished.
1 return to my proper spear, aud uever will
1 leave it again, for writiu one konsize
statement is more labor than housecleanin
kept up remitless fur a year Kf this had
not been my duty as a perfesser I should
hev fallen by the way. Kead it loud, so
that 1 shell know how it sounds before 1
rend it myself," 1 says, sinkin into the
largest rock in chair aud foldin my weary
bands.
Jeremiah took the passel and reviewed
it with a kinder sublime expression onto
his countenance.
'Jane Kliza," says he, "when 1 view this
here uoble work 1 feel proud of you. Your
thoughts and feelin's must hev poured
from your brain like it was a fountain.
But, Jane Kliza, I hev read papers before
4 /he public and you hev not. Ten minutes
is considered considerbul time for a paper
and fifteen is the limit of patience, uuless
it air a lecture with tickets paid for aud
people anxious for the worth of their
money when circumstances alters cases.
This uoble work, ef you was to begin to
read it at the donation party at about 8
o'clock, would take you until that evenin
next week, allowiu time fur meals. It
would lie profitable fur them to hear it
there ain't no doubts. But do you think
the mass of the population of Soapstone is
capable of riveting their attention ou any
thing fur that there length of time?"
Jeremiah's words was uttered with a
Holeinnitude that proved they were true.
1 looked at him speechless a minute, aud
Bays 1:
"Land sakes alivel I see It alll My
mental has got ahead of my com
mbd sense. What be Ito do?"
Sez he:
"Before 1 speak you'll hev thought it
out, Jane Eliza. Reduce it to fax. Head
them to the donation party, and publish
the rest on't in the shape of a book here
after."
"Pardner of tny life!" sez 1. "A woman
thut ha* no husband to ask advise of is a
poor, forlorn critter. I will expungb the
4deas and confine myself to the fax, and
read them to the meetiti."
But Jeremiah saved me the toil of this
ruther menial labor by gettin a copybook
and expunghing the facts into that in his
best handwritin, while I washed up some
flannels, and on New Year's eve 1 took my
production in a neat, compact form to the
party
It takes u lot of time for folks to get to
gether and say their how d'ye-do's and get
their hats off, and the appropriate time
didn't come for me to read until it was
half past 9. then I riz up. I was glad
Rosy Wood was there, and I was glad so
many folks were out; but 1 was kinder
sorry to see a stranger—a middlin aged
man, pretty bald atop—apparently some
one visitin our dominie, but it couldn't be
helped, and everybody was look in at me.
and I was obliged to start.
"Brethereu and sistern, sez 1, "I hev
somethin here 1 wish to read to you. It
is a statement of the facts of the case be
twixt Tobias Starch and Miss Rosy Wood
You may say inwardly, Why rake 'em up
after twenty years of silence?' Bretheren
and sistern. it was others that raked 'em
up and gave 'em a wrong coloriug. I stand
here for to state the truth ou my solemn
Bible oath, with a wafer and k stamp at
the bottom, and the names of witnesses at
tached. Some on 'em is dead and buried. 1
but I wrote 'em down all the same. It is
tryin me to stand here as 1 do, but the
martyrs died for the truth, and I'm ready
to suffer for it!"
Here the strange gentleman with the
bald head said "Good! Good! Right!''
and gave me courage, and 1 began to read
"My friends." sea I, "New Year's day, as
we all know, is a day here for fun and
frolicka and trick playin. They do say
that Soapstone was fust settled by folks
from Sweden, and that they had them
habits and customs and handed 'em down
to their ancestors. Perhaps it is so. Any
way we do it. and we did it more twenty
years ago. when those of us that was born
was all younger than what we be this New
Year's eve. At that there time Miss Rosy
Wood, a lady we all know well, was jest
seventeen, and full of fun as an egg is of
meat, and being her ma had departed this
life, and she didn't get on with herstepma.
who is now in glory, she hoarded to my
house for a spell.
"At that time there was a young man
that was studying for the ministry
a-boardin with me. Most of you remember
him. His name was Tobias Starch. Fie
was jest twenty, but stiffer than a poker
Laugh was not in him, uor was he ever
seen to smile, and he hud been told by his
ma that girls always set their caps for
young ministers, and that he must beware.
Therefore he was always bewarin plain to
behold, and the one he bewared of most
was Rosy Wood. She was a girl that
laughed considerable, and she had away
of touchin folks on the arm when she
spoke with her nice little hand, and all
this scared Tobias Starch ami made him
think she wanted for to marry him wheu
she wouldn't hev done it ef he'd groveled
onto his bended knees before her How
ever, Tobias went around tellin the other
students how hard it was for him to get
rid of her attentions, and they came and
told her, and her spirit kinder riz. and she
vowed and declared that come New Year's
eve she would play him such a trick as
would stop bis braggin about bein made
love to by the gals for good and all Kin
you blame her?"
"It served him right, ma'amf" says the
strange gentleman in a loud voice, and
everybody else said. "So it doosf'
Sich is the power of popular opinion.
"Rosy Wood said this," 1 read on. "and
what is more, she meant it, and when New
Year's eve came she wasj-eady. Mr. Starch
always shut himself into his room to study
after tea, and he never beard the little
knocks on the door and the little giggles
wheu we opened it. About twenty friends
arrove, and as they came they sot down on
chairs placed as for a meetin and kept
mum as mice. Lights was all ready to light,
but none was lit. Pretty soon the hull
twenty we'd asked was present, and then
Rosy Wood came in, whispered, 'All keep
quiet.' and knocked on Tobias Starch's
door.
" 'Well,' says Tobias from inside.
" 'Tobias,' says Rosy from outside the
door, 'are you very busy?'
"'Yes,' said Tobias.
" 'Too busy to come and spark a little?'
said Rosy. 'Just a little. I'll have a lamp
in the front parlor, and just you and me.
Won't it be lovely. Toby, dear?'
" *1 beg to be excused,' says Tobias.
"'l've sot so on it,' says Rosy, whimper
ing.
" 'Kindly go away.' says Tobias from in
side.
"'You are very cruel. Toby,' says Rosy
'when you know how fond I be of you.
Toby, darling.'
"•Miss Wood,' says Tobias Starch, '1
have never given you the privilege to call
me Toby. Stop doiug it. Go away.'
" Toby, you can't mean it,' says Rosy.
" 'I mean itl' called Tobias, very snap
pish.
'• 'Tobias.' says Rosy, as nat'ral as ever
you heard, while we all choked ourselves
with our han'kerch'efs, 'Tobias, 1 hev con
cealed my feeliu's very keerful, but they
can't be retained no more. Hear me, cruel
being!'
"'I will not,' says Tobias. Go away, or
I'll tell everybody 1 know how 1 ought
to behave, and I'm always particular I
promised ma 1 would be. Go away!"
"Then Rosy Wood did go too fur. My
cheeks mantles with blushes as I read this
here, but she was wild with fun and hear
ing us giggle and choke all about ber.
" 'Tobias,' says she, 'my inteutions is
honorable. I offer marriage. On my bended
knees, Tobias, I beg you to be mine. Surely
you will not refuse me.'
'"1 an) obliged to decline your offer,
ma'am,' says Tobias Starch, i should
choose a more retiring and proper behaved
person. Go awayP
"As HOOD as he said them words Rosy be
gan to weep. She wep' and sobbed and
got highstrikes in a most nat'ral way
Finally she says faintly
" 'Tobias Starch, ajoo your cruelty has
killed me. Ajoo—ajoo!'
"Then she made a great noise Tallin onto
the floor, and Tobias opened the door.
There warn't uo light in our room, and his
shaded lamp didn't reveal uotbin.
" 'Where are you, poor girl?' says he.
'• 'Here,' says Rosy Km brace me one#
before 1 die.'
'• 'So,' says Tobias Starch. 1 will not
embrace you. You air not dyin, your
hands air warm; but 1 am very Horry for
you. You will get over this ill fated at
tachment in time, and take a lesson from
this affair, and remember that boldness in
a lady 1b abhorrent to a man of DrincioJa.
Go to yout rooth, Miss Wood, and pray to
be comforted. I will pray for you.'
" 'Assist me to rise,' says Rosy.
"There was a kind of bumping sound,
and we knowed it was time to light up.
In a minute a blaze of brilliance from half
a dozen kerysene ile lamps and as many
taller candles flooded the room, aud Mr.
I Tobias Starch, settin onto the floor, looked
' around and saw the company, and heard
I 'em, too, for we laughed until we had to
j stop for breath. At last Jeremiah riz up.
| and says he:
I " 'Come, Mr. Starch, don't feel mad.
Rosy heard tell how't you said she was
settin her cap for you. and this is only tit
for tat.'
"But Tobias Starch never smiled. He
riz up from the floor, walked into his room,
come out with his bag in his hand and his
hat on and walked out of the house, and
next week left Soapstone for good.
"That night we jest larfed over our nuts
and gingerbread and cider; but flirty soon
it got to be no laughin matter for Rosy
Wood. Some wicked critter spread the
report that she had actilly proposed to Mr
Starch, meanin it, and she was worridsick
by it.
"That," says I. closin my hook, "was
twenty years ago; hut only this October
the report was riz again, and spiteful
things has been Haid in tny hearin ag'in a
lady that does not deserve it. So, unac
customed as I am to public speak in, I hev
riz up to tell the truth on my Bible oath
over a seal and postage stamp, and let
everybody ever after bold their tongue."
ttyhere was a kinder solemn silence. 1
dunno what may hev been comin, but jest
then up riz the strange gentleman with the
bald head and gives me a beamin smile
and says he:
"1 should like to add my testimony to
that of the sister that has just finished. 1
am a witness she has forgotten. I am To
bias Starch himself, grown considerably
older, and I solemnly attest to the state
ment you have just heard. I was a little
prig in those days, brothers and sisters,
very conceited and very anxious to do
right, too solemn and pokey, and not able
to see a joke, and spoiled at home by my
dear old mother, who spoils nte still; hut 1
was not bad enough to tell a falsehood. J
never misrepresented Miss Wood, whose
New Year's eve joke gave me a good les
son. I regret others have done it. I think
1 see Miss Wood yonder Will she shake
hands with me?"
1 remember his very words, aud how
noble he looked stand in there. And Rosy
Wood came out of her corner, laughing
and blushing and holding out her hand.
"I'm glad to ask your forgiveness, Mr.
Starch," says she. "1 was young and too
full of fun in those old days. I've certainly
got bravely over the first of t hose things
anyhow."
"And my conceit has dropped away with
my hair," says he.
But they didn't look either old or ugly
for all, as they stood there shakin hands,
first with each other aud then with me.
and I felt proud of what I'd went and did.
That evening Mr. Starch devoted his at
tent ion most petickeler to Rosy Wood, and
she didn't seem to hev no objections. He
took her down to supper and pulled snap
crackers with her, and gave her mottoes,
and eat a philopene with her, and hebeaued
her hum. He was a bachelor and had been
goin west, and it seemed kinder providen
tial that he should hev been visitin our
dominie that very New Y'ear's eve when 1
made up tny mind to give the facts of Rosy
Wood's case and stop the slander. And it
seented more so jest a few days before the
next New Year's came round, when Rosy,
with her eyes gleaming and her cheeks as
red as lady slippers, put her arm through
mine comin from church and said:
"Aunty, Tobias Starch and I are going
to be married New Year's eve, and I am
going with him on his mission. This time
he proposed!"— Mary Kyle Bulla* in Fire
side Companion.
How Germauy Celebrates.
The Germaus begin to celebrate the first
day of the new year on the last day of the
old. The 31st of December, the day dedi
cated in the calendar of the church to St
Sylvester, pope and martyr, is with the
vast majority of the people of northern
Germany the great festive day, or rather
festive evening, of the winter. Masquer
ades, private and public balls, and other
festive gatherings are the order of the
night. No private house, no restaurant or
drinking place is without a huge Sylvester
bowl of steaming punch, which has to be
replenished again and again for the toasts
drank to health and welfare of everybody
and everything in the coining new year.
On the day itself—on the Ist of January
—the majority of the male population of
northern Germany suffer from headache in
consequence of toasting too freely their
friends and acquaintances during the pre
vious night. Calls are made on the day
among relatives and intimate friends only,
except that iu the ponderous bureaucratic ;
system of Germany every government off!
cer is expected to call on somebody above
him in rank. How it is managed that all
these state employees receive calls of their
subordinates, and in their turn make calls
on their superiors is a mystery to outsiders
—Hartford Times.
A Japanese New Year Breakfast.
The breakfast, or first meal of the New
Year, is "something unique," and Includes
the toso and tea for drink, and for food the
mochi, potatoes, fish, turnips, greens, soup,
each of which may be served separately or
all may be combined into a kind of stew,
called zoni ("mix boil"). Among the well
to do classes a large fish named buri, a
kind of tunny fish, which has been salted,
forms an important part of the New Year's
feast. On thatoccasion the ordinary crock
ery of daily use will he laid aside, aud
wooden bowls, lacquered "red inside and
jet black outside," with the family crest
in gold, are brought out to grace the festal
board. The children's howls "are rendered
more attractive with the pictures of flying
cranes on the covers and tortoises with
wide fringed tails among the waves on the
exterior of the bowls, all in gold."—Chi
cago Tribune.
The New Year—An Invocation.
Oh, bright New Year with Joyous mien,
With heart unknown to piercing woe,
Scatter abroad the gold of peace.
And bid the waves of pleasure flow!
With rhythmic sound and trembling sheen.
Through the channels of each soul.
Command War's thundering voice to cease;
Bid strong armed Plenty freely dole
Comforts to man: make Sol increase
The useful products of the green.
Hush Discord's voice that hriugest forth
From fierce Pandora's box the Ills
Unnumbered, that with lightning speed
Deep rack the bosom of the earth.
Dci>opulato its habitable hills.
Poison its soothing streams and rills.
And to a desert change the mead.
Strike, too, the heart, deep, down, within.
O'erwhelm It with disgust for Sin.
Cause Charity and Love to reign
Triumphant o'er each hill and plain.
Crush Mammon's head; to God alone
Let adoration true be shown.
Then loudly do we shout to thee:
Welcome I welcome!
JTr&naiacn Monitor.
CHILDREN'S DAY IN PARIS.
rhc French Santa Clans Cornea at New
Year's — Dancing the Farundole.
New Year's day is in Paris what Christ
mas da** is in England—the children's day.
Paris is adorable to her children, but never
shows herself a kindlier mother than then.
Just as on waking on Christmas day
the English child wonders what the morn
ing shall surely bring forth in acquired
possessions, so does the Parisian little one
on opening its eyes look round for those
long hoped for etrenues that have formed
the subject of its dreams for days and
nights past. It is on the bed itself, or else
ou the table of the nursery, that the
French Santa Clans displays his guerdons.
And Mars shows us such a sceue, where
waking, a little girl sees what a dear
visitor has come in the night.
From the highest to the lowest the Pa
rislans make a point on t his day of render
ing the reveille of their little ones a happy
one. I can remember how grand old Vic
tor Hugo, when Jeanne and George were
still rnites, was busy most of New Year's
eve in laying out the surprises of the mor
row. It was my good fortune to spend one
such eve with him,during which the bitter
satirist showed me how it was that the
same pen that penned "Los Chatiment.s'
could also have writted "I/Art d'Ktre
Grandpere." But I have seen the same en
thusiasm everywhere, even in those on
whom the veneer of Parisian cynicism is
most thickly laid.
One might call New Year's day in Paris
the children's day. for on this day it is
certainly the little ones who tire most con
sidered. Mars gives us several scenes that
may be witnessed on such a day, and in
each scene it will be noticed the little ones
play the foremost parts Here it is the
visit paid by the proud mother to her
friend, where little Rene or Pan lot is taken
out in his best attire to wish with his pret
ty little lisp the (food and happy year to
his mother's old schoolmate. There it is
the visit to the boulevard fair which the
children would not miss, poor though the
show is. Yet the long lines of booths, sur
rounded by animated crowds, are on a fine
afternoon a pretty sight enough—a sight
at any rate which delights children, even
where their parents buy them nothing
I have seen pilgrimages of little ragged
ones from Belleville and Montrouge de
scending like a flock of tattered sparrows
on the unfamiliar boulevards on such a
day, just for the pleasure of seeing. And
doubtless toys thus exposed in the open
air—indeed the whole unconventionality ol
it all—appeal to that instinct of bohemi
anism which is in the nature of all little
children till the schoolroom and long
years of discipline have destroyed it. Here
we have the children, surfeited with pres
ents from their parents, showing gratitude
and filial affection, besides other virtues
which they have been taught to admire, in
their turn affording their parents an
agreeable surprise. What a pretty com
edy the parents will play when the little
ones come in, each with his "compliment''
in his hand, fairly copied out and bound
with gayest ribbons!
Then, as handing over these letters patent
of affection, the littleonesdrawl forth with
blushing hesitations the lines of the verse
they have learned, the affected pleasure ol
the parents must come to be really felt.
How well Jeanne speaks her lines; what
pretty gestures Jean has got! In the even
ing, in most Parisian houses, after the din
ner at which all members of the family
have been present, a children's party is
held. In some houses, in the houses of the
ricli and the fashionable, may be the faran
dole will be danced by the little ones, as
Mars shows us. But where even the name
of the farundole was never known thert
will bo gladness and childish happiness
And it cannot be denied that a city which
begins a new year of life amid the joyous
laughter and merry games of its little ones
makes no such bad beginning, R II
Sherard in Londou Graphic.
A Scottish Custom.
"Dipping" is another practice followed
on New Year's day, but it has nothing to
do with snuff. A Ilible is opened haphaz
ard, and the first verse that catches your
eyes tells your fute for the ensuing year
In Scotland friends are entertained on the
last night of the year, and as the clock
strikes midnight every one exchanges
kisses—men and all.
In some parts of England a band plays
religious music in the main street for an
hour before miduight, but as soon as the
New Year arrives loyal tunes and merry
airs are substituted, and a procession is
formed and the citizens march through
the town. Another old custom is to open
the doors and windows at midnight to wel
come the New Year. In Ireland boys run
übout on New Year's day with little
twisted wisps of straw, which tLey hand
you as an omen of prosperity, and expect
an acknowledgment in return.—Selected.
The Roman Calends.
In the earliest calendars of the Jewish
nation, as well as in those of the Egyp
tians, Greeks and Romans, no mention is
made of the Ist of January. The year did
not begin with that month, but with
March; but when Numa Pompilius be
came emperor he added January und Fell
ruary. The first month he named in honor
of the god JUHUH, the deity who was sup
posed to preside over doors and gates, and
might be inferred co have something to do
with the opening of the year. The Ro
mans dedicated the whole mouth to their !
god because at that time the husband j
men in southern Italy began their labors ;
in the fields and vineyards. The emperor j
also decreed that henceforth the first day j
or the "calends" of January, should be ;
celebrated as New Year's day.— Exchange. I
Begins the New Year Earnestly.
Sunday School Teacher—Yes. children, 1
the New Year should be full of bright
hopes und aspirations for all of us.
Bright Boy—That's what my pa says.
Sunday School Teacher—Does he indeed T \
Bright Boy —Yes, ma'am, and he always
starts iu by getting full of 'em too.—Roch
ester Post Express.
A New Year's Thought.
Rocking in the firelight's glow
In this dreary land of snow,
Yoarningly 1 dream
Of the sun's warm gleam,
Dowu where tue orange blossoms grow.
1 see a sky of sapphire hue—
So deeply, darkly, densely blue-
Wit h the Southern Cross ablaze
In a tangled silver niaau,
And a host of star eyes peeping through.
I smell the roses red and white,
Full blossomed in the warm moist night;
And the stately jasmine flower.
With all her subtle power,
Pouring out her soul's delight.
Another year bas come and gone.
And yet I struggle on eloue!
What are fame and "career?"
There is nothing half so dear
As the few in life who really are our ownl
—Near York World.
I NEW YEAR'S IN 1864.1
INCIDENTS IN THE ESCAPE o<= NORTH- J
ERN SOLDIERS FROM PRISON.
How Patriotic Will 1 nny S ing "The j
Star Spangled Cannes" on Ike rennet*
see Mountains- Weird Music front the :
i Echoes In the Valley.
In the early purt of IBOH three Federal ;
soldiers found themselves in captivity m \
Columbia, S. C., in the stockaded prison '
best knowu as "Camp Sorghum.'' A long 1
course of raw cornmeal and sorghum mo |
lasses, without salt or any means of cook
ing, had made the men desperate, and
they resolved at all risks to break awaj !
and start for the north. James Dean ami
John Brady were from the Third Indiana
infantry, while Francis Charcot was lieu
tenant in the First Tennessee. At this
time there was a well understood route to
freedom known to the prisoners, crossing
the Saluda and Broad rivers into western
North Carolina, and once in the Alleghanies
it was not difficult to find guides Aud
friends. So on the night of Nov. 8
the attempt was made. Charcot and >
Brady succeeded in crossing the dead line i
safely, but poor Dean was shot dead.
The survivors at once started on a run j
through the open pine woods. They did !
their best, for the cry of the dogs kept to I
pursue runaways from the stockade was
plainly heard, but they finally baffled them j
by walking about 200 yards dowu a small
stream, and in the early morning they saw ,
the men and clogs hunting their lost trail. !
Another start was made, and a long
weary walk through the rain, when they
saw a small cabin ahead. Cautiously re I
connoitering, an old negro came to the
door, and at once asked them in. "Pze !
heard of ye; de boss told me to keep my j
eye open aud give an alarm." and the old
fellow gave a hearty chuckle.
A baked coon and corn bread made the
party a hearty supper, and a long and re
freshing sleep followed.
And now for thirty two weary days they •
kept ou to the north, the face of the conn
try becoming more and more mountainous,
for they had reached the foothills of the
Alleghanies.
Late at night they reached the home ol ;
"Shooting John Rogers," to whom they
were directed. Carefully looking through |
the chinks, they saw one man sitting in
front of the fire, while a tall woman was j
moving about the loom that took up half i
the room. A low whistle and the man j
sprung to his feet.
"Come on," said Charcot, "we're two to j
one and it's all right." and they entered. j
The man said at once
"Prisoners, where from? Why, I'm from
Florence myself, and I've been forty days
on the road."
Mrs. Rogers was reserved, but friendly '
and the uew companion was found to be a |
Vermonter named Denny, who was taken j
at Chattanooga, out of an Ohio regimeul
He was certainly a character, as will np
pear further on. "Shooting John" was
away, but expected home. After a supper
of chicken and corn bread ail hands lay
on the floor and slept until midnight, when
they were rudely awakened and found the
room full of men in butternut suits and
well armed. Their leader was a tall cap
tain of the home guard, aud inclined to be
jolly. He asked for our adventurers and
placed them under arrest, at which he i
laughed heartily. Guards were set, and !
all went to sleep again, and in the morning
the fugitives found all the Confederates
gone but three men, who were supposed to
guard the prisoners, which they did in a
very easygoing manner, leaving their guns |
in the chimney while they went outside to j
divide a pint of applejack. With a rush j
the guns were tuken, and. bidding the as
tonished "rebs" good by, the "Yanks'
marched up the road. The guards were
only raw country boys and were, in fact,
badly scared.
The fugitives soou learned that the rabei
authorities wanted "Shooting John" badly
and he was now in hiding in the mountains
so that it was not until Christmas day
that they met him, being fed in the mean
time at a stillhouse kept by a man named
Bean.
From Rogers they learned that a party
of thirteen prisoners and refugees was to
start north, each of the soldiers to pay fifty
dollars on reaching the Federal outposts.
Early in the day, guided by Cissy Headly
a stout mountain lass, the three wanderers
started for the rendezvous to meet Rogers
After making their way through the lands
by a cattle track, they turned a high rock
The effect was startling. Before them lay
seventy miles of the valley of east Ten
nessee; the air clear, the blue mountaius
were seen until lost on the horizon, the sun
glistening on the snowy ridges. Leaning
against the face of the rock was a log
shanty. No one was there save an old
negro, who said that the others would come
before morning.
The girl started for home, and the rest
of the party made themselves comfortable
They had plenty of food, and Bean had
given Denny a half gallon jug of very good
applejack, so New Year's eve was spent ,
hilariously. The night was lovely, the
moon near the full, pouring a flood of sil
very light on the snow decked piues. As
the night wore away Denny grew demon
strative and intensely patriotic, and rose ]
with the remark that he was "goin to the
top of the mountain to sing the 'Star Span f
gled Banner.'" The others remonstrated.
The negro was white with terror.
"Whoop!" There was no stopping him.
and iu a moment lie had gained the sum
mit of the rock above the cabin. He was a
large man, but his outlined form against
the sky seemed gigantic—it was near morn
ing—aud striking an Attitude he began iu
a powerful tone
Oh! say, ran you see by the dawn's early
light—
We were all startled by what followed I
The position he had taken was evidently a
place of eclioes, as from the valley below :
palisaded with pines, came thunderous re
verberations. "By the dawn's early light' i
rolled westward until until lost in faint
melody iu the recesses of the hills. Aud
so it went on. It was very grand, but it
might bring the enemy. Yet Denny was
. beside himself with excitement, and it was
only after a repetition of the chorus that
he came down, "The land of the free and
the home of the brave" dying away iu soft
bugle notes.
! When Rogers came in the morning he
i was told, and said: "Darn the mad Van j
keel lait's get away," and so we started ,
: New Year's, 1804, and after seventy miles
| of tramp through a primitive wilderness ,
; reached the Union lines at I.#oulou. Of all
I the adventures that befell the wanderers
in their escape nothing will be, while life j
lasts, so well remembered as Will Denny's
| music on that eventful New Year's day
j —P. D. Haywood in Philadelphia Press. i ,
He and Sorrow.
Why does his step with sorrow lag?
And why his eye o'ercast with grief? I -
Re's getting o'er an Xnias jag
And turning over a new leaf.
• Braudou Bucksaw.
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