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THE UPS AND DOWNS OF COMPANY
“ B,” 24fh GA. KEUIMENT.
BY A MEMBER OF TIUS COMPANY.
For The Hartwell Sun.
When the guns of Fort Sumter were
fired in April, 1861, the Southern heart
was stirred to its utmost depths, and
hundreds of the noblest men of the
South rushed to the front to meet the
foe and “to do or die for their country.”
Notwithstanding this enthusiasm and
patriotism, it was no child's play to get
up and organise a company for the
army. It required much fifeing and
drumming and speech-making to get the
requisite number of men.
The Southern Confederacy was very
independent in the beginning, and
would only accept regiments or battal
ions ; afterwards it was glad to gef
single soldiers, and that, too, by force.
Well, Cos. B, after a hard straggle,
was made up and organised by electing
P. E. Davant, Captain; A. S. Turner,
Robt. I. Gordon, J. L. Johnson, Lieu-
tenants ; William McCurry, Isaac M.
Ginn, Wm. Pruitt, W. H. Stephenson,
11. 11. Ilaynes, Sergeants; D. D.
Dickerson, T. M. Johnson, Clary Hin
ton, W. I. Teasley, Corporals. They
were received with the mountain boys
into McMillan's regiment, and after
ward dubbed “ 24th Ga. Regiment.”
Permit me in passing to say that no
company in the army was formed out
of better material than this same Cos. B.
I will say in this place, although it is
anticipating a little, that the company
was divided into eight or ten “messes,”
and someone was found to lead in
prayer in each mess every night when
“ tattoo ” was sounded, and this prac
tice was continued until the company
was so shattered by disease and the
casualties of war that it was no longer
practicable. The principal officers of
the company took a leading part in
these exercises.
The officers, commissioned and non
commissioned, of the regiment met at
Clarksville, where they learned to drill
before taking charge of their compan
ies and being mustered into service.
This camp, if I remember correctly,
was in the latter part of July or first
part of August. The boys generally
had a good time, and made earnest
efforts to learn their duties.
The day was finally fixed for our de
parture. and we assembled at Hartwell,
with an immense concourse of people
to bid us adieu, and give us a God
speed on our journey. Many of our
friends accompanied us on our way and
camped with us at a church the first
nn unwary fellow was caught crossing
the guard line and sent to the guard
house, and many efforts were made to
induce the unwary to get caught, such
as : “ Larkin—Larkin, j our mule is
loose ! ” &c. We were armed with old
shot guns and rifles, which could be
picked up in the countrj r . The Con
federacy would not have us unless wc
•were armed with something. Every
soldier was armed, too, with a big knife
and a pistol of some sort, from a “ pep
per-box ” to a navy six-shooter. These
knives were serviceable for cutting
meat in camp, and the pistols for
wounding the owner or some of his
friends.
We camped the next night in Athens,
and thence by rail to Atlanta. Some
volunteers followed us as far as Athens
for the loaves and fishes, and from
thence made tracks for home. At At
lanta we were regularly mustered into
service, and all but two companies
armed with smooth-bore muskets ; these
two selected the best rifles and shot
guns brought bj' the regiments. The
regiment was organized by electing
Robert McMillan, Colonel; C. San
ders, Lieutenant-Colonel; Robert Mc-
Millan (a son of the Colonel), Major.
After remaining in Atlanta a few
days we were ordered to Lynchburg,
Va., which we reached in due time.
We remained here a few days drilling,
and it was often amusing to see one of
the boys double-quicking with one of
the old flint-locks on his shoulder, when
the stock and barrel would come apart
and fall in opposite directions. Here
we received some of the finest beef for
rations I have ever seen ; yet there was
much grumbling on the part of the men
both on account of quality and quanti
ty —this was particularly the case with
those who did not live well at home.
The same quantity and quality of food
in the second and third j r ears of the
war would have been considered a feast.
From Lynchburg we were ordered to
Goldsboro, N. C., and from thence to
Washington via Newbern. We went
by rail to Newbern, and had to march
from there twenty-five miles through a
sand-bed. In one hour after we started
on the march there was not an organ
ized company in the regiment, but every
man struck out for himself. Some soon
broke down completely and hired dump
carts, or anj T other kind of convej’ance
“ come atible ”in which to ride. The
Colonel had couriers out to halt the
head of the stragglers and keep them
until enough came up to make a re
spectable showing when they marched
into town in grand style where a sump
tuous repast was waiting for us. We
were greeted with that cordial hospital
ity which the soldier received everj'-
where during the first j’ear of the war.
We reached Washington, N. C., in
September, and remained during the
winter, eating fish, oysters, &c., and
drilling just enough to keep us with
good appetites.
Soon after our arrival, a very amusing
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incident happened while we were on
dress parade. There had been a draft
in town that day among the Carolinians
to see who should stay at home and
who should go to the army. While we
were drawn up in line and putting on
all the dignity of the soldier, a long
slab-sided fellow came out in front of
us, pulled out a plug of tobacco and
cried out at the top of his voice: “ All
of you come up and git a chaw of to
backey—volunteer tobackey; I never
volunteered until to-day—and then I
was drafted!”
ISoon after we reached Washington,
sickness began to make terrible inroads
into our ranks. It seemed as if no
one had had measles or mumps and all
were going to take them at once. Here
death first entered our ranks. W. A.
Gaines was the first to fall by the fell
hand of disease. He was a Mason and
through the fraternity we secured
money to send him home. Henry
Cobb, poor fellow, died from relapse
after having the measles. We could
not get the money to send him home,
so we had to bury him a stranger in a
strange land. We escorted the poor fel
low to the tomb with military honors.
We built comfortable quarters, framed
houses, for the winter, and after we got
over the measles had a good time gen
erally. Our Lieut-Col. did most of the
drilling; sometimes, however, our Col.
tried his hand. He was a much better
lawyer than drill officer. On one occa
sion, the companies got terribly mixed,
no one in his right place. They were
straightened by a command unknown to
Hardee. The command was given;
“ Halt! front! The Color Company
will march ten paces to the front; the
other companies will take their places
in line, not as you now are, but as you
ought to be.” The line was formed
without difficulty.
At Washington we enjoyed what
might be called the poetry of war; but
in February we were ordered to Suffolk,
and there we struck the blank verse,
and we left just in time to escape the
disgraceful affair at Newbern, where
our troops were surrendered it was said
in a shameful manner. At Suffolk we
were placed in Cobb’s brigade with the
been borne on furlough, returned to us
with seventeen recruits, who were
warmly welcomed. We remained at
Suffolk but a short time when we were
ordered to Goldsboro, an attack being
threatened on that place from Newbern.
Our stay here was of short dotation ;
when we started for Yorktown, Va.,
where we stripped for the fight and left
all the poetry of war far behind us.
We reached York town after a march
of twelve miles, wet, hungry, without
tents, cooking utensils, or anything else
to make one comfortable. We however
began preparations for sleeping, when
Cos. B. was ordered on picket dutj\
We thought it a great hardship, but
Cos. B never shirked duty—it was
alwaj's ready for any emergency —and,
notwithstanding the cold rain, we man
aged to worry through the night. Lieut.
Turner, to whom the company owed
much of its efficiency, both in discipline
and drill, had been appointed Adjutant
in place of Banks, made Quartermaster.
The two afterwards changed places,
and Turner became Quartermaster of
the regiment, which position he filled
to the close of the war with credit to
himself and satisfaction to the regi
ment.
The memorable fight of Dam No. 1
came on, when we first heard the whis
tle of Yankee bullets. Our regiment,
however, was sent to Dam No. 2. The
10th Ga. was at No. 1, and had oue or
more men killed and wounded. We
were not engaged in the fight. For
several nights after the fight, firing
would commence down on the left of the
line somebody being scared— and
come with a perfect roar till it reached
Cos. 8., when, true to its discipline and
coolness, it stood steady and firm until
it saw something to shoot.
When the retreat was ordered from
Yorktown, the men were instructed to
prepare three days rations to cany in
their haversacks. Many of them ate up
what they prepared the first day, and
left quantities of pickled beef sticking
on the sharpened end of the limbs of
bushes and trees in the camp; and on
the second or third day of the march
we were gathering up the corn from the
ground that the horses had left and
washing and parching it; and near
New Kent C. 11. they marched us up
to a crib of corn and issued so many
ears of corn to the man. We missed
the fight at Williamsburg; we were
halted and started back to help out the
boys, but fortunatelj’ they did not need
our assistance. Again we took up our
line of march toward Richmond, turn
ing back occasionally and forming line
of battle, ready to meet the enemy un
til we took up our position in front of
Richmond. While camped here, quite
a number of the company died from
the effect of exposure and hardships on
the peninsula. It was here, also, quite
a sad accident happened. A part of
Cos. B were on picket, when one of our
own men shot James Goss through the
neck, having mistaken him for a Yan-
HARTWELL, GA., WEDNESDAY. AUGUST *2B, 1878.
kee.' The poor fellow lived but a short
time. We were in range of the Yan
kee shells, and had a taste of it more
or less every day ; little or no damage
however was done, except to keep us
constantly uneasy.
We remained around Richmond, oc
cupying first one position and then an
other until the battle of Seven Pines.
We were ordered down there, but after
our weary march our services were not
needed, and we again took up our posi
tion in line. Here we remained until
the memorable Seven Days fight. We
were started in pursuit on the fourth
day—Co. B on skirmish line—over the
breastworks of the enemy, through
their camp, filled with everything the
soldier’s heart could wish—on !—on !
after them, till we found them at Sav
age Station. Here we had grape and
canister, solid shot, and every other
kind of shot known to artillerists. The
first thought which crossed the mind
when these missiles began to come thick
and fast was that—“ we had better get
out of here or somebody will be hurt 1”
—fortunately none of us were touched.
We were, after night, moved back
some distance, and Cos. B. put on pic
ket and notified no one but Yankees in
our front. In the morning we found a
line of battle of our own troops half a
mile in our front. Somebody was mad.
The next morning we thought the fight
ing over, and marching through the
enemy’s camp we loaded ourselves with
plunder; but wc were put on a forced
march of twenty miles, and when we
had nearly reached our destination, the
fighting was over at Frazer’s Farm. We
were put in position about 11 o’clock at
night in line of battle, and slept on our
arms.
Concluded in our next.
Born in 1704.
Galveston News.
James James, or “ Double Jimmy,”
as he is more familiarly called, lives on
a farm twelve miles south of Weather
ford Barker County, Texas, with his
daughter, Mrs. Nancy Wheat, sixty -
three years of age. This old gentle
man was born near the Red House, in
l’riuce William County. Va., May 10,
. ji. m:' lSLiier reside I oil a jrlki i
tion near the Potomac, adjoining Law
rence Washington’s. Mr. James has
seen Washington often at his father’s
house, lie and the brot hers were in
the war of 1812. Mr. James was a
•‘jack at all trades,” and he says he
learned to be a carpenter, bricklayer,
stonemason, blacksmith, painter and
tinsmith. During his long life he has
never been one month in bed with sick
ness. Mr. James was married in Vir
ginia soon after attaining his majority',
and raised a family of ten boys and
five girls. Leaving his native State
some years after the war, he settled in
Roan County, Tennessee. From that
place he moved to Lauderdale County,
Alabama, thence to White County, Ar
kansas, and in 1848 came to Dallas
Texas, in his eighty-fourth year. He
continued his residence there until
1872, when, in his 108th year he select
ed, as he says, Parker County to spend
his old days in. In his 109th year he
cultivated an acre patch of wartermel
ons in Parker County', and raised the
finest brought to market. He realized
$125 from this crop. Mr. James talks
very well, and his hearing is pretty
good.
Tliet Negro vs. Kearney.
Chicaijo Tribune.
The negro race, in its new condition
of freedom, has produced no Kearneys ;
but it has produced men who have held
office with honor and honestj’, congress
men who have filled their seats with
ability, and at least one congressman
whose ideas of propriety and personal
conduct saved the record of the last
congress from confusion, and who did
not forget to be a gentleman when some
of his white peers were making brutes
of themselves. The negro race does
not produce the Communists. It did
not supply the roughs and thugs who
last summer burned and destroyed
property. It does not send agitators
about the country urging workingmen
to “corral the employers, and then
grind them.” It does not believe in
leveling down, but up. Its natural in
clination is to imitate the white race,
and it selects the better class. It does
not believe in killing priests, for it is
strongly religious as a class. Its am
bition to be educated, and to hold an
honorable place in society, is strong.
Its sympathies are with the better class,
and it votes and works with them, and
thus far is better entitled to the ballot,
and has made better use of it, than the
mob of bummers, loafers and dema
gogues whom Kearney represents.
The United States may claim the
title of the floury land. The flour in
dustry ranks next to iron. There are
more than 25,000 flour mills in this
countrj’, giving emploj’rnent to over
60,000 men, who receive $20,000,000 a
year in wages. About 50,000,000 bar
rels of flour are annually turned out,
of which 4,000,000 are sent to foreign
lands.
THAT DEARI.Y NFKI’KM'.
ny utNO.
For The HartwtH .Sun,
Whit dirr monster this, no wily.
Hiding in the wine cup ahily,
Waiting for his prey, so slyly f
That vile serpent—Alcohol ?
Who hath wanted all my treasure,
And estranged from friends and pleasure.
Bringing sorrow’s fullest measure ?
That vile serpent—Alci4it>l t
Who hat li banished Joy and gladness f
Who hath tilled my heart with sadness f
Who hath made me rave with madness t
Tlmt vile serpent—Alcohol!
Who hath robbed of peace and plenty,
And drove out, with raiiouM scanty,
Me, to dwell in obscure shanty f
That vile serpent—Alcohol!
Who rtifes o'er me now as matter f
Pain his wages, and disaster ;
Who’s of iny fail- fame, the blaster t
That vile serpeut—Alcohol!
Who of honor hath bereft mo f
Who from all I love hath cleft me t
Who in tattered rags hath left me I
That vile serpent—Alcohol 1
What dire fiend is me so leading,
That, my children's cries unheeding,
1 tkvnld starve them—othert feeding t
That vile serpent—Alcohol!
Who hath spurned a wife’s stroug ploading ?
With her heart all torn and bleeding ;
Who could scorn such interceding ?
That vile serpent-—Alcohol!
If I touch and taste but lightly,
Of the cup that sparkles brightly,
Will the coils fold ’round me tightly
Of that serpent—Alcohol 1
From all compromise erase it;
lost. like vice, you learn to face it,
Next endure, and then embrace it,
That vile scrieiit —Alcohol!
Thus this artful serpent winds me,
Coiling round, and firmly binds me,
While, with glaring eye, ho blinds me,
This vilo serpeut—Alcohol 1
See !—these fiends now hissing 'round me !
Hath this serpent's ofispring found me!
Ah ! would they still deeper wound mo
Thau their pa rout—Alcohol!
Can it be the son inherits
This strong thirst for ardent spirits !
Is this curse a father’s merits
From thut demon—A lcohol 1
Ah! too truly hist'ry tells it,
Yes, a mother s sad heart wells it,
Father's curse, and his that sells It,
That vile serpent—Alcohol l
2 ;r> it dlls with one sad error,
Darkness growing thicker, drearer ;
And the future ! —oh, w hat terror !
These the fruits of Alcohol!
Anecdote of Webster.
Soveral years before his death Mr.
Webster started off from Marshfield on
a trouting expedition to Sandwich, a
neighboring town of Cape Cod. On ap
proaching the fine stream he alighted
from his wagon, and just then he met
the owner of the farm through which
the stream ran.
“ Good morning,” said Webster; “ are
there any trout here ?”
“ Well,” says the farmer; “ some peo
ple fish here, but I don’t know what
they do get.”
“ I’ll throw my line in,” says Webster,
“ and see what there is.”
Webster walked the banks of the
stream trying his luck, and the old far
mer followed him. Soon Webster re
marked :
“ You have some bog on your farm.”
“ Yes,” saj's the farmer, “that ain’t
the worst of it.”
Fishing still further along, Webster
says:
“You seem to have plenty of mosqui
toes here.”
“Yes,” lie repliedthat aint the
worst of it.”
Webster kept throwing his line into
the deep pools, and then said:
“ You have plenty of briars here.”
“ Yes,” said the farmer ; that aint the
worst of it.”
Mr. Webster was getting somewhat
discouraged in a hot August day being
bitten by mosquitoes, scratched by bri
ars, and not raising a single fish, drop
ped his rod, and said :
“ I don’t believe that there are any
trout here.”
“ And that aint the worst of it,” says
the farmer.
“ Well,” says Mr. Webster, “Ishould
like to know what the worst of it is?”
“ There never was any here!” says
the farmer.
Mr. Webster enjoyed the joke, and
often told it to his particular friends.
Idle Oirls.
It is a painful spectacle, in families
where the mother is drudge, to see the
daughters elegantly dressed, reclining at
their ease, with their drawing, their mu
sic, their fancy work, and their reading,
beguiling themselves of the lapse of
hours, days and weeks ; and never dream
ing of their responsibilities, but, as a
necessary consequence of neglect of du
ty, growing weary of their useless lives,
laying hold of every newly invented
stimulant to rouse their drooping ener
gies, and blaming their fate when they
dare not blame their God for having
placed them where they are. These in
dividuals will often tell you, with an air
of affected compassion, for who can be
lieve it real, that poor, dear, mamma is
working herself to death ; j'et no sooner
do you propose that they should assist
her, than they declare she is quite in her
WHOLE NO. 105.
element, in abort, that she never would
be happy if she had only half as much
to do.
It Don’t l*ny.
The following from the Newark Daily
Advertiser , has some wholesome truths
which it would bo well for all classes of
citizens to ponder:
It don’t pay to have fifty workingmen
poor and ragged in order to have one
saloon-keeper dressed in broadcloth and
flush of money,
It don’t pay to have these fifty work
ingmen to live on bone soup and half
rations, in order that the saloon-keeper
may flourish on roast turkey and cham
pagne.
It don’t nay to have the mothers and
children of twenty families dressed in
rags and starved into the semblance of
emaciated scarecrows and living in hov
els in order that the saloon-keeper’s wife
may dress in satin, and her children
grow fat and hearty, and live in a bay
window parlor.
It don’t pay to have one citizen in the
county jail because another citizen sold
him liquor.
It don’t pay to have ten smart, ndC?e
and intelligent boys transformed into
hoodlums and thieves, to enable one man
to lead an easy life by selling them
liquor.
It don’t pnv to give one man, for 815
a quarter, a license to sell liquor, and
then spend $20,000 on the trial of Tim
McLaughlin for buying that liquor and
then committing murder under its influ
ence.
It don’t pay to have one thousand
homes blasted, ruined, defiled and turn
ed into hells of disorder and misery in
order that one wholesale liquor dealer
may amass a large fortune.
It don’t pay to keep six thousand men
in the penitentiaries and hospitals, and
one thousand in the lunatic asylum at
the expense of the honest, industrious
tax payers, m order that a few rich cap
italists may grow licher by the manu
facture of whisky.
It never pays to do wrong; your sin
will find you out; whether others find it
out or not, and sin knows where you are
i ami will ol v* tF*-** l ' ,c ****
tact —it don't jm y.
A saloon-keeper sold a drinking man
one pint of new rum, making fifteen
cents clear profit. The man under the
influence of that pint of rum kiJied Ids
son-in-law ; and his apprehension, con
finement in jail, execution, etc., cost the
county more than one thousand dollars
—which temperate men had to earn by
the sweat of their brows. Jt don’t pay.
The loss sustained by society, morally
and financially, and sorrow and suffer
ing, the misery and destitution produced
and augmented, and what is infinitely a
greater consideration than all else, the
loss of soul and body, the inevitable re
sult of using or traficking iu intoxicat
ing liquors —these all attest the truthful
ness of the verdict —it don’t pay.
The Promiscuss Cockroach.
The Cockroach iz a bug at large. He
iz one ov the luxurys ov civilizashun.
The Cockroach iz born on the fust ov
May, and on thefustov November semi
annually, and is reddy for use in fifteen
days from date. They aro born four
from each egg, and consequently they
are all twins; thare is no such thing in
the annals ov natur, az a single cock
roach. Their food seems to consist, not
so much ov what they eat, az what they
can get into, and often finding them (led,
in the sonp, at my boarding house, I hav
cum tew the painful conelushun ; that
the cockroach kan’t swim, but that he
kan float for a long time.
The hornet iz a red hotchild ov natur,
ov sudden impreshuns, and a sharp kon
klusion. The hornets alwus fits at short
range, and never argy a case, they set
tle all ov their disputes bi lettin their ja
velin fly, and are az certain, and az anx
ious tew hit,az a mule iz. Hornets bild
their nest wherever they take a uoshun
to, and seldum are axed to move, for
what would it profit a man to murder
99 hornet®, and hav the one hundred one
hit him with his javelin? I kan’t tell
you jist to a day how long a hornet kan
live, but I kno from experience, that ev
ery bug, be he hornet or somebody else,
who iz mad all the time, and stings ev
ery good chance he kan git, generally
outlives all ov his nabors.
Josh Bin lings.
A correspondent sends us the follow
ing assertions which he claims are abso
lutely true:
There never was a woodcock seen on
the Pacific coast.
There never was nn ocean steamer
that ever burst her boiler.
There never was a dog went mad west
of the lloeky Mountains.
There never was a beech or sycamore
tree struck by lightning.
There never was an eel caught on the
Pacific coast.
There never was a locomotive or a
steamer struck by lightning.— N. Y.
Sportsman.
Steam has been defined as water in
tremendous perspiration.
CONJURATION.
Fur The Jllirtu-eU A'v/t.
Emmas Sun : In your issue of tha
14th appeared an article ou conjuration.
The writer requested others to givo
their opinions on the subject. I givo you
mine for what it is worth :
I believe the imagination has much to
do with conjuration ; blot out this fac
ulty (imagination) of man, and you rid
him of many of the ills of life, and you
also abridge, to a great extent, its pleas
ures.
Wo sec the new moon through tho
brush ami wo look for trouble, and, sure
enough, “Old Bunty” quits her nest,
leaving the eggs to spoil; or, “ Speck ”
loses one of her chicks ; or the hogs get
into tho cornfield, juntas ice expected.
Ou the other hand, wc sec the new
moon clear, and wc don’t look for these
little misfortunes, consequently, they are
overlooked, even if they do befall us.
In one case we look only on the dark
side of the picture; in the other we seo
only the bright side.
Many cases have come under my ob
servation in which warts were removed,
yet, L do not attribute their disappear
ance to conjuration, although attributed
to it by others. Why could it not be
accomplished by faith? Is it a greater
task to remove a wart than a mountain?
“ According to your faith be it unto
you.” Yet yours*must be stronger than
that of the woman who heard that faith
would remove mountains. She resolved
to try tho experiment on a mountain
that stood iu front of her cabin door
and greatly obstructed the view. Bho
therefore spent the night in prayer for
its removal. Going to thedoorthc next
morning, she eexlnimcd: “ There you are,
just os I expected!"
A psychologist, on thesamc principle,
(of faith,) addresses an audience, reciting
instance after instance of his bringing
persons under the powerful influence of
hia will, and then requests all present to
shut their eyes, after which ho says in a
positive tone: “Now, you cannot open
thorn and oue out of every twenty-five
is unable to do so. Why? Becauso
they believe him, and arc thus brought
under the full control of his will. I
once knew a man who had been so com
pletely subdued in this way that any
one who had psychologized him, could,
at any time, by catching his eye, at fifty
hards distance, and commanding him to
halt, stop him in his tracks, and he could
not move without permission.
If a man did not believe lie could bo
brought under the power of another,
where is the man that could psycologixo .
him! Why are quack doctors so often
donee, and thus cure, not a real. Hr
imaginary disease.
Destroy the imagination, and physi
cians will at once Jose their bread-pill
practice. Who would desire such a ca
lamity ou our race? Nemo.
A Story with a Moral.
Adrian Times.
At the school meeting at Osseo, a
few days ago, a strong attempt was
made to cut down teachers’ wages.
Among the most blatant of the parties
in favor of reducing were two men with
very large families, and who paid very
small taxes. After listening patiently
for awhile to a good deal of blather
skite from these men, one of the heav
iest taxpayers of the village rose and
said he wished to make a few remarks.
He said, “ I find that the average tax
for each child sent to school this year,
is twenty dollars. That man over there
(pointing to one of the two above men
tioned), sends four children to school,
and his taxes were twelve dollars. This
other fellow here, sends five, and he
pays eight dollars. Who pays the bal
ance of their taxes ? Now 1 find that
I have paid about S2OO tax. 1 thank
God for it, that I am willing and able
not only to pay for educating my own
children, but to pay for the education
of the children of such d—d fools as
j'ou two men.”
The amount asked was passed by a
large majority.
About the middle of lust June a Mis
sissippiau passing through northern
Louisiana crossed Martin’s ferry, in Web
ster parish, and stopped for the night at
some place unknown between the ferry
and lied Land, six miles beyond. The
next morning his horse was found hitch
eel to a tree, in an unfrequented road, one
mile east of Red Land. It was suspected
that murder and robbery had been com
mitted. as it was understood that the
stranger had shown inoucy, but no trace
of the body could be found, although the
most thorough search was made. One
night a lady dreamed she saw the mur
dered man’s hodv in a pond immersed
in water, with his feet out upon a log.
The soarchers repaired to the pond,
which was a few hundred yards from the
place where the traveler’s horse was
found, and there discovered the body
just as it had been described. The man
ner of the traveler’s death remains a
mystery, but suspicion has fallen on two
persons who left the neighborhood rath
er suddenly while search was in progress.
Doctor, what do you think is the mat
ter with our little boy? Why, it’s only
a corrustified exegesis antispadmosioally
emanating from the germ of the animal
refrigerator producing a prolific source
of irratibility in the pericranial epidemis
of the mental profundity. Ah, that’s
what I told Betsy, but she ’lowed it was
wurrums.
When a woman, however gentle at
home, goes to market, she’s pretty sure
to have her own weigh.