prejudice of your constituents. If she answer; "If I ask God to hear me tell places the case beyond the need of further lie, God will punish me for lying." "Very evidence, or is herself desirous to hear well, Anthony; very truly answered," said what Anthony will say, your difficulty will the judge. be obviated."

Accordingly Mrs. Hudgins appeared in court, and after being sworn, proceeded to relate her story. From her statements and the documents which she produced, it appeared that the farm, which formerly belonged to her father, had been devised by him to her two minor children, and that she was the executrix of the will, and guardian of the little girls. Her husband, then with the rebels, had no interest in the farm. She went on to state what "Anthony said," and what "Anthony told me," and was interrupted by the judge, who inquired, "But who is Anthony, Mrs. Hudgins?" "Anthony," answered she, with much surprise," why, judge, Anthony is the colored man that claims the harvest." "Yes," said the judge, "but isn't he a slave, and would you think of believing what he said, or of wishing me to hear his story?" "Of course, Sir," replied Mrs. H., “why should not I believe him? He was brought up in the family. I would believe him as quickly as I would one of my children." "And have you no objections to my examining Anthony, and attaching such credit as I please to what he may say?" "No objection in the world, judge; I want you to hear him.”

Here the judge exchanged glances with Colonel Segar, and said, "Well, Colonel, I don't see but that I must gratify Mrs. Hudgins;" and the Colonel, in a tone that was almost amusing, responded, "I suppose you must."

Anthony was accordingly called into court, and told all that Mrs. Hudgins had said, to which he assented as strictly true. He was then asked if he had ever testified under oath. "No, Sir," said he, very respectfully, "I never has." He was further asked if he knew what an oath was, and what would be the consequences of false swearing. "I s'pose so master," was his

"And now, Anthony," continued Judge Bolles, rising as he spoke, "I am about to administer to you the oath to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. Hold up your right hand.”

It was worthy of a long journey to behold Anthony in that supreme moment of his life. As he lifted his hand and arm aloft, he seemed to gain several inches in height; his broad chest expanded and his dark eye lighted up as with the inspiration of a new manhood. He was a noble specimen, physically and intellectually, of his race, and most favorably impressed all who saw him.

Anthony produced the permission of Captain Wilder and of General Wool, and then told his story clearly and intelligibly and with a modesty as pleasing as his intelligence was remarkable. When he had finished his statement, the judge asked the lady if she wished to cross-examine Anthony; but she said, "No, I believe he has told the truth." And there, so far as the evidence was concerned, the case was ended. The judge gave the parties a short time to settle the matter among themselves, and at the end of that period, as they had not come to a settlement, appointed a commissioner to divide the products of the farm, awarding one half of the harvest to the executrix and guardian, as the representative of the land, and the other half to Anthony and his associates, as the representatives of the labor. This decision was satisfactory to both the parties in interest, and even Colonel Segar was content with the result, though not entirely pleased with the process by which it was attained.

Two Kings at the South.

Senator Hammond, of South Carolina, will long be remembered for his famous "mudsill" speech in the United States Senate, in the palmy days of Union, when

the lion and the lamb there commingled. | salute, and said, "Are you English?" In that speech, the vivacious Senator de- "No," answered the boy, very quickly, clared that by means of her cotton crop and drawing himself up, "I'm American." the South could "bring the whole world "Oh! American, are you? Well, tell me, to her feet." With a defiant air he went which are you for, North or South?" on to say: "What would happen if no "Well, father's for the North, I believe; cotton was furnished for three years? I but I am certainly for the South. For will not stop to depict what every one can which of them are you, Sir?" The Emimagine, but this is certain-England would peror stroked his moustache, smiled, hesitopple headlong and carry the whole civil- tated a little, and then said, "I'm for both!" ized world with her, save the South. No," For both, are you? Well, that's not so you dare not make war upon cotton. No easy, and it will please nobody!" His power on earth dares to make war upon Majesty let the conversation drop and it. Cotton is King!" Senator Hammond, walked on. as well as many others, unquestionably believed this, and acted accordingly. But there were and are a much greater number believing, with Senator Clark, of New Hampshire, who, in his review of the astute South Carolinian's argument, remarked: "Cotton is King! Sir, there is another King besides Cotton-Humbug is King!"

Which Side ?

Walking one day on the beach at Birattz, Louis Napoleon happened to meet an intel

Which Side?

ligent looking boy, about eight or nine years old, who took off his hat as he passed. The Emperor courteously returned the

Diseases of the Brain and Heart.

In one of the upper townships of Ohio were two farmers, their places being separated by a small creek. They were wellto-do people, but diametrically opposed in politics, and each noted for the zeal with which he defended his sentiments, Mr. M. being a straight uncompromising Union man, and Mr. S. an anti-war Democrat. Meeting a few days before the State election, Mr. S. accosted his neighbor, saying:

"How is it, friend M.,-I hear there is a very prevalent disease on your side of the creek!"

"Ah!" said Mr. M., "what is the disease?"

Rebels.

"I am a Northern man myself; my name Hatred of Southern Unionists to Southern is Samuel Todd; I am Mrs. Lincoln's brother," said the Captain. "And what are you doing here?" asked the passenger. "Yes, Sir," he repeated, in a musing manner, "I am Mrs. Lincoln's brother. I was

Mrs. Lincolu.

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In one of the tents of a Union Maryland regiment a man was found who had been wounded in an engagement with a rebel Maryland regiment, in which were two of his cousins, "the same as brothers to him-they had all gone to school together and lived on the next farm to each other all their lives, till the war broke out." The Unionist was asked if it would not have been very disagreeable to him if he had learnt that either of them had been shot by a bullet from him. No," he answered savagely, "I was on the lookout for them all the time, so that I might aim at them. I was hoping and praying all the time that my shot might by chance reach them. I would ask for nothing better than to shoot them, or to stick them with my bayonet-curse the traitors!" When thrown together on picket or in hospital, the Yankee boys from Massachusetts or Ohio, and the Johnnies from Alabama and Mississippi were the best of friends; but the loyal Virginian scowled darkly on the rebel Virginian, and the rebel Tennesseean

had only a curse for the loyal Tennesseean

-and so of the other border States.

"To the Manor Born."

born and brought up in the North; but I am into this thing on the Southern side, and I mean to see it through." To this the Captain received answer: "Now, you know very well that the cause of the Union, for which the United States are fighting, will be successful in the end, and what in the world are you doing down here, fighting against the lawful governAt one of the receptions at Secretary ment of the Union-fighting against your Seward's, the dusky representative of own historic flag, which you know has Haytien government was present as one been respected and honored by the civil- of the diplomatic corps. This distinized world?" This allusion to the Stars guished colored gentleman figured conand Stripes seemed to touch him; but he spicuously among the richly attired ladies answered, "I came down here several and official dignitaries in attendance; but years ago, made some money, bought some at the refreshment table an awkward inciproperty, and my home and interest are dent occurred in connection with him. here. We consider that the Northern One of the representatives from Missouri, people are encroaching on our rights, and upon reaching the table with a lady upon of course we feel bound to protect them, his arm, observed a well dressed negro or die in the attempt." And yet, there helping the ladies to oysters, and supposwas no truer-hearted loyal woman, during ing him to be one of the waiters, the Misthe war, than Mrs. Lincoln, whose mis- sourian, holding out his plate, directed the guided brother was thus willing to "die in supposed servant to "put some oysters on the attempt" to destroy the best and most that plate." The colored gentleman hesbenign government in the world. itated. The Missourian then became more

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Constructive Parole Rights.

A detective officer belonging to the New York police force, named Hart, who accompanied Mrs. Anderson on her visit to her husband at Fort Sumter, obtained permission to remain there on condition that he should not fight. He faithfully observed his parole, but when the barracks took fire, he exclaimed, “I didn't promise not to fight fire!" and devoted himself with almost superhuman energy, to extinguish the flames. With balls hissing and shells

imperative, when the colored individual, whom he addressed as "waiter "looking daggers at him-finally obeyed the order. The incident was generally observed, and the Missourian was soon after informed that the colored personage whom he had commanded as a servant and addressed as "waiter,” was "His Excellency" the Haytien Minister. "I am very sorry for the mistake," replied the gentleman from Missouri; "But as I own an hundred as good looking negroes as he, I can not afford to apologize for so natural a misconception bursting around him, he worked on unof his position." Such an occurrence daunted, and could with the utmost diffiseems in keeping with the domination at culty be forced away from the burning Washington which preceded the Rebellion, buildings, even when it was death to but not subsequently. It may, however, remain. When the flag was shot down, have taken place, and at all events illus- the Charlestonians concentrated their fire trate the manner of those who are "to the upon the flag staff, to prevent its being manor born." replaced; but unmindful of the shot, which whizzed by him every second, Hart nailed the flag to the wall, amid cheers from the United States troops.

That Flag Presentation in New Orleans.

General Butler had a dandy regiment

Welcome to the Troops at Port Royal. Our troops at Port Royal were accompanied in their first reconnoissance into the island by Dr. J. J. Craven, who reported the negroes on the plantations in New Orleans-one a little nicer in further inland as almost wild with delight at the advent of our soldiers and the hasty flight of their masters, which they described with great gusto. Said one of them to the Doctor:

"O, Lord! massa, we're so glad to see you. We'se prayed and prayed the good Lord that he would send yer Yankees, and we know'd you'se was coming."

"How could you know that?" asked Dr. Craven: "You can't read the paper; how did you get the news?"

"No, massa, we'se can't read, but we'se can listen. Massa and missus used to read, and sometimes they'se would read loud, and then we would listen so" (making an expressive gesture indicative of close attention at a key hole); "when I'se get a chance I'se would list'n, and Jim, him would list'n, and we put the bits together, and we knowed the Yankees were coming. Bress the Lord, massa."

uniform and personal habits than any other; and so ably commanded, that it had not lost a man by disease since leaving New England. One day the Colonel of this fine regiment came to head-quarters, wearing the expression of a man who had something exceedingly pleasant to communicate. It was just before the fourth of July, and this is Mr. Parton's apt narration of what followed:

"General," said he "two young ladies have been to me-beautiful girls-who say they have made a set of colors for the regiment, which they wish to present on the fourth of July."

"But is their father willing?" asked the General, well knowing what it must cost two young ladies of New Orleans, at that early time, to range themselves so conspicuously on the side of the Union.

"Oh, yes," replied the Colonel; "their father gave them the money, and will

attend at the ceremony. But have you ing General, his countenance not clad in any objections?" smiles. He looked like a man who had seen a ghost, or one who had suddenly heard of some entirely crushing calamity. "General," he gasped, "we have been sold. THEY WERE NEGROES!"

"Not the least, if their father is willing." "Will you ride out and review the regiment on the occasion?"

"With pleasure."

So, in the cool twilight of the evening of the fourth, the General, in his best uniform, with chapeau and feathers, worn then for the first time in New Orleans, reviewed the regiment amid a concourse of spectators. One of the young ladies made a pretty presentation speech, to which the gallant Colonel handsomely replied. The General made a brief address. It was a gay and joyful scene; everything passed off with the highest eclat, and was chronicled with all the due editorial flourish in the Delta.

Subsequently, the young ladies addressed a note to the regiment, of which the following is a copy:

"What! Those lovely blondes, with blue eyes and light hair? Impossible!" "General, it's as true as there's a heaven above. The whole town is laughing at us." "Well," said the General, "there's no harm done. Say nothing about it. I suppose we must keep it out of the papers, and hush it up as well as we can."

They did not quite succeed in keeping it out of the papers, for one of the "foreign neutrals" of the city sent an account of the affair to the Courier des Etats Unis, in New York, with the inevitable French decorations.

Original Conspiracy to Assassinate Mr.
Lincoln.

That Mr. Lincoln, the President-elect, was to feel the sting of Southern steel— as proclaimed by his political enemieson his way to Washington, to take the oath of office, is now historical. A detective of great experience, who had been employed by Mr. Lincoln's friends, discovered a combination of men banded together under a most solemn oath, to do the deed of assassination. The leader of the conspirators was an Italian refugee, a barber, well known in Baltimore, who assumed the name of Orsini, as indicative of the part he was to assume.

NEW ORLEANS, July 5, 1862. "GENTLEMEN :—We congratulate and thank you all for the manner in which you have received our flag. We did not expect such a reception. We offered the flag to you as a gift from our hearts, as a reward to your noble conduct. Be assured, gentlemen, that that day will be always present in our minds, and that we will never forget that we gave it to the bravest of the brave; but if ever danger threatens your heads, rally under that banner, call again your courage to defend it, as you have promised, and remember that those from whom you received it will help you The assistants employed by the detectby their prayers to win the palms of ive of this plot, who, like himself, were victory and triumph over your enemies. strangers in Baltimore, by assuming to be We tender our thanks to General Butler secessionists from Louisiana and other secefor lending his presence to the occasion, and ding States, gained the confidence of some for his courtesies to us. May he continue of the conspirators, and were thus intrusted his noble work, and ere long may we be- with their plans. It was arranged, in case hold the Union victorious over his foes Mr. Lincoln should pass safely over the and reunited throughout our great and railroad to Baltimore, that the conspiraglorious country. Very respectfully." tors should mingle with the crowd which might surround his carriage, and by pretending to be his friends, be enabled to

A few days later, an officer of the regiment came into the office of the command