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approach his person, when, upon a signal phia. On his departure, the telegraph from their leader, some of them would wires were cut, so that no communication shoot at Mr. Lincoln with their pistols, of his movements could be made. and others would throw into his carriage The special train arrived in Philadelhand-grenades filled with detonating pow-phia at a quarter to eleven at night. Here der, similar to those used in the attempted he was met by the detective, who had a assassination of the Emperor Louis Na- carriage in readiness, into which the party poleon. It was also intended that in the entered, and were driven to the depot of confusion which should result from this the Philadelphia, Wilmington and Baltiattack, the assailants should escape to a more railroad. vessel which was waiting in the harbor to receive them, and be carried to Mobile, in the seceding State of Alabama.

They did not reach the depot until a quarter past eleven; but fortunately for them, the regular train, the hour of which Upon Mr. Lincoln's arrival in Philadel- for starting was eleven, had been detained. phia, upon Thursday, February 21st, the The party then took berths in the sleeping detective visited Philadelphia, and submit- car, and without change of cars passed ted to certain friends of the President- directly through to Washington, where elect the information he had collected as they arrived at the usual hour, half-past to the conspirators and their plans. An six o'clock, on the morning of Saturday, interview was immediately arranged for the 23d. Mr. Lincoln wore no disguise between Mr. Lincoln and the detective. whatever, but journeyed in an ordinary The interview took place in Mr. Lincoln's traveling dress. room, in the Continental Hotel, where he was staying. Mr. Lincoln, having heard the officer's statement, replied:

Protection under the Constitution.

Among the incidents attending the op"I have promised to raise the Ameriean erations of the celebrated Mackerelville flag on Independence Hall to-morrow Brigade, at or near the seat of war, is the morning-the morning of the anniversary following, recounted by the historiograof Washington's birthday-and have ac-pher-extraordinary of the corps, Mr. cepted the invitation of the Pennsylvania Legislature to be publicly received by that body in the afternoon. Both of these engagements I will keep if it costs me my life. If, however, after I shall have concluded these engagements, you can take me in safety to Washington, I will place myself at your disposal, and authorize you to make such arrangements as you may deem proper for that purpose."

Kerr. It seems that just at the moment when the Conic Section was proceeding to make a "masterly movement," an aged chap came dashing down from a First Family country seat, near by, and says he to the General of the Mackerel Brigade: "I demand a guard for my premises immediately. My wife," says he with dignity, "has just been making a custard pie for the sick Confederacies in the hosOn the next day he gallantly performed pital, and as she has just set it out to cool the ceremony of raising the American near where my little boy shot one of your flag on Independence Hall; he then went vandals this morning, she is afraid it to Harrisburg, where he was formally might be taken by your thieving mudsills welcomed by the Legislature, and at six when they come after the body. I, thereo'clock in the evening he, in company with fore, demand a guard for my premises in Col. Lamon, quietly entered a carriage the name of the Constitution of our forewithout observation, and was driven to fathers." the Pennsylvania railroad, where a special

Here Capt. Bob Shorty stepped fortrain was waiting to take him to Philadel- ward, and says he:

"What does the Constitution say about me. I know nothing about them, and, custard pie, Mr. Davis?" furthermore, I do not know of any person The aged chap spat at him, and says among my acquaintances who does. But,"

he:

"I claim protection under that clause which refers to the pursuits of happiness. Custard pies," says he reasoningly, "are included in the pursuits of happiness."

"That's very true," says the General, looking kindly over his fan at the venerable petitioner. "Let a guard be detailed to protect this good old man's premises. We are fighting for the Constitution, not against it."

continued he, "there is one subject with which I am perfectly acquainted; talk of that, and I am your man."

"What is that, General?" asked the politicians, in great surprise.

"Tanning leather," was the reply.
The subject was immediately changed.

Secesh Taming.

War, like nearly every other sort of human experience, has its comical side. Old Ben Butler's' management of New Orleans was "as good as a play,”—a spice of humor in it, a certain apt felicitousness

A guard was detailed, with orders to make no resistance if they were fired upon occasionally from the windows of the house; and then Captain Brown pushed in turning the tables, calculated to make forward with what was left of Company 3, to engage the Confederacy on the edge of Duck Lake, supported by the Orange County Howitzers.

Unacquainted with Politics.

even the victim smile while he yet winced.

It was the New Orleanaise who gave the General his soubriquet of 'Picayune Butler' that being the well known appellative of the colored barber in the basement of the St. Charles. The fourpence ha'penny epithet of course implied how very cheap they held the commander at Ship Island. The Yankee General fetched up at the St. Charles. 'Twas empty and barred. Where was the landlord? Off.

It shall be forced. Well, here are the keys. So the first thing was to show he could keep a hotel.

No small pains were taken by certain partisan leaders. while General Grant was at Vicksburg, to inveigle him into some debate, or the expression of some definite idea or opinion relative to the state of the various political parties of the country, The house must be opened. Impossible. and their professed tenets. The General, however, was not thus to be drawn out. He had never attached himself to any mere partizan organization, and all the Next he sends word to the Mayor that various political issues or questions were, he must see him at his parlor. Back to him, entirely subordinate to the great comes word that His Honor does business and single object of crushing the rebellion. at the City Hall. Straight goes a perWhile operating in the vicinity of Vicks- emptory message by an orderly, and Mayor burg, his professed political friends paid a Monroe and a whole bevy of dignitaries visit to his head-quarters, and after a short make their appearance, hats in hand. The time spent in compliments, they touched hotel-keeper is induced to draw it mild, upon the never-ending subject of politics. and arranges that the civil government of One of the party was in the midst of a the city shall remain in their hands on the very flowery speech, using all his rhetor-condition that all the police and sanitary ical powers to induce the General, if pos- duties shall be faithfully performed. sible, to view matters in the same light as himself, when he was suddenly stopped by Grant.

For a little while matters go on smoothly. But it soon became apparent that the streets were neglected, as if on "There is no use of talking politics to purpose to invite Yellow Jack to come and

make short work of the "Hessians." A the 'woman order,' or to take back his sharp word goes from the St. Charles to apology. He receives for reply, that a the City Hall to start the hoes, and, at modification is impossible, and with it an a jump, the hoes were started. But it argument from the good-natured General went against the grain. The aldermen showing its propriety and necessity. The could not sleep o'nights. Yellow Jack Mayor bows, convinced, and leaves. Two out of the question, they thought they days afterwards again he comes down with would try la belle France. So they passed his friends and insists upon having back a resolution tendering the officers of the his apology. The General, being of a French frigate Catinet the freedom and yielding nature, politely hands it back, and, hospitalities of the city. Up comes at the same moment, gives an order comword from the St. Charles that this sort mitting the whole set to Fort Jackson, and of thing don't answer-that 'the free- there they ruminated. dom of a captured city by the captives Romantic Adventure of a Tennessee Loywould merit letters patent for its novelty,

alist.

were there not doubts of its usefulness as Of a similar character for boldness and an invention, and that the tender of hospi- intrepidity to Parson Brownlow, was talities by a government to which police Hurst, the indomitable Unionist of Purdy, duties and sanitary regulations only are Tennessee. On returning from West Tenintrusted is simply an invitation to the nessee, to make his periodical report of himself-being under heavy bonds to the rebel powers to do so and stopping at his home, he had no sooner entered his

calaboose or the sewer.'

The women next bridle up. They are not content with leaving our quiet soldiers to themselves, but must needs insult and abuse them. The General determines that this unfeminine practice, so provocative of ill blood, shall stop. He proclaims that all women guilty of it shall be treated as disorderly women. Thereupon Mayor Monroe steps again upon the scene, and as chief magistrate of this city, chargeable with its peace and dignity,' protests against an order 'so extraordinary and astonishing.' The immediate reply is that 'John T. Monroe, late Mayor of the city. of New Orleans, is relieved from all responsibility for the peace of the city, and committed to Fort Jackson until further orders.' Straightway the Mayor hurries down to the St. Charles, and makes a written retraction, to wit: This communica

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tion having been sent under a mistake of house than he was told to fly for his life, fact, and being improper in language, I as a new accusation of being a traitor and desire to apologize for the same, and to a spy had been made against him by a withdraw it.' The retraction is accepted, malicious old rebel neighbor. and the Mayor retires; but on the next He had barely time to make an appointday, having been taken to task by his ment with a bound boy, who loved him clique, he again presents himself, with more than he did his own father, to bring several backers, to get a modification of a favorite horse-that somehow escaped

are covering you—they are hid in places that you least suspect, and if you move within the next ten minutes they will fire; but if you remain perfectly quiet they will

the thieving confiscations of the rebels to the entrance of a certain alley in the town. Scarcely had he made the arrangement when a file of Confederate soldiers was seen coming towards the house. He not harm you." slipped out at the back door, passed The apothecary had become so comthrough a neighboring garden, and in a pletely frickened,' as the Irish would say, minute more was walking composedly by the touch of cold steel at his ears, that down the principal street of the town. he did not recognize at once the improbaHis bold and unconcerned appearance bility of Hurst's story. In an instant created quite a stir in the town. Men more, Hurst had put spurs to his horse, whispered together, and winked and wagged their heads significantly, and now and then would dart off to give information to the rebel guard, who were searching for him. He knew his time was short, that in a few minutes they would come in upon him from all sides, and his chance for life would not be worth a straw. He quickened his pace a little, and suddenly entered an apothecary's shop; dozens of men were watching him, and said— "Now he is trapped; he'll be nabbed and on its subsequent triumphant entry to as he comes out."

and dashed out of the alley, leaving the terrified 'pothecary gaping after him, and the bound boy absolutely crying at his master's danger, and in another instant the rebel soldiers and the crowd entered the store, rushed through the back room and out at the back door, just in time to see Hurst dashing out of the alley at full speed. Horses without number were at requisition, but Hurst distanced He soon joined the Union army,

once in

them all.

Nashville, Hurst was on hand with them, naively remarking that he came so as to "defend his bondsmen from any damage they might suffer by his non-appearance, and 'report' himself as he had agreed!"

Hurst walked quickly through into the back room, and called the proprietor in after him. The apothecary entered smilingly, thinking, doubtless, of how soon he should see his guest dancing upon nothing in the air. The moment he had entered, Hurst grasped him suddenly by the throat, and placing a pistol at his ear, told him the rebel prisoners at Camp Denison, Ohio,

that if he attempted to raise the slightest alarm, and did not do exactly as he told him, he would fire.

By this time a crowd had collected in front of the shop, and as they could not see what was passing in the back room, they waited until the guard should come up to arrest him. Hurst now opened the back door, and looking up the alley, he saw the faithful bound boy with the horse standing partly concealed in the entrance of the alley. He beckoned to the boy, who quickly brought the horse to him. He then turned to the trembling fellow, and said

"Now, sir, in the spot where you stand, the rifles of four of my faithful friends

Them and Theirs-not Us.

One of the most interesting cases among

was a wounded youth, whose heart was evidently busy doing poetic justice to the Yankees he had been taught to hate, though he still was anxious about Southern rights. Parson Clayton talked to him for some time concerning religious matters, and the young man at last broke in by saying, “We've talked about religion long enough, now let's talk politics." There was a peculiar Southernism about his look and tone that excited a smile all around. "Well," replied Mr. Clayton, "I'm not much on politics; I'd rather not talk about them-tell me how you felt when you were wounded." He did so:

"Thought it would be a sharp pain, Sir, but it wasn't. I was wounded in the legs,

and it was just like my being knocked off theirs." And to this the echoes around my pins by a strong blow from a log of the room were, "That's so!" "That's wood. Fell flat on my belly, and my God's truth!"

knees drew themselves up under my chin.

pany A.

There was at Fort McClary, in Portsmouth harbor, New Hampshire, during the dark days of the war, a soldier who

Made sure I was dead, but thought it Vice-President Hamlin a Private in Comdidn't make much difference, for I saw our men retreating, and knew that the Yankees would get me and kill me sure; always was told, Sir, the Yankees had horns. Well, there I lay; and up came a Colonel performed all the duties of a private in leading his men-he was in front, Sir; he the ranks and a guard, and was not even jumped down from his horse, and ran to clothed with the power of a fourth corme drawing something from his belt, so I poral,-but who, in the event of the death gave up; but it wasn't a pistol, Sir," (and of President Lincoln, would at once have here the boy's eyes moistened) "it was a become the commander-in-chief of the canteen! He put it to my lips, I drank. army and navy of the United States. He jumped on his horse again, and said, And yet, with that necessary consciousness, 'Charge, boys, they're fleeing!' Then he was willing to place himself in the posisome soldiers on foot came toward me, tion of a common soldier, share with them and I thought they're not all like that in their messes, bear about his own tin officer, and I gave up again. But, Sir, they dipper, and reside in their barracks. This said, 'Comrade, get up.' They lifted me up was the position of the Hon. Hannibal and said, 'Put your arms around our necks, Hamlin, Vice-President of the United and we'll lead you away from these bullets. States (and formerly Governor of Maine And these were the 'damned Yankees!' and United States Senator), and private I tell you, Sir, no man ever hugged his in Company A, of the State Guard of sweetheart harder or more friendly than Bangor. Such may be said to be one of I hugged those Yankees' necks." the beauties of republicanism; but it re

Col. Polk, and Sanders, the Refugee.

Colonel William H. Polk, of Tennessee, the well known scholar, politician and wit, of Tennessee, had a plantation some forty miles from Nashville, lived comfortably, had a joke for every one. and was, withal, a resolute man in his opinions.

After a few more remarks the youth quires a sound-cored man thus to display showed a determination to "talk politics," the most beautiful features of the simand asked Mr. Clayton, "What are you plicity of our institutions. fighting us for?" Mr. Clayton calmly, and in good humor, gave him his ideas of the issue, and in ending asked him what they were fighting for. "To hold property, Sir," replied the youth,-" our slave property." "How many slaves did you have?" "None." "And you?" (to the next). "None." He then went around to all the thirty-four rebels, and but one was A few days before the arrival of the U. S. found who had owned a slave. "Now," army at Nashville, in 1862, and, indeed, said Mr. Clayton, "where are the men before he heard of the fall of Fort Donwho have these slaves which they are so elson, in going down the road from his afraid of losing?" Here a man named farm, he descried a fat, ragged, bushy-headMcLellan, who soon afterwards died, raised ed, tangled-mustached, dilapidated-looking himself up on his cot, and stretching out creature, (something like an Italian organhis thin hand said, in a sepulchral voice, grinder in distress,) so disguised in mud "They are at home enjoying themselves, as to be scarcely recognizable. What was and have sent us to die for them and his surprise, on a nearer approach, to see

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