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Friends that blighted tho eyos to see;
That friglitonod tho dreamer ont of liia sloop,
And ohillod tho lioart with a anddon loap, ’
And numbed tho brain with thotr stealthy
creep,
A ghastly, terriblo, horrible three.
War” was one, and his sable plumo
Shadowod a faco that waB cruel aa hate;
Ho awakened the dawn with a sullen boom
Of murderous guns; like a pall of gloom
Hung tho smoko of his breatb, and pitiloss
doom
Ills mailed hands held like a soulless fato,
Lifo was his meat and his drink was goro—
Rod to his knees ho walkod in blood;
Laugliod as ho ragod down tho carmino shore,
Raising his voico in tho horrid roar
And shrieks of his victims, as more and more
Thoy swelled tho ghastly flood. >
And 11 Rum ” W’as another one, grisly and
grim;
Cruder, ten timos told than you’d think;
Misery poisoned its boakors brim,
Death otcrnal, and liato, and sin,
Want and woo; ho poured thorn in,
And gavo to tho world to drink.
Tho victims woro numhorless as tho sands,
Maiden and youth and hoary Bgo;
Ilis wisdom aud courago of many lands,
Hoarls of manhood and dimpled hands,
Thoy camo to his deatli-foast, ghostly bands,
Weak fools and tho strong-minded sage.
And tho third—ho camo with a goblin smilo,
Gcntio and kind ho sootned to be;
But tho lioart of tho flcml was full of guile,
In his merriest momonts all tho whllo
His thoughts woro cruel, his plans woro vilo;
Ho was tho worst of tho three.
At feast and wodding ho sat elato,
lV’lth luscious oyoB ho kissed tho bride;
Ho potted tho little, ho ploascd tho great,
Whllo ho wrockod tho homo end dcstroyod
tho stato,
With a sway liko tho rolo of an iron fato,
That you couldn’t resist if you tried.
Oh, woo was tho homo wlioro ho ontored in I
Ho darkoned the hearthstone that ho stood by;
And facos pale, aud wan, and thin,
Lookod up in fear at his mocking grin,
And tho victims know, ns thoy scooped him in,
They woro hopolosa slavos of tho domon
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HOW JERRY SAVED THE MILLS.
B. D. EVANS,
Attorney at Law,
SANDERSVILLE, GA
April 3,1880.
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The dull, cold day was at its close ;
but tho heavy rain and strong south
vind which had swept tho town since
■arly dawn still continued with uu-
liminished fury. Tho gale shrieked as
it tore about tho corners and lashed tho
aces of tho few hurrying foot-j asson-
;nrs ; while the driving rain penetrated
■ vorywhere, drenching tho streets,
tlooding tho gutters, and collecting in
leop, trei' tv ns pools at the cornor
srossings. Atm bare trees moaned and
writhed and wept; the swinging sign
boards in front of small taverns creakod
ind groined dismally; the tall chimney
if the Dnmbleton Knifo works rocked
threateningly ; and in tho midst of all
;he tumult tho great river was swelling
and straining at its wintry bounds
while a sharp crackling sounded over and
anon from tho broad field of ico that
stretched from .shoro to slioro and little
streams cf water began to appear here
and thoro, running swiftly along the
frozen plain.
March had come in like a lamb, it
was departing like a lion; and shrouded
by wind and rain and heavy mist the
last night of tho month camo thickly
down.
It was past suppor time, past closing
time for the mills and factories, past
trading time for tho stores, aud ex-
oopt for an occasional light hero and
there in some saloon or corner grocery
the windows along the business streets
of tho town were dark and tho rain beat
unheedod against their black panes.
Few people wero abroad, and even
those few seemed to have been forced
upon unwelcome journeys, for they
hastened through tho sloppy streets
with bent heads, shivering as tho sharp
wind tore at their wrappings or the
gusts of rain beat upon them. -!;■ •
One such man, clad in a heavy oil
cloth coat, was walking rapidly upjBtato
street, when, just at a particularly windy
ooiner, he came in sudden contact; with
a lad who was crouching in front of a
baker’s window, whore a single lamp
still burned, eyeing with hungry gaze.
the dainties within.
Hullo 1” cried the man, starting
back. “I almost ran over you, my
boy.” Then, looking moro sharply at
the dripping figure beforo him, he con
tinued: “Why, Jerry, is that you?’
Yes, sir,” replied the other, naif-
pulling his tattered cap from his head.
“ If you please, sir, it’s mo.
i What’s wrong ?” said Mr. Watter-
son, the proprietor of the great mills
that skirted the river, for it was he.
« What’s wrong? Why are you not at
home? The mills closed two hours
I know it, sir; but I haven’t worked
this week, sir, for sister Nellie’s sick
an’ I’ve been a-nussin’ of her up to oui
boardinghouse. You see, sir, since
mother died, an’ our house was sold,
Nellie an’ me has stopped at Mis Qia\*
ford’s boardin’-house; but my moneys
give out, an’ Mis’ Crawford she told me
his mornin’—she said,, sir, this m or -
in’ The boy stopped abruptly
"What? Come, Jerry,
You’re not afraid of me.
she said.”
“ Well, sir, sho did say as how I must
pay our board in advance every week
now; for, if Nellie was agoin’ to be
sick an’ I was agoin’ to quit work to
nuss her, she didn't see how she’d get
her money. An’ our week ran out to
day, sir, and my money too; all but
twenty cents, an’ that I spent for
oranges for Nellie. An’ Mis’ Crawford,
she Baid as how I couldn’t cat at her
table, ’thout I paid first. Bo I jest
slips out into the street at meal timos,
for fear Nellie’d know I wasn’t oatin’,
an’ ’twould worry her, she bein’ sick.
An’ that’s how I came here, sir."
The boy finished, half frightened at
his own long speech to “the master,”
and again pulled at his ragged cap,
while the March wind tossed his yellow
hair about his wot face and the cold
rain boat upon his scantily-clad shoul
ders.
Mr. Wattorson stood an instant in
deep thought. It was hard for him to
realize such poverty ns this, and among
his own hands too. Jorrv was a “ bob
bin-boy" in tho mills, whom he had
known for a year or more by sight, the
only support of a widowed mother and
Bister—now of the sister only, it seemed;
but the lad had always been bright-
faced and cheory and tho great proprie
tor remembered him as one of the hap
piest among his boys. That this child
could actually suffer for food while
striving to care for hiB little charge (tho
orphan Nellie) seemed to the gentleman
too terrible to be true.
And yet there just before him, his
honest blue oyes tolling the same story
which his lips had repeated stood
Jorry—dinnerless, snpporless and al
most homeless, upon this the wildest
night of all tho year.
Mr. Watterson forgot the rising flood,
which even now was threatening his
mills; he forgot tho urgent errand
which had driven him out into the
storm, and ho seized the boy by the
arm, pushed open the door of the little
bakery before whioh they stood, and
fairly dragged him within.
“Here 1” ho cried to tho baker’s wife,
who camo, bowing and smiling, to exo-
outo tho great man’s commands. 1 * See!
Give this lad the best supper yon can
cook and all tho provisions ho can carry,
and send tho bill to me." Then, hur
riedly drawing some money from his
poeketbook, iho thrust it into Jerry's
hand, and suid; “When you havo
eaten, go back to Mrs. Crawford’s and
pay her for a month in advanoe. Then
And a dootor for Nellie, and stay with
her yourself until she is well. After
that come back to mo at the mills. If
they aro standing, yon shall liavo work.
No. Not a word I” he continued, as the
astonished boy would havo spoken^
“ Tho money is a present to you and
Nellio from mo." And before Jorry
could recover from his snrpriso Mr.
Watterson had gone.
Supper! money 1 and a doctor for
Nellie I Could it bo truo ? Tho boy
unclasped his hand and looked at tho
precious bills. Yes, it was true I
As he ate the bountiful meal preparod
for liim by tho baker’s good wife, the
bobbin-boy pictured Nellio’s delight
whou he should return and tell her of
what had happened him; aud, later,
when he faced the dreary storm, home
word bound, with a great basket,
heaped with buns and cakes and oranges
from tho baker’s shelves, upon his arm,
his heart was light and his laugh rang
merrily out across the darkness and tho
rain, as he thought how boldly he would
meet “ Mis’ Crawford," and how aston
ished and puzzled she would be when
ho paid her—not a week, but a month
in advance I
«It’s just like a fairy story I” said he,
half aloud, as he climbod tho sloppy
stops of his boarding-house—" jnst like
(i fairy story, with a great, big, splendid,
rich man fairy I”
speak cut,
'.Tell me what
It was almost morning. Already the
black curtain of night, rent hero and
there by the furious wind, was slowly
lifting toward the east and the dull
gray dawn appearing, forming a somber
background, upon whioh the leafless
trees that fringed the far-away hills
were painted in waving silhouette.
Since ever the sun had gone down the
wild storm had continued, and even now
tho rain, driven by the mighty wind
fell in long, slanting lanoes upon the
town and the frothing river, that, filled
with great masses of broken ice and
debris from all the up-country, roared
and plunged between its banks and
shook with giant hands the foundations
of tho mills beneath whioh it ran.
At the head of the dam, where the
channel was the narrowest, and directly
opposite the lower Watterson mill, was
an ice jam.
Piled block upon block, until it tow
ered high in the air, pressing with ter
rible force against the mills, upon the
one hand, and the natural wall of rock
on the other, the broken ice had formed
a great, white barricade, growing each
moment, whioh checked the mad rush
of the water and sent it swirling back
ward in eddying waves, whioh beat
furiously upon the mills and threatened
each instant to engulf them.
Along the higher shore the townspeo
ple had gathered, powerless to aid, but
simply awaiting tho catastrophe 1 and
among them, pale and haggard, was the
proprietor liimsolf, already a ruined
man.
As he passed to and fro, intent upon
the scene before him, hoping against
hope that the jam might even yet givo
way in time to save his buildings, many
a watoher turned aside with pitying
word and look, for Mr. Watterson was
a man beloved by all of his employes.
Suddenly there was a movement in
the crowd—a hastening toward a com
mon center—and, with eager faces, both
men and women gathered about a new
comer, who was speaking earnestly.
Yes. If that timber oould be cut
it wonld break the jam. It lies just so
that it holds—’’
Tho owner of tho mills burst through
the little orowd.
“What timber? Whore',? Qniokl
Toll mo I Can tho jam be broken ?"
“Yes, sir,’’ returned tho other, re
spectfully touching his hat. “Itcan;
but it’s dangerous work. I liavo just
been below, and from thoro I saw that
a great log which has lodged at the very
crown of tho dam is all that holds tho
ice. If that oould bo ont the jam
wonld bo broken.”
But how can it bo reached ?” queried
Mr. Watterson, anxiously. “Gan any
one got at it to out it ?"
“Yes, sir,” replied the man; “ in one
way.”
“ Aud that is—”
“ Over tho ioo itself I”
A shudder rnn through the listeners,
aud oven tho proprietor's faco grow
moro pale. Who would venture upon
such a bridge on suoh an errand?
With a comrnou impulse tho crowd,
led by tho workman who first dis
covered tho log, turned hurriedly away
from the river’s brink, ran through a
side street, and gained a position lower
down the stream, from whenco tho dam
could be plainly scon.
Tho report was truo. The jam was
held in placo by a singlo timber—a
groat square stick, doubtloss torn by
tho nngry waters from somo bridgo far
up the country. If that could bo cut
the blockade would bo broken, the ico
would no longer clog tho stream, and
the mills would bo saved.
For a moment filonco fell upon all;
then, suddenly, Mr. Wattorson’s voice,
hoarso and thin, mug ont above tUe
noiso of tho storm and tho war of the
waters.
“A thousaud dollars to the man who
will cut that timber 1”
The women in the little group looked
ut each othor and shuddered ; tho men
fixed their eyes upon tho dam ; but no
one replied. The roir of tho angry
stream increased and tho waters
deopenod benoath tho mill-walls.
“Two thousand dollars l"
The proprietor’s voico was hoarser
than before; but the women closed
their lips firmly and shook thoir heads.
Tho men moved a little uneasily, and
one drew his hand neross his month, as
if he would have spoken; but still no
one replied, and the white foam from
tho imprisoned rivor was tossed by the
wind against tho lowor windows of the
mills, while tho corners of the buildings
were alroady beginning to crumble and
waste away before the grinding ico.
“Throe thou — ”
“I will go!”
Tho two voices sounded so closely’to
getlier that it was not unt:l the crowd
turned their oyes upward and saw the
ono who had answered that they fairly
understood the reply.
Running from a third-story window
of the lower mill directly across tho
river, above tho dam, was a long end
less chain, used to convey power
from the mighty water-wheel of the
mills to the machinery of a little box
factory located upon the opposito bluff
This chain was at rest now, and there
appeared at the window near it the
figure of a boy, in a blue blouse, carry
ing in his hands an ax. He it was who
had said, “ I will go I”
When tho people saw him, and real
ized what he was about to attempt (for
already he had fastened a rope around
his body and was passing the end over
the chain, evidently with tho intention
of sliding along the same until he found
a point from which he could lower him
self within reach of the timber) ; when
they realized tnis, a great murmur went
up from the crowd, and the women
cried out in terror, while many turned
to Mr. Watterson and urged him to
order the boy back.
“ Who is he ?” said the proprietor, in
a dazed manner.
“It’s Jerry, sir. Jerry the bobbin-
boy,” said a man, stopping forward.
“An orphan, sir, an’ strivin’ to care for
his sick sister.”
“Jerry! Is it Jerry?” cried Mr.
Watterson, turning quickly. “Then
he shall not go.” and he waved his
hand, and shouted toward the window:
“Go back! Go back I”
But already it was too late, for, with
a little cry, the boy dropped from his
perch and hung swinging above tho
roaring, grinding ice, the rope which
supported him sliding Blowly downward
along the ohain toward the center of
the dam. The breathless crowd, the
torror-Btricken proprietor could only
watch and wait now.
Slowly and unevenly the looped rope
from which Jerry was suspended
slipped link by link, down tho sagging
chain ; slowly his foot neared the great
mass of ragged ioe boneath. At length,
when he was dirootly over tho center of
the dam, and jnst above the long beam
whioh held the jam, allowing the ropo
to slide qniekly through his hands, he
dropped lightly upon the timber ho had
come to cut.
At the sight the sympathetic crowd
broke into a wild oliecr, both men and
women ; but Jorry wasted no time lis
tening. A momont, half a moment lost
might mean destruction to tho mills,
nnd before the echo of the shouting had
ceased he was plying his ax with vigor
ous strokes, that rang sharp and clear
above tho voice of crumbling ico and
gathering waters.
It was not a long task. Tho strain
upon tho timbor alroady was onormons,
and ere the lad had dealt half a score
of blows an ominous oraokllng sound
warned him that his errand was accom
plished, and that he must bo gone.
Dropping the ax, he turned, seized
the dangling rope, and began to olimb
toward the chain above, when, with n
shook liko tho report of cannon, the
beam gave way, and in an instant, in tho
twinkling of an eye, tho air was filled
with a horrible roaring, as tho im
prisoned waters burst the bonds whioh
had confined them, and in one impetn-
ous, boiling flood rushed ovor the dam,
tossing tho great cakes of ioe that had
formed tho barrier high on tho frothing
waves—so high that they hid from Bight
the form of poor Jerry—and there went
up from all tho peoplo a singlo cry
The boy is lost 1”
But the jam was broken I Tho mills
wore saved I
And Jerry was saved too 1 Bruised
and stunned and bleeding, hanging half-
insensible abovo tho black waters that
swept with swift ourvo toward tho fall,
when the ioe that had bnffetod him had
passod away, the watohors saw that the
boy still lived; and, quicker than it can
bo told, a boat was proonied and
manned, a long lino made fust to it, and,
dropping down tho stream until thoy
wore close to him, tender hands wero
upraised, loving voicos called, and
with a long, sobbing cry, the little hero
loosed his graRp upon tho ropo which
held him nnd dropped fainting into the
waiting arms below.
******
To-day the groat mills still stand by
tho rivcr’B brink, nnd tho rumble of
thsir machinery is heard All day long,
as of yore; but it doos not reach the
p.ars of the “ bobbin-boy,” nor yet those
of Bister Nellie. For tho one is at col
lege and tho other at sohool, both foster
children of that most ploasant of old
bachelors, tho proprietor himself; and
it is only at vacation time now, when
his days aro brightened by tho presence
of both his loved ones, that Mr. Wattor
son’s memory turns back to that spring-
tirao, long gone by, when his son Jorry,
in simple, soulful grntitudo, risked his
life to savo tho mills.—Independent.
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Ilow Vlre-Prealilenta ITylrr, Klllniore nml
Johnson TookMio Ont It ol Office or Presi
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Wince the day on whioh Washington
took the oath of office and entered upon
his duties as President of the United
States, on tho 30th of April, 1789, until
now—a period of moro than ninety-
throe years—only throe Vice-Presidents
(exclusive of General Arthur) have suc
ceeded to the presidency: John Tyler in
1841, Millard Fillmore in 1850, and An-
drow Johnson in 1865. The offioial
proceedings under whioh oaoh qualified
have a peculiar interest at this time,
and ns comparatively few people now
living can reoall them, they are given
precisely as they appear in the written
minntes of the proceedings of the
Senato of the United States. Tho min
ntes are as follows;
Tuesday, April 0, 1841.
Immodialoly after tho doccaso of the Presi
dent, Mr. Webster, Jr., chlof clerk of tho de
partment of state, oocompanlod by Mr. Iloall,
an officer of tho Senate, set out for tho rosi-
donco of the Vloo-l’rosident, lu Virginia, bear
ing to him tho following letter;
Washington, April 4, 1841.
To John Tyler, Vice-President of the United
S'atcs.
Rin: It has become our most painful duty to
Inform you that William Henry Hsrrison, late
President of tho Unitod States, has dopartod
this lifo.
Tliis distressing ovent took place this day, at
tho President's mansion, in this city, at thirty
minutes boforo 1 In tho morning.
Wo loso no time in dispatching tho chief
clork in tho stato department, as a special mes
senger, to boar you tlioso melancholy tidings.
Wo havo tho honor to bo, with tho highest
regard, your obedient servants.
Daniel Wrbhtkr, Secretary of Stato.
Thomas Ewing, Hocrctary of tho Treasury.
John Hell, Secrotary of War.
John J. Cuittkndkn, Attorney-Goncral.
FnANctH Guanoes, PostmaHler-Genoral.
City ok Washington, D. 0., Wednesday, April
7, 1841.
By the extraordinary dispatch used lu send
ing tho official intelligence to tho Vico-Frost-
dont at Williamsburg, and similar dispatch by
him In repairing to tho seat of government,
John Tyler, now President of the United States,
arrived in tills city yostorday morning at 0
o'clock, and took lodgings at Hrown's hotel.
At 12 o’clock all tho heads of departments,
oxccpt tho secretary of tho navy (who has not
yot roturnod to tho city from his visit to IiIh
fnmily), waited upon him to pay him their
official and personal respects. They wero re
ceived with ail tho politeness and kindness
which characterize tho new President. Ho
rigniflod his deep Pooling of the public calam
ity sustained by the death of President Harri
son, and expressed Ids profound soiisibllity to
tho hoavy responsibility so suddenly devolved
uijoii himself, llo spoke of tho proaent stato
of things with great concern aud Horionsncss,
mid made known his w ishes that tho sovoral
lieads of departments wonld continue to flit tho
places which thoy now occupy, nnd his confi
dence that thoy would nfTord nil the aid in
thoir power to c-nahlu him to carry on tho ad
ministration of tho govornmont successfully.
Tho President then took nnd subscribed tho
following oalli of office:
I do solemnly swonr that I will faithfully ex
ecute tho office of President of tho United
States, and will, to the heat of my ability, pre
serve, protoct nml defend tho Constitution of
the United States. John Tyleii.
Arm l (5, 1811
Distiuot ok Columbia, City and County ok
Washington, x».—I, William Crouch, Cliiof
.lodge of tho Circuit Court of tho District of
Columbia, certify (hat tho above-named John
Tyler personally appeared before mo this day,
and although ho deems himself qualified to
perform the duties aud exercise tho powers and
ollico of President on tho death of William
Henry Harrison, late President of tho United
.Stntes, without miv other oath than that which
ho has taken as Vico-Prcsldent, vet, ns doubts
may arts ■, nnd for greater caution, took and
subscribed tho foregoing oath before me.
A mu 1, (I, 1841. W. Chanch
TAYLOlt S DEATH.
Tho record of Zachary Taylor's death
and tho succession of Millard Fillmore
is as follows:
Zachary Taylor, President of the United
States, having decoasod on Tuesday, tho Otli of
July, 1850, nnd Congress boingthen ill session:
In the Senate of the United States,
Wednesday, July 10, 1850.
Tho following communication received by
tho secretary of tho Senato was read:
Wasbinoton, D. C., April 15,1868,
Sin: Abraham Lincoln, President of the
United States, was shot by an assassin last
evening at Ford’H theater, in title city, and died
at the lionr of twenty-two minntes after 7
o’clock this morning.
, About tho Bame tlmo at which the President
I wns shot an assassin entered tho sick chamber
of tho Hon. William H. Seward, secretary of
stato, and stahbod him In soverel places—in
tho throat, neck and face— severely, if not mor
tally, wounding him. Othor members of the
secretary’s family woro dangerously wonnded
by Iho assassin whllo making hiB escape.
By tho death of President Lincoln, tho offioo
of President has dovolvcd, nndor tho Constitu
tion, upon you. Tho emergency of tho govern
ment domands that you should immediately
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itaiify according to the requirements of the
The envelope manufacturers of the
United States turn out about 4,000,000
envelopes a day.
institution, arid enter upon the duties of
President of tho United States. If you will
pleaso raako known your pleasure, snob arrange
ments as yon deem proper will bo made.
Your obedient servants,
Hugh McCulloch, Secretary of tho Treasury.
Edwin M. 8tanton, Secrotary of War.
Gideon Welles. Secretary of the Navy.
W. Dennison, Postmaster-Genoral.
John P. Usher, Secretary of the Interior.
James Spbed, Attorney-General.
To the Hon. Andrew Johnson,
Vice-President of tho United States.
Mr. Johnson, in answor, appointed 11 o’clock
. at., at hie rooms in tho Kirkwood hotel, aa
tbo tlmo and place where ho would take tho
oath of offico. It was duly administered to him
by Chlof Justice Chase, in presence of the
Cabinet and sovoral members of Congress.
tncUIrnte of the Michigan Eirem.
The heat withered tho leaves of stand
ing trees two miles away from the Are,
and soven miles off the beaoh at For
rester sailors found the heat uncomfort
able.
When Oharlob Hempsleau saw his
nt cned wife’s house in flames, he sug
gested a home of his own at once for
her, and with her oonsent they sought
the house of a preacher between Huron
and Grindstone cities, where thoy were
soon made man and wife.
A roan leaped fiom a bluff into the
lake and found himself close behind a
large bear. They remained in company
under the bank nearly all night, and
the bear seemed as humble as a dog.
Deer sought the companionship of cattle
and horses, and paid no attention to
persons rushing past them.
Near Bad Axe a family had a crazy
son. When the smoke began to darken
the country he got excited, and on the
dark day two hours before the flood
came he mounted a horse and galloped
up and down the country crying ont
that tho judgment day had come. Later
he was seen rushing headlong into the
flames.
Twenty-eight people spent a night
and a day in a com field above Bioh-
tnondville. To windward of them was
a field of peas, and when the flames got
into this the party were pelted for
hours with hot peas, whioh were shelled
by the fire. Wet blankets, constant
vigilance and tho standing corn saved
tire people; but in other localities
where porsons sought the same refuge
they were smothered and burned.
A seven-mile ride for life under most
extraordinary circumstances was the ex
perience of a farmer near Forrester.
Ho gathered fifteen persons in his
wogon and started for the beaoh. The
Qro was close behind them as they
started, so close that the dresses of
somo of tho womon and children were
on ilro from the sparks. It wbb seven
miles of uphill and down, with corduroy,
ruts and roots, and tho horses needed
no whip to urgo them into a mad rnn*
As tho wagon started the tire of a hind
wheel rolled off. They could not stop
for it, and yet even on a good road the
wheel would have crashed down in go
ing twenty rods without it. The horses
pushed over that seven miles of rough
road at a wild ran and the wheel stood
firm. A delay of five minutes at any
print of the road would have given
fifteen more viotims to the flames which
followed on behind.
To the Senate oj the United States:
In consequcnco of tho lamontoil death of
Zachary Taylor, late President of tho United
States, I shall no longer occupy tho chair of the
Senate; and I havo thought that a formal com
munication to the Senate, to that oft'eot, through
your secretary, might enablo yon tho moro
promptly to proceed to tho choice of presiding
officer. Millard Fillmore.
Washington, July 10, 1850.
The following mossago was received from the
President of tho Unitod States by Mr. Fisher
Fellow Oiliiens of the Senate and House oj
Representatives:
I havo to perform tho molanclioly duty of an
nouncing to you that it lias ploasod Almighty
God to rotnovo from tlilB lifo Zachary Taylor,
late President of tho Unitod States. He de
ceased last ovoning, at the hour of half-past
10 o’clock, in tho midst of his family and sur
rounded by all his faculties. Among his last
words woro these, which ho uttored with om-
pliatiu distinctness : “I liavo always done my
duty—I am ready to (lie—my only regret is for
tho friends I leave bohind mo.”
Having announced to you, fellow citizons,
this most affecting boreavemont, and assuring
you that it lias penetrated no heart with doeper
grief than mino, it remains for me to say that I
proposo this day, at 12 o’clock, in tho hall of
the House of Representatives, in the presenco
of both houses of Congress, to take the oath
prescribed by tbo Constitution, to enable me to
ontor oil the execution of the offico which this
ovont has devolved on mo.
Millard Fillmore,
Washington, July 10, 1850.
A similar message having beon communicated
to the Houso of Representatives, and tho neces
sary arrangements made between tho two
houses:
At 12 o'clock meridian.
The President of the United States, the heads
o! departments, the chief judge of the circuit
oourt of the District of Columbia and the
Sonate of tho United Statos having entered the
hal! of the House of Representatives.
Tie oaih of office was administered to the
Pres.'dont by tho Honorablo William Cranch,
chief judge of the oircuit court of the United
State e for tho District of Columbia.
DEATH OF PRESIDENT LINCOLN.
The death of President Linooln aDd
the taking of the oath by Andrew John-
pop are thus recorded;
Waohlnalon Red Tape.
There is annually issued by the de
partments at Washington about 300
miles of red tape. If this were stretched
out in a straight line it would reaoh from
Washington to New Haven, Gt., on tho
north, or from Washington to Wilming
ton, N. O , on the south. Using Wash
ington as a pivotal point, and moving
the tape around, the ends would touoh
tho great lakes and pass through the
States of Connecticut, New York, Penn
sylvania, Ohio, Kentucky, Tennessee
and North Carolina. Or, to make an
other illustration, from the interior de
partment to the navy department is
about one-half a mile. The tape would
go around these departments 300 times,
and bind them closer and more securely
than ever Indian and tar were bound
before. To go into details: The treasury
department alone requires 288,000 yards’
of red tape, and is closely followed by
the interior department with 129,600
yards. Following oomo the navy, with
49,500 yards; the state, with 28,800
yards; the war, with 14,400 yards, and
last, the postofflee, with 12,900 yards.—
Washington Post.
A man who had his advertisement
painted on a sprinkling: part is around
with a search warrant looking for tho
cart. The poorest newspaper has a
greater circulation than the dampest
sprinkling oart, even in a drought.-
Peck’s Sun.
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