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When brother's heart no longer burns with strife, A PATRIOTIC FATHER.--An officer from Louisville His hand no longer takes his brother's life;

led one of Rosecrans's regiments into battle, his supeWhen the sweet wild rose shall bloom and bud rior having been called to other duty. In the advance, Where battle-fields were drenched with human blood. this man's son fell by a rebel bullet. The father saw

him fall, but could not stop to care for him. NarratANECDOTE OF GENERAL Wadsworth.—The follow- ing the circumstances, the bereaved father said, with

tears in his eyes : “My boy, you know, is gone. I ing is one of the most beautiful and pathetic stories of

was in temporary command of the regiment, and as the war. It is told by Mr. Wilkinson,

we were pressing on I saw my boy fall. I could not Paymaster Rochester, feeling his lips to be unsealed

turn back to help him, so I said to a soldier, ‘Look by the death of General Wadsworth, tells that he always paid him from his entry into the service, and to Johnnie, and went on, and we did the work we

went to do." that when the General called on him for money on the

“Do you still hold to the idea you expressed when eve of starting to the Mississippi Valley on a special mission connected with the arming and organization of you and I talked over the question of this war before ?

you feel now as you did then !!! the slaves of that region, he casually remarked to him that when he got to New-Orleans he would find there selves and children, and for those who are to come

"Certainly ; I feel we are doing this work for our Paymaster Vedder, to whom he would recommend

after us.

Of course, I am very sad, but the cause is him as a gentlemanly officer to apply for any moneys he might need. “No, sir,” said General Wadsworth; just the same as before—only more sacred than ever." “I shall not apply to Major Vedder. While I am in the service I shall be paid only by you. And my reason for that is, that I wish my account with the Gov- ANECDOTES OF GENERAL BUFORD.—Major-General ernment to be kept with one paymaster only; for it is Buford, than whom probably no commander was so my purpose at the close of the war to call on you for devotedly loved by those around him, was offered a an accurate statement of all the money I have received major-general's commission in the rebel army when in from the United States. The amount, whatever it is, Utah. He crushed the communication in his hand, I shall give to some permanent institution founded for and declared that he would live and die under the flag the relief of disabled soldiers. This is the least invidi- of the Union. A few hours before his death, and ous way in which I can refuse pay for fighting for my while suffering from delirium, he roundly scolded his country in her hour of danger."

negro servant; but recovering himself temporarily, he called the negro to his bedside and said to him : "Ed

ward, I hear I have been scolding you. I did not HOW SECRETARY STANTON SETTLED A POINT. know what I was saying. You have been a faithful Washington, Feb. 3, 1864.—The town is laughing servant, Edward.” The poor negro sat down and

wept as though his heart was broken. When General at an amusing story of a recent interview between the Buford received his commission as Major-General, he Secretary of War and the President of the Baltimore and exclaimed: “Now, I wish that I could live." His Ohio Railroad. It is too good to be lost, and I give last intelligible words, uttered during an attack of deit as I find it afloat:

lirium, were: “ The draft has fallen with great severity upon the let the men run back to the rear.” This was an illus

“ Put guards on all the roads, and don't employés of our Company."

tration of the ruling passion strong in death, for no "Indeed?"

trait in General Buford's character was more conspica" If something is not done to relieve us, it is hardous than his dislike to see men skulking or hanging to foresce the consequences."

on the rear. “Let them pay the commutation." Impossible ! the men can't stand such a tax."

They have a rich Company at their back, and Bishop Polk.–Of General Bishop Polk, the Nashthat's more than other people have."

ville Times speaks in the following terms : " They ought to be exempted, because they are ne- He was a selfish, egotistical, vain-glorious, shallow cessary to the working of the road for the Govern- man, who had no sympathy whatever with those who ment.

were outside of his aristocratic circle. He looked on “That can't be.”

his slaves in the same light that Fielding's Parson Then I will stop the road."

Trullaber looked on his fat hogs, and prized their “If you do, I will take it up and carry it on." bodies a good deal more than the souls of his sheep.

The discussion is said to have been dropped at this Indeed, the sheep of his pastorate grazed not tender point, and the very worthy President is still working grass, or succulent clover, but polk weed. Of them it the road as successfully as ever

night be said in the words of Milton's Lycidas :

“The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed, JEFF Davis In Wax.-A London correspondent

But swoln with wind, and the rank mist they draw,

Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread: says:

Besides what the grim wolf with privy par “It was written of old that'Jeshurun waxed fat and kicked.' Jefferson (President of the confederates)

Daily devours apace, and nothing sed." kicked and now waxes. In other words, Madame His preaching was, of course, execrable. Those Tussaud has added him to her wax figures. Ile stands who have unfortunately been compelled to listen to comfortably near McClellan, who waxed here as he his discourses say that they would rather be shot at waxed in America, and was the last addition but one by his cannons in the field than listen to his church to her wonderful gallery that one being Hunt, the canons in the pulpit. murderer of his wife and children in the cab. Madame In his rubric, self was God, the slave code was the Tussaud has artists hard at work on the five pirates of Bible, large revenues the chief end of man, and poverthe Flowery Land who were lately hanged.”

ty the unpardonable sin.'

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A NEGRO SOLDIER'S SPEECH.--At a celebration of acquainted with all the details of the works, and knew, Christmas by a negro regiment at New-Orleans, one besides, what building among the ruins of some fifty of the men made the following speech:

now remaining was the strongest for defence. This " Fellow-soldiers ob de Sebenth Regiment: I is was the engine-house, and after making a little raid to ‘mighty glad to enjoy dis 'portunity for enjoying dis Halltown, and capturing Colonel Lewis Washington, fust free Christmas in dis world what we live in. A among other slaveholders of the Shenandoah Valley, Fear ago, where was we? We was down in de dark he moved back to the Ferry, and ensconced bimself land of slavery. And now where are we? We are with his twenty followers in this engine-house. The free men, and soldiers of de United States. And what alarm throughout Harper's Ferry that night was terrihave we to do? We have to fight de rebels so dat ble, and during the whole of the following live-long we never more be slaves. When de day of battle day Brown held his position, and having made portcome, what will we do? I speak for me, and I say holes through the brick walls, shot several citizens who for myself, I go and fight de rebels till de last man had the temerity to show themselves about the builddie. Yes, under de flags what was presented to us ing. The lookers-on were terror-stricken, and the two from New-York, we fight till de last man die; and if I thousand Virginia militiamen, with their captains, colbe de last man, what will I do? I hold up de flags, onels, and generals, who had assembled in the vicinity and if I die, den I go to my grave cousified for doing of John Brown's stronghold, not knowing the force my duty. De President of de United States is one that he really had, were completely nonplussed, and great man what has done more good dan any oder man waited anxiously for the Government troops from whatever was borned. I bless de Lord we fight for Washington, who had been sent for. so good commander. I have no more to say now and By three o'clock the following morning, sixty maevermore.- Amen."

| rines, under the immediate command of Lieutenant

Green, but directed by Colonel Robert E. Lee, reached A CAMP CELEBRATION. A Maine regiment celebrat- the Ferry by cars from the capital. Colonel' Lee ored their flag-raising, near Beaufort, s. C., with a wild dered his detail to stand under arms in the public entertainment, consisting of foot-races, mock parades. self leading them to the front of the building fortified

street till sunrise, when he conducted the men, he himclimbing of greased poles, etc. One part of it is thus and occupied by Brown. The lookers-on viewed this described :

The next comical feat was performed by several soldierly movement with astonishment and awe, exsmall colored boys, who were to hunt with their heads pecting to see Colonel Lee shot down as other leaders

had been. But not a shot was fired. Lieut. Green for a piece of money in a tub of meal, with their hands was ordered to demand a surrender. He knocked at tied behind their backs. The tub, filled with meal, the door of the engine-house, and John Brown asked: was placed on the ground, and the boy on his knees commenced his explorations, with his mouth open to Marines, who, by authority of Colonel Lee, demands

“Who goes there?” “Lieut. Green, United States seize the money. As he would bring up his head to regain his breath and puff out a mouthful of meal, and “unless I, with my men, am allowed to cross the

an immediate surrender.” “I refuse it," said Brown, show to the crowd a mealy face with little stripes and spots of black in fine contrast, and the back of his bridge into Maryland, unmolested, after which you can head appearing through, the effect was so ludicrous take us prisoners if you can.” Lee refused to allow that there was a universal shout of laughter, and when this, and ordered Lieut. Green to renew his demand the boy at last appeared with the money between his Brown refused these terms, and four of the marines;

for immediate and unconditional surrender. John teeth, the cheering was vociferous. Two other boys who had got tremendous sledge-hammers from the made the attempt, but were unsuccessful; they were rewarded for their exertions, however, and left the The engine had been moved against the door, and it

works, began battering at the door of the engine-house. field, “ the observed of all observers."

would not yield. “Ten of you," said Lee, “take that ladder and break down the door.” Five on each side,

the soldiers drove the ladder against the door, and at A RESIDENT in the town of Camillus, N. Y., Almon the third stroke it yielded and fell back. Colonel Lee Wilber, was enlisted at Syracuse. He stated that he and the marines jumped in-one man John Brown is the oldest of twelve brothers, sons of William and shot through the heart—and then was overpowered Electa Wilher, of Camillus, and that now they had all entered the service of the United States. This brother citizens, was released, and John Brown handed over

and surrendered. Colonel Washington, with other is now between forty-four and forty-five years of age; to the civil authorities, after which Colonel Lee took and none of the twelve brothers weigh less than two the train to Washington again. hundred pounds. His son enlisted at the same time

And such is the bistorical episode which I listened he did.

to last night from a citizen who was himself a witness

to it. Who knows how much it may have influenced GENERAL LEE AND OLD John Brown.-A letter to Robert E. Lee to forsake the flag of the United States the Pittsburgh Chronicle, from Harper's Ferry, con- and become a chieftain in the rebel cause ? tains the following:

“It was not known to me until yesterday, and may possibly be unknown to you, that Colonel Robert E. MARKED ARTICLES.-Some of the marks which are Lee, United States army, now General Lee of the con- fastened on the blankets, shirts, etc., sent to the Sanifederate forces, was one of the chief actors in the pro-tary Commission for the soldiers, show the thought logue to the tragic national dramit, the different acts and feeling at home. Thus-on a home-spun blanket, of which the whole country has been watching with worn but washed as clean as snow, was pinned a bit such exciting interest for the past three years. It is, of paper which said: “ This blanket was carried by nevertheless, the fact, however. Let me tell you about Milly Aldrich (who is ninety-three years old) down it briefly. "Old John Brown” had not only worked hill and up hill one and a half miles, to be given to at the arsenal at Harper's Ferry, but was intimately some soldier."


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On a bed-quilt was pinned a card, saying: “My son Though to look on to-night the visage that showed is in the army. Whoever is made warm by this quilt, The pale death relapse, and the eye sunk and dim. which I have worked on for six days and most all of Then toll the bell sadly, solemnly toli, six nights, let him remember his own mother's love." A hero is passing to glory's last goal.

On another blanket was this: “This blanket was used by a soldier in the war of 1812—may it keep Come, stand by the corpse, look down on that face, some soldier warm in this war against traitors."

Mark where the bullet burst its way through, On a pillow was written : “This pillow belonged to See where the death-pang left its last trace my little boy, who died resting on it; it is a precious As the lead messenger struck, unerring and true. treasure to me, but I give it for the soldiers.”

Then hushed, gather round, let our tears be like rain, On a pair of woollen socks was written : “ These

A truer cavalier we shall ne'er see again. stockings were knit by a little girl five years old, and she is going to knit some more, for mother says it will Ah! the story he wrote with the point of his sword, help some poor soldier."

How it thrilled through the cities, how it stirred up On a box of beautiful lint was this mark : "Made in Who can forget how the hireling horde

the land; a sick-room, where the sunlight has not entered for nine years, but where God has entered, and where two At the North though they mock, and rejoice at his fall,

Ran blating for mercy when he did command. sons have bid their mother good-by as they have gone

With grief-laden flowers will we cover his pall. out to the war."

On a bundle containing bandages was written : Oh! how like the besom of fate in their rear, "This is a poor gift, but it is all I had; I have given Came the wave of his plume and the flash of his my husband and my boy, and only wish I had more to

blade, give, but I haven't.”

When, bursting from covert, to his troopers will cheer, On some eye-shades were marked : “Made by one

The bugle, it sounded the charge in the raid. who is blind. Oh! how I long to see the dear Old Now his plume is at rest, his sword in its sheath, Flag that you are all fighting under !"

And the hand that should grasp it is nerveless in

death. A REBEL TRACT. — A New-Hampshire soldier in Make his grave where he fought, nigh the field where Sherman's army sent to his family a tract picked up

he fell, on the battle-field of Resaca, June fifteenth. Its title In blossoming Hollywood, under the hill, is as follows:

In sight of the hearth-stones he defended so well, Evangelical Tract Society, Petersburgh, Va. No. That his spirit may be guardian sentinel still, 214. •I Die in a Just Cause. By Rev. John 0. And there let a finger of marble disclose Robinson, Rogersville, Tenn."

The spot where he lies—point the skies where he The first paragraph is as follows:

J. MARSHALL HANNA. “ Confederate soldiers ! you bear a proud name, and one that posterity will honor. Despite your homely garb, your coarse shoes, and hard fare, your country

THE CONTRABAND'S RETURN. applauds the heroism, the daring valor, the patient endurance of her soldiers, even when the besotted editors of Federal newspapers style them, in derision, Don't you know me, Massa William ! 'butternuts' and 'ragamuffins.' There can be no

Don't you know me, Missus dear? question that Southern troops are unsurpassed in valor Don't you know old Aunt Rebecca, and patriotism by any body of soldiers in the world.

Who went away from you last year, They have every thing to make them so, for, like the With Peter, Phil, and Little Judy, Jews in the days of Nehemiah, they'fight for their

To join the wicked Yankee crew ? brethren, their sons, their daughters, their wives, and But I've come back, my dear old Missus, their houses.' Your enemies strive for conquest and

To live and die with you. plunder. Your cause is the cause of right, of justice,

I never knew the old plantation of great principles; yea, of every thing a man holds dear in this life. Your enemies are grasping at sha

Was half so dear a place to me. dows-pursuing phantoms-urged on by the wildest As when among that Yankee nation fanaticism."

The robbers told me I was free;
And when I looked around for freedom,

(We thought it something bright and fair,)

Hunger, iuisery, and starvation, SONGS OF THE REBELS.

Was all that met us there.

How often, when we used to shiver, THE DEAD CAVALIER-GEN. J. E. B. STUART.

All through the long cold winter night,

I used to study 'bout my cabin, The drums came back muffled, that beating aloud,

The hearth all red with pinewood light! Went out in the morning all thrill to the fight,

I saw they would not make us happy, For the hero lies dead in his battle-flag shroud,

And yet they would not let us goAnd his steed is led groomed without rider to-night. Ah! 'twas hatred of our white folks, Then beat the drums muffled, and play the fife low,

Not love for us, I know. And march on the cortege to cadences slow.

“And Peter?" Ah! old Massa Peter Who saw him that morning as gaily he rode

Has gone from this cold earth awayAt the front of his troopers, who filed proudly after He was too old to be a soldier, him,

They worked him hard both night and day:



He was not used to so much labor,

And soon the poor old man broke down, He found, alas! their boasted freedom

A cross and not a crown.

For more than glory, safety, life,
For more than mother, child, or wife,

Strike home for Liberty !

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They made my poor boy, Phil, a soldier,

And took him from me far away ;
He stood through many a bloody battle,

Our treasury is furnished with rags,
Was wounded often, many a day ;

So thick even Jeff cannot thin 'em. He did not wish to be a soldier,

Jeff's torn up his old money bags, He only wanted to be free

Having nothing like cash to put in 'em. They only loaded him with irons,

Our farmers are smashed up by dozens, Or lashed him to a tree.

But this is all nothing they say;

For bankrupts, since Adam, are cousins,
Before him once, in line of battle,

But 'tis all in a family way.
He saw our fine young master Jim,
Then dropped poor Phil his Yankee musket,

Our debts not a shilling take from us,
He could not, would not, fire on him;

As statesmen the matter explain ; For they had played, been raised together,

Bob owes it to Tom, and then Thomas Young master Jim had cried for Phil

Just owes it to Bob back again. The Yankees gave the onward order,

Since all thus have taken to owing, But my poor boy stood still.

There's nobody left that can pay ;

And that is the way we keep going,
And then his more than cruel masters,

All just in a family way.
White men, with hearts and deeds all black,
Struck him down with gun and sabre,

Our congressmen vote away millions
And left him dying on their track,

To put in the huge Southern budget, O missus! my old heart is broken,

And if it were billions or trillions, My lot all grief and pain has been;

The generous rogues would not grudge it. For little Judy, too, is ruined,

'Tis naught but a family hop, In their dark camps of sin.

And Jeff began dancing they say

Hands round! Why the deuce should we stop ? O Massa William! see me kneeling,

'Tis all in a family way. O Missus ! say one word for me! You'll let me stay? Oh! thank you massa ;

Our rich cotton-planters all tumbleNow I'm happy ! now I'm free!

The poor ones have nothing to chew, I've seen enough of Yankee freedom,

And if they themselves do not grumble, I've had enough of Yankee love!

Their stomachs undoubtedly do. As they have treated the poor negro,

For sure to be hungry en famille,
Be't done to them above.

Is as good for the soul as to pray,
And famine itself is but genteel

When one starves in a family way.

But I've found out a secret for Jeffy

A secret for next budget-day

Though he spurn my advice in a jiffy, March on, ye children of the brave,

As he too's a sage in his way : Descendants of the free!

When next for the treasury scene, he On to the hero's bloody grave

Announces the devil to pay,
Or glorious Liberty !

Just write on the bill, nota bene,
On, on-with clashing sword and drum,

For it's all in a family way.

CoNFED. The foe !—they come! they come !-strike A.D. 1863.

home, For more than safety, or for life,

SPECIMENS OF “SOUTHERN LITERATURE.”—There are For more than mother, child, or wife, Strike home for Liberty !

some signs that “the South" - meaning by that the

slave-drivers and woman-whippers, who so long claimed Charge, charge! nor shed the pitying tear, this name for themselves—will presently have someToo long hath mercy plead !

thing of "

a literature of its own." The Parisians have Charge, charge ! and share the hero's bier, just been edified with a work on “The Condition of the Or strike the foeman dead !

Confederate States," by one Charles Girard, “ formerly Charge, charge! for more than vital gains, Secretary of the Smithsonian Institute, Washington."

Strike home and rend the freeman's chains, To give his book an apparent importance and characFor more than safety, or for life,

ter, Dr. Girard has addressed it, as a memoir or report, For more than mother, child, or wife,

to the Emperor Napoleon, though it nowhere appears Strike home for Liberty !

that he was commissioned or requested to make any

report of any kind to the Emperor. Draw, draw-by every hope this hour

The value of this writer's report may be gathered That animates the brave !

from the following remarkable incident” which he Draw !-strike !-and rend the foeman's power relates : Or fill the patriot's grave !

“I one erening, at General Cooper's, heard the Gov. Strike-die-or conquer with the free, ernor of North-Carolina tell how, in their numerous in. Strike home, strike home, for Liberty- cursions into his State, the enemy carried off, by force,


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whole families of negroes; that on several occasions, “I am sorry to see you fall into the mistake of callbeing surrounded at the moment of embarkation by ing Yanks 'Federals,' and of talking of Northern the local militia, the negroes took the opportunity of news.' Northern and Southern are very well, as alluescaping to return to their masters, and that then the sive to different sections of our Confederacy, or one Yankees turned their fury on the negro children, whom country; but they are expressions calculated to mis. they tore from their mothers' arms and flung into the lead when applied to countries so entirely distinct as

On other occasions they drowned the negroes our Confederacy and the Yank country.' Let, then, by wholesale when they resisted the attempt to carry the term ‘Yank' be applied to that seething mass of them off.

Vandalism that blindly drives forward for our subjuga. “ The Yankees exercised similar cruelty on the tion, utterly ignoring the principles of the government whites. In one detachment of prisoners, of whom a formerly established over them, and utterly regardless great part were ill of small-pox, caught in the miser- of those grand landmarks with which alone all good able huts in which they had been lodged, they amused practical popular governments can consist. Let it be themselves with fastening them two and two, a sick Yank States,'Yank people,' 'Yank navy,' etc., etc., man to a healthy one, to spread the disease; and then, 'Yank flag, etc., etc., `a Yank,'«Yanks,' etc., etc. when the disease reached its height, they would throw them overboard with loud cheers."

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A DISINTERESTED PATRIOT.—A Boston journal, quot- BARBARITIES OF THE REBELS.—A correspondent of ing the allusion of another paper to the fact that Mr. the Chattanooga Gazette furnished the following horriWhiting, Solicitor of the War Department, worked ble account of rebel cruelties practised upon an Alawithout pay, says:

bama Unionist: The statement that “ Mr. Whiting is a rich man, In 1861 a Unionist was forcibly arrested by a mob and can afford to do all he has magnanimously agreed at his house in Randolph county, Ala., and marched to," somewhat detracts from the merit of the sacrifice off in an adjoining thicket; the mob here rifled him of he has actually made. We happen to know that upon his pocket-book, boots and coat, tied him, and held a entering the service of the Government he was com- consultation to determine his fate. It was soon deterpelled to reduce his establishment here, which had mined to “put him in the tories' yoke,” but first of all been supported by a princely income from his profes- to try to make him acknowledge to having done and sion, and practise the economy which many wealthy said things of which he was innocent. men who claim to be patriots only preach.

After trying some time to accomplish their object,

by questioning and threatening, they resorted to more How THE REBELS BRAND.—Branding deserters, as

severe measures. Untying him, they took off his clothperformed at Castle Thunder in Richmond, is described ing, laid him down upon a log, lashed him firmly to it, as a beautiful operation, and as humane as beautiful. him. Four let in on him at once, and the number soon

and with large hickory switches commenced lacerating The culprit is fastened to a large table, with his face increased to six. They continued to beat him there for downward, and a large “D” scarred on his posteriors. A plain bar of iron, about an inch in diameter, nar- would confess, and upon his retusing would let in on

a long time, pausing occasionally and asking him if he rowed down a little at the point, is heated to incan. him more vigorously. descence, and used as a sign-painter would use his brush

The blood trickled from his back in streams. His in lettering, only in a very slow and bungling manner.

piteous appeals in behalf of merey were totally disreA greasy smoke with a sickly stench arises, accompanied with crackling sounds and the groans of the garded. Nature finally yielded, and the poor man

swooned and was lost to consciousness for several victim as the hot iron sinks deep into the flesh. On minutes. As soon as he revived, these hellish tor: pretence of rendering the mark of disgrace plain and mentors resumed their tortures. They split the ends indelible, but in reality to torture the unfortunate cul- of green sticks, and twisting them in his hair, and pullprit, the hot iron is drawn many times through the ing violently caused the most excruciating pain. This wound, making it larger and deeper, until the victim, and other fiendish operations were continued for some unable to endure the excruciation longer, faints, and is time. They then cut off' his fingers at the second joint, carried away. The operation is always performed by old Keppard, the executioner of Kellogg, the greatest

as also bis ears, close up to his head. demon in human form outside of Pluto's realms.- and the legs at the knees. After this operation the

The next step was to cut off his arms at the elbows, Louisville Journal, January 12.

wretched victim fainted, and failing to recover for

several minutes, the murderers pronounced him dead CONCERNING “YANKS."

and began to prepare to leave, but at this moment

their victim showed signs of life. The following letter appeared in a number of the They now tied a rope around his neck, and hung Charleston Courier :

him to a limb near by, and instantly decamped, leavTo the Editors of the Charleston Courier :

ing him suspended between the heavens and the earth. "I agree with you in the main in the remarks you The third day afterward the body was discovered, make in your issue of the fourteenth, in relation to taken down, and decently interred by friends. your use of the terms 'Yankee' and 'Yankeedom.' Mr. Editor, this no myth, 'tis no exaggeration. It is But as we ought to have a descriptive designation of worthy of remark that it is an impossibility to belie a that people that can give no offence to the many wor- rebel, unless you say he is honest, a gentleman, or a thy and true men amongst us of Yankee birth, I pro- humane being. pose that we as a people adopt the term “ Yank' for At the time of the above murder I was engaged in our insane enemies ; so that we may talk of the ‘Yank school-teaching in Calhoun county, not more than Government,' “ Yank army,' Yank Congress,' 'Yank twenty-five miles from the murdered man's house, and news,' etc., etc. It is short, contemptuous, and de- I took considerable pains to find out all about the scriptive of the thing signified.

matter. You have the result.


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