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EEV. JOHN H. AUGHEY, A.M.,

AtTTHOK OP "THE IRON FURiSrACE," "THE ORAMMATICAL GUIDE,'

"SPIRITUAL GEMS OP THE AGES," ETC., AKD CHAPLAIN

UNITED STATES ARMY.

LINCOLN, NEB.: STATE JOUBNAL COMPANY, PRIMERS. 1888.
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Entered according to act of Congress in ttie office of the Librarian of Congress, a.d. 18SS, By EEV. JOHN H. AUGHEY, A.M.

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MES. MAEY J. AUGHEY,

Chaeiton, Lucas Co., Iowa,

DE. J. W. AND MES. KATE A. FEEGUSOlSr,

CoNGEESs, Wayne Co., Ohio,

AND IN MEMORY OF

DE. JOHN K. AUGHEY,

who died at Seaton, Meecee Co., Illinois, May 19th, 1886,

MISS GEETEUDE E. AUGHEY, Chaeiton, Lucas Co., Iowa.

MY BELOVED WIFE AND CHILDEEN,

This volume is affectionately inscribed, by

THE AUTHOR.'

CONTENTS.

CHAPTER I.

SECESSION.

Secession Speech by Col. Drane— Secessionists' Rejoicing at the Election of Lincoln — Address by Capt. Love Opposing Secession — His Line of Thought and Excellent Argu- ments— A Secessionist Speaks — Deals in Vituperation, Sophistry, and Cursing— Sermon — Words of Warning — Arguments Against Secession — Its Eesults Predicted — Charity Enjoined pp 21 to 45

CHAPTER II.

Vigilance Committee and Court Martial — The Unique Sum- mons— Skull and Crossbones-.-Co£fin, Grave, Gallows, and Victim — The Trial aud its Result — The Midnight Attack by the Vigilantes — Their Incontinent Flight — Mr. John Mecklin's Visit — His Advice — Removal to Attala County near Kosciusko — Dr. Smith's Attempt at Assassination — The South Arming for the War — Dr. Hughes' Visit — Mur- der of Rev. James Pelan — Return to Tishomingo County — Events by the Way — Battle in Good Springs Glen — Murder of Payson and Murchison by the Vigilantes — Miss Silverthorn's Letter — Summons to Attend Court Martial — Escape to Eienzi — Return to Paden's Mills — The Battle near Booneville — The Arrest by Hill's Cavalry — Examin- ation by Col. Bradfute — Gen. Pfeiffer and Gen. Jordan Enter the Dungeon at Tupelo — Cruel Treatment of Pris- oners— Murder of Poole and Harbaugh — Songs of Incar- cerated Slaves pp. 46 to 116

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CHAPTER III.

Visited by Col. Mark Lowry and Others— Miss Daisy Carson's Visit — Witherspoon's Escape — Pursued by Cavalry with Blood-hounds — Witherspoou and Denver Overtaken — Con- demned to Death— Death of their Captors— Mrs. Wither- spoon's Letter — Old Pilgarlic and his son Oscar — His Trial before Gen. P. G. T. Beauregard— Gen. Braxton Bragg Orders Prof. Yarbrough's Execution — He is Shot — Re- stored to Consciousness by his Friends — His final Escape — Death of the rebel Capt. Pender — Celebration of the Fourth of July in Prison — Escape of Aughey and Malone — Separate in the Encampment-— Set out Alone — Concealed in the Chaparral — The Booming Cannon and Passing Soldiers — Soldiers' Conversation about the Escaped Pris- oners Overheard — Crosses an Affluent of the Tombigbee River — David Hough's Cabin — The Re-arrest — Running the Gauntlet amid Rebel Camps — Again at Gen. Jordan's Head-quarters — Examined and Shackled — Returned to Tupelo — Examined by the Rebel Generals— To be Shot in an Hour — Letter to My Wife — The Reprieve — Remanded to Prison — Reception by the Prisoners — Floor Spiked Down — Guards Increased pp. 116 to 160

CHAPTER IV.

Benjamin Clarke's Story — Pursuit by Cavalry with Blood- hounds— Capture of the Bear — Death of Snediker and Rucker at the Bagnid in Fulton — Death of Downs — Clarke's Wife and Children — Arrive at Paden's Mills — The Search of the House, Mills, and Negro Quarters — The Minorcans — Louis Las Cassas Lornette — Col. FeuUevert — His Interview with his Nephew Louis — The Rescue — Cavalry Battle at Paden's Mills — Interview with Col. Walter, the Judge Advocate — Charges Preferred — Bailie and Childress Shot— Second Visit of Col. H. W. Walter- Cruel Treatment by Col. Clare — French Officer's Visit- Personal Appearance of Gen. Bragg — Champe and Brax- ton— Murder of Chenault, Vedder, Bynum, and other Unionists — Hymns — Foreordi nation — Debate on, by Maple and Melvin — Hermon Bledsoe, The East Tennessee Union- ist— The Greenville Convention — The Loyal Address — Bledsoe's Arrest — Escape From Death by Fire — His Travels, Re-arrest, and Incarceration in Tupelo — Escape of

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Bovard "Willis — Pursnit by Cavalry With Hounds — Nar- row Escape — Troyer Anderson's Remarkable Dream — Letter to My Wife — Obituary — The Prisoners' Petition to Abraham Lincoln and William H. Seward — Murder of Street and Maynard — Address to be made from the Gal- lows— Resolve to escape — Plan adopted — Proves successful — Under the Prison — Among the Guards — In the Forest — Meet a Negro — Perishing From Hunger and Thirst— Find Water — The Ethiopian Charley — The Unionist, Israel Nel- son— Col. Barry — Col. Barry and his Son Volney Torn to Pieces by Blood-hounds — Traveling in a Circle, pp. 160 to 249

CHAPTER V.

Pursued by Bloodhounds — Death Imminent — Ascent of the Oak — Death Imminent — The Hounds Baflled — Jingo Dick — Under the Juniper. The Singing Birds — Homeward I Plod My Weary Way — Perishing From Hunger and Thirst— The Presentiment — Find Water, Bright Spark- ling Water— The Bear Hunt— Climb a Tree— The Con- scripts— Rebel Encampments — In at the Death — Blood- hounds— Meet the Videttes — The Fierce Dog — Find Friends — Mr. and Mrs. Chism — The Storm — Mr. Sanford —The Night in the Barn— The Midnight Ride— Reach Mr. John Downing's — Meet Many Unionists — Death of Newsom — Daughter of Gen. Nathaniel Green — Meet Rebels — Thrilling Adventure and Escape — Halted by Guerrillas — Fired at and Guide Wounded — Reach the Union Lines at Rienzi — Kind Reception — Serenade — Speech — Hosts of Friends — Cols. Bryner and Thrush — Meet Malone — Wife and Child — Gen. Jefferson C. Davis — His Kindness— Gort- ney's Tragic Death pp. 249 to 289

CHAPTER VI.

Melvin Estill's Letter — The Escape from Saltillo — Pursuit by Cavalry with Blood-hounds — Jasjper Cain, Laverty Grier, and John Graham — Overtaken — Tragic Pate of Four Unionists — Their Scalps Taken — Mrs. Cameron and Daughter Alverna — The Cavern — Fed by Slaves — Reach the Union Lines — Enlistment in Federal Service — Loyal Southern Women — Tampering with the Ballot Box — •

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Wholesale Frauds — Views of Grady and Clarke — Extract from President Cleveland's Inaugural — Bill to Promote Election' Frauds — Visit to the Legislature in Columbia — News and Courier Speaks — Peon Slavery — Public School System of South Carolina— When Inaugurated — Synod of Atlantic — Moderator Moses Aaron Hopkins — Bowling Green, Ky.— Interview with Col. Geo. M. Edgar — Believes in the Eight of Secession — Political Deliverances of the Southern General Assembly— The Question of Reunion of Northern and Southern Presbyterian Churches — A Con- summation to be Desired — Objections to Eeunion — Causes of Delay — The Prospect of Reunion — Ecclesiastical Deliv- erance on Evolution — The "Open Letter" — Miscegenar tion — More Political Deliverances — Northern General As- sembly on Decoration Day — Purity of the Ballot Box must be Preserved or the Nation will Perish — Probable Solution of the Difficulty pp. 289 to 330

CHAPTER VII.

Bill Arp (Col. Smith) in Atlanta Constitution — His Arrogant and Presuiliptuous Demand — Gen. Benjamin H. Grierson's Report in Regard to the Southern Unionists — Pollard, the Southern Historian, on Conscription — James Blackburn's Atrocious Letter — Persecutions of North Carolina Union- ists— They Reach Philadelphia and are Hospitably Re- ceived— Col. Chandler's Report in Regard to Southern Prisons — Murder of Major Bradford — Gen. W. T. Sherman to Mayor of Atlanta, Ga. — Capt. Phillips' Statement in Regard to Unionists of North Alabama — Col. Fremantle's Views — Murder of Montgomery, a Texan Unionist — Duflf's Regiment Sent to Quell Counter Revolution of Unionists in Texas — Texas Unionist Confides His Sentiments — Gen. Bankhead Magruder's Abhorrence of the Puritans — Gen- eral Houston— Col. Chubb, who Hired a Colored Crew at Boston, and Coolly Sold them as Slaves at Galveston — Cru- elty to the Captured Crew of the Harriet Lane — Minden, La. — Gen. Jo. Johnston Wounded Ten Times — Gen. Van Dorn Shot by Dr. Peters — Burning of Unionists at Frank- lin, Tenn. — The Confederacy Calling upon the Negro for Help — Preamble to Florida Ordinance of Secession — Ad- dress by Stephen A. Douglas— Alurder of Unionists in Kentucky Valley, Ala. — Terrible and Swift Retribution- Gideon Brevoort — His Faithful Service — His Death — His

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Monument— Prof. Franklin Brevoort — At Tensas, Miss. — Isaac Simpson — Brevoort and Simpson Eeach Cairo, 111. — • White League — Murder of Judge Cliisholm and His Son and Heroic Daughter — Rev. James Pelan — Southern Hos- pitality— Rev. Mr. Bland, of Memphis Presbytery — Four Grave Elders — Comity among Physicians — A Laudable Custom coeval with the Medical Profession.... pp. 330 to 366

CHAPTER VIII.

Is Deception ever Justifiable ? — Gen. L. Q. C. Lamar's State- ment— Southern Heroines — Speech by Jefferson Davis at Holly Springs, Miss. — His Hatred of the North — Southern Slaves and Northern Mudsills — No Homogeneity between Cavaliers and Puritans — Pollard's Estimate of Jeff. Davis — Quotation from Pollard's Lost Cause — He Degrades La- bor, Denies its Dignity, and Eulogizes and Attempts to Justify Human Slavery — Poor Whites of the South — Causes of Their Poverty — Atavism — Heredity — Degrada- tion of Labor through Slavery — Lack of Educational and Religious Culture — Their Unfortunate Environment — ^De- spised by the Slave-holding Oligarchy pp. 366 to 383

CHAPTER IX. ■

Rev. L. B. Gaston's Essay — Educational Facilities of North and South Compared — The Educational System of Prussia Commended — Prediction Concerning Prussia — Free School System of the North — Urges the South to Adopt a Free School System — Result of His Article — Servile Insurrec- tions Dreaded — Judge Scroggs, of Holly Springs, Miss. — One Slave Murders Another — No Law to Punish the Hom- icide— The Murderer Whipped and Returned to His Mas-

^ ter, Governor Matthews, of Salem — Tippah County, Miss.

, — Negro Testimony Not Valid — The Southern Barbecue — Sermon on the General Judgment — The Concourse, the Judge, the Witnesses, the Testimony, the Sentence — Dies Irae — American Slavery as it now Stands Revealed to the World (from a Scottish Magazine) — The Death of Slavery (by William CuUen Bryant) — Sermon Preceding Memorial Day (by Rev. J. H. Aughey, Pastor of the Presbyterian Church, Farmington, Fulton County, Illinois) — Purity of

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the Ballot (Eev. T. C. Evans) — Memorial Day Poem — Poems: How Sleep the Brave ?— Decoration Day— The Blue and the Gray — Answer to the Blue and the Gray — The Nation's Dead — Sleep, Comrades, Sleep— The Veter- an's Request (by Bayard Taylor)— The Soldier's Reprieve.

pp. 383 to 461

CHAPTER X.

The United States in 1984 — The English or American Lan- guage (from Grammatical Guide, by Eev. J. H. Aughey, Pastor of the West Union Presbyterian Church, Dallas, Marshall County, West Virginia, 1876-1881)— The Com- mercial Language of the World — Soon to be the Universal Language — Duty of Christian Ministers and People (by Miss Sarah Hosier, of Boston, Mass.) — The Burning of Co- lumbia, S. C, in 1865 — Lemuel Lorimer — Memorial Day Address (by Rev. W. F. Bartholomew, of Chariton, Iowa) — Memorial Sermon (by Rev. W. F. Slocum, of Wooster, Ohio)— Soldier's Letter— Purity of the Ballot— Eev. W. J. Day's Opinion — The Traitor's Doom — Rev. Dr. Allen's Facts for the Church — The Southern Unionist — The Ku- Klux : the Story of Capt. Boone^The Mustering — The Indiana Election Cases — Sermon by a Clerical Ignoramus —Dark Hours, by Horace Greeley — Battle of Corinth — — Battle of Tupelo — Extract from Greeley's "American Conflict " — From a Soldier's Letter — The Glorious Fourth — Fraternal Relations — The Eum TraiBc Doomed — John Wesley on Temperance — Unrestricted Immigration — Ex- tract from Rev. E. D. McMaster, D.D. — The Christian Religion — The Octoroon — Massacre of Texan Unionists — The Purity of the Ballot — Prisoner's Hope — John Brown — Marching Through Georgia — Distinctive Principles — ' Creed of all Orthodox Churches — The Law of Revivals — What the Churches Believe in regard to Temperance — Sermon by Rev. J. H. Aughey — Rev. J. C. Hogan on the Liquor Seller — Murder of Frank Journell — Faith Illus- trated— The Colored Philosopher — The Southern Presby- terian's Possible Dilemma — My Country — The Ship of State, by Longfellow-^Is Another Civil War Imminent? — Reviews — Spiritual Gems of the Ages (by Rev. John H. Aughey, Pastor of the Churches of Congress, Chester, and Wayne, Wayne County, Ohio) pp. 462 to 606

PEEFAOE.

A celebrated author thus writes: "Posterity is under no obligations to a man who is not a parent, who has never planted a tree, built a house, nor written a book." Having fulfilled all these requisites to insure the remembrance of posterity, it remains to be seen whether the author's name shall escape oblivion.

It may be that a few years will obliterate the name affixed to this Preface from the memory of man. This thought is the cause of no concern. I shall have accomplished my purpose if I can in some degree be humbly instrumental in serving my country and my generation, by promoting the well-being of my fellowmen, and advancing the declarative glory of Almighty God.

This work was written while suffering intensely from maladies induced by the rigors of the Iron Furnace of Secession, whose seven-fold heat is re- served for the loyal citizens of the South. Let this fact be a palliation for whatever imperfections the reader may meet in its perusal.

There are many loyal men in the southern states, who to avoid martyrdom, conceal their opinions. They are to be pitied — not severely censured. All [.11]

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those southern ministers and professors of religion who were eminent for piety, opposed secession till the states passed the secession ordinance. They then advocated reconstruction as long as it comported with their safety. They then, in the face of danger and death, became quiescent — not acquiescent, by any means — and they now " bide their time," in prayerful trust that God will, in His own good time, subvert rebellion, and overthrow anarchy, by a restoration of the supremacy of constitutional law. By these, and their name is legion, my book will be warmly ap- proved. My fellow-prisoners in the dungeon at Tupelo, who may have survived its horrors, aud my fellow-sufferers in the Union cause throughout the South, will read in my narrative a transcript of their own sufferings. The loyal citizens of the whole country will be interested in learning the views of one who has been conversant with the rise and pro- gress of secession, from its incipiency to its culmina- tion in rebellion and treason. It will also doubtless be of general interest to learn something of the work- ings of the "peculiar institution," and the various phases which it assumes in different sections of the slave states.

Compelled to leave Dixie in haste, I had no time to collect materials for my work. I was therefore under the necessity of writing without those aids which would have secured greater accuracy. I have done the best that I could under the circumstances ; and any errors that may have crept into my state-

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merits of facts, or reports of addresses, will be cheer- fully rectified as soon as ascertained.

That i might not compromise the safety of my Union friends who rendered me assistance, and who are still within the rebel lines, I was compelled to omit their names, and for the same reason to describe rather indefinitely some localities, especially the por- tions of Ittawamba, Chickasaw, Pontotoc, Tippah, and Tishomingo counties, through which I traveled while escaping to the federal lines. This I hope to be able to correct in future editions.

Narratives require a liberal use of the first personal pronoun, which I would have gladly avoided, had it been possible without tedious circumlocution, as its frequent repetition has the appearance of egotism.

I return sincere thanks to my fellow-prisoners who imperiled their own lives to save mine, and also to those Mississippi Unionists who so generously aided a panting fugitive on his way from chains and death to life and liberty.

May the Triune God bless our country, and pre- serve its integrity !

JOHN HILL AUGHEY.

Female Seminary, Steubenville, Ohio,

Above is the preface to The Iron Furnace. Since writing The Iron Furnace I have learned many things not known by me at the time that volume was written. I was not in a fit condition physically

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or mentally at that time to write anything as it should be written. It was uncertain whether I should sur- vive the maladies induced by the rigors of my im- prisonment. Dr. France, of Harlem Springs, O., whose patient I was, could not give me assurance of ultimate recovery. This volume is a fuller and more complete narrative of my own personal sufferings as a southern Unionist, both prior to and during my imprisonment and marvelous escapes from arrest, till I reached the Federal lines, as well as an account of the terrible cruelties to which my compatriots in the dungeon at Tupelo were subjected as a punishment of their patriotism. Although imperfect. The Iron Furnace, of which " Tupelo " is an enlarged and com- pleted sequel, has received many encomiums from distinguished men whose approval is the source of laudable pride. Some of them will be hereinafter recorded by the author.

Mountain Top, Luza-ne Co., Pa., May 8, 1888.

[By Rev. W. P. Breed, D.D., Philadelphia, Pa.J We commend The Iron Furnace to all. The author's personal narrative is one of the most thrill- ing and touching ever written. The arrest, the im- prisonment, the escape, the re-arrest, the ironing under the uplifted sword, the re-incarceration, the filthy dungeon, the loathsome food, the second escape, the pursuit by cavalry and blood-hounds, the famishing from thirst and hunger, and the final exodus from

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the iron furnace and reception under the good old flag form such a story that we envy not the heart of him who can read it without deep emotion. Mr. Aughey resided eleven years in the South, and his views in regard to the rise and progress of the secession move- ment till it culminated in treason and rebellion can4' not fail to interest all.

[By Horace Greeley, . Editor of the New York Tribune.] Mr. Aughey was arrested as a traitor to the treason whereto he had never actively nor passively adhered and which he therefore could not betray. He was heavily manacled and thrust into a crowded, filthy prison, whence his companions were taken out day by day to be shot and their bodies thrown naked into a ditch, as a punishment of their patriotism. Mr. Aughey as a more influential Unionist was reserved for conspicuous hanging, but escaped before the ful- fillment of that amiable intention. Traveling in the opposite direction from that in which he would natur-> ally be sought, wearing on his ankles the heavy iron fetters which he had not been enabled to remove, ha was obliged to evade the blood-hounds which arc usually kept for the hunting of slaves, but are now employed for the tracking of white Unionists, taking care to leave none of his garments in prison, as from them the scent might be taken, traveling by night, and then very painfully because of the galling circlet of his ankles, living mainly on green corn eaten raw,

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since to raise a smoke would have been to advertise his presence to bitter and unrelenting foes, he finally evaded the rebel pickets and found refuge under the protecting folds of the flag of freedom.

[By Rev. W. J. McCoed, Wassaic, New York.] Much good will come from the circulation of Mr. Aughey's book, and I could wish that it might be read by everyone in our whole land.

[By Hon. J. T. Headley.J I have read Mr. Aughey's book, The Iron Furnace, with intense interest, and find in it only another proof of how little the loud mouthed patriots of the North know what true fidelity to the Government means. It seems to me that somehow in the providence of God this war in its progress or termination inust give the suffering Unionists of the South that lofty posi- tion relatively which they so richly deserve.

[By Hon. B. F. Wade, Washington, D. C] I have read Mr. Aughey's book, entitled, " The •Iron Furnace." It shows what it costs to be a Unionist "in the South, and strongly illustrates the condition of southern society. I hope it will receive, as it deserves, a wide circulation.

[By Col. Beynee, of the 47th Illinois Infantry, Peoria, 111.] Mr. Aughey's book, " The Iron Furnace," i>roves the truth of the adage, that truth is stranger than fie-

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tion. His escape was one of the most remarkable on record. Heavily ironed, closely guarded in the midst of the great rebel army of more than one hundred thousand men, the day set apart for his execution but three days' distant, it required the almost miraculous interposition of Divine Providence to give success to his plans for escape, to guide him through a hostile country swarming with foes eager in their search,, stimulated by the incentive of a large reward and aided by the keen-scented blood-hound, till he had passed over a space of more than two hundred miles by the route he was compelled to travel, which inter- vened between his prison in Tupelo and the Union outpost of Eienzi. We have seen the manacles he wore ; we have looked upon the scars caused by the galling circlet of his ankles, the heavy iron fetters. We have read his thrilling record on the site of its occurrence — in the very building in which for years the author presided over the destinies of the Eienzi Female College. If you wish to read a true novel, a thrilling romance, a volume which will arouse and keep in trembling suspense all the faculties of your soul, send at once for " The Iron Furnace."

[By Eev. Alfred Nevin, D.D. Philadelphia, Pa.] "The Iron Furnace " not a misnomer. Many have inquired in regard to " The Iron Furnace," whence the name? Would not the Fiery Furnace have been more appropriate ? In reply we would refer all inquir- ers to Deut. iv. 20; Jer. xi. 3-4; 1st Kings viii. 51; 2

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from which it will be observed that " The Iron Fur- nace" is a most appropriate and significant title for the interesting work which bears it. More than three thousand copies of " The Iron Furnace" were ordered in advance of its publication, and many additional thousands have since been sold. It will always be important as a history of the times by one whose op- portunity for observation was excellent. He gives an inside view. It is embellished with a beautiful -Steel portrait of the author and engravings.

[Rev. T. L. Cuylee, D. D., Brooklyn, L, I.] A much needed work.

[By Eev. W. M. Engles, D.D., Philadelphia. Pa.J It tells a true and startling story of southern slav- ery and secession by a ministerial brother who is highly esteemed by those who know him, and whose veracity may be relied on with entire confidence. It is a thrilling narrative of what the writer saw and suifered, and contains a spirited and speaking likeness of the author.

Hev. JohnH. Aughey, Corrlmander of Post No. H5,

Departnwnt of Illinois, G. A. JR., Farmington,

Fulton County, III.:

Dear Comrade — Your comrades of the above

named Post most earnestly request you to publish a

new edition of your war history, which we have read

with intense interest.

Enos Kelsey, S. V. Com. E. A. Custer, Adjutant.

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[By Gen. U. S. Grant.] Mr. Aughey — I have read your book with interest. T feel much compassion for you and the great num- ber of southern loyalists who have suffered such ter- rible things at the hands of their disloyal fellow cit- izens. I thank you for the present of your book.

[By Gen. John. A. Logan.] Mr. Aughey — I thank you for your book, "The fron Furnace." I have only had time to glance through it. I know that I shall be greatly int^ested in reading it. The loyalists of the South deserve much credit for their adherence to the Union amid surrounding foes, an environment fraught with con- tinuous peril. Truly your friend,

J. A. Logan.

I have many other testimonials, but the above will suffice. Verbum sat sapienti.

JOHN H. AUGHEY, Chariton, Iowa.

CHAPTER I.

SECESSION.

At the breaking out of the present rebellion, I was engaged in the work of an Evangelist in the counties of Choctaw and Attala in Central Mississippi. My congregations were large, and my duties onerous. Being constantly employed in ministerial labors, I had no time to intermeddle with politics, leaving all such questions to statesmen, giving the complex issues of the day only sufficient attention to enable me to vote intelligently. Thus was I engaged when the great political campaign of 1860 commenced — a campaign conducted with greater virulence and as- perity than any I have ever witnessed. During my casual detention at a store. Colonel Drane arrived according to appointment, to address the people of Choctaw. He was a member of one of my congre- gations, and as he had long been a leading statesman in Mississippi, having for many years presided over the state senate, I expected to hear a speech of marked ability, unfolding the true issues before the people, with all the dignity, suavity, and earnestness of a gentleman and patriot; but I found his whole speech to be a tirade of abuse of the North, commingled with the bold avowal of treasonable sentiments. The •Colonel thus addressed the people : [21]

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" My Fellow-Citizens — I appear before you to urge anew resistance against the encroachments and aggressions of the Yankees. If the Black Republi- cans carry their ticket, and Old Abe is elected, our right to carry our slaves into the territories will be denied us; and who dare say that he would be a base, craven submissionist, when our God-given and con- stitutional right to carry slavery into the common do- main is wickedly taken from the South. The Yankees cheated us out of Kansas by their infernal Emigrant Aid Societies. They cheated us out of California, M'hich our blood and treasure purchased, for the South sent ten men to one that was sent by the North to the Mexican war, and thus we have no foothold on the Pacific coast; and even now we pay five dollars for the support of the general Government where the North pays one. We help to pay bounties to the Yankee fishermen in New England; indeed we are always paying, paying, paying, and yet the North is always crying, give, give, give. The South has made the North, rich, and what thanks do we re- ceive ? Our rights are trampled on, our slaves are spirited by thousands over their underground rail- road to Canada, our citizens are insulted while trav- eling in the North, and their servants are tampered with, and by false representations, and often by mob violence, forced from them. Douglas, knowing the power of Emigrant Aid Societies, proposes squatter sovereignty, with the positive certainty that the scum of Europe and the mudsills of Yankeedom can be-

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shipped in, in numbers sufi&cient to control the destiny of the embryo state. Since the admission of Texas in 1845, there has not been a single foot of slave ter- ritory secured to the South, while the North has added to their list the extensive t-tates of California, Minne- sota, and Oregon, and Kansas is as good as theirs; ■while, if Lincoln is elected, the Wilmot proviso will be extended over all the common territories, debarring the South forever from her right to share the public domain.

" The hypocrites of the North tell us that slavehold- ing is sinful. Well, suppose it is. Upon us and our children let the guilt of this sin rest; we are willing to bear it, and it is none of their business. We are a more moral people than they are. Who originated Mormonism, Millerism, Spirit-rappings, Abolitionism, Free-lovism, and all other abominable isms which curse the world.. The reply is, the North. Their puritanical fanaticism and hypocrisy is patent to all. Talk to us of the sin of slavery, when the only difference between us is that bur slaves arc black and theirs white. They treat their white slaves, the Irish and Dutch, in a cruel manner, giving them during health just enough to purchase coarse clothing, and when they become sick they arc turned off to starve, as they do by hundreds every year. A female servant in the North must have a testimonial of good character before she will be employed; those with whom she is laboring will not give her this so long as they desire her services; she therefore cannot leave

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them, whatever may be her treatment, so that she is as much compelled to remain with her -employer as the slave with his master.

" Their servants hate them; our's love us. My nig- gers would fight for me and my family. They have been treated well, and they know it. And I don't treat my slaves any better than my neighbors. If ever there comes a war between the North and the South, let us do as Abraham did — arm our trained servants and go forth with them to battle. They hate the Yankees as intensely as we do, and nothing could please our slaves better than to fight them. Ah, the perfidious Yankees. I cordially hate a Yankee. We have all suifered much at their hands; they will not keep faith with us. Have they complied with the provisions of the Fugitive Slave Law ? The thousands and ten of thousands of slaves aided in their escape to Canada, is a sufficient answer. We have lost millions and are losing millions every year, by the operation of the underground railroad. How deep the perfidy of a people, thus to violate every article of compromise we have made with them! The Yankees are an inferior race, descended from the old Puritan stock, who enacted the Blue Laws. They are desirous of compelling us to sub- mit to laws more iniquitous than ever were the Blue Laws. I have traveled in the North, and have seen the depth of their depravity. Now, my fellow-citi- jzens, what shall we do to resist Northern aggression? Why simply this : If Lincoln or Douglas is elected

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(as to the Bell -Everett ticket, it stands no sort of chance), let us secede. This remedy will be effectual. I am in favor of no more compromises. Let us have Breckenridge, or immediate, complete, and eternal separation."

The speaker then retired amid the cheers of his audience.

Soon after this there came a day of rejoicing to many in Mississippi. The booming of cannon, the joyous greeting, the soul-stirring music, indicated that no ordinary intelligence had been received. The lightnings had brought the tidings that Abraham Lincoln was President-elect of the United States, and i:he South was wild with excitement. Those who had been long desirous of a pretext for secession now boldly advocated their sentiments, and joyfully hailed the election of Mr. Lincoln as affording that pretext. The conservative men were filled with gloom. They regarded the election of Mr. Lincoln by the majority of the people of the United States in a constitutional way as affording no cause for secession. Secession they regarded as fraught with all the evils of Pan- dora's box, and that war, famine, pestilence, and moral and physical desolation would follow in its train. A call was made by Governor Pettus for a convention to assemble early in January, at Jackson, to determine what course Mississippi should pursue, whether her policy should be submission or secession.

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two whom I heard will serve as a speeimen of the arguments used pro and con. Captain Love, of Choctaw, thus addressed the people :

" My Fellow Citizens — I appear before you to advocate the Union — the union of the states under whose favoring auspices we have long prospered. No nation so great, so prosperous, so happy, or so much respected by earth's thousand kingdoms as the Great Republic, by which name the United States is known from the rivers to the ends of the earth. Our flag, the star-spangled banner, is respected on every sea, and affords protection to the citizens of every state, whether amid the pyramids of Egypt, the jungles of Asia, or the mighty cities of Europe. Our Repub- lican Constitution, framed by the wisdom of our Revolutionary fathers, is as free from imperfection as any document drawn up by uninspired men. God presided over the councils of that convention which framed our glorious Constitution. They asked wisdom from on high, and their prayers were answered. Free speech, a free press, and freedom to worship God as our conscience dictates, under our own vine and fig tree, none daring to molest or make us afraid, are some of the blessings which our Con- stitution guarantees; and these prerogatives which we enjoy are features which bless and distinguish us from the other nations of the earth. Freedom of speech is unknown amongst them; among them a censorship of the press and a national church are established.

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"Our country by its physical features seems fitted for but one nation. What ceaseless troubles would be caused by having the source of our rivers in one- country and the mouth in another. There are no natural boundaries to divide us into separate nations. We are all descended from the same common parentage, we all speak the same language, and we have really no conflicting interests, the statements of our opponents to the contrary notwithstanding. Our opponents advocate separate state secession. Would not Mississippi cut a sorry figure among the nations of the earth? With no harbor, she would be de- pendent on a foreign nation for an outlet. Custom- house duties would be ruinous, and the republic of Mississippi would find herself compelled to return to the Union. Mississippi, you remember, repudiated a large foreign debt some years ago ; if she became an independent nation, her creditors would influence their government to demand payment, which could not be refused by the weak, defenceless, navyless, armyless, moneyless, repudiating republic of Missis- sippi. To pay this debt, with the accumulated inter- est, would ruin the new republic, and bankruptcy would stare us in the face.

" It is true, Abraham Lincoln is elected President of the United States. My plan is to wait till Mr- Lincoln does something unconstitutional. Then let the South unanimously seek redress in a constitu- tional manner. The conservatives of the North will join us. If no redress is made, let us present our

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ultimatum. If this, too, is rejected, I for one will not advocate submission; and by the co-operation of all the slave states, we will, in the event of the perpetra- tion of wrong, and a refusal to redress our grievances, be much abler to secure our rights, or to defend them at the cannon's mouth and the point of the bayonet. The Supreme Court favors the South. In the Dred Scott case the Supreme Court decided that the negro was not a citizen, and that the slave was a chattel as we regard him. The majority of Congress on joint ballot is still with the South. Although we have something to fear from the views of the President- elect and the Chicago platform, let us wait till some overt act, trespassing upon our rights, is committed and all redress denied ; then, and not till then, will I advocate extreme measures.

"Let our opponents remember that secession. and civil war are synonymous. Who ever heard of a government breaking to pieces without an arduous struggle for its preservation? I admit the right of revolution when a people's rights cannot otherwise be maintained, but deny the right of secession. We are told that it is a reserved right. The constitution declares that all rights not specified in it are reserved to the people of the respective states ; but who ever heard of the right of total destruction of the govern- ment bemg a reserved right in any constitution? The fallacy is evident at a glance. Nine millions of people can afford to wait for some overt act. Let us not follow the precipitate course which the ultra politi-

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cians indicate. Let W. L. Yancey urge his treason- able policy of firing the Southern heart and precipita- ting a revolution, but let us follow no such wicked advice. Let us follow the things which make for peace.

" We are often told that the North will not return fugitive slaves. Wi 11 secession remedy this grievance ? Will secession give us any more slave territory ? • No free government ever makes a treaty for the rendition of fugitive slaves — thus recognizing the rights of the citizens of a foreign nation to a species of property which it denies to its own citizens. Even little Mexico will not do it. Mexico and Canada re- turn no fugitives. In the event of secession the United States would return no fugitives, and our pe- culiar institution would, along our vast border, be- come very insecure ; we would hold our slaves by a very slight tenure. Instead of extending the great Southern institution it would be contracting daily. Our slaves would be held to service at their own option throughout the whole border, and our gulf states would soon become border states; and the great insecurity of this species of property would work, before twenty years, the extinction of slavery, and, in consequence, the ruin of the South. Are we prepared for such a result? Are we prepared for civil war? Are we prepared for all the evils attend- ant upon a fratricidal contest — for bloodshed, famine, and political and moral desolation? I reply, we are not; therefore let us look before we leap, and avoid- ing the heresy of secession —

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" ' Rather bear the ills we have, Than fly to others that we know not of.'"

A secession speaker was introduced, and thus ad- dressed the people :

" Ladies and Gentlemen — Fellow citizens, I am a secessionist out and out; voted for Jeff Davis for Governor in 1850, when the same issue was before the* people; and I have always felt a grudge against the free state of Tishomingo for giving H. S. Foote, the Union candidate, a majority so great, as to elect him, and thus retain the state in this accursed Union ten years longer. Who would be a craven-hearted, cowardly, villainous submissionist? Lincoln, the abominable, white-livered abolitionist, is President- elect of the United States ; shall he be permitted to take his seat on Southern soil? No, never! I will volunteer as one of thirty thousand to butcher the villain if ever he sets foot on slave territory. Seces- sion or submission ! What patriot would hesitate for a moment which to choose? No true son of Mississippi would brook the idea of submission to the rule of the baboon, Abe Lincoln — a fifth-rate law- yer, a broken-down hack of a politician, a fanatic, an abolitionist. I, for one, would prefer an hour of vir- tuous liberty to a whole eternity of bondage under Northern, Yankee, wooden-nutmeg rule. The halter is the only argument that should be used against the submissionists, and I predict that it will soon, very soon, be in force.

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"tory-submissionists were hanged there in one day, and the so-called Union candidates, having the wholesome dread of hemp before their eyes, are not canvassing the county ; therefore the heretical dogma of submis- sion, under any circumstances, disgraces not their county. Compromise ! let us have no such word in our vocabulary. Compromise with the Yankees, after the election of Lincoln, is treason against the South ; and still its syren voice is listened to by the demagogue submissionists. We should never have made any jcompromise, for in every case we surrendered rights for the sake of peace. JS^o concession of the scared Yankees will now prevent secession. They now understand that the South is in earnest, and in their alarm they are proposing to yield us much ; but the die is cast, the Rubicon is crossed, and our deter- mination shall ever be, no union with the flat-headed, nigger-stealing, fanatical Yankees.

" We are now threatened with internecine war. The Yankees are an inferior race ; they are cowardly in the extreme. They are descended from the Puritan stock, who never bore rule in any nation. We, the descendants of the Cavaliers, are the Patricians, they the Plebeians. The Cavaliers have always been the rulers, the Puritans ,the ruled. The dastardly Yankees will never fight us; but if they, in their j)resumption and audacity, venture to attack us, let the war come — I repeat it — let it come ! The confla- gration of their burning cities, the desolation of their country, and the slaughter of their inhabitants, will

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strike the nations of the earth dumb with astonish- ment, and serve as a warning to future ages, that the slaveholding Cavaliers of the sunny South are terri- ble in their vengeance. I am in favor of immediate, independent, and eternal separation from the vile Union which has so long oppressed us. After sepa- ration, I am in favor of non-intercourse with the United States so long as time endures. We will raise the tariff, to the point of prohibition, on all Yankee manufactures, including wooden-nutmegs, wooden clocks, quack nostrums, etc. We will drive back to their own inhospitable clime every Yankee who dares to pollute our shores with his cloven feet. Go he must, and if necessary, with the blood-hounds on his track. The scum of Europe and mudsills of Yankeedom shall never be permitted to advance a step south of 36° 30'. South of that latitude is ours — westward to the Pacific. With my heart of hearts I bate a Yankee, and I will make my children swear eternal hatred to the whole Yankee race. A mongrel breed — Irish, Dutch, Puritans, Jews, free niggers, etc. — they scarce deserve the notice of the descendants of the Huguenots, the old Castilians, and the Cava- liers. Cursed be the day when the South consented to this iniquitous league — the Federal Union — which has long dimmed her nascent glory.

" In battle, one southron is equivalent to ten north- ern hirelings ; but I regard it a waste of tim6 to speak of Yankees — ^they deserve not our attention. It matters not to us what they think of secession, and

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we would not trespass upon your time and patience, were it not for the tame, tory submissionists with which our country is cursed. A fearful retribution is in waiting for the whole crew, if the war which they predict, should come. Were they then to advo- cate the same views, I would not give a fourpence for their lives. We would hang them quicker than old Heath would hang a tory. Our Revolutionary fathers set us a good example in their dealings with the tories. They sent them to the shades infernal from the branches of the nearest tree. The North has sent teachers and preachers amongst us, who have insidiously infused the leaven of Abolitionism into the minds of their students and parishioners ; and this submissionist policy is a lower development of the doctrine of Wendell Phillips, Gerritt Smith, Horace Greeley, and others of that ilk. We have a genial clime, a soil of uncommon fertility. We have free institutions, freedom for the white man, bondage for the black man, as nature and nature's God de- signed. We have fair women and brave men. The lines have truly fallen to us in pleaisant places. We have indeed a goodly heritage. The only evil we can complain of is our bondage to the Yankees through the Federal Union. Let us burst these shackles from our limbs, and we will be free indeed.

"Letall who desire complete and eternal emancipa- tion from Yankee thraldom, come to the polls on the day of December, prepared not to vote the cow- ardly submissionist ticket, but to vote the secession 3

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ticket; and their children, and their children's chil- dren, will owe them a debt of gratitude which they can never repay. The day of our separation and vin- dication of states' rights, will be the happiest day of our lives. Yankee domination will have ceased for- ever, and the haughty southron will spurn them from all association, both governmental and social. So mote it be ! "

This address was received with great eclat.

On the next Sabbath after this meeting, I preached in the Poplar Creek Presbyterian church, in Choctaw, now Montgomery county, from Romans xiii. 1 : " Let every soul be subject unto the higher powers. For there is no power but of God : the powers that be, are ordained of God."

Previous to the sermon a prayer was offered, of which the following is the conclusion :

" Almighty God — we would present our country, the United States of America, before thee. When our political horizon is overcast with clouds and darkness, when the strong-hearted are becoming fearful for the permanence of our free institutions, and the prosperity, yea, the very existence of our great Republic, we pray thee, O God, when flesh and heart fail, when no human arm is able to save us from the fearful vortex of disunion and revolution, that thou wouldst interpose and save us. We confess our national sins, for we have, as a nation, sinned grievously. We have been highly favored, we have been greatly prospered, and have taken our place amongst the leading powers of

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the earth. A gospel-enlightened nation, our sins are therefore more heinous in thy sight. They are sins of deep ingratitude and presumption. We confess that drunkenness has abounded amongst all classes of our citizens. Rulers and ruled have been alike guilt)' ; and because of its wide spreading prevalence, and be- cause our legislators have enacted no sufficient laws for its suppression, it is a national sin. Profanity abounds amongst us ; Sabbath-breaking is rife ; and we have elevated unworthy men to high positions of honor and trust. We are not, as a people, free from the crime of tyranny and oppression. For these great and aggravated offences, we pray thee to give us re- pentance and godly sorrow, and then, O God, avert the threatened and iniminent judgments which impend over our beloved country. Teach our senators wis- dom. Grant them that wisdom which is able to make them wise nnto salvation ; and grant also that wisdom which is profitable to direct, so that they may steer the ship of state safely through the troubled waters which seem ready to engulf it ou every side. Lord, hear us, and answer in mercy, for the sake of Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen and Amen ! " The following is a synopsis of my sermon : Israel had been greatly favored as a nation. No weapon formed against them prospered, so long as they loved and served the Lord their God. They were blessed in their basket and their store. They were set on high above all the nations of the earth. * * * * When all Israel assembled.

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ostensibly to make Rehoboam king, they were ripe for rebellion. Jeroboam and other wicked men had fo- mented and cherished the spark of treason, till, on this occasion, it brake out into the flame of open rebellion. The severity of Solomon's rule was the pretext, but it was only a pretext, for during his reign the nation prospered, grew rich and powerful. Jeroboanl wished a disruption of the kingdom, that he might bear rule ; and although God permitted it as a pun- ishment of Israel's idolatry, yet he frowned upon the wicked men who M'erc instrumental in bringing this great evil upon his chosen people.

"The loyal division took the name of Judah, though composed of the two tribes, Judah and Benjamin. The revolted ten tribes took the name of their lead- ing tribe, Ephraim. Ephraim continued to wax weaker and weaker. Filled with envy against Judah, they often warred against that loyal kingdom, until they themselves were greatly reduced. At last, after various vicissitudes, the ten tribes were carried away, and scattered and lost. We often hear of the lost ten tribes. What became of them is a mystery. Tiieir secession ended in their being blotted out of existence or lost amidst the heathen. God alone knows what did become of them. They resisted the powers that be — the ordinance of God — and received to themselves damnation and annihilation.

" As God dealt with Israel, so will he deal with us. If we are exalted by righteousness, we will prosper; if we, as the ten tribes, i-esist the ordinance of God,

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we will perish. At this time many are advocating the course of the ten tribes. Secession is a word of frequent occurrence. It is openly advocated by many. Nul- lification and rebellion, secession and treason, are convertible terms, and no good citizen will mention them with approval. Secession is resisting the pow- ers that be, and therefore it is a violation of God's command. Where do we obtain the right of seces- sion ? Clearly not from the word of God, which en- joins obedience to all that are in authority, to whom we must be subject, not only for wrath, but also for conscience's sake.

" There is no provision made in the Constitution of the United States for secession. The wisest states- men, who made politics their study, regarded seces- sion as a political heresy, dangerous in its tendencies, and destructive of all government in its practical ap- plication. Mississippi, purchased from France with United States gold, fostered by the nurturing care, and made prosperous by the wise administration of the general government, proposes to secede. Her political status would then be anomalous. Would her territory revert to France? Does she propose to refund the purchase money? Would she become a territory under the jurisdiction of the United States Congress?

" Henry Clay, the great statesman, Daniel Webster, the expounder of the constitution, General Jackson, George Washington, and a mighty host, whose names would fill a volume, regarded secession as treason.

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One of our smallest states, which swarmed with tories in the Revolution, whose descendants still live, invented the doctrine of nullification, the first treasonable step, which soon culminated in the adv9cacy of secession. Why should we secede, and thus destroy the best, the freest, and most prosperous government on the face of the earth, the government which our patriot fathers fought and bled to secure? What has Mis- sissippi lost by the Union? I have resided seven years in this state, and have an extensive personal acquaintance, and yet I know not a single individual who has lost a slave through northern influence. I have, it is true, known of some ten slaves who have run away, and have not been found. They may have been aided in their escape to Canada by northern and southern citizens, for there are many in the South who have given aid and comfort to the fugitive; but the probability is that they perished in the swamps, or were destroyed by the blood-hounds. " The complaint is made that the North regards slavery as a moral, social, and political evil, and that many of them denounce, in no measured terms, both slavery and slaveholders. To be thus denounced is regai'ded as a great grievance. Secession would not remedy this evil. In order to cure it eflectually, we must seize and gag all who thus denounce our pecu- liar institution. We must also muzzle their press. As this is impracticable, it would be well to come to this conclusion : If we are verily guilty of the evils charged upon us, let us set about rectifying those

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evils ; if not, the denunciations of slanderers should not affect ns so deeply. If our northern brethren are honest in their convictions of the sin of slavery, as no doubt many of them are, let us listen to their arguments without the dire hostility so frequently manifested. They take the position that slavery is opposed to the inalienable rights of the human race; that it originated in piracy and robbery; that mani- fold cruelties and barbarities are inflicted upon the defenceless slaves ; that they are debarred from intel- lectual culture by state laws, which send to the pen- itentiary those who are guilty of instructing them ; that they are put upon the block and sold, jjarent and child, husband and wife being separated, so that they never again see each other's face in the flesh ; that the law of chastity cannot be observed, as there are no laws punishing rape on the person of a female slave; that when they escape from the threatened cat-o'nine-tails, or 'overseer's whip, they are hunted down by blood-hounds and bloodier men ; that often they are half starved and half clad, and are furnished with mere hovels to live in ; that they are often mur- dered by cruel overseers, who whip them to death, or overtask them until disease is induced which results in death; that masters practically ignore the mar- riage relation among slaves, inasmuch as they fre- quently separate husband and wife, by sale or re- moval; that they discourage the formation of that relation, preferring that the offspring of their female slaves should be illegitimate, from the mistaken notion

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that it would be more numerous. They charge, also, that slavery induces in the masters, pride, arrogance, tyranny, laziness, profligacy, and every form of vice.

" The South takes the position that if slavery is sin- ful, the North is not responsible for that sin ; that it is a state institution, and that to interfere with slav- ery in the states in any way, even by censure, is a violation of the rights of the states. The language of our politicians is, upon us and our children rest the evil ! We are willing to take the responsibility and to risk the penalty ! You will find evil and misery enough in the North to excite your philanthropy and employ your beneficence. You have purchased our cotton; you have used our sugar; you have eaten our rice ; you have smoked and chewed our tobacco ' — all of which are the products of slave labor. You have grown rich by traiBc in these articles ; you have monopolized the carrying trade and borne our slave- produced products to your shored. Your northern ships, manned by northern men, brought from Africa the greater part of the slaves Avhich came to our con- tinent, and they are still smuggling them in. When, finding slavery unprofitable, the northern states passed laws for gradual emancipation, but few ob- tained their freedom, the majority of them being shipped South and sold, so that but few, compara- tively, were manumitted. If the slave trade and slavery are great sins, the North is particeps (yriminis, and has been from the beginning.

" These bitter accusations are hurled back and forth

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through the newspapers, and in Congress crimination and recrimination occur every day of the session. Instead of endeavoring to calm the troubled waters, politicians are striving to render them turbid and boisterous. Sectional bitterness and animosity pre- vail to a fearful extent, but secession is not the proper remedy. To cure one evil by perpetrating a greater renders a double cure necessary. In order to cure a <iisease, the cause should be known, that we may treat it intelligently and apply a proper remedy. Having •observed, during the last eleven years, that sectional strife and bitterness were increasing with fearful ra- pidity, I have endeavored to stem the torrent, so far as it was possible for individual effort to do so. I deem it the imperative duty of all patriots, of all Christians, to throw oil upon the troubled waters, -and thus save the ship of state from wreck among the vertiginous billows.

" Most of our politicians are demagogues. They care not for the people, so that they accomplish their own selfish and ambitious schemes. Give them power, give them money, and they are satisfied. Deprive them ot these, and they are ready to sacri- fice the best interests of the nation to secure them. They excite sectional animosity and party strife, and -are willing to kindle the flames of civil war to ac- complish their unhallowed purposes. They tell us that there is a conflict of interest between the free and slave states, and endeavor to precipitate a revolution, that they may be leaders and obtain positions of trust

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and profit in the new government which they hope to establish. The people would be dupes indeed to abet these wicked demagogues in their nefarious de- signs. Let us not break God's command, by resist- ing the ordinance of God — the powers that be. I am not discussing the right of revolution, which I deem a sacred right. When human rights are in- vaded, when life is endangered, when liberty is taken away, when we are not left free to pursue our own happiness in our own chosen way — so far as we do not trespass upon the rights of others — we have a right, and it becomes our imperative duty to resist to the bitter end the tyranny which would deprive us and our children of our inalienable rights. Our lives are secure; we have freedom to worship God. Our liberty is sacred ; we may pursue happiness to our hearts' content. We do not even charge upon the general Government that it has infringed these rights. Whose life has been endangered, or who has lost his liberty by the action of the Government? If that man lives, in all this fair domain of ours, he has a right to complain. But neither you nor I have ever heard of or seen the individual who has thus suiFered. We have therefore clearly no right of revolution.

"Treason is no light otience. God, who rules the nations, and who has established governments, will punish severely those who attempt to overthrow them. Damnation is. stated to be the punishment which those who resist the powers that be, will suffer. Who

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wishes to endure it? I hope none of my charge will incur this penalty by the perpetration of treason. You yourselves can bear me witness that I have not heretofore introduced political issues into the pulpit, but at this time I could not acquit my conscience were I not to warn you against the great sin some of you, I fear, are ready to commit.

" Were I to discuss the policy of a high or low tariff, or descant upon the various merits attached to one or another form of banking, I should be justly obnox- ious to censure. Politics and religion, however, are not always separate. When the political issue is made, shall we, or shall we not, grant license to sell intoxicating liquors as a beverage? the minister's duty is plain ; he must urge his people to use their influence against granting any such license. The minister must enforce every moral and religious obligation, and point out the path of truth and duty, even though the principles he advocates are by states- men introduced into the arena of political strife, and made issues by the great parties of the day. I see the sword coming, and would be derelict in duty not to give you faithful warning. I must reveal the whole counsel of God. I have a message from God unto you, which I must deliver, whether you will hear, or whether you will forbear. If the sword come, and you perish, I shall then be guiltless of your blood. As to the great question at issue, my honest conviction is (and I think I have the Spirit of God,) that you should with your whole heart, and soul, and

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mind, and strength, oppose secession. You should talk against it, you should write against it, you should vote against it, and, if need be, you should fight against it.

"I have now declared what I believe to be your high duty in this emergency. Do not destroy the government which has so long protected you, and which has never in a single instance oppressed you. Pull not down the fair fabric which our patriot fathers reared at vast expense of blood and treasure. Do not, like the blind Samson, pull down the pillars of our glorious edifice, and cause death, desolation, and ruin. Perish the hand that would thus destroy the source of all our political prosperity and h'appiness. Let the parricide who attempts it receive the just retribu- tion which a loyal people demand, even his execution on a gallows high as Haman's. Let us also set about rectifying the causes which threaten the overthrow of our government. As we are proud, let us pray for the grace of humility. As a state, and as individuals, we too lightly regard its most solemn obligations; let us, therefore, pray for the grace of repentance and godly sorrow, and hereafter in this respect sin no more. As many transgressions have been committed by us, let the time past of our lives suffice us to have wrought the will of the flesh, and now let us break off our sins by righteousness, and our transgressions by turning unto the Lord, and he will avert his threatened judgments, and save us from dissolution, anarchy, and desolation.

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" If our souls are filled with hatred against the people of any section of our common country, let us ask from the Great Giver the grace of charity, which suffereth long and is kind, which envieth not, which vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, does not behave itself un- seemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil ; rejoiceth not in iniquity, but re- joiceth in the truth ; beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, eudureth all things, and which never faileth; then shall we be in a suitable frame for an amicable adjustment of every difficulty; oil will soon be thrown upon the troubled waters, and peace, harmony, and prosperity would ever attend us; and our children, and our children's children will rejoice in the possession of a beneficent and stable government, securing to them all the natural and inalienable rights of man,"

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CHAPTER II.

VIGILANCE COMMITTEE AND COUET-MARTIAL.

Soon after this sermon was preached, the election was held. Approaching the polls, I asked for a Union ticket, and was informed that none had been printed, and that it would be advisable to vote the secession ticket. I thought otherwise, and going to a desk, wrote out a Union ticket, and voted it amidst the frowns, murmurs, and threats of the judges and by- standers, and, as the result proved, I had the honor of depositing the only vote in favor of the Union which was polled in that precinct. I knew of many who were in favor of the Union, who Avere intimi- dated by threats, and by the odium attending it, from voting at all. A majority of the secession candidates were elected. The convention assembled, and on the Mh of January, 1861, Mississippi had the unenviable reputation of being the first to follow her twin sister, South Carolina, into the maelstrom of .secession and treason. Being the only states in which the slaves were more numerous than the whites, it became them to lead the van in the slave-holders' rebellion. Be- fore the 4th of March, Florida, Georgia, Louisiana, and Texas had followed in the wake, and were en- gulfed in the whirlpool of secession.

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the Union. Many suspected of Union sentiments were lynched. An old gentleman in Winston county was arrested for an act committed twenty years be- fore, which was construed as a proof of his abolition proclivities. The old gentleman had several daugh- ters, and his mother-in-law had given him a negro girl. Observing that his daughters were becoming lazy, and wffre imposing all the labor upon the slave, he sent her back to the donor, with a statement of the cause for returning her. This was now the ground of his arrest, but escaping from their clutches, a precipitate flight alone saved his life.

Self-constituted vigilance committees sprang up all over the country, and a reign of terror began ; all who had been Union men, and who had not given in their adhesion to the new order of things by some public proclamation, were supposed to be disaffected. The so-called Confederate States, the new power, organized for the avowed purpose of extending and perpetuating African slavery, was now in full blast. These soi-disant vigilance committees professed to carry out the will of Jeff. Davis. All who were con- sidered disaffected were regarded as being tinctured with abolitionism. My opposition to the disruption of the Union being notorious, I was summoned to appear before one of these august tribunals to answer the charge of being an abolitionist and a Unionist. My wife was very much alarmed, knowing that were I found guilty of the charge, there was no hope for mercy.

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On the evening before the session of the vigilance committee, I walked out in the gloaming for medita- tion and prayer. When a short distance from my residence, I encountered an old colored man who be- longed to a planter named Major F. M. Henderson. The old man, who was known as Uncle Simon Peter, embraced every opportunity of hearing me preach. He approached me with his hat under "his arm, and in a very deferential manner. Said he, " Master, I is in great trouble."

"What troubles you, Uncle Peter?"

" Master, I brings a note to you, and I'se 'feared it bodes no good to you. Master and Gus Mecklin and some more folks what I didn't know fixed it up las' night, and de way dey talked dey's ready to 'sas- sinate you."

" Give me the note, Uncle Peter."

" Here it am."

The paper was.unique. A skull and cross-bones illuminated one corner, a coffin and newly-made grave were rudely drawn in another corner, a gallows was conspicuous, a victim whose hands were bound be- hind his back and a cap drawn over his face, stood upon the trap ready for execution. In bold letters was written, "Such be the doom of all traitors." Within was the following citation :

" Parson John H. Aughey, your treasonable pro- clivities are known. You have been reported to us as one of the disaffected whose presence is a standing menace to the perpetuity and prosperity of our newly-

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organized government — the Confederate States of America. Your name heads the proscribed list. You are ordered to appear on to-morrow afternoon at 2 o'clock before our vigilance committee, in W. H. Simpson's carriage shop, to answer to the charges of treason and abolitionism.

"By Order of the Vigilantes.

"K. K.K. &K. G. C."

Flight was now impossible, and I deemed it the safest plan to appear before the committee. I found it to consist of twelve persons, five of whom I knew, viz.. Rev. John Locke, Ai'mstrong, Cartledge, Simp- son, and Wilbanks. Parson Locke, the chief speaker, or rather the inquisitor-general, was a Methodist minister, though he had fallen into disrepute among his brethren, and was engaged in a tedious strife with the church which he left in Holmes county. The parson was a real Nimrod. He bcmsted that in five months he had killed forty-eight raccoons, two hun- dred squirrels, and ten deer ; he had followed the blood-hounds, and assisted in the capture of twelve runaway negroes. W. H. Simpson was a ruling elder in my church. Wilbanks was a clever sort of old gentleman, who had little to say in the matter. Arm- strong was a monocular Hardshell-Baptist. Cart- ledge was an illiterate, conceited individual. The rest were a motley crew, not one of whom, I feel con- fident, knew a letter in the alphabet. The committee assembled in an old carriage shop. Parson Locke acted as chairman, and conducted the trial, as follows : 4

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" Parrjon Aughcy, you have been reported to us as holding abolition sentiments, and as being disloyal to the Confederate States."

"Who reported me, and where are your wit- nesses?"

"Any one has a right to report, and it is optional whether he confronts the accused or not. The pro- ceedings of vigilance committees are somewhat in- formal."

" Proceed, then, with the trial, in your own way."

" We propose to ask you a few questions, and in your answers you may defend yourself, or admit your guilt. In the first jjlace, did you ever say that you did not believe that God ordained the institution of slavery?"

" I believe that God did not ordain the institution of slavery."

"Did not God command the Israelites to buy slaves from the Canaanitish nations, and to hold them as their proj)erty for ever?"

"The Canaanites had filled their cup of iniquity to overflowing, and God commanded the Israelites to exterminate them ; this, in violation of God's com- mand, they failed to do. God afterwards permitted the Hebrews to reduce them to a state of servitude ; but the punishment visited upon those seven wicked nations by the command of God, does not justify war or the slave trade."

" Did you say that you were opposed to the slavery which existed in the time of Christ?"

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"1 did, because the system of slavery prevailing in Christ's day was cruel in the extreme ; it conferred the power of life and death upon the master, and was attended with innumerable evils. The slave had the same complexion as his master; and by changing his servile garb for the citizen dress, he could not be re- cognized as a slave. You yourself profess to be opposed to white slavery."

" Did you state that you believed Paul, when he sent Onesimus ])ack to Philemon, had no idea that he would be regarded as a slave, and treated as such after his return ? "

"I did. My proof is in Philemon, verses 15 and 16, where the apostle asks that Onesimus be received, not as a servant, but as a brother beloved ? "

" Did you tell Mr. Creath that you knew some negroes who were better, in every respect, than some white men ? *'

"I said that I knew some negroes who were better classical scholars than any white men I had as yet met in Choctaw county, and that I had known some who were pre-eminent for virtue and holiness. As to natural rights, I made no comparison ; nor did I say anything about superiority or inferiority of race. I also stated my belief in the unity of the races."

" Have you any abolition works in your library, and a poem in your scrap-book, entitled ' The Fugi- tive Slave,' with this couplet as a refrain,

' The hounds are baying on my track ; Christian, will you send me back? "

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" I have not Mrs. Stowe's nor Helper's work ; they are contraband in this region, and I could not get them if I wished. I have many works in my library containing sentiments adverse to the institution of slavery. All the works in common use amongst us, on law, physic, and divinity, all the text-books in our schools — in a word, all the works on every sub- ject read and studied by us, were, almost without exception, written by men opposed to the peculiar institution. I am not alone in this matter."

"Parson, I saw Cowper's works in your library, and Cowper says :

' I would not have a slave to fan me when I sleep, And tremble when I wake, for all the wealth That sinews bought and sold have ever earned.' "

"You have Wesley's writings, and Wesley says that ' Human slavery is the sum of all villainy.' You have a work which has this couplet :

' Two deep, dark stains, mar all our country's bliss : Foul slavery one, and one, loathed drunkenness.'

You have the work of an English writer of high repute, who says, 'Forty years ago, some in England doubted whether slavery were a sin, and regarded adultery as a venial offence ; but behold the progress of truth ! Who now doubts that he who" enslaves his fellow-man is guilty of a fearful crime, and that he who violates the seventh commandment is a great sinner in the sight of God?' "

" You are known to be an adept in phonography, and you are reported to be a correspondent of an abolition phonographic journal."

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" I understand the science of phonography, and I am a correspondent of a phonographic journal, but the journal eschews politics."

Another member of the committee then interro- gated me.

" Parson Aughey, what is funnyography ? "

"Phonography, sir, is a system of writing by means of a philosophic alphabet, composed of the simplest geometrical signs, in which one mark is used to represent one and invariably the same sound."

"Kin you talk funnyography? and where does them folks live what talks it?"

"Yes, sir, I converse fluently in phonography, and those who speak the language live in Columbia."

"In the Deestrict?"

"No, sir, in the poetical Columbia."

I was next interrogated by another member of the committee.

"Parson Aughey, is phonography a abolition fixin'?"

" No, sir ; phonography, abstractly considered, has no political complexion ; it may be used to promote either side of any question, sacred or profane, mental, moral, physical, or political."

"Well, you ought to write and talk plain English, what common folks can understand, or we'll have to say of you, what Agrippa said of Paul, ' Much learn- ing hath made thee mad.' Suppose yon was to preach in phonography, who'd understand it? — who'd know what was piped or harped? I'll bet high some

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Yankee invented it to spread his abolition notions underhandedlj. I, for one, would be in favor of makin' the parson promise to write and talk no more in phonography. I'll bet phonography is agin slav- ery, tho' I never hearn tell of it before. I'm agin all secret societies. I'm agin the Odd-fellers, Free- masons, Sons of Temperance, Good Templars, and phonography. I want to know what's writ and what's talked. You can't throw dust in my eyes. Phonography, from what I've found out about it to- day, is agin the Confederate States, and we ought to be agin it."

Parson Locke then resumed :

"I must stop this digression. Parson Aughey, are you in favor of the South ? "

"I am in favor of the South, and have always, en- deavored to promote the best interests of the South. However, I never deemed it for the best interests of the South to secede. I talked against secession, and voted against secession, because I thought that the best interests of the South would be put in jeopardy by the secession of the Southern States. I was honest in my convictions, and acted accordingly. Could the sacrifice of my life have stayed the swelling tide of secession, it would gladly have been made."

"It is said that you have never prayed for the Southern Confederacy."

" I have prayed for the whole world, though it is true that I have never named the Confederate States in prayer."

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" Where and by whom were you educated ? "

"In my childhood I attended the free schools in New York state and also in Steuben vi lie, O. I was a student of Grove Academy, in Steubenville, O., 1844-5. Rev. J. W. Scott, D.D., was the principal. I was a student of Richmond College, Richmond, Jefferson Co., Ohio, three years. Rev. J. R. W. Sloane, D.D., was the president. Prior to this I studied classics two years with Rev. John Knox, of Springfield, Jefferson Co., O. I am an alumnus of Franklin College, New Athens, Harrison Co., O., was graduated during the presidency of Rev. A. D. Clark, D.D."

" Did you ever attend Oberlin College, O.? " said the presiding officer.

" I never had that honor, sir."

" What were the views of your educators on the slavery question?"

"They all believed that human slavery was a moral, social, and political evil — a cancer on the body politic, to be eradicated as soon as possible by mild means, or by heroic treatment as the exigencies of the case might demand, in order to the preserva- tion of the national life. Since I came South I have taught in Winchester, Ky., Baton Rouge, La., Mem- phis, Tenn., Holly Springs and Rienzi, Miss., and have been acting pastor of the churches of Waterford and Spring Creek, in the Presbytery of Chickasaw, near Holly Springs, Miss.; and of Bethany Church in North Mississippi Presbytery."

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"Are you a Mason or Odd Fellow ? " said Parson Locke.

" I object to that question," said Mr. Armstrong, who belonged to a church that refused to fellowship any members of secret societies.

" I will not press the question," said the parson. " You may retire."

As I wended my way home I saw a large con- course in front of the shop, in the garb or rather guise of hunters. They had guns upon their shoul- ders and pistols in their belts. I recognized the majority of them as Unionists who had come, doubt- less, to see that no harm befell rae. There were a few virulent secessionists in the post-office, who, as I passed through it to the street, looked fiercely at me, and with horrid blasphemy gave their views as to what fate should befall traitors, tories, submission- ists, and unionists. These remarks were intended for my ears.

After I had retired. Parson Locke said : " Mr. Cartledge, what is your opinion ? Is Parson Aughey guilty or not guilty of the crimes charged against him in the indictment? "

"Guilty, sir, guilty. I node that afore I come here to-day. I node it after I hoarn him preach that sermon agin secession, an' when I seed him rite out an' vote the Union ticket I didcnt need no more evidence of his a being guilty of all that is charged agin him, an' more too. Put me down in favor of hangin'."

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"Very well said, Mr. Cartledge. An honest, un- efiuivocal, straightforward expression of your con- victions. General Bolivar, let us hear from you."

Bolivar was a foundling. The gentleman at whose gate the babe was abandoned gave him to the colored women to raise. He was a great admirer of the South American patriot and liberator. General Simon Bolivar, so he named the waif, Simon Bolivar. The gentleman lived in Boyle Co., Ky., on Rock Creek, near Danville. Bolivar, when grown, mar- ried a poor white girl, and they lived in a cave on the banks of that stream. He joined his fortunes to a class of poverty-stricken people who were known as rock angels, from their habitation amid the clefts of the rocks. They procured a precarious livelihood by hunting and fishing, often eking out their meagre supply of life's necessaries by predatory excursions to the sheep-folds and hen-roosts of the neighboring gentry. Bolivar came to Mississippi in the employ of a man who brought a drove of mules for sale, and liking the climate he returned and brought his family.

Bolivar, when addressed, started suddenly as from an apparent revery, and ejecting a quantity of ambier from his filthy mouth, replied : " I agrees with my neighbor Cartledge. Better men nor him hez been hung in this county lately, an' it has done good. I can't see no reason why heshouldenthang, an' that's the way I votes."

"Major Wilbanks, how do you vote in regard to the guilt or innocence of the pi'isoner?"

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" You wish my candid opinion ? "

"Yes, we do."

" Well, then, I will give it for what it is worth. I am in favor of a free country, a free press, free speech — free men, a free ballot and fair count."

" You might have added free niggers and com- pleted your free catalogue," said Parson Locke. "Bro. Simpson, please give us your opinion and advice."

" Parson, I am halting between two opinions. I do not approve the views of my pastor, but he has never committed any overt act of treason. We can afford to wait for that. It may be possible — should the sentiments of those who have spoken prevail — that civil war would be inaugurated in our midst. The assembled crowd in front of this building is ominous of evil. I have looked out upon them, and I know that many of the men out there have been far more outspoken in the expression of opinions adverse to the Southern Confederacy than him whom we have had before us to-day, and they are armed to the teeth."

Parson Locke turned pale, and said if Bro. Simp- son thought there was any immediate danger of ex- citing a riot, he would adjourn the session till some time in the near future, when, it was hoped, the ex- citement would have subsided.

Mr. John Mecklin arose and said, " I am but a spectator, but I would advise you to adjourn at once. Many of our best people think this to be an un-

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warranted and illegal proceeding. Civil law is still in force, and even if it were superseded by military law that fact would not justify the arbitrary course of this committee, who have acted without any proper or competent authority, civil or military. This mau is not under your jurisdiction, and you may have to answer for this day's proceedings."

Parson Locke, who was an arrant coward, replied that he could not fully agree with the last two speak- ers, but in the interests of peace and harmony he would adjourn this meeting to a time in the near future, when it would be convened at the call of the president.

The committee then hastily adjourned. Parson Locke made his exit by a door in the rear of the building, and, making a circuit through the woods, reached his home without observation.

The crowd was informed that an adjournment had taken place, and that no formal verdict had been ren- dered. In a short time the crowd had dispersed. Some of the more violent secessionists were greatly exasperated when they learned that the vigilance committee had not rendered a verdict of guilty and ordered my execution. They determined to take the matter into their own hands. I was speedily advised of their threats. My friends provided me with arms, and I resolved to defend myself to the best of my ability. One evening I had gone over to a neighbor's, Mr. Pickens Mecklin's. It was the dark of tlie moon. As I returned, at a late hour, I heard the

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trampling of steeds. I concealed myself as they approached me. When they had come quite near, the men dismounted and tied their horses to trees. One said, "Do you think he's at home?" Another, " Well, boys, the tory parson's got to sup with Pluto to-night." Another said, "All I'm afeard of is that some of us will have to sup with him in Pluto's do- minions. He's got fight in him, an' no mistake."

I had heard enough. I hastened home. My wife had retired. I quickly armed myself, after barri- cading the doors. After awhile there came a knock. No notice was taken of it. Soon a voice said, " Hal- loo !" Within the house all was silent as the grave. I had cocked both barrels of a gun heavily loaded with buckshot. I sat on a chair and aimed at the door, resolved to shoot the first that entered, should they succeed in breaking in the door. Soon there was a noisy demonstration. At length two of the men volunteered to go to the rear of the building, to the woodpile, and get a log to use as a battering-ram to break down the door. In their hot haste they ran against a clothes-line. I had eked the line with a piece of telegraph wire that some one in Vaiden had given me a short time before. Both of these men, John Cook and a Mr. Tower, were prostrated by the recoil, and quite severely injured. Cook was ren- dered unconscious, and Tower howled like a beaten hound. Several ran to their assistance. At this juncture two volleys of firearms were heard in quick succession. My would-be assassins ran and cried and fled.

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A Mr. Denman had just finished digging a well for me. The structure at the surface, to guard against the danger of falling into the well, had not been com- pleted. Some of the fugitives fell into the well, de- scending with the bucket. How they succeeded in getting out, I know not. Dr. Le Grand told me of one man, who was his patient, who died of the in- juries received on that eventful night. How I had been so opportunely delivered was a mystery I could not fathom. My little daughter said to her mother, in the lull of the storm, " Ma, may I pray those verses you (aught me ? " Upon receiving permission, she arose in bed, knelt upon the pillow, and folding her little hands, said : " The angel of the Lord en- campeth round about them that fear him, and he delivereth them. The righteous cry, and the Lord heareth them and delivereth them out of all their troubles. They cry unto the Lord in their trouble, and he bringeth them out of their distresses. Oh, that men would praise the Lord for his goodness and for his wonderful works to the children of men. Deliver us, O our God, out of the hand of the wicked, out of the hand of the unrighteous and cruel men. Oh, God ! be not far from us. Oh, God ! make haste for our help. For Christ our Redeemer's sake. Amen." Then she lay down, and was soon lost in innocent and unconscious slumber.

In an hour after the flight of these midnight ma- rauders I heard a knock, which I recognized as a preconcerted signal of recognition among Unionists.

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I went to the back door, whence the knock sounded, and signaled a reply. A low voice then uttered in a distinct tone the sentence, "Liberty and union, now and forever, one and inseparable." I opened the door; half a dozen friends entered. They and others, who remained on duty, had been guarding my house unknown to me. They remained an hour, uttering words of comfort, and gave me the assurance of all the assistance I should need, though at the peril of their lives. After part'ng salutations, I opened the door, and my friends disappeared ia the darkness. We named this the battle of Wyandou.,e, the name of my home. Probably the first blood of the war was shed in this rencontre.

"War is dread when battle shock and fierce afftay Perpetuate a tyrant's name; But guarding freedom's holy fane, Confided to her valiant keeping, The sword from scabbard leaping Flashes a heavenly light."

In the afternoon of the next day Elder John Meck- lin and his estimable wife came to visit us, bringing their young son Eeemer Avith them. Mr. Mecklin advised us to say nothing about this attempt upon my life, as reticence in war time was a virtue. The per- petrators of the dastardly attack would conceal theii participation in it, even though some of their number should die of their wounds. Excitement must be allayed as much as possible. He feared that this assault would be followed by others, till they had accomplished their nefarious purpose. He said that

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my public position and avowed sentiments, and the fact that I was of northern birth and education, had concentrated upon me the malice of all those of seces- sion proclivities, but he assured me that my friends would defend me at the risk of their lives. I advised him of my intention of removing into Attala county, near Nazareth church, which was also in my field of labor. He approved this course, since the excitement here ran very high, but affirmed that there was no place within the seceded states very safe for one whose Unionism was of so pronounced a type.

At this time there was a man named Dr. Smith who resided in Canton, Mississippi. He frequently visited friends in Choctaw county. He was a violent secessionist. Having learned of the failure of the attempt upon my life, he resolved to take charge of the matter himself, and execute summary vengeance upon one who had too long been suffered to live.

I had the charge of three churches — Poplar Creek and French Camp, iu Choctaw county, and Nazareth, in Attala county. French Camp was twelve miles from my home, and Nazareth twenty- eight miles distant. Dr. Smith determined to come to French Camp on the Sabbath I preached in that church, and kill me there. He ordered his fast trot- ter, Bucephalus, to be attached to the buggy, and pre- paring his pistols, he started in hot haste to effect his murderous purpose. He reached French Camp about one o'clock p.m. He learned that after service I had gone to dine with Major Garrard. This was a mis-

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take; I dined with Col. Hemphill. Dr. Smith dined with Dr. John Hemphill. He made known to Dr. Hemphill the object of his visit. The doctor tried in vain to dissuade him from his purpose. He now determined to follow me to my home and murder me there. He called at Col. Hemphill's and learned that I had dined with the colonel, and had left ew- roxote for my home an hour before. I called at Esquire Pilcher's to see his daughter, Miss Belle, who was quite ill of malarial fever. After administer- ing to her spiritual need, I pursued my journey homeward. Dr. Smith had just passed, driving Jehu- like (furiously). I followed rapidly, as a storm seemed imminent. I heard the vehicle in advance and tried to overtake it, as I desired company on this lonely road, but my horse was no match for the doc- tor's swift steed, so I providentially failed to over- take him.

About three miles from my home Dr. Smith left the main road for one that led to a Methodist chapel. He drove up to the chapel, descended from his buggy and ordered a colored boy to hold his horse. He ap- proached a group of men, and noticing one who was quite well dressed and had a ministerial look and bearing, addressed him thus:

" Are you, sir, a messenger of the Lord of Hosts?"

The gentleman smiled and made no reply. The

doctor then presented a pistol and fired. The ball

passed through the lungs of his victim. Reason liad

left her throne. The doctor was a raving maniac.

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The congregation rushed out of the chapel, took the doctor into custody, and resolved to administer sum- mary vengeance according to the code of Judge Lynch. AVhile they were waiting for a halter for which they had sent, Dr. Smith's brother and other friends arrived. They rescued him with difficulty from the infuriated crowd, conveyed him to his home in Can- ton, an alienist pronounced him hopelessly insane, and he soon after became an inmate of the insane asylum at Jackson. Deacon Colclough (pro. kokely), the doctor's victim, lingered for months on the border of the spirit land. The latest information I had in- dicated a fatal termination. Thus in the providence of God I was once more delivered from the wrath of man.

A rumor found its way into the papers that I had been fatally shot by Dr. Smith, of Canton. A friend residing in Cart^iage, Leake county, sent me a paper containing this notice:

" Rev. John H. Aughey, a Presbyterian minister, who has been doing evangelistic work in Attala and Choctaw counties, was fatally shot last week by Dr. Smith, of Canton. The doctor was a monomaniac. He believed himself to be commissioned by heaven to exterminate all who were not friendly to the Con- federate States of America. He had been informed that Mr. Aughey had expressed disloyal sentiments, and was a leader of the disaffected. He left home with the avowed intention of killing him on sight. The doctor's brother, learning the nature of his mis-

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sion, followed, but was unable to overtake him till he had committed the fatal deed. The particulars we have not learned. Mr. Aughey had the reputation of being an able minister, and very faithful in the dis- charge of his ministerial duties. That he was one of the disaffected is true. The extent of his opposition we have not learned. In times of great excitement rash acts are committed which are not warranted or required for the public safety. We regret Mr. Aughey's tragic end, and if justifiable we regret the necessity that required it. He leaves a widow arid one child. JRequiescat in pace."

Commodore Spiva, a planter and leading member of my church in Attala county, offered myself and family a home as members of his family upon condi- sion that I would superintend the studies of his son and daughter. They had entered upon a course of private study supplementary to the finished education they had received at the college and seminary. We were now domiciled in his spacious mansion on the banks of the meandering Yockanookany. We en- joyed comparative quiet for a time. My students were very much enamOTcd of belles-lettres, and we took delightful rambles in the higher walks of liter- ature. We enjoyed a continuous feast of reason and flow of soul. In my absence my wife became my vicegerent, and their rapid advance was not retarded.

The battle of Manassas had been -fought and the boastful spirit of the secessionists was almost unendur- able. The whole confederacy did nothing but brag j

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of what had been done and what would be done if the Yankees persisted in their futile attempts to sub- jugate the South. The South was arming for the war. Joyfully and with alacrity the young chivalric sons of the slave-holding aristocracy responded to the call for volunteers. The young ladies presented company and regimental flags of costly material, deftly embroidered by their own fair fingers with rare and significant designs, to every regiment as it left for the theater of war. Upon their departure to the seat of war, they were given an ovation, barbecues were held, grandiloquent orations were pronounced, in which the superiority of the South over the North in valor, military skill, and chivalric spirit was an- nounced in terms that admitted no contrary opinion. They were assured that when they returned victor- ious— of which result there was not the least shadow of doubt — and had secured the independence " of a glorious slave-holding confederacy, they would be honored Jiving, and when dead their memory would be embalmed in the hearts of a grateful pos- terity and remembered with veneration, even until the last moment of recorded time. Sax-horn bands discoursed delicious music. _ " The Bonnie Blue Flag that Boasts a Single Star," "Maryland, my Maryland," and pre-eminently, " Dixie," were played and sung by band and orchestra and choir. The South had donned her holiday attire, and wine-cup, dance, and song ruled the hour.

"Oh! that the Yankees would* come," cried they,

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" we would welcome them with bloody hands to hos- pitable graves. One of our companies is equivalent to a regiment of Yankees, and a southern regiment more than a match for ten thousand northern mudsills."

One evening Commodore Spiva met me as I walked musefnl in a grove. He joined me in a walk, and shortly drew me to a seat beneath a fig tree and thus began:

" Are you aware that your life is in danger? "

" Whence the danger? "

" There are men in our neighborhood that would have made the attempt to assassinate you ere this, but they know you are under my protection. I fear that as you travel about in the discharge of your pastoral duty they may waylay and murder you."

" I am prepared, if attacked, to defend myself."

" Your pistols would avail nothing at long range against men armed with rifles."

"Well, whatM'Ould you advise?"

"Dr. Hughes will call upon you to-morrow and inform you of the decision arrived at at an informal meeting attended by the leading members and sup- porters of Nazareth Church."

On the next day Dr. Hughes called to inform me that if I wished to live long on the earth I must de- clare my adhesion unequivocally to the government of our nation, the sovereign state of Mississippi, and also my good-will toward the subordinate Confeder- ate States of Aiiterica, and my approval of their constitutions.

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"Declare my adhesion unequivocally to the gov- ernment of our nation, the sovereign state of Missis- sippi, and also my good-will toward the subordinate Confederate States of America, and my approval of their constitutions? Doctor, is there any virtue in such a political creed to promote long life?"

"Yes, we all think so, and we believe the time has come when we cannot longer tolerate any sentiments in conflict with the views of the dominant class in our country. We like you as a man and as a min- ister, but we deprecate your treasonable opinions, and we cannot much longer, if we would, save you from the vengeance of the soldiers and the vigilantes. I will call to-morrow for your decision."

On the morrow he called, and I told him that I had decided to return to Tishomingo county. He expressed his approval. I removed my household goods to Goodman, a town on the Mississippi Cen- tral E. R., ordering their shipment to luka. I con- veyed my wife and child by private conveyance. We spent one night in Macon, Noxubee Co.. Rev. James Pelan had been called to the pastorate of the Presbyterian church of Macon. He was a Unionist. A committee was appointed by the citizens to ex- amine his libraiy. Many of his boolis were con- demned by this committee as containing abolition sentiments. Rev. James Pelan was a man of excel- lent spirit — a ripe scholar and a worthy christian gentleman; His life was being embittered by his political enemies. Every sermon was misconstrued

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and tortured into teaching something contrary to the interests of the sovereign state of Mississippi and the Confederate States of America. Threats of lynching were freely made. The Unionists often conveyed secret information of plots against the life of this good man. Often his foes endeavored to impair his reputation by slander and calumny, but these as often recoiled upon their fabricators. Wearied of such a life of turmoil, he resigned his charge and removed to the country, but the malice of his enemies pursued him to his rural retreat. One evening, when walk- ing on the lawn near his home, concealed assassins iired upon him, wounding him severely. For a long time he lingered between life and death, but a natu- rally strong constitution, together with good nursing, triumphed, and he began, to convalesce. But hi& enemies were on the alert* and ascertaining that he was likely to recover, three devils incarnate came armed to his house. Mr. Pelan was sitting in a chair eating some delica'cy that his wife had prepared for him. These demons in human form asked Mrs. Pelan if they could have supper. She replied, " Certainly, I will order my servants to prepare sup- per for you.' She left the room to give the order These men then arose and one of them said, "All the supper we want is to kill you, you infernal Unionist and abolitionist." Instantly they all three fired upon their wounded and defenseless victim. Mrs. Pelan, hearing the report, rushed in and caught her husband in her arms. In ten minutes he was a corpse. Be-

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fore losing consciousness the dying martyr said, " Father, forgive them, they know not M'hat they do." He also said, " Farewell, dear wife, I die, but the government still lives and will eventually subvert rebellion, for God is just." His last utterance was, " Lord Jesus, receive my spirit." Rev. James Pelan Was of English birth and parentage. His brother, Rev. Wm. Pelan, was pastor of the Presbyterian church in Connorsville, Ind., for twenty years, now of Wells, Faribault Co., Minn.

Thus died one of my co-presbyters and dear friends. When our presbytery — the presbytery of Tombeck- bee — convened at Aberdeen, we lodged and roomed together at the female seminary, of which Rev. R. S. Gladney was principal. Rev. R. S. Gladney was a violent secessionist. He had just written a poetical defense of slavery, and was woefully vexed that the blockade had prevented his publishers, the Lijjpen- cotts, of Philadelphia, from sending him the books. A young licentiate named Gallaudet was ordained at this session of presbytery to the full work of the gospel ministry. Mr. Gladney rebuked him quite severely in open presbytery because he had given a negative answer to the question, "Will slavery exist during the millennium?" Mr. Gladney affirmed that it would exist during the millennium, and would also exist in a modiiied form in heaven. The neces- sity of the marriage relation would terminate with earth, but he thought the southern people would re- quire slaves in heaven in order to promote their highest happiness.

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Rev. Gallaudet became pastor of the Presbyterian church in Aberdeen. Being a Unionist, the seces- sionists bitterly opposed him. At length to save his life he was compelled to abandon his field of labor. He made good his escape to the North. But poor Pelan was not so fortunate. The villain most promi- nent in his murder was killed in battle just three days after his diabolical crime. The righteous retri- bution of Divine Providence was not long delayed. Near this Judge Chisholm and his lovely daughter were murdered by the Ku Klux Klan.

We spent one night in Okolona, lodging at a hotel. A friend whom I had long known lived here. His name was Col. Carothers. He was a strong secessionist. He met me just as I had given my horse and buggy into the care of the proprietor of the hotel. He advised me to register under an as- sumed name, as the vigilantes had my name on their list of proscribed persons, and if recognized my fate would be sealed. He said : " On the morrow a regiment will leave for the seat of war in Virginia, and if your presence should become known they will surely take your life. Colin Mclvor was hanged last Monday as a Unionist, although I and several .others exerted our utmost influence to save his life. But it was without avail. We pleaded, but in vain, for a respite of two hours that he might make his will and bid his family farewell."

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grace it. He assured me that I must take his advice or pay the penalty of my temerity with my life. I walked up to the register and made this record: " George Bushrod Washington, wife, and daughter, Mt. Vernon, Va." After supper we entered the ladies parlor. Mrs. Des Lande, a lady boarder at the hotel, called our child to her, took her into her lap and said : " What is your name, my dear?"

" Anna Kate Aughey," she lisped.

" Where do you live ? "

" Near Kosciusko, Attala Co., Mississippi."

"Where are you traveling?"

" To grandpa's, Mr. Alexander Paden's, at luka. But I think my pa is going to 'scape Norf from the bad people that tried to kill him. I heard him tell ma so. I ask God every day to take care of my dear pa, and ma does too. We are good people and love God; what do they want to shoot my poor pa for?"

The ladies present gave each other significant glances. Soon after Col. Carothers called me out. Said he: "You should not have registered by a name so renowned. It has attracted the attention of all the loungers at the hotel, and your little daughter, Major Linden informs me, has betrayed your secret. You should have registered your nom de guerre as John Smith, of Pontotoc, or some obscure town. Now do you and family retire to your room at once. I will arrange for your safety with Major Linden. He will order an early breakfast, and you can start

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by daylight or a little before. Drive rapidly to avoid pursuit, if it should be made, and it would be well to start southward and make a circuit as a blind."

We took his advice, and left ere the shades of night had lifted from the magnolia-embowered streets of Okolona. We started in a southern direction, made a circuit of several squares, and left the town via the northern suburbs. My good horse, Bellerophon, assumed a gait that led us to fear no pursuers.

" They will have swift steeds that follow with any prospect of success," said my wife.

Our horse slackened not his speed for several hours, and our babe slept sweetly and calmly. While the guests were at breakfast that morning in Okolona the chief of the vigilantes called to ascertain the ante- cedents and business in their city of the traveler who had registered as George Bushrod Washington. He learned, to his surprise and regret, that he liad left at an early hour. The landlord disclaimed all knowl- edge of him or of his destination. At a meeting of the vigilantes that morning this matter was brought to their attention, but no definite action was taken, for lack of testimony, except that this telegram was sent to Tupelo: "Look sharp for a suspicions char- acter traveling in a buggy with a lady and child. He travels incognito, or rather, under the assumed name of George Bushrod Washington. If he visits Tu- pelo, arrest him and send us word. He evaded us by leaving in the night. All charges will be paid out

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of our secret service fund." Similar messages were sent southward to the vigilantes in Columbus, Lowndes county, and Meridian, Lauderdale county.

Upon reaching Marietta, Prentiss county, we met Misses Bettie Greene and Josephine Young, my former pupils at the Rienzi Female College. At their urgent solicitation, we spent the night with their parents. These families were Unionists. They informed us that Messrs. Wroten and Nowlin, Unionists, had been abducted by the vigilantes a month ago, and had not been heard of since. They were either lan- guishing in prison, or had been niurdered. Their families were in great distress because of their omi- nous absence. We reached the residence of Mr. Alex- ander Paden, my wife's father, the next afternoon, at four o'clock, without further incident of interest, ex- cept that when we reached Mackey's creek we met Major Stephen Davenport and Dr. Orton Choate, two virulent secessionists, who hurrahed for Jeff Davis and the Southern Confederacy. They asked me how that suited me. I replied, "I am in favor of the Union, the Constitution, and the enforcement of the laws." They produced a flask of liquor and drank confusion and death to all Yankees, tories, traitors, submissionists, renegades, and abolitionists. North and South. Saying, "We will see you later," they rode off, brandishing their sword-canes and singing "Dixie" in maudlin tones.

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the music of the Union. At the last election they were permitted to hold the Union delegates received 1,400 majority. Union sentiments could be expressed with entire safety in many localities. Corinth, luka, and Rienzi had been from the commencement of the war camps of instruction for the training of Confed- erate soldiers. These three towns in the county being thus occupied. Unionists found it necessary, in their vicinity, to be more cautious, as the cavalry made frequent raids throughout the county, arresting and maltreating those suspected of disaffection. Cor- inth is a very important strategical point, situated in a semi-mountainous country, a branch of the Appa- lachian range which diverges from the Allegheny mountains and forms the mountains and gold-bearing regions of Georgia and Alabama. Here, also, is the junction of the Memphis and Charleston with the Mobile and Ohio railroads, which form the means of communication between the Atlantic and Gulf sea- boards. After the reduction of Forts Henry and Donelson, and the surrender of Nashville, the Con- federates made the Memphis and Charleston railroad the base of their operations, their armies extending from Memphis to Chattanooga. Soon, however, they were all concentrated at Corinth, in Tishomingo county.

Tishomingo and luka were two Indian chieftains. The town of luka was named for one and Tisho- mingo Co. for the other. After the battle of Shiloh, which was fought on the 6th and 7th of April, 1862,

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the Federal army advanced to Farmington, four miles north of Corinth, while the Confederates occupied Corinth, their rear extending to Rienzi, twelve miles south on the Mobile & Ohio railroad. Thus there were two vast armies encamped in Tishomingo Co. Being within the Confederate lines, I, in common with many other loyalists, found it difficult to evade the rigorously enforced conscript law. Believing that in a multitude of counselors there is wisdom, we held secret meetings in order to devise the best meth- odfi for evading the law. We met at midnight's weird and solemn hour. Often our wives, sisters, and daughters met with us. Our meeting place was some ravine or secluded glen, or by some mountain m.-sre, as far as possible from the haunts of the seces- sionists. All were armed; even the ladies carried concealed revolvers whicli they knew well how to use. We had countersigns so as to recognize friends and discern enemies. Taisez vous was the counter- sign known by loyalists from the Ohio river to the Gulf of Mexico. The recognition of it was Oui, Out (pronounced we, we). It was never discovered by the disloyal during the war. The nefarious crime of treason we were resolved not to commit. Our coun- sels were somewhat divided. We did not coincide in opinion upon the question whether we should at- tend the militia musters. Some advocating as a matter of policy the propriety of attending them ; others, myself among the number, opposing it for conscience's sake, and for the purpose of avoiding

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every appearance of evil. Many who would not muster nor be enrolled as conscripts resolved to es- cape to the Federal lines, and making the attempt in squads, under skillful guides who could course it from point to point through the densest forests, with the unerring instinct of the panther or catamount or aborigines, at length reached the Union army, en- listed under the old flag, and have since done good service as patriot warriors.

The vigilantes became very troublesome. They arrested and murdered Unionists wherever they could be found. Few loyalists dared sleep at home, but seeking out some jungle or copse they impro- vised a rude arbor or den in which they spent the night, and to which they betook themselves when an alarm was given by their families or friends. Late one evening I saw the beacon fires bvirning. Mt. Sinai was all ablaze, the flames ascending high. The moon was obscured by dark dismal clouds, Mt. Nebo was lurid. The lambent flames from Pisgah had enveloped a stately pine — long since dead — standing on the lofty summit far above all other trees. Her- mon and Horeb were dark as Erebus. Unless these two were illuminated it was but a call to an ordinary meeting. We gave these peaks those names to desig- nate them so that by the fires kindled upon them they might serve as danger signals or call together in solemn assemblage the scattered Unionists. At 10 o'clock P.M. Horeb and Ilcrmon blazed out from their lofty summits. The fierce and spiral flames

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recalled the pictures of Etna and Vesuvius in the geographies of my school days, where the mighty waves of glittering fire, through some internal con- vulsion, shot from their craters far upward into the midnight sky. These indicated a special call, either some impending danger was to be guarded against or some Unionist had been wounded or slain. I was just returning from a visit to Josselyn, Amos, Petrie, Aaron, and Morrow, who were in hiding and were awaiting the return of the guides who had gone with a squad to the Federal lines. As soon as I ascer- tained that Hermon and Horeb were blazing I re- turned to the lair of these hidden ones, and when from Ihe summit of a hill they had seen the signal fires blazing, they at once started to the place of rendez- vous. I did the same after I had secreted my horse in the stable of a friend.

THE MIDNIGHT MEETING, AND BATTLE IN GOOD SPRINGS GLEN.

Dark hills frowned on every side; the waters of a crystal spring bubbled up and in mournful cadence murmured a sad refrain, then swiftly glided away adown the glen ; the midnight moon gazed wistfully down from the zenith; fitful clouds and the over- arching branches of the lofty forest trees, stately monarchs of the woods, obscured her light. I reached the place of rendezvous just at the noon of . night. Quietly approaching from all possible points, human forms appeared, gliding noiselessly into the

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narrow arena around the spring. The numbers in- creasing, this place was tacitly surrendered to the women, the men retreating to the hillsides adjacent. John Beck received in a whisper from each the coun- tersign, " The Union Forever." He reported ninety- four present, sixty-five men and twenty-nine ladies. I was the presiding officer, supported by two vice presidents, Henry Spence and Byron Hall.

Washington Gortney arose and said : " Mr. President — We are here assembled to determine wiiat is the best method of evading the conscript law and keeping out of the rebel army. I favor enlisting in the Federal army. We will then be far more effi- cient in defending our government from subversion by traitors. James Reece, M'ho is seated by yonder linden tree, and I have proved our faith by our works. We are soldiers in the Federal army. We fought at Shiloh and are with the army at Farming- ton assisting in the siege of Corinth, and soon we hope to capture that stronghold and bring deliverance to the persecuted Unionists in North Mississippi. If you stay here you will be forced into the rebel army, or you will be shot or hung, as too many of our loyal fellow citizens have been. There are already three hundred from this county in the Federal army, and four hundred from Franklin, the county contigu- ous to this in North Alabama. Leave your families; it will be only for a short time. Corinth will fall and before the Fourth of July this county, and prob- ably the whole state, will be delivered from rebel

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domination. I will make this motion : Be it re- solved, that we believe it to be conducive to the best interests of ourselves personally, and the Union cause, to which we will ever adhere, for all of suitable military age to escape to the Federal army now be- sieging Corinth and to enlist in that army."

Carle Ritter arose and said : " With all my heart I second this motion, and I hope that it may be adopted with entire unanimity. Our numbers have been more than decimated by rebel violence within the last month, and I firmly believe that this resolu- tion presents the best method of securing our own safety and overthrowing this ungodly rebellion against the best government that ever existed on earth — a rebellion inaugurated by slave holders in the interests of an institution we detest."

The president called for remarks. Several made brief addresses in favor of its passage. It was then passed with entire unanimity.

At this juncture ominous sounds were heard. Dark forms were seen on the hillside to the south. Soon a line of battle was formed by our foes. We quietly formed in line on the north hillside. They dispatched a messenger who crossed the ravine to in- form us that they were friends. John Beck hurried over and found that they had a former countersign, but he saw Bill Robinson and Major Ham at the head of the line. Then we knew that we had been betrayed and must fight for our lives without hope of quarter if defeated. We told them not to ap- 6

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proach a step nearer as we knew their character. Major Ham was in command of this force sent to de- stroy us. He crossed the ravine and informed us that he had been within twenty feet of the president of the meeting, had heard the speeches and resolu- tions passed, was cognizant of our traitorous designs against the Southern Confederacy, and informed us that we must surrender unconditionally, give up our arms, and be sent as prisoners to Corinth. He would give us ten minutes for consultation. Should we re- fuse he would not hold himself responsible for the consequences. He feared that we would all be put to death. We replied that we would not surrender but would stand for our lives and do the best we could, if attacked. He retired, deprecating our course. They were startled at our apparent numbers. They were led to believe that there were but few of us, and that our disparity of force compared with theirs would lead us to surrender at once. Had we surrendered not one of us would have left that glen alive. The gathering clouds indicated the near ap- proach of a storm. The lightning flashed, the thun- der rolled, the rain commenced to fall in torrents. In the midst of the storm Ham's men advanced and delivered a volley. James Brown fell dead at my side. Smith Burgess was shot through the left hand. We returned the fire with effect. The women crowded round the spring in terror, all except Sadie Beck and Saliie Ritter, who from behind two trees kept up an incessant fire with navy repeaters. This in-

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decisive contest had continued for an hour. The storm had passed and the moon shone brightly, no cloud intervening. John Beck detached nineteen men, passed down the glen, and making a circuit ap- proached from the summit of the hill in the rear of Ham's men. Our fire slacking somewhat. Ham re- solved on a charge across the ravine. As they crossed the ravine we fired rapidly ; one man approaching me I emptied all the chambers of my revolver. He did the same with his. I was now without any means of defense. He approached and raised his revolver to strike me with it. I struck first and he fell un- conscious at my feet. At that moment I receivied a blow on my head and fell unconscious on my pros- trate foe. The last sounds I heard were the cheers of Beck and his men coming down the hill in the rear of Ham. When consciousness returned I was lying on a bed in a cabin surrounded by forest trees. Two ladies were the only persons present in the cabin, one of whom was seated at my bedside. On the green-sward in front of the door lay a man bound with cords. Gortney and Eeece were seated on the ground near him. Gortney had recognized him as the guerilla who had murdered his brother only a week befoi'e because of his Unionism, and for this crime declared that he must die. At the moment of my fall Ham and his force, finding themselves as- saulted in front and rear, precipitately retreated, leav- ing the Unionists masters of the field. Six were killed outright, two Unionists and four rebels. The

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(lead were buried in separate graves on the hillside. I pleaded for the life of Bill Hodge, but Gortney was inexorable. I told him that I forgave Hodge for the wound he had inflicted upon me. Gortney and Reece went to procure me some water. After considerable persuasion I secured the consent of the ladies and after receiving a solemn oath from Hodg^ that he would not reveal the whereabouts of th^ cabin or anything to our injury I severed the cords that bound him and let him loose. He sprang away nimbly, and was ascending a knoll fifty yards dis- tant when the sharp report of a rifle rang out on the morning air and I saw Hodge fall. When Gortney reached liim he was dead. He and Eeece buried him where he fell.

On the evening preceding this the vigilantes had tried and immediately hung George Payson and Rhoderick Murchison. They compelled them to dig their own graves, and then hung them and buried thCm in the graves they had dug. They had insisted upon being buried. The vigilantes said, "Yes, we'll bury you, but you shall dig your graves."

Payson said that he was a citizen of Bay Minette, Baldwin Co., Ala., and Murchison claimed liis resi- dence in Citronelle, Mobile Co., in the same state. He had removed from Multona Springs, Miss., a few months before. They said when arrested that they were en route to Enola, Butler Co., Ky., to visit friends. Upon searching them a letter was found on the person of Payson which read thus :

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AjiPHARETTA, MiLTON Co., Ga.,

Jan. 28, 1862. Dear Geo.:

The Confederate authorities are becoming very cruel. They have incarcerated a number of our neighbors in a filthy prison, and forced several into their army. They say traitors to their Confederacy must die the death of dogs. My brothers, Leonidas and Perceval, have not slept at home for a month. Mijre than fifty Unionists are in hiding. Good guides are difficult to procure. Two are expected from Selma soon, and we trust they will be successful in conducting to the Federal lines a large company. Gillam, Gilson, and Gillette, three Unionists of Seg- uin, Guadalupe Co., Texas, arrived here yesterday. They had many hairbreadth adventures in reaching this place. They were pursued by hounds, but suc- ceeded in poisoning the dogs. They were compelled to leave Lee Ayler, who started with them, sick at the house of that staunch Unionist, Hornbrook Grad- wohl. O, the troublous times we have fallen upon. I hear while I write the howling of- the hounds in search of my brothers and other Unionists^ led by those terrible vigilantes. But I feel sure that they jvill not be able to find them, thanks to the swamp. Little Dismal, and their knowledge of all the success- ful methods of destroying the scent and of evading or killing the dogs. I must close. I have to pre- pare food for the hidden ones. It will be taken to them to-night. Dear cousin, the loyal people will

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never be satisfied till the cruel perpetrators of so great outrages upon them are adequately punished. They deserve a severe penalty for the crimes com- mitted to promote the interests of a usurpation or- ganized to destroy the best government this world has ever known, and to perpetuate an institution sub- versive of tlie rights of man.

Your aifectionate Cousin,

Jennie Silverthorn.

This letter led the vigilantes to infer that Payson and Murchison were endeavoring to escape to the Federal lines. They were convicted and hanged, and buried in the grave they were compelled to dig.

I received tliree citations to appear on a certain day to be enrolled to attend muster as a conscript. I paid no attention to the citations. At length I received this summons to attend court-martial :

Ma. the 22, 1862. Parson John H. Awhay:

You havent tended nun of our mustters as a kon- skrip. Now you is herb}' summenzd to atend a kort marshal at Jim Mocks. June the furst.

Blotnt.

AVhen I received this summons I called a meeting of. the Unionists. Several had on the same day received similar official notices to attend the court-martial. We spent a whole night in considtation. We were one hundred strong, and I advocated attending in a body, properly armed, and, if necessary, to accept the

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gage of battle, but McElhinny and Scotland's wives had learned that a large force of cavalry from Corinth would be sent to assist the vigilantes. The majority refused to credit this report till a note ^\•as read from Miss May Coe, who was a spy in our in- terest. We could not doubt the autheuticity of her information, corroborative of Mesdames McElhinny and Scotland's report. We then resolved as a dernier resort to make the attempt to reach Farmingtoii, where the Federal army was encamped besieging Corinth. When I reached Rienzi it was evident that the Confederates were evacuating Corinth. On the 1st "day of June (the day appointed for the con- vening of the court-martial) I had the pleasure of once more beholding the star sjiangled banner, as it was borne in front of General Gordon Granger's command, which led the van of the pursuing army. Thus for the present I escaped death at the hands of the rebels.

General W. S. Rosecrans upon his arrival made his head-quarters at the house of my brother, David H. Aughey, where I had the pleasure of forming his acquaintance, and that of Generals Ammen, Smith, Pope, and others. Tishomingo county was now measurably in possession of the Federal army. Col. Elliott, in his successful raid upon Booneville, ])assed Jim Mock's, at whose house the court-martial was to convene, scaring him so greatly that he dared not sleep in his house for several weeks. Tlie Union cavalry scoured the country in all directions, and we

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were rejoicing in the prospect of continuous safety and freedom from outrage.

Tlie rebels in their retreat had burned all the cot- ton which was accessible to their cavalry on their route. At night the flames of the burning cotton lighted up the horizon for miles around. These baleful pyres with their lurid glare bore sad testimony to the hor- rors of war. In this wanton destruction of the great southern staple, many families lost their whole staff of bread, and starvation stared them in the face. Many would have perished had it not been for the liberal contributions of the North, for learning of the sniferings of the poor of the South, whose whole sup- ply had been destroyed by pretended friends, they .sent provisions and money, and thus many who were left in utter destitution were rescued from perishing by this timely succor. I have often heard the rejoicings and benedictions of the poor, who, abandoned by their supposed friends, were saved with their children from death by the beneficence of those whom they had been taught to regard as enemies — the most bitter, impla- cable, and unmerciful. Their prayer might well be, "Save us from our friends, whose tender mercies are cruel." I have never known a man to burn his own cotton, and I have heard bitter anathemas and fierce invective hurled at those who thus robbed them, and their denunciations were loud and deep against the government which authorized such cruelty. It is true those who lose their cotton, if secessionists, receive a promise to paJy, which all regard as not worth the

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paper upon which it is written. Ere pay day those who are dependent upon their cotton for the neces- saries of life would have passed that bourne whence 110 traveler returns.

'Tis like the Confederate bonds — at first they were made payable two years after date, and they were printed upon paper so worthless that it would be en- tirely worn out in six mouths, and the promise to pay would have become illegible in half that time. The succeeding issues were made payable six months after the ratification of a treaty of peace between the United States and the Confederate States. Though not a prophet, nor a prophet's son, I venture the jirediction that those bonds will never become due. The war of elements, the wreck of matter, and the crash of worlds announeiug the final consum- mation of all things will be heard sooner.

As the prospect was so favorable that this whole region of countr'y would soon be in the hands of the Federal troops and occupied by them, I deemed it safe to return to my father-in-law'sj in the south-east- ern part of Tishomingo Co. I applied to Gen. Rose- ■crans for a pass through the lines for myself, wife, and child. Gen. Eosecrans went with me to see General Pope, and after introducing me and vouching for my loyalty, asked him for the pass I desired. Gen. Pope said that he had issued orders to the eifect that no passes through the lines should be granted for a specified time. Gen. Rosecrans then proffered to send Captain Gilbert, one of his staff officers, with

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US beyond the lines. This he said was done in con- sideration of the kindness I had shown him and staif ujjon his arrival in Rienzi. He told me that tlie rebels were over there in the woods not more than a fom-th of a mile distant, and that they were about to move upon them. He advised me to return to Rienzi till the rebels were driven farther south. We were then near Mr. McClaren's, seven miles from Rienzi, on the road to Booneville. I resolved to run the risk, as Mrs. Aughey was anxious to return to her father's. We started and had not gone far when the screaming shells and bursting bombs came howling through the valley. Then followed the rattle of musketry, and presently the impinging of steel. The din of battle sounded in our ears. Suddenly a shell, screeching like a howling demon, passed over us. The pomp and circumstance of glorious M'ar were displayed to our startled gaze. A retrograde was as dangerous as a forward movement, and we persistently followed our leader. Captain Gilbert. Our child, not realizing the danger, laughed merrily at the grand panorama. Soon a charge was sounded and the rebels fled pell- mell, pursued vigorously by the victorious boys in blue. I had no fear for my own personal safety be- cause of the excitement, but feared greatly that some of the missiles might injure M'ife or child. But they seemed to bear a charmed life, for though the air was full of messengers of death, and many whistled by in close proximity, none did us the least injury. Several times when a shell exploded near, our horse reared

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and plunged, to the imminent peril of the occupants of the vehicle. Before the noise of the battle had wholly ceased my wife pointed to a navy repeater lying on the ground. I descended from the buggy and secured it.

At this time all marketable commodities were com- manding fabulous prices. Flour sold at $30 per bar- rel, bacon 40 cents per pound, coffee one dollar per pound ; salt was nominally one hundred dollars per sack of one hundred pounds, but there was none to be obtained even at that high price. All manufactured goods were very costly. Upon the occupation of the country by Federal troops goods could be obtained at reasonable prices, but our money was all expended except Confederate bonds, which were worthless. Planters who lived beyond the lines of the retreating rebel army had cotton, but they feared to sell it as the rebels called it treason to trade with ihe invaders, and threatened to inflict the penalty in every case. As there was no penalty attached to the selling of cotton by one Mississippian to another, my Unionist friends offered to sell their cotton to me for whatever price I could afford to pay. I was also solicited to act as their agent in the purchase of commodities. I agreed to this risk because of the urgent need of my friends, many of whose families were destitute of the indispensable necessaries of life. I thought it was better that one should take a great risk than that many people should perish. By this arrangement my Unionist friends would escape the punishment

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meted out to those who were found guilty of trading with the Yankees ; if discovered I alone would be amenable to their unjust and, under the appalling environment, extremely cruel and vindictive law, and my friends would thus save their cotton liable to be destroyed at any moment by a dash of rebel cavalry. I sold their cotton, procured supplies for the famish- ing, and thus relieved the wants of many. I did not charge one cent for commission fees, and expended one hundred dollars of my own money to furnish provisions for families uttei'ly destitute, some of whom had not tasted food for days. One day I rode into luka to the head-quarters of Gen. Wm. Nelson. The Gen. told me that he learned that Norman's bridge over Bear creek was held by a force of rebels. He asked me if I could send one or two Union men to that place to ascertain the number and position of the troops holding that point. I replied that I could. I secured the services of "Wm. and John Thompson, who were brothers and staunch Unionists, to accom- plish this hazardous undertaking. Only one of them succeeded. He got through on the pretext that he was desirous of getting medicine for his sick wife. He gave the diagnosis, procured the medicine at a cost of three dollars, and returned. During his brief .stay he learned the probable number and disposition of the troops stationed at the bridge, and discovered the vulnerable point and recommended a plan of at- tack. I conveyed his report to Gen. Nelson. The next night the attack was made and not a rebel sol-

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dier escaped death or capture. Thus was Xorman's bridge captured and destroyed.

One day I rode over to Mr. Holland Lindsay's on business. I had learned that he was a rabid seces- sionist, but supposed that no rebel cavalry had come so far north as his house since the evacuation of Cor- inth. Mr. Lindsay had gone to a neighbor's. His wife was engaged in weaving. She was a coarse, masculine woman, and withal possessed of a strong prejudice against all whom she did not like, but an especial hatred of the Yankees rankled in her bosom. I sat down to await the return of her husband. Soon ]Mrs. Lindsay broached the exciting topic of the day, the war. She thus vented her spleen against the Yankees :

" There wur a Yankee critter company (cavalry) come along here last week. They hearu a noise an' thought our troops waz a comin' so they drawed up in two streaks of fight right in front ov our house. Arter a while they axed me ef I haddent seen no rebels scoutin' round here lately. I jes' tole 'em it warnt none ov their bizness. Them nasty, no-account scamps callin' our men rebels. Them triflin', nigger- stealin' scoundrels. They runs off our niggers an' won't let us take 'em to Mexico an' the other terri- tories."

I ventured to remark, "The Yankees are mean indeed, not to let us take our negroes to the territories and not help catch them for us when they run off."

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the Lindsays had ever owned a negro, being classed by the white nabobs as poor white trash, nor did I ever own a slave.

She replied: " I've hearn that you is a tory." She became reticent, indeed quite morose. I concluded to ride over to Mr. Spigener's, to whose house Mrs. Lindsay had informed me her husband had gone. On the way I met Hill's cavalry. One of them halted me, inquired my name and business, which I gave. He informed me that Mr. Lindsay had gone across the fields home and that he was on his way to Mr. liindsay^s. When we reached Mr. Lindsay's house we saw him in the yard. I transacted my busi- ness with him as quickly as possible. Some soldiers had gone into the house. Mrs. Lindsay told them that I was a double-dyed tory and advised my arrest. The cavalrymen were all around me. Davis, Lind- say's nephew, came out and ordered my arrest. He sent my horse to tlie stable. After supper my hoi'se was brought and I was taken to camp. I was now a prisoner in the hands of my own and my country's enemies. Four men were detached to guard me dur- ing the night. They ordered me to lie down on the ground and sleep. The ground was wet and I had no blanket, so I insisted upon going to Mr. Spige- ner's, about one hundred yards distant, to secure a bed. They would not consent, but I started without permission. The guards followed me. Mr. Spige- ner gave me a bed, the guards remaining in the room watched me while I slept. The next morning I

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asked permission to see their captain, whose name was Hill. I asked to be allowed to return home, in- forming him that I had been arbitrarily arrested by some of his men. I said that I was a civilian and not amenable to military law. Capt. Hill replied :

"Are you a Unionist?"

" I voted the Union ticket, sir."

"That is not a fair answer. I voted the Union ticket myself. Now I am warring against the Union."

"I have seen no valid reason for changing my sentiments."

"You confess, then, that you are a Unionist? "

" I do. I regard the union of these states as of paramount importance to the people inhabiting them."

"You must go to head-quarters, where you will be dealt with as we are accustomed to deal with all the abettors of an abolition government."

A guard numbering fifteen were detached to take charge of me. The apparent leader was a soldier named Saccapee Vaudreuil, who claimed that he was a descendant of Pocahontas in the 10th generation. They then started to convey me to Fulton, the county seat of Itawamba Co., Miss. When we reached a cross-roads about 12 miles from the point of starting, we found a company in charge of a Unionist prisoner named Benjamin Clarke. We were then placed in charge of two men, Dr. Crossland, of Burnsville, and Ferdinand Woodruff. They were under the influence of liquor and were very insulting in their denuncia-

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tions of all traitors to the Southern Coufederacy. They detailed to each other a history of their licen- tious amours. Dr. Crossland was the father of a very pretty little girl Avhose mother was a poor white woman. We halted for dinner. They asked me to pay for it, which I did, they promising to refund the money when we reached Fulton. This they forgot to do.

On our arrival at Fulton we were taken to the head-quarters of Col. Bradfute, the commander of the post. My fellow-prisoner was examined first. Wood- ruff stated that they had played off on Clarke. They had visited him as he was plowing in his field, tell- ing him that they were Federal soldiers — they were disguised as such — Clarke assured them that he was a Unionist, and that he honied soon to enlist in the Federal army. Bradfute became very angry upon hearing this, swearing that Clarke ought to be taken out and shot then, but he said a few days' respite would make but little difference, as Gen. Beauregard would not allow such a tory to live long. Said he^ addressing the guards, " Had you hung Clarke you ^vould have saved us some trouble and have done your country good service." The colonel, turning round, glared upon me with eyes inflamed with pas- sion and liquor, and thus addressed me: "Are you a Unionist, too ? "

" I am, sir. I have never denied it."

" Where do you i-eside?"

" My home is Rienzi, Tishomingo Co., Miss."

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" What is your profession ? "

" I am a minister of the Gospel."

"I suppose, then, that you go to the Bible for your politics, and that you are a sort of higher law man?"

" My Bible teaches, let every soul be subject to the higher powers, for there is no power but of God. The powers that be are ordained of God. Whosoever, therefore, resisteth the power, resisteth the ordinance of God, and they that resist shall receive to them- selves damnation. I have seen no valid reason for resistance to the government under which as a nation we have so long prospered."

"I command you to hush ; you shan't preach trea- son to me, and if you were to get your deserts you would be hanged immediately. Have you ever been within the Federal lines ? "

"I have, sir."

"At what points?"

"Rienzi and luka."

" When were you at luka?"

"On last Saturday."

" Had the Federals a large force at that place, and who was in command?"

" They have a large force, and Generals Thomas and Steedman were in command."

"That is contrary to tlie report of our scouts, who say that there are but two regiments in the town. I fear you are purposely trying to mislead us."

"Gen. Steedman has but two regiments in the town, but Gen. Geo. H. Thomas is within striking- distance with a large force." 7

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"What was your business at luka?"

" I went there to pay a debt of fifty dollars which a widow — Mrs. Nixon Paden — owed. She wished it to be paid in Confederate money before it became worthless."

" Have you a Federal pass ? "

" I have none with me, but have one at home."

"How does it read?"

"It was given by Gen. Wm. Nelson, and reads thus: 'The bearer, Eev. John H.Aughey, has per- mission to pass backward and forward through the lines of this division at will.'"

"Where were you born?"

"In New Hartford, Oneida Co., New York."

" Yankee born," said the colonel, with a sneer, " you deserve death at the rope's end, and if I had the power I would hang all Yankees who are among us, for they are all tories, whatever their pretensions may be."

" My being born north of the nigger line, Col., if a crime worthy of death, was certainly my misfor- tune, not my fault, but the fault of my parents. They did not so much as consult me as to any pref- erence I might have as to the place of my nativity."

Woodruff, one of the guards, now informed Col. Bradfute that I was a spy, and while the Confeder- ates were at Corinth had, to his certain knowledge, visited Nashville, Tenn., carrying information.

I told Woodruff tliat his statement was false, and that he knew that it was utterly without foundation in fact.

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At the close of the examination, Col. Bradfute and an officer, whom the guards told us was Gen. Chalmers, spent fifteen or twenty minutes in bitterly cursing and denouncing all traitors, Yankees, and tories, as they termed us.

Gen. Chalmers wrote me from "Washington City, while he was a member of congress, that he was not the officer -wlio was present with Col. Bradfute. That on that day he was eight miles east of Fulton, busily engaged in making preparations for a battle with Gen. Philip Sheridan, which was fought on the next day; and he asserted that he would not have treated prisoners with so great insolence and severity. He also denied any complicity in the Fort Pillow massacre. This officer, at the instance of Col. Bradfute, wrote to Gen. Pfeiffer. He absented himself for a short time, and I, from my position behind his chair, could read the letter. The follow- ing sentences occurred in the document : " An avowed Unionist. Has done our cause much harm. Advo- cates reconstruction at this late day. A pestilent fellow. Has in our presence uttered treasonable sen- timents, and seems to take pleasure in doing so. He has held treasonable correspondence with the enemy, and has more than once enacted the spy. We can furnish testimony to establish all the above Dharges." We were then placed under guard and ^ent to the head-quarters of Gen. Pfeiffer, in Saltillo^ We were brought into the august presence of this redoubtable general. When he read the letter handed

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liim by the guards, he soundly berated \is, and then sent us out a mile and a half from town, where we were placed under guard for the night in a small plat of ground surrounded by a chain. Quite a number of prisoners were there under guard; it was a sort of guard house, except that there was no house. No supper was furnished us, and the bare, cold ground was our bed and the blue canopy of heaven our covering.

The next morning we were brought into the pres- ence of Gen. Pfeiffer. I asked for breakfast. This was refused. I oflFered to pay a dollar for a meal, as I was very hungry. To this he deigned no reply. I then offered three dollars for a lunch for myself and Clarke. This offer was arrogantly refused. He said he had no supplies for traitors at any price.

Said he, "I learn that you were born in New Hartford, New York, brought up in Steubenville, Ohio. How long have you lived in the South?"

"I have lived in the South eleven years."

"Where have you lived?"

" In Winchester, Clark county, Ky., Baton Rouge, La., Memphis, Tennessee, Holly Springs, Miss. My home at present is Rienzi, Miss."

"Are you a slave-holder?"

"I am not."

"Will you take the oath of allegiance to the Con- federate States of America?"

"I will not."

" Have you recently taken the oath of allegiance to the United States of America?"

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"I have."

" Where and when "? "

"Gen. Wm. Nelson administered to me the oatli June 8th, 1862, at his head-quarters in Iiika, Miss."

"Do you regard that oath of any binding force?"

" I do, most assuredly."

"Did you take it voluntarily?"

"I certainly did."

" Do you know that in taking that oath you be- came guilty of treason against the Confederate States of America, and the Republic of Mississippi?"

" I could not be a traitor to a cause I never es- poused, nor betray the interests of a government which I have always denounced as a usurpation. I profess to be a loyal citizen of the state of Mississ- ippi and of the United States of America, and I hope to see this state, whose true interests I have ever endeavored to promote, return to her allegiance to the Federal Union which she has for the present endeavored to repudiate. I hope the sober second thought will lead her to see and repent her folly. Had the secession ordinance been submitted to the people and a free ballot and a fair count allowed, then we would have voted it down by a majority of more than two to one."

"Are you a higher law man?"

" Yes, I believe in the command, ' Let every soul be subject unto the higher power,' the powers that be."

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powers, and the powers that be. The Confederate government is the government de facto, and by the Bible rule you ought to submit to it as a good citi- zen."

"Any insurrectionary faction usurping temporarily the reins of government, may have a de facto power to compel obedience to its behests by those who are willing to acquiesce rather than endure the penalty for resistance of its illegal and tyrannical exactions. Mobs in cities are often the powers that be, and a horde of bandits have often been the de facto rulers, terrorizing the people of a wide district, and for a time defying the civil authorities. I regard the Federal government engaged in quelling rebellion as the dejure government to which I owe allegiance. Those who are engaged in rebellion against this gov- ernment are traitors to their God, recreant to their own best interests, and are guilty of treason against the best government the world has ever known."

" Do you know, sir, that all you have uttered has been recorded, and that you have spoken these words against your own life ? "

We were then delivered to the guards, fourteen in number, and conducted to a hamlet near Verona, where were the head-quarters of Gen. Sterling Price. We were brought into the presence of Gen. Thomas Jordan, Gen. Beauregard's chief of staff. When he read the letter from Gen. Pfeiffer, handed him by one of the guards, he said, looking at me sternly : "You, sir, are charged with sedition."

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" What does sedition mean ? "

" It means enough to hang you, you villainous tory. Where were you born."

"In New Hartford, near Utica, Oneida county, New York."

" Born in an abolition state, you doubly deserve to die, and no mercy or j)ity should be shown you."

" As to the guilt attached to my first seeing the light in the Empire state, if sin, it is not mine, but the sin of my parents. But you talk as a veritable son of folly, and in so doing you reproach God. Parents, native place, and clime. All appointed were by Him. But I glory in my native state. New York has never done anything to stain her fair escutcheon. She has never repudiated her just debts. She has never nullified Federal laws. She has never attempted to secede from the Union. Permit me. General, to ask you where you were born and edu- cated ? "

"I was born in Georgia, and graduated from the military academy ,at West Point, in your native state."

"New York may have, in some degree, tarnished her fair fame by nourishing in her bosom and allow- ing to be educated within her borders, a few traitors to the Federal government, but it is some palliation that it was not wittingly done."

" Do you call me a traitor to my face ?"

" I make no personal application, but allow each one for himself to draw the inference his own con- duct justifies."

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" If you were so enamored of New York, why <lid you not stay there or return when Mississippi seceded, or when an act was passed by the congress of the Confederate States of America, entitled 'An act respecting alien enemies,' warning and requiring every male citizen of the United States, fourteen years old and iijjward, to depart from the Confeder- ate States of America within forty days from the date of the president's proclamation, which was issued August 14, 1861, this proclamation excepting from its operation Delaware, Maryland, Kentucky, Mis- souri, District of Columbia, and the territories of New Mexico, Arizona, and Indian Territory."

"I regard Mississippi as still a member of the Federal Union, and the act of secession illegal and unconstitutional, and therefore void. I am a citizen of the United States of America. If the proclama- tion issued August 14, 1861, was aimed at and in- cluded the Unionists, we were recognized as citizens of the United States at that date, many months after tlie passage of the secession ordinance, and as we have as oficn as it has been offered, firmly refused to take the oath of allegiance to the Confederate States of America, and thereby become citizens of the Southern Confederacy, Ave are. still, as you must acknowledge, citizens of the United States of America. If we are citizens of the Confederate States of Amer- ica, why so persistently offer us the oath of allegi- ance. Many citizens of Germany, Great Britain and Ireland, and other foreign countries, have long

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resided in our country and have never taken the oath of allegiance, or become naturalized. Why not allow us to remain as residents within, but not as citizens of, the Confederate States of America?"

" By your own statement you are an alien enemy of our Confederacy, and have no rights that we are bound to respect. You clearly come within the scope of the law and proclamation. My plan would have been to suffer all alien enemies to depart in peace who were willing to accept the offer, and hang those who desired to stay and do us all the harm they could."

" The Unionists are a mighty host. In forty days they could not dispose of their property."

"No, they would not be allowed to take with them any of their property. Our congi-ess passed a law to the effect that the property of all in the South who have a domicile in the North shall escheat to the Confederate States, and that any of our citizens who are indebted to citizens of the United States shall, upon payment of three-fourths of their indebtedness to the treasury of the Confederate States of America, be liberated from any claim upon them by their alien creditors."

" Perfidy personified ! Now, sir, suppose the cause of the Union should triumph, what will become of those like you who have taken a solemn oath to support the government at whose expense you have been educated, and then in violation of that oath, and forgetful of her fostering care, as base ingrates have rebelled and with malice prepense are endeavoring to

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subvert the best government on earth, a government which has never in person or property inflicted upon you a single injury, but has bestowed many favors, and superabundant blessings?"

" I will never ask clemency from a government I detest. There is no danger of abolitionism and puritanism triumphing. Should they do so I would make my home in Brazil or Cuba. I will hear no more of your detestable palaver. Jeiferson Davis, in clemency and mercy to the misguided, issued his proclamation ; those who have not availed themselves of it must bear the terrible aud just consequences."

" My friends who expressed their willingness to accept Jeff Davis' permission to leave, are either dead or languishing in gloomy prisons. It was only a piece of treachery on the part of your honorable pres- ident and his most honorable congress. But just give me a pass to go north and I will go instanter."

" The first pass you will get will be a free ticket to hell, where you would have been long ago if the devil had his due, or the Confederate officers had done their duty."

" Thanks, for your kind offer to give me a free ticket to the infernal regions. I was not aware be- fore that you were the devil's ticket agent. You have me in your power and may take my life, but you cannot destroy the government. It will live long after you and I are dead. But what right, may I ask, have you, who believe in state sovereignty, you, a citizen of what you term the republic of

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Georgia, to leave your own nation, and crossing the foreign republic of Alabama, enter the republic of Mississippi, and interfere with me, one of its humble citizens, who has never breathed the air of your august republic to do you or any of the citizens of your foreign government any harm. This is an un- warranted and unlawful act, and evinces a high degree of presumption upon the part of an alien — a foreigner who has not, I opine, been naturalized since his advent into our nation, the independent, sovereign republic of Mississippi."

" Did you oppose the secession of Mississippi ? "

"I did, but I now favor it. I trust that she will soon become convinced of her folly and secede from this confederation and resume her allegiance to the Federal union."

" That tongue of yours will not long give utterance to such vile and treasonable sentiments, you ought upon your capture to have been sent to hell from the lowest lateral limb of the nearest tree. Corporal of the guard, take charge of the prisoners."

We were soon under way to Tupelo. When we reached this town we were conducted to the office of the provost marshal. We underwent an examination here in presence of officers of high rank. Gen. Brax- ton Bragg, Gen. Hardee, and Gen. Sterling Price being among the number. Their insignia of high rank, their dignified bearing, their resolute demeanor, their searching and subtle questions, wisely put to elicit the desired information to secure our condem-

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nation, awed me into reticence. I perceived that my life hung in a balance, and realized as never before the necessity of exercising great discretion in giving answers so as not to provoke these officers (who had the authority to order my immediate execution), and thus avoid the doom which a single incautious word would doubtless precipitate.

I told General Bragg, in reply to one of his lead- ing questions, evidently designed to force from my lips a confession of my guilt, that it was an admitted principle in law, that no one is required to criminate himself.

General Sterling Price, who had just completed a dispatch which he handed to a courier, ordering him to convey it as speedily as possible to some subaltern in Verona, with a sharp look and an air of triumph said, " Your answer, by implication, admits your guilt. You would, it seems, shelter yourself behind a provision of the common law, which is suspended in its operation by martial law, which supersedes civil law during the continuance of the war. Will you take the oath of allegiance?"

" I will not make any admission nor confession, nor will I take the oath of allegiance."

" Well," said General Bragg, " we will await the testimony. From the tenor of this paper which I hold in my hands, there seems to be an abundance of it. We have too long been lenient with this dan- gerous class in our midst. I am inclined to punish them hereafter to the extent of my authority and the demerit of their treasonable conduct."

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Clarke trembled like an aspen, and utterly refused to make any statement. I felt greatly depressed. I was hungry, thirsty, greatly fatigued, and mental!}^ disquieted, knowing that my wife would be much distressed because of my ominous absence, the cause of which she could only conjecture.

We were then taken into the presence of the com- mander of the post. The provost marshal's name was Paden — the name of the commander was Clare. Gen. Thomas Jordan was now present, as ^vell as the former named officers of distinguished rank. Gen- eral Jordan made a statement. . I feared from the interjected utterances of Gen. Bragg that we would be shot or hung at once. He was very angry, and several times declared that we deserved immediate execution. At length, in apparently great excitement and indignation, he called the officer of the guard, and I feared the worst, but he only ordered him to take us to the dungeon. We were speedily committed to prison. When we entered, two men, Capt. Bruce and Lieut. Richard Malone, men who had been elected to these positions by their fellow prisoners, received us with a cordial greeting. We told them that we were perishing from hunger and thirst. Bruce and Malone set two of the prisoners at work to prepare something for us to eat. Bruce, addressing us, said, "Our bill of fare is not very extensive nor inviting. We have no coffee, nor molasses, nor sugar, nor salt, nor beef, nor vegetables. In these war times we must not be epicures nor expect the luxuries

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of life, but be content with what we can get, just what is indispensable in prolonging existence. We are allowed to do our own cooking, but that, in the kindness of heart of the Confederate authorities, is accorded as a favor, an indispensable sanitary regula- tion. We have but little exercise, they say, and ex- ercise being conducive to health, cooking promotes that object. We will soon have ready for you some corn-bread and a little meat. The meat makes up in strength and odor what it lacks in quantity, and the parasites will impart a freshness to it so that you will think of fresh meat while chewing it." The prison was filthy in the extreme, and full of vermin, even our food was infested. No brooms were furnished us, and we could not sweep the floor. No beds or bedding were provided, and we werecomjielled to sleep upon the floor without covering and nothing but the hard planks underneath us. When night came a space on the floor was assigned to Clarke and myself. We lay down on our hard bed and tried to sleep, but our slumbers were sadly disquieted by the cold and filth and hardness of the floor, and the gray- backs, with which our clothing was already infested. The building had been an old grocery. Now it was metamorpliosed into a prison. Where wo lay the floor was saturated with molasses. When I tried to rise iu the morning I could not. My coat was ap- parently hermetically fastened to the floor. Clarke was in the same condition. He, through the aid of a fellow prisoner, succeeded in freeing himself from

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the adhesive floor. He then assisted in extricating me, but a part oi" my coat remained attached to my wooden couch.

The crimes charged upon the prisoners were deser- tion, trading with the Yankees, adhesion to the Fed- eral Government or Unionism, enacting the spy, re- fusing Confederate bonds and money, piloting the Yankees, the utterance of treasonable language, etc. The crime of the negroes, mulattoes, quadroons, and octoroons was endeavoring to escape from Dixie-land and the Iron Furnace of slavery, via the underground railroad. These remained till tiieir masters, learning of their arrest, came for and releaocd them. On the evening succeeding our incarceration two prison- ers had been led out and shot. I soon learned that this was not an unusual occurrence. Nearly every day one or more suffered death as the punish- ment of their patriotism. Many of the prisoners wore heavy fetters. Some were handcuffed, had fet- ters on their ankles, and were chained to bolts in the floor. Often, without previous warning, the guards came, accompanied by an officer or two, usually two officers, and marched the poor prisoners to the fatal .spot and shot them to death or ended their existence by suspension from the gallows. The two prisoners who were shot a few hours after we entered the prison were named Jerome B. Poole and Calvin Harbaugh. Being Unionists, they refused to take the arms offered them, when they were arrested and brought in as conscripts. Poole was from Brazella, and Harbaugh

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from Shuqualak, Noxubee Co., Miss. They were then suspended by the thumbs till they begged the officers to order them to be shot, as they preferred death to such excruciating torture. After the endur- ance of every refinement of cruel torture, they were at length brought to Tupelo, tried, and condemned to be shot to death. They inferred by a remark made by one of the officers who brought us into prison that I was a minister. Poole came to me and told me that they would be shot at sunset, and wished me to explain to Harbaugh more fully the way of salvation. He had tried to do so in a feeble way, but feared that he had not made it sufficiently plain to the mind of his friend. Harbaugh then asked me what he must do to be saved. I replied, "Believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved. You must exercise faith in Jesus Christ. Come to Jesus just as }ou are, not waiting to cleanse your soul from one dark blot. Do not tarry till you are better. Away from Christ you will only become moi'e guilty. Come with all your guilt and fear oppressed, and say God be merciful to me a sinner. Ask him to receive you and forgive you, and adopt you into his family and make you one of his dear children by adopting love and grace for Christ's sake."

Harbaugh asked, " What is faith in Jesus Christ ? " " Faith in Jesus Christ is a saving grace whereby we receive and rest upon him alone for salvation as he is offered to us in the gospel."

"But Poole says I must be born again — that I must have a chanare of heart."

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"The bible tells us that whosoever belie veth that Jesus is the Christ, is born of God. Ye are all the children of God by faith in Jesus Christ. There- fore if a man be in Christ he is a new creature. He is born again. And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of Man be lifted up, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have eternal life. Whosoever believeth then has eternal life, and whosoever has eternal life surely sees and enters the kingdom of God, so that whosoever believeth is born again. For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish but have everlasting life. God loved and gave, we believe and have, and this is all of it to attain life and experience the new birth."

" I do believe on Jesus Christ and accept him as my Savior. I have never been baptized. Will yon baptize me?"

"Yes, I will, gladly."

Capt. Bruce asked one of the guards to call an of- ficer. When the officer came he sent a prisoner un- der guard for water. Harbaugh now told me that his father was a Baptist minister, and that he had taught him that the true scriptural mode of baptism was by immersion. An officer was called to whom the request was preferred that I should be allowed to immerse the j)risoner in Old Town creek near by. Old Town creek is a tributary of the Tombigbee river. The officer returned stating that the military

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authorities absolutely refused to grant this request, believing it a ruse to secure an opportunity to effect an escape. Harbaugh said that he would submit to baptism by pouring or sprinkling, though he did not believe it to be the scriptural mode. He trusted that the good Lord would look upon the sincerity of his intentions to obey his command, which he was doing to the extent of his ability and opportunity. He did not think the Lord would require an impossi- bility.

In the presence of the prisoners and in the most solemn manner possible (the circumstances enhanced the solemnity), the ordinance was administered. Just at its close food prepared by the prisoners was brought and offered these men. They took it in their hands, but ere it was tasted the sun began to dip his disk beneath the western horizon, the dreaded squad appeared before the door. These men, putting away the food untasted, said, " We go to eat bread in the kingdom of God. Pray for us that we may have grace to deport ourselves with becoming dignity and propriety in our last moments. Fare- well till we meet before the great white throne. You will probably come soon, for our foes are cruel as the grave."

The officers unlocked theii- gyves, led them out, and we saw them no more. A half dozen captured slaves seated in a corner of the prison, led by a young octoroon, sang some hymns. They called tiiem spiritual songs. The following, to the tune,

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Old Folks at Home, was very melodiously and sweetly rendered :

Ode Pathee's Home.

Far oyer Jordan's rolling river,

Eternal day- There's where my eyes are turning ever,

There's where the angels stay. All through this vale of sin and sorrow,

Patient we roam, Still trusting for the happy morrow,

Bright in our Father's home.

Chorus. All our heavy load sits lighter

Every storm we bide. Oh ! brothers, how the way grows brighter,

Near to the Savior's side.

Far from his tender arms benighted.

Dark was our way. Still every precious promise lightened.

Where could the spirit stay. Down at the foot of Calvary's mountain,

Pilgrims we come, Oh, may we through that crimson fountain,

Come to our Father's home. Chorus.

One lovely form among the sainted.

Heaven within. Stands on my vision ever painted.

Stretched on the cross for sin. When shall we hear his voice commanding,

Come, higher, come, When in his golden courts be standing.

With our beloved ones at home. Chorus.

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Thb South ekn Slave's Song.

Oh, poor negro, he will go.

Someone day. Over the water and the snow,

Far away. Over the mountain big and high,

Some one day. To that country in the sky.

Far aw^ay.

Jesus, Massa, bring me home.

Some one day. Then I'll live with the Holy One,

Far away. Siu no more my heart mal<e sore.

Some one day. I praise my Jesus evermore,

Far away.

Our privations were so great from a lack of good, wholesome food aud pure water — for the scanty sup- ply of water allo^ved us was tepid and foul — and from a want of beds, cots, couches, or something bet- ter than a filthy floor whereon to sleep, that I re- solved upon an attempt to escape at the risk of my life. I felt sure that I could not long survive the jiorrors of this prison-pen. ,1s soon as my arrest became known to the 32d Mississippi regiment, en- camped in the suburbs of Tupelo, the officers called upon me. Col. Mark Lowrey, Capt. L. A. Lowrey, the Col. 's brother, Major Arnold, and Adjutant Irion. This regiment was raised in Tishomingo Co. One of its companies, the ZoHicoffer Avengers, having been raised in Ricnzi, Avhcrc I hud been for years

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the proprietor and president of the Kienzi Feaiale College. The daughters of many of the officers of this regiment had been educated at this college dur- ing my connection with it. Owing me a debt of grati- tude as they professed, could I expect less than the manifestation of deep sympathy with me in my sad condition — confined in a gloomy dungeon, deprived of the comforts, yea, even the necessaries, of life, and menaced and insulted by the officers in whose power I was ? Some of these officers had publicly expressed themselves under great obligations to me for the thorough moral, mental, and physical training their daughters had received while under my care. In proof of this I have their own statements published in the public journals of the day. Whatever may have been my hopes, tliey were doomed to disappoint- ment. These summer friends, so obsequious in my prosperity, conversed for a time upon indifferent top- ics, never alluding to my condition, and I did not obtrude it upon their attention, except that Capt. Lowrey, looking around upon the prisoners clanking their chains as they moved uneasily, trying to secure a less painful posture, said this is war— grim-visaged war with all its attendant horrors. When they left they said, " We will call soon again." I replied, "Do so, gentlemen, you will always find me at home," yet I was hoping they would not — my mind was bent upon and occupied with the high resolve of es- caping or dying in the attempt, and even then I was maturing a plan to compass that end.

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A young gentleman and his sister, by virtue of a pass, entered our prison. They conversed with the prisoners freely. An officer escorted the young lady to the part of the prison which I occupied. She en- quired naively : " What is the charge against this prisoner?" The officer replied that I was an avowed Unionist. She said to me, "Are you a merchant?" I replied that I was a minister.

"Of what church?"

" Of the Presbyterian church."

"We are Presbyterians," said she.

She then made inquiries about Eeverends Wm. A. Gray, of Ripley, Jno. H. Miller, of Pontotoc, Jas. Stafford, of Danville, Dr. E. T. Baird, of Crawfords- ville, J. N. Carothers, of Okolona, R. Henderson, of Danville, and others. While she conversed with me the officer visited another part of the prison. She then said taisez vous, and slipped into my hand a note. She gave me her name as Miss Daisy Carson.

The note was written with a pencil, and read : " We sympathize deeply with you. We will aid you in any way you may suggest. We live two miles from Tupelo due > [the cardinal point indi- cated was so defaced that it was illegible]. If you could reach our house you would find all possible assistance. We are true blue. Ambrose Kavanaugh will visit the prison soon, if he can secure a pass. Ernest Travis, of Verona, informed us of your im- jH-isonment. I met you at Mr. Price's, in Ripley, but you may not remember me. My friend. Miss

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Jane Kendrick, often speaks of you. Chew and swal- low this as soon as you have read it. I take a great risk in this matter, but I am of a romantic turn and love adventure. After the war and the triumph of the government it will be pleasant to recount our ex- ploits in behalf of the suffering patriots. Taisez vous, Voire amie.

"Charlotte Cojrday, " My nom de guerre. " P. S. — Prof. Yarbrough lodged with us one night. We sincerely hope that he has safely reached his destination ere this. Do not become dispirited, you have hosts of friends and are doubtless under the kind protecting care of Jesus.

" 'Tis late before ~ The brave despair.

Stand Firm for your country,

It were a noble life, To be found dead embracing her.

There is strength, ^)eep bedded in our hearts, of which we reck But little.

"Very respectfully,

'< C. C."

A prisoner came to me and said, "Chaplain, I have been informed that I will be shot to-morrow, and I am not prepared to die."

" What was your offense? "

"I was a Unionist — was forced into the army. I deserted, they followed me with blood-hounds. When

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the hounds came near I got my back against a tree, and with a knotty club of pecan wood I killed six liounds. The cavalry came up and fired upon me. I fell, wounded in the head and left arm. The wounds were not very severe. They brought me to Tupelo, and I had my trial yesterday by court-martial. My captain, who just now left, informed me that on to- morrow I would be shot as a deserter."

" What is your name?"

"My name is John R. Witherspoon. I was born in Sumter, South Carolina, but have lived in Bolivar, Tennessee, for ten years. I have a wife and seven children, six are girls. The baby, John R. Wither- spoon, Jr., is my only boy. My oldest daughter, Gertrude Maud, named for her mother, is fifteen years old. She is a good scholar, has a talent for music and painting. All my children are devotedly attached to their parents. What will become of them God only knows. I own one hundred acres of land in McNairy Co., Tennessee. My wife's mother gave her a colored girl. I am a poor man and will leave my family dependent. I am a member of the Presbyterian church, but have been living in the neg- lect of duty for some time, and now I must die unprepared."

"What caused your neglect?"

" I became a candidate for office, and as it was cus- tomary to treat a great deal when canvassing the dis- trict, I did so. I formed convivial habits that were disastrous to devotional duties. I became negligent

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and absented myself from the church. My wife and family are faithful, and many prayers are sent up to heaven in my behalf. O, if I were rescued from this impending doom I would, by the grace of God, no longer neglect duty."

I pointed him as well as I could to the Lamb of God that taketh away the sin of the world. We went up into a corner of the prison and knelt down. I prayed God to heal his back-sliding and restore to him the joy of His salvation, then asked him to offer up a prayer in his own behalf. He did so in lan- guage and with an unction that surjDrised me. At the close he earnestly implored God to spare his life for the sake of his dear family. He asked to, be longer spared that he might atone in some degree for his past remissness in duty by devoting all the days of his allotted time to faithful service in his heavenly father's vineyard. I asked him if he entertained any hope. He replied that he did, and wished he could live to test its genuineness, but he had some fear.

And now came still evening on. Mr. Witherspoon volunteered to go for water. He took two buckets, one in each hand. Two guards accompanied him, one on each side. He drew the water and started back. It was now dark ; when he reached a cluinp of bushes he dropped one bucket and raising the other he dashed it in the faces of the guards, and sprang for the bushes. The guards speedily brought their muskets to bear, fired in the direction of the fugitive, and instead of pursuing at once, ran to the tents of

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some officers and gave the alarm. The whole camp was soon intensely excited and hundreds joined in the pursuit. A cry would be heard, " Here he goes." A few minutes later in an opposite direction the same cry would be taken up. Unionists impressed into the service did this to contribute to the escape of the prisoner. He made good his escape, and succeeded after some time in getting his family conveyed to the North, through the kindness of Major General Hatch. An account of his escape has been published. He encountered much difficulty in avoiding the blood- hounds. At one time he heard their howling in his rear, and not more than a mile distant. He came to a field, in which cattle were grazing. He sprang upon the back of an ox, and using a goad he compelled the ox to carry him across the field in a direction that broke the trail and baffled pursuit.

His final adventure, his last peril before his safety was insured, may be worth narrating. One day as he lay concealed in a ditch he heard in the remote dis- tance in the direction whence he came the faint howl- ing of hounds. The sound became more and more distinct, till he became convinced that they were pur- suing him and had found his track. He arose from his moist bed, and hastened onward with all the speed his enfeebled condition would permit. He had not gone far till he descried another fugitive a short distance in advance. He called upon him to halt. The man obeyed. He gave his name as John Denver. The vigilantes of the vendetta, as they called themselvesj

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had attacked his house last night. He had defended himself. They fired through a window, wounded him and killed his l.ttle daughter Nellie. He rushed out, slew the murderer of his child, and wounded two others. They beat a hasty retreat. He had lost an ear, and had a flesh wound in the left thigh which made travel difficult. He was on his way to Corinth to get assistance from the Federal commander, so that he and his family might go North. The howling of the hounds indicated to him that the vigilantes had been reinforced and were in pursuit of him. As rap- idly as possible these panting fugitives made their way toward Corinth. The hounds gained upon them. Mr. Denver had two revolvers. He gave his com- panion one of them, and they both resolved to sell their lives as dearly as possible. The hounds were but a mile distant, when, to their joy, they suddenly met a regiment of Federal cavalry on a scouting ex- pedition. They as quickly as possible explained the situation of aflairs. The colonel ordered the regi ment to fall back out of sight. He ordered a company to dismount and conceal themselves in the chaparral, he sending their horses back. He requested Witherspoon and Denver to climb two small trees and await their pursuers. He then joined the company in ambush. When the pursuers came up they ordered the fugitives to come down from the trees. There were twenty of the vigilantes. They asked "Witherspoon who he was. He replied, " A prisoner from Tupelo, escap- ing to the Federal lines." After a few moments'

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consultation, they told these men that they had but five minutes to live, and if they wished to say their prayers they might spend the time in that way. They had but one rope, which they had brought to use in hanscinff Denver, but one of their number burnished a halter, taking it from his horse's neck. Two men apjjroached, threw the nooses over the heads of their victims and adjusted them. They then selected two lateral limbs projecting from a tree near by, threw the ends of the ropes over them and were awaiting the order of Jack Clinkskales, their leader, to con- summate their murderous purpose, when a volley from the ambushed Federal troopers made sixteen of them bite the dust. The four survivors rushed to their horses, but a second volley caused them to fall bereft of life. The bodies were scrutinized closely to be sure that life was extinct. They were then piled up in the cliaparral, and the hounds killed. Upon the re- turn of the regiment a few hours after a drove of wild hogs were found feeding upon them. Thus perished a band of desperadoes not fit to live, less fit to die. Mr. Denver's faniily M^ere brought into Coriuth in an ambulance, and soon after came North to Evans- ville, Indiana. Mr. Denver enlisted in the Federal army, and did eifective service in his country's cause. Mr. Witherspoon also enlisted in the Federal service. He died on the field of honor. He was instantly killed on the 1st day of the battle of Gettysburg. Mrs. Witherspoon thus wrote me :

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" My dear husband often spoke of you, and had hoped to meet you again, but Providence otherwise ordered it. His death is a sad bereavement tome and the dear cliildren. But God malces no mistakes, and I bow submissively to His will. He has prom- ised to be the husband of the widow and the father of the fatherless. I trust implicitly in the promises of a covenant-keeping God. The tone of my dear husband's piety was very different after his impris- onment in Tupelo. He seemed to think that he could uot do too much to show his gratitude to the God who in his providence delivered him from the execu- tion of the death sentence already pronounced by the court-martial, and which only lacked a few hours of fulfillment at the time of his escape. Pray for me and my dear children, that we may be enabled to bear M'ith becoming resignation this afflictive dispen- sation of Divine Providence, and that it may be sanc- tified to the highest and holiest interests of our souls, work in us the peaceable fruits of righteousness, and while looking to things unseen and above a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory. We will, Providence permitting, move soon to Cincinnati. My daughter Gertrude has secured a position as teacher in one of the public schools of that city. We would be happy to have you visit us at your earliest con- venience.

Your friend,

Mes. G. M. Witheespoon.

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OLD PILGAELIC.

An elderly gentleman was ushered into prison on the morning of the 2d of July, 1862. He seemed anxious to convince the officer who accompanied the guard that he was mistaken in regard to some abstruse question. As soon as the officer left, I ap- proached the prisoner, and after gaining his confi- dence, drew from him his sad history. His true name was Prof Lorimer Vickroy Yarbrough, a na- tive of Fincastle, Va. He had resided in Austin, Texas, and New Orleans, La. He loved the old flag, and resolved to reach the North, in company with his son Oscar. By some m6ans suspicion was aroused, and they were taken from the steamboat at Vicksburg, Miss., and thrown into prison, where they languished for months. At length, through the aid of Unionist friends they escaped from prison, and in due time from the city of Vicksburg.

Prof. Yarbrough had a friend named Leroy Paden, living in Hazelhurst, Miss., upon whom he could depend for aid. He also held a note overdue for two thousand dollars, upon a gentleman who resided in Brookhaveu, in Lincoln county, Miss. Could he collect the money due on this note it would assist him materially in making his way to the North. On the border of Copiah county, they were arrested by a committee of vigilantes, and thrown into an extem- porized prison. Here they M'ere immured six weeks and fed on corn bread and water. At length, Oscar

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enlisted in a company bound for the seat of war in Virginia, with the intention of deserting upon the first favorable opportunity. His father was still held a prisoner. Now malarial fever of a malignant: type supervened. During its progress reason left ner throne, but a naturally vigorous constitution tri- umphed, and the prisoner began to convalesce. Hearing the attendants say he had known nothing for three weeks, Prof. Yarbrough resolved uj)on a ruse which he hoped would give him an opportunity to escape. He would, by the use of incoherent ex- pressions and singular conduct, feign madness. In the course of time, health returned, and the military authorities sent him to Gen. Beauregard at Tupelo. Gen. Beauregard believed him to be a malingerer, and sent for two alienists to decide upon his sanity. On the 12th of June, 18G2, the commission to deter- mine the sanity of the prisoner convened. A num- ber of officers of high rank were present.

I will give the account of the examination in Yarbrough's language :

" I was brought in under guard, a seat furnished me, and the farce commenced.

" Gen. Beaui'egard enquired, ' What is your name?'

" ' My name, Capting, air old Pilgarlic'

"Gen. B.— 'What does that mean?'

" ' It means old Baldhead. You see, Capting, I hain't got no har on the top of my head. I was born so, and when some growed on, a nigger girl spilled some rusma on mj' crown, and I hain't hed no har sence.' '

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"Gen. B. — 'Well, old Pilgarlic, you are in a bad fix.'

" ' Yes, Capting, and ef I hed as soft a skull b« sum of these here young chaps, I could raze har to sell.'

"Gen. B.— ' Where do you live?'

" ' I live in a cabin with a stick chimly, in Ar kansaw.'

" Gen. B. — ' Does your chimney draw well?'

"Yes, Capting, it draws the 'tention of every fool that passes on that trail.'

" Gen. B. — ' Are you a married man ? '

" '.Not now, I ain't, but I spect to be before long, fur you see, Capting, I hev the refusal of mor'n half a dozen widders.'

"Gen. B. — ' Where did you say j'ou were from?'

"'From every place but this, an' ef you'll j is send them fellers away with the guns an' bayonets I'll be away from this in a giffy, that is, providin' you takes this jewelry off'n my legs an' wrists.'

" Gen. B. — ' Pilgarlic, what's your opinion about this war ? '

" ' I thinks, Capting, that no Southerner ort to fight agin liberty, nor no Yankee agin his country.'

" Gen. B. — ' Where's your son ? '

"'Well, Capting, I duzzeut know. He give me the slip. I spec he went off ter the war.'

"Gen. B. — 'Well, sir, your son attempted to desert to the enemy, and he now lies in prison with a ball and chain attached to his ankle.'

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" I then commenced to sing as loudly as I could :

Spread all her canvas to the breeze,

Set every threadbare sail, And give her to the god of storms.

The lightning and the gale.

" The General ordered me to cease. I heeded him not, and sang :

When a deed is done for freedom.

Through the broad earth's aching breast Euns a thrill of joy prophetic, trembling on

From east to west; And the slave, where'er he cowers,

Feels the soul within him climb To the awful verge of manhood,

As the energy sublime. Of a century bursts fall blossomed

On the stormy stem of time.

"The alienists felt my pulse and inserted a ther- mometer into my mouth, which I crushed between my teeth. I then sang, or rather shouted vocifer- ously :

Oh ! for an hour of youthful joy, Give me baclc my twentieth spring,

I'd rather laugh a bright-haired boy. Than reign a gray-haired king.

"At this juncture Gen. Beauregard ordered tlie guards to make me hush. I then yelled, for it could not be called singing :

Prudent on the council train,

Dauntless on the battle plain. Ready at the country's need

For her glorious cause to bleed.

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"By the general's order the guards bound and gagged me. The alienists differed in opinion as to my sanity. One regarded me as a malingerer, the other declared that I was in a state of mental aberration which bid fair to culminate in incurable insanity. I was confined under guard in a room in a hotel in Tu- pelo till yesterday, when I was incarcerated in this dungeon."

Gen. Beauregard was now superseded by Gen. Braxton Bragg. Gen. Bragg had been but a short time in supreme command when he reviewed the testi- mony in the case of Prof. Yarbrough. On the 11th of July, 1862, the order came for his execution. He was taken from our prison to the fatal spot where so many brave Unionists had ended their lives. His request that they would not blindfold him was granted. He faced the muskets with an unblanched counte- nance. A volley rang out upon the evening air, and the professor fell pierced by the bullets of the squad. When his struggles ceased and he was pronounced dead by the sergeant, the corpse was given into the custody of Billingsly and Kaiser, conscripts, from near Tallaloosa, Miss., and relatives, they claimed, of the professor. They bore the body tenderly to a house in the suburbs of Tupelo. These men were Unionists, and had been forced into the Confederate service. This family, whose name was Montreal, were pronounced Unionists. When the putative corpse was laid upon the couch prepared for its re- ception, an examination revealed that one ball had

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shattered the left arm so that amputation would have been required had no other M'ound caused death. A ball had glanced from the ribs, another ball had passed through his clothing. The limbs had not as- sumed rigidity, and it Avas evident that the professor was not dead, but only in a state of syncope. From this condition he slowly rallied. Billingsly under- stood surgery, and with the aid of some Unionist neighbors Prof. Yarbrough's arm was amputated, and upon his recovery, which was rapid, he was conducted by night from one Union neighborhood to another, till at length he reached La Grange, Tenn., which was in the jwssession of the Federal troops. Among the first to visit him were his son Oscar, now a cap- tain of a company in a Federal regiment, and a nephew, Charles Barry, formerly of D'Arbonne, La., now an officer in the Union army. Gen. Beauregard's statement in regard to the capture of Oscar Yar- brough being false.

The following letter will unfold some of the more thrilling incidents of his final escape r Rev. John H. Aughey :

Dear Feiend — Having learned through John H. Stanton that you are chaplain of Gen. Benjamin Grierson's old regiment, the 6th 111. cavalry, I send you by him this short letter. Please inform me how you escaped from Tupelo. I heard Gen. Bragg tell Major Grosvenor, when he tried to say something in your defense, that you would be hanged on Tuesday of the next week as sure as there was a God in heaven.

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He said you deserved to suffer a hundred deaths for your disloyal speeches and your many treasonable acts. That there was a ghost of a change for you seemed incredibk', chained as you were, and so vigi- lantly guarded, far away from the Federal lines and surrounded by the great rebel array. Do write me at once and tell me all about your escape. It must have been well-nigh miraculous. The first intima- tion I had of your escape was an extract from the New York Tribune of an address delivered by you in Cooper Institute in that city, from which I learned that you had succeeded in effecting an escape, but the particulars were not given.

After I was able to travel I was conducted from one neighborhood to another, till at length I reached the Federal lines. At one time we thought it best to travel in daylight. There were ten of us in company, eight of us Unionists endeavoring to reach the Fed- eral lines. Two were guides, Paden Pickens and PaulPaden. We called at the house of a widow named Mrs. Violetta Markle. Her husband had been tried by a vigilance committee and shot, April 19, 1861, as a Unionist. We gave her the counter- sign taisez vous. She replied oui, oui, all right, and (hen after preparing a meal for us, she informed us that we were near a rebel camp, and advised us to take the route traveled by the guide, Solomon Frierson, who had called at her house yesterday on his return from a trip to the Federal lines, to which lie had conveyed twenty Unionists from Oktibbeha

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and Pontotoc counties. After leaving ISIrs. Markle's, Pickens climbed a tree and made an observation of the surrounding country. Two rebel encampments were visible, one to the north-east, another to the north-west. He thought that we might pass between them without much danger. We started on our way. At one point it became necessary to travel on a road a short distance so as to obviate the necessity of as- cending a lofty and precipitous hill. We had just entered upon the road when we saw a company of rebel cavalry about half a mile distant. They had just appeared on the summit of a hill behind which they had been concealed from view. They descried us, and putting spurs to their horses came rapidly toward us. We gave up all for lost, and were about to break for the woods, when Paden, taking ropes from his pockets, told Bryson and Birney to put their hands behind them, wlicn he securely bound them with the ropes. As soon as the cavalry reached us we went to one side of the road to let them pass. The captain, whose name was Pender, wished to know what this cavalcade meant. Paden replied that they had in charge these two tories, and were taking them to camp to surrender them to the general in command, that they might get their just deserts. " Good," said the captain, " I'll go back with you. Sergeant Buford, take command, and go on ; I'll go back to camp with these men."

On the way back Paden proposed to the captain that we try these men now, and if. they are found

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guilty shoot them. Cai^t. Pender agreed to this at once. He said that was the object of his expedition at this time — to quell the disaffected traitors to the Confederacy. He declared that it was he that had ordered the shooting of ten tory devils in the Pop- lar Springs neighborhood, led by one Methuselah Knight, as arrant a tory as ever lived. We then left the road, and coming to a copse of dwarf tamaracks, we held a trial, and upon their own confession con- victed Bryson and Birney of treason against the Confederate States of America. Paden and Pickens asked the privilege of shooting the prisoners. This Capt. Pender granted. Upon the pretense that they had no pistols, Pender drew his pistols from their holsters and presented them to Paden. Paden handed one to Pickens. The prisoners were then bound to two saplings. Paden asked Pender to give the command. The captain told the prisoners that, in compassion to their souls, he would grant them five minutes to make their peace with God.

Birney said, " Captain, wo have long ago made our peace with our God. Have you done the same ? " Pender replied, " I have killed Union traitors enough to save me."

He then gave the command, " Make ready, take AIM, FIRE. Pickens and Paden fired simultane- ously, but not at the prisoners. Pender fell pierced by two balls, and in five minutes his soul had taken its flight to the bar of God. As Pender fell he said, " D — n the traitors," and without uttering another

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word his spirit left its clay tenement. It became necessary to kill the horse, as his presence would en- danger our safety. Bryson and Birney were un- bound, and we pursued our journey rejoicing, leav- ing Pender where he fell. Without further incident of importance we reached the Union lines, and received a cordial m' el come.

Let me hear from you at your very earliest con- venience.

Yours truly,

L. V. Yarbrough, Alias, Old Pilgarlic.

Having determined to attempt an escape at all hazards, I thought it would be well to secure a companion who would undertake with me the peril- ous adventure. Two are better than one. After due deliberation, I selected Richard Malone, his piercing eye and his intellectual physiognomy led mc to believe that if he should consent to make the attempt with me, our prospect for success would be enhanced. Upon broaching the matter to him, he drew from his pocket a paper containing the proper route to pursue, mapped out clearly. A Unionist friend had covertly conveyed it to him. Gray AVal- ton was his name. For some days Malone had resolved to escape or jjerish in the attempt. With all the ardor imparted by a new born hope, we en- tered upon the formation of a plan of escape. We went out now upon every possible pretext. We i:o longer tried to avoid the guard that came to obtain

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detachments of prisoners to do servile labor. We were the first to present ourselves, our object being to reconnoitre, in order to learn where guards were stationed, so as to determine the best method of escap- ing through the town after leaving the prison, and of passing through the great army that environed us. During the day we made these observations, that two guards stationed on the western enclosure attached to the prison were very communicative and very ver- dant, that after relief they would come on duty again at midnight, that there was a building on the south side of the prison, sixteen feet distant from it, which extended beyond our prison, and beyond the enclosure in the rear of the prison in which the guards were stationed. We learned tliat the moon would set about 11 p.m., and we ascertained that there were no guards ujwn the south side of the prison during the day. I learned this by vol- unteering to go for water. Two guards accom- panied me ; as I neared the prison, having drawn the soft hat 1 was wearing down pretty well, I peered from under it and scanned the surroundings as closely as possible, observing where every vidette was stationed, and gaining by close scrutiny all possi- ble information. We learned that one of the planks in the floor was in a condition to be readily removed. The building was placed on blocks, and the planks were nailed on perpendicularly, and the ragged edges did not in some places reach the ground. Apertures were thus formed by which we hoped, if once under

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the prison, egress might be secured. We then lioped to reach the building which was about sixteen feet distant, on the south side, and by craAvling along close to it pass the enclosure on the western end of our prison in which , the guards were stationed. Troyer Anderson, and De' Grummond, Federal prisoners, assisted by Hermon Bonar, Prince Shelby, and Gaither Brechenridge, Unionists, managed to raise the plank from the floor and replace it loosely, so that it could be removed at the oj^portune moment. Benjamin Clarke came to me and said, " Take me along with you." I referred him to Malone, who re- fused. Clarke came back, and told me that Malone would not consent, and begged me to try to prevail upon Malone to agree to take him with us. Said he, " I have been tried and condemned, and should I be shot my poor wife and eight children will perish." I went to Malone and asked him to consent to take Clarke along. Said he, " No, Clarke has not nerve sufficient to face the glittering bayonet, which we may have to do, nor has he the tact necessary to make his way through tliis great army without detection. He would do something that would betray us, not intentionally, of course." As Malone Avas inexorable, I told Clarke that he and Kobinson must come half an hour after us. This they failed to do. They dared not make the attempt, which was indeed peril- ous. This was July 4, 1862. We improvised a 4th of July celebration. I was the orator of tlie day, and delivered a eulogy of our patriot fathers

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who had fought and bled to secure our country's liberty.

We may say of these noble men as was said of the cathedral builder :

The hand that rounded Peter's dome, And groined the aisles of Ancient Rome, Wrought with a sad sincerity; Himself from God he could not free. He builded better than he knew — The conscious stone to beauty grew.

Yes, fhey builded better than they knew. They erected a temple of freedom which we trust shall be lasting as time. No weapon formed against it shall prosper. In the providence of God no parricidal hand shall be permitted to succeed in overthrowing this grand edifice, this glorious temple of our coun- try's liberties. Let us endeavor to be worthy sons of these noble sires, imitate their virtues, prize the herit- age bequeathed to us by them, and preserve it unim- paired as a blessing to our posterity forever.

Breathes there a man with soul so dead. Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native laud. Whose heixrt hath ne'er within him burned; As home his footsteps he has turned From wandering on a foreign strand ? If such there be, go mark him well. For him no minstrel raptures swell. High though his titles, proud his name, Boundless his wealth as wish can claim; Despite these titles, power, and pelf. The wretih concentered all in self,

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Living, shall forfeit fair renown,

And doubly dying shall go down

To the vile dust from whence he sprung,

Unwept, unhonored, and unsung.

Perish the hand that with parricidal intent would apply the torch of the incendiary to the fair fabric erected at so great a cost by our revered ancestors.

Ah, never shall the land forget

How gushed the life-blood of the brave,

Gushed warm with hope and courage yet Upon the soil they fought to save.

Oh, is there not some chosen curse. Some hidden thunder in the store of heaven Red with uncommon wrath to blast the man Who would compass our loved country's ruin ?

A dishonored grave and a hell of torment will be the final fate of every traitor, and while he lives remorse will haunt the impious wretch.

Not sharp revenge, nor hell itself can find A fiercer torment than a guilty mind, Which, day and night, doth dreadfully accuse, Condemns the wretch, and still the charge renews.

Such be the doom of all traitors. May Jehovah, God of nations, blast all treasonable designs against the best of governments, a government founded upon justice and equity, and promotive of all the holiest interests dear to the heart of every true patriot, an3 philanthropist, and only subversive of despotic prin- ciples which would impair human rights and over- throw constitutional liberty.

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Yes, my native land, I love thee, All thy scenes I love full well. — Land of every land the pride.

It is your high prerogative and mine to be able to say, I am an American citizen.

Our glorious government will live and flourish and dispense innumerable blessings broadcast over a smil- ing land long after treason has been consigned to an infamous and gory grave.

We may not live to see this prediction verified, but " It is sweet to die for our country, "

and to know that although we perish as patriot mar- tyrs, our children and the millions yet unborn who are to come into the possession of this glorious lierit- age, will enjoy during the coming cycles of the future the perennial sweets of liberty, equality, and frater- nity. May God speed the day when the enemies of our Lord and of our country's liberty shall be over- thrown.

I see officers approaching who may not be able to appreciate and approve sentiments such as I am enunciating. Permit me, therefore, to close some- what abruptly with this sentiment :

Our Banner: Now wave in strength its pennons fair,

In peerless grandeur round Ihe world. Proclaiming far that freemen dare

Defend the right with flag unfurled-

We then sang with a will,

My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, etc,

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J. A. H. Spear, of Ellisville, 111., or Troyer An- derson, sang a patriotic song. I remember but one couplet :

AVe've lofty hills and lovely vales, And streams that roll to either sea.

It was well received. Some of the Federal pris- oners started,

Rally round the flag, boys,

Rally once again.

Shouting the battle cry of freedom.

The oifieers who had entered, now in great anger forbade any further patriotic demonstration. They carried off our flag which we had improvised, and told the guards to inform them if we disobeyed their orders.

At four o'clock p.m., our plan was fully matured. At midnight (the moon having set and the verdant guards being on duty) we would raise the plank, get under the floor, and, myself in advance, make our exit through one of the apertures upon the south side of the jail, then crawl to the building some ixteen feet distant, and thence continue crawling close to the building till we had passed the sentinels in the west- ern enclosure, then rise and make our way as cautiously as possible to a point in a corn-field in view from the prison, and where was a garment sus- pended from a fence post. The one who arrived first must await the other. A signal was agreed upon to prevent mistake. The signal was to place the arms akimbo. The countersign, taisez vous, the

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response, oui, oui, (pro.) we, we. If the guards or- dered us to halt we resolved to risk their fire, for our firm resolve was liberty or death.

As soon as the prisoners learned that I was a minis- ter, they with entire unanimity and great cordiality chose me chaplain, and I 2:)reached to them every even- ing as long as I remained with them. Night drew on apace. Thick darkness settled upon prison, camp, and town. Murky clouds o'erspread the sky and obscured the stars as we partook of our scanty allowance of corn-bread and water — foul, tepid water. I took this meal with the Federal prisoners who were tempora- rily incarcerated till after some formalities they would be sent to prison at Camp Oglethorpe, Macon, Ga., and other places. Their names were Jesse L. McHatton, Co. H, 59th III. Vols., J. A. H. Spear, Ellisville, Fulton Co., 111., Brocket and Benedict, 35th Reg. 111.' Vol. Inft., Sullivan, Howell Trog- don, of St. Louis, Mo., M. Troyer Anderson, Fos- ter; Lowery, and a German, who went by the name of Charlie, who wore a saddler's knife sewed on his coat sleeve, Wm. Soper, Co. D, 22d Reg. Ind. Vol. Inft., and DeGrummond, of Galesburg, 111. The breeches I ^vore were light coloi'ed. McHatton ex- changed a pair of brown colored for mine, so that I Diight better evade the guards.

About ten o'clock Malone raised the plank, and I went luider to reconnoitre. I remained under the floor about ten minutes, having learned that there were no guards patroling the south side of the

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prison, as we feared might be the case after night. I had learned by observation, when returning with water, that there were none during the day. Just at the noon of night we heard the relief called. Malone and I tried to find the prisoners who were to raise the plank, but not being able readily to do so we raised the plank ourselves, and both succeeded in getting under without much difficulty. Malone hav- ing gotten under first was compelled, contrary to our arrangements, to take the lead. As he was passing through the aperture he made considerable noise. I patted him upon the back to indicate silence and warn him of danger. He reached back, gave my hand a warm pressure to assure me that all was right, and passed out. I followed. I heard Malone in advance of me, but it was so dark that I could not see him. As I reached the point opposite the senti- nels in the rear, one of them, apparently on the alert, and startled by the noise, came to the side of the enclosure nearest me, and leaning over peered into the darkness. He remained a considerable time in that inquisitive attitude. I remained very quiet. At length he walked to the door and looked into the prison. I moved on as noiselessly as possible, pass- ing all the sentinels. It required great presence of mind and vigilant care to pass them without at- tracting attention or exciting their suspicion. I reached the pre-arranged place of meeting, but Ma- lone Avas nowhere to be found. I gave the pre- concerted signals, but they elicited no response.

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Some mistake had been made, and after waiting a long time I was compelled to set out alone. Not being able to rejoin my friend, I regarded as a great misfortune. He had the chart to guide us, and after reaching a point fifteen miles north-west of Tupelo he would be familiar with the topography and geography of the country. I had frequently passed through Tupelo in the cars, but knew but little of tiie country off the railroad through which I must pass. Somewhat depressed in spirits by the loss of my compagnon de voyage, I resolved to reach my family by the safest and most practicable route. I feared the hounds and the cavalry which would scour the country in search of us as soon as our es- cape became known. I was still in thcvery midst of the great rebel army, and found great difficulty in avoiding the videttes that seemed to be well-nigh omnipresent. I soon found that day was brighten- ing in the east. I felt glad to think that I was no longer in the gloomy prison. I could say with the Psalmist, " I am escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowler. The snare is broken and I am escaped. God hath delivered me out of the hand of my enemy." I looked to the east, and lo! the orb of day was peering above the horizon. I must find a place to hide. I speedily discovered a small but dense thicket amid a grove ot tupelo trees. This grove gave name to the town of Tupelo. I secreted myself as covertly as possible. A tree with low branches was near; J would ascend this if the

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hounds should discover my track. After the excite- ment and consequent mental strain, I tried to woo tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep, and had partially succeeded, when the noise and horrid din of the great encampment sounding in my ears startled me, and drove far hence the winged Somnus. Soon many soldiers passed and repassed me. I was still in the very midst of the great army, and liable to discovery at any moment. I broke off twigs and covered myself with leaves and branches of the un- derbrush surrounding me. I was within thirty yards of Old To\\ai creek, an affluent of the Tombig- bee river, or rather one of the creeks forming the Tombigbee. The soldiers had found a suitable pool for bathing, and tliey passed and repassed all day ; on one side their path or trail ran only six or eight feet distant, on the other the path was but fifteen or twenty feet distant from my lair. About nine o'clock A.M. I heard the booming of cannon all around me, proceeding from the various encampments. The passing soldiers, whose lowest tones were distinctly audible, said that the artillerists were firing salutes in honor of a great victory obtained over Ganeral Mc- Clellan in the peninsula of Virginia. According to their statements, his whole army, after a succession of losses during eight days' continuous fighting, had been completely annihilated at a place named Mal- vern, and they were quite sure that Stonewall Jack- son would be in Washington City within a week. This sad news depressed mc more by far than the 10

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thought of my own condition. The hours dragged heavily. At one time two soldiers caine within two feet of me in search of blackberries. I feared that one of them would tread upon my feet as they passed out of the copse, but he did not, although he must have missed stepping upon my feet by but a few inches. About noon, judging from the vertical rays of the sun, two soldiers sat down at the point closest to me on the nearer path. They were almost in jux- taposition. Their lowest tones were frightfully audible. One of them informed his companion that he had been in Tupelo in the morning, and that two prisoners had broke jail. They were Parson Aughey and Dick Malone. He said a big reward was offered fur bringin' 'em in dead or alive. He said : " I seed the cavalry start after 'em with two all-fired big packs of dogs. One pack went this away, and the other that away. [I supposed he indicated the direc- tions by pointing.] I'd give my wages fur six month to ketch ary one of 'em. Think uv the honor uv it, Jim, to ketch 'em afore the dogs and cavalry did. Ole Bragg wouldn't stop at a cool thousand or two. 01^ Jurdan he were bad flustered. He was a cavortin' aroun' hollerin' out his orders at the top uv his voice, jest a makin' the air blue with his eussin'. I wouldn't be in thena prison gards' place for no money. I seed them officers put the irons on 'em, an' they took 'em in ter that same jail thet the tories bed got out on."

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fur you to talk about them fellers. I'll bet they's sharp an' they's safe a hidin' with sum of thar tory friends hours ago. I'll bet they aint two miles from town. Jack, you know the Clines an' Kaverners, they'd die ter save a Union man. They hid Jake Broome a month, an' your own cousin Tillie Jack, she carried -him grub till the Union fellers got the thing fixt up an' sent him off ter the Yankees — Bill Hawkins a giden' a squad of em'.

"Well," said the other, "them dogs'll kum up with 'em if they hev haf a chance, an' they'll never make it to the Yankee lines, sure as my name's Jim Billick."

Soon one of them arose and struck a bush almost above my head. I thought that he had discovered me and was about to rise and run, when I heard him say to his comrade, " Bill, that was the biggest snake I've seen lately, a regular water moccasin, but it got off inter the bushes. I reckin' it's makin' fur the creek, kase they don't git far from water."

I began to feel somewhat uncomfortably situated when I learned that I was in close proximity to a large and poisonous snake, but I would have much preferred meeting an anaconda, boa constrictor, or even the deadly cobra di capello, rather than those vile secessionists, thirsting for innocent blood. They, too, passed on and left me to gloomy rumination. Presently a large number coming from the creek Were about to enter this thicket in quest of berries, when one of their number swore that there Avere no

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berries in that thicket. He had been there last even- ing with a crowd and cleaned them out feetotally. He then took them to a place where he said there were plenty of berries, much to my relief. I thought this 5th of July was the longest day I had ever known. The sun was so long in reaching the zenith, and so long in passing down the steep ecliptic way to the Occident.- But as all days, however long seem- ingly, come to an end, so did this. The stars came glittering one by one. I soon recognized that old, staunch, and immovable friend of all travelers on the underground railway, the polar star. Rising from my lair, I was soon homeward bound, .guided by the north star and an oriental constellation. Plunging into a dense wood, I found my rapid ad- vance impeded by the undergrowth, and had great difficulty in following my heavenly guides, as the overarching boughs of the great oaks rendered them invisible or dimly seen. I came to the creek — Old Town creek. At that place it was deep and wide. I found a place where a fallen tree partly spanned it. I walked on the trunk till I nearly reached its ter- minus, then I ran and jumped as far as I could. \ alighted near the further shore, in water only up to my arm-pits. ■ I speedily reached the dry ground an5. hastened onward. The water quenched my rag- ing thirst, but I was very hungry, tired, and sleepy. I at length lay down at the foot of a large water-oak, resolving to take only a nap, and then rise and pur- sue ray journey. When I awoke the sun was rising.

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I arose full of regret for the loss of so much precious time. Though somewhat refreshed by my sound sleep, my hunger was almost unendurable, and I was famishing from thirst. At length I descried a small log house by a roadside. In the distance I could see tents. Feeling sick and faint, I resolved to go to the house to obtain water, and if I liked the appearance of the inmates, reveal my condition and ask for aid. I never had much difficulty in discerning between a Unionist and secessionist family. The' bile and bitter- ness of the rabid secessionist was patent, and readily revealed his true character. He gloried in making his proclivities known. TheUnionist was ordina- rily reticent, unless he was playing the role of a secessionist, and even then his theatrical performance was transparent to one who had himself found it necessary upon occasion to assume that guise, or to one who had mingled with both classes and had stud- ied their idiosyncrasies.

I went to the door of the log edifice and knocked. A gruff voice said, "Come." I entered, but a glance revealed to me the character of the proprietor. I did not like his ph3'siognomy. He looked the villain. A sinister expression, a countenance revealing no intellectuality except a sort of low cunning, bore testi- mony that it would be the extreme of folly to repose confidence in the possessor of such villainous looks. I asked for water, intending to drink and leave liis rude domicile. He pointed to the bucket without speaking. A gourd dipper was floating upon the

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surface of the water which filled it. I drank and bade him good-bye, and took my departure, glad to escape so easily. I had proceeded but a few steps when I heard the command, halt ! uttered in a sten- torian tone. Upon looking backward I saw two soldiers within a few stej)s. One was presenting a double-barreled gun, the other was heavily armed, I asked the soldier who had given the command by what authority he halted me, to which he replied, " I knoAV you, sir, I have heard you preach frequently, you are Parson Aughey, and you were arrested and lodged in prison at Tupelo. I was in Col. Mark Lowrey's regiment yesterday, and learned th^t you had broken jail, and now, sir, you must return. My name is Dan Barnes. You may have beard of me." I had indeed heard of him. His father had held the office of postmaster. His son had systematically robbed the mail, and for a long time eluded detection. A detective, at length, through a decoy letter, dis- covered his guilt. When he was arrested the letter with its contents was found upon his person. While being conveyed to prison he escaped from the officer, fled to Napoleon or Helena, Arkansas — was followed, brought back, and incarcerated iu jail at Pontotoc. As the evidence against him was positive and admit- ted no doubt of his guilt, he would have been con- victed and sent to the penitentiary, but fortunately for this criminal, at this juncture Mississippi seceded. The jurisdiction of the Federal authorities was re- garded at an end — a nolle 'prosequi Avas entered in the

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case of Barnes, and he was liberated and soon after joined the Confederate army.

Soon Barnes came^to me and said, "Parson, I feel sorry for you, I can sympathize with you for I was once in a tight place myself, and would have been much pleased to have found a friend to lend a help- ing hand. Now, if you will pay me a reasonable sum I will afford you an opportunity of escaping." I distrusted Barnes' sincerity, but could not make the matter worse by accepting his proffered aid. He named two hundred and fifty dollars as the reason- able sum to secure his connivance at my escape. I proffered two hundred and forty dollars. It was ac- cepted, and I paid it over to him. When he had secured the money, he said, with a sardonic laugh, "I was just playing off on you. You must go back to prison. I have no sympathy for d — d torios, and wish they were all in h — 1." They then brought me into the presence of General Jordan, whose head- quarters were still at the place where I had the mis- fortune to meet him at first. The proprietor of the log cabin was named David Hough. He accompa- nied Barnes and Eph. Hennon, as they returned me to the rebel authorities. Barnes proclaimed, as he passed through the camps, his good fortune, and re- ceived the congratulation of the soldiers. He re- ceived everywhere an ovation. It was a sort of tri- umphal march, which he enjoyed greatly.

I became the cynosure of all eyes. As Barnes would stop and recount his heroic and marvelous ex-

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ploit in arresting me, the soldiers would crowd ai'ound me, gazing and hurling at me a torrent of questions. They wanted me to tell them where Malone was, and assured me that old Bragg would be d — d glad to see me. After running this gauntlet for hours, I Avas ushered into the august jiresenoe of Gen. Jordan. He said, "Where is Malone?" I told him that I did not know — that I had not seen him after I had left the prison. He refused to credit any of my state- ments. He told me that Malone would soon be brought in, dead or alive. He could not evade the hounds and the cavalry. He hoped to heaven that they might catch him speedily, that we might die to- gether. He then ordered a guard to conduct me to a blacksmith's shop. He ordei-ed the blacksmith to forge fetters — bands and chain — so large and strong that I might be so securely manacled as to prevent the least possibility of my giving them the slip till I had expiated my crimes upon the gallows. The blacksmith was ordered to put the bands on while red hot, and my boots were burnt in the process of ironing. It was quite painful, though the blacksmith was as gentle as possible. Gen. Jordan stood by with drawn sword, superintending tiie execution of his order.

The blacksmith said, " Taisez vous." I replied, " Old, Old." He gave me his name, and embraced every opportunity of offering a word of comfort. He was a Unionist. He asked Gen. Jordan to allow me to go to his "house and get something to eat, but

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his request was arrogantly refused. I think his name was Monday or Friday. I remember that it was the name of one of the days of the week. I thus associated it in my mind at the time. He told Gen. Jordan that he had never manacled a man, and was averse to obeying such an order. The General told him to go to work at once, or go to prison. The blacksmith only obeyed upon compulsion.

" Iron him securely, securely, sir" was the General's oft repeated order. The ironing caused me much pain, my ankles being long discolored from the effects. By wearing shackles so long, ulcers were formed which liave left life-long scars. After I was secured by these manacles, they aiBsisted me to re- mount the horse. I was compelled to ride sidewise. The irons prevented me from riding astride. I told Gen. Jordan that I had been told that iron had be- come scarce in the Southern Confederacy, but that he had given me an abundant supply. I was conducted under guard to Tupelo. Upon my arrival the provost marshal and commander of the post were much rejoiced to see me. They became hilarious. Barnes, in grandiloquent style, stated that I had attempted to bribe him, that he had listened to my proposition with indignation, and when he had got- ten the money did what he regarded was his duty. The commander replied that all of the property of traitors was theirs, and commended Barnes for de- ceiving me after he had secured the bribe. He also recommended Barnes for promotion for his heroic

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and patriotic act in arresting me, and for his incor- ruptible integrity.

The provost marshal said to me : " Why did you attempt to leave us? "

" Because, sir, your prison was so filthy, your fare so meagre and unwholesome, and your treatment so harsh, cruel, and vindictive, that I could not long en- dure it and survive."

"Parson, you know the bible says, 'the wicked flee when no man pursueth, but the righteous are as bold as a lion.' You must have been guilty of crime or you would not have attempted to escape."

" I confess to the truth of some of the charges made against me, and yet hold that I am innocent of any crime against God or man for which I am amenable to the state or Confederate states. As to pursuit, I think two companies of cavalry with blood-hounds would indicate quite vigorous pursuit."

" You shall never be remanded to the prison vou left; rest assured of that. Did any of the prisoners know of or aid you in your escape ? "

" No, sir, none of them knew anything about it."

" Are you telling the truth ? "

"lam."

"Where is Malone?"

"I know not. I never saw him after I left the prison."

" Pie cannot escape. He will he brought in, dead or alive. Why did you attempt to bribe Dan Barnes ? "

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" It was his own offer. I knew that his cupidity was great, and thought it no harm to accept his proffered venal aid. If Barnes had his deserts, he would now be immured in the penitentiary at hard labor."

" Did the jury that tried him acquit him ? "

" No, the secession of Mississippi alone saved him. I refer you to Col. Tison. He, being marshal of North Mississippi, arrested Barnes. He found on his, person the evidence of his guilt — ^the money and drafts stolen when he robbed the mail."

I might say here, that after this Barnes was in company with several soldiers, boon companions of his. One of them, named Maness, said to Barnesi in reply to some fanciful story that he had been tell- ing, " Now, Dan, you know that that is a lie." Dan, in anger, said, " If you repeat that I will shoot you." Maness replied, "We all know it isn't true." Barnes immediately shot Maness, and then fled to Chepultepec, Alabama. Was pursued, overtaken, and arrested. On their return, near the place where Barnes had shot Maness, near Paden's mills, the guard, three of whom were brothers of the murdered man, held a consultation, which resulted in a decision to inflict summary punishment upon the murderer. He had escaped the penalty due his crime in robbing the mail, and they feared that if they returned him to the army he might escape merited punishment. They compelled him to dig his own grave, and then they hanged him and buried him in the grave he had

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dug. His doom was just, and no tears were shed over his tragic fate.

Some of the general officers entered the provost marshal's office. After a short consultation, one of them, approaching me, said, "You will be shot within an hour. If you have any message for your friends you may write it, and I will see to its delivery."

I wrote thus :

Tupelo, Miss., July 7, 1863.

My Dear Wife — I must die within an hour, so General Bragg has this moment informed me. This is the last letter you will ever receive from me. I die because I have pursued unswervingly what I re- garded as my duty to my God and my country. I would not, even for the consideration of long life and the endearments of a happy home, prove recreant to duty and swerve from fidelity to a government that has never infringed my rights of person or property.

To the kind protecting care of a covenant-keeping God I commit you and our dear Kate and the un- born babe, whose face in this world I will never see. God has promised to be the husband of the widow and the father of the fatherless, and he is faithful who has promised. I die at the hands of cruel, im- placable, and vindictive men, my om'u and my country's enemies. This is the hour and power oi darkness, but it is my time to die. My hour has come. It is appointed unto man once .o die. Of man the scriptures say, his days are determined, the

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number of liis months is with thee. There is an appointed bound that he cannot pass. The wicked go when their cup of iniquity is full, the righteous when they have fulfilled the mission appointed them by Jehovah. Our Savior was slain by wicked men car- rying out according to the freedom of their own will their own murderous purpose, as Peter declared at Pen- tecost, Him being delivered by the determinate coun- sel and foreknowledge of God, ye have taken and by wicked hands have crucified and slain. Kiss our darling Kate for me. I have no fear of death. I go trusting in Jesus. We will meet beyond the river. Farewell, a long farewell. Your affectionate husband,

John H. Aughey.

I wrote within the lines an occasional word in phonography, which read thus : Inform Generals Nelson and Rosecrans of my re-arrest and my sad fate.

I was then placed under guard and conducted to a small room in a hotel till preparations might be made for my death by shooting. Two guards re- mained in the room with their guns with bayonets fixed, with strict orders to shoot or bayonet me if I made the least show of an attempt at escape. There were two guards also stationed just outside the door, with the same orders, to be enforced if necessary.

I remained in this room an hour or more, suppos- ing that as soon as the necessary arrangements for my execution were completed I would be led to death.

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After a time orders came and I was marched into the presence of the officers. General Bragg said, " We have concluded to hang you."

I replied, "I deprecate that mode of execution. Do please shoot me."

He then said, " You will also have a trial, and if it results in conviction, of which there is no doubt, you will be hanged in the presence of the army."

The guards were then ordered to take charge of me. My chain was so short that I could only step about ten inches. I could just set my heel in step- ping even with the toe of the opposite foot. They brought me to the same old prison. When I en- tered it, my old friends, the true, tried, and trusted prisoners who still survived, crowded around me. Captain Bruce addressed me in his facetious manner. In prison his wit had beguiled many a tedious hour. His humor was the pure Attic salt.

"Parson Aughey, you are welcome back to my

hotel, though you have played us rather a scurvy

■ trick in leaving without giving me or any of us

the least inkling of your intention^ or settling your

bill."

I replied, "Captain, it was hardly right, but I did not like your fare, and your hotel was sadly infested with chinches, chiggers, ticks, and graybacks."

" Well, you do not seem to have fared better since you left, for you have returned."

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themselves have no scruples in enforcing it upon others.

' No rogne e'er felt the halter draw

'With good opinion of the law,'

is an old saw, and the truth of proverbs is seldom affected by the lapse of time. I am your guest by compulsion, but remember I will leave you upon the first opportunity."

Upon hearing this statement, an officer present, named Cecil Hindman, with a bitter imprecation, said that Avhen I next crossed the threshold of that building it would be to go to cross the railroad to the place of execution.

The prisoners gathered around me upon the exit of the officers, and I related to them my adventures. They then informed me of what had occurred during my absence. At roll call the next morning we were missed. Clarke was taken out to guide a company in search of yon. The guards on duty during the night were put under arrest. Your method of escape was speedily discovered and the guards were released, as they were not at fault. The floor was spiked down, the guards increased in number, and greater vigilance enjoined. The prisoners were questioned as to whether they knew of your escape or had in any way contributed to effect it. We all positively denied any knowledge of or complicity in the escape. They asked me if I had given the officers any infor- mation about their knowledge ot our designs and co-operation in effecting them. I told them that I

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had i^ositively denied that any except INIalone and myself were privy to our plans. AYas this right? Is falsehood ever justifiable?

If I had revealed the aid received from ray fellow- prisoners they would have been severely punished, perhajjs some of them capitally, at once. And my fellow-prisoners would have regarded me as a base ingrate, and would not a second time, as they did, have risked their lives to set me free and save my life. We ought to speak every man truth to his neighbor, but those secessionists, thirsting for innocent blood, were in no true sense our neighbors, though too near neighbors, in regard to physical proximity, for our welfare. In order to save life we may take life, and may we not deceive by words, and be guilt- less, those who would use their knowledge to destroy the innocent? I asked Benjamin Clarke, when he was remanded to prison, to give us the particulars of the pursuit of Malone and myself by the cavalry and blood-hounds, to which request he assented.

BENJAMIN Clarke's story.

"You were not missed till roll-call in the morning. Your name was the first on the roll. This man [lay- ing his hand on the shoulder of a prisoner] is a great, mimic. When he tries he can beat a mocking bird. He can mimic any man's voice. He can call up any animal or bird when he wants to shoot it. This man, Will Croghan's his name, simg out, 'Here.' Some of us that knowed you was gone looked round, thinkin'

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it was your voice. Wiien tliey got to Malone's name, Jim Benton sung out present, but he wasn't no mimic, and the officer called out agin, Dick Malone, an' nobody answered. He then stopped calling the roll and sent out an orderly. It wasn't long till old Bragg, Hardee, and some other officers come into the prison in a hurry. The officer commenced calling the roll agin. Croghan was afeard to chirp, an' they found that you and Malone was gone. Bragg stormed round a spell, and afore long I was sent for. They told me to mount a horse a nigger was holdin'. I done so, and we all started off. They told me to guide them straight to Paden's mill. We had twenty- five cavalry men and forty dogs. They started with that many, seein' they might have to separate to fol- low different trails. How the hounds did howl and yelp. To give you a chance, I took 'em round by Bull Mountain, up one hill an' down the same, an' up another. They wanted to find some of your cloze in the prison to let the dogs git a scent. I thought Alex. Spear, that Federal prisoner from Ellisville, Illinois, an.' you had traded pants, so you could git a dark pair so as to git by the guards, but they wazent none the wizer for me knowin' that. Well, nigh on to 4 o'clock in the evenin' we struck a trail. The hounds follered it lively. I waz awful feared it waz yourn, still I thought you wouldent be sich a fool as to go off on a straight shoot for Fulton, where they took us on our way here, an' where all the roads waz picketed. The trail was fresh, and the hounds got 11

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about a mile aliead. All at once we knowed they had treed their game, an' agin I jist trembled in my boots for fear it waz you. AVe loped along as fast as we could, but the ground got swampy an' the bushes waz thick, an' drekly we knowed the dogs hed come up with some big varmint, an' it was givia 'em bat- tle, and they waz gittin' the wust of the skrimmage. We hed an awful time to git through the chaparral, an' we had to go out of our way a long trip to git round a sloo. But when we did come up with the dogs they hed killed an awful big bar. But afore he knocked under he'd got his work in on the dogs, an' you may never b'leve me agin ef there wazzent four- teen dogs lyin' dead as herrin's an' some more com- pletely uzed up. The best sentin' hound waz lyin' close to the ded bar, and the bar's jaws was clozed on one of his hind legs like a vise. We got his jaws loose, but the dog's leg waz mashed into a jelly, an' we hed to shoot him to put him out of hiz mizery. Well, these cavalry fellows swore they wazzent goin' to leave till they hed tried some of the bar steaks. They drug the carcass of the bar half a mile to a hummock, an' rolled up logs till they hed made a big log-heap, then sot it on iire, skinned the bar, sliced off the nice steaks, an' jist enjoyed themselves. 'Fotc this waz done it waz very dark, an' the cap'n in charge of the squad sed he reckoned they'd best go inter camp fer the night. 'Twazent fur from Fulton. 'Bout midnight ten of these fellers stole off to go to Madam Dunderberg's, in Fulton. She kep a bagnio

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on the edge of town. They got into a row with some roughs that waz there an' hed monopolized all the girls, and Bill Snediker and Jo Rucker was killed, an' Nath Downs waz hurt bad-. They had a tough time gitten back. The cap'n hed to leave Downs at a settler's cabin, an' sent the settler fer a doctor, but before the doctor kum Downs hed gone wher they don't need no doctors, fur as we know. Well, 'twas nigh about noon, an' the cap'n said we'd bury Downs decent afore we left, so we hed dinner fust of 'n the bar, then we dug a grave 'en buried Downs with the honors of war. I thought about escapin', but there wazent the ghost of a chance. The dogs was allowed to tackle the bar, an' there wazent much of bruin, as the cap'n called him, left after they had done satisfied their appetites. The cap'n, Hindman I think waz. his name, was purty bad flustered. He'd give me his compass, an' I, hopin' to escape, pertended I'd dropped it accidental in the swamp. The cap'n waz mad as blazes, an' swore wus than old Van Dorn when he foun' out the parson and Malone hed broke jail. He told me I must git them to Paden's mill agin night, or he'd tie me up by the thumbs. I told him that was onpossible. He said onpossible or not it must be did. Well, we started off, bearin' north- east. We passed right by my house. I said, "Cap'n les make some inquiries here." We pulled up before the door, it opened an' my wife an' children come to to the door. I got down of'n the horse an' they all gathered about me like so many bees. Lilly May,

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the baby, nestled her head in my bosom. Jim said, ' Pa, we've been Avorkin' like beavers since you waz taken away from us. You'll find the crops all right. Ma helped us, too.' Just then the cap'n ordered me to mount my horse. ' Oh, pa,' the children shouted, 'Ain't you come home to stay?' but the cap'n hur- ried on, and the last sight I had of my wife and babes they waz all weepin' as ef their hearts would break, an' its the last sight of 'em I ever expect to have in this world.

He stopped to weep and we all wept in sympathy with him. "When we got to Mackey's creek," he con- tinued, "near Paden's mill, we camped fur the night. Next mornin', bright an' early, we rode up to Mr. Paden's. The cap'n told Mr. Paden he had a dis- agreeable duty to perform. He had been ordered to search his premises for a prisoner — a son-in-law of hizzen that bed broke jail at Tupelo. Mr. Paden said he might search, but they would find no one. They searched the house upstairs and down, then sent a squad to the negro quarters, another to the mills, but their errand waz a bootless one.

Again he stopped to weep, we all wept with him. Saying, " Excuse me I could not help it," he contin- ued : "Your wife sat on the sofa in the parlor, pale as death. Before we left she came to the door and looked at the hounds and listened to their howling. Her hands were clasped together. Once I saw her lips move. I thought she was praying. I stood near her, but I did not hear her speak. I think she

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couldeat speak for sorrow. Oh, how my heart bled for her, an' how much I wanted to tell her that I believed you waz safe in the Federal lines, but I could not git a chance to do so without notice. I got a chance to say to her father, I believed you waz safe in Rienzi by this time, an' I told him to tell his daughter so, which I haint no doubt but what he did. We left an' come back in a hurry. The other com- pany that went due north got back about the time we did. A squad of them reported that they caught Malone, but that he got away from them at a house where they went to git water. They fired on him, and have no doubt that they wounded him bad, an' think he never could make the Federal lines. Our cap'n told everybody he met that a big reward was offered fur you, an' described you the best he could, an' stuck up notices describing you an' offering a re- ward- fur catchin' you. When they got back they put me back in prison, an' I waz very sorry to see you here. Well, we'll have a chance now to go to heaven together. I reckon there aint much show fur either of us."

M. T. Anderson said, " If I am ever exchanged I'll publish this from one end of the Korth to the other. I'll tell of the heroic endurance of the south- ern loyalists who prefer death to dishonor, who pre- fer an ignominious death to the guilt of treason against the best government the sun shines upon."

I approached a prisoner who was heavily fettered. Both hands and feet were bound with iron bands,

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and he was chained to the floor, the chain being fastened to a bolt. I learned that he was a Minor- can. I said, " You are a Minorcau, I learn." He replied, " I have that honor, sir." After confidence had been established between us, he gave me his his- tory, thus :

" My name is Louis LasCassas Lornette. My father is a native of the island of Minorca. He re- moved with his family and a large number of Minorcans to a town on the St. John's river, Florida, in the year 1826. There I was born May 8, 1828. My mother gave birth to triplets — all boys — Louis, Pierre, and Philippe. We always dressed alike, and bore a striking resemblance to each other. We were devotedly attached to each other and were inseparable companions. We became mighty hun- ters before the Lord, We pursued this vocation con amore, and the founder of Nineveh himself, the re- nowned Nimrod, could not have been more successful than we. At length the tocsin of war sounded — civil war. We had all attended the academy of a professor named Nathan Hale, of the state of Ver- mont. He was a great admirer of the great statesman, Daniel Webster. He had a copy of his speeches which we were permitted to read. We admired them much, especially his debate with Hayne, Cal- houn, and others in the U. S. senate in regard to the right of a state to nullify the laws of tiie national government, or to secede from the Union. We thought those statesmen were like pigmies in the

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hands of a giant. When the war came, and we were told that the government must be disrupted in the interest of human slavery, my brothers and I resolved, come weal or come woe, we would never, never be guilty of treason to subserve an institution we de- tested. Our parents had taught us to hate slavery with a perfect hatred. Many a poor hunted fugitive have we protected, and taught him how to defend himself from the terrible Siberian blood-hound. \Ve had never entertained for a moment the idea that we ourselves would ever be the object of pursuit bj- these same horrible dogs. One night a company of cav- alry surrounded our father's house, during a re-union of his family. We three brothers were seized, bound, and after various vicissitudes were placed in prison in New Orleans, La., on the charge of treason against the Confederate States of America. AVe were tried and condemned to be shot. They then offered us a pardon on condition that we would enlist in the Confederate army. They gave us one week's respite for consideration. We Avere permitted to occupy the same cell in prison. We debated the matter, pro and con. At first we thought it best to send in our decis- ion in the negative at once. Pierre reasoned in this way : ' Would it not be well to accept their terms, take the oath, enter the army, and at the first favor- able opportunity desert and make our way to the Federal lines.' ' But what about the oath ? ' said Philippe. 'An oath exacted under such circum- stances is much more honored in the breach than in

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the observance/ replied his brother. In a moment of weakness we sent in an affirmative answer. We begged to be permitted to enter the same regiment and the same company. This request was denied. We were mustered in in different regiments, and thus separated widely. I was put in a Mississippi regi- ment. I deserted, hoping to reach the Federal lines. A company of cavalry, with a pack of fierce Siberian blood-hounds were sent out in search of me. I came to a planter's quarters. The colored people and I searched all one day, thus losing much precious time, to find some herbs with which I could have compounded a subtle poison, and by means of pieces of meat saturated with it, I could have destroyed a large pack of hounds. But we could not pro- cure the herbs. They are indigenous to . a low, swampy country. They abound in the everglades of Florida. The colored people furnished me with cayenne pepper, onions, and matches, and I felt comparatively safe. But one day I heard a j^ack of hounds behind me. I used every ruse and stratagem I could devise, but just as I felt assured that the trail was broken a company who had gone north in search of you, while returning, came upon me and'ordered me to come down from the tree in which I had taken refuge, and here I am."

" What will be your fate? " I asked.

He replied, " They have discovered the regiment to which I belonged, and I am condemned to death by shooting."

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About 11 o'clock A.M., Col. Gustave Feuillevert came into the prison. He was a planter, a slave- holder, and a friend of General Sterling Price. He was of French ancestry. Had formerly lived in Florida, and was an uncle of Louis Lornette, the prisoner. He recognized him at once, as Louis a few years before had visited his uncle and spent the sum- mer with him. Col. Feuillevert, who was an ultra- secessionistj tried to induce some of the prisoners to promise to enlist in his regiment in case he secured their release upon that condition. He was not success- fiil in a single instance. He then approached his nephew, Louis, who was sitting alone in the corner of the prison, and informed him that his brothers, Philippe and Pierre, were at his house in hiding. He said they had deserted from Florida regiments, and af- ter many remarkable adventures had reached his house in as ragged and forlorn a condition as it was possible for men to be found. He detested their treason, but their aunt would save them at the peril of her life, and although he would not betray them he felt sorry and angry at their obstinacy. The colonel urged his nephew to abjure his allegiance to a government that made war upon the institutions of the South and re- fused to keep faith with the Southern states, and had measurably nullified the provisions of the fugitive slave law ; but all in vain, Louis refused to swerve from his loyalty. The colonel bade his nephew adieu, and departed. The day of Louis' execution dawned. I conversed with him, prayed with him,

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took his last messages to wife and children, promis- ing that if I survived the horrors of this prison I would faithfully deliver them, but of this I had lit- tle hope. Louis told me it was clear to his mind that God in Plis providence had sent me to this prison for such a time as this. Those appointed to die needed the presence of one who could point them to the Savior, and, as a humble instrument in the hand of God, prepare them for a dying hour. It was a source of poignant regret that he had, even for the hope of escape, taken the oath of allegiance to the Confederate States of America. His oath of allegi- ance to the state of Florida he thought was right and proper, as he understood it.

At noon the guards brought in a prisoner who had voluntarily surrendered himself, declaring that he was Louis Las Cassas Lornette and desired to rejoin his regiment. When confronted with the condemned Louis, they bore such a striking resemblance to each other that the officers were puzzled. Gen. Bragg would be absent from Tupelo for a few days, and Gen. Sterling Price, to whom the case was referred, granted a respite till Gen, Bragg's return. Each prisoner insisted that he was Louis Las Cassas Lor- nette, and refused to recognize the other. The offi- cers took the matter under advisement, and thought it best to send the two prisoners to Gen. Bragg for his decision. Should they fail to carry out Gen. Bragg's orders promptly they feared the conse- quences. A regiment was detailed for this purpose.

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They went via Paden's Mills. Here they met a reg- iment of Federal cavalry ; a skirmish ensued, several were killed, and their bodies lie buried in Mr. Paden's orchard. The Confederates fled and were pursued four miles. They left their prisoners in the hands of the Federals.

So Louis and Pierre still live to tell their children the trials and persecutions of the Southern loyalists. Philippe soon rejoined them in the North, and enlist- ing in the same regiment, they served faithfully till the close of the war. Philippe died May 8, 1866, of a wound received in the engagement which resulted in the capture of Fort Fisher. Not till the war was ended did their families rejoin them. Louis' and Pierre's and Philippe's families are citizens of Cali- fornia. Pierre had resolved to save his brother or perish with him. The affection of Damon and Pythias could not have been stronger. A kind Providence crowned the scheme to save his brother Louis with abundant success, and these elderly vet- erans, still as much alike as in their youth, save the scar of a sabre thrust which laid open the cheek of Louis, are still fighting their battles over at the urgent solicitation of their children and their grand-children and neighbors.

These brothers are still soldiers, faithful soldiers of the Cross. Louis dates his conversion from the time of his incarceration in Tupelo, and when he writes to me addresses me as his spiritual father, and speaks of himself as my son in the gospel, begotten

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in my bonds. Pierre and Philippe united with the regimental church at Beaufort, North Carolina, brought to Jesus by their brother Louis, and their Christian graces rapidly developed under the faithful ministrations of that godly pastor, Chaplain LaSalle Coligny, of Huguenot ancestry.

We are living, we are dwelling,

In a grand and awful time, In an age on ages telling,

To be living is sublime.

After being remanded to prison, I felt that my condition was utterly hopeless. For a time, as often as I approached the door, the guards would order me back. I preached to my fellow-prisoners every evening. The best possible order was maintained, as they stood or sat upon the floor and listened to the words of eternal life. A deep seriousness prevailed, and many believed, to the salvation of their souls. The songs of Zion resounded through the prison house, and a great concourse of soldiers assembled outside the guards in front of both doors. Several officers saw fit to come in during divine service. Some of them behaved decorously, but on one or two occasions, officers who neither feared God nor re- garded man, nor the proprieties becoming gentlemen, interrupted the services by talking in a loud and in- sulting tone, and asking me how I liked my jewelry, pointing to my fetters. The prisoners protested against their rude and ungentlemanly conduct, but without effect; they sent a remonstrance to the com-

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mander of the post, but he treated it with silent contempt.

We were a motley assemblage. AH the southei-n states and every prominent religious denomination had representatives among us. The youth in his nonage, and the gray-haired and very aged man were there. The learned and the illiterate, the superior and the subordinate were with us. The descendants of Shem, Ham, and Japheth, were here on the same common level, for in our prison were Afric's dark- browed sons, the descendants of Pocahontas, and the pure Caucasian. Death is said to be the great leveler ; the dungeon at Tupelo was a great leveler. A fel- low feeling made us wondrous kind ; none ate his morsel alone, and a deep and abiding sympathy for each other's woes pervaded every' bosom. When our fellow-prisoners were called to die, and were led through our midst with pallid brows and agony de- picted upon their countenances, our heartfelt expres- sions of sorrow and commiseration were not loud (through fear) but deep.

An officer entered. My name was called. I arose from the floor on which I had been reclining. I recognized him as my old friend, Col. H. W. Walter, of Holly Springs, Miss. After the ordinary saluta- tions, he informed me that he was judge advocate of this army, and that he came to inform me of the day appointed for my trial, and to learn whether I wished to summon any witnesses, and whom. I gave him the names and addresses of several wit-

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nesses, but he refused to send for them, upon the plea that they lived too near the Federal lines. I replied that the cavalry that had gone in pursuit of me had visited those localities.

He then asked me what I wished to prove by those witnesses. I replied that I wished to prove that the specifications under the charge of enacting the spy are false ; that Ferdinand Woodruff is a man of no moral worth; that Barnes is a mail-robber, and therefore not a competent nor veracious witness.

"Your own admissions," said the colonel, "are sufficient to cause you to lose your life. Both charges against you will be fully established. The testimony as to your guilt is clear and positive." He then read the charges and specifications :

"First charge. — Treason.

" First specification. — That Kev. John H. Aughey, a citizen of the state of Mississippi, and of the Con- federate States of America, stated to a member of Hill's cavalry, that if McClellan were defeated the North could raise a much larger army in a short time ; that the North would eventually conquer the South, and that he was a Unionist — this for the pur- pose of giving aid and comfort to the enemy.

" Second specification. — That when said Aughey was requested to take the oath of allegiance to the Confederate States of America, he refused, giving as a reason that England and France and himself had not as yet recognized the Southern Confederacy; stating also that he had voluntarily taken the oath

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of allegiance to the United States government, which he regarded as binding — this in North Mississippi.

"Third specification. — That said Rev. John H. Aughey was acting as a Federal agent in the pur- chase of cotton, and that he had received a large sum of gold from the United States government to pay for the cotton purchased.

" Second charge. — Enacting the spy.

" That said Aughey, while a citizen of the Con- federate States, repeatedly came into our lines for the purpose of obtaining information for the benefit of the enemy, and that he passed through the lines of the enemy at will, holding an unlimited pass from Gen. Wm. Nelson, of the Federal army, granting that privilege — this in the vicinity of Corinth, Mississippi, in '61-2.

" Witnesses — Wallace, Ferdinand Woodruff, J. B. Coyner, Daniel Barnes, David Hough, — . Williams, and J. E. Simonson."

I demanded a copy of these charges, which Col. Walter promised to furnish. He kindly bade me good-bye, and left the prison.

About 3 o'clock in the afternoon, I approached two prisoners who were heavily ironed. They were handcuffed, had bands and chains upon their ankles, similar to mine, and were also chained together and to a bolt in the floor. I inquired for what offence they were incarcerated. The prisoner whom I ad- dressed was a tall gentleman with a very intellectual expression of countenance and of prepossessing man- ners. He was pale and sad.

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" We are charged with desertion."

"Did you desert?"

" I enlisted in the Confederate service for twelve months. At the expiration of my term of service I asked permission to return home, stating that I had learned from a trustworthy source that my family were suffering from a lack of the necessaries of life; that they lived in Tennessee, which is occupied by Federal troops. Confederate money there has no purchasing power, not being worth the paper on which it is printed ; that I desired to relieve my family from their distress, and as my term of service had expired, I demanded my discharge. This they refused, stating that the Confederate congress had passed a law requiring all soldiers who had enlisted for any term, however short, to be held to service during the war, and that all who left before its close would be 'considered guilty of desertion, and if arrested would be shot. Regarding the law as a tyrannical enactment, and of no binding force, I at- tempted to return to my family, but was arrested and committed to this prison."

"What will be your fate?"

" I don't know, but fear the worst. At our trial Gen. Bragg said some salutary examples must be made to deter soldiers from deserting, or the army would waste away as snow before the bright beams of the vernal sun. His bile and bitterness over- flowed in acrimonious invectives."

The other prisoner's statement was a perfect coun- terpart of his comrade's.

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The first was named Melville Baillie, of Raleigh, Tennessee, and the other Polk Childress, of Hickory Wythe, Teun. Their friend. Parley Van Horn, of Colliersville, Tenn., they left sick at the home of his cousin, Felix Grundy Ayres, in Byhalia, Miss., who thus escaped. I left them and walked to the oppo- site side of the prison, when I observed a file of sol- diers drawn up in fi-ont of the prison. Two officers entered, and walking up to the prisoners with whom I had just been conversing, unfastened their chains, and ordered them to follow. As the officers passed Ca^jt. Bruce, he asked, " What are you going to do with these men ? " " Going to shoot them," was the reply. They then showed him the warrant for their execution, having written across it in red letters, " condemned to death." When the prisoners reached the door, the file of soldiers separated, received the prisoners into the space in their midst, marched them across the railroad, and shot them.

Thus was perpetrated an act of cruel tyranny that cries loudly to heaven for vengeance. T\vo families, helpless and destitute, were thus each deprived of its head, upon whom they were dependent for support, and abandoned to the cold charity of a selfish world. The wages earned by a year's service in behalf of the wicked, cruel, and vindictive Confederate states, was an ignominious death and a dishonored grave. The widow and the fatherless cry to heaven for ven- geance, and their cries have entered into the ears of the Lord of Sabaoth. •

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The judge advocate of the army, Col, H. W. Walter, returned to the prison and called my name. I speedily confronted him. He brought a copy of the charges preferred against me.

He said : " My wife feels a deep interest in you. She is very anxious in some way to secure your acquittal. I received a letter from her to-day, a por- tion of which I will read you : ' Mr. Aughey's many friends in Holly Springs, and I am of the number, earnestly request you to do all you can for his re- lease, that will comport with the interests of our government. Remember that he is a minister of the gospel, and deserves all the courtesy, con- sideration, and kind treatment due to one who has faithfully and zealously fulfilkd his high calling in our immediate vicinity — at Waterford and Spring Creek. Our dear friend, Mrs. Louis Thompson, has a mother's affection for him, and will visit him if permitted, that she may minister to his comfort and intercede for his release. He has often been our guest and has ever deported himself as a Christian gentleman, sans peur et sans reproclie' etc."

He informed me that my trial had been deferred until Monday. He said, "You will be tried on Monday and hanged on Tuesday at 2 o'clock p.m."

"Colonel, if my death is a foregone conclusion, you may as well reverse tlie order, and hang me on Mon- day and try me on Tuesday."

" I have examined the testimony against you. I know the intention of the* ofiScers. Your own ad-

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missions are sufficient to condemn yon. It is my duty as judge advocate to do all I can for the pris- oner, and as a fi-iend I would take pleasure in securing your acquittal, if that result would comport with the interests and safety of the Confederate states. But you have done us all the harm you could. Winfrey and Armstrong, young soldiers from Choctaw county, liave informed me all about your seditious language and conduct while pastor of churches down there. They will appear against you. The full extent of the injury you have done our cause in North Mississippi can only be conjectured, but it was to the extent of your ability and oppor- tunity. Woodruff, Barnes, Crossland, Capt. George, David Hough, Wallace, and J. B. Coyner, have given sufficient testimony to Gens. Bragg, Beaure- gard, Jordan, and Price, of your treasonable exploits to fill a volume. At one time Gen Bragg became so angry at the recital of your Norman Bridge feat, that he came near ordering a detail to hang you at once, without the forms or farce of a trial. And he would have done so, only Gen. Sterling Price inter- posed and insisted that as you were a minister of the gospel the right thing to do was to give you a fair and impartial trial. As you were chained and closely guarded in the very midst of this great army, escape was not possible, and a few days' respite, could not by any possibility injure the Southern Confeder- acy. Gen. Jordan, who is Beauregard's chief of staff, declared that he ordered and inspected the ironing.

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and that he would vouch for the security of the prisoner, for a few days at least. At another time, when Dr. Crossland recounted your insolence to Gen. Pfeiffer, at Brooksville, Gen. Bragg could scarcely resti-ain his wrath, and was upon the point of ordering your immediate execution. He thought Gen. Pfeiffer did wrong to allow you to express treasonable sentiments and to denounce the Confeder- ate cause. Your execution will be as conspicuous as possible. It will take place in the presence of two brigades, composed of soldiers, many of whom are personally acquainted with you. There are many Unionists up there in North-eastern Mississippi, and a salutary example will not be lost ou them. Some of them are in our army here perforce, and will wit- ness an execution suggestive of their own fate if they should be guilty of treasonable language or conduct. Your crimes will be read to them and commented on by Major General Hardee, if present, or Gen. Mark Lowrey, in case of his absence."

" Colonel, I am a civilian. What right have they to try me by military law. The civil court has juris- diction, and not a court-martial."

"All citizens of the Confederate States between 18 and 35 have been declared in the army, by con- gressional enactment, and have been required to re- port themselves at the head-quarters of the com- mander of the nearest military district within a given time, or be considered deserters. Have you com- plied witli this law?"

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" No, I have not. You have furnished me a copy of the charges against me, with the specifications. Desertion is not one of the charges."

"No, there are charges enough without that. I only mention it to show you that that enactment gives military jurisdiction over all citizens of military age. All your interests are with the South. It is your adopted home, though like myself you are of northern birth. Why did you not cast in your lot with the dominant class, for wliose society you are fitted by literary culture, and not with that class which is giving us so great trouble, and whose trea- sonable utterances and acts we must suppress with an iron hand. Our own safety requires that we tolerate no longer the traitors in our midst. We must con- fiscate their property and exterminate them as we would venomous serpents/'

"Jefferson Davis, in his inaugural address, quoting from the Declaration of Independence, declares that when governments become destructive to the ends for which they were established it is the right of the people to alter or abolish them. Was it the end for which our government was established to foster the interests of human slavery? If so, and you deem it right to protect those interests, go and fight in their defence, but do not endeavor to compel me and the great majority of the southern people who own no slaves to fight for your interests, and to become the foes of a government that has never trespassed upon our rights, a government which has no superior

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upon the face of the earth. You luay murder me,

but you cannot murder the government. If I had

a thousand lives I would gladly lay them all upon

the altar of my bleeding country."

"Parson, recanting your opinions would not save

vou now. You have forfeited your life, and I will

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not insult you by characterizing your crimes by their

true names."

"^Vho said anything about recanting? I have no desire to recant truthful principles. You may express your opinion of my crimes, if you wish, and give their true names."

"Well, your crimes are, treason, enacting the spy, base ingratitude to your benefactors, and those who have heretofore reposed confidence in you, by siding with their enemies."

"Colonel, I have given ji fair equivalent for all that I have received, and I have injured no one wit- tingly, in person, property, or reputation. My present condition indicates that the ingratitude is all upon the other side. I have labored faithfully for eleven ycais to promote the intellectual and moral and religious intei-ests of the southern people, and they thus repay me with bonds and imprisonment, and they intend to pay the last installment by put- ting me to an ignominious death on the scaifold."

"Parson, I will call to-morrow, and should you have any requests to make, such as conveying mes- sages to friends, disposition of jiroperty, or benefit of clergy at your execution, I will fulfill them for yon."

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" I would be glad to have Rev. James A. Lyon, D.D., of Columbus, to be present at my execution, also ]^ev. James Pelan, of Macon."

'•'I will telegraph them at once."

" I will prepare messages for my wife and other friends by to-morrow evening."

" I will secure their delivery at the earliest possible moment."

"Thanks, Colonel."

Soon after Col. Walter left. Col, Clare came in and asked me whether I had been president of a female college in Rienzi. I replied in the affirma- tive.

"'Tis strange," said he, "that one who has been so favored, and one who has accumulated property in the Soutji, should prove a traitor to his adopted country and become its enemy."

I replied that I had given a fair equivalent for every dollar I had obtained from the citizens of the South; that for eleven years I had labored faithfully as an educator and minister of the gospel to promote the educational, moral, and spiritual interests of the southern people in the states of Kentucky, Tennessee, Louisiana, and Mississippi, and that now I was receiv- ing my reward by being chained, starved, and insulted, and that they intended soon to pay the last installment by putting me to death ignominiously on the scaffold. I denied being an enemy to my country or to the South, I regarded those who would promote divisions and overthrow tlie government as the real enemies

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of the South who were imperiling all her best inter- ests. If my advice had been followed the South and the •whole country would now be enjoying its wonted peace and unparalleled prosperity, and would not have suffered W. L. Yancey and other dema- gpgues to precipitate a desolating and ruinous revolution.

He replied, "Ingrale, traitor, wretch, I have no sympathy for yon." He then c3lled upon all the supernal and infernal powers to blast my soul in everlasting death and confine it forever in fiery torments.

The prison walls echoed and re-echoed his blatant blasphemy. Tiie prisoners stood aghast, and with faces blanched with fear for my safety, plucked me away and crowded the space between me and this vile blasphemer, who, with hand upon the hilt of his sword and pistol belt alternately, seemed ready to wreak his vengeance upon me.

.Vt this moment Major Irion entered, and Avas in- formed by this minion of Jeff Davis that he had re- lieved his mind by giving me a "good cussen." He left the prison with this officer, cursing as he went.

Perhaps I should have been more circumspect — more reticent, and thus prevented this outpouring of the vials of Confederate wrath by this cursing Shimei.

At this moment Gen. Braxton Bragg and several officers of high rank entered. A distinguished

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Freach oiRcer was visiting this country on a tour of inspection. He desired to visit this prison, and, this was the occasion of their visit. When they came to the place where I was standing, Gen. Bragg said, " This man dies on Tuesday next."

"What is his offence?" inquired the officer.

" He is a prisoner of state, and is guilty of treason."

"Are they all state prisoners in this prison?"

"All except a few prisoners of war, who will be removed to Macon, Ga., in a few days."

" This is a bastile, I suppose, but what has this prisoner done?"

" What has he not done, would be a more perti- nent question. He has thrown all the influence of his official position as a minister of the gospel into the scale of opposition against our government."

" He is a minister, then ?"

"Yes, a Presbyterian minister, of Northern birth and education."

"Ministers are usually regarded as non-com- batants."

"Yes, but by word and deed and sermon and pen and every species of treasonable act and utterance, he has done our cause infinite harm. He is far from being a non-combatant."

"What is his name?" [Producing a note-book].

" He spells his name A-u-g-h-e-y. I am not sure of its pronunciation."

" O, yes, General, I recognize that name as of French origin. We have the name in France — a

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family of Huguenots. Many of that family were banished because of their opposition to the religious traditions of our empire, and some of them, after the revocation of the edict of Nantes, fled to the British Islands, and to Germany and Holland, to avoid the penalty affixed to disobeying the ecclesiastical regula- tions of our country. He comes by his refractory opinions and conduct legitimately."

Gen. Bragg is a cadaverous, plain-looking man. He has bushy black eyebrows and piercing eyes. He stoops slightly in Malking, and his stubby iron-gray beard and his receding forehead give him a plebeian look. He is cruel as the grave. Nearly every day he shoots some of his own soldiers, often for trivial offences. Cruelty is plainly written in indelible char- acters upon every lineament of his features, which are stern and almost savage in their expression.

After a thorough inspection of the prison our dis- tinguished visitors retired.

I approached two elderly, gray-haired men, who sat in the north-west corner of the j)rison. These old gentlemen had become fast friends, and wept at the thought of their bleeding country's woes, brought on by designing, scheming politicians (not statesmen) in the interests of an institution subversive of all the inalienable rights of man. They gave me their liistory. The older gentleman, John Champe, was the youngest son of a revolutionary sire. His father had been chosen by Washington to effect the capture of Benedict Arnold after his treason, so as to save

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the life of Major Andr6. This, because of untoward circumstances, he could not accomplish. But the effort>-was a gallant and heroic one, and merited and received high commendation from Gen. Washington. This is his story :

"I resided in Tuscumbia, Ala. I had four sous. Three of them had joined the Federal army. One night an attack was made on my house. My young- est son and I defended ourselves, but after killing four of our assailants, they burst in the door. We fled by the back door, and endeavored to reach the Federal lines. A company pursued us with blood- hounds. They overtook us. We fought with des- peration. We killed five hounds and four of the soldiers. We expended all our ammunition. We were both severely wounded. They hung my son to the limb of a tree, and left the body to be devoured by the birds of prey. They put me in irons and brought me here. Why they spared my life I know not. The surgeon informs me that my wound in the breast will prove fatal in a short time. It gives me great pain. I would like much to see my aged wife, ■ who, alone and surrounded by bitter foes, is mourn- ing our absence."

The other said : " My name is Carter Braxton. I was named for my grandfather, a signer of the Dec- laration of Independence. My home is in Obipn county, Tenn. My four sons are all in the Federal army. This is the cause of my imprisonment. They asked me if I were a Unionist, and I replied that it

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was a principle of law that no one was bound to criminate liimself. I have had my trial. They proved that I had refused to take Confederate money, that I have traded with the Yankees, "that my four sons were in the Federal army, that I was not a slaveholder, that I refused to take the oath of allegi- ance to the_ Confederate states, that after the reduction of Fort Donaldson I had told one George Sarbaugh that it would take more than one Southerner to whip five Yankees."

While he was yet speaking, the officer entered, and this old gentleman and a prisoner named Jason Che- nault were unchained and marched to the fatal plat and shot. Chenault was a Kentucky Unionist, who had come to Mississippi to collect money due him for mules sold the year, before. He was arrested, charged with enacting the spy, found guilty, and shot. I might record the sad fate of Nicholas Vedder, Bynum, Sorrell, and Oswald, all shot at the same time, for avowed Unionism, but space is wanting. I may place upon permanent record in the near future the biographies of these and other martyrs to the holy cause of our country's integrity imperiled by traitors.

I preached every evening. One evening my text Avas I. Kings xviii. 21 : "How long halt ye between two opinions." As none of us had a hymn book, I composed these hymns for the occasion. I parceled them out by couplets, and all joined in the singing:

How long ! O, sinner, wilt thou halt, How long! remain in guilty doubt.

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While heaveu and earth and air and sea

The Lord is God, responsive shout. Whilst thou art halting, sin grows strong.

And lust and passion rule thy soul, And all the powers of hell combined

Still hold thee 'neath their stern controL O, sinner, choose in this thy day

To serve the Lord who loves thee well. Oh ! choose to walk in wisdom's way

And break thy league with death and hell. Then will the host of heaven rejoice,

Then will the powers of darkness rage. But thou, a soldier of the cross.

Wilt a successful warfare wage. And when the glorious victory's won.

Thou wilt a king, a conqueror be, Wear on thy brow a diadem.

And have a right to life's fair tree,

HYMN AFTER SERMON.

Spirit of the living God, Water now the precious seed. Slay the sinner with Thy sword, Comfort to Thy saints afford. Satan, like the birds of prey. Strives to catch the seed away. Cares in countless numbers come, Shines with scorching heat the sun. Thus we see our Savior's foes Strive to blast the seed he sows. In the hearts of young and old, Prosper it, a hundred fold. Holy Spirit, Father, Son, Aid us till our work is done; Then, instead of worthless leaves. We shall bring our precious sheaves.

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Two young men, John N. Maple, of Verona, Miss., and Samuel Melvin, of Tallaloosa, Miss., the former a Primitive Baptist, the latter a Methodist, held a discussion on the doctrine of foreordination. Some point in my sermon occasioned it. They both appeared to believe in the doctrine, since the term was used in the Bible. Melvin said the decrees of God were founded upon His foreknowledge. In the case of Paul, God foresaw all the contingencies and knew because of His prescience how they would eventuate, and based His decree that Paul should stand before Caesar upon that foreknowledge. Maple affirmed that God knew that Paul A^'ould stand be- fore Csesar because He had decreed it. That He did not stand aside an indifferent spectator to observe how affairs would result, and then decree that they should take place, as He foresaw they would happen anyhow. That all that God does in time He always intended to do, and all that wicked men do He always intended to suffer or permit them to do. He would allow them to do wickedly in the exercise of the freedom of their will, only so far as He chose to overrule their wickedness for the promotion of His declarative glory, and the remainder of wrath He would restrain. Beyond the boundary of His will He would hem them in by His providence, and say, so far shalt thou go and no farther. Foreordination is founded upon the will of God, and not upon His foreknowledge of what man will do or what He foresees will happen. At the close of their debate

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it was found that neither had convinced the other of his error, nor any one else.

A man of Herculean frame, whose lieight was six feet eight inches, occupied the space on the floor next to mine as sleeping quarters. This space he called his dormitory. He ga\-e me his history thus :

" I am a native of East Tennessee. I was born in Tellico Plains, Monroe Co., measurably brought up in Conasauga, Polk Co. I married Miss Tenaie Paden, bought a farm near Dandridge, of one Geo. Cogsil, and moved on it in the year 18G0. My own name is Hermon Bledsoe. I was chosen a delegate to the mass convention of Unionists, held June 17, 1861, in Greenville, Tennessee, to protest against the tyranny inaugurated over us by the rebel authorities. I was a member of the committee which prepared the following address, which was adopted by the conven- tion with entire unanimity. We first detailed the facts of the election, how in Middle and West Tennes- see the people were overawed, bullied, persecuted into an adoption of the ordinance ; how the secessionists had prepared for the furtherance of their schemes, though the state had voted No Separation ; how no provision was made for examining the returns other- wise than by a' disunion governor, whose hold on power depended upon the success of the secession pro- gram ; how volunteers in the secession army were allowed to vote within and without the state, contrary to any law ; how discussion was forbidden in those sections where the secession vote was triumphant.

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while every Union paper there was crashed out ; how a military despotism was ruling in spite of the wishes and rights of the people. The address then went on to say, in behalf of the loyal Unionist majority:

" ' We prefer to remain attached to the Government of our fathers. The Constitution of the United States has done us no wrong. The congress of the United States has passed no law to oppress us. The president of the United States has made no threat against the law abiding jpeople of Tennessee. Under the Government of the United States we have enjoyed, as a nation, more of civil and religious freedom than any other people under the whole heaven. We be- lieve that there is no cause for secession nor rebellion on the part of the people of Tennessee. None was assigned by the legislature in their miscalled declara- tion of independence. No adequate cause can be as- signed. The select committee of that body asserted a gross and inexcusable falsehood in their address to the people of Tennessee, when they declared that the Government of the United States had made war upon them .

"The secession cause has thus far been sustained by deception and falsehood, by falsehood as to the action of congress; by false dispatches as to bat- tles that were never fought and victories that were never won ; by false accounts as to the purpose of the president; by false representations as to the views of Union men ; and by false pi'etenses as to the facil- ity with which the secession troops would take pos-

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session of the capital and capture the highest officers of the Government. The cause of secession or rebell- ion has no charms for us, and its progress has been marked by the most alarming and dangerous attacks upon the public liberty. In other states, as well as our own, its M'hole course thi-eatens to annihilate the last vestige of freedom. While peace and prosperity have blest us in the Government of the United States, the following may be enumerated as some of the fruits of secession.

"'It was urged forward by members of congress who had sworn to support the Constitution of the United States, and were themselves supported by the Government ; it was effected without consultation with all the states interested in the slavery- question, and without exhausting peaceable remedies. It has plunged the country into civil war, paralyzed our commerce, interfered with the whole trade and busi- ness of our country, lessened the value of our prop- erty, destroyed many of the pursuits of life, and bids; fair to involve the whole nation in irretrievable bankruptcy and ruin. It has changed the entire re- lations of states, and adopted constitutions without submitting them to a vote of the people, and where such a vote has been authorized, it has been upon the condition prescribed by Senator Mason, of Virginia, that those who voted the Union ticket must leave the state. It has advocated a constitutional monarchy, a king, and a dictator, and is, through the Richmond press, at this moment recommending to the conven- 13

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tioii in Virginia a restriction of the right of suffrage, and in severing connection with the Yankees, to abolish every vestige of resemblance to the institu- tions of that detested race. It has formed military leagues, passed military bills, and opened the door for oppressive taxation, -without consulting the peo- ple, and then, in mockery of a free election, has re- quired them by their votes to sanction its usurpations, under the penalty of moral proscription or at the point of the bayonet. It has'offered a premium for crime in directing the discharge of volunteers from criminal prosecutions, and recommending the judges not to hold their courts. It has stained our statute book with the repudiation of Northern debts, and has greatly violated the Constitution, by attempting through its unlawful extension to desjroy the right of suffrage. It lias called upon the people in the state of Georgia, and may soon require the people of Tennessee, to contribute all their surplus cotton, corn, wheat, bacon, beef, etc., to the support of pretended' governments alike destitute of money and credit. It has attempted to destroy the accountability of pub- lic servants to the people by secret legislation, and set the obligation of an oath at defiance. It has passed laws declaring it treason to say or do anything in favor of the Government of the United States, or against the Confederate states, and such a law is now before, and we apprehend will soon be passed by, the legislature of Tennessee. It has attempted to destroy, and we fear will soon utterly prostrate, the freedom

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of speech and of the press. It has involved the Southern states in a war whose success is hopeless, and which must ultimately lead to the ruin of the people. Its bigoted, overbearing, and intolerant spirit has already subjected the people of East Ten- nessee to many petty grievances; our people have been insulted ; our flags have been fired upon and torn down ; our houses have been rudely entered ; our families subjected to insult ; our peaceable meet- ings interrupted; our women and children shot by a merciless soldiery ; our towns pillaged ; our citizens robbed and some of them assassinated and murdered. No effort has been spared to deter the Union men of East Tennessee from the expression of their free thoughts. The penalties of treason have been threat- ened against them, and murder and assassination have been openly encouraged by leading secession journals. As secession has been thus overbearing and intoler- ant while in the minority in East Tennessee, nothing better can be expected of the pretended majority than wild, unconstitutional, and oppressive legislation; an utter contempt and disregard of law ; a determination to force every Unionist in the state to swear to the support of a constitution he abhors, and to yield his money and property to aid a cause he detests, and to become the object of scorn and derision as well as the victim of intolerable and relentless oppression.

"In view of these considerations, and of the fact that the people of East Tennessee have declared their fidelity to the Union by a majority of about

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twenty thousand votes, therefore we do resolve and declare.'

"Here followed a series of patriotic resolutions, and the appointment of a committee to prepare a memorial, asking the consent of the legislature of Tennessee to consent to the separation of East Tenn- essee, and those counties of ]\Iiddle Tennessee which desired it, from the rest of the state, that they may be formed into a separate state.

" Brownlow, Maynard, Etheridge, Nelson, Hawk- ins, Johnson, etc., led, the Unionists. It was not long before those Unionists and protestants against Avrong were flying' for their lives, and were hunted down like wild beasts. The lexers disappeared from observation, and the people could only become quiescent in a state of affairs which, in the presence of the arme^ minions of the Southern Confederacy, they were powerless |^ prevent.

" I was placed on the proscribed list, and was com- pelled to hide in a cavern with other Unionists. One night I visited my family, which consisted of my wife and twin babes, Mark and Paul. A band of guerrillas, lying in ambusli in the chaparral near my residence, surrounded the house, and rushing through the door, which for the moment I had forgotten to fasten, took mo prisoner. They searched my person and found several copies of the address above given, and some letters in a drawer, which were construed unfavorably by these cruel men. They handcuffed nic and took me to the chaparral copse. They held

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a brief trial, which resulted in my conviction and condemnation to death. Immediate preparations were made for my execution. Douglas Flinn de- clared that hanging was too good for such a Mretch as I. Jim Bainbridge coincided with him in opin- ion. ' "What do you want done with him ? ' said Bob. Torrence, who commanded the gang. ' Let us burn him at the stake, like Col. Brown's Sam last week, for assaulting a white girl.' ' All right,' said Torrence. ' All in iiivor of burning this d — d ren- egade, this Lincolnite, this tory and traitor, say aye.' A vociferous aye resounded. * ^Vll opposed, no.' Only two voices responded in the negative. Sam Lovell took off the handcuffs and bound me to a sapling with the rope wJfeh which they had intended to hang me. The trial had begun in the gloaming, and now darkness had enshrouded all the land. Flinn ran and gathered an armful of dry sticks and dejiosited them in a pile at my feet. Soot, many were engaged in gathering fagots. Flinn declared that this was the happiest night of his existence. He ^yould soon have the pleasure of seeing this miserable traitor going up like Elijah in a chariot of fire. ' So mote it be,' growled Jacob Embry, in a sepulchral tone. George Goshen, Peter Peters, and J. B. Coyner were dispatched to Aunt Sylvia Caldwell's for a firebrand with which to ignite the pile of fagots. I commended my soul to God and calmly awaited death. Flinn approached me with a pile of (as he said) very dry wood. He approached quite near, and dropping the

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fagots he placed a knife handle between my teeth. The large blade of the knife was open. He then ran to and mounted a stump about fifty yards dis- tant, and commenced to deliver a harangue laudatory of the Southern Confederacy, and denouncing all traitors, wishing them in the bottom of the lowest hell.

"With some eifort I managed to sever the cord bind- ing my wrists. I then cut the cord bound around my waist, and quietly and quiekly made my escape. The crowd around Flinn, who was doubtless a Unionist in disguise, were cheering vociferously, which aided my escape, as the noise drowned the crackling of the fagots as I removed or trampled upon them on the farther side from the stump orator and his auditors. Soon the men with the fire ar- rived and applied it to the heap around the sapling. Looking back from a hill about two miles distant I saw the flames rising higher and higher, till a large space was illuminated. Suddenly I heard fierce yells of disappointment and rage, emanating from the throats of this infuriated and disappointed crowd of demons incarnate, maddened to frenzy by my escape. I traveled by night, but lay concealed during the day.

" When in hiding near Siluria, Shelby county, Alabatna, I heard the sound of a wood-chopper's ax, quite near, and peering from the copse in which I was concealed, I saw a slave at work felling a tree. Soon he began to declaim a piece :

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" ' The hillsides iu places are white I know, Bnt the whiteness is not occasioned by snow. It is only the petals of apples and cherries And peaches and plums and all sorts of berries, Just falling in sport from their bowers. As if to represent April showers.'

' ' Now,' said he, apparently well satisfied with his effoi't, ' Dat's 'bout as good as young Massa Josiah hisself could spoke it.' Soon he broke forth in song :

" ' On Jordan's banks we stand,

An' Jordan's stream roll by, No bridge de watahs span,

De flood am risin high. Heah it foam an' roar, de dark flood tide, How shel we cross to de oder side.

' De riber deep an' strong,

De wabes am bery cole, We see it rush along

But who can venture bole. Heah it foam and roar, etc.

'A little chile step down.

It go in de riber deep. Kin little feet touch groun'

Whar mountain billows sweep. Heah it foam and roar, etc.

' Dere comes a flash of light

Ober de cole dark wabes, Dere come de angel's flight, —

See, shinin' hands dat sabe, J?rom de watah's foam, de dark flood tide Fer de Lawd hab seen. from de oder side.

'Heah music swelling gran'. Yes, songs of welcome ring.

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■White wings de riber span,

De little chile to bring. Den let old Jordan roar, de dark flood tide, We'se borne across to de odder side. '

"I called, 'Halloo, uncle !' as he rested for a mo- ment from his labor, with arms akimbo. ' Who am dat calling ? ' he cried out, with some degree of trep- idation. As he looked in my direction, I beckoned him to approach me. When he came near I said, ' To whom do you belong ? Where do you live ? ' •He replied, ' I belongs to Major Cayce, of Talladega. He bought me and my wife of Col. Shorter, of Choc- eolocco, Calhoun county, last year. I was horned the slave of Parsoa Lagow, of Emuckfaw. When I wuz six months old, master died, an' ole lady Rudisil bought me at the sale fur $500. I lived wid her at Chepultepec till I wuz ten years old, den she died, and I wuz sold agin to Gov. Peyton Claiborne, of Sylacauga. I'se bin around sum, but I'se never bin out en the state of Alabam. I buys my time from my now master. Major Cayce, for twenty-five dollars a month. I lives in that cabin up yonder on the iiill.' He pointed with the index finger of his right hand to a cabin almost lost to sight in the distance, nestling among the trees in a grove surmounting a hill of great height. He named it cosy cot, and the name was not a misnomer.

"I revealed my condition to this quadroon slave, and he and his kind wife fed and lodged me for a week, till I was sufficiently recovered from my fatigue to continue my journey.

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Oa the broad highway of action,

Friends of worth are far and few: But when one has proved his friendship,

Cling to him who clings to you.

Should opportunity ever be afforded for reciprocating the kindness of this slave husband and wife, Isam and Tabitha, I will gladly avail myself of it, and do them all the kindness in my power.

"I continued my journey, and with but little of incident or adventure worth narrating, I at length arrived at the home of my cousin, Jerry Humboldt, in Selma, Ala, My cousin was a staunch Unionist, a stalwart, uncompromising friend of the United States government and the old flag, the star-spangled banner, the emblem of freedom and the inalienable rights of man.

"Every day dangers thickened around us. We were compelled to devise a plan of escape to the Federal lines. Twenty-five of us set out together, under the guidance of Leander Browning. At Tal- lahatta Springs, Clark county, a band of guerrillas, or partisan rangers, as they called themselves, over- took us as we were camping for the night. We fought them long and well, till we had slain nearly twice our number of our pursuers, then, as the dark- ness grew denser, the remnant of us, wounded and bleeding, fled.

" I was captured at Sanwilpa, was taken to Tus- cahoma, put into a guard house. Soon after I was conveyed to Pushmataha ; thence I was removed to

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this dungeon in Tupelo, Miss. I adroitly concealed my identity, and though under violent suspicion nothing definite was proved against me. To save my life, I have agreed to take the oath of allegiance, and join the rebel army. I may soon be able to de- sert and reach the Union lines. My nom de guerre is Ralph Benton."

" Have you any conscientious scruples about the propriety of taking an oath -with the deliberate in- tention of violating it?"

" Not any. It may save my life. At least deliver me from this prison. Deception is certainly justifi- able in a case like this. The rebels have violated every oath that they have ever taken. Shall we keep faith with them ? Naught but Punic faith for them. As soon trust a rattlesnake as a rebel. I hope to reach the Union lines and offer my services to General Pope as a volunteer in his army."

On the next day my friend Avas permitted to take the oath and enter the rebel army. He had several copies of the address concealed about his person, as he thought beyond the reach of rebel search, one of which he gave me. I retain it as a sacred memento. A rumor reached me through Philip Henson, a Federal spy, that my friend was under violent sus- picion by the rebels, and was caught in his attempt at escape, and shot by order of Gen. N. B. Forrest.

Anent this rumor, Gen. Jefferson C. Davis told me that a soldier in his command bore the name and answered the description of Hermon Bledsoe; that

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he was a deserter from the enemy ; that he was severely wounded in a skirmish, and that his recol- lection was that his wound proved fatal.

One of my fellow-prisoners became suddenly insane. He frothed at the moutli, rolled his eyes wildly, and butted his head against the walls of the prison. His paroxysms were very violent in the presence of the officers. I sat near him, and after observing him for awhile I came to the conclusion that he was a malin- gerer^ Presently an officer entered, at that instant the crazy man was seized with another paroxysm. He became very violent. The officer watched him for some time and then said, " We must remove him to the hospital that he may die there, for there seems to be but little hope of his ultimate recovery, lie is so sick and crazy and fierce." This man's name was Bovard Willis, a Unionist, of Biloxi, Miss. After the officer's departure he quieted down in a very short time. I approached him and said :

" Willis, I do not profess to be an alienist, but I know that you are no more crazy than I am. I will not betray you. What is your motive in feigning madness ? "

He replied, " If I am taken to the hospital I will have a by far better opportunity of escaping. I voted against secession, I led the Unionists in our county, I became very obnoxious to the secessionists, and there is no hope for me but in escape."

In the evening he was removed to the hospital. The next morning he was missing. He had unfor-

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tiinately left some clothing in the hospital. The company that went ia search of him let the hounds smell the garment. Soon they struck his trail and followed it to the creek. Willis, upon reaching the creek, waded in it three miles, and thus baffled his pursuers for several hours. In the afternoon they recovered the trail and followed it rapidly for sev- eral miles. By this time Willis had reached a house ten miles south-west of Tupelo. He went to it at a venture. He asked for water. The proprietor seemed to know by intuition the character of this wanderer. He told his wife to prepare some food for this stranger. While he was eating, the howling of the hounds M'as heard. Willis rose in great trepida- tion. His host at once interpreted the reason. No plan seemed feasible for the concealment of the fugi- tive. Mrs. Quay suggested the closet as a hiding place, but her husband thought it unsafe, as it was in a part of the house so exposed that it would be among the first places searched. The blood-hounds finding the track fresh were pursuing with great speed.

Mr. Quay said, pointing to a tree about two hun- dred yards distant, "If you could reach that tree, you would find a secure asylum till your pursuers had gone on, or returned supposing they were on the wrong trail. The horses are in the field, if I can only get one up in time and carry you over to the tree and get back before they reach us you will be safe."

Just then the hounds broke out afresh into loud howls and sharp yelps.

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" They are too near for that " said Willis, " I am lost."

"Pa," said little Violetta Quay (who was only six years old), "you just tote that man over to the tree."

"I'll do it," said her pa. He stooped down, and Willis perched himself upon his shoulders and was borne to the tree, and in an incredibly short space of time was concealed amid the foliage of the loftiest branches of this mighty king of the forest.

- Quay had just time to retui-n and enter his house when the hounds bounded into his yard, their fierce yelps betokening that they knew that the object of their pursuit was near. Soon the pursuing cavalry entered the yard, and dismounting, began uncere- moniously a thorough but bootless search of the house and premises. They questioned strictly each member of the family, but they were all woefully ignorant. The officer in charge asked little Violetta if she had seen any stranger about lately. She replied, " If I had I wouldn't tell you. I just wish the poor man would come here, I'd hide him if I could from those awful dogs." The hounds were completely baffled. They would not leave the track indicated by the scent of Willis' garment for any other. After two hours of fruitless endeavor to recover the track, thev left Mr. Quay's house and returned.

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reached the Federal lines at Memphis, Tenn. WillisS did not change quarters till the guides were ready to enter upon their perilous task of guiding a band of Unionists, of which Willis was one, to the Federal lines. He said, " There is no place so safe as where the hounds have been." And so the experiment proved the adage true. Willis was not molested in this sylvan retreat, though the whole country north to the Federal lines was repeatedly traversed by cav- alry and hounds.

M. T. Anderson, of Millersburg, Holmes Co., O., came to me and said :

"Mr. Aughey,! am very sorry for you. There is liope for me. I am a prisoner of war. If I survive the horrors of imprisonment I will be exchanged, but for you, a prisoner of state, there is no hope ex- cept by eluding the vigilance of the guards and mak- ing your way through this great army, and traversing a long stretch of hostile country to the Federal lines. Now, sir, I am not superstitious, but I had a dream last night that has deeply impressed me. I thought that I was caught up into heaven, into the midst of the Paradise of God, and as I stood dazed amid the splendors of the city of the Great King, and bewil- dered by the light and resplendent glory that ema- nated from the great white throne, and Him that is seated thereon, I heard a voice saying, 'Who will go for us to earth, and deliver my servant from bonds and imprisonment and impending death, that he may longer proclaim my gospel?' Suddenly there ap-

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peared before the throne a form of wondrous beauty, apparently a young man — of radiant countenance ; from every feature beamed love and peace and good- will, who said, ' Here am I. Send me. I will go and deliver him and bring him safely to the desired haven.' ' Who art thou ?' said the recording angel, who sat hard by the throne of God. ' I am Ariel, the lion of Jehovah, who am made strong to deliver his chosen ones from all their enemies that rise up against them to destroy them. I delivered Peter from Herod's dungeon, and many saints who were shut up in prison have I released,' and he was bidden to perform the mission. And then I heard the voice of a multitude saying, ' Go, and Jehovah, merciful and gracious, mighty and strong to deliver, give thee abundant success.' And all the host- of heaven re- sponded, ' Amen.' Then a voice said to me, ' Return and make known the vision to my servant, who in bonds is breaking to thee and those with thee the bread of eternal life.' I awoke trembling and aston- ished.

"Now, I entertain more than a mere presentiment of your escape. I am so fully impressed with the truth that my dream was a revelation of God's will con- cerning you, that I firmly believe that these wicked men will not be suffered in the providence of God to take your life. I predict that many, many years of successful labor in your Master's vineyard are before you ; many souls, by your instrumentality, are to be brought into the fold of Christ and the kingdom of heaven."

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" I wish you may not be a false prophet, and that your dream may be verified. The eye of faith alone can discern a ray of hope. Sight shows a prison, strong and closely guarded, a mighty army of watch- ful and malignant foes, chains, fetters, guards on the alert, pickets, patrols, videttes, blood-hounds innu- merable, my sun of life apparently on the horizon's verge. The hour of my departure fixed. Many, many miles intervening between my prison and a place of safety — a city of refuge. A physical frame enfeebled by starvation and surrounding horrors which have been endured for many weary months, which are lengthening into years. It does indeed require strong faith to discern a ray of hope or glim- mer of light to irradiate the future. Next Tuesday ends all, my foes have decreed. If God in his prov- idence has longer life in store for me I will be spared. But I feel that I have received dying grace, and dy- ing grace is reserved for a dying hour. However, should any plan of escape present itself, I will not be slow to avail myself of it. But my only hope is in escape. The vindictive Confederate authorities are determined to put me to death at the hour men- tioned by Col. Walter. They are implacable and unmerciful, and it irketh them to await the ap- pointed hour. I would like much to live for my dear wife's sake, and our dear infant's sake. By this cruel deed of rebel hate, my wife will be wid- (jwed and my child made fatherless. But God has promised to be the husband of the widow and the

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father of the fatherless. To his covenant-keeping care I commit them both, and the babe unborn."

Feeling assured that my departure from this ter- restrial sphere was near, I sat down upon the floor of my dungeon and penned the following letter to my wife :

Tupelo, Militaey Bastile. My Dear Mary:

The Confederate .authorities announce to me that I have only a few more days to live. When you re- ceive this letter the hand that penned it will be cold in death. My soul, divested of the body, will have passed the solemn test before the bar of God ; I have a good hope through grace that I will then be rejoic- ing amid the sacramental host of God's elect, singing the new song of redeeming love in the presence of Him who is the chief among ten thousand and tlift one altogether lovely. Mary, meet me in heaven,, where sorrow and tears and temptation and sin are> unknown, and where the wicked cease from troubling and the weary are at rest. If General Bragg will permit my body to be taken in charge by my friends, I will ask your brother, D. E.. Paden, and cousin,. Capt. Jas. H. Tankersley, to convey it to you. Buiy me in the cemetery at Bethany church. That was my first ministerial charge. Plant a cedar at my head and one at my feet, and there let me repose in peace till the archangel's trump shall sound, sum- moning the dead to the judgment of the great day, and vouchsafing to saints the long hoped forredemjj-

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tioii of the body. As to my property, it has all, by Confederate laws, been confiscated, and after years of incessant toil I leave you penniless and dependent, but I implore you to trust in God. To his kind, protecting care I commit you and our dear little Kate. Jehovah has promised to be the widow's husband and the father of the fatherless. Rest assured the Lord will provide. Only trust Him and love Him with your whole heart and soul and mind and strength. I know that it shall be well with them that love God. Be not faithless, but believing, and though clouds and darkness surround you at present, well-nigh ob- scuring the spiritual sky whence hope emanates, yet be assured a more auspicious day M'ill dawn, and God will bring you safely to your journey's end, and our reunion in heaven will be sweet.

Our dear little daughter, Kate, bring up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord. Teach her to walk in wisdom's ways, for all her ways are pleas- antness' and all her paths are peace. Her infant mind may be compared to wax in its susceptibil- ity for receiving impressions, and to marble for its power in retaining those impressions. O.'that she may be satisfied early with thy mercy, O, God, that she may rejoice and be glad all her days. Teach her to remember her Creator in the days of her youth, be- fore the evil days come in which she shall say, I have no pleasure in them. Make the Bible, the precious Bible, her constant study, and let its words be as household words to her. Inspire her mind with a

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love of the Book which is able to make wise unto sal- vation. See to it that the words of Christ dwell richly in her soul, that she may be filled with knowl- edge and wisdom and spiritual understanding. Pray for the Holy Spirit to bless your labors and counsels. Without his blessing all your labor would be in vain. Pray that the third Person of the adorable Trinity, the Spirit of the living God, may take up his abode in her heart, to abide with her forever. As my duties in regard to instructing our child will de- volve solely upon you, take for your guidance in this respect Deut. vi. 5-9. Let your example be such as you would wish her to follow. Children are much more inclined to follow example than precept. Exercise care in this respect, for as is the mother so is her daughter. I regret that my family, from the force of circumstances, will be compelled to remain in a section Avhere, by many, my course of conduct which led to my death will be considered disgraceful. But this cannot be avoided. The time, I feel sure, will come when, even in Mississippi, I will be regarded as a patriot martyr. My con- science is void of offence as regards guilt in the charge preferred against me. When the wicked bear rule the people mourn. What cruelties are being perpetrated by rebels against God and their country. How long, O, Lord, how long shall the wicked tri- vimph? How long will God forbear to execute that vengeance which is his, and which he will repay in his own good time? I have an abiding confidence that

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the right cause will prevail, and though I shall not live to see it, for my days are numbered, yet I firmly belifeve since God is a God of justice and an avenger of the righteous who serve him faithfully, that the rebel power will be destroyed utterly.

" Truth crashed to earth shall rise again — The eternal years of God are hers — But error wounded writhes iu pain And dies amid his worshipers."

I write this letter amid the din and confusion inci- dent to a large number of men crowded into a nar- row compass and free from all restraint.

This letter will be conveyed to you by friends. The names of those friends you will know here- after. My real estate will be restored to you when the Union cause triumphs. That it will do so ultimately is beyond the possibility of a doubt. Give my love to all my friends. Remem- ber that I have prayed for you and our dear Kate unceasingly daring my imprisonment, and my last utterances on earth will be prayers for your welfare. Farewell, God bless you and keep you and our dear child from all harm.

Your affectionate husband,

John H. Aughey.

I then wrote my obituary, which I placed in the hands of Mr. De Grummond, a Federal prisoner, by- whom it was to be sent to the Philadelphia Presby- terian for publication. I copy a portion of it :

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OBITUARY.

Died in Tupelo, Itawamba county, Miss., July 15, 1862, Rev. John H. Aughey.

The subject of the above notice suffered death on the gallows at the hands of the Confederate military authorities, on the charges of treason and enacting the spy. John H. Aughey was born in New Hart- ford, Oneida county, N. Y., May 8, 1828. Removed with his parents to Steubenville, O., July 4, 1837. Is an alumnus of Franklin College, New Athens, Ohio. His theological instructors were, Revs. L. A. Lowrey, Winchester, Ky.; Jahleel AVoodbridge, Baton Rouge, La.; John H. Gray, CD., Geo. W. Coons, D.D., and Rev. J. O. Steadman, D.D., Memphis, Tenn.; Rev. Chas. S. Dod, Rev. H. H. Paine, and Rev. S. Irwin Reid, Holly Springs, Miss. Was licensed to preach the gospel by the Presbytery of Chickasaw, October 4, 1856. Ordained to the full work of the ministry by the Presbytery of Tom- beckbe^ April 19, 1861. Was married January 22, 1857, by Rev. R. Henderson, to Miss Mary J. Paden, of luka. Miss., who, with one child, a daugh- ter, born September 3, 1858, survives him. God blessed his labors by giving him many souls as seals to his ministry. After eleven years labor in the South as an educator and minister of the gospel, having never injured a citizen of the South in per- son or property, he fell a victim to secession hatred, and died a felon's death, because he would not be-

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come a traitor to the government which had never in a single instance trespassed upon his rights of per- son or property. He rests in peace and in the hope of a blessed immortality beyond the grave. "Take ye heed, watch and pray, for ye know not when the time is." Mark xiii. 33.

"Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to -wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set — but all ! Thou hast all seasons for thine own, O ! Death."

ADDRESS TO MY SOUL.

O ! my soul, thou art about to appear in the pres- ence of thy Creator, who is infinite, eternal, un- changeable in his being, wisdom, power, holiness, justice, goodness, and truth. He cannot look upon sin. He is a sin-avenging God, and thou art defiled by sin. Thy transgressions are numerous as the stars of heaven. Thou art totally debased by sin and thy iniquities abound. Thou art guilty of sins both of omission and commission. Justice would consign thee to banishment from heaven and to ever- lasting destruction from the presence of the Lord and the Glory of his power. Guilty, helpless, wretched as thou art, what is thy plea that sentence of eternal death should not be pronounced against thee?

THE soul's reply.

I plead the merit of the Lord Jesus Christ whose blood cleanses from all sin, even from sins of the deepest dye. I plead the atonement made by Him

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who made an atonement for sin, who bore my sins in his own body on the cross of Calvary and wrought out a perfect righteousness Avhich I may obtain by simple faith. . No money, no price is demanded. This I could not pay, for all my righteousness is but filthy rags, and I must perish were any part of the purchase price demanded. Nothing in my hand I bring. My salvation must be all of grace, or to me it would be hopeless. I trust that Christ will clothe me in the perfect, spotless robes of his own righteous- ness and thus present me faultless before the throne. With this trust I go to the judgment seat, assured that the soul that implicitly trusts in Jesus shall never be put to shame. He is faithful who has promised.

Military Dungeon, Tupelo, Miss., July 11, 1862. My Dear Parents :

Life is sweet, and it is a pleasant thing to behold the sun. All that a man hath will he give fjr his life. Having promise of the life that now is. The life is more than meat. They hunt for the precious life. These quotations from the Word of Life show the high estimate that is placed npon life. My life is not precious in the eyes of these virulent secession- ists, for their military rulers declare that on the 15th inst. my life must terminate. Yet a few days and me the all-beholding sun shall see no more in all his course. Mourn not for me, my dear parents, a§ those who have no hope. For me to live is Christ,

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and I can say also with the apostle, and to die is gain. I fear not those who, when they have killed the body, have no more that they can do. But I fear Him whose fear casteth out ever^ fear. When tliese lines are read by you he who penned thcoi will be an inhabitant of the Celestial City, the New Jeru- salem. He will have a palace home by the crystal sea, and be the possessor of a kingdom and a crown as eternal in duration as the throne of Jehovah. I[e will be reposing in his Savior's bosom in the midst of the Paradise of God.

Next to God my thanks are due to you, my dear parents, for guiding my infant feet in the path of wisdom and virtue. In riper years I have been warned and instructed. By precept and example I have been led, until my habits became fixed, and then, accompanied by your parental blessing, I sought a distant home to engage in the arduous duties of life. Whatever success I have achieved, whatever influence for good I may have exerted, are all due to your pious training. I owe you a debt of gratitude which I can never repay. Though I cannot, God will grant you a reward lasting as eternity. It will add to that exceeding and eternal weight of glory which will be conferred upon you in that day when the heavens shall be dissolved and the elements shall melt with fervent heat. I die for my loyalty to the Federal Government. I know that you would not have me turn traitor to save my life. Life is precious, but death, even death on the scaffold, is preferable to dis-

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honor. Remember me kindly to all my friends. Tell Sallie, Violetta, David, Lizzie, Mary, and Emma, my dear sisters and brother, to meet me in heaven. I know that my Redeemer lives. Dying is hut going home. I have taught many how to live and how to die happily. Now by example I am called to teach them how to die as becometh the Christian. May God in mercy grant that as my day my strength may be, and that in my last moments I may not by slavish fear bring dishonor upon my Master's cause, but may glorify Him in the fires. Remember me to my old, tried, true, and trusted friend, Henry Spence. I have no doubt you are con- stantly praying for me. I will soon be in that glo- rious home where prayer is lost in praise, faith is changed to sight, and death is swallowed up in victory. Farewell till we meet beyond the river. Your affectionate son,

John H. Aughey. To David and Elizabeth Aughey, Amsterdam, Jeffer- son county, Ohio.

Central Military Prison, Tupelo, Itawamba Co., Miss., July 11, 1862. Hon. Wm. H. Seward:

Dear Sir — A large number of citizens of Mis- sissippi, liolding Union sentiments, and who recog- nize no such military usurpation as the so-called Confederate States of America, are confined in a filthy prison, sadly infested with vermin, and are

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famishing from hunger — a sufficient quantity of food not being furnished us. We are separated from our families, and not suffered to hold any communication with them. We are compelled under a strong guard to perform the most menial services, and are often grossly and flagrantly insulted by the officers and guards of the prison. The nights are very cool, after the torrid heat of the day. We are not furnished with bedding, and are compelled to lie down upon the hard floor of our dungeon, where refreshing sleep is not possible. When exhausted nature can hold out no longer our slumbers are broken, restless, and of short duration. Our property is confiscated and our families left destitute of the necessaries of life, all that they possessed, yea, all their living having been seized by the Confederates and converted to their own use. Heavy iron fetters are placed upon our limbs, and daily some of us are led to the scaffold or to death by shooting. Many are forced into the army, instant death being the penalty in case of refusal, thus con- straining us to bear arms against our country, to be- come the executioners of our friends and brethren, or to fall ourselves by their hands.

These evils are intolerable, and we ask protection through you from the United States Government. Please present our humble and earnest petition to his excellency, Abraham Lincoln, president of the United States, that he may take it under advisement and if possible afford us speedy relief The Federal Gov- ernment may not now be able to release us, but we

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ask the protection which the Federal prisoner receives. Were his life taken, swift retribution would be visited upon the rebels by just retaliation ; one or more rebel prisoners would suffer death for every Federal prisoner whom they destroyed.

Let this rule hold good in case of Unionists who are citizens of the states in rebellion. The loyal Mississippian deserves the same protection accorded the loyal Rhode Islander or Pennsylvanian. We ask also that our confiscated property be restored to us, or, in the event of our death, to our families. If it be destroyed, we ask that reparation be demanded from the rebel authorities, or that the property of known and avowed secessionists be sequestered to that use. Before this letter reaches its destination the majority of us will have ceased to be. The judge advocate, Col. H. W. Walter, of the rebel army, has informed the writer that he must die on the 15th inst. We have therefore little hope that we individ- ually can receive any personal benefit from this peti- tion, even though you should regard it favorably and consent to its suggestions, but our families who have been robbed, so cruelly robbed, of all their substance, may, in the future, receive remuneration for their great losses, and should citizens of avowed secession proclivities \vho are within the Federal lines be arrested and held as hostages for the safety of Union- ists who are and may be hereafter incarcerated in Tupelo and elsewhere, the rebels will not dare put another Unionist to death.

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Trusting that you will deem it proper to take the prayers presented in our petition under advise- ment, and afford us the protection desired, we remain with high considerations of respect and esteem" your oppressed and imprisoned fellow-citizens,

John H. Aughey, Benjamin Claeke. B. D. Naboes, John Robinson, And thirty-eight others. Two young men, Donald Street and Samuel May- nard, informed me to-day that they had beeu im- pressed into the rebel service. They had been taken prisoner at Corinth by General Pope, and had taken the oath of allegiance to the Federal Government, to which their hearts had always been loyal. Recently they had been arrested by Parson Ellis and six other guerrillas, near Rienzi, and being brought by them into the rebel camp, they refused to rejoin their regi- ments, and in consequence were immured in this dungeon. From the threats of the officers they ex- pected to be shot at any moment. They had used every means to banish the thoughts of death — had forced themselves to engage in pleasantry and mirth to drive away the sadness and gloom which oppressed them when alone, and when they recalled the delights of their happy homes which they would never see again. I counseled them to prepare to meet their God in peace, wisely to improve the short time granted them to make their jDcace, calling, and

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election sure. They replied that they hoped all would be well. They had long since confessed Christ before men, and hoped for salvation flirough his merit alone. Still, they could not help feeling sad, young as they were, in the near prospect of death. They were both in their 20th year.

While I was gone for water, these men were taken to their doom and I never saw them more.

One morning, as I lay restless and sore, endeavor- ing to find some position which would be suffi- ciently easy to permit me to secure, even for a few mo- ments, the benefit of tired nature's sweet rastorer — balmy sleep, the thought occurred that it would be well to attempt an escape, though it should result in death from the fire of the guards ; this would be by far preferable to death by strangulation at the rope's end, and in the presence of a large concourse of hoot- ing, jeering, yelling, infuriated rebels. I had just finished the preparation of the following address, to be delivered from the scaffold if not forbidden. I gave a copy to M. T. Anderson, who desired it for publication upon his exchange:

ADDRESS TO BE READ FROM THE GALLOWS.

My Unionist Friends :

Hear the words of a man about to die. Last words are of solemn import. Keep them in remem- brance. Follow the counsels given, if they com- mend them.selves to your judgment. The Confeder- ate officers have brought you here to witness my fate.

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that you may thus learn the penalty they deem proper to be inflicted for inflexible adherence to pa- triotic principles. They declare that I am guilty of treason. Who are the traitors ? I affirm that those who would subvert the integrity of the government founded by our patriotic ancestors, are the real traitors. Our politicians, I will not call them states- men, would first overthrow the best of governments, and then construct from its ruins a government whose corner-stone shall be human slavery. Will it stand? Forbid it. Almighty God ! forbid it, heaven. The millennium dawn is too near for God to permit to prosper a government organized to maintain a barbaric relic of the dark ages, and to preserve in- tact an institution subversive of all the rights of man. Human slavery is made a fundamental feature of the Confederate States of America — the corner-stone, as Alexander Stephens terms it. Should we who have no slaves risk life and limb in the interests of slave- holders, and at their bidding war against a govern- ment that has never trespassed upon our rights ? I, for one, prefer death, and gladly welcome its embrace rather than to violate the monitions of conscience, the voice of reason, the decision of judgment, and the teachings of pious and patriotic ancestors. You be- lieve in state rights, so do I. State sovereignty and national supremacy. They are not incompatible. State and nation each sovereign in its own sphere. One needs not and has not trenched upon the prerog- atives of the other. E pluribus unum, one com-

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posed of many. Distinct as the billows, yet one as the sea. Forced into the army as conscripts, you are not warring against the government by choice. Ac- cept deliverance when it comes. See to it that the republic receives no detriment at your hands. The time is not far distant when the last assassin's dagger shall be stricken from his rebellious hand. How earn- estly I have prayed to be permitted to see the downfall of treason, but God in his wisdom declines to grant my petition. The government will live and flourish long after all its foes are dead, buried, and forgotten, for the memory of the wicked shall rot. It will dis- pense blessings to your posterity and mine, till the angel of Jehovah, standing with one foot on the sea and the other on the solid land, shall, with trumpet voice, proclaim that time shall be no more. It is the last, the best, and most benign government ever be- stowed upon man by Him who establishes the na- tions and fixes their boundaries and ordains their duration. Our government would be unworthy of respect were it impotent to enforce obedience to its wise, humane, and beneficent laws, and to perpetuate its existence, if necessary, by the complete overthrow of all opposing forces. The government under which we have as a nation so greatly prospered is the ordinance of God. The wheels of the chariot which bears it onward will ever revolve. He who stands in the way of its progress will be crushed as sure as fate.

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perforce, your conscience, your judgment, the teach- ings of true wisdom, the word of God that enjoins obedience to lawful authority, the jjatriotic utterances of Washington and his compatriots, should be the chart to direct you in the path of duty in every emer- gency. Firmly resolve that the republic, through you, shall receive no detriment. The government has done you no harm. Reciprocate with grateful hearts the benefits received from its benignant laws and beneficent institutions. When treason dies an ignominious death, be present to bury its gory corpse beyond the possibility of a resurrection. I see be- fore me many who were with us on the high hills and in the deep glens devising plans to resist the de- tested conscription. Many of your comrades are in the ranks of the patriotic army aiding in crushing the hydra serpent head of treason and rebellion. See to it that they suffer no harm at your hands. May their lives be precious in your sight.

"Oh, Liberty, how many crimes are committed in thy name," exclaimed one well known to fame, but we are murdered by the craven hordes of treason to promote the fancied interests of chattel slavery, of human bondage.

I die, but the sacred cause I humbly represent will not perish with me on this scaffold. The roots of the tree of liberty, moistened by the blood of the noble phalanx of Iiero-martyrs who have perished here in Tupelo and on other fields, made classic and sacred by the outpouring of the precious blood of true

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Southern patriots, will strike deep and spread wide, and will send up through every porethe vital fluid which shall keep forever fresh and green the leaves of that sacred tree planted by our fathers in the primeval forest, under whose wide-spreadiug branches they and their children, and, we trust, their remotest posterity, will find safety and freedom and peren- nial happiness.

These, our murderers, would dig up the tree of liberty and plant in its stead the deadly upas tree of human bondage. Its roots would reach down and take hold upon perdition. The inalienable rights of man would perish beneath its blighting shade.

Shall we tamely and basely surrender our God- given heritage of freedom to save our lives imperiled by treason's minions? Shall we basely betray a cause dearer to us than life, for the sake of ckins out a miserable, cowardly existence, purchased at the' cost of our manhood and of every virtuous and holjr principle? Shall we sell our birthright for a mess of pottage, and thus ignobly receive, as a Loon gra- ciously accorded by these fiends incarnate who are thirsting for our blood, a few years' longer lease of life, till nature calls us to pay the inevitable debt, and we slink into dishonorable graves ?

No. A thousand times, no. My free soul, not trammeled by the fetters that bind and torture my body, gladly, joyfully embraces death, cxultingly leaping into its outstretched arms in preference to the acceptance of life on terras so vile, so ignominious,

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that were I to. do so, high heaven with ire would spurn ray wretched soul, wh6n seeking admission into Paradise, from all association with the spirits of the pure and good, and consign it to the doom of those who rebelled in heaveii^nd on earth against the God who ordained the powers that be, to whom, when ruling by divine appointment, all are commanded to be subject.

The glorious cause, in the interests of which I lay down my life, will ultimately triumph. Truth crushed to earth will rise again. Entertain no doubts on this subject. Rebellion will be utterly subverted as sure as the God of justice reigns, who will ever prosper the cause approved in heaven.

For right is right, since God is God,

And right the day must win; To doubt would be diisloyalty,

To falter would be sin.

May God subvert rebellion by the speedy over- throw of all its enemies and the restoration of civil and constitutional liberty to the people of these dis- tracted, discordant, belligerent, and rebellious South- ern states. Liberty calls upon each one of you to do your duty, that her blessings may be dispensed to and enjoyed by all.

They love her best who to themselves are true, And what they dare to dream of dare to do.

Remember my advice heretofore given on many a high hill and secluded, lonely glen, at the solemn midnight hour. I am now ready to be offered up,

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and the time of my departure has come. I only ex- change earth for heaven — a life of warfare for a vic- tor's crown. Dying is but going home. Farewell, my friends, till we meet beyond the river where pain and sorrow, sin and death ar«ifelt and feared no more. My own and my country's enemies cannot reach me there to harna me. Those holy gates forever bar pol- lution, sin, and shame. None can obtain admittance there but followers of the Lamb. My prayer is that of the good Dr. Valpy:

In peace let me resign my breath

And Thy salvation see; My sins deserve eternal death,

But Jesus died for me.

I have complied with the conditions upon which salvation is promised. I have exercised faith in the Lord Jesus Christ. I have exercised loving trust and trusting love, and have the assurance that Jesus is my loving, precious Savior, in whose delightful presence I am about to appear. So I have nothing to fear.

Once to every man and nation

Comes a moment to decide, In the strife of truth and falsehood

For the good or evil side; Truth is now upon the scaffold,

Wrong is now upon the throne, Yet this scaffold sweeps the future,

And behind the dim unknown Standeth God within the shadow,

Keeping watch above his own.

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Weep not for me but for yourselves and your children. God in his righteous retribution will visit in vengeance for the great sins of this rebellious people. Our blood will be required at their hands. Those of you who can do so, escape for your lives, for this wicked peo- ple shall be crushed in the wine-press of Jehovah's wrath, and M-ill be compelled to drink to the dregs the cup of divine vengeance.

Though the mills of the gods grind slowly they grind exceed- ing small;

Though ■with patience He stands waiting, with exactness ITe grinds all.

I must close. Your friend and fellow-citizen of the state of Mississippi, and the United States of America, John H. Atjghey.

Tlie prisoners who were shot suffered death in the following manner : A hole was dug, I can scarcely dignify it by the name of grave. The victim, was ordered to sit with h!s leers dangling in it. The file of soldiers took position in front of their victims, when three balls were fired into the brain and three into the heart, and the body falling into this rude ex- cavation ■\\as immediately covered A\ith earth. At first coffins -were used, but of late these had been dis- pensed with, owing to the expense, and the increas- ing number of executions. In some cases the sol- diers purposely missed their aim. It was an odious duty whicli they endeavored to shun, and only per- formed it iipon compulsion. If the corpse was to be delivered to friends they invariably tried to aim so

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as to wound without taking life, and many of the condemned have, by feigning death, escaped in this way. Gen. Bragg's name was a synonym for cruelty. He shot many of his own soldiers for trivial offenses, and upon the poor Unionists he had no mercy. One of his officers said to me, "So many men are put to death by Bragg, and executions have become so com- mon that now when they occur they scarcely excite remark." He was a martinet who never failed to punish the most trivial offenses with great severity. I had not long meditated upon this subject when I arose, resolved upon immediate death or libert}-. Of two evils I chose the less. My intentions were communicated to several prisoners, ■who promised me all the aid in their power. My fetters were exam- ined, and it was the opinion of Amos Doane and Amzi Meek that with proper instruments my bonds could be divested of the iron rods wliich secured the chain rings. A long-handled iron spoon, my knife, which had a file blade, and a file which one of the prisoners had procured from a Unionist visitor, were secured, and two were detached at a time to work upon my manacles. We went to a corner of the prison, and a sufficient number of prisoners stood in front of us to prevent the guards from observing the proceedings. We changed our location frequently to avoid suspicion, and wlien officers entered, labor was suspended till their exit. Several prisoners were shot to-day, and six Unionists were incarcerated. A reign of terror had been inaugurated only equaled

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in its appalling enormity by the memorable Frencli revolution.

Spies and informers in the pay of the rebel gov- ernment prowl througli the country, using every arti- fice and stratagem to lead Unionists to criminate themselves. After this they are dragged to prison and to death. The cavalry dash through the country making daily raids, burning cotton, carrying off or wantonly destroying the property of loyal citizens, and committing depredations of every kind.

Several prisoners resolved to attempt to escape with me. Our plan was to bring in from the enc'os- ure in the rear of the prison the ax with which wo cut and split wood for cooking, and if possible to raise a plank in the floor by cutting away the wood and drawing the spikes, a sufficient number to stand around those who did the work to prevent observa- tion, and to make a hilarious noise so as to drown the sound that would be made. Then in the night we would get under the prison and make our way out on the north side througli the guards who were off duty. At this time there were three guards' in front of each door, and two on the south side of the building. On the north side of the prison there were no guards on duty, it not being thought necessary if the other sides were vigilantly guarded. There were, however, sev- eral hundred guards who,^when off duty, slept on this side of the prison.

When relieved they came there to sleep, and those whose turn it was went on duty. They were con-

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stantly coming and going, and during tlie wliole night they kept up an incessant noise. My friends labored unremittingly during the day to remove the irons that secured the chain ring. Those who stood around us to prevent the observation of the guards standing in front of the doors told stale jokes and laughed at them immoderately, so as to drown tlie noise of tlio filing. The sun was ffow setting, but the ax had not yet been brought into the prison. Jimmie Tevis had hidden it under his blouse and tried to pass the guards with it, but they detected him by the jjrotrud- ing helve, and made him return it. Now the extra guards had gone on duty. There were three in front of each door. The doors had been removed. The apertures we called doors. A guard Avas seated on each threshold, and one inside the building prome- naded the floor backward and forward throughout its entire length all night. During tlie day no guards were on the thresholds, nor in the building.

While deliberating upon the best plan to pursue, since we had failed in securing the ax, Gen. Jordan and Col. Clare entered. I was standing in the mid- dle of the floor, midway between the doors, eating some rice which had been surreptitiously conveyed to me. A note accompanied the mess, deftly enclosed. It read : " From your sincere and sympathetic friend, Mrs. Jjydia Runyan." Gen. Jordan came directly to the place where I stood, and holding a lantern in front of my face, said, "You are here yet, are you?" J gave an affirmative nod. "Well," said he, to Col.

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Clare, " I must examine this fellow's irons to see what is tlieir condition." Suiting the action to the word, lie put his hands down, and ascertaining that they had been tampered with, he endeavored ineffectually to pull off the bands. He did not notice that I could slip the chain rings off. "These irons," said he "are very insecure. Who helped you to put them in this condition?" I made no reply. After wait- ing till he was assured that I intended none, he turned to Col. Clare and said : " Colonel, have these irons welded, put handcuffs upon him, and chain him to that bolt in the floor. The gallows shall not be cheated of their due."

Col. Clare said, "Must I do it to-night?"

"Yes, to-night. Do it at once."

"But," replied the colonel, "it is nearly nine o'clock, and I can't find a blacksmith to weld the irons on his ankles. .The forges are out of blast at this hour."

"Well, wait till morning, but do it bright and early."

"All right," replied Col. Clare, "I'll have it done by sunrise or before."

After these officers had taken their departure, the prisoners crowded around me and affirmed that they believed that there was a spy in the house i» the guise of a prisoner. With entire unanimity they held the opinion that Aleck Stephens was the man. He was a j'ed-haired, low-browcd, grim-visaged, freckle-faced, hard-featured, villainous specimen of

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the genu3 homo, who sat reticent in a coruer, j)eering from under his bushy eyebrows, and rejecting all fa- miliarity or kind offices tendered by his fellow-pris- oners. All realized that I must escape that night or it would be too late. When chained to a bolt in the floor, with securely welded anklets and wearing hand- cuffs, I would be in an utterly helpless condition. There were eleven guards on duty : three in front of each door, one seated upon each threshold, and one promenading the house, which was lighted during the whole night. There was also a special police force on duty, as some Federal prisoners who were in prison till some formalities took place would be sent in the morning to Columbus, Miss., and it was' feared that they might attempt to escape ere they were sent far- ther south. I was seated with some Federal prison- ers, sending messages to my friends. I told them that I would slip off my chain, run by the guards, and that it was more than probable that I would draw their fire and be shot; that perhaps my man- gled corpse would be brought into the prison in a few minutes. I asked them to be sure to inform my friends of the manner of my death. With this re- quest they promised faithfully to comply. I said, " Farewell, perhaps forever," and arose to make the hazardous attempt.

At this moment a young man whom we nicknamed "Mississippi" ran up to me and said, "Parson, I think I have found-.a way by which you may escape." His true name, I think, was Leonard Humphrey.

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Said I, "What is it?"

He replied, '•' Iwas out in the front enclosure, and I saw a hole by the step under the jail, and I think you could get under."

"Why," I rej^lied, "that would be impossible. The three guards standing in front would see me; the guard seated in the doorway would see me; and in their presence it would be impossible to get under the building without discovery."

" I thought of that, and ■while you was preaching I was fixing up a plan, and by golly, I think we can get you off." We were permitted to go into the front enclosure, three at a time, at pleasure, during the day, and on moonlight nights till ten o'clock. Ho continued, " I must have help." He soon secure;l the requisite number, who, at the risk of immediate death, upon discovery, agreed to run the risk for my sake. May the Lord reward them.

He then detailed his plan. When the guard prom- enading the house approached we talked about the price of cotton or some indifferent topic. When he went from us we resumed the business in hand. Wo all promised implicit obedience. Just at 9:45 four of us went out. I went out clanking my chains, to lull suspicion, and they^ did not order me back, as they had done so often before. The rule required that but three be permitted to be in the enclosure at one time, but they providentially did not enforce the rule this time. My three fellow-prisoners stood between me and the guards, and entered into a fierce discus-

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sion with them in regard to the comparative merit of Mississippi and Tennessee troops. The enclosures, in front and rear, were formed by stalsies surmounted by poles. Their form was a parallelogram, whose dimensions were about ten by sixteen feet. The guards became much excited, and the discussion was becoming loud and acrimonious. Howell Trogden, a prisoner, sat inside and held the guard in conversa- tion, who was seated on the threshold. I sat by the aperture under the building, removed my chain, put my legs under the building, and leaned my head upon my elbow, my elbow upon the step, upon which rested the guard's feet, who was seated upon the threshold of the prison door. My fellow-pris- oners, in a wordy war with the guards, were diverting their attention, ^vith every appearance of success. I reflected that a few moments would decide my fate. If detected in this forlorn hope, this last attempt with any prospect of success, I must end my life ignominiously upon the scaflbld. In the early morning my anklets would be securely welded; I would be handcuffed and chained to a bolt in the floor of our gloomy dungeon. Then all hope must end, and soon my corpse would be borne into the presence of her whose tears were flowing, and who refused to be comforted, because of my ominous absence.

'Tis ten o'clock; I hear the order for the relief guard. They come ; I see their bayonets glittering in the bright moonlight. The set time, the appointed

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moment, pregnant with ray fate, had arrived. I oilFered an ejaculatory prayer to Him who sits upon the throne of heaven for protection at this critical moment. The guards stood within ten feet of me. Now tliey look steadily at me. I return their gaze. The relief guard has confronted them. They turn to receive it. At that moment I moved backward under the building and disappeared from view. The new guard enter upon their duty. The old guard, without a backward glance, march away. The prisoners are ordered into the dungeon. The guards see but three, and know that that is the highest num- ber permitted by regulation order within the enclos- ure. They did not suspect that four had been suf- fered to be out, in violation of orders. . I was under the prison, but there were vigilant guards on every side. We were in the midst of the great rebel army. The din of a multitude sounded in my ears. It seemed almost impossible even now to escape detection. Bur- dette Danner had thrown me his canteen, but it struck against the prison wall. It glittered in the bright moonlight; I was famishing from thirst, but I feared to seize it, though I knew that it was full of that precious liquid whose price was now estimated far above rubies. I did not wish to take any unneces- sary risk. The hand protruding from under the ])rison would probably be observed by the guards and excite their suspicion. I could hear their lowest tones. After awhile one of them said, "Gilmore, I always do forget the countersign." The other replied,

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"It is 'Braxton' for to-night." Though uttered in an undertone, I caught it. "Well," replied his com- rade, I thought it was ' Braxton,' or ' Bragg,' or some- thing like that. I won't forgit it agin."

I crawled to the north side of the prison, and found that there were three ajjertures which would admit ray egress. Upon reaching the first, T found that the guards were so numerous and so close, that it would be extremely hazardous to run the risk at this point. Crawling to the second, I remained till there was comparative quiet. But at the instant I was about to creep out, a soldier, who was lying with his face toward me, sat up and commenced coughing, and continued to cough at intervals for more than an hour. Finding it unadvisable to run the ri.sk of detection at this point, I made my way with con- siderable difficulty to the third and last aperture, near the rear of the prison, and not far distant from the guards in the rear enclosure. Here exhausted nature could hold out no longer, and I slept. How long I know not. The vermin and the cold awoke me. Presently I heard one soldier say to another. "It is 3 o'clock in the morning and we will have to go on duty." I felt confident that then was my time or never. Morning would soon appear, and my escape would be discovered and my re-arrest follow. Commending myself into the hands of God, and pleading that he would mercifully keep me from detection, and grant nie safe conduct through this mighty host of watchful foes, I arose from under

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the building, and in passing two sleeping soldiers lying within four feet of the prison wall, I struck my foot against the head of one of them. I had not walked for so long a time without a chain, which necessarily compelled me to make such short steps, that I reeled as if under the influence of intoxicants, when freed from it. This made me swerve from my intended course and strike with my foot the head of the somnolent guard. He awoke, and looking at me

in the bright moonlight, said, "D n you, don't

do that again." He turned over and resumed his .slumbers. He doubtless mistook me for one of his comrades, who, in his aM'kwardness, had made the unintentional assault.

In prison I had purchased a shirt, paying eleven dollars in gold for it, which resembled that worn by many rebel soldiers. This doubtless contributed to my escape, by warding off suspicion, which would have been aroused at once, if I had appeared in their midst in citizen's dress. I was also wearing McHat- ton's dark-colored pants. After j^roceeding a few steps I sat down by a stump, around which a number of guards were collected, some standing, some sitting, and some reclining. To appear at ease I took my knife from my pocket and commenced to whittle the stump and to whistle. This apparent unconcern may have deceived them, and contributed to ward off (ir allay suspicion. It was an almost unparalleled wonder that some of them did not observe me emerge from underneath the prison, as the moon was shining

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brightly aud they were very near the prison wall in great numbers. Doubtless God had held their eyes or obscured their vision. I soon arose, returned my knife to my pocket, and wound my way cautiously among the various groups, endeavoring to reach the corn field towhich I had made my first escape. I endeavored to see every vidette before he perceived me. I had some narrow risks in passing them. As I came near the corn field, a vidette, who had been concealed behind a tree, appeared, evidently with the intention of halting me if I approached nearer. I halted without the order. If he had given the com- mand to halt, I should have given the countersign, Braxton, which I had learned while under the prison, and then have made some excuse for wander- ing away from my comrades. To avoid suspicion I resorted to a ruse which I cannot narrate. It proved successful. I, after a time, started toward the prison, till, seeing videttes in front, I fell upon the ground and deflected from my course toward the prison. After passing through many perils and hair-breadth escapes, as the least blunder would have proved fatal, I reached the dense woods and bore south-west. Kneeling down under a larch ti-ee, T returned God thanks for thus far crowning my eflx)rts with success, and most earnestly besought Him to continue His kind protecting care, to choose my path before me, and make it safe, that I might escape detection and be permitted to rejoin my family and friends in safety. I had asked Him in prison to lengthen my life by fifteen years, as he did Hezekiah's.

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1 now pursued my journey rapidly iu a sout:,v westerly direction, choosing that which led directly I'rom my home for two reasons. The cavalry, with the blood-hounds, would not probably be sent in that direction. After listening attentively while in prison to the reveille and tattoo, and the din from the surrounding camps, I thought the coast was clearest in that direction, and that I could, by taking that route, with the greater case evade the rebel pickets. I hastened onward with all possible speed, avoiding roads, till the sun arose. As I was rapidly traveling along a narrow path, I suddenly met a negi'o. He was scared. So was I. I, in a per- emptory tone, addressed him in quick succession, the following questions :

"Where are you going? Where have you been? To whom do you belong? Have you a pass?"

"I belong," said the boy, trembling, "to Col. Kohlheim, I have been to wife's house, and am gwine back to Massa's."'

lie handed me his pass which read : "The bearer, Tabor, has permission to go to Major Smith's to visit his wife and return. Good till to-morrow evening, the inst."

"Well, sir," said he, as I handed him his pass, " you see it am all right wid me."

Concluding that it was not all right " wid " myself I hurried on. Tabor called to me ere I had gone twenty yards. I halted. He came up and asked me if " (lis bill ([)resenting one on a Tennessee bank) was

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good." " Good as the bank," said I, and hurried onward, speedily leaving the path and turning into a dense woods. Traveling oil till about 12 p.m., judging from the vertical rays of the sun, I came to an open champaign country, through which I could not travel with safety, in daylight. I sought a place in which to hide, and discoveringa ditch which bi- sected a corn-field, I concealed myself in that. Many passed near me during the day. I was very hun- gry. Sullivan and Soper, Federal prisoners had each given me, before leaving prison, a small piece of bread, which they had in their haversacks wlicn cap- tured. I found both pieces were saturated ^vith to- bacco. The prisoner with whom I had exchanged pants used tobacco, and had carried some in b(jtli pockets. As tobacco is very offensive to me, its. ])resence upon my bread caused me to lose it. I re- flected on the best course to pursue in order to securer the greatest degree of safety i n my flight. I thought at one time that it would be best to go west until I reached the Mississippi river, then hail a gun-boat and thus be saved, but I reflected that I was a lonff, long distance from that river — that there was the great Mississippi bottom to pass through, which was full of lagoons, lakes, bayous, and swamps, and that it was infested with bears, rattlesnakes, vipers, bull- snakes, centipedes, tarantulas, and venomous reptiles, and wild beasts of many kinds. I would also have to swim across the Yazoo and Tallahatchie rivers, which I' feared I could not do, enfeebled as I would 16

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be when I reached those rivers, and encumbered as I was with the lieavy iron bands. The day ended and the night came. The stars, those beautiful noctui'nal luminaries, came out in silent glory, one by one. Fixing my eye upon the polar star, the underground railroad traveler's guide, I set out bearing a little to the west of nortli. I soon reached the thick woods and found it very difficult to make rapid jjrogress, in consequence of the dense undergrowth and obscure light. The bushes would strike me in the eyes, and often the top of a fallen tree would compel me to make quite a circuit. Soon, however, the moon ap- peared in her brightness — the old silver moon. But her light I found to be by far less brilliant than that of the sun, and her rays were much obscured by the dense foliage overhead, hence my progress was necessarily slow, labored, and toilsome. During the day I had slept but little, in consequence of the proximity of those who might be bitter foes, and also because of the un- pleasant position I occupied, as the ditch in which I had concealed myself was muddy and proved a very uncomfortable bed. I therefore became weary, ray limbs stiif from travel and from the pressure of the heavy iron bands. Sleep overpowered me, and I lay down in the leaves and slept till the cold awoke me. I slept an hour and a hall", as I judged from the moon's descent. The nights are invariably cool in Mississippi, however sultry may have been the weather during the day. Arising from my uneasy slumber I pressed on. My thirst, which had for

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some time been increasing, now became absolutely unendurable. I knew not where to get ^vater, not daring to go near a well for fear of arrest. I must obtain water or perish. At length I heard some sucking pigs and their dam at a short distance from me in the woods. There seemed to be no alterna- tive. I must either perish or obtain some fluid to slake my raging thirst, so I resolved to catch one of the little pigs, cut its throat, and drink the blood. I .searched for my knife, but ascertained that I liad lost it. I was therefore reluctantly compelled lo abandon my designs upon tlie suckling's life. As I went forward, the sow and her brood started up alarmed, and in their fright plunged into water. I followed fast and found a mud-hole — a perfect lob- lolly. The water M-as tepid, foul, and miingled with the spawn of frogs. Removing the green scum, I drank deep of the stagnant pool. My thirst was only partially allayed by this foul draught, and soon returned. As day dawned, I found some sassafras leaves, which I chewed to allay the pangs of hunger, but they formed a paste which I could not swallow. I remembered that this day was tiie holy Sabbath, but it brought neither rest to my weary frame, nor composure to my agitated and excited mind.

The course decided upon as safest and best was to go far to the south and west, and there wait till the cavalry had returned from their search for me, then by a very circuitous route to endeavor to reach the Memphis and Charlestown railroad, find some Fed-

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eral outpost on that road, and thus be saved. About ten o'clock I came to an open country, and sought a place to conceal myself. I found a dense copse on a hillside, and hid within its friendly depths. I had about departed to the realm of dreams when I heard the voice of song. A human voice quickly aroused me. I peered out from my lair, and on an opposite hill I .saw a gigantic Ethiopian making his way la- boriously. He had a plank in his hands, there was one underneath him upon which he was walking. When lie reached the end of it, he laid down the j)lank he bore in his hands, stepped upon it, and reaching back he lifted the other plank, and thus he wended his way. He accompanied his task by sing- ing a song heard often upon every southern plan- tation :

My ole missus promise me,

Dat when she die, she'd set me free,

Bat she dun dead this many year ago,

An' yer I'm ii hoin de same ole row.

Eun, nigger, run, dc patter-roller ketch you,

Run, nigger, run, hit's almos' day.

I'm a hoin across, I'm a hoin aroun',

I'm a cleanin up some mo' newgronn',

Whar I lif so hard, I lif so free,

Dat my sins rises up in fronter me.

Oh, run, nigger, run, de patter-roller ketch you,

Run, nigger, run, hit's .ilmos' day.

But .some ob dese days my time will come, I'll year dat bugle, I'll year dat drum, I'll see dem armies amarchin' along, I'll lif my headan' jineder song.

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I'll hide no more behind dat tree,

When the angels flock ter wait on me.

Oh, run, nig!;er, run, de patter-roller ketch yon.

Enn, nigger, run, hit's almos' day.

As he laid down his plank and stepped upon it, it slid from under his feet and he fell prone upon the ground. He jumped up and sang:

"If Charley slip upon his track Der's danger de hounds will bring him back, Oh, run nigger, run, de patter-roller ketch you, Eun, nigger, run, hit's almos' day."

Thus he improvised his song as he wended his

weary way. He was trying to evade the hounds by

thus leaving no scent for them to follow. As he

passed me he sang :

"De pore white trash dey lives an' grows, Dey noze far less dan the nigger noze."

Then he sang the chorus with a will :

"My name's Sam, I don't care a d — n,

I'd radder be a nigger, dan a pore white man"

He look around in alarm, and muttered, "Old Charley aiwa's dun furgit hizsef when he sings dat song." He then passed onward in silence, carrying his planks with him.

A singular noise attracting attention, as I gazed up the hill I saw a man descend from a tree and look around warily. As he passed near me, I called out, in a low tone, Taisez vous.

Quickly glancing in my direction, he replied, " Oui, out."

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I bade him come to me. He did so. He had been in hiding for a month, and becoming hungry he left his lofty perch to procure the food that would be left at the designated spot by his wife or eldest daughter. He told mc to await his return and he would share liis food with me, and he assured me of all possible aid. As he emerged from the jungle, a man with fierce aspect confronted him. He told him to throw up his hands. I had accompanied him and ■was about to retreat with all possible speed, but the thought of abandoning my friend restrained me. I determined to stand by him and abide the result.. My friend refused to throw up his hands. He said he preferred to die there and then in preference to submitting to be bound. This man, who I learned was known as Col. Ned Barry, ordered us to march in front of him, or if we hesitated he would let us have the contents of his revolvers. We obeyed, hoping to escape by darting into the woods at some suitable point, or by some providential deliverance.

As we neared a large tree. Col. Barry said : " Israel Nelson, I've been prowlin' around arter you for more'n three weeks. Now, sir, you got ter go two miles from here, an' Gen. Yerger will be d — d glad ter see yer." He turned around to make this little speech. As he closed, and was about to advance, a dusky foru. suddenly sprang from behind the tree, a bludgeon descended swiftly upon the Colonel's skull, and our would-be captor lay unconscious at our feet. We found cords in his pockets and securely

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bound our fallen foe. Soon he returned to conscious- ness, and begged piteously for his life. We took ■possession of his weapons. A little boy of ten years of age appeared on the scene. He came to find his father. He told him that ma wanted him to come- to the house at once, there was strangers there to sec- him. What should wd do to secure our own safety. Nelson proposed shooting both father and son. Wc took them both to the copse, and with the aid of tiiis- Ethiopian, Avho iiad appeared at an opportune mo- ment, gagged both father and son, and bound tlicni to the same tree. I urged Nelson to escape with me, and to leave these persons bound. He replied that he must see his wife, and that he would go to tlie trysting place, and she would probably be there, or in case she was not there, he would find a note secreted near by. The note was there, but contained no special information. Nothing but words of com- fort and aifectionate sympathy.

We Iieard hounds, and feared to return to our prisoners for a long time. The African, Charley, had left us, and as night had dropped down uj)on the scene we cautiously returned to the copse.

'I hope never again to witness such a ghastly sight. The mangled remains of father and son were still ad- hering to the tree. Fierce hounds had torn them to pieces. I could no longer stay to gaze upon this sad I tragedy. Nelson told me that he had resolved to shoot them both, as,his safety and mine would be compro- mised by sparing their lives. I am glad that tlic

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terrible necessity was obviated. Nelson refused to abandon his family, and I could no longer delay, so liastened onward.

The dismal night passed away. I found a place to hide — a ditch as usual. I slept, and saw in my dreams tables groaning under the weight of the most delicious viands, and brooks of crystal waters bab- bling and sparkling as they rushed onward in their meandering course, but when I attempted to grasp them they served me as Tantalus of olden time was served, by vanishing into thin air or receding from ray grasp. While lying here, I was occasionally aroused by the trampling of horses grazing in the fields, which I feared might be bringing on my pur- suers. Once the voices of men mingled with the sound of prancing steeds upon a little bridge some twenty feet distant, induced me to look out from my hiding place, and lo ! two cavalry men, perhaps hunting for my life, passed along.

When the sun had reached the zenith, I was again startled by voices, which approached nearer and still nearer my place of concealment, till at length the cause was discovered. Several children, both black and white, had come from a farm house about a quarter of a mile distant to gather blackberries along the margin of the ditch. They soon discovered me and seemed somewhat startled and alarmed at my appearance. I soon saw them gazing down upon me in my moist bed, with evident amazement and alarm. Pallid, haggard, unshaven, and covered with mud, I

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must have presented a frightful picture. As soon as the children passed me, fearing the report they would carry home, I arose from my lair and hastened onward. After traveling three or four miles I came to a dense woods bordering a stream, which had ceased running in consequence of the unprecedented drought that had for a longtime prevailed tliroughout this section of Mississippi. The creek had been a large one, and in the deep cavities some water still i-emained. Though warm and covered with a thick green scum, and mingled with the spawn of frogs, I drank it from sheer necessity, tepid and unwholesome as it was. It did not allay my thirst, but created a nausea which was very unpleasant. After traveling several hours, I came to a place where was a depres- sion in the ground. I thought I might possibly find water. Soon the sight of water gladdened me, but it was stagnant and covered with a thick, greenish, yellowish scum. As I approached it I was startled by seeing the tracks of some one who I thought might have been a fugitive like myself By closely observ- ing the footsteps and the surroundings, I discerned this to be the place I had left hours ago. I was traveling in a circle. My bewildered brain had lost its power to locate accurately the cardinal points.

About 4 o'clock p.m. I was startled by the baying of blood-hounds behind me, and apparently upon my track. Before escaping from jail I had been advised by my fellow-prisoners to procure some onions, as these rubbed upon the soles of my boots would meas-

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urably destroy the scent. These could only be pro- cured by visiting a garden, and I feared to approach so near a house. I had not left any clothing in prison from which the hounds could obtain (he scent so as to recognize"' my track, and my starting in a south-western direction was an additional j)i'ecaution against blood-hounds. Having heard them almost every night for years, as they hunted down the fugi- tive slave, I could not mistake the fearful import of their howling. I could devise no plan for breaking the trail. Daniel Boone, when pursued by Indians, succeeded in baffling the dogs with which they pur- sued him by laying hold of overhanging branches and swinging himself forward. One slave on Dick's river in Kentucky, near Danville, Boyle Co., ran along the brink of a precipice, and dug a recess back from the narrow path. Crawling into it, he remained concealed till the hounds reached that point, when he thrust them from the path. They fell and were dashed to pieces upon the jagged rocks below. Some slaves, be- fore escaping, provide themselves with a large sup- ply of cayenne pepper. When the hounds are heard in pursuit they set down their heels with considerable force so as to make as deep an impression as possible;, they then sprinkle their tracks with the cayenne pep- per. The hounds, in rapid pursuit, inhale the pep- per. It produces such pain and irritation that they will not pursue any fugitive for months, and even then with caution so great that they are nearly worth- less as negro dogs.

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None of these plans were praoticable, and 1 believed death imminent, either from being torn to pieces by the hounds or by being shot by the cavalry who were following hard after them. Climbing a tree, I re- solved to die rather than be taken back to Tupelo to suffer death on the gallows in the presence of a hoot- ing, howling, mixed multitude of infuriate demons. I knew that upon my refusal to come down from the tree a volley from their carbines would end my life. The tree into which I had climbed was a large blaclc oak ; a juniper tree stood on a knoll between the oak and the route by which my pursuers would approach. The oak would afford perfect concealment from obser- vation till my pursuers stood underneath the tree, then, by peering into its umbrageous recesses on all sides, my presence would be discovered. Oh ! how I wished for my navy repeater, that I might sell my life as dearly as possible — that ere I was slain I might make some secessionist bite the dust. I thought of the couplet in the old song :

The hounds are baying on my track, Christian, will you send me back?

A feeling of deep sympathy arose in my heart for the poor slave who, in his endeavor to escape from the iron furnace of southern slavery, encountered the blood-hounds and was torn to pieces by them. A fellow feeling makes us wondrous kind. A touch of sympathy makes all the world akin. Now I hear the deep-mouthed baying of the hounds. The pack is large, and they realize that the object of their

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search is near. I see them now on the crest of the hill but a mile distant. Down the hill they plunge. The cavalry follow hard after them. Men and dogs seem intent upon their fell purpose. Soon they will seize their prey, their hapless victim i^almost within their grasp. These fierce dragoons are mentally gloating over the reward which they will receive for their bloody work. Success will be achieved ere ten minutes elapse. All hasten forward to be in at the death. Must I die as the fool dieth ? Like Jezebel, my blood lapped by dogs, and my body devoured by these fierce blood-hounds and those wild swine feed- ing near? My friends will never learn how I per- ished, and 'tis be'.ter they should not know the horrible circumstances attending my death. Oh ! that I could see my dear wife and darling Kate, to kiss them a final farewell ere the tragic scene closes forever all my hopes of, and aspirations for, a long and happy life in their society. Now the hounds appear on the fui'ther brink of a ravine, a few hun- dred yards distant, a ravine I had crossed a short time before. Their loud baying, their quick, sharp yelps rang with frightful clearness on the summer air. All hope of escape died within my bosom. There seemed to be a pack of forty fierce hounds as they leaped down the steep declivity. I waited in terrible suspense their advent on the hither bank. The cavalry, with rattling sabers and glittering car- bines, appeared on the farther bank, and halting oii the brink found the declivity too steep to attempt

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the descent on horseback. A number dismounted and speedily disappeared within the ravine. Two gray foxes, driven from their covert by the noise of pursuit, ran by the tree in whicli I was concealed, and plunged Jnto a cacti copse. A half-dozen men appeared upon the .crest nearest me. The hounds were yet howling in the glen. They were bearing eastward, up the ravine, and soon the dismounted dragoons recrossed, and remounting began to follow in that direction. On, on they went, with precipitate speed. The howling of the hounds and the yelling and horrid noise indicated that they were receding in the distance. Fainter and fainter the breezes bore to my ears the echoes of pursuit, till at length they were lost in the distance, and I was mercifully sat^ed from a violent and horrid death. How had Divine Prov- idence intei'posed in my behalf! It long remained a mystery. A negro fugitive, escaping from slavery, liad crossed my path — had gone up the ravine. The hounds will always leave the track of a white man for that of a negro. On the next afternoon they caught the poor slave, who had concealed himself in a tree, and returned him to bondage. His master lived in Natchez, Adams Co., and this boy, Jingo Dick, had absconded three months before his capture. I climbed down from the oak, and sat under the juniper tree. I sat under it a long time, returning thanks to God for my deliverance from a liorrible death, yet depressed with the appai-ently hopeless prospect of ever evading ray pursuers and reaching a place of ultimate safety.

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Soon a mocking bird from a neighboring tree began to sing. He seemed to mock me in my agony. When he ceased, a bird perched in the highest branches of the same tree poured from its little throat a song of hope — the sweetest song I ever heard, and tlien another and another joined in glad refrain, till the whole grove grew vocal with their notes of joy. My soul, responsive to these glad strains, grew hopeful, and I, leaving more than half my weary burden of care, trudged on, homeward bound. After awhile I became bewildered, but soon peeping from a flowery dell I saw the yellow compass flower. Its polary prop- erty I knew. And true as the magnetic needle it j)ointed the way to the desired haven. Coming to a hazel deH I saw the patriotic pimpernel. Its flowers of red, white, and blue were closed, and I knew that a storm was impending. Soon the sky became overcast. Dark, threatening, murky clouds o'erspread the sky and shut out the sun. Oh ! that the i*ain might fall in torr nts. I could then assuage my burning, rag- ing thirst. On a distant hill I saw it falling, but only a few drops reached me, and my consuming thirst remained unquenched. I had the same sensa- tions as Burton, one of the explorers of the Dark Continent. He says, "For twenty hours we did not taste water, the sun parched our brains and the mirage mocked us at every turn." As I jogged along, with eyes shut against the fiery air, every im- age that came to my mind was of water; water in the cool well, water bubbling from the rook, water

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rippling in shady streams, water in clear lakes, invit- ing me to plunge in and bathe. Now a cloud seemed to shower upon me drops more precious than pearls, then an unseen hand seemed to offer me a cup, which I would have given all I was worth to receive. But what a dreary, dreadful contrast. I opened my eyes to a heat-reeking plain and a sky of that deep blue so lovely to painter and poet, so full of death to us whose only desire was rain aud tempest. I tried to praybut could not. I tried to think, but I had only one idea — water, water, water. A cup of cold -water. Oh ! how precious. No comparison is adequate to express its worth. But I will trust Him who is able to supply all my needs.

" When first before his mercy seat I did to him my way commit, He gave me warrant from that hour To trust his mercy, love, and power."

"Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him." Becoming confused again in regard to the cardinal points, I fortunately came to a cemetery. In all Christian lands the headstones at the graves are to the west. I took my bearings and traveled on in a north-easterly direction. The Savior said, in Matt, xxiv. 27, " As the lightning cometh out of the east, and shineth even unto the west, so shall also the coming of the Son of Man be." The early Christians supposed that this verse taught that Christ, at the sec- ond advent, would appear in the east. Hence the burial of the dead so that in rising on the resurrec-

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tion morn they would face the east. While steadily pursuing my weary way the faint howling of a dis- tant pack of hounds coming from the direction in which I was traveling caused me to halt in consterna- tion. I was ascending a lofty hill, and was ncaring the summit, when these ominous sounds were heard. It was evident they were not in search of me, for they were coming south, but they might accomplish my destruction as certainly as if tliey had been commis- sioned to effect this object. I hastened to the summit of the hill. A lofty umbrageous oak, a venerable forest king, with lateral branches near the ground, stood on the highest eminence. As the increasingly distinct baying of the hounds indicated their rapid approacli, I resolved to climb this tree. With less difficulty than I had anticipated I succeeded in doing so. Higher and higher I ascended, till I reached the lofty coronal of leaves that decked this mighty monarch of the woods. A grand panorama wa& spread out before me. Two miles distant, in the east, the tents of a great encampment were spread out in full view. The sentries were at their posts ; the roads on all sides were picketed ; a general review was in progress, and the bustle and excitement of camp life was evident in all its appointments. A company of cavalry with blood-hounds were just coming in from the north. They had twenty-five or thirty men in charge, in citizens' dress, evidently Unionists. They were driving these men before them on the double quick. Presently I saw one fall prone upon the

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earth. Three or four cavalry men dismounted, and pricking liim with their bayonets, compelled him to rise. He staggered on a short distance and fell again. A second time they used their bayonets, when one of the prisoners left his companions, and running to the fallen man, thrust aside the bayonets. The guards on foot presented their carbines. A puff of smoke indicated that they had discharged them. This man, who seemed desirous of aiding his fellow-pris- oner, fell upon the prostrate form of the fallen man, whom they now transfixed with their bayonets. After a few moments spent in inspecting their victims, they remounted their horses and rejoined their company. But what startled me most was the sight of a large company of hunters, composed of ladies and gentle- men, who, spread over a considerable space, in high glee and with loud and boisterous halloos were pur- suing a bear. They were coming rapidly toward me from a point due north. That they would pass near me was evident. The bear was but a half mile in advance of the hounds, and they were gaining rapidly upon him. I perceived that the bear's strengtli was waning. He seemed to be running in a direct line toward the tree amid whose friendly foliage I was concealed. A planter, whose residence was upon a hill to the west, had heard the hounds, and I saw him hastily make preparations to join in the chase. Colored men brought out several saddled horses; a number of hounds were unleashed and unkenneled, and, several men mounted the horses, and with guns in hand lias- 17

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tcned away to join in the cliase. I observed that from the direction they took they would not be likely to intercept the bear. On, on, they rode, and ere long joined the hunters in pursuit. The bear, with failing strength, reached a point about three hundred yards from my tree, and turning his back against a tree, stood at bay. The dogs, as fast as they approached, were driven back, howling in agony. A.s the bear was on the opposite side of the tree, I could not see the battle. It became fierce, aud the mingled growling of the bear and the howls and yells of pain upon the part of the discomfited dogs made for a time a perfect pandemonium. The bear seemed on the point of gaining a. victory, but the hunters rode up, called off the not reluctant hounds, and a volley from their carbines laid bruin dead at their feet. I could hear their conversation distinctly. The planter invited the hunters to come over and spend the night with him. He promised to send some of his slaves to flay the bear and care for the meat. The visitors' dogs were taken care of by the planter. Tliey were leashed in his yard ; but his own hounds were allowed to roam at will all night. The negroes came down from the house, skinned and dressed the bear, and it seemed to be attractive labor to them. The hounds came under the tree and barked furiously. One of the colored men said he believed there "was coons up dat tree, or dem dogs wouldn't bark so fierce." One of them said he believed he'd "go and tell mas- ter dat dere was coons in dat tree." Off he started,

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and soon came back to tell de boys to "kum up an' take keer of sum dogs dat de bear had almost killed." About ten o'clock I came down from the tree and pursued my journey in the direction of the polar star. I experienced greater difficulty in descending the tree than in the ascent. My limbs were weary ; the fetters upon my ankles had become quite galling; my tongue was swollen in my mouth and cracking open from thirst. I had not gotten far from the tree when a hound, which had been lapping the blood of the bear, sprang toward me with open mouth. A well-directed blow from a club, which I took the precaution to secure, sent him howling away. AH the hounds within hearing howled in concert, and a more frightful chorus I have never heard. I hastened onward as rapidly as possible, and there seemed to be no pursuit. I feared to deviate from my pathway io the right or left, as I had learned from my lofty point of observation, from my perch in the pinnacle of the lofty monarch of the forest, that there was a large camp to the eastward, and a much less formidable one to the westward ; on the one hand was Scylla, on the other Charybdis. Every hour death stared me in the face. Foes were lurking all around. There was but a step between me and death. The days of my appointed time were waning fast. Hunted like a partridge upon the mountains, by blood-hounds and bloody men, a price upon my head, escape seemed impossible. I knew that prayer, fervent prayer, was continually ascending

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to God in my behalf. Implicitly I believed in the omnipotence of prayer — that no good thing will be denied the prayer of faith. But I had no promise to plead for longer life. It might be the will of the all-wise God to call me from earth, to suffer me to perish, as many patriotic men had done since the in- auguration of rebellion, by rebel cruelty. I was never for an hour out of the hearing of howling hounds or yelping dogs. The hound ordinarily used in the pur- suit of fugitive slaves is a cross between a mastiff and the bull-dog. It is very fierce, and will assault and tear to pieces the fugitive as soon as caught. A hound sometimes used is the blood-hound of the Talbot or southern breed. He has long, pendulous, drooping ears; he is tall and square-headed; has heavy, droop- ing lips and jowl. He has a stern expression. He is broad-chested, deep-tongued, and much slower than the cross between the mastiff and bull-dog. His pow- ers of scenting are extraordinary. Let him smell any article of clothing that has been worn by the fugitive, and he will at once recognize his track and follow it, though it should be more than twenty-four hours old. Often one or two of these blood-hounds are kept to guide the pack. They are not so fierce as the other dogs, and any stout negro, by getting his back against a tree, so that he may not be sur- rounded, could defend himself with a club, and kill his assailants as fast as they approached. But the ordinary dog used to hunt the fugitive — the cross be- tween the mastiff and the bull-dog — is so large, strong,

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and fierce that the fugitive stands but little chance to defend liimself from the combined attaclc of a dozen of them. Were it not for the blood-hounds witli them, he could much more readily break the trail and baffle pursuit. The blood-hound is in color tawny, with black muzzles. The former dog has some scenting powers^ but it is as inferior in these to the true blood-hound as it is superior to him in blood-thirstiness and cruel, indiscriminate pugnacity. It has no utility except as a man-hunter. In hunting the fugitive slave men always accompany the hounds, and are seldom far in the rear. When the fugitive finds all his skill to baiHe pursuit unavailing, he climbs a tree and awaits the arrival of the horsemen, who call off the hounds, order the slave to come down, and they then tie him up and give him one or two hundred lashes, well laid on, on his bare back. Then he is ironed and conveyed home, where he receives the remaining installments of the penalty due to his vain attempt to secure his inalienable rights — life, lib- erty, and the pursuit of happiness. Life, one of the inalienable rights which God ordains for man, is not servile life. Servile life is induced by the avarice and cruelty of man.

I lay down in the woods and fell asleep ; visions of abundance both to eat and drink haunted me, and every unusual sound would startle me. A fly pecu- liar to the South, whose buzz sounded like the voice of a man in his senility, often awoke me with the fear that my enemies were near. As soon as Ursa

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Minor appeared I took up my line of march. The night was very dark, and I became somewhat bewil- dered. At length I reached a cross-roads, and as I was emerging from the woods I saw two videttes a few yards distant. As quickly and as noiselessly as possible, I made a retrograde movement. As I was retiring I heard one vidette say to his comrade, " Who is that ?" He replied, " It is the corporal of the guard." " What does he want?" said the first. "O," was the reply, " I suspect he's just slipping around here to see if we are asleep."

After I had reached a safe distance in the bushes, I lay down and slept till the moon arose. To the sur- prise of my bewildered brain it seemed to rise in the west. Taking my bearings I hastened on, through woods, corn-fields, and swamps. Coming to a large pasture in which a number of cows were grazing, I tried to obtain some milk, but the cows would not let mc approach near enough to effect my purpose. M}- face was not of the right color, and my costume be- longed to a sex that never milked them. I traveled till day-break, when I concealed myself in a cane- brake. I had scarcely fallen asleep, when I heard the sound of the reveille in a camp near by, and, lis- tening, distinctly heard the soldiers conversing. Arising, I hastily beat a retreat, and cautiously avoiding the videttes I traveled several hours before I dared take any rest. At length I lay down amid the branches of a fallen tree and slept. Visions of liome and friends flitted before me. Voices sweet

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and kind greeted me on all sides. The bitter taunts of cruel officjers no longer assailed my ears. Tlie loved ones at home were present, and the joys of the past were renewed. But, alas ! the felling of a limb dissipated all my fancied pleasures. The reality re- turned. I was still a fugitive escaping for life, and in the midst of a hostile country. I fancied the wofiil disappointment of the rebel officers when they learned that the bird had flown and that they could no longer wreak their vengeance upon me, nor have the pleas- ure of witnessing my execution. I thanked God and took courage. I was still hopeful and trusting, often repeating a verse from one of Watts' beautiful hymns :

Through many dangers, toils, and snares

I have already come; 'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far,

And grace will bring me home.

During this night I traveled steadily, crossing corn-fields, woods, and pastures. I crossed but one cotton-field. I suspected every bush a secessionist, though I felt much more secure at night than in day- light. I avoided roads as much as possible, traveling on none except to cross them, and this I did walking backward, so that if the hounds found my track the cavalry would be deceived when the plain tracks in the road indicated a false direction. Every possible deception was practiced by Unionists to avoid detection.

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Hunger and thirst were now consuming me. My tongue Avas swollen and craekiug open from thirst. I thought of opening a vein in my arm and drinking the blood. When I had almost despaired of getting water, a presentiment — I may call it an assurance — as if an inspiration from heaven, took possession of my whole' soul that soon I would be supplied with water.. The sky was clear. No clouds indicated rain. I quietly walked along, as consciously sure of water as if I were being refreshed by it. I came to a road and crossed it. A gin house was visible a few hundred yards distant, and there was a grove near it. I knew that embowered within its sylvan shade was a plantation house. After crossing the road I came to a gorge surrounded by converging hills, from which issued a copious fountain of crystal water. Near it there was no trace of human foot, nor hoof of cattle. I seemed to be the discoverer. On be- holding it I wept for joy. I knelt down and in words of thanksgiving expressed my gratitude to Almighty God for this great deliverance, this spark- ling, life-giving liquid brewed amid the forest shades by the hand of Jehovah, merciful and gracious. I then stooped down and quaffed the living water, the first pure water I had tasted since my imprisonment. Oh ! that men would praise the Lord for his good- ness and feel truly grateful for his common benefits. Were water to become scarce men would realize its worth. Blessings brighter as they take their flight.- I remained at this spring four hours, quaffing its

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cool, refreshing waters. I removed my clothing and performed my first ablution since I fell into rebel hands, yet the irons prevented a thorough ablution. I named this spring Fons Vitse. I was rejoiced when I discovered this spring, but not surprised, for I felt as fully assured of finding water as if an angel had spoken to me from heaven indicating its location. It came into my mind with the force of a revelation. My regret was sincere when I was compelled to leave this spring and continue my wearisome journey.

Three o'clock p.m. arrived. I felt bewildered. I knew not where I was. I might be near friends, I might be near blood-thirsty foes. I could scarcely walk. My iron bands had become very irksome. I felt that I was becoming childish. I could tell all my bones. I tried to pray, but could only utter, " God, be merciful to me a sinner." The sky became overcast with clouds. I could not distinguish the cardinal points, I therefore concealed myself and slept. It was night when I awoke, and the clouds still covered the face of the sky threateningly, concealing my guides, the stars of heaven, and rendering it impos- sible for me to proceed. Thus when I wished most to advance, my progress was arrested and my distress-^ ing suspense prolonged. During the night I was asleep and awake alternately, but could not at any time discern either moon or stars. I slept behind a fallen tree by a roadside. A horseman passed by at midnight. His dog, a large, ferocious animal, came running along by the side of the tree by which

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I was lying. When he reached me I rose suddenly, and brandishing a club menacingly, the alarmed and howling dog incontinently and ingloriously fled, leaving me master of the field. The horseman stopped and listened. I lay silent as the grave. After a time, which my suspense and alarm doubtless magnified, he rode onward, when I changed my hiding place for safer quarters farther in the dark forest. The next morning the sun was obscured until nine o'clock. I guess at the time, as I had not my watch. I was then sick. There was. a ringing in my ears, and I was afflicted by vertigo, a dimness of vision, and faintness, which rendered me absolutely unfit for travel. It required an hour to walk a quarter of a mile. Before me was a hill, the top of which I reached after two hours laborious as- cent. I despaired of getting much farther. Feeling confident that I must be near the point where inter- sect the counties of Tippah, Pontotoc, Itawamba, and Tishomingo, and knowing that there were many Unionists in that district, I resolved to call at thefirst house I came to whose appearance indicated that its inmates were not slave-holders. Slave-holders were almost invariably secessionists. If I remained in the woods I must perish, as a great storm was im- pending. If I met with a Unionist family I would be saved, if with a rebel family I could but perish, and I felt that I could not survive the night and ap- proaching storm.

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miles north of New Albany, Tippah county. The storm had reached me. The wind was blowing a gale, and the rain began to fall in torrents — just such a storm as visits the gulf states after a protracted drought. I went up to the door of the cabin and rapped. " Come," was the laconic response. I pulled the latch-string. The door blew open and I stag- gered in. When the lady present looked upon me she threw up her hands in terror, and said :

" Are you from Tupelo ? "

"lam."

"What is your name?"

"John Hill."

I suppressed my surname. I was not much sur- prised at the lady's alarm. My hair, long and un- kempt, covered with mud, my clothes nearly torn from my body by the thorns and briars in the ditches which bisected the fields that I was compelled necessarily to cross, my face pallid, the iron bands iipon my limbs, made me present a frightful appa- rition to her startled gaze. And coming as the harbinger of a fierce storm, added doubtless to her terror. She, scrutinizing me closely, was about to proceed with her catechising. I forestalled her by turning to her husband, a man of Herculean pro- portions, sitting near by, saying :

"Sir, the Yankees are overrunning all our country. Why are you not in the army trying to drive them away ? "

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not goin' there, either." She then animadverted upon Jeff Davis, the Southern Confederacy, and the conscript law, in terms that pleased me much. I never before delighted so much in hearing Jeff Davis abused. I felt safe, and pointing to the iron bands, told this couple — Mr. and Mrs. Chism — of my es- cape from the prison at Tupelo and the death pre- ordained by General Bragg.

Their house had been searched for Maloneand me, and they were cognizant of our escape. Both hus- band and wife promised to render all possible aid. Mrs. Chism immediately began to prepai-e supper. I told her that I could not await the slow process of cooking, that I was too near starvation for that. She turned down the table-cloth which covered the frag- ments remaining from dinner, and disclosed some corn bread and Irish potatoes. I thought this was the sweet- est morsel I had ever tasted. After eating a little I became quite sick, and was compelled to desist. It was so long since I had partaken of any substantial food that my stomach rebelled against it. Soon Mrs. Chism prepared supper, consisting of broiled chicken and other delicacies. The fowl was small, and I ate nearly the whole of it, much to the chagrin of a little daughter of mine hostess, whom I heard complaining to her ma in an adjoining room, saying, "Ma, all I could get of that chicken was a tiny piece of a wing, and wasent that gentleman a lioss to eat," with other remarks not very complimentary to my vora- cious appetite. I ate too heartily after so long a

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fast, and it caused nausea and vomiting. JNIy stom- acii was too weak to bear it. After supper mine host endeavored to remove the heavy iron bands with ^yhich my ankles were encircled. Fortunately lie was a blacksmith by vocation, and with the use of the implements of his trade he succeeded. I keep these as sacred relics. The good lady furnished me with water and a suit of her husband's clothes. After performing a thorough ablution I donned the suit, and was completely metamorphosed and thor- oughly disguised, as my new suit was made for a man of vastly larger physical proportions. I spent the night with my new friends, during which a heavy storm passed over, accompanied by vivid lightning and loud, reverberating thunder. Had I been out in the drenching rain in my wretched and enfeebled condition I must certainly have perished.

A rebel camp was within a mile and a half, and horsemen clad in gray passed constantly. In the morning my host informed me of a Unionist who knew the country in the direction of Eienzi, the point which I now determined to reach. Tliis gentleman was a near neighbor, Mr. Sanford by name. Mr. Chism accompanied me to a thicket near his house, in which I concealed myself. Before leaving I handed Mrs. Chism a double eagle. She refused to take it. Said I, " You have saved my life." " I charge you nothing for that," was her laconic reply. I threw the money down upon the table and left with her husband. As we were departing, she said, " Well,

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if you get to the Federal lines you won't begrudge it, and if you don't you won't need it."

Mr. Chism went to the shop of Mr. Sanford, who was a hatter by trade. There were two rebel soldiers talking with him, so Mr. C. had to wait till they went away of their own accord. As he staid more than two hours I feared treachery — that he might have gone to the rebel camp and given information. I therefore left my place of concealment and ascended an adjacent hill and climbed a eucalyptus tree. When I saw Mr. Chism coming, accompanied by but one man, I descended. The reason for delay was given. Mr. Sanford said, " I am not familiar with the route to Rienzi, but will accompany you to my brother-in- law's, Mr. John Downing's, who I know is well ac- quainted with the road. He can take you through the woods so as to avoid the Confederate cavalry. As I undertake this at the risk of life, we must use all jjossible precaution. You will have to spend the day concealed in my barn. I would gladly entertain you at my house, but I have a large family and many of them are girls, and you know that girls will talk, and might say something that would lead to suspi- cion and search, for these rebels are lynx-eyed and are on the alert. There are many notices affixed to trees and shops and posts in the most public places describ- ing you and offering a large reward for your capture. I will carry you provisions during the day, and at midnight we will start to Mr. Downing's. We will be compelled to make a large circuit to avoid the rebel

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camp, and to go around a spur of the mountain. We will have to travel forty-five miles of a circuit, while it is only nine miles as the raven flies."

At one time Mr. Sanford's twin daughters came into the barn in search of eggs. They approached near my place of concealment, but did not discover me. When Mr. S. came with delicacies his wife had prepared, I informed him of it He said, "I will send all my girls to their uncle's on a visit, so that there may be no danger of their suspicions being aroused. We are in daily, imminent peril. I do hope that the Federal troops will make haste to oc- cupy the country and save us from our bitter and malignant foes, who will soon attempt to force all Unionists into their army ; then it will be necessary to leave home and escape to the Union lines." He brought his wife up to see me, and we sat sadly dis- cussing the perils and troubles surrounding the loyal people of the South. At length night came, and I slept. At midnight Mr. S. awoke me. He told me to mount the horse he held by the bridle. Said he, " That is a blooded animal of high mettle and good bottom, one of the swiftest horses in Tippah Co. He runs like a streak of lightning." I provided a good whip, resolving in case of danger to put my horse to his utmost speed. We traveled rapidly till nine o'clock in the morning, having to make a detour on account of discovering an unexpected camp. We must have traveled over fifty miles. When we reached Mr. Downing's we partook of an excellent

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breakfast. The guerrillas had a few nights before murdered a Unionist — a Mr. Newsom. His senti- ments had become known to the rebels. They watched his house till they knew of his presence at home. He had been in concealment, but run the risk of going home to see a sick daughter. They oifered him the oath of allegiance to the Confederate states. He refused to take it. In their anger they resolved upon his immediate death. Some proposed hanging, some shooting, but the majority prevailed, and these fiends in human form, these devils incarnate, then deliberately heated water, and in the presence of his weeping, pleading wife and helpless children they scalded to death their chained and defenceless victim. They then suspended the corpse from a tree, with a label attached threatening a similar death to any who should remove the corpse or bury it. Thus perished a patriot of whom the state was not worthy. These, my friends, cut down the corpse by night and buried it in the forest. May God reward them. Oh, the inhumanity of man to his fellow-man. The mother- in-law of Mr. Newsom was a daughter of Gen. Na- thaniel Green of revolutionary fame. She was very aged. I asked her, for we stopped at her house, if she remembered much about the war of the revolu- tion. She kept repeating, " Oh, it was dreadful times. The British before, the Indians behind, and the tories in the middle."

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cil, and Mr. Downing was deputed to convey me to the Federal lines. We immediately set out upon our perilous journey.

Mr. John Downing, my guide, thought it best to travel by day, as the recent rains had raised the waters of the Hatchie and Tallahatchie rivers, both of which we must cross. Fording would be quite dangerous at night. We must follow trails, and thus avoid, if possible, the rebel cavalry and camps. TJiere was one point of special danger at a placq where stood a mill, at the base of converging lofty hills. We were traveling in a semi-mountainous country. We at length reached the summit of a very high hill. Far below us, winding around the base of this hill, which might not inappropriately be termed a mountain, ran the clear waters of a consid^ erable creek. This was the dangerous point. Here was a large grist mill. We hitched our horses in a copse and reconnoitered. Believing the coast to be clear, we warily descended the steep declivities, till at length we reached the mill. The miller appeared at the door and poured forth a torrent of interroga- tories, to all of which my guide answered warily and discreetly, and I thought measurably allayed his sus- picions. Presently we espied a covered wagon drawn by Sumpter mules approaching. The saddle marks were visible. It halted at the mill, and eleven Confederate soldiers emerged from underneath the low, dingy covering. We were about to ride on, when they halted us, and the following dialogue ensued 18

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between my guide and the soldiers, who had been out on sick furlough ever since the battle of Shiloh, and were now returning to camp at Ripley, Miss. :

"Hello ! strangers, whar are ye from?"

"From New Albany, Tippah county."

"Whar ye gwine?"

" On the hunt of stray oxen. Hev ye seen nothin' of a black ox and a pided (pied) ox nowhar in yer travels?"

"No, we hain't."

" Is ther any danger of meeting any Yanks on that road over yender?"

" No, ther ain't. But ther's a road turns offen it 'bout three mile from here, to ther right, that is a mighty dangerous road. The Yankee cavalry's on it most every day. Say, who's that feller with ye? He jes' looks like death on a pale boss."

" He's my brother-in-law from Alabam. He's hed the aiger for more'n a year, an' ther ain't no quinine in the country an' he can't git it stopt. Some of 'em thinks he's purty well gone with quick consumption."

" Golly, he looks like it. But what's that air notis up thar on the mill?"

The miller replies, " It's a notis of a reward fer a prisoner that broke jail at Tupelo. Jes' read it. I can't."

" Nun of us kin read. Jim Colquitt stopped back a piece thar to see his sister. Missis Curlee. He'll be along dreckly. We is to wait for him hyar. He kin read, an' rite, too."

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The miller replied, " The officer that axed me to stick this notis up said a prisoner that hed escaped before wuz follered with blood-hounds an' tuck back an' put in irons, but he'd broke jail agin the day be-: fore he avuz to be hung. That old Bragg wuz alii fired mad about it, and offers a big reward to who- somever brings him back dead or alive. His name is Mohave or suthin like that. He is a parson an' lives in Rienzi, an' it's thought he's makin' fer that point."

We were about to start, when one of the soldiers said, "Stranger, what mout your name be?"

" My name is Jim Chalmette, and my brother-in- law's name is Oliver Folsom Brownlee, from Flor- ence, Alabam," said my guide.

The soldier then .said, "Can't one of you fellers read that air notis?"

We rode up in front of it and Mr. Downing read it thus: "Ten thousand dollars reward will be paid for the return, dead or alive, of a prisoner who es- caped from the military prison at Tupelo, Miss. His name is John Mohave. He is over six feet high, of dark complexion, heavy beard, black eyes, high cheek bones, and was dressed in broadcloth, somewhat the worse for jjrison wear. Any soldier who cap- tures him will, in addition to the cash reward, leceive

suitable promotion.

"Braxton Bragg,

"Major General Commanding."

I thought Downing had read it correctly, till I

rode up and read it. I felt some tremor when I rec-

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ognized an exact description of myself. Even the missing molar had been noticed.

One of the soldiers said, " Well, stranger, that set- tles it. I thought afore yer read that notis as how yer brother-in-law mought a ben the feller what broke jail, but he don't fill the bill, by odds. Bui he's got on awful fine boots an' hat. They don't suit them cloze, an' his cloze don't nigh fit him. They wuz made fer a long sight bigger man."

" Them's a suit of my cloze he put on this mornin' so my wife could wash an' mend hizzen."

"Well, I s'pose yer all right, but ther's a camp about three mile from hyar. You an' yer brother- in-law hed better let them oxen go fer awhile an' come with us to camp. Chalmers or Baxter will be thar, or mebbe old Fori-est hisself. He'll be mighty glad to see ye, I reckon. Then ye kin explain some things about ye that we don't zackly understand."

At this time we were surrounded by them, and Downing thought it best to express his acquiescence. One of the soldiers presently went to the wagon, and producing a jug, asked us to drink with him. We rode to the further side of tlie wagon. The soldier then said, " Here's to Jeff Davis and the Southern Confederacy, wishin' 'em success and that Ave may kill a hundred Yankees apiece an' all git home safe."

At this moment Downing said, " We must go on," and putting spurs to our horses we soon put consid- erable space between us and these soldiers. They called after us to halt. Downing said, " We haven't

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time, howsomever we're all right." We rode on rapidly, thankful that we had escaped imminent peril. We soon came to a turn in the road. Just as we made the turn, we saw two men, with guns in their hands, on a knoll covered with a heavy growth of walnut trees. We were not sure wliether they were hunters or guerrillas. They called to us to halt. We did so and asked them what they wanted. They replied that they would come to the road and tell us, and said, " Wait till we come to you." Downing said, in a low tone, " We are in danger, as we are in range, and they can bring us down with their guns. We will wait till they get to the bottom of the hill, among the chaparral which will intercept the shot it tihey fire." He then called to them to come on. They started toward us, and when they had reached the dense chaparral, we put spurs to our horses and galloped rapidly away. When we started, the men ran back up the knoll and taking aim fired at us. The shot from one of the guns whistled harmlessly ■through the branches of a mulberry tree under which we were passing. The shot from the other gun was more effective. One shot struck my liorse in the flank. He reared and plunged wildly. I managed^ however, to keep my seat. A shot struck Downing's saddle, and glancing inflicted a wound in the thigh. The men then hastened through the chaparral, and upon reaching the road, both fired the two undis- charged barrels of their guns. We were now so far away, and had turned a slight bend in the road, that

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the shot did us no injury. We, however, heard their patter and whistle as they -passed through the branches of the trees in close proximity to us. Neither Downing nor I felt the least fear. The ex- citement of the moment and the comical and excited appearance of our would-be captors, both of whom had lost their hats in the bushes, excited our mirth. Downing said he believed the men were Porter Rucker and Albert Braddock, guerrillas, or partisan rangers, as Jeif Davis styled those who were engaged in hunting down Unionists, and capturing and re- turning to camp deserters.

"Perhaps," said I to Downing, "it will delight us hereafter to recall even the present things to mind." " Yes, if we outlive this terrible war and survive its horrors. But there is not much pleasure in them now."

In a short time we came to the road designated as dangerous by our would-be captors at the mill. As we reached it we saw in the distance ahead of us, on the road we were now traveling, a few straggling cavalrymen. They saw us and halted, apparently to await our overtaking them. We turned off on the road which the Yankee cavalry were said to fre- quent ere we reached them. A boy whom we over- took informed us that Baxter's rebel cavalry had just passed. They would have swift steeds to follow with any prospect of overtaking us. A former class- mate in Richmond College, Ohio, Matthew Thomp- son by name, Avas an officer under Baxter, and

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Vvould have recognized me had we been a few minutes earlier at that point, and been captured by this doughty rebeh Baxter's scouts infested this section for a long time, murdering Unioni^ts and hunting with blood-hounds the poor conscripts who, having been forced into the Confederate service, endeavored to escape to the Federal lines. Baxter concocted a plot to capture Gen. U. S. Grant, but failed to ac- complish his nefarious purpose.

Having traveled several hours after escaping Bax- ter's cavalry, we rode into the woods, dismounted, and sat down to rest and take an inventory of our injuries. Downing's boot had some blood in it and his thigh was beginning to be quite painful. The left leg of his pantaloons was completely saturated. I examined his wound, and used Downing's knife as a probe, but I could not find the shot. I cut ofF a piece of cloth from one of my under garments and band - aged the wound to stop the hemorrhage. My horse had bled considerably from the wound in his flank, but did not show any perceptible sign of weakness or flagging gait. We remounted and rode on to Antioch or Hinkle. I think we passed through both these hamlets. Here Downing left me to return home. He must travel by a different route in re- turning. He would lodge that night at the house oi a stalwart Unionist, Elihu Noble, who had recently moved from Ingomar, Issaquena county, to Molino Del Eey. I gave him a double eagle, and we parted with fervent adieus and good Avishes for each other's

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welfare. I again assumed the role of a pedestrian, and ere long reached Rienzi.

When I gazed on the star spangled banner, em- blem of my country's glory and power, beneath whose ample folds there was safety and protection for the poor, pursued, panting, perishing Unionist, and saw around me the .loyal hosts of brave men, eager to subvert rebellion and afford protection to the wronged and persecuted southern patriot, I shed tears of joy. I felt that I was safe, my perils o'er, and from the depths of a grateful heart I returned thanks to Almighty God, who had given me my life in answer to importunate prayer, preserving me amid peculiar dangers, seen and unseen, till now I had reached the desired haven and was safe amid hosts of friends. When I reached the picket line, a horse was fur- nished me, and I was taken to the head-quarters of Col. Mizener. My brother, David H. Aughey, and brother-in-law. Prof. Robert K. Knight, residents of Rienzi, heard of my arrival and came at once to see and convey me to their homes. Col. M. had sent an orderly to report my presence. Col. Mizener re- quested me to report all that would be of service to Gen. Rosccrans, who was ten miles south at Boone- ville, which I did, he copying my report as I gave it. I reported the particulars of my escape, the probable number of Confederate troops in and around Tupelo, the topography of the country, the probable intentions of the rebels, the putative number of troops sent to Richmond to re-inforce Gen. Lee, the

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harsh, cruel, and vindictive treatment of the southern Unionists incarcerated in the bastile in Tupelo, etc. The Colonel requested me to go with him to visit Gen. Rosecrans at his head-quarters in Booneville the next morning, but at the hour specified reaction had taken place, and I was very sick. My report was carried up to Gen. Rosecrans by Col. Mizener, who immediately forwarded it to Gen. Grant at Memphis, who noted it and placed it on file. It has been pub- lished in official Records of the War of the Rebellion, Union and Confederate, Vol. 17, page 107.

Gen. W. S. Rosecrans, upon hearing that I was sick, sent Surgeon Berridge Lucas, of an Illinois brigade, raised in Peoria, 111., and Dr. Hawley, of the 36th 111. Infantry, toattend me during my illness. Under their skillful and efficient treatment I measur- ably regained health, though for some time I was apparently upon the border land, and it was feared that I would be a mental and physical wreck. My sufferings at the hands of the rebels produced a lesion from which I will never fully recover. Two of my soldier comradeS have recently succumbed to a similar malady, and I cannot hope to resist it much longer. The citadel of life must eventually yield to its force, and death supervene. Skillful medical treatment and extremely temperate habits alone have thus far held it in abeyance. Hardships incurred afterward in the service, as chaplain, aggravated the malady.

But why should I repine since my country's in- tegrity and permanence has been secured, never more

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to be imperiled by traitors to their government and their God? The salutary lesson they have learned will prevent a repetition of their folly.

When I recovered sufficiently to leave my room I was honored with a serenade by a brigade brass band, through the politeness of Col. Bryner and Lieut. Col. Thrush, of the 47tli 111. regiment. At the close they called for a speech, to which call I thus responded :

Gentlemen — I desire to express my sincere thanks for the honor conferred. In tlie language of the last tune played by your band, I truly feel at home again, and it fills my soul with joy to meet my friends once more. What a vast difference between Tupelo and Rienzi. There I was regarded as a base ingrate, aS a despicable traitor, an enemy to the country, chained as a felon, doomed to die, and before the execution of the sentence subjected to every species of insult and contumely. Here I meet with the kindest expres- sions of sympathy from officers of all ranks, from the subaltern to the general, and there is not a private soldier who has heard my tale of woe that does not manifest a kindly sympathy. I hope you will speed- ily pass south of Tupelo, but in your victorious march to the gulf I wish you to fare better than I did in my journey from Tupelo to Rienzi. Travel- ing day after day without food or water would cause you to present the ■ emaciated appearance that I do. On your route, call upon the secession sympathizers and compel them to furnish you with all the viands

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that you need. My good horse, Bucephalus, I left at Tupelo. He is au animal of pure blood and higli mettle. The jebel general Hardee, in the true spirit of secession, appropriated — that is, stole him. He often insolently rode him by our prison, surrounded by his staff. He did not return him to me when I left. However, I did not call to demand him upon leaving. Being in haste I did not choose to spare the time, as I am a great economist of time, and leav- ing in the night I did not wish to disturb the slum- bers of the Tupelonians. He is a bright bay. If you find him you may have him gratis. I would much prefer that he serve the Federal army. I bought him of Gen. Lionel Colquitt, at West Point, Miss., for three hundred and fifty dollars.

If you take Gen. Jordan prisoner, send me word, and I will furnish you with the irons with which he bound me, by which you may secure him till he meets the just penalty of his crimes, even death, which he richly deserves for the murder of many Unionists.

When I became convalescent I rode to Jacinto, the Federal outpost nearest to my family. I called upon Gen. Jefferson C. Davis, who at once ordered eight regiments of cavalry, accompanied by a section of artillery, to bring them into Jacinto. I soon had the pleasure of beholding my wife and child, whose faces I recently had given up all hope of ever seeing upon earth. The meeting was mutually a joyful one. Gen. Davis, ushered them into his office, where I was

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awaiting them, and then considerately retired. My little daughter, during my ominous absence, would often try to comfort her ma by telling her, when she was weeping, "Ma, I think they will let pa loose, 'cause we pray so much for him. Don't cry, I think God will send him to us soon. He has said He will hear us when we pray."

Richard Malone lived in Jacinto. Gen. Davis and I called to see him. He rejoiced greatly upon seeing me. He had informed Gen. Davis of my cap- ture and re-arrest. Gen. Davis had ordered the arrest of four prominent citizens of Jacinto, to be held as hostages for my safety. The officer was just about to start to execute the order when I arrived at his head- quarters. The citizens were named John G. Barton, Col. Runnels, Barton Key, and Calvin Taylor.

When Malone reached the point where we agreed to meet he awaited my arrival. He gave the pre- concerted signals, but I came not. We agreed to meet at a point ^vhere a garment was suspended from a post of the corn-field fence. But as there may have been more than one garment suspended from the posts, as many rebel soldiers, after washing, hung their clothes out to dry, we mistook the place, and reached the corn-field at different points, and so \vere compelled to set out alone on the hazardous journey. At oue time Malone resolved upon the risk of walking upon a road a few hundred yards to reach a forest. A company of cavalry came suddenly upon liim and ordered him to go before them, declaring that they

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would gladly return him to prison. They made hiui go on the double-quick. He said, presently, " I am very thirsty; will you give me some water?" They replied that they were going to that house on the distant hill to get water. When they reached the house and drew the water, Malone noticed that there was no dipper at the well with which to lift the water from the bucket. He said, "I will go into the house and ask for a dipper." Two cav- alry men followed him, and stationed themselves at the door. Malone went into the house, shut the door, and the back door being open, he ran through the house, opened the garden gate, ran through the garden, leaped over the palings at the farther end into a corn-field. Two women who were in the house ran to the door clapping their hands and ex- claiming, " O ! your Yankee is gone, your prisoner has escaped." The cavalry men ran round the house, and seeing Malone running through the corn- field called to him to halt. Malone, not heeding the order, ran onward. They fired. Malone ran zigzag to avoid the bullets which whistled uncom- fortably close to his ears. They failed to bring him down. They followed, but Malone outran them to a swamp, and after many other narrow risks reached his home in Jacinto.

I returned to Rienzi. I reached Rienzi from prison on the day that the 2d Michigan regiment made a present of a fine black cavalry horse to Gen. Philip Sheridan. As the presentation was made in

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Rionzi, the general named the horse after the town, calling him Eienzi. This was the horse he rode in his famous ride from Winchester, Va., to Cedar creek, when he turned the tide of battle, changing an inglorious rout into a glorious victory over Jubal Early We soon left Rienzi for the North. When we reached the home of my parents the rejoicing was as if one who was dead had been restored to life. They had heard through war correspondents with the army of my imprisonment, escape, re-arrest, and re-incarceration. They had not heard of my second escape. Thirteen days after our arrival at my father's house a son was born to us, August 20th, 1862, whom we named John Knox. Our third child, Gertrude Evangeline, was born February 12, 1867. Our first child, Anna Katharine, now Mrs. Ferguson, of Congress, O., was born September 3, 1858.

As soon as I felt able to do so, I accepted the po- sition of chaplain, first in the army of the Potomac, afterwards in the western army. The officers of the 6th III. calvary, of which I was chaplain, asked me at one time to give them an address on the subject of my arrest, imprisonment, and escapes. I complied with their invitation. At the close of the address, a soldier who had deserted from the rebel army and was now a member of a company in our regiment, came to Col. Lynch, who at this time commanded the 6th 111. calvary (Col. Benjamin Grierson was the 1st colonel), and informed him that he was one

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of the guards on duty at the prison in Tupelo on the night of my escape. He said that I was missed in the morning, very early. One of the guards noticed my chain, which I had coiled up and left by the side of a little stump, inadvertently placing it on the side next the guards. He called the officer of the guard and showed him the chain. Soon many officers came into the prison. All the guards who had been on duty during the night were brought into the prison in irons. They thought that some of them must have been in collusioi with the prisoner, or he could not have escaped. The prisoners were strictly ques- tioned as to whether they knew anything in regard to the escape, or if any of them had rendered any assist- ance. They denied all knowledge of or complication in the matter. One of the officers said,"God Almighty alone must have known and helped him. He could not have gotten away without assistance, and you all deny having rendered any." Col. Lynch said, "If you had known of his intention to escape, would you have helped him?" "No," said the soldier, "I was a rebel in sentiment then, and would have done my duty and taken stringent measures to prevent his escape, had I known of his intention to do .so. Two companies of cavalry were sent in pursuit, with strict orders to shoot him on sight and not bring him back alive." But providentially they never got the sight. One went north toward the Federal lines. The other north-east. One went in sight of the Federal pickets near Rienzi. The other visited my father-in-

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law's, at Paden's mills, south-east of luka. They again, as upon their first visit, searched the house, mills, negro quarters, and every crevice capable of secreting a hare.

A Unionist, Washington Gortney, whose name I have mentioned, was murdered by a band of guerrillas under the lead of his nearest neighbor, one Bill Robinson. Gortney and Reece had en- listed in the Union army. Gortney desired to visit his family, one mile from Paden's mills. Reece accompanied him. Robinson heard of it, and gathering a few partisan rangers, murdered Gortney in the midst of his family. Reece was left for dead, but recovered. In retaliation, a company of Federal soldiers were sent out to burn Paden's, Vawter's, and Robinson's mills and ten houses. This they accomplished, and returned. This salutary proceed- ing had the effect of checking guerrilla murders and predatory raids by them for a time.

How terrible for a family to see and hear the howling hounds in search of one of their number, and to hear the horrid and blasphemous oaths of the fierce dragoons, swearing what terrible vengeance they will wreak upon their victim when caught and in their power.

"Oh ! the inhumanity of man to his fellow-man

Makes countless millions mourn." — " Oh ! Freedom ! How we love thy name,

We who thy choicest blessings claim.

No servile hordes now sweat and toil

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No bondman's cries fall on our ears, No master's lash wrings scalding tears From women's eyes; none wildly flee From threatened scourge of a Legree. Exempt from slavery's fearful thrall, Sweet Freedom's gifts now bless us all. And those who once did meekly bow Beneath the yoke are voters now."

Memphis, Tennessee, February 12, 1888. Rev. JohnH. Aughey, Chariton, la.:

Dear Sir — I take the National Tribune, that most excellent soldiers' paper. In it I noticed your re- quest for the address of Leslie Barksdale and others •who were your fellow-prisoners in the South. I am now known as Melvin Estill, having changed my name for reasons which will be hereinafter given. I was a fellow-prisoner with you in that miserable den at Tupelo, Miss. Delevan Morgan, John Truesdale, Byron Porter, Ulysses Chenault, and I were con- scripted, and because of our refusal to take the oath and enlist we were immured in prison. We were tried by court-martial, and condemned to death, with the proviso that if we took the oath and entered the army the sentence would be suspended. We were given twelve hours for deliberation. You will re- member we consulted you, and you advised us to take the oath, enter the army, and desert the first favorable opportunity and escape to the Federal lines. We accordingly took the oath. I think our motive was suspected. We were taken to Saltillo and 19

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placed under guard in an old rickety building, with a number of other prisoners.

That same night we evaded the guards and escaped, Guided by the north star, we hastened northward with all possible speed. Soon after daylight we heard the baying of the blood-hounds ; nearer and nearer they came. When they came in sight thre^ of our number climbed a tree. Delevan Morgan and I essayed to climb a large tree that stood near. Morgan caught hold of a withered branch. It broke in his grasp and he fell to the ground. He arose and ran. I jumped down and followed him. The iounds and cavalry appeared upon the scene. Our :three companions were shot, and as they fell the hounds tore them limb from limb. Morgan had sprained his ankle, and his progress was quite slow. I made a detour and concealed myself behind the huge trunk of a fallen tree. Soon the hounds over- took my friend and tore him to pieces. These hounds were under the care of a miscreant named Jasper Cain, who was assisted by one Laverty Grier, John Graham, and others.

I supposed that death was inevitable. Cain and his men held a council of war. Cain enquired, " How many prisoners did old Bragg say there wuz?" " Four," replied Grier. " Well we've got 'em all," replied Cain. Some one said he believed General Bragg said, " there wuz five," but it was decided that '' it wuz only four." Cain said, " Qur orders wuz, to take' em dead or alive. Now how will we prove to

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■old Bragg that we killed 'em all, an' git the reward?" "Take their scalps," suggested Grier. "Good, that is a bright idea," said Cain. " Now, Laverty, you scalp 'em with that 'ere knife that's in your belt." The order was obeyed, the scalps stuck in Grier's belt, and the cavalcade returned to camp.

I now hastened onward. After traveling about four miles I came to a cabin in a clearing. I knew that pursuit would not long be delayed. I went to the cabin and knocked. A lady came and opened the door. She bade me enter. I asked her if she was Union or Secesh. She assumed an air of great ignorance and stupidity, and replied, " I ain't neither, I'm a Baptist." That was enough for me. I felt sure she was all right. I at once revealed my condition, and told of my imminent peril. She and her daughtej; and her sick husband at once set about devising a plan of escape. There was a cave in the hillside about a half a mile distant. This lady, who was of Ama- zonian proportions, and her daughter, carried me to this cave. I found a cot within it and a little table. This lady, Mrs. Cameron, gave me a pair of her daughter's shoes in exchange for mine. Her daugh- ter, Miss Alverna Cameron, put on my shoes and traveled five miles northward to a swamp. She then took off my shoes and put on a pair of her mother!s, which she had carried in her apron, and returned.

Jasper Cain, after considerable delay reported to General Braxton Bragg, and told him of the fate of the prisoners, whom he had left unburied, to be de-

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voured by wild hogs and buzzards. He then dis- played exultingly the scalps -which he bore as a trophy and as a proof of having carried otit the orders of his commanding general. " But there are only four scalps," said the general, "where is the fifth?" "You said there wuz four prisoners what es- caped," said Cain. Gen, Bragg ordered Cain to start in pursuit of the fifth at once and to bring in his scalp or consequences might follow not pleasant for Cain to contemplate. This infuriate demon obeyed with alacrity, and ere long the domicile of the Camerons was surrounded by howling hounds and blaspheming rebels. Soon, however, they seemed to have discovered the track, and off they went pell- mell on the route which Miss Alverna had taken to •mislead them.

Miss Alverna and her mother visited me in the cave, bringing with them hoe cake, butter, and milk. The rebel soldiers had robbed them of all other pro- visions. I feasted upon the regale these kind ladies furnished me. They were delicious viands indeed to one who brought the sauce of hunger to the repast. Starvation in the rebel camp and prison had so im- proved my appetite that it required all they brought to appease it. Miss Alverna told me of the pursuit by Cain with his blood-hounds, and how she had misled them. They then prepared to take their departure. Mrs. Cameron and her daughter sang "Jesus, lover of my soul," and a hymn, one stanza of which I shall ever remember.

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"Savior, I look to thee, Be thou not far from me

Jtid storms that lower; On me thy care bestow. Thy loving kindness show, Thine arms around me throw

This trying hour. ' '

Miss Alverna then read the 31st Psalm. Two verses, the 35-6, seemed very pertinent. "My times are in thy hand ; deliver me from the hands of mine enemies and from them that persecute me. Make thy face to shine upon thy servant and save me for thy mercy's sake." Also the 13th verse, etc., "Fear was on every side, while they took counsel together against me, they devised to take away my life. But I trusted in thee, O Lord, I said thou art my God. Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am in trouble. Thou art my rock and my fortress, therefore for thy name's sake lead me and guide me." Mrs. Cameron then led in prayer, asking the Lord to deliver me from surrounding foes, the hears, venomous serpents, and still more venomous Confederates. They then bade me good-bye and returned home. When night came I feared to stay longer in my cave. I started off on my perilous journey toward the Federal lines. I lay concealed by day and traveled by night, guided by the polar star.

One night I felt that I must run a great risk to procure some food, as I was in a starving condition. I found a cabin inhabited by slaves. I went to the door and rapped. Soon a venerable aunty appeared

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at the door. I asked her for something to eat. She appeared alarmed, and calling a little colored boy she bade him ^uide me to a place where I should be fed. When I reached the terminus of my journey under this boy's guidance, I found a man about my own age,, who was, like me, a fugitive bound for the Uniou army. Soon a number of kind colored people ap- peared, and in this swamp we were fed with all the luxuries procurable by these kind friends who bore the image of God carved in ebony. My fugitive friend said his name was Johnny Peterson, and that he lived on the Taccaleeche in North Mississippi. After many thrilling adventures we reached the Union lines and were joyfully welcomed. A minis- ter of your church informs me that, by examining the year book or minutes of your general assembly, he learns that you are pastor of the Presbyterian church in the city of Chariton, Iowa. My address will be Memphis, Tenn., for a few months. Write me at your earliest convenience.

After reaching the Federal lines both Peterson and E enlisted and fought through the war. Through fear that I might be taken prisoner and recognized, I changed my name, and found it almost impossible to resume my old name after the war.

I am glad to know that you made your escape. Tell me all about it at your earliest convenience.

Your friend,

Melvin Estill.

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O, 'vroman, great is thy faith. — Jesns Christ.

A good -woman is the loveliest flower that blooms under heaven. — Thackeray.

Ah me, beyond all power to name, those worthies tried and

true, Good men, fair women, youth and maid, pass by in grand

review. — Whittier.

In the years of grace, 1 881-2, 1 was pastor of the churches of Ebenezer and Good Will, in Sumter Co., S. C. "While I was conversing with Mr. William- son, a merchant in Mayesville, a gentleman in front of his store said to another, who spoke of Judge S. McGowen : " The Judge has a national reputation as far as South Carolina is concerned." This man was evidently still laboring under the delusion that South Carolina was a sovereign, independent nation, and that the United States was a mere confederacy of na- tions to be dissolved at will by the states individually. The war had taught him nothing.

In conversation with prominent citizens of Sumter and Mayesville I found that there was no conceal- ment of the frauds practiced at elections. They de- clared that the negroes and scalawags should not rule over them. They divulged to me the fraudulent methods by which the dominant party, though greatly in the minority numerically, retained their political power. Said I, " Suppose that congress should send a committee to inquire into the matter, what would you do?" "We would testify upon oath that there had been a free ballot and fair count." " Would that

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be morally right ? " said I. " Of two evils choose the less," was the reply.

Sam. Lee, had there been a free ballot and fair count, would have been elected over his competitor, Kichardson, by more than three to one. Yet Rich- ardson received the governor's certificate of election, and represented the district in congress.

The Century magazine, in the April, 1885, No., publishes articles by Henry W. Grady, of Atlanta, Ga., and Edward P. Clarke, from which we quote. Mr. Clarke describes the revolution by which the minority overcame the majority who ruled in the period of reconstruction in the Carolinas, Florida, Mississippi, Louisiana, etc.

" It became evident that there must be a revolution, and it was carried through. The negroes were in- timidated from going to the polls, so far as possible, and when violence did not suffice to keep them away, their ballots were tampered with and neutralized after they had been cast. By force or by fraud the race, which in several states possessed an actual numerical majority, was reduced into an apparent minority. The negro vote was practically suppressed and the majority ceased to rule. This result was inevitable. Reconstruction had sought 'to put the bottom rail on top,' to reverse the highest and lowest strata of society, to place ignorance and poverty in authority over intelligence and property. Such an attempt had never before succeeded in the world's history ; it could not have succeeded permanently in the South

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without destroying civilization. It was from the first only a question how soon and in what way it should be defeated."

Mr. Grady's opinion is plainly inferred from the following, quoted from his article discussing the status of the freedmen :

" As a matter of course this implies the clear and unmistakable domination of the white race in the South. The assertion of that is simply the assertion of tlie right of character, intelligence, and prop- perty to rule. It is simply saying that the respon- sible and steadfast element in the community shall ■control, rather than the irresponsible and the migra- tory. It is the reassertion of the moi-al power that overthrew the reconstruction governments."

Thus in many southern states the minority repre- sents in Congress the suppressed majority. This is in direct conflict with an explicit article in the Con- stitution of the United State^dopted for the express purpose of preventing this flagrant wrong. To good men in the southern states, to all true and loyal Americans, how humiliating is this oft-repeated slan- der upon the fair fame of the southern states, that only by violence practiced upon a weaker race, or by fraud in tamjjering with the ballot-box, which neces- sarily includes deliberate perjury, can the cause of ^ood government be maintained in the South. We do not believe any such libel, but what else can be meant by the language quoted above.

We cannot do better than append here an extract

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of a very different kind — one that does honor to the hand that wrote it and the courage that pronounced it. We take it from the inaugural address of Pres- ident Cleveland.

" In the administration of a government pledged to do equal and exact justice to all men, there should be no pretext for anxiety touching the protection of the freedmen in their rights or their security in the enjoyment of their privileges under the Constitution and its amendments. ■ All discussion as to their fit- ness for the place accorded to them as American citizens is idle and unprofitable, except as it suggests the necessity for their improvement. The fact that they are citizens entitles them to all the rights due to that relation and charges them with all its duties, obligations, and responsibilities."

The legislature was in session in Columbia. I visited the halls of legislation. There was a bill pending upon which there was much discussion. The bill proi)osed to require eight separate ballot- boxes and that but one voter at a time should enter the polling place; that no one should speak to him while in the polling place, and that if he failed to. deposit his ballots in the boxes properly, his vote would be lost. Though the boxes were labeled, this would leave the illiterate voter to the almost absolute certainty of losing his vote. The fraudulent intent of the bill was patent. The Charleston News and Courier, commenting on this bill, says: "We have great confidence in the wisdom and foresight of the

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present General Assembly of South Carolina, and be- lieve that in their hands the state will be safe. They will not fail to remember and to act on the knowledge that the colored voters outnumbered the white voters in South Carolina, and that while the prosperity, nay ! the existence of the state in its present con- dition, depends on the supremacy of the civilization which the whites represent, the people of the United States (who have already proved themselves more than a match for Soul^ Carolina) will not continue to acquiesce in revolutionary processes, and will not consent to have us represented in Congress by modes which have been hitherto indispensable in the con- duct of our state affairs. But were they ?"

It will be observed from the above quotation that the Charleston News and Cov/rier admits the. revolutionary processes, that is, fraudulent methods used in controlling the elections in South Carolina. I found no one who denied that fraud was resorted to to defeat the scalawags and colored voters. I found three colored men representing sea island districts. In those districts the colored popu- lation so greatly preponderated that they found means to prevent election frauds being practiced upon them. This may be the ultimate solution of this vexed question. The whites in the southern states increase decennially twenty per cent and the negroes thirty- five per cent. The blacks will ultimately greatly outnumber the whites in that region. In the seven Atlantic and Gulf states, the two Carolinas, Georgia,

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Florida, Alabama, Mississippi, and Louisiana, the whites numbered in 1880, 3,814,395, and the blacks, 3,721,481. There will be, at these proportionate rates of increase, in 1985, about 30,000,000 whites and about 125,000,000 blacks. This ratio of increase holding, the negroes will be, in one hundred years from this year of grace, 1885, quadruple the number of whites in the southern Atlantic and Gulf states. Long ere that date they will suppress with iron hand all attempts to defraud them of the right to exercise the elective franchise and to have a fair count of the ballots cast.

I found peon slavery in full force in the Carolinas, through the labor contract system. Men hire the colored people to labor for them, taking as security a lien on the prospective crop, for supplies furnished in advance. At the settlement at the close of the year the negroes are found to be in debt, and each annual settlement only increases the indebtedness. The col- ored people may labor hard from dawn to dusk, live sparingly, wear the coarsest clothing, and yet end the year in debt. They cannot enforce their rights, though well assured of the frauds practiced upon them.

I enquired if the Southern Presbyterian Church had made any provision for the education of the col- ored people, their former slaves. I learned that there was a theological seminary established at Tuskaloosa, Ala., for the education of young colored men who desired to enter the ministry. I could not learn that

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there was any institution under the control of the southern church for the education of the colored peo- ple in the common or higher branches. The north- ern church have established many good schools in the South, in which all the branches of a good common school education are taught. They have also a num- ber of schools of a high order, in which the classics and higher mathematics are very successfully ta:ught. I visited the Mayesville school. Misses Kate H. Moorhead and Jennie S. Hemphill, of Bridgewater, Beaver Co., Pa., were the very efficient teachers. There were enrolled 150 scholars, in every grade of pro- gress. These young ladies labored from dawn until dusk, and seemed never to weary of their arduous duties, which they doubtless entered upon con amove. Many sable children have they enlightened and evan- gelized. Many other schools and seminaries and colleges under the control of the northern church are doing a noble, a grand work among the children of the freedmen and poor whites.

The public school system of South Carolina and many other states was organized by the reconstruction •governments, and since these have been overthrown, the powers that be have not abrogated it, though there is much opposition to this relic of "Yankee, negro, and scalawag rule." Revolutions seldom go back- ward, and it is probable that the public school system may survive, and by its beneficent effects overcome the prejudice of the ex-slaveholders against the edu- cation of all classes. Strange that any should oppose

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universal education — that glory and cheap defense of jstates and nations.

I attended the meeting of the synod of Atlantic, which was held in Columbia,. S. C, in December, 1881. I saw there a large number of educated col- ored men, who, as Presbyterian ministers, were conducting the business of synod in a very creditable manner. I heard some of them preach. Their ser- mons were earnest, lucid expositions of practical ■duties, enforced by pertinent quotations from the word of God.

The moderator. Rev. Moses Aaron Hopkins, pre- sided with dignity and ability. On points of order his rulings were admirable. He afterward received the appointment from President Cleveland of minis- ter to Liberia, where he died of acclimating fever, lamented by the whole synod of Atlantic. Many <X)lored men were present as ruling elders, represent- ing churches in tlie bounds of the synod, which embraces the states of North and South Carolina and Georgia. When I was a citizen of the South, in the ante bellum days, these men were all illiterate slaves, whom to teach the alphabet wa.s made a crime pun- ishable by incarceration in the penitentiary.

It is not wise to say that the former times were better than these. The change for the better seemed to me to indicate the millennial dawn.

Before the war these men were helpless slaves, with no rights that white men felt bound to respect, scourged to their tasks by the lash of tlie cruel, brutal overseer, many of whom delighted in every refine-

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ment of qruelty, universally denied legal marriage, even by masters who were professedly christians, not suffered* to learn to read the word of God, affirmed by a decision of the supreme court of tlie IT. S. to be •chattels personal, possessed of no rights above that of the ox or ass. Now the key of knowledge is placed in the hands of this chattel, by which he opens the door which gives his eager, anxious mind access to all the stores of intellectual wisdom and spiritual lore. His disabilities are yet many, through peon bondage and fraudulent disfranchisement, but they are no greater than those of the poor whites of the South, but he is rising in the scale of intelligence; he is improving his opportunities, he is increasing and waxing strong in numbers and powei", and the day is not distant when, rising to the full dignity of full- fledged manhood, he will assert and maintain his God-given rights, if need be at the cannon's mouth ^nd at the point of the bayonet. He who would be free, himself must strike the blow. The government has enfranchised him, and bestowed upon him all civil rights, but they are in part kept back by fraud, b§t he will ere long, we trust, burst the shackles by which he is illegally bound and become a freeman, in •deed, as well as in napie, possessed of and enjoyiug all the rights, immunities, and franchises of an American citizen with which our national constitu- tion endows hini, and Tyhich he, knowing and prizing ■even above life itself, will dare maintain as his birth- right forever.

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In 1883 I had an invitation to a field of labor ia Kentucky. I went down to look at the lay of the land. At Bowling Green I met Col. George M. Edgar, who was president of a female seminary. I remarked to the colonel, who was a Presbyterian,, that it was unfortunate that there were two branches of the Presbyterian church in that state. In many . towns each branch has a feeble organization strug- gling for existence. United, their success would be assured, and their aggressive power quadrupled. The colonel replied that union could be effected in no other way than by the northern branch coming over to them with their property. They could never unite with a church that intermeddled with politics by making political deliverances, as the Northeriji General Assembly had done during the late civil war. They had declared slavery to be heresy, and secession treason and rebellion, and that as a church the southern branch was guilty of schism in separat- ing from the northern assembly.

I replied, "Did the southern assembly ever make any political deliverances?"

The colonel responded, " No, sir. I challenge ;^u to point to a single one."

I replied, "The southern assembly of 1862 took action, of which this is part, ' The assembly desires to record with its solemn approval this fact of the unanimity of our people in supporting a contest to which religion as well as patriotism now summons the citizens of this countiy, and to implore for them

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the blessing of God in the course which they are now- pursuing. Th? long continued agitations of our ad- versaries have wrought within us a deeper conviction of the divine appointment of domestic servitude, and have led to a clearer comprehension of the duties we owe to the African race. We hesitate not to affirm that it is the peculiar mission of the southern church to conserve the institution of slavery and make it a blessing to both master and slave.' Now, colonel, if that be the peculiar mission of the south- ern church, her mission has terminated, and it might be well to return to the bosom of the church whence you departed. It may be, however, that the follow- ing deliverance made after slavery had been abolished prevents it. In 1865 the southern assembly adopted a long paper, in which this occurs: 'While the ex- istence of slavery in its civil aspects may be regarded as a settled question, an issue now gone, yet the law- fulness of the relation as a question of social morality and of scriptural truth has lost nothing of its impor- tance.' This from the assembly of 1862 : 'From all our churches we hear the report that the ranks of the armies of our national independence are crowded with the noblest of our brethren and the choicest of our youth, who have rushed to the rescue of the re- public, driven by the impulses of patriotism in obe^ dience to the call of God and our country. We sym- pathize with you as you consecrate everything dear on earth on the altar of patriotic duty.' Again : ' The an- tagonism of northern and southern sentiment on the 20

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subject of slavery lies at the root of all the difficulties which have resulted in the dismemberment of the Federal Union, and have involved us in the horrors of an unnatural war.' In 1861 the southern assem- bly resolved to spend half an hour in prayer to Almighty God for his blessing on these Confederate States. * * 'The assembly met and spent the first half hour in special prayer for the blessing of God upon the cause of the Confederate States, ac- cording to previous order.' After many other de- liverances, both political and martial, in 1865, the southern general assembly, with most remarkable .■self-complacency, made this utterance : ' Upon no one subject is the mind of this assembly more clearly as- •certained, upon no one doctrine is there a more solid or perfect agreement among those whom this assem- bly rejiresents, than the non-secular and non-political ■character of the church of Jesus' Christ.' It would have been a glorious thing for your religion if you had not mingled politics with it, for your politics are of such a character as to impair the worth of any re- ligion with which they are mixed. Kow, colonel, please to be silent forever hereafter as to the non- political character of the southern church. How <could a Southerner, sentimentally opposed to human slavery, and who was a loyal citizen of the United States of America, remain a member of a church which declared slavery to be a divine institution, ^nd declared resistance to the government to be true patriotism?"

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" Well/' said the colonel, " I am willing to argue the question of secession."

To which I replied, "Colonel, I had hoped that that issue had been buried beyond the possibility of resurrection."

" Sir," said the colonel, " It is mere twaddle for' a man to declare that a state has no right to secede."

"Col.," I replied, "Henry Clay, Daniel Webster, Gen. Jackson, and many other eminent statesmen, both northern and southern, believed that a state had not the right to secede."

"I admit that," said the Col.

" Well," replied I, " I prefer their twaddle to that of less lights."

The Col. returned to the charge by saying that Virginia and some of the other states had framed a proviso granting the right of secession at will before they agreed to adopt the Federal constitution.

Said I, "Did the other states agree to the proviso?"

"Yes," said the Col., "they did."

" Well, sir," I answered, " is the proviso you speak of inserted in the constitution of the United States?"

"No, I believe not," admitted the Col.

"Well, sir," I said, "if it is not written in the constitution of the United States, it is not of any binding force. But if, as you admit, it is not in the constitution of the United States, where is it?"

The Col. replied that he did not know.

" No, nor does any one else know," said I. " Your statement is a mere figment of the imagination. But

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when," I continued, "will you try to exercise this right of secession again."

Col. Edgar answered, "I am as far as any one from ever wishing to try it again."

" Col.," said I, " it may not do much harm to hold the sentiments you entertain, merely as abstract theo- ries, but the moment you attempt to carry them out in action and give them a practical bearing, there will be ten million bayonets ready to prevent your rebellious designs against our national integrity."

" Sir," said the Col., " one who entertains and ex- presses the sentiments you do would not be welcomed as a resident of this section."

"Sir," said I, "I have no intention of settling here. I suffered once, for the expression of loyal sentiments, the loss of all things temporal except life, and saved that only by the skin of my teeth."

I said, " Good-bye, Col.," and started to leave. To my surprise the colonel then cordially invited me to visit the female Seminary, at 9 o'clock the next morn- ing, and to take part in the opening exercises, I ac- cepted his invitation. At the close of the opening exercises, which! conducted, the colonel asked me to address the young ladies. I complied with his re- quest. I then accepted an invitation to dine with the colonel, who, as long as I remained in Bowling Green, treated me with marked courtesy. I think that he regretted his brusqueness. He met me on Saturday, and told me that on to-morrow he must hear his old friend and former pastor preach. Rev.

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Dr, R. K. Smoot, of the state of Texas, but that if I should preach on the succeeding Sabbath he would hear me. In the helium and ante bellum days- the expression of sentiments such as I expressed would have met with dire punishment. Now the penalty is comparatively light. The world moves. I vis- ited the graded public schools of Bowling Green. Prof. Wylie, of Danville, Ind., was the very efficient principal. This school was conducted as successfully as our best northern schools, but the public school sys- tem of the state I found to be as yet quite inefficient. Progress, however, is being made. Educational in- terests move slowly in the South. A few years ago there were no public schools, and it requires time to create a popular sentiment that will give them a high degree of efficiency.

The question of reunion is before the general as- semblies of both the northern and southern Presby- terian churches. That reunion is a consummation devoTitly to be wished, is patent to all who have made this subject a matter of investigation. The southern church was born of rebellion. Her prominent minis- ters entered the arena of politics, and in sermons, magazine articles, and stump speeches urged the states to secede in order to the strengthening and perpetua- tion of the institution of slavery. After their suc- cess in inducing many states to plunge madly into the maelstrom of secession and treason, they effected the organization of the general assembly of the Pres- byterian church in the Confederate States of America,

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thus linking witli their church the name of the rebel- lious usurpation, recognizing it as a government to which allegiance was due, praying for its success in overcoming the Federal authority and in establishing a permanent slave-holding confederacy founded upon the total subversion of the rights of man. Rev. Dr. J. H. Thornwell, of S. C, was a leader in the seces- sion movement. I have heard Rev. Dr. B. M. Pal- mer, Revs. Carothcrs and Gaston, of Mississippi, Mitchell,- of Alabama, J. N. Waddell, of Tenn., and many other Presbyterian ministers, all from the pul- pit, and some of them from the platform, discuss all the phases of the secession movement, urging the people to favor secession, as the institution of slavery could not otherwise be extended and perpetuated. This church, in its origin, history, ecclesiastical de- liverances, and affiliations, is so associated with and allied to slavery and secession that nothing but union with the northern church can give her proper confi- dence and standing with the loyal people of the United States of America. The southern church would, by reunion, be made national. It is now territorially confined to the former slave states. By union many weak churches would become strong and able for self-support, through the coalescing of con- tiguous congregations. We would no longer hear of the northern branch and the southern branch of the Presbyterian church. The schism would be at an end, and our glorious church would no longer be sec- tional but national, her boundaries being coterminous

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with the republic, and her evangelizing influences Would speedily be quadrupled in their efficiency. The majority of the southern branch -would not, if they could, re-establish slavery, and they regard the seces- sion idea as no longer tenable, and in every way tbey give their adhesion to principles made the supreme law of the land by the stern legislation of war.

There are a few bourbons in the southern branch who an unable to forget anything or to learn any- thing. These bitterly oppose reunion. Did the majority of the southern ministers hold the senti- ments of this factious minority, reunion would be the height of folly and madness. " How could two walk together unless they are agreed?" at least as far as essentials are concerned. A committee appointed by the minority of the Southern General Assembly dis- senting from reunion have published an " open letter," purporting to be the views of the protesiants against reunion. Those -who hold the opinions couched in the open letter have not been reconstructed, and Would be a discordant element in the reunited church. They hold views that could not be tolerated by the northern branch, principles, both political and scien- tific, so contrary to reason, truth, and justice, that were they, as citizens, to attempt to give them a prac- tical bearing, another civil war would speedily ensue. Dr. W. C. Gray, editor of The Interior, says : " Rev. Dr. E.. L. Dabney (one of the committee) is constantly howling, 'They have robbed us of our lawful bond- men.' He doubtless desires the return of the stolen

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property. Nothing but full restitution and a humble apology would satisfy him. This would restore human slavery to the South." The Presbyterian Ban- ner thus speaks of this unreconstructed rebel : " Eev. Dr. Dabncy seems unable to accept the new situation in the South, and is not in good temper with the dis- pensations of Providence. He does not believe that the southern people have any direct responsibility in the education of the colored people. For a man of Dr. Dabney's gifts and attainments to write such stuff as this is most strange. ' The northern people have everywhere proclaimed that the bible teaches the abolition dogma, and advised them not to listen to any bible which does not. But we know that our bible condemns the abolition dogma. We cannot, we dare not falsify God's truth, even for the amiable purpose of getting access to the negro minds. Those who have obstructed us by falsifying and mis- representing God's word, must bear the responsi- bility.' This accords with the view adopted by the Southern General Assembly in 1865, just after the suppression of armed rebellion and the enfranchise- ment of the slaves, which was as follows : ' The law- fulness of the relation' of slavery, 'as a question of social morality and of scriptural truth, has lost noth- ing of its importance.' "While the war was progress- ing the southern branch declared it to be the peculiar mission of their church to conserve the institution of slavei^." As this cannot be done till the South be- comes strong enough to re-enslave her " lawful bond-

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men," taken violently from her by "robbers," it seems to be her duty to perpetuate the doctrine of slavery as pne of "social morality and scriptural truth," till it can be restored to its pristine vigor.

This committee has decided that the question, " whether the allegiance of the citizen is primarily due to the state or to the central authority," was not determined by our forefathers'.

There is probably not a minister in the northern church who believes that political deliverance. All regard it as a political heresy fraught with danger, and as a treasonable view necessary to be suppressed vi et armis, if any practical bearing should be given it in the interests of state sovereignty and secession.

We believe that our fathers who framed the Fed- eral Constitution spoke with no uncertain sound, and that they formed a " perpetual union," which it was treason to attempt to dissever. Rev. Dr. R. K. Smoot, one of the committeemen, was pastor of the church at Bowling Green, Ky., at the commencement of the war. He was a virulent and violent secession- ist, and did all he could to harass and annoy the members of his church who were loyal to the govern- ment. One of whom, in his rebellious wrath, he challanged to mortal combat in the duel, according to the southern code of honor. Save the mark ! At last he sent all of them letters of dismission, for which they had not applied, and thus drove them out of the church. "While Mr. Smoot was a student at Hanover College, Indiana, he was repeatedly guilty

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of the infraction of the college laws. The faculty often found it necessary to admonish and reprove him, but he remained obdurate and incorrigible. At length, Rev. Drs. Edwards and Crowe, the president and vice president of the college, summoned Mr. Smoot into their presence and advised him to send in his declinature longer to receive aid as a beneficiary of the education fund, as they deemed him unworthy of it. Mr. Smoot wished to know if this course were compulsory upon him. They replied that in case he declined to accept their advice, compulsory meas- ures would be enforced. Mr. Smoot became quite angry, and affirmed that this was persecution on account of his southern birth, and in his wrath he declared that he hoped that the time would speedily come when, in civil war, he would be able with his own hands to discharge a cannon loaded with grape and canister for the destruction of his northern ene- mies, and for securing southern independence and freedom from northern domination. Circumstances pointed very strongly to Mr. Smoot as the assassin of a Federal picket at Bowling Green, Ky., while that city was in the occupancy of the Federal army in the civil war.

A young man was robbed of $2,000 at a hotel in Louisville, Ky. Dr. Smoot roomed with him at the time, and many believed that the reverend Dr. was the robber, as circumstances very strongly im- plicated him in the robbeiy. The minority brethren should have chosen a man of less unsavory reputation to serve on their committee.

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The committee state that, "It cannot be denied that God has divided the human race into several distinct groups, for the sake of keeping them apart." They also affirm that the "differentiation through color and other physical characteristics are fixed by the hand of God, since science fails to trace the natural causes by which it could be produced and history is silent as to the time when these changes occurred." Thus making their own ignorance the basis and proof of a false, odious, and indefensible theory.

Do they really believe in the unity of the human race?

Again, the committee inform us that wherever the people belonging to different groups have prac- ticed amalgamation, the result has been a stock in- ferior in quality to both the factors which sunk their superior virtues in an emasculated progeny. That in Mexico and South America, where the people of different groups have intermingled and thus en- feebled their offspring, we see slipping from their hands the reins of power.

These last two propositions are presented as argu- ments to establish the first.

Many believe that science does trace the causes of difference in the races of men. They regard it as due to climate, food, and mode of life. They would be loth to accept without argument the ipse dixit of the committee that it is due to the miraculous interpo- sition of Almighty God, in order to create, propagate.

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and perpetuate superior and inferior races of n^jn. Eev. David Livingstone, who spent many years in the heart of Africa, and whose subjection to climatic influence and food and mode of life were not differ- ent from that of the natives, though a Scotchman of fair complexion when he entered the Dark Continent, had become, when found by Stanley, as bronzed and dark as the Makololos whom he had rescued from the degradation of heathenism. Had he taken his wife and children with him to the land of Ham, after a few generations they would have become veritable negroes. There are many black Jews in Afiica. Climate, food, and mode of life have rendered them undistinguishable from the negro.

As to the Mexicans and South Americans losing power because of their mixed blood, the committee is at fault, not knowing the facts of history. The Spanish people are of unmixed blood. Their colo- nial possessions, one after another, in Mexico and South America, were, after fierce and bloody strug- gles on the ensanguined plains of battle, wrested from the Spaniards by the mixed races. Does this prove their inferiority?

Many southern people pride themselves on being lineal descendants of Pocahontas. Are her descend- ants inferior in virtue or intelligence? The Ran- dolphs, the Bakers, the Oswalds, the Castlemans prove their superiority. Are the mulattoes, the quad- roons, and the octoroons, who are found by millions in the South, an emasculated progeny inferior to

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their mothers (their fathers are supposed to be un- known)? Their superior intelligence disproves the theory of the committee. Must we receive as truth all those political and scientific fallacies in order to induce them to unite with us ? The southern church united with the new school body in the South on the same basis of union as that wliich served as the basis of union — the standards pure and simple — between the old and new school Presbyterians in the North, and yet this latter union is mentioned, by this com- mittee, as an argument against reunion with the northern church.

When I lived in the South, in the ante helium days, the fact that the races of men were marked by diversities of color and physical characteristics was not made an objection, to miscegenation, as that was, and still is, practiced to a fearful extent in the South, but it was advanced by the southern people as an unanswerable and irrefragable argument in favor of the right and duty of the superior to reduce to slavery the inferior race. The committee declare : " At the first we hoped to hold him (the negro) in connection with us in our churches, as in the old time we were accustomed to worship together in the house of God. We were slow in coming to his ground, when under the race instinct he demanded a church and ministry of his own." Just prior to this they have said, or rather asked the question : " How «an two races be brought together in nearly equal numbers in those confidential and sacred relations which belong to the

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ministry of the Word without entailing that personal intiroacy between ministry and people which must end in the general amalgamation of discordant races."

Yes, there may be something of excellent reason- ing in this. In the old time you were accustomed to worship together in the house of God, and if that "personal intimacy in those confidential and sacred relations" was the true cause of that amal- gamation which has resulted in changing the hue of more than half of your former slaves, it is well to let them have churches and a ministry of their own.

The committee speak as if they were in extreme peril, and as if, were the colored people to worship with the white people in nearly equal numbers, gen- eral amalgamation could not be avoided and would be the result in the near future. Your danger seems imminent, and we would not urge you to unite with the northern church if the result would be a general stampede of your daughters into the arms of the negro. It is your strong argument, your sheet anchor to keep your barque from drifting out upon the stormy ocean of reunion. Your wayward sons and daughters must be restrained. At least, there must be no temptation thrown in their way to induce them to gratify their perverted tastes and prurient desires. It might be well to elaborate additional arguments so that this impending calamity may be averted. Onr northern missionaries and teachers who are labor- ing among the colored people of the South, though outnumbered by them twenty to one, are in no peril.

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No case of amalgamation has ever occurred among them. Their tastes and instincts will ever prevent a, calamity so deplorable. I think it possible that the " race instinct," which has led the colored people to go out from you, will interpose a barrier to amal- gamation, and were you to woo them, I think you would not succeed in winning them back to worship with you as in the old time, therefore your children will be measurably safe.

Re-union, desirable as it may be in certain aspects, could not be entertained for a moment were the ma- jority of the southern people found to hold the political, scientific, and absurd theories of the com- mittee.

The northern branch has not made a deliverance in regard to evolution. The southern branch has decided, at least in part, this vexed scientific question. Though they will doubtless admit that the body of Eve, the mother of all living, was made of ossified dust, yet they have decided ecclesiastically that the body of Adam was made of dust inoi'ganic. They may deem it their duty in the near future to decide the mooted question whether the wife of Moses was an Ethiopian of the negro race, or the question, " If the northern people will not restore to us our 'lawful bondmen,' what means would we be justifiable in using to compel them to restore to us those human chattels of which they have robbed us, that we may hold them in bondage, as we did in the old time." It is true,, as the Master teaches, that Christians are the

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light of the world and the salt of the earth. The truth of the gospel is to work like leaven until the whole structure of society is changed. But there is need of earnest hearts and strong hands to accomplish this result. The purpose is to permeate every de- partment of human life, and men are the agency. Wherever there is iniquity the church is summoned to cry aloud and spare not. When there is a sword in the land the danger must be exposed. Who, if not the church, shiall dissect and denounce corruption ? Who, if not the church, shall expound t« the state the principles of righteousness, and emphasize the importance of morality in law ? The function of the state is comparatively limited, but the sphere of the church covers the whole domain of morals and religion. The Bible is dogmatic against iniquity. It is the duty of the church to reprove sin wherever found, and strive for its eradication, whether in the domain of science or politics, whether in the state, the family, or the indi- vidual. The claim of the southern church is, that it is within its province "to conclude nothing but that which is ecclesiastical." Its theory and practice are diametrically opposed to each other. Its purely political deliverances are numerous, and they were all made in the interests of slavery and secession.

Rev. Dr. R. L. Dabney was a member and prominent leader of the synod of Virginia, which, in October, 1861, made this deliverance: "Resolved, That the as- sertion of their rights and separate independence by the Confederate States is necessary and righteous.

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******* The question of civil alle- giance has been p^opeily determined as to us by the commonwealth of which we are citizens." Now he joins m condemning the northern church for "a jial- pable invasion of the province of the state," in de- ciding a political question. O, consistency, thou art a jewel!

The Philadelphia Presbyterian, of April 21, 1888, noticing the southern digest, among other things, savs: "It is somewhat amusing to see that the south- ern assembly in 1861 approved a clause in the con- stitution of the Confederate States."

From the synod of North Carolina, in 1861, we have this deliverance: "Resolved, That the synod •sits appointed by her Divine Head as a witness for the right and for truth, truly symj^athizes with the state and with the Confederate States in their present righteous struggle, and cordially approves their action in asserting and maintaining their sovereignty and severing the ties that bound us to the late United States of America."

From the presbytery of Charleston, July 24, 1861, we have this deliverance: "We do most heartily, with the full approval of our conscience before oui- Lord God, unanimously approve the action of the state and people of the Confederate States of America."

When the southern general assembly, which were

holding their sessions in Baltimore in 1888, adjourned

to Philadelphia to unite with the northern general

n.psembly in the centennial celebration of the organiza-

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tion of the general assembly in 1788, Rev. Dr. Bul- lock, the moderator of the southern assembly, re- peatedly alluded to the southern church by the ap- pellation of the Presbyterian church of Korth America. He thus seemed to ignore the United States of America. Was this designed or accidental? Is it true that the name of the southern church has been changed so as no longer to recognize the United States? Has the southern branch ever made a loyal ■deliverance since their secession and slavery deliver- ances, or during their existence as a separate organ- ization"?

The Northern General Assembly of 1888, adopted the following resolution, «emme contradicente :

Resolved, On the near approach of Decoration Day, the day set apart in memory of those, who, during the civil war, gave their lives that the union and the country sliould not die, tliis General Assem- bly desires to put on record its grateful recognition of the inestimable services, the devotion unto death, of these heroic patriot soldiers, and our undying attachment to the great principle for which they fought and died, and with the great multitude of our fellow-citizens to extend our prayerful sympathy to those throughout our wliole country to whom this day brings still the memory of immeasurable bereavement.

It is probable that a few leaders in the southern church, if reunion were consummated, would con- tinue a ceaseless agitation which would embroil the ■church in a perpetual turmoil. Many in the South

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blindly and implicitly follow the lead of those whom they esteem as "big men." A few southern politi- cians (not statesmen), ambitious as Lucifer, inflamed that very excitable thing, the southern heart, and precipitated the rebellion in opposition to the wishes and warnings of the conservative and loyal majority. A few ecclesiastical leaders are endeavoring to pre- vent reunion by threats of secession from the church if it be approved by the majority, and by a resort to tactics, subterfuges, and stratagems, which they will persistently practice in order to compel the majority to yield to them and make an unconditional surrender for the sake of peace.

For these reasons it is probably best to postpone reunion, at least for another decade, when it is to be hoped that sentiments and theories and practices so repugnant and abhorrent to Christians and friends of stable government an^ human rights, shall have dis- appeared from the southern church. Then they will be welcomed with open arms and joyful acclamations by the whole membership of the northern church. For this blessed consummation let all true Christians ever devoutly pray. Then will there be indeed a new and regenerated South, relegating into the gulf of oblivion the grim, absurd, and barbarous traditions of the past era, and rising, phoenlx-like from her ashes, she will join with the North and the East and the West with glad acclaim in the angel's song, "Glory to God in the highest, peace on earth, good will to men." This will be iudeed the golden age.

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the harbinger of millennial glory, which we trust is soon to bo ushered in in all its fullness and blessed- ness, to gladden the hearts of all men everywliere, and to unite in bonds of sympathy and love all races and kindreds and tongues and nations to earth's re- motest bounds, and to make them one in Christ Jesus. Livonia, Washington county, Indiana.

Since the war I have been very kindly and hos- pitably received by the southern people while a so- journer among them. They say, "We will gladly welcome northern people as citizens, if they will only let politics alone." I enquired if that meant that northern people who emigrate South must refrain from voting and from holding o£6ce. They replied, "That is just what we mean." Said I, "You wish us to purchase citizenship at too great a cost. The exercise of the elective franchi^, that badge of free- men, will not be basely bartered for a 'mess of pot- tage' by the descendants of revolutionary sires who siied their blood on many an ensanguined battle field to secure this priceless boon for themselves and their posterity, to be enjoyed and exercised till the last moment of recorded time."

The reason assigned for this course is, that if a " free ballot and fair count" were tolerated it would change the political complexion of many of the southern states, notably the states of South Carolina, Mississ- ippi, Lousiana, and Florida. The colored people and "scalawags" in these states outnumber the party in

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power, and the majority of the northern immigrants would doubtless join with them and bring about a political revolution, which, they say, " we must ])re- veut by all the means that God and nature have pilaced in our power." This is the reason that they contra- vene the idea of allowing residents among them (if northern birth to vote or hold office.

I have found a spirit of intolerance prevailing among the colored people. If one of their number should vote with the dominaiit party he immediately lost caste and was virtually ostracised. I enquired what punishment would be inflicted upon a renegade colored man. The reply I received, which was vo- ciferously applauded, was, "The women would drive him from the settlement with switches." A mission- ary sent them, who was not of their party, would not be received as a religious teacher or minister of the gospel. They are very bitter against the white people who defraud them and keep them in jjeon bondage through the infamous labor contract system, and who defraud them of the exercise of the elective franchise, guaranteed them by constitutional amend- ment. They are earnestly hoping and pi-aying for de- liverance to come. Every American should resent every insult offered to humanity, for if the rights of the lowliest are trampled upon the I'ights of the highest are not safe.

The day of vengeance and wrath will come per- haps much sooner than the southern people are aware. Many feel as I did, when residing in the Carolijnas

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in 1881 and 1882, that I would be willing, if tliere were any hope of ultimate success, to shoulder my musket, and throwing down the gage of battle, con- tend to tlie bitter end for my God-given and constitu- tional rights of which I was fraudulently deprived^ for I had no more privilege than the darkest African to vote and have my vote counted if I chose to cast my ballot against the dominant party.

Cominff events cast their shadows before. This great crime against the genius of free institutions and the republican form of government will not long be tolerated. This stain upon our nation's fair escutch- eon will, we opine, be speedily washed away, and, if necessary, in the blood of the offenders.

Before the war I felt certain that slavery was doomed and near its extinction. The insolence of the slave-holders, the increasing rigors and barbarities of slavery, led to the conviction that if God were just and merciful he would not longer tolerate in his providence an institution whose victims, numbered by millions, were subjected to every refinement of cruelty that base men could devise.

There was an additional evidence that redemption was drawing nigh in tlie fact that the prayei's of the oppressed slave for deliverance were daily ascending to the throne of a prayer hearing and prayer answer- ing God, and in the knowledge' that millions of humane Christian people. North and South, were fer- vently imploring God to hasten the time when Ethi- opia should stretch out her hands to God, when every

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yoke should be broken and the oppressed become free, God thus pouring out the spirit of grace and of sup- plication upon his people, putting it into their hearts to pray mightily for the deliverance of the bondmen, the benign spirit of the age, the quickened conscience of the wise and good, the increase of an enlightened public opinion, the wide dissemination of Gospel truth, the signs of the times, and the fulfillment of prophecy, indicating the probably speedy appi'oach of the millennium — all, all conspiring to the overthrow of this horrid, murderous Moloch ; and these ele- ments of its destruction were observable by even the least acute observer.

It is now evident that the moral sense of the na- tion is aroused to a true view of the enormity of the crime against civil liberty, practiced with bold effront- ery, an9 thus far with impunity, by the southern people, in preventing, by fraud, intimidation, and violence, a free expression of political opinion at the polls by those who have a constitutional right to exer- cise the elective franchise. The end is near of this great wickedness. Thousands have been murdered at the polls when endeavoring to exercise the rights of American freemen. Had an American citizen who had committed no crime lost his life at the hands of Austrians or Mexicans our government would have speedily instituted a court of inquiry, or have sent a minister plenipotentiary with full powers to investi- gate the outrage, and see to it that the perpetrators of the crime \vere brought to speedy and condign pun-

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ishment; or, failing in this, through the escape of the criminals, the nation whose citizens were the guilty parties would be held responsible for the act which could only be atoned for by an humble apology and ample reparation.

In the South many, very many, of our best and truest men, true to moral principle and loyal to the government, have fallen by the hands of ex-Con- federates for this reason and no other, that they were loyal and patriotic — and the government has been silent. Occasionally congress has gone so far as to appoint a committee of investigation. The murder- ers were proven guilty, but they were not brought to justice, and when the committee returned to make their report to congress these southern murderers slew all who had as witnesses testified against them. What impotence on the part of congress. Can they expect any more witnesses to criminate themselves (in South- ern estimation), by testifying against the murderers of loyal men? Many thousands of loyal men have been murdered since the war. Congress has dis- covered the murderers in numerous instances, but not one of them has been punished, and with impunity they have been suffered to continue their murders by putting to death all who testified against them before the congressional committee. What the object of the congressional investigation was is a mystery difficult of solution. Sometime, "in the course of human events," congressional investigation may be under- taken with some object in view worthy of the great

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nation whose interests they have been chosen to sub- serve, and of the citizens of the republic, whose lives and property they should protect by the exercise of all the powers vested in them, whether the endangered persons are citizens of South Carolina or Massachu- setts, and without regard to their " race, color, or pre- vious condition of servitude."

Land of great fertility can be purchased in the <jrulf states at from two to ten dollars per acre. In the near future the attention of northern people will be attracted to this cheap and productive land, when an exodus from the North to this genial clime, ol gigantic proportions, will be inaugurated, Within five years after its commencement ten million robust, •energetic Yankees, with all the vim and perseverance •of that people will be precipitated upon the South. They will come with their churches, their free schools, and their higher educational institutions. They will •come. with their innate ideas in regard to civil liberty and human rights. And as iconoclasts they will, with irresistible might, destroy the idols of the south- ern oligarchs, and establish and cherish civil and re- ligious liberty in its true and highest sense. They will coalesce with the loyal element of the South, thus making it at once dominant politically and •ecclesiastically. Then, portraits of the arch traitors, Jeff Davis, and Gen. R. E. Lee, and Stonewall Jackson, et alii., will no longer be found adorning the walls of southern parlors. The portraits of pa- triots will supersede them. Histories of the war, laud-

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ing treason and arguing in favor of the treasonable principles underlying the " lost cause," \vill be driven from circulation, and thus the minds of the rising generation of southern youth will no longer be poi- soned by them. Monuments erected to commemorate the perfidious acts of hostility against the govern- ment by perjured rebels will be suffered to fall into decay, or will be removed and destroyed. The southern papers would then be compelled to be loyal, and in. their utterances give no uncertain sound. The notorious Col. Smith, under the nom de plume of " Bill Arp," thus writes in the weekly Atlanta Constitution of Jan. 3, 1888 : " The northern man ought to say : ' Oh ! well, those people down south thought they were right, and they are just as pa- triotic as we are. * * * Let us begin to pension their soldiers, just as we pension ours. In fact we ought to pay them something for their slaves. Eng- land paid for hers when they were set free; and Gladstone, that great and good man, got three hun- dred thousand dollars for his, and our southern brethren are just as good as Gladstone. * * The South is looming up, and she will come to the front in a few years. She is solid and always will be," etc. Pension the soldiers of the defunct Southern Confederacy, that military usurpation which mar- shaled its millions to subvert the government pur- chased for us 'at infinite cost by our revolutionary sires ! Forbid it. Almighty God ! Forbid it^ heaven ! The servants of the devil might as well

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make this demand of the judge in the great judg- ment day : " Eeward us as well as those \ipon the right hand. We served your enemy, the devil. We promoted his interest with fidelity, but heaven has triumphed over us and we found the devil, our lord, a bad paymaster. In his service we have lost all. We staked all we possessed upon the issue of the contest, the supernal powers have triumphed over the infernal, and all is lost. Do thou pay us, even as thou payest thy loyal servants, many of whom at the bidding of our master, the devil, we put to death, and we would have destroyed them all if it had been possible for us to compass their destruction. It is true we have never repented nor confessed that we erred in choosing the service of the devil, and in aiding and abetting his warfare against heaven. But we are in a sad plight. Do thou compensate us for the losse; we have incurred in our attempt to subvert thy throne."

Yes, Bill Arp, you ought to be paid. You fought against the government in the interest of human bondage. You strove to sever the Union cemented with the blood of our patriot fathers. In mistaken clemency the government spared the lives of the whole rebellious horde, who strove to raze it to its foundations. Yes, you ought to have been paid long ago, and if you had received your just deserts you would not now be on terra firma to make a demand so insolent, and with such brazen-faced effrontery.

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of clemency, the very substance of government is made nugatory," says Isaac Taylor, and, I fear, with truth. Treason should have been made odious by the <.leath penalty being visited upon many of the arch conspirators. Now they demand the i-eward of loy- alty, and compensation for their slaves. Would Gladstone have received compensation for his eman- cipated slaves if he had rebelled against his govern- ment and inaugurated a civil war to perpetuate slavery? No. When overcome he would have been blown to pieces from the mouth of a cannon, as were the leaders of the Sepoy rebellion, and his property would liave been confiscated, including his slaves.

If the penalty due to treason had been inflicted upon many of the chief conspirators in the South, the survivors would have a more salutary respect for the government whose mistaken clemency spares their forfeited lives. Now they live to make the most inso- lent demands. Now they have reached the sublime height of arrogance and presumption, by asking for the reward of loyalty and the same compensation as that nobly earned by those who imperiled their lives in defense of the government assailed by those min- ions of treason. What will be their next demand?

Let there be more legislation by congress in the interests of the loyal majority in the South. At least let congress emancipate this loyal majority from their disabilities imposed by the disloyal and semi- loyal elements who bear rule and repress all opposi- tion to their peculiar modes and acts against the true

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principles of civil liberty and human rights. Oh! that God would in His providence ha.sten the time when some irenicon may be found, and it can be truly said of our country,

"Land of happy union, where the East Smiles ou the West in love, and northern snows Melt in the ardor of the genial South."

Wilkes-Barre, Luzerne Co., Fa., July 4-, 1888.

THE SOUTHERN LOYALISTS.

Col. Benj. H. Grierson, of the 6th Illinois cavalry with his regiment, together with the 7th 111. and the 2d Iowa, by order of Gen. U. S. Grant, made his famous raid in April, 1863, from LaGrange, Ten- nessee, through Mississippi to Baton Rouge, La. As a result of his operation Gen. Grierson writes: " The strength of the rebels has been overestimated. They have neither the arms nor the resources we have given them credit for. Passing through their country I fotind thousands of good Union men who were ready and anxious to rally round the old flag whenever it was possible. I could have brought away a thousand with me who were anxious to come — -men whom I found fugitives from their homes, hid in swamps and forests where they were hunted like wild beasts by conscripting officers with blood- hounds."

Pollard says : In the last periods of the war the demoralization of the Confederacy was painfully apparent. Rich and powerful citizens managed to

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■escape the conscription — it was said in Kichmond that it was easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter Camp Lee. But the rigor of the law did not spare the poor and helpless, and the complaint was made in the Confed- erate Congress that even destitute cripples had been taken from their homes and confined in the conscrip- tion camps without reference to physical disability so conspicuous and pitiful. It was not unusual to see at the railroad stations long lines of squalid men with scraps of blankets in their hands, or small pine boxes of provisions, or whatever else they might snatch in their hurried departure from their homes, whence they had been taken almost without a mo- ment's notice and ticketed for the various camps of instruction in the Confederacy. In armies thus re- cruited desertions were the events of every day. Tbe conscript, constantly on short rations, sometimes without a scrap of meat, and frequently in a con- dition bordering on absolute starvation, hearing con- stantly of destitution at home, and being distressed with the sufferings of his family, was constantly de- vising plans of escape that he might go to their relief. It was estimated in 1864 that the conscription would put more tlian' 400,000 men in the field. Scarcely one-fourth of this number were found under arms when the close of the war tore the veil from the thin lines of Confederate defence. Thousands of Confed- erate soldiers were sent by the Confederate govern- ment to engage with packs of blood-hounds in the

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liunt for deserters and conscripts, who, wlien caught, would desert again at the first favorable opportunity. Thus the army was depleted. The great majority of these conscripts and deserters were Unionists. They hated the Confederate cause with a perfect hatred. Pollard writes in his history: Much has been said of the sufferings, persecutions, humiliations, and spoliations inflicted upon Union men in the South, but when the period arrives for a dispassion- ate examination of the real facts, the reader of his- tory will be amazed at the moderation of the southern people, more especially of the Confederate govern- ment toward a class of persons capable of so much mischief in a society threatened by imminent and fearful peril from within and without. He states as an offset that a system of terror was established in the North, Avhere public sentiment was unanimous as against the South ; opinions only differing as to the best means of reducing the distant rebellion. This system of terror he asserts could only be warranted in the South. The following letter is a specimen of the truculent hatred of the southern secessionist to- • ward the Unionist :

Abingdon, Va., Oct. 2, 1861. "ify Dear Wife:

I have left you and our children in the land of the despot, but God grant that I may soon ba able to make the Union men of Kentucky feel the edge of my knife. From this day I hold every Union iraitor as my enemy, and from him I scorn to re-

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ceive quarter, and to him I will never grant any, for they are cowards and villains enough. Brother Henry and I arrived here without hindrance. I have had chills all the way, but I hope to live ta kill forty Yankees for every chill I have ever had. I leain that Hardee is still in the Arkansas lines, inactive, and if this proves true I will tender my resignation and go immediately to Kentucky. I hope that I will do my duty as a rebel and a free man. Since I hate tiie Union men of Kentucky, I hope to begin the work of murder in earnest, and if I ever spare one of them, may hell be my portion. I want to see Union blood deep enough to swim my horse in.

Your husband,

James Blackburn. (Brother' of Gov. Blackburn.) The white Unionists suffered the loss of all things, and for them there is no redress. The Government will not pay for their property destroyed or confis- cated by the rebels, nor will they grant them a pen- sion for loss of health caused by their incarceration in rebel prisons, and although many have lost their lives at rebel hands, their families receive no pen- sion. They do not complain of this neglect, but the survivors rejoice in the subversion of rebellion, and feel themselves more than compensated for all their losses by its overthrow. In one settlement in North Carolina there lived a large number of unconditional Union men. Twelve of these men were forced into

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the army by the conscripting officers. Muskets were given them, but every man of them refused to touch the weapons. Every conceivable insult and outrage were heaped upon them. They were starved, tied up and whipped; still they remained firm to their con- scientious convictions. Finally the muskets were strapped to their bodies. One of these men was sin- gled out as especially obnoxious, and whipped un- mercifully. The officer in charge was lawless and brutal, and on one occasion ordered him to be shot as an example to others. He called out a file of men to shoot him. While his executioners were drawn up before him, standing within twelve feet of their victim, the latter, raising his eyes to heaven and ele- vating his hands, cried out in a loud voice : " Father, forgive them, they kno'w not what they do." In* stantly came the order to fire. But instead of obey-, ing it the men dropped their muskets and refused, declaring that they could not kill such a man. This refusal so enraged the officer that he knocked the victim down and then strove repeatedly to trample him to death under his horse's feet. But the animal persistently refused to step over his prostrate body. In the end they were marched with the rebel army to Gettysburg. In that battle they remained entirely passive, fired no shot, and trusted in God for pres- ervation. Very early in the action the officer re- ferred to was killed. These men, all unhurt, were taken prisoners and sent to Fort Delaware. Here, by accident, it became known in Philadelphia that

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a number of Friends were among the captured, and two members of the society went down to inquire into the circumstances, but they were refused permis^ sion to see them. They went immediately to Wash- ington, and there obtained an order for their dis- charge, conditioned upon their taking an affirmation of their allegiance. This opened their prison door. The affirmation made, these martyrs for conscience's sake were released, and coming to Philadelphia were cared for by the Friends of that hospitable city.

In a memorial addressed to President Lincoln by Union officers who were prisoners, occurs this state- ment in regard to the prisoners of war at Anderson- ville : " They are fast losing hope and becoming ut- terly reckless of life. Numbers, crazed by their sufferings, wander about in a state of idiocy. Others deliberately cross the dead line and are remorselessly shot down."

The following is an extract from an official report by Col. D. T. Chandler, formerly an inspector gen- eral in the Confederate service, addressed to Col. Chilton, at Richmond, Va., under date of Aug. 5; 1864:

" My duty requires me respectfully to recommend a change in the officer in command of the post. Brig- adier General J. H. Winder, and the substitution in his place of some one who unites both energy and good judgment with some feelings of humanity and consideration for the welfare and comfort (so far as is consistent with thdr safe Iceeping) of the vast num-

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ber of unfortunates placed under his control ; some one who at least does not advocate, deliberately and in cold -blood, the propriety of leaving them in their present condition until their number has been suffi- ciently reduced by death to make the present ar- rangements suffice for their accommoTlation, who will not consider it a matter of self-laudation, boasting that he has never been inside the stockade — a place of horrors which it is difficult to describe, and which is a disgrace to civilization — the condition of which he might, by the exercise of a little energy and judg- ment, even with the limited means at his command, have considerably improved."

The Confederate authorities at Richmond were thus officially notified of these atrocities, and yet took no action. The conclusion seems inevitable that they fully approved the measures adopted by the com- manding officers at Andersonville, and also at Belle Isle, which was so immediately under their eyes that ignorance could not possibly be pleaded.

In the southern prison pens where our soldiers and Unionists were incarcerated, diarrhoea ground out their bowels, scurvy cut off their extremities, rheuma- tism racked their bones, the sun parched their skin, the nights chilled their blood, the storms beat upon them until their garments looked like the clothing of a scarecrow, and the silent frost stole upon many a one and held his eyes closed so tightly that the morn- ing sun could not warm to life.

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steamboat, who had a family in Boston, Mass., was arrested by a vigilance committee for the expression of opinions loyal to the United States government. The committee proposed to forgive him if he took an oath to support the southern states. He indignantly repelled the pi*oposition and said that he would die first, when they immediately hanged him.

The congressional committee on the conduct of the war report that Major Bradford, who was captain at Fort Pillow, while being conveyed from Brownsville to Jackson was taken by five rebels, one an officer, led about fifty yards from the line of march and de- liberately murdered, in view of all those assembled. He fell instantly, pierced by three musket balls, even while asking that his life might be spared, as ho had fought them manfully and deserved a better fate. The motive assigned for the murder of Major Brad- ford was the fact that, although a native of the South, he remained loyal to his government. Major Brad-; ford had witnessed the murder in cold blood of three hundred of his fellow-prisoners after their surrender at Fort Pillow.

Gen. Wm. T. Sherman to the mayor of Atlanta: "I myself have seen, in Missouri, Kentucky, Tenn- essee, and Mississippi, hundreds and thousands of women and children fleeing from your armies and desperadoes, hungry and with bleeding feet. Now that war comes home to you you feel very differently. You deprecate its horrors, but did not feel them when you sent car loads of soldiers and ammunition and

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moulded shell and shot to carry war into Kentucky and Tennessee and Mississippi, to desolate the homes of hundreds of thousands of good loyal people, who only ask to live in peace at their old homes and under the government of their inheritance."

Captain Phillips, who captured Florence, Alabama, says, in his official report : " We have met the most gratifying proofs of loyalty everywhere, across the Tennessee, and in North Mississippi and North Alabama, where we visited. Most affecting instances greeted us hourly. Men, women, and children gathered in crowds, shouted their welcome, and hailed their national flag with an enthusiasm there was no mistaking. It was genuine and heart-felt. They have experienced, as they related, every possi- ble form of persecution. Tears flowed down the cheeks of the men as well as of the women."

A British ofiicer. Lieutenant Col. Fremantle, of the Cold Stream Guards, who made a tour of inspec- tion during the war, says : " I met Capt. , of

Duff's Cavalry. The captain was rather a boaster. Some Unionists had crossed the river to Matamoras, Mexico. This captain had made a raid across the river and had carried off some of these ' renegadoes,' one of whom, Montgomery, he had left on the road to Brownsville. General Bee, a brother of General Bee who was killed at Manassas, told me that the Montgomery affair was against his sanction and he was sorry for it. He said that Davis, another rene- gade, would also have been put to death had it not

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been for the intercession of his wife. Gen. Bee had restored Davis to the Mexicans. Half an hour after we left Gen. Bee we came to the spot where Mont- gomery had been ' left,' and sure enough, about two hundred yards to the left of the road, we found him. He had been slightly buried, but his head and arms were above the ground, his arms tied together, the rope still round his neck, but part of it still dangling from a small mosquite tree. Dogs or wolves had probably scraped the earth from the body, and there was no flesh on the bones. I obtained this, my first observation of lynch law, within three hours after landing in America. About three miles beyond this we came to Col. Duff's encampment. He is a fine looking, handsome Scotchman. He received me with much hospitality. Col. Duff confessed that the Montgomery affair was all wrong, but he added that

his boys meant well. I was presented to , rather

a sinister-looking party, with long yellow hair down to his shoulders. This is the man who hanged Montgomery. We were treated by all the officers with much consideration. Col. Luckett gave me a letter to Gen. Van Dorn, whom they consider the beau ideal of a- cavalry soldier. They said from time immemorial the Yankees had been despised by the Southerners as a race inferior to themselves in courage and in honorable sentiments. Duff's regi- ment is called the Partisan Rangers. They are armed with carbines and six-shooters. I saw them come in from a scouting expedition against the In-

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dians, 300 miles off. They told nie that they were in the habit of scalping an Indian when they caught him, and that they never spared one, because the only good Indian was a dead Indian. This regiment had been employed in quelling a counter-revolutiou of Unionists in Texas. Nothing could exceed the ran- cor with which they spoke of these renegadoes, as they called them. When I suggested to some of the Texans that they might as well bury the body of Montgomery a little better, they did not at all agree with me, but said it ought not to have been buried at all, but left hanging as a warning to others. Col. Duff comes from Perth. He was one of the leadina: characters in the secession of Texas. He said his brother was a banker at Dunkeld. At the consulate,

, a Texas Unionist, confided his sentiments to

me. On the next evening he came to me and said he hoped I would not compromise his safety by re- vealing to any one the sentiments he expressed the day before.

" I attended the evening parade and saw Gen. Bee,

Cols. Luckett, Buchel, Duff, and . The

latter, who hanged Montgomery, improves upon acquaintance.

" Gen. Bee took me for a drive in his ambulance, and introduced me to ]\Iajor Leon Smith, who captured the Harriet Lane. After the Harriet Lane had been captured she was fired into by the other ships, and Major Smith told me that his blood being up he sent the ex-master of the Harriet Lane to Commodore

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Renshaw, with a message that, unless the firing was stopped, he would massacre the captured crew. After hearing this, Commodore Renshaw blew up his ship with himself in her. I met Gen.- Bankhead Magru- der. He speaks of the Puritans with intense disgust, and of the first importation of them as ' that pestiferous creioof the 3Iay Flower.' * * * Mr. Sargent and the j udge finished the gin, and the former being rather drunk entertained us with a detailed description of his treatment of a refractory negro girl, which, by his own account must have been very severe. The dis- tance from Brownsville to San Antonio is 330 miles. San Antonio is prettily situated on both banks of the river of the same name. It contains about 10,000 inhabitants, and is the largest place in Texas, except Galveston. The houses are well built of stone, generally one or two stories high. All have verandas in front. In the neighborhood of San Antonio one-third of the population is German, and many of them by no means loyal to the Confederate cause. They resisted by force of arms, but were set- tled by Duff's regiment. I heard a dispute between

and a German militia general. The latter

spoke strongly in disapproval of ' secret or night lynch- ing.' In spite of their hanging, shooting, etc,, there is much to like in the southern chivalry.

"An able-bodied male negro in Texas brings ^2,- 500, while a well skilled seamstress is worth $3,500. In the cars I was introduced to General* Samuel Houston, the founder of Texan independence. He

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told me he was born in Virginia seventy years agOy that he was United States senator at thirty, and gov- ernor of Tennessee at thirty-six. He emigrated into Texas in 1832; headed the revolt of Texas, and de- feated the Mexicans at San Jacinto in 1836. He then became President of the Republic of Texas, which he annexed to the United States in 1845. As governor of the state in 1860, he had opposed the secession movement and was deposed. He is evi- dently a remarkable and clever man, and much dis- appointed at having to subside from his former grandeur. I was introduced to Col. Chubb, who served as coxswain to the United States ship Java. He was guilty of hiring a colored crew at Boston and then coolly selling them at Galveston. I was intro- duced to Major , a brother-in-law to the man

who had hanged the Unionist, Montgomery. He spoke with some pride of the exploit of his relative. An indignant drayman came to complain of a mili- tary outrage. A semi-drunken Texan, of Pyron's regiment, had ordered him to halt ; the latter declin- ing to do so, the Texan fired five shots at him from his six shooter. Capt. Foster said that the regiment would probably hang the soldier for being such a disgracefully bad shot.

"We breakfasted a Huntsville. The Federal officers captured in the Harriet Lane are confined here in the j)enitentiary, and are not treated as pris- oners of war. This seems to be the system now with regard to officers, since the enlistment of negroes by

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northerners. My fellow-travelers of all classes are much given to talk about their ' peculiar institution.' They do not attempt to deny that there are many instances of cruelty, and all seem to be perfectly aware that slavery, which they did not invent but which they inherited from us (English), is and always will be the great bar to the sympathy of the civilized world. I have heard these words used over and over again.

" I started again by stage for Monroe, La. My companions were a Mississippi planter, a mad dentist from New Orleans (called by courtesy doctor), an old man from Matagorda, buying slaves cheap in Louisiana, a wounded officer, and a soldier. The soldier was a very intelligent Missourian, who told me (as others have) that at the commencement of the troubles both he and his family were strong Union- ists, but the Lincolnites by using coercion had forced them to take one side or the other and now there were no more bitter secessionists. This soldier (Mr. Douglas) was on his way to join Bragg's army. A Confederate soldier when wounded is not given his discharge, but is employed at such work as he is competent to perform. Mr. Douglas is quite lame, but will be employed at mounted duties or at writing.

" At a charming little town called Minden, I met an Englishman, who deplored to me that he had been such a fool as to naturalize himself, as he was in hourly dread of conscription. Nearly every man

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in this part of the country has a military title. Re- marking upon the prevalence of military titles, Gen. Johnson said, ' You must be astonished to find how fond we are of titles, though we are all republicans, and as we can't get any other sort, we all take military ones.' I find the soldiers sober from necessity, as there is literally no liquor to be got. There is great indisposition upon the part of the Confederates to take prisoners, particularly among these wild Mis- sissippians. One of Henderson's scouts apologized for bringing in a Yankee prisoner by saying that he surrendered so quick he couldn't kill him. Gen. Johnston told me this evening that he had been wounded ten times. He was the senior officer of the old army who joined the Confederates, and he com- manded the Virginia army till he was severely wounded at Seven Pines, called Fair Oaks, by the Federals. News arrived this evening of the hanging of a negro regiment with forty Yankee officers. I attended a review by Gen. Hardee. After the re- view the troops were harangued by Bishop Elliott, in an excellent address, partly religious, partly patri- otic. Col. Richmond gave me the particulars of Gen. VanDorn's death. He had ravished the wife of Dr. Peters, and was shot by the aggrieved hus- band."

This, from a southern newspaper indicates the temper of the times in 1861 : " We unhesitatingly say that the cause of justice and the cause of human- ity itself demands that the black flag shall be unfurled

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on every field — that extermination and death shall be proclaimed against the hellish miscreants who per- sist in polluting our soil with their crimes. We will stop the effusion of blood, we will arrest the horrors of war, by terrific slaughter of the foe, by examples of overwhelming and unsparing vengeance. When Oliver Cromwell massacred the garrison of Drogheda, suifering not a man to escape, he justified it on the ground that his object was to bring the war to a close, to stop the effusion of blood, and that it was, there- fore, a merciful act on his part. The South cannot afford longer to trifle. She must strike the most fearful blows — the war cry of extermination must be raised."

The Nashvirie (Tenn.) Courier published this news item :

" We learn that a squad of twelve men were sent to Franklin yesterday to arrest some Lincolnites. They had collected to the number of fifteen at the house of one of their number, one Bell, and defying the party, fired at them, killing one man by the name of Lee, and wounding one or two more. Our men then charged the house and set fire to it, and all the men in it, it is believed, but two, who escaped, perished in the conflagration."

' The act of the Confederate congress for the sup- pression of the slave trade was couched in the usual terms, but contained a provision for dealing with the negroes found on board the captured vessels, which is somewhat amusing. " If the vessel is cleared

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from any port in the United States, the president shall commusicate with any governor of that state, and shall offer to deliver such negroes to the said state on receiving a guarantee that the said negroes shall enjoy the rights and privileges of freemen iii such state, or in any other state of the United States, or that they shall be transported to Africa and there be set at liberty, without expense to the government." The notion of the Confederate states bargaining with Massachusetts or Ohio that a negro shall have all the rights and privileges of a freeman might imply a doubt as to the sincerity of their professions in be- half of the negro. In default of the foreign state accepting this offer, the president was empowered to receive any propositions made for the transportation of the negroes to Africa by private persons ; should no such philanthropist offer himself, the president shall cause the said negroes to be sold at public auc- tion to the highest bidder. This is a sad declension from the lofty morality of the earlier part of the clause. This act was passed with entire unanimity by the Confederate congress.

Near the close of the war the Confederate congress called upon the negro for help, offering him his free- dom and a quarter section of government land for his services as a soldier. But the offer came too late, the rebellion soon after collapsed. -The South, before this, professed to regard freedom as a curse to the negro and slavery as a blessing. O ! consistency, thou art a jewel.

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The southern leaders had been preparing for years to destroy the Union. Mr. Kcitt, oT South Caro- lina, in the convention •which met to carry the state out of the Union, said : " I have been engaged in 'this movement ever since I entered political life." ]\Ir. Inglis said, " Most of us have had this subject under consideration for twenty years." Mr. Rhctt said, " It is nothing produced by Mr. Lincoln's elec- tion or the non-execution of the fugitive slave law. It is a matter that has been gathering head for thirty years."

Preamble to the Florida ordinance of secession :

Whekeas, All hope of preserving the Union upon terms consistent with the safety and honor of the slave-holding states has been finally dissipated by the recent indications of the strength of the anti- slavery sentiment of the free states. This compels Florida to secede from the Union, and to become a sovereign and independent nation, and that all ordi- nances heretofore adopted, in so far as they create or recognize the confederacy of states called the United States of America are rescinded.

Stephen A. Douglas said: "The question is, are we to maintain the country of our fathers or allow it to be stricken down by those who, when they can no longer govern, threaten to destroy? What cause, what excuse do disunionists give us for breaking up the best government on which the sun of heaven ever shed its rays ? They are dissatisfied with the result of the presidential election. Did they never get

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teaten before? Are we to resort to the sword whoa we get defeated at the ballot-box ? I under- stand it that the voice of the people expressed in the mode appointed by the constitution must command the obedience of every citizen. They assume, on the election of a particular candidate, that their rights are not safe in the Union. What evidence do they present of this? I defy any man to show any act upon which it is based. What act was omitted to be done ? I appeal to these assembled thousands, that so far as the constitutional rights of slave-holders are concerned, nothing has been done and nothing omitted, of which they can complain. There has never been a time from the day that Washington was inaugurated first president of the United States, when the rights of the southern states stood firmer under the laws of the land than they do now ; there never was a time when they had not as good cause for dis- union as they have to-day. What good cause have they now that has not existed under every adminis- tration. If they say the territorial question — now, for the first time, there is no act of congress prohibit- ing slavery anywhere. If it be the enforcement of the laws, the only complaints that I have heard have been of the too vigorous and too faithful fulfillment of the fugitive slave law. Then what reason have they? The slavery question is a mere excuse. The election of Lincoln is a mere pretext. The present secession movement is the resuJt of an enormous con- spiracy formed more than a year since, formed by

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the leaders in the Southern Confederacy more than twelve months ago. But this is no time for the detail of causes. The conspiracy is now known. Armies have been raised, war is levied to accomplish it. There are only two sides to this question. Every man must be for the Union or against it. There can be no more neutrals in this war, only patriots or traitors.

"Thank God, Illinois is not divided upon the question. I know they expected to present a united South against a divided North. They hoped that in the northern states party questions would bring civil war between democrats and republicans, when the South would step in with her cohorts, aid one party to conquer the other, and then make easy prey of the victors. Their scheme was carnage and civil war in the North. There is but one way to defeat this. In Illinois it is being so defeated by closing up the ranks. I express it as my conviction before God that it is the duty of every American citizen to rally around the flag of his country."

Gen. Grant says : " In the South no opposition was allowed to the government which had been set up. The Union sentinient was thoroughly subdued."

In Kentucky "Valley, Ala., ten Unionists were arrested at their homes, taken to a Primitive Baptist church and tried by the vigilantes, and condemned as submissionists and as traitors to the Southern Confed- eracy, and immediately, shot. Their names were : G. W. Castleman, Eli Paul Manning, Geo. Pentecost,

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Emory Paden, Rodman Tankersley, Sydney Smith, John Bunyan, Verner Kaiser Knight, Clay Bonar, and David Crockett, Jr.

Like the ferocious tiger when he tastes blood, they started to arrest Louis Saterthwaite, a noted Unionist. Upon reaching his cabin they found it barricaded. They ordered Saterthwaite to open the door. He refused. Going to the woods they pro- cured a large log to be used as a battering-ram to break down the door. As they came within range a well directed volley from the cabin leveled ten of these miscreants in the dust. This unexpected de- fense caused the assailants to drop their battering-ram and beat a hasty retreat to an adjoining forest. Four of their number were killed outright: Joe. Hines, Sam Kendall, Bill Gaddy, and Josh Blue. The others managed to crawl into the woods, but Jo Bardwell, through whose head a buckshot had passed, died the next day. Saterthwaite had with him five friends, staunch Unionists, who resolved to sell their lives as dearly as possible. Their names were Mid— dleton Walker, John Franklin, Alonzo Winston,,. Morris Jefferson, and Pelham Shelby. Upon the retreat of their enemies' they held a council of war- and decided that as soon as the twilight deepened into' night they would make their escape, and abandoning their homes and families for a time, would follow the polar star till they reached some Union outpost. They well knew that the discomfited vigilantes would soon return with large reinforcements, and 23

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they had no hope that mercy would be shown them by these infuriate demons incarnate. Two days elapsed before the vigilantes returned. They came five hundred strong, led by Aaron Bloeh, a virulent secessionist, but such was their dread that they did not dare leave the woods. At lengtli, the cannon which they had sent for arrived, and they, with this engine of war, demolished the cabin without demand- ing a surrender. But the birds had flown and were far on their way toward the Federal lines. A large company for pursuit was organized. Fifty hounds were secured and put on the trail. For four days they followed fast. Saterthwaite and his little band of compatriots had reached the Union lines. The general in command, kindly granting his request, sent out a large force of cavalry to bring in the families of these men and of the ten that were murdered. Six hours after they had left the camp they heard the loud baying of the blood-hounds, indicating the near approach of their foes. Concealing themselves they awaited their advent. Soon they came in full view and in good range. A well directed volley emptied many a sad- dle. They turned and fled. Pursuit was rapid. Twenty-five prisoners were cdptured, and many vigi- lantes were slain. The families were reached and brought into the Federal lines and sent north. As to the twenty-five prisoners, Rufus Curlee, their leader, was compelled to witness the death by hanging of twenty-three of the number. Curlee then met the fate of his confederates in guilt. Gideon Brevoort

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Tvas recognized by Saterthwaite as a Unionist who was compelled to join this band of pursuers as a guide, in order to save his life. He was brought in with them and at once enlisted in the service of the government in a company of sappers and miners. He was a man of fine physique, and of great physical strength. He proved an invaluable addition to the service. Near the close of the war he was instantly killed by a rebel sharp-shooter, while engaged with others in the construction of a pontoon bridge, and was buried with the honors of war. His comrades erected a monument to his memory. They confis- cated a number of monuments found in a marble works in a town near their encampment. Two of their number, marble cutters, engraved on the monu- ment the following : "In Memoriam. Died on the field of honor, March 1st, 1865, Gideon Brevoort, ■aged 32 yrs. 4 mos. and 15 days."

Released from earthly care and strife, With Thee is hidden all his life ; Thy word is true, thy will is just, With thee we leave him, Lord, in trust.

' You who come my grave to view,

A moment stop and think That I am in eternity And you are on the brink.

Soldier, rest, thy warfare o'er. Sleep the sleep that knows no waking, Dream of battle fields no more. Days of danger, nights of waking.

Take ye heed, watch and pray, for ye know not when the i;ime is. Mark xiii. 33.

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So let him rest beneath the sod, His form with us, his soul with God. Eequiescat in pace.

If we had not removed our encampment, his friends, Seymour Carpenter and Marquis Glover, would have covered the whole monument with laud^ atory inscriptions and epitaphs.

A letter from his brother, Prof. Franklin Brevoort, found in Gideon's tent after his burial, may be interesting :

Memphis, Tenn., Dec. 16, 1864. Dear Brother:

I have just learned yonr address. I, too, made my escape to the Federal lines. When the tocsin of war sounded I was teaching in Pensacola, Florida. Teachers and ministers employed in their vocation were by Confederate law exempt from service in the army. When the summer vacation of 1861 came I felt that body, soul, and spirit with united voice demanded rest — a period of absolute freedom from all secular cares and avocations. The duties of the class-room had been peculiarly severe and exacting during the academic year just closed. But the trying ordeal was passed, and vacation had come. Homer and Horace, Virgil and Xenophon, Legendre and Bourdon, Watts and Whately, and all the tomes of ancient and modern lore were consigned for the time to the gloomy alcoves of the library, there to rest in silent companionship till vacation ended and schol- astic duties were resumed.

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The young men have donned their hunting ap- parel and hied away to the forest, >vhere the red deer wander, and to the rivers, where the finny tribes abound, and I, whither shall I go? The bow that is kept continually in a high state of tension, and the mind that is never relaxed, lose elasticity and become permanently impaired. The environment has a tendency to recall the duties performed in it, which one wishes wholly to throw off for a time, and thus the benefits of recreation are dimin- ished. It is better, therefore;, that needful rest be taken at some place remote from the scenes of labor. New scenes, new faces, new employments divert the mind, and call into action other faculties, and give those that have been overburdened the desired rest. With this end in view I prepared to leave our classic shades and hie away to the home of one of my stu- dents, whose warm invitation I felt happy in accept- ing. On a beautiful morning, just as the auroral brightness was assuming a vermilion hue, sure har- binger of coming day, the colored coachman drove to my door and I was soon outward bound for the home of Jasper Pettigru, whose hospitable residence I was never to reach. The oriole, the mocking-bird, the paroquet flitted from tree to tree, and a great va- riety of feathered songsters made the forests vocal with their harmony, and by the brilliancy of their plumage encircled our pathway with a halo of glory. One could readily imagine himself in the enchanted land. The balmy air, the fragrant flowers, the sil-

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very, sparkling waters, the odor-laden breeze, all contributed to the highest happiness, the most ec- static delight of the votaries of pleasure — a crowd of whom were with me in the diligence. But ever and anon there came borne upon the unwilling breeze an agonizing sigh, proceeding from the inmost re- cesses of a bleeding, broken heart — a heart crushed by some sorrow too great to be sustained long and the victim live. I thought perhaps it is a fugitive slave on the top of the diligence who is being re- turned to his master. When we arrived at Daphne, Ala., where I intended lodging for the night with an old friend, Joe Poindexter, an oflScer got out of the diligence, ordered a carriage from the livery stable, and obtaining assistance, took a white man from the top of the stage and placed him on the rear seat of the carriage. He said this was a state prisoner whom he was conveying into the presence of Col. Bonham, at Tensas, to be dealt with as he was accustomed to deal with all tories. As my friend lived near Ten- sas, I mentioned this fact to this man, whose name was Major Samuel Rodney. Major Rodney said he would be glad to have me go with him for company. I at once accepted the proffered favor, having a desire to assist, if possible, this suffering Unionist. When within two miles of Tensas we came to the residence of a gentleman, a friend of Major Rodney, Col. Wardlaw by name (if my memory is correct). A dance was in progress at his house, and he insisted upon Major Rodney's attending the dance. The

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major said this d — ^d tory must be delivered to- night to Col. Bonham. "Can't your friend take him in?" replied the colonel. "Yes, or I can drive in and return," said the major. "You'd miss oceans of fun if you were to do that. Just send him in and let your friend put the team in the livery stable at Tensas. I'll 'send for it in the morning." I cor- dially assented to this arrangement.

After driving a few hundred yards I asked my prisoner to give me his story. He replied that his name was Isaac Simpson, that he was a Unionist, and supposed that this would be the last night of bis life, as Col. Bonham spared the lives of no Unionists, and that he would not recant his opinions to save his life. I replied, "I, too, am a Unionist." "Glory to God," said the prisoner, " then there is yet hope for me." " Yes, we will survive or perish together." Col. Rodney had given me the key of the prisoner's manacles. I had no difficulty in liberating him. There was no road by which to turn off, so Ave were compelled to go into Tensas, then bear north, and trust in God for divine guidance. We drove rapidly, and were far, very far from Tensas by daylight. Near Shongalo, Smith Co., Miss., we sold our horses and carriage to a planter for $500, Confederate money. At Tougaloo, Hinds Co., we bought suits of clothes in order to conceal our identity. At Brandon, Miss., we bought tickets for Grand Junction, Tenn., and without any further special adventures reached Cairo, 111., where we both enlisted in the Federal service.

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At Brandon I bought a newspaper which gave a de- scription of us, and offered a large reward for our capture.

Prof. Simpson has never yet been able to corres- pond with his family, nor has he heard what may have befallen them since his arrest ; nor have I been able to visit my student friend for whose hospitable mansion I started in what aj)pears, because of the thronging events and various vicissitudes of the past years, to be the "auld lang syne." We hope that soon the bottom will fall out of that rotten old hulk — the Southern Confederacy.

Please write to me at your very earliest conven- ience and tell me all about yourself.

Your affectionate brother,

Franklin Brevooet.

The song of -war shall echo through the mountains

Till not one hateful link remains

Of slavery's lingering chains,

Till not one tyrant treads our plains, Nor traitor lips pollute our fountains.

Princeton, Gibson Co., Indiana.

On April 29, 1877, occurred the cold-blooded assassination of Judge Chisholm, of Kemper Co., Miss., and the killing of his little son and the wound- ing of his brave young daughter, aged eighteen, who died of her wounds soon after. This tragedy, and the fact that every physician in the place refused to attend upon her dying father and herself, reveal the

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state of terrorism which prevailed under the reign of the " White League " in the South.

An armed band of two hundred chivalrous white men attacked this family, and after the brave young girl had, with her right arm, parried the guns of sev- eral of those defenders of their rights, which were placed almost against her father's breast, while with the other arm around her wounded father's neck, she received a wound which shattered her right hand and was six times wounded in one of her legs. Her father at last fell, pierced by eleven balls. He still lived, and this heroic girl, though fatally wounded herself, assisted her dying father to their home, a distance of over one hundred yards. Her younger brother of thirteen years of age was shot dead while clinging to his father. Gov. Stone, of Mississippi, refused to send aid and protection to this distressed family. The great crime of which Judge Chisholm was guilty was his staunch adherence to the govern- ment, and his attempt to enforce the laws as sheriff of the county.

Near this, Eev. James Pelan, my dear friend and co-presbyter, was murdered because of his avowed Union sentiments, though he was a non-combatant, and only desired to live in quietness and retirement till the contest was decided. We were both members of the Presbytery of Tombeckbee. I was by far less discreet than my friend Pelan. I could not con- ceal my sentiments by a judicious reticence when in the presence of avowed secessionists. My friend

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Pelan warned me again and again against rashness and ill-timed expression of opinions which -would be sure to bring down upon my devoted head the mur- derous wrath of the devotees of treason. I still live, but my dear friend Pelan died a martyr to the truth^ at the hands of those atrociously cruel men.

When the southern people hate it is with great in- tensity ; if they love their love is intense. la the war times the secessionists would destroy Unionists as they would vipers or rattlesnakes or water moc- casins or cotton-mouths. They had no spark of sympathy or compassion for them. They loved their friends, and would promote their interests in every possible way. They took delight in serving their friends, and I personally owe them a debt of grat- itude for much kindness shown me by the southern people during my sojourn among them in the ante bellum days. Any favor I desired was accorded gladly. I never found them deceitful. If they man- ifested friendship it was genuine, if they did not like any one they made no pretence of friendship. I found them generous and truthful. A minister, in traveling always went directly to a brother minister's house, and invariably met a glad welcome and mu- nificent entertainment. I knew of one exception. The Eev. Mr. Bland, of Memphis Presbytery, visited the city of Memphis, accompanied by his wife. They went directly to- the residence of the pastor of the 1st Presbyterian church of that city. They were received in the parlor. It was cold weather and

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there was no fire in the parlor. After remaining awhile, and receiving no invitation to stay, they left, quite indignant at their uncivil treatment. At the next session of presbytery the attention of presbytery was called to this incivility. The minister guilty of this breach of the rules of hospitality prevailing in the South found it necessary to make a humble apol- ogy for his rudeness. He, however, never regained the confidence of his brethren, and ere long found it necessary to seek another and distant field of labor.

Mr. Woolley wished to borrow money from a Mr. Goodloe. Mr. John H. Brown, at the request of Mr. Woolley, agreed to become his security. Upon reflection, Mr. Brown chailged his opinion in regard to becoming surety for Mr. Woolley, and instead of going to Mr. Woolley and informing him that he had reconsidered the matter and had reversed his decision, he went to Mr. Goodloe and said to him, "When Mr. Woolley comes to you and asks to bor- row money, I wish you would tell him that you have no money to lend." Mr. Goodloe replied, " I have the money to lend, and, sir, if a d — d lie has to be told you must tell it yourself." This affair becomino; known, Mr. Brown lost caste at once in the community.

I knew of four grave elders in a northern church who wished to accomplish a certain purpose which they knew could only be attained by clandestine means. They held a private meeting, and after a full discussion of the matter, agreed upon a false

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statement, to the principle underlying which at least two of their number were sentimentally opposed.

At the next regular meeting of session, the one designated as spokesman, in solemn tones and with a sanctimonious air, made the statement agreed upon. Upon the j>resumption of the truth of the statement but one result could follo\v, and they secured the end desired. Upon the discovery of the falsehood, one of its perpetrators called upon the minister and said he hoped that he would not take offense at what they had done, as they had, at a private meeting, decided that the course they had pursued was the best to be taken under the circumstances. The minister re- plied that they should have told the truth and have given the real reasons which had led them to desire the end they had secured by falsehood.

"Yes," he replied, "it would have been better. I was opposed to the principle upon which the state- ment was based. Yes, it' would have been better to have told the truth."

" Certainly it would, for you have led your minis- ter to make unwittingly a false statement to the other congregation in his pastoral charge, which, to estab- lish his own veracity, he must publicly correct, and must give his reasons for having been misled. This will necessarily criminate you, and expose your du- plicity. It was a sin of no small magnitude to fabricate a falsehood, and, in your official capacity as office-bearers in the church of Jesus Clirist, deliber- ately, and in accordance with your preconcerted

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'scheme announce it as the truth in order to accom- plish an end really beyond the realm of your juris- diction, and thus determine a matter by no means within your province to decide. It would have been the part of true wisdom, even after you had taken your seats as members of session, to have followed the dictates of an enlightened conscience, and the teachings of God's word, and to have uttered nothing but truth, though with the certainty of failure to accomplish your wicked and unhallowed purpose. The end, even though right, which it was not in this case, does not justify the use of such base, craven, cowardly means."

This probably could not have occurred in the South. Lying is not one of their vices. It is re- garded as the act of a coward, who has not the prin- ciples of a brave and true man. Their sins are open before going to judgment. This probably could not occur again in the North. It was probably _an anomalous case, without precedent or parallel. Four church officers, who have been elected as overseers of their brethren in spiritual things, conspiring together to fabricate a falsehood and to palm it off upon their unsuspecting minister as truth, is doubtless an act un- paralleled in and unknown to the annals of any other church North or South.

It might be well to state that the spokesman, and probably the chief fabricator of the false state- ment, was neither born nor bred in America, nor was he brought up within the pale of the Presbyterian church.

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A custom which physicians tell me is as old as the medical profession universally prevails both North and South. Physicians are debarred by this custom, which is of as strongly binding force as if it were a statutory enactment, from making any charge for medical services rendered to ministers of all denomi- nations and their families, or to members of their own profession. Physicians inform me that they have never known this custom to be violated by any mem- ber of the medical fi-aternity who is in good and regular standing in his profession, and that were any physician to violate this custom, suspicion wpuld attach to him at once.

When I speak of the Southern people as truthful prior to the war, I affirm that this is still a trait of their character, with this exception, they will defraud the "negroes and scalawags" of a free ballot and fair count by fraud, violence, and perjury. They do not attempt to conceal their conduct in this respect, de- claring it to be a political necessity for the preserva- tion of white supremacy. This they are determined to enforce in the church, the school, and the state, peaceably if they can, forcibly if they must.

During the war southera Unionists, to avoid per- secution, would conceal their sentiments, sometimes deeming it necessary to resort to deception in. speech and conduct to avoid imprisonment and death. Guerrillas, Jeff Davis' "partisan warriors," when arrested by Federal troops, would resort to every kiiid of subterfuge and deception to escape the

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penalty due their crimes. The course of Unionist and secessionist was very much like that of the English during the wars of the roses, as indi- cated by a toast which used to be drank in those days :

" God bless the faith, God bless the faith's defender, God bless, no harm in blessing the pretender. Bat which pretender, or which king, God bless us all, that's quite a different thing. "

Gen L. Q. C. Lamar, of the rebel army, once said to me, " The ten commandments are suspended dur- ing the prevalence of war." > This seemed to be a true statement ; at all events the Southern Confederacy ignored them all during its whole wicked existence. " Inter arma leges silent " was its motto and practice, both in regard to Divine and human laws, till God in his providence and wrath blotted out its name as a nation from under heaven — a justly merited doom.

The heroism of the loyal women of the South, in their patient, uncomplaining endurance of persecu- tion, often unto death, is deserving of lasting remem- brance. They concealed their husbands, sons, brothers, and lovers from the rage and malice of the secessionists, in swamps, caverns, and mountain fast- nesses, and at the risk of life carried them provisions while in hiding. They toiled with their own hands in the field to procure a support for themselves and those dependent upon them. Many sleepless vigils were endured by them while they and those dear to them were every hour environed by fearful peril.

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They possessed intense convictions. They were women of faith and prayer, and they abounded in good works. The remembrances of those" righteous, holy, and loyal women is blessed.

O, woman, great is thy faith. — Jesus Christ.

A good womaii is the loveliest flower that blooms under heaven . — Thackeray.

Ah ! me, beyond all power to name, those worthies tried and

true, Brave men, fair women, youth and maid pass by in grand

review. — Whittier.

Not she with traitorous kiss her Saviour stnng, Not she denied him with unholy tongue, She, while apostles shrank, could danger brave, Last at the cross and earliest at the grave.

Bead the fresh annals of onr land : the gathering dust of time Not yet has fallen on the scroll to dim the tale sublime ; There woman's glory proudly shines, for willingly she gave Her costliest offerings to uphold the generous and the brave Who fought her country's battles well ; and oft she periled

life To save a father, brother, friend, in those dark years of strife. Whatever strong-armed man hath wrought, whatever he hath

won, That goal hath woman also reached, that action hath she done.

Ashley, Luzerne Co., Pa.

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THE NORTH AND SOUTH CONTRASTED.

In the year of our Lord, 1856, I listened to an address pronounced by Col. Jefferson Davis, in Holly Springs, Mississippi, in which he strongly and un- equivocally avowed secession sentiments, and urged his auditors to make due preparation for it, as it was an event greatly to be desired and would be an accom- plished fact in the n^r future, as sure as fate. He thus spoke :

" The people of the North and South are not hom- ogeneous and they never have been. From the first the Union was an alliance between two peoples as diverse in habits, manners and customs, and modes of thought as in their climates and productions. The South has always been restive under this bond. There are strong contrasts between the character- istics and idiosyncrasies of the people of each section. These existed in the mother country. The chivalrie Norman Cavaliers settled the South. The Puritans of Saxon origin, exiled and poverty stricken, settled on the cold, rugged, bleak, and inhospitable shores of New England. When I contemplate the hostility of their descendants to our peculiar, patriarchal, popu- lar, and truly beneficent institution — an institution so essential to southern prosperity, and the conservation and development of a high type of civilization, I can look with great leniency upon the persecution and banishment by our ancestors of a people so super- stitious, hypocritical, inappreciative, meddlesome, and 24

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refractory. They brought the same spirit with them to the new world. They envy us our superior civil- ization and many advantages. The Norman and the Saxon can never coalesce. They can never live un- der the same government on terms of equality. The Norman, by his ancestral traditions, by his intellect- ual superiority and restless ambition, aspires to bear rule and hold the reins of government. And this consummation of his hopes ai:|^ aims he eventually secures. All history proves this. The Cavaliers have always been the rulers. The Puritans the ruled. There is no common bond of sympathy, no affinity by which to cement the heterogeneous ele- ments into homogeneity. Slavery gives us superiority so patent that the world readily recognizes it. When our citizens travel abroad they are accorded honors never bestowed upon Yankee travelers. Labor to wring by the sweat of the face a bare subsistence out of a barren glebe, leaves upon the features the in- effaceable marks of their plebeian condition and origin. I have seen them abroad aping the manners of the refined and cultured Southron, and northern mud- sills is the whispered comment of the courtly Euro- pean, who cannot be deceived by the exhibition of the stolen livery. The ass's ears protrude from the lion's skin.

" They threaten war if we secede. We would have secession, peaceably if we can, forcibly if we miist. If they force war upon us because y/e spurn with contempt governmental association with them, let

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them come. We will welcome them with bloody hands to hospitable graves. There is, however, no necessity for any fear that the Yankees will attempt to retain us by force in a Union which we will sever whatever may be the consequences. I will volunteer to shed all the blood from my own veins that will be necessary to be shed because of the secession of Mississippi from the Union. We have submitted too long to Yankee insolence and domination. I long to enjoy the sweets of liberty, and to see my fellow-citizens of Mississippi in the enjoyment of them. I was educated in the North and I regard it as the greatest misfortune of my life. I fear that during my sojourn there I adopted insensibly some of their brusque manners and imbibed some of the modes of thought of an inferior people. I think, however, I have gotten quit of them, but it required extraordinary and persistent effort to do so. I would advise our people to patronize no longer teachers and ministers from the North. They insidiously instill sentiments hostile to southern interests. Their stu- dents and parishioners are in peril so long as they are under the mental and moral instruction of men born and bred in the abolition states. Our slave-holding population not subject to the necessity of manual labor have all their time to devote to literary pursuits, to the rites of hospitality, and to social and convivial pleasures and recreations. This is impossible among a people toiling for a livelihood, their minds engrossed with the problems connected with the daily supply of their

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physical necessities, taking thought in regard to what they shall eat, what they shall drink, and wherewithal they shall be clothed. Physical drudgery is their pre- destined lot, and concomitant mental anxiety attending it precludes the possibility of a high degree of culture and refinement. The otium cumdignitate is found alone in southern society. Slavery removes us far from the untoward condition that militates against ad- vanced thought.

" The slave, the serf, the peasant, the mudsills of society, will always exist to toil and perform neces- sary physical drudgery. Providence has so ordained it, and has so constituted society. There are the ruler and the ruled, the noble and the peasant, the slave and his master, the employS and the employer. Those who toil and moil, and those who enjoy the fruit of their labor. And we do not wish to rebel at the allotments of Divine Providence. Providence has been kind to us, and we must not surrender our birthright. Cotton is king, and we must see to it that he is not dethroned. We can rule the North better out of the Union than in it. New England avarice will bow the supple knee to our king. They must have cotton. Subvert their manufacturing in- terests and they perish. They will perforce become tributary to us, and it will be a happy sight to be- hold the Yankee cringing at our feet, supplicating us for permission to live — his insolence all gone, his moral ideas radically changed, and his hostility to slavery merged into professed love for our peculiar

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institution. I am not a prophet, nor a prophet's son, but I will venture the prediction that another decade will not pass until all these things will be fulfilled. Pleaveu speed the day of their complete consumma- tion. Coming events cast their shadows before."

Pollard, the historian of The Lost Cause, thus speaks of an address of President Davis upon the re- turn of the peace commissioners, Hunter, Campbell, and Stevens : " He made a powerful and eloquent address, but in parts of it he fell into weak and bom- bastic speech, and betrayed that boastful characteris- tic of almost all his oral utterances in the war. As a writer, Mr. Davis is careful, meditative, and full of dignity ; but as a speaker he is imprudent, and in moments of passion he frequently blurts out what first comes into his mind. On this occasion he was boastful, almost to the point of grotcsqueness. He declared that the march which Sherman was then making would be his last, and would conduct him to ruin. He predicted that before the summer solstice fell upon the country it would be the North that would be soliciting peace. He affirmed that the military situation of the Confederacy was all that he could desire, and drawing up his figure, and in tones of scornful defiance heard to the remotest parts of the building, he remarked that the Federal authorities who had so complacently conferred with the com- missioners of the Confederacy little knew that they were talking to their masters."

A quotation from the same history will be perti-

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nent : " Slavery is the most prominent cause of dis- tinction between the civilizations or social autonomies of North and South. In the ante-revolutionary period the differences between the populations of the northern and southern colonies had already been strongly marked. The early colonists did not bear with them, from the mother country to the shores of the New World, any greater degree of congeniality than existed among them at home. They had come, not only from different stocks of population, but from different feuds, in religion and politics. There could be no congeniality between the Puritan exiles who established themselves upon the cold, rugged, and cheerless soil of New England, and the Cavaliers who sought the brighter climate of the South, and drank in their baronial halls in Virginia confusion to round-heads and regicides. The intolerance of the Puritan, the painful thrift of the northern colonists, their external forms of piety, their lack of the senti- mentalism which makes up the half of modern civili- zation, are traits of character visible in their descend- ants. On the other hand, the colonists of Virginia and the Carolinas were from the first distinguished for their polite manners, their fine sentiments, their attachment to a sort of feudal life, their landed gen- try, their love of field sports and dangerous adventure, and the prodigal and improvident aristocracy that dispensed its stores in constant rounds of hospitality and gaiety. Slavery established in the South a pecu- liar and noble type of civilization. It was not with-

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out attendant vices, but the virtues wliich followed in its train were numerous and peculiar, and asserted the general good eifect of the institution on the ideas and manners of the South. If habits of command sometimes degenerated into cruelty and insolence, yet in numerous instances they inculcated notions of chivalry, polished the manners, and produced many noble and generous virtues. If the relief of a large class of whites from the demands of physical labor gave occasion in some instances for idle and dissolute lives, yet at the same time it afforded opportunity for extraordinary culture, elevated the standards of scholarship in the South, enlarged and emancipated social intercourse, and established schools of individ- ual refinement. The South had an element in its society — a landed gentry — which the North envied, and for which its substitute was a coarse, ostentatious aristocracy, that smelt of the trade, and that, however it cleansed itself and aped the elegance of the South, could never entirely subdue a sneaking sense of its own inferiority. The civilization of the North was coarse and materialistic. - That of the South was scant of shows, but highly refined and sentimental. The South was a vast agricultural country, waste lands, forest, and swamps often gave to the eye a dreary picture; there were no thick and intricate nets of internal improvement to astonish and bewil- der the traveler, no country picturesque with towns and villages to please his vision. Northern men ridiculed the apparent scantiness of the South, and

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took it as an evidence of inferiority. But this was the coarse judgment of the surface of things. The agricultural pursuits of the South fixed its features, and however it might decline in the scale of gross prosperity, its people were trained in the highest civilization, were models of mannei's for the whole country, rivaled the sentimentalism of the oldest countries of Europe, established the only schools of honor in America, and presented a striking contrast in their well-balanced character to the conceit and giddiness of the Northern people. There is a singu- larly bitter hate which is inseparable from a sense of inferiority, and every close observer of northern soci- ety has discovered how there lurked in every form of hostility to the South, the conviction that the north- ern man, however disguised with ostentation, was coarse and inferior in comparison with the aristocracy and chivalry of the South."

Pollard states, at the close of his history, that " the Confederates have gone out of the war with the con- sciousness that they were the better men."

Pollard also states that the people of the South were reduced to terrible straits during the war. He thinks the lowest degree of humiliation was reached when delicate and refined ladies were compelled to perform the drudgery of cooking for themselves and their children to avoid starvation. The whole tenor of southern teaching led to the prevalent belief that manual or mental labor for pecuniary remuneration was degrading. The degradation of labor was

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flreaded by all classes and conditions of the whites. The colored people were driven to it by the lash.

Manual labor was associated in the southern mind with slavery. In the eleven seceded states forming the Soutliern Confederacy there were but two hun- dred and fifty thousand slave-holders. The great majority of the white population were non-slave- holders. Social ostracism was rigorously enforced. The poor whites were less esteemed by the rich than the slaves. Many of the slaves were more intelli- gent than they. Notably the house servants, who, by their intimate association with their masters' fami- lies, had gained a surprising amount of general infor- mation. Many of them were mulattoes, quadroons, and octoroons. They entertained a very low estimate of the poor white, regarding hipi as much lower in the scale of intelligence than themselves. The •cracker and the sandhiller were the objects of their derision. They scorned association with them, and often spoke of them and treated them with scorn and contempt. A refrain to one of their popular songs is brusque but expresses the truth :

" My name's Sam, I don't care a d — n, I'd rather be a nigger than a poor white man."

The cause of the poverty and illiteracy of the poor whites of the South is easily accounted for by their history and disabilities. Bancroft, the historian, thus speaks of this class :

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tion than they deserve. These people have been properly called the poor whites of the South. The original charter of King James, extending from Florida to the present northern boundary of the United States, was divided into two departments, named North and South Virginia. They haVe ulti- mately become the North and the South. The South was originally colonized by the Norman element, then esteemed the English aristocracy, while the North was chiefly peopled by the race termed the Saxon, an equality and liberty loving people. The South from the first sought to maintain high and low classes ; the North equality. At a certain time the English Government opened its prisons and poured forth a flood of convicts upon the southern colonies. At this period the aristocratic party, both in England and America, was hostile to educating the lower classes.

" Sir William Berkley, an early governor of Vir- ginia, said, 'Every man instructs his children accord- ing to his ability;' a method which left the ignorant in hopeless blindness. The instinct of aristocracy dreaded the general diffusion of intelligence, and even the enfranchising influence of the ministers. ' The ministers,' continued Sir William, 'should pray oftener and preach less. But I thank God there are no free schools, no printing, and I hope we shall not have them these hundred years, for learning has brought disobedience, heresy, and sects into the world, and printing has divulged them and libels against

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the best government. God keep us from both.' Bancroft's Hist., Vol. II. The people of the South now became permanently divided into an aristocracy and the convict race of poor whites. The latter, for the want of education, were disqualified to rise, and sank deeper and deeper into wickedness and degrada- tion, lost all spirit of enterprise and self-respect, and became too indolent to seek fortunes or better their condition. In the east they habited along the coasts of North aijd South Carolina, and near large rivers, as the Great Pedee, Yadkin, and Cape Fear, a climate that favored their indolence. They lived on oysters, crabs, and periwinkles, and had a strange habit of eating clay, hence they were known by the name of clay-eaters. A more substantial subsistence, however, was fur- nished from half wild hogs and cattle. The former of these subsisted in the woods upon roots and mast, the latter upon browse and range. To these may be added the opossum, fattened upon wild grapes. About the same time with the convicts, the negro race was introduced into this country, which, from the first, was held to be more respectable than the convict race. The traveler, passing up the Pedee on the early steamboats which navigated it, would be sur- prised to see at night-fall fires lighted up along the banks and on the neighboring hills. Upon en- quiring he would be told that these were the encamp- ments of the poor whites for the sake of shad fishing. If he were a European, it would lead him to think of the gypsies of his native country ; indeed they re-

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semble the gypsies. Their habits are migratory, they own no real estate, and might, not inappropri- ately, be called American gypsies. Their Avant of enterprise and energy has been mentioned. To this, however, there were exceptions. Many picked up courage and beat back to the mountains. The famous county of Buncombe was largely settled by poor whites. Some of these were descendants of depreda- tors and murderers who possessed great energy. The spirit of violence continuing in the veins of some, would reappear in future generations by the law of heredity. Hence from the notorious Buncombe were known to come many notorious characters, so that any violent character in the settlement of the South- west was commonly slanged with the epithet of "Eoarer from Bunkum," and in the same phra- seology, a plucky deed was denominated "Bunkum." Some of the most audacious thieves and bloody high- waymen that ever infested the earth emigrated to the South-west from the Pedee and Yadkin. Such were the Puebloes of East Tennessee, and the Harpes of Kentucky. The majority of these people have not the least tendency to acknowledge God or recognize religion. In this they coincide with the gypsies, but profanity uttered in the most trite and distasteful oaths seemed to them a second nature. They practice every vice and have but few virtues. Families of the patrician order, falling into decay, are compelled by force of circumstances to migrate north or to unite their destiny with this class. And many families of

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poor but respectable people, being unable to educate their children because of the expense attending it, and manual labor being considered disgraceful, grad- ually siuk till they become blended with the poor and vicious whites. Their aristocratic neighbors lend no helping hand to enable them to avoid this catastro- phe, and avert a fate worse than death.

In the ante bellum days there was not a single free scb.ool for the education of youth in the seven states which afterward seceded and organized the Southern Confederacy. The dominant class, the slave-holders, numbered but a quarter of a million. This class ig- nored the existence of the poor whites, except so far as it was possible to use them, and they ruled with rigor over the blacks, and wishing to extend their domination they determined to rule or ruin the whole United States of America. According to state laws, it was a criminal act to teach a slave to read. Al- though there was no statutory enactment to prevent the children of the po'or whites from receiving in- struction, they were debarred from even a rudiment- ary education by their environment. Free schools were unknown, the slave-holders controlled the schools and rigorously excluded the children of the poor. It seemed an utter impossibility for a child belonging to the lower class to secure an education. Senator McDuffie, of South Carolina, became the patron of a poor white child, and gave him the ben- efit of the schools. He learned rapidly and became an eminent minister, known to the world as Kev,

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Jas. H. Thornwell, D.D. Some ladies educated a poor white boy who is known to fame as Hon. Alex- ander Stephens. It is not for want of intellectuality, but for lack of opportunity that the children of the poor whites are ignorant. It seems strange that Dr. Thornwell and Alexander Stephens should have be- come champions of slavery, the institution guilty of oppressing beyond measure the class to which they belonged, and in which they would have remained had it not been for the charity of individuals whose be- nevolence in this line was a glorious exception to the prevalent sentiment of the southern aristocracy.

I was principal of the high school connected with the Princeton, Ind., graded schools. A number of refugee children belonging to the poor white class of the South attended these schools. They fully equaled the other children in progress in their studies. After- ward I was superintendent of the Cambridge City and Leavenworth graded schools, in the same state, and found many children of refugee families in attend- ance. These children showed no intellectual inferior- ity, but kept equal pace with the other children in all their studies. The masses of the people in the South were deprived of every privilege. They were kept in ignorance, that they might not know their wrongs, and they were reduced to and kept in ex- treme poverty by every possible device, that they might not be able to rise superior to the degradation which their environment had forced upon them. To contemplate this bestial wretchedness, hopeless igno-

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xance, and forlorn condition, filled with joy the souls of the aristocratic slave-holding oligarchy — if it be conceded that they were possessed of souis.

Slave-holders were bitterly opposed to the educa- tion of the masses, and used every possible means to prevent their acquiring even the ability to read and write. They desired for their own caste a monopoly of wealth, culture, and everything that rendered life worth living. There were some glorious exceptions to this view. Tishomingo county, in the north- eastern corner of* Mississippi, contained many Scotch and Scotch-Irish people. These people were anxious to give their children a good education. There were but few slaves in the county and the majority of the people could not be induced to favor secession. A Presbyterian minister, who became president of Corona Female College, located in Corinth, Miss., strove by tongue and pen to rouse the people of the state to adopt measures looking to the education of the masses. He delivered an address before the leg- islature at Jackson, urging upon the legislators the necessity of adopting a free school system for the state, but his efforts were looked upon with disfavor by the slave-holders ; some of his utterances had the true ring and were well-nigh prophetic. This divine. Rev. L. B. Gaston, published an article in the Corona Wreath, a monthly periodical, edited by his wife, Mrs. Susan B. Gaston, which I will copy. Its earnest plea for the general diffusion of knowledge among the people only rendered Mr. Gaston unpop-

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ular, and failed of convincing men joined to their idol — slavery, that popular education was desirable. This article was published in the July number in the year 1858 :

"The idea of universal education is the grand cen- tral idea of the age. But in this country no system, however perfect, no enactments, however enlightened, and no authority, however constituted, can attain to the full accomplishment of their object, however praise- Worthy and laudable, without the hearty and efficient co-operation of public sentiment. These extracts aro taken from Randall's Common School System of New York, and are placed at the head of our speculations on the subject of education, as indicative of our feel- ings and purposes in adopting it as a standing theme for discussion and remark. It is even now apparent that the current century will be noted in the pages of history for the educational progress made by the hu- man family, for the expansion given to the idea that knowledge is power; and for the device and estab- lishment of a comjDrehensive system of popular in- struction. In committing to record its memorable events, it will be the future historian's task to trace the rise of national dominion and grandeur to the introduction of schools for the instruction of the masses, and to contrast the conditions of those states and kingdoms that adopted or rejected the policy. With almost prophetic pen we can predict the attain- ment of empire to the little kingdom of Prussia simply from a consideration of the vast moral and

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intellectual power that is now growing up through the medium of her common school system, which was perfected in 1819. As the past history of the world furnishes no parallel to such a case — a people universally educated in the best literature, science, art, and religion that time has ever produced — we know not how to estimate the force, or calculate the action of her power ; but this generation will not pass away before the national policy of Prussia will tell upon the destinies of Europe. We have the light of all past ages to show that a people trained or educated to be of one mind and feeling are irresistible to all surrounding nations not so taught or disciplined. Numbers in this comparison are of minor conse- quence. Mind has always governed matter, or mere brute force, and so it ever will govern. Regarding this as the order of nature, and looking to the condi- tion and prospects of our own country, our feelings: are profoundly stirred with mingled emotion. In: one portion of it we find that education is fully appreciated, and the means of dispensing it to all are judiciously applied. The North has always been dis- tinguished for its attention to this great social inter- est, but within the last thirty years it has made advances that seem to border on perfection. By means of public meetings, addresses, and lectures, teachers' associations and institutes, governors' mes- sages and superintendents' reports, the public mind has become thoroughly imbued with the spirit of education. The cities, towns, and populated country 26 •

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liave been meted out and districted for schools, with- in a convenient distance from every man's dwelling, and in some states the school-house door, like that of the church, is thrown open and made free to all of a schoolable age. These measures and appliances that constitute the most jDOwerful machinery for intellect- ual elaboration and development are almost unknown in the South. The work of education with them is the movement of a spirit, with us it is the operation of a simple sense of expediency. They have accu- mulated means of knowledge, we are dependent.

" There you may see the evolution of the steam en- gine in its thousand protean forms, of the steam threshers, and diggers, and reapers, of the Cyclopean gnomes that mould iron like wax, of the machines that sew, weld, stamp, dovetail, bevel, shear, turn, weigh, weave, spin, saw, veneer. We are compar- atively destitute of all these mechanical appliances and powers. They have type foundries, book- printing presses, authors, writers, publishers, and other instrumentalities for producing and dispensing knowledge of which we have scarcely any. They furnish our school-books, our center table and library books, and most of our current and periodical litera- ture. They provide, prepare, and administer the larger portion of our intellectual food, and God never made a man, much less a people, to receive sustenance without being subject to the sustainer. While we, therefore, take pride in the North, a& a portion of our country, for the eminence to which it

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has attained in the world of letters, and the glory to which it is advancing, we cannot but view with sen- sations of alarm the adverse bearing and threatening tendency of its social organism upon the state and well-being of the South.

"The difPerence of attention paid to the single mat- ter of education by the two sections of the Union, North and South, leads directly to the generation of a strife between them, the most bitter and destructive contests for power will inevitably grow out of un- equal association. The wiser and more crafty por- tion will strive to rule its less cultivated and capable associate. To those who have the discernment to perceive it, this is no longer a philosophical spec- ulation; it is stubborn and grating fact. The North already holds three of the four great reins of na- tional control — commerce, manufactures, and legisla- tion. It would soon have the fourth, religion, had not our southern politicians had sense enough (and just about sense enough) to discover what was going on, and by a sort of wild, vehement clamor, rouse the whole nation to a feeling of the wrong meditated against our political rights. It remained only for our pulpit and religious press to become thoroughly abolitionized for the North to have consummated its purpose — absolute ascendency. But the resistance of the South, through its politicians, has brought a healthier religious sentiment, and a reaction favor- able to it is taking place in our own country and throughout the world. But this advantage is of

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small moment, and will-soon pass away, if not hus- banded and vigorously improved by a direct resort to fundamental considerations. Our stumping pol- iticians as a class are very ordinary men, and as pub- lic teachers are exceedingly unreliable. Generally the braggart and buffoon is more than a match for the sober, earnest, sound reasoner before the people. The rank of competition- for office is deteriorating and becoming less gifted in almost every canvass. The gi-eat lights of former days have expired, and we have no successors to Hayne, Crawford, Calhoun, Randolph, Clay, Benton, and Jackson to lift up and bear onward the banner of the South. In legisla- tion and governmental policy we can no longer cope with the North. Unrestrained by constitutions and unchecked by master minds, they will use us at dis- cretion, and our wisdom will be to bear it. Revolt, secession, or revolution will be worse than madness ; for we can build no Chinese wall high and strong enough to bar the intercourse or intrusion of neigh- bors wiser than we are. We are doomed to degra- dation low, if we do not change materially the present aspect of things.

"And let us pause to consider what there is innate in man or people to produce such disparity of prog- ress and power. Why are they our masters? Why can they control our labor, dictate our opinions, agitate our passions, and lull us. into quiescence as they choose?

" Is it because they are naturally our superiors in

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whatever advances man over his fellow-msin ? Has our Yankee brother a clearer head, a sounder heart, and a bigger soul than a southern born? Does he grow up on a more fruitful soil, under a more gpnial sun, or in a wider field for the expansion of mind and the cultivation of genius? Can we believe that the people who generate and mature such moral mon- strosities as Millerism, Mormonism, Free-loveism, Spiritism, Beecherism, women's rights conventions, etc., etc., are the people that Heaven has ordained to be our rulers ? Eternal Justice forbid it. And yet we are the strong man shorn and bound — the Phil- istines are upon us. Why is it so? What is it? We demand, what is it that makes the diiference be- tween the North and South. It is simply education. Would that we had a hundred tongues and iron voice to proclaim it till every southern ear should hear it in notes of startling thunder. We are overmatched. We are subdued, and from this thralldom there is no escape by human means, but by the redeeming pro- cess of universal education. To have the work jjar- tially done — one class taught and another neglected — is only aggravating the evils of our condition.' It is quickening the body politic to feel the miseries of its situation, without imparting the ability to obtain re- lief. We must begin at the foundation if we would elevate the superstructure. We must make capable voters if we would have able representatives. We must be respectable at home if we would command respect abroad. And we must be powerful in intel- lect if we would prevail in counsel.

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" We have thus opened up a subject which we ex- pect to present in some form or other in every fol- lowing number of this periodical. Its intrinsic merits are sufficient to entitle it to all the considera- tion we are able to bestow upon it. But we adduce directly the plain, practical reason that ad- dresses every southern man's and every national patriot's heart — the equalization of the different parts of the Union for the integrity and well- being of the whole — that we may secure attention to the subject. We enter a field of discussion to which we see no Avell-defined limits. The race of man is nearly six thousand years old, and yet the question, What is education proper? has never been settled. Perhaps it cannot be arbitrarily determined, but as an appliance it must be modified and adapted to the various characters and conditions of men. But be that as it may be, it is with us an open question. What is education proper /or ms? By what scheme shall we enlist the teaching talent and subject to discipline the teachable mind of the South? To this investigation we hope to call forth many a com- petent assistant. We hope to see it occupy a prom- inent place in the newspapers of the state, and to be- come a common theme for discussion by candidates before the people. By so doing we hope to prepare the way for our next legislature to take hold of the subject of popular instruction and turn to good ac- count the vast resources at our command for support- ing a system of schools that may embrace all classes

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and conditions of society. We have the materials and means for rearing up the most cultivated, accom- plished, refined, polished, and powerful population on earth, for we have a strictly laboring class in the producing and sustaining avocations of life. We could have a most capable operative and managing class, and then a class exempt from manual labor, which by proper mental culture and application would become the glory and defence of the South, and command the respect and admiration of the world. Let there be light."

The wealthy class in the South were not possessed of a high degree of culture. They were much in- ferior to the educated class in the North. They re- ceived their education in northern colleges and seminaries, or of teachers of northern birtli and education who had gone south to pursue their voca- tion. Spending life in a ceaseless round of hilarious social enjoyments and pleasures, and often in dissi- pation and vicious associations, was not conducive of a high degree of mental culture. It was a lady of wealth and high social position who informed me that she very much feared that there would soon be a resurrection of the negroes. It was a company of aristocratic slave-holders who, upon organizing them- selves into the Silver Gray Home Guards, in Jan., 1861, adopted this as one of the articles of their con- stitution: "Section 2, Art. 3. We will not leave the state of Mississippi unless it be invaded." It was a physician of high standing who informed me that

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Gen. Albert Sidney Johnson had been killed in tlie battle of Shiloh. He averred that the femoral artery had been severed below the hnee and that this caused hemorrhage which resulted in death.

Servile insurrections were constantly feared, es- pecially by the female portion of the population. I lodged a few days at the house of Dr. Dunlap, near Holly Springs. Mrs. Dunlap informed me that she noticed a large gathering of their colored people at one of the cabins. Wishing to learn the cause, she slipped round to the back window unob- served, as the night was dark, to play the role of an eavesdropper. A well-dressed burly African, in an earnest tone, was haranguing them after this manner : " I tells you, ladies an' gentlemen, we's all gwine to be free before long. We's all going to enjoy liberty, mos' right away. We won't be slaves no longer an' be whipped an' cuffed by de white folks." " How duz you know all dat ? " said White Jim, an octo- roon. "Why didn't I hear massa Jeff Davis say so. I done drove him out in de carriage to dat stan' where he 'dressed de people to-day, an' I hed to wait to bring him back. From what he said de people of de Norf is comin' down to set us free an' dey'll jes mow dese southern people down as dey mows de grass. An' he said de northern people be- lieved in negro 'quality, dat de white folks up dar •wuz willing to marry our daughters an' let us marry theirn. Jes be ready, as the hime sez, your redemp- tion draweth nigh." The doctor, as soon as I in-

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formed him of what was going on, went out with a whip and drove off this orator whose incendiary speech had a tendency to incite servile insurrection. He ought to have tied him up and given him five hundred lashes."

In 1856 one slave murdered another. Judge Scroggs, of Holly Springs, inserted a card in the pa- pers asking for information, as he could not find any law to meet the case. Afterward he published a card, stating that as there was no law to punish one slave for the murder of another, he had ordered that the culprit receive three hundred lashes, and had sent him home to his master. A physician in Lex- ington, Ky., forcibly violated the person of a female patient — an octoroon. A moot court was held by the young lawyers of the city, who tried the physician, and the jury impaneled for the occasion condemned him to pay for the oysters. This woman was mar- ried, and suffered severe mental anguish because of the crime committed against her virtue, but she could obtain no redress. A planter living in Fayette county, Ky., murdered his wife because she truth- fully accused him of infidelity to his marriage vows. The murder was witnessed by forty of his slaves, two of whom were severely wounded trying to save the life of their mistress. The murderer was arrested, tried, and acquitted for lack of testimony, slaves being in- competent by southern law to give testimony in a court of justice. But retributive justice overtook this man a few months after his acquittal. He died at the hands of his brother-in-law.

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In the Mississippi bottoms and in mountainous districts, in the everglades of Florida and places not easily accessible, large numbers of maroons make their homes. Here they live in comparative security and raise families. The maroons prefer death to slavery. They have bludgeons with sharp knife blades deftly inserted in the heavy end of them, and woe to the hound that comes within their reach. Those who live upon the mountains are properly called cimaroons. They are very adroit in evading capture, and should they be captured they will in- duce other slaves to escape with them and become cliff-dwellers and troglodytes amid the fastnesses of the mountains, or they will make their home on some hummock near a lagoon, whose shores are embowered by the evergreen cypress, the long-leafed pine, the trailing vine, and the pendent moss. By the aid of the friendly lagoon or bayou they can evade the sleuth-hound, and the fish which abound are readily taken in their skillfully woven nets. By the aid of traps they feast upon wild turkeys, opossums, wild pigeons, and every variety of game. "Without the aid of guns the wild deer becomes a victim of their skillfully constructed snares. From a noxious plant indigenous to southern swamps, they manufacture a subtle poison in which they saturate meat and place it near the kennels of hounds. The poison is nearly inodorous and insipid. It is sure death to all ani-; mals born blind. The maroons call it " stagger pizen," because the poisoned animal staggers as if in-

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toxicated till almost the last moment of its existence. When pursued by hounds, pieces of meat saturated with this poisonous decoction are thrown on his track by the fugitive as he flies ; the hounds devour it with avidity. It is a very active poison. Its fatal effects are speedily developed, and as there is no known anti- dote the hounds soon die in convulsive agony. Thus many a poor hunted fugitive has been saved from a cruel death, or the infliction of a terrible flagellation with the loss of dear but precarious liberty, at appar- ently the last moment, even when the hounds were within a mile of their victim. Thus proving the truth of the adage, " Man's extremity is God's oppor- tunity."

St. Louis, Mo.

THE SOUTHERN BARBECUE.

Twenty-four hours before the feast is to be served the preparations are under way. Seventy-two South- down sheep have been slaughtered and suspended in undivided carcasses. Twenty-five shoats bear the mutton company. "While the butchers are doing their work, a gang of darkeys, whose shovels fly as if it was a labor of love, have excavated three trenches, sixty feet long, three and a half feet wide, and four feet deep. They are side by side, clean cut through sod and clay, and if a surveyor had gone over them he could not have found fault with the symmetry. Then the wood is hauled. It is only the best seasoned hickory which goes into the pits, and cord after cord

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is piled in, until there is an amount •which would stock a wood yard in a northern city. Stick after stick is laid on until the wood rises above the surface. Coal oil is brought and poured on the wood. Then fire is applied in a dozen places and the contents of the trenches blaze from end to end. From midnight till daylight the smoke and flames and the trenches are not approachable. It is Gehenna in miniature. At five o'clock the contents have settled down to a bed of coals a foot thick, from which arises a fervent heat. In the waiting hours the spits, long, smooth- shaven poles of hickory, have been made ready, and in pairs have been run through the carcasses length- wise. , They form stretchers, and as they rest on sup- porters the sheep or shoat is stretched out flat. Grasping these hickory poles the darkies, one at each end, carry the carcasses and lay them over the trenches, the spits holding them in position. Over the intense heat, the surface flesh begins to sputter and fly, and then ensues a lively scene. To prevent scorching the carcasses have to be turned over every ten minutes, and the attendants fairly rushed along the sides of the trenches grasping and flopping over the roasting pork and mutton. At one end of the pits is a great cauldron, where the seasoning, salt and pepper and other condiments, is mixed in water and boiled. This compound is dipped out in buckets, and men go from carcass to carcass with great swabbing cloths tied on sticks. In this way they apply the seasoning. As the embers drop lower the heat becomes less intense,

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aud the barbecuing goes on more soberly. Occasionally a little water is thrown on the coals, and steam relieves the cooking of too much dryness, but the basting goes on unceasingly. In ordinary times Uncle Jake Hos- tetter may be an humble citizen in Lexington. Now, as master of the barbecuing, he rules supreme in the cooking lot, for the trenches are enclosed by a tight board fence, and it requires some persuasion to get past the guards. There are only a few favored per- sons within. The thousands who sniiF the odors, and look longingly toward the incense arising from the fires, are wandering through the park wondering when dinner will be ready. The master of the barbecue moves among the trenches and his word is law. He served his apprenticeship away back when presidents came to these Kentucky festivities. Barbecues have not been so frequent of late years. But Uncle Jake feels safe in his experience, and he shows no uneasi- ness over the fact that 5,000 people are holding him responsible for their dinners, and some of them have gone breakfastless to stimulate appetite. Now and then two of the cooking corps bring up from the trenches to the table under the big tree a carcass to inspect. He cuts into it, slices off bits of the flesh, tastes, and looks knowing. Even the president of the day, Hon, "W. C. P. Breckenridge, recognizes the authority. The speaking has commenced from a stand in the park, and somebody wants to know when the orators are going to stop for dinner. " Just when Uncle Jake Hostetter says the mutton is done to a

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turn," replies Mr. Breckenrldge, and another states- man is let loose to say a great many pretty compli- ments about Kentucky, and a very few words about national politics.

The Blue Grass country has contributed to this occasion three great caldrons. Whatever useful pur- pose they may have subserved about hog killing time, they are now doing duty in the manufacture of 900 gallons of burgoo. Burgoo has a basis, as the -chemist says. The basis ou this occasion consists of 150 chickens and 225 pounds of beef in joints, and other forms best suited for soup. To this has been added a bushel or two of tomatoes. The heap of shaven roasting ears tells of another accessory before the fact. Cabbage and potatoes and probably other things in small quantities, but too numerous to men- tion, have gone into the pots. The fires were lighted under the vats before the roasting commenced on the trenches, and the burgoo has been steadily boiling ever since. This boiling necessitates steady stirring, and next to Uncle Jake's ministerial powers the old, expert who presides over each kettle comes in for due respect and glorification. " You might not think it," says the old grey-headed Kentuckian whose eye is on the largest of the pots where 500 gallons of bur- goo are bubbling, "but a piece of mutton suet as large as my hand thrown into the pot would spoil the whole mess. That shows you that there are somethings you can't put in burgoo. Sometimes out 'in the woods we put in squirrels and turkeys, but we

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didn't have any this time. I think they've got a leetle too much pepper iu that pot down there, so if you don't find what you get is just right come to me and I'll fix you up with some of this." As the meat boils from the bones the latter are raised from the bottom of the kettle by the paddle and thrown out. Gradually vegetables lose all distinctive form and appearance, and the compound is reduced to a homo- geneous liquid, about the consistency of molasses. "Burgoo ought to boil about 14 hours," says the old expert, "we've only had about 8 for this, but I think they'll be able to eat it."

Gradually the heap of barbecued meat accumulates before Uncle Jake. He goes over and looks at the burgoo, and consults with the old expert. Then he glances over the fence at the long tables, and finds that two wagon loads of bread have been hewn into rations and strewn along the pine boards. The tin cups, 3,000 of them, are hurriedly scattered with the bread. From all parts of the grounds there is a sudden but decorous movement toward the tables, and the orator on tap runs off a peroration and stops. Uncle Jake's corps of assistants bring out the carcasses still on the stretchers, and every rod of table length finds a smoking sheep and a shoat. Gus Jaubert and a dozen butchers, with their long, sharp knives, shave and cut and deal out with all the speed that long practice has given them. The burgoo, steaming hot in new wooden buckets, is brought in, and as the attendants pass along the lines the hungry people dip

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out cupfuls and sip it as it cools. There are no knives nor forks. Nobody asks for or expects them. Neither are there spoons for the burgoo. The great slices of bread serve as plates for the meat. There are 5,000 people eating together, and all busy at once. Not a basket has been brought. All types and classes of Blue Grass people are facing those tables, and handling their bread and meat and burgoo with mani- festations of appetite which tell of the relish of the fare. Finally, nothing but skeletons remain of the sheep and shoats, and the tables are swept. Uncle Jake moves among the throng, and men like Senator Beck and Gov. Blackburn and Gen. Wm. Preston shake his hand, and tell him he has eclipsed his former efforts. It is the proud happy hour of Uncle Jacob's life. He is the hero of the hour. Don Piatt and several other reporters were present taking notes of this wonderful institution, the southern bar- becue, and graphic reports find their way to the northern papers. The southerner, notably the Ken- tucltian, regards the man's life a failure who has not attended a barbecue.

Winchester, Clark Co., Ky.

I preached the following sermon just before my successful attempt to escape from prison. I supposed that it would probably be the last sermon I should ever preach on earth, as the chances for escape seemed very slender :

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THE GENERAL JUDGMENT.

The text was 2 Cor. v. 10 : "We must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ, that every oue may receive the things done in his body, according to that he hath done, whether it be good or bad."

The doctrine of a general judgment was revealed to mankind at a very early period of the world's history. Enoch, the seventh from Adam, prophe- sied, saying, "Behold the Lord cometh with ten thousand of his saints, to execute judgment upon all, and to convince all that are ungodly among them of all the ungodly deeds which they have ungodly committed, and of all their hard speeches which ungodly sinners have spoken against him." Job declares: "I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth." Daniel also speaks of a general judgment : " I beheld till the thrones were cast down, and the Ancient of days did sit, whose garment was white as snow, and the hair of his head like the pure wool ; his throne was like the fiery flame, and his wheels as burning fire. A fiery stream issued and came forth from before him • thousand thousands ministered unto him, and ten thousand times ten thousand stood before him : the judgment was set, and the books w.ere opened." The New Testament is also explicit in its declara- tions that God hath appointed a day in which he "will judge the world in righteousness by that man whom he hath ordained. The text declares that we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ. 26

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The scenes which will usher in the judgment of the great day will be of the most magnificent character. *' The heavens shall pass away with a great noise, and the elements shall melt with fervent heat ; the earth also, and the works that are therein, shall be burned up." This does not indicate annihilation. God will never annihilate any of his creatures, ani- mate or inanimate.

The inquiry is often made, what becomes of the soul after death, and where does it await the general judgment? A sect called the Soul-sleepers take the position that the soul, after death, goes into a torpid state, like bears in winter, and thus remains till the sounding of the Archangel's trump. . There is no scripture to sustain this view, and it is only assumed, to avoid the objection that God would not judge a soul, and send it to reward or punishment, and then bring it back, to be again judged. That the soul, at death, passes immediately into glory or torment, is proved by many scriptures. Paul "desired to de- part, and be with Christ, which was far better," than remaining on earth. He declares that to be present with the body, is to be absent from the Lord. The dying Stephen calls upon the Lord Jesus to receive his spirit. These holy men would not thus have spoken, if they supposed that ages must elapse ere they entered heaven. God is not the God of the dead or torpid, but of the living. Moses and Elias ap- peared on the mount of transfiguration in a state far from torpidity. The dying thief received the prom-

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ise, " This day shalt thou be with me in paradise." No mention is made of purgatory or torpidity. The objector urges that paradise is not heaven. We are told that the river of life flows from the throne of God, that the tree of life grows on both sides of the river, and that the tree of life grows in the midst of the paradise of God. The paradise of God is where he is seated on his throne, which is heaven. Para- dise is where Christ is. The thief would be with Christ in paradise. He who regards the Lord Jesus as the Chief among ten thousand, the One altogether lovely, will deem his presence heaven indeed. As to the wicked, it is said of the rich man, that in hell he lifted up his eyes, being in torment. If, after being judged, the souls of believers do pass immedi- ately into glory, and the wicked into torment, what use is there of another or general judgment. I reply, we are responsible not only for our acts, but for the influence which those acts exert through all time. Gibbon, Hume, Eousseau, Paine, and other infidel writers wrote works which, during the life of the authors, did great evil. If those wicked men passed away from earth impenitent, they are now sufi^ering the vengeance of eternal fire. But the influence for evil of those wicked works did not cease with the death of their authors. Thousands of young men every year are led into pernicious and hurtful errors by their perusal. At the general judgment the ac- cumulated guilt for the baleful influence exerted through their writings in all time will sink them

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deeper in the flames of perdition. The sainted Alex- ander and other pious men who are now in heaven wrote many worlcs whose influence for good was great while their authors lived, and since their death they are, and will continue to be, instrumental in the hand of God in turning many to righteousness. All the good accomplished by their writings through all time, will, at the judgment, add to their exceeding and eternal weight o^ glory.

In this life, we often see the righteous man con- tending with life's unnumbered woes ; all the dealings of Providence seem to be adverse. While the wicked are in great power they flourish in life like the green bay-tree, and have no bands in their death. These things are strange and mysterious. We understand them not now, but we shall learn in that great day when all mysteries are made plain that God's dealings were just, both with the righteous and the wicked.

The text declares that we must all appear before the judgment seat of Christ. This we includes all who are now within the sound of my voice, and not only us, but all who live upon the face of the earth; and the Archangel's trump will wake the pale nations of the dead and summon them to judgment. The dark domain of hell will be vacated, and the angels that kept not their first estate and are now reserved in chains of darkness will appear in the presence of the Judge. Heaven's holy inhabitants will be present. Thus heaven, earth, and hell will be represented in that august assemblage. This scene will bear some

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resemblance to that which takes place in our earthly courts. The Lord Jesus Christ will be the Judge, and the angels and saints will be the jurors, who will consent to and approve of the acts of the Judge. Tlie angels will be the officers who will summon from the prison-house of hell the devils to the trial, and also those wicked men who will call upon the rocks and mountains to fall upon them to hide them from the face of the Lamb. Nor, as is so often the case with earthly officers, will any be able to elude the vigilance of these. They will be clothed with ample power to compel the attendance of all ; none will escape. We must all appear before tlie judgment seat. As in earthly courts, law is the basis of judg- ment, so we shall be judged according to law in that day. The heathen will be judged by the law of na- ture— the law written in their hearts and on their consciences. The light of nature teaches the being, wisdom, power, and goodness of God. For a viola- tion of this law they will be beaten with few stripes. The Jews will be judged by both the law of nature, which they have in common with the heathen, and the Mosaic law. But we who live in the nineteenth <;entury, in the full blaze of gospel light, will be judged not only by the light of nature and the Mo- saic law, which we possess in common with the heathen and the Jew, but also by the glorious gospel of the Sou of God, which brought life and immor- tality to light; and if condemned, how fearful our ■doom, who are so highly favored ! In earthly courts,

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we are judged for our overt acts alone, but in the court of heaven the commandment is exceeding broad ; it reaches every thought. Our words, too, are taken into account. We must give an account for every idle word. By our words we shall be justified, and by our words we shall be condemned. Our thoughts, our words, our deeds will all be taken into account.

As in our courts there are witnesses, so also there will be at the bar of God. Our pious relatives and friends will bear this testimony, that they have prayed with us and for us; that they had a deep concern for our souls, and that we who are found on the left hand of the Judge, refused all their counsel, and despised their admonitions. Ministers of the gospel will testify that they came as ambassadors from the King of kings, and beseeching you, in Christ's stead, to be reconciled to God, pointing to the coming wrath, and warning you from that wrath to flee ; and yet their labor of love ye despised, and scorned the message from on high. The Bible will be a witness against you. Its teachings are able to make wise unto salva- tion. It is the chart which is given to guide us through this wilderness-world, to fairer worlds on high. It tells of the Lamb of God, who taketh away the sin of the world. It is truth without any mixture of error, and yet you have despised this necessary revelation, and chosen to perish, with the Word of Life open before you. God, the Father, will be a swift witness against you. In the greatness of His love for you, in the counsels of eternity. He

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devised the plan of salvation, and sent His only be- gotten Son to suffer and die, that you might live, and yet you have despised that love, and rejected that Saviour. God, the Son, will bear this testimony, that He came from the shining abodes of glory, where seraphim and cherubim fell prostrate at His feet, in humble adoration, and emptying Himself of His glory, bore all the ills of life — the persecutions of wicked men, and the accursed death of the cross, that salvation might be yours, and yet ye refused it, and trod the blood of the Son of God under foot, and put Him to an open shame. The Holy Spirit, the Third Person of the adorable Trinity, will bear wit- ness that He often knocked at the door of your hearts for admittance ; that He wooed you to embrace His love, offering to abide with you forever, and yet you rejected the offer, and did despite to the Spirit of Grace, till, in sorrow. He took His everlasting flight. The devil is now going about as a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour. And sometimes trans- forming himself into an angel of light, he is tempt- ing you to sin, by presenting before your minds the superior charms of the riches and pleasures of earth, to thinss that are unseen and eternal. He has no power to compel you to sin. His evil suggestions are whispered in your oft too willing ears, and then it remains with you to accept or reject. He has no power of compulsion. Your sin must be an act of your own will, or it is not sin. "When you consent to the wiles of this arch enemy, and sin against God,

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remember that with eager desire and base ingratitude he will fiercely accuse in the great day of God Almighty, and urge these very sins of his suggestion as a reason that he should have you to torment you forever in the bottomless pit.

That internal monitor, that light which enlightens ,€very man that cometh into the world — ^the moral sense, or conscience — will be a swift witness against you. By it you have been enlightened and warned ; and in the case of many who have denied a future state of punishment, the goadings of remorse have convinced them that there is a hell, the kindlings of whose fires they have felt in their own bosoms. Conscience will compel you to confess that your doom is just, though forever debarred from the joys and happiness of heaven. O ! my fellow-prisoners and travelers to the bar of God, listen to her warning voice to-day, before it be too late, and you are com- pelled mournfully to exclaim, "The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and I am not saved ! " The conscience of the sinner will be compelled to admit the truth of the testiniony. In earthly courts, often- times witnesses are suborned, and their testimony false. Not so at the grand assize. Not a scrap of false testimony will be admitted. The evidence will be in truth, and the judgment in righteousness.

After all these scenes have occurred, the Judge will render a verdict, and pronounce the sentence, which will be irreversible and eternal. With regard to the righteous, though they have been guilty of many sins.

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both of omission and commission, and have no merits of their own to plead, and consider themselves justly obnoxious to eternal banishment, their Advocate, the Lord Jesus Christ, in whom, while in the flesh, they exercised a true and living faith, will now present them, clad in the white robes of His perfect righteous- ness, faultless before His Father, and they will now hear the welcome plaudit, " Come, ye blessed, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world." But those on the left hand, who all their life rejected the mercy offered — the great salva- tion proffered without money and without price — will now hear the dread sentence, "Depart, ye cursed, into everlasting fire, prepared for the devil and his angels!",

, O my dear, impenitent fellow-prisoners ! how can ye take up your abode, your eternal abode, in ever- lasting burnings? How can ye dwell with devour- ing fire? How can ye endure everlasting destruction from the presence of the Lord and the glory of His power, shut up forever in the fearful pit out of which there is no egress except for the vision of the damned, and the smoke of its torment? Be wise to-day, 'tis madness to defer. Procrastination is the thief of time. Delay is fraught with awful danger. Trust not in promises of future amendment. The way to hell is paved with good resolutions, which are never kept. The future convenient season never arrives. Like Felix, we may tremble when the minister reasons 9f a judgment to come; and like Agrippa, we may

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be almost persuaded .to be Christians, and yet come short of the glory of God through procrastination. Procrastination has populated hell. All the doomed and damned from Christian lands are victims of this pernicious and destructive wile of the devil. It is foolish to procrastinate. Though the Bible teems with rich and glorious promises of a hundred-fold blessings in this life, and eternal glory in the world to come, to those who break off their sins by right- eousness, and their transgressions by turning unto the Lord, yet all these promises are limited to the present tense. There is not a single blessing prom- ised the future penitent. He procrastinates at the risk of losing all. Behold, now is the accepted time, and now is the day of salvation. To-day if ye will hear his voice, harden not your hearts. " Ho, every one that thirsteth, come ye to the waters ; and he that hath no money, come ye, buy and eat; yea, come, buy wine and milk without money and without price." "Seek je first the kingdom of God and his righteous- ness." "And the Spirit and the Bride say, come/ let him that heareth say, come; and let him that is athirst, come; and whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely."

Choose ye this day whom ye will serve. There is- no warrant for deferring till to-morrow the moment- ous and eternal interests of the immortal soul. The shortness and uncertainty of life furnish a strong reason that we should not procrastinate. lu the Bible, life is compared to everything that is swift.

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transient, and fleeting in its nature. It is compared to the swoop of the eagle hastening to the prey ; to the swift post, to the bubble on the river. Life is compared in its duration to a year, a day, and to nothing, yea, less than nothing, and vanity. All these comparisons indicate that it is very brief and evanescent. We have no lease of life; we hold it by a very slight tenure ; and this is especially true of us in our present condition. Confined in prison, some of us led to death every day without a moment's warning, every evening I address some who, before the next evening, are in eternity. Myself in chains, my life declared forfeited, ought we not all to be deeply impressed with the necessity of immediate preparation to meet our God? I feel that I am preaching as a dying man to dying men, and I be- seech you in Christ's stead, be ye reconciled to God. Believe in the Lord Jesus Christ, aud ye shall be saved. Trust in Him for salvation, for He is faith- ful who has promised. God has never said to any seek ye my face in vain. By the love and mercy of God, by the terrors of the judgment, by the sympathy and compassion of Jesus, I entreat you, my fellow- prisoners, to seek an interest, a present interest, in the great salvation !

I close for the present. We shall never all engage in divine service together again on earth. We sepa- rate— some to go to a distant prison, and some to death. May God grant that when we are done with earthly scenes, we may all meet in the realms of bliss.

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where there is in God's presence fulness of joy, and at his right hand pleasures forevermore ! And may the love of God, the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, and the communion of the Holy Spirit, rest and abide with us, and all the Israel of God, now, hence- forth, and forever, Amen !

The following hymn was then sung :

In the sun, and moon, and stars.

Signs and wonders there shall be; Earth shall quake with inward wars,

Nations with perplexity.

Soon shall ocean's hoary deep,

Tossed with stronger tempests, rise;

Wilder storms the mountains sweep, Louder thunders rock the skies.

Dread alarms shall shake the proud,

Pale amazement, restless fear; And, amid the thunder-cloud,

Shall the Judge of men appear.

But though from his awful face,

Heaven shall fade, and earth shall fly.

Fear not ye, his chosen race. Your redemption draweth nigh.

I preached longer than I had intended, having become so fully engrossed with the subject as to for- get my chains and my frustrated plans. My fellow- prisoners were listening apparently with interest; great solemnity prevailed, and penitential tears were flowing. It was evident that the Spirit of the living God was in our midst; and though danger and death were before our eyes, the consolations of

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the glorious gospel of the blessed God caused our peace to flow like a river. The precious seed was sown in tears. May we not entertain a good hope that he who cast the seed into this soil, prepared by affliction, shall come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.

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Day of wrath! that.awful day Shall the world in ashes lay, Sacred seers and heathen say.

What a trembling there will he When the Judge on earth they see Making strictest scrutiny.

Trumpet sending awful sound, Through the tombs beneath the ground Summons all the throne around.

Death and nature stand in dread When arise the millions dead At the Judge's bar to plead.

In the record shall be sought Every deed, and word, and thought, And a world to judgment brought.

When the Judge sits shaU be seen All the hidden deeds of men — Naught shall go unpunished then.

What sh&U wretched I then say, Whom secure to help my plea. When the just scarce saved be?

King of Majesty severe.

Who Thine own dost freely clear,

Save me. Fount of Pity, spare !

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Think, Lord ! 'twas for me astray Thou didst tread life's weary way. Let me not be lost that day.

Sitting tired Thou still hast sought, On the cross my pardon bought; Shall such labor be for naught?

Judge of vengeance, just the fount,

0 remit the great amount Ere the day of strict account.

1 accept the sinner's place, Guilty shame o'erspreads my face; Give, Lord, to the suppliant, grace.

Thou "Who Mary hast forgiven. To the robber openedst heaven, Even hope to me hast given.

Though I pray unworthily. Set, I pray Thee graciously, Me from fire eternal free.

With the sheep a place I pray, Keep me from the goats away, At Thine own right hand to stay.

"When the cursed, their shame confessing, Eager flames are sore distressing. Come to me then with a blessing.

Pray I suppliant aud prone, Heart abashed as ashes grown. Leave me not at last alone.

On that day of ead surprise. When from ashes shall arise Guilty man to judgment come, Keep me from the dreadful doom.

Thomas Celano.

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AMERICAN SLAVERY AS IT NOW STANDS REVEALED TO THE WORLD.

(From Good Words, edited by Norman McLeod, D.D., and published in Edinburgh and Glasgow, Scotland.]

Whatever may be yet the issue of the American conflict, it will have done two great things, — it will have cast a flood of light upon the condition of the American slaves, — it will have given freedom to great masses of them, if not to all.

Until the secession war broke out, the means of accurately ascertaining the positive conditions of the slave in the United States were scanty, and to a great extent doubtful. On the one hand, we had the rep- resentations of masters and of their friends. These were always likely to be warped by self-interest; even when most sincerely meant, to exhibit but a portion of the truth. In all countries the best em- ployers are the most accessible, the most willing to come forward in testimony of the condition of the employed ; yet none are generally more ignorant of the worst practices used in their trade. How much more must this be the case in the slave system, where every possible malpractice in the employment of labor must be intensified a hundredfold, by the practically absolute powers of the master, and by the <Jarkness with which he has the right to surround his proceedings. Here evidently those who come into the light of publicity will be those only who

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have no cause, or think they have no cause, to fear it ; and who, living in comparative light themselves,, have no idea of what may be passing in the dens of darkness around them. The tendency of slave-own- ing is, moreover, emphatically one of insulation. The best of slave-owners as well as the worst would fain have never a neighbor, since all intercourse with other plantations tends to undermine either the slave- owner's moral or his physical authority.

Now slavery has come to be seen at once in all its breadth and in all its detail. Where formerly it could only be outlined or lightly sketched from a few points of view, it may now be photographed in its minutest features, and from every point. The mass of testimony is overwhelming, and may be checked and counterchecked from white to black and from black to white to any extent. But an ugly picture it qifers, look at it how and whence you will. For the result of all this mass of new evidence is simply this, — that the worst that has been hitherto said by isolated voices against American slavery, has been abundantly confirmed ; that the distant picture of it has turned out faint and pale beside the reality; that contact with the "patriarchal institution," so far from converting one sincere abolitionist from the errors of his ways, or confounding onedishonest one, has turned into ardent abolitionists, hundreds and thousands of men who, when they first went down South, were avowedly strong pro-slavery men.

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long since been known. They are all mainly summed up in this : He is not a person, but a thing ; at least as towards his master, he or she has no signal honor, no family ties. There is no punishment un- der any of the southern slave-codes for the worst out- rage by a master on a slave woman's virtue, on a slave man's marriage-tie ; no legal limit to the uses to which he may put either. The slave has no rights of property; is legally forbidden to develop his intellect by education.

Instead of saying. Because slaves are property they will be well treated, the true reasoning is, Because slaves are property, therefore they will be ill-treated, therefore they will surely call forth against them in many an instance every latent capacity of absolute devilhood which lies in the master's bosom.

Are you sorry that this should be so ? God forbid. As is the tree, so is its fruit. Thank God that mea do not gather grapes of thorns, or figs of thistles t else would they allow the whole world to be over- spread of them. Let the thorn tear, let the thistle prick, that man may know that they are there simply to be fought with and rooted out.

Now the worst side of slavery is no doubt the moral side of it. Though it had no evil physical side to it, it would yet be abominable. Though ev- ery slave had plenty to eat, plenty to drink, good shelter, good clothing, moderate work, skillful care in sickness, it is yet hideous that a man should not be a man, a husband not a husband, a father not a 27

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father. But the war has shown that the physical maltreatment of slaves was anything but a rare exception.

An officer, writing from Louisiana to the Boston Transcript, stated that not one recruit "in fifteen is free from marks of severe lashing," and that " more than one-half * * are rejected " (the rejections being themselves more than half of the number that ofier) " because of disability, arising from lashing of whips, and biting of dogs on their calves and thighs;" whilst Mr. "Wesley Richards, a surgeon, writing May 25, 1863, to the Cincinnati Free Nation, : after examining about 700 recruits, says that "at least one-half bore evidence of having been severely whipped and maltreated in various ways;" some "stabbed with a knife, others shot through the limbs, some wounded with clubs until their bones were broken," and others had their hamstrings cut to pre- vent their running oif. And General Saxton, in command of the Department of the South (compris- ing South Carolina, Georgia, Florida), on being exam- ined before the " Freedmen's Inquiry Commission," stated that there was scarcely one of the negroes whose back was not " covered with scars." East and West, it will be seen, the testimony is the same.

The Rev. William Taylor, in a pamphlet on the "Cause and probable results of the Civil War in America," relates the following, which has the ad- vantage of showing the patriarchal institution under its " pious " aspect :

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"A dear friend of mine, in my native county, in the Shenandoah Valley, Virginia, was passing the house of a neighbor, and saw in the barn-yard, sus- pended from a beam * * * ^ colored woman hung up by her hands. She was nearly naked, had been whipped until she was unable to moan aloud, and had an ear of Indian corn stuck in her mouth as a gag. In that condition she was left hanging till her master should take his breakfast, and have fam- ily prayers. My friend went in to see him, and remonstrated in vain to have her taken down, till after the family devotions were over. * * * This pious (?) family I knew well, and their three children, William, Arthur, and Adeline, were taught authority between the ages of five and ten years by being set to whip the said poor woman at will, and she was beaten and scarred up so as to present a most unnatural and hideous appearance."

But these are only the milder mercies of the east- ern seaboard. We must go to the dreaded Southwest to find the lashings carried to the pitch of disabling the sufferer — the stabbings, shootings, poundings of limbs with clubs, cuttings of hamstrings, of which the surgeons speak. Yet the surgeons had nothing to say but to men, and those living ones. In God's avenging hosts, which we see not, there may be other and more helpless recruits. The E,ev. Mr. Aughey, who was a minister in Mississippi at the outbreak of secession, in a work callfd the " Iron Furnace," tells of some of these. "Mr. Pipkin, who resided near

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Holly Springs (Mississippi), had a negro woman whipped to death while I was at his house during a Session of Presbytery. Mr. Cole, of Waterford, Mississippi, had a woman whipped to death by his overseer. But such cruel scourgings are of daily occurrence. * * * Mrs. Frederick recently whipped a boy to death within a half a mile of my residence. Old Mr. Cole, of Waterford, Mississippi," (apparently the same patriarch as before referred to) "punished his negroes by slitting the soles of their feet with his bowie-knife. One man he put into a cotton- press, and turned the screw until -life was extinct. He stated that he only intended to alarm the man, but carried the joke too far." Of course the laws which exist in every state against the murder or torturing of slaves are about as well observed as might be laws enacted by wolves against sheep-murder, and pro- viding that between wolf and sheep no sheep could be witness. Sonietimes, indeed, in this black South- west, some peculiarly atrocious excess of patriarchal- ism raises the horror even of the white crowd, and the offender is lynched or his or her home burnt down. But in no single one of the instances above quoted do we find that any punishment was inflicted. When Mrs. Frederick, of Mississippi, whipped her slave boy to death, the coroner's jury returned a ver- dict of death by cruelty ; but Mr. Aughey expressly states that "nothing more was done."

In the real South the lash is«vidently a regular daily element of the institution. " I am residing," writes Mr.

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Aughey, " on the banks of the Yockanookany. * * In this vicinity there are large plantations, cultivated by hundreds of negroes. * * * Every night the negroes are brought to a judgment-seat. The over- seer presides. If they have not labored to suit him, or if their task is unfulfilled, they are chained to a post and severely whipped." Of these overseers the writer has just said: "I never knew a pious over- seer— never. * * * Overseers, as a class, are worse than slave-owners themselves. They are cruel, brutal, licentious, dissipated, and profane. They always carry a loaded whip, a revolver, and a bowie- knife." Such are the dispensers of the Southern slave-owners' justice. Of course the terror they ex- cite is extreme ; and the writer says he has known an instance of a woman, through fright, giving birth to a child at the whipping-post. It need hardly be said that it is at the option of the overseer to strip the slaves to any extent. "In Louisiana, women, pre- paratory to whipping, are often stripped to a state of perfect nudity." Black women only, some aristocrat of color may think. " There is a girl," said one Col- onel Hanna, a member of Mr. Aughey's church, to the latter, "who does not look very white in the face, owing to exposure ; but when I strip her to whip her, I find thai she has a skin as fair as my wife." It is thus evidently the habit of these Mississippi patri- archs to strip and whip women as white of skin as their own wives. And the slaves are so fond of the system that " every niglit," Mr. Aughey tells us, " the

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Mississippi woods resound with the deep-mouthed baying of the blood-hounds."

Remember always, that, between Virginia, and even South Carolina, on the one hand, and the South- west on the other, every intermediate stage must be supposed to exist. E. g., Mr. Taylor — a Virginian, let us recollect, of the Shenandoah Valley, whose wife was brought up in Alabama — mentions an in- stance in the latter state where a master, riding home Avith a runaway, flogged the latter with a heavy whip " till he sunk in his tracks, and died within a few hours ; " whereupon all the neighborhood sympa- thized deeply with the patriarch who had lost so val- uable a man, and deemed the accident "a warning to niggers to stay at home and mind their own business." " One beautiful Sabbath morning," says Mr. Aughey, " I stood on the levee at Baton Rouge, Louisiana, and counted twenty-seven sugar-houses in full blast. I found that the negroes were compelled to labor eigh- teen hours per day, and were not permitted to rest on the Sabbatli during the rolling season. The negroes on most plantations have a truck patch, which they cultivate on the Sabbath. I have pointed out the sin of thus laboring on the Sabbath, but they plead necessity ; their children, they state, must suffer from hunger if they did not cultivate their truck patch, and their masters would not give them time on any other day." But even where the work is not in itself so severe, it is made oppressive by its con- tinuousness. Thus, in the sea islands, where the

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hours of work were from daylight to five P.M., there was no cessation of labor allowed for meals, and the slave must eat whatever food he could get without leaving off his hoeing or cotton picking. And those who are most overworked are of course the weakest — those least able to bear it — women and children.

In passing from the physical to the moral aspects of slavery, we are met by the great difficulty that a large portion of its daily working consists really of things such as should not be named among Christian men. It is difficult for us to realize the fact that men and women professing to be Christians should allow other men and women around them, whom they claim as their own property, to gratify their passions like brute beasts, the name of marriage representing a mere temporary relation. In the sea islands. Cap- tain Hooper bears testimony to the fact that " many of the negro men have two or three wives, and children by each." The masters, it is distinctly stated, do not care whether the slave women are married or not, so long as they have children, nor have they, as a matter of fact, any scruple in breaking up such unions. The wife and children of Solomon Bradley, an "Uncle Tom" among the Port Royal negroes, were sold away some years ago, and he never expects to meet with them again. Between white and colored it is a prin- ciple of law throughout the slave states that there can be no legal union. But the number of mixed bloods shows that the white man's horror of "amalgama- tion" only starts into vitality within the church

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door. On Port Rjyal island already the "yellow niggers " form a considerable part of the population. " In almost all the schools," says Mr. Nordhoff, "you find children with blue eyes and light hair — oftenest yellow." Yet the description lists found at Hilton ■Head of the slaves shipped thence showed that the greater number of these were mixed bloods. Now as such shipments are almost universally for the dreaded South, it follows that the "patriarchs" and their overseers send their own offspring to a harsher slavery than that around themselves. And, owing partly to these shipments of the mixed breeds, partly to the more unbridled licentiousness of the whites themselves, it appears beyond a doubt that in the South and Southwest the proportion of "white" and "yellow niggers" is far higher than in the eastern states. Mr. Aughey spealts of preaching " to a large congregation of slaves, the third of whom were as white as himself," some with red hair and blue eyes. We remember that slave in Mississippi whose skin, when she was stripped for whipping, was as white as that of her master's wife. Mr. De Camp, the surgeon above referred to, speaks of having seen standing be- fore him three negro recruits, in whom the " the most critical examination could not detect the slightest trace of negro blood." General MacDow says that in the district of Louisiana which he is writing from, there are very few slaves of unmixed negro blood. It is notorious that many planters have families of white and families of colored children, and perhaps give the

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latter to wait on the former. Remember always that the chastity of the slave has no legal protection. I cannot here enter into details ; suffice it to say that the sla^J:e system has ere this enforced incest at the will of the master. But, without descending to such horrors, let any of pay countrywomen picture to her- self what must be the lot of women (often, as we have seen, as white as herself) placed from year's end to year's end under the absolute control of an over- seer such as Mr. Aughey, and in fact almost all wit- nesses, describes — "cruel, brutal, licentious," always armed with the loaded whip, the bowie-knife, and the revolver — liable, too, at any time, without any re- course under heaven, to be sold or hired out into harlotry, as is practically done in every southern city — and then say whether the system in which such things are possible has the right to insult God and man any longer by its existence.

Treating the slave thus like a brute, none could feel surprised if he were to become such. The colored witnesses who have been examined before the Freed- men's Inquiry Commission are very frank on the subject of the moral condition of their race. The .slaves, says Robert Small — a bold fellow, who ran a steamer, the "Planter," out of Charleston Harbor, past Sumter and its dangers, to join the Federal fleet, a feat which Mr. Nordhoff calls " one of the bravest and most brilliant acts of the war" — are very envious of one another, cannot bear to see any one of their number advanced to any position which all cannot

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reach, and will resort to any means in their power to degrade him. They are, as slaves, selfish, cowardly, untruthful, thievish. Though they have strong religious impulses, their religion is little more than sentiment. Even professedly pious slaves have often no scruple in " taking " from their masters — the term "stealing" being reserved for thefts as between them- selves— the general argument being that, as their masters take everything from them, they may take back what they can. And let it always be remem- bered that the negro has no means of self-improve- ment. A father is known to have received twenty lashes for teaching his son to read. "In Missis- sippi," says Mr. Aughey, " a man who taught slaves to read or write would be sent to the penitentiary instanter." As a matter of fact, out of the eight thousand slaves whom the occupation of Port Royal threw upon the hands of the Federal government, only a very few had picked up the elements of book learning, and a couple of the older men were able actually to read. And whilst the means of self- instruction are forbidden by law, religious teaching is entirely subject to the discretion of the master. If the preacher does not preach sound patriarchal doc- trine he is either hunted out of slavedom or lynched within it.

The jargon used by the slave is of itself sufficient proof of the degradation to which he has been reduced. It is not, like the dialects and patois of our own coun- try, of Fi'ance, Germany, Italy^ a form of speech prob-

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ably coeval with the language, and which had origi- nally as good a chance of developing into the stand- ard one. It is a mere corruption of the master's language, the fruit of estrangement and neglect.

Such, then, is southern slavery, as it now stands thoroughly revealed to the world — a system which, aiming at treating black men as brutes, not only suc- ceeds in making them such, but generally makes two brutes for one — the white and the black. Mr. Aughey, after an experienceof eleven years in eight different slave states, declares that he has " never yet seen any example of slavery" that he did not "deem sinful." He "cannot do otherwise than pronounce it an unmitigated curse" to white and black alike.

There is but one touch to add to the above picture. Bad as it was in itself, slavery was getting worse. South Carolina — the acknowledged pioneer of seces- sion, which tried thirty years ago, by means of " nul- lification," to throw off the control of the Federal authority ; which was the first to declare actual seces- sion, the first to fire upon the Federal flag, the first to reduce a Federal fort by force of arms — is a state which, as one of the luminaries of secession, the Hon. L. W. Spratt, has declared, fairly exhibits "the normal nature of the institution " in a population where the slaves outnumber the freemen by 120,000. Yet in this state the Freedmen's Inquiry Commissioners em- phatically declare slavery "has been darkening in its shades of inhumanity from year to year." They found "conclusive evidence that half a century since

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its phase was much milder than now. It is the uni- form testimony of emancipated freedmen from this state, above the age of sixty, that in their youth slavery was a merciful and considerate system com- pared with what it has been for thirty years past. These old men are bright and intelligent compared with the younger field hands, in many of whom a stolid, sullen despondency attests the stupefying in- fluence of slave-driving under its more recent phase." And what is true of South Carolina is true of all the South. Within the last quarter of a century es- pecially, slavery, from a mere practice, has grown into a system and a creed. Its economic powers have been calculated to the last figure. It' has reckoned exactly what work could be got out of a man at every species of labor — how many years he should " last" at cotton-growing, how many at rice-growing, how many at sugar-growing, etc. ; the relative advantages of driving him — i.e., killing him ofi" quick — or hus- banding his strength, have been discussed; and food, clothing, shelter, have been regulated with reference to the data obtained. On the other hand — since by one of the most inflexible, most awful, yet most sal- utary, rules of God's government, those who " set up their idols in their heart, and put the stumbling-block of their iniquity before their face," when they inquire of the Lord, shall always be answered "according to the multitude of their idols," so the South, proclaim- ing the evil thing slavery to be good, has thought to find its consecration even in that Book which is a

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message to all mankind of deliverance from every shape of bondage; and it has hardened itself in this faith, and its priests and prophets have been deceived of the Lord to speak lies in its ears, to prophesy unto it the smooth things which it loved, till at last, in its devilish pride, unable to brook the very contact of freedom, it turned away as from an accursed thing, and would fain set up its own model republic, based, said its vice president, " upon the great truth that the liegro is not equal to the white man ; that slavery, subordination to the superior race, is his natural and moral condition."

And then were seen upon the walls of slavery's palace fingers of a man's hand, writing " Mene, mene, Tekel * * " Then struck for the Southern slave an hour such as his friends afar off had scarcely hoped to see, but which, with blind God-sent instinct, he seems himself to have been long waiting for. From the moment that the secession flag was raised, slavery, as all see now, was doomed.

And while we may admire the gallantry with which

the southern slave-holders have carried on the contest

with the North ; and may do full justice to the purity

of the motives which led a Stonewall Jackson into

the thick of so many a fight, we must remember that

the heroic defense of Vicksburg or Sumter no more

palliates southern slavery than did the heroic defense

of Jerusalem by the Jews palliate the crucifixion of

our Lord.

J. M. Ludlow.

December, 1863.

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THE DEATH OF SLAVERY.

WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT.

O thou great wrong that through the slow-paced years, Didst hold thy millions fettered, and didst wield The scourge that drove the laborer to the field, And turn a stony gaze on human tears.

Thy cruel reign is o'er ;

Thy bondmen crouch no more In terror at the menace of thine eye ; For He who marks the bounds of guilty power, Long suffering hath heard the captive's cry And touched his shackles at the appointed hour, And lo ! they fall, and he whose limbs they galled Stands in his native manhood disenthralled.

A shout of joy from the redeemed is sent : Ten thousand hamlets swell the hymn of thanks ; Our rivers roll exulting and their banks Send up hosannas to the firmament !

Fields where the bondman's toil

No more shall trench the soil, , Seem now to bask in a serener day ; The meadow-birds sing sweeter, and the airs Of heaven with more caressing softness play. Welcoming man to liberty like theirs. A glory clothes the land from sea to sea. For the great land' and all its coasts are free.

Within that land wert thou enthroned of late. And they by whom the nation's laws were made, And they who filled its judgment seats obeyed Thy mandate, rigid as the will of fate.

Fierce men at thy right hand

With gesture of command. Gave forth the word that none might dare gainsay ; And grave and reverend ones who loved thee not Shrank from thy presence, and in blank dismay Choked down unuttered the rebellious thought,

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"While meaner cowards mingling with thy train, Proved from the book of God thy right to reign.

Great as thou wert and feared from shore to shore, The wrath of heaven o'ertook thee in thy pride : Thou sitt'st a ghostly shadow : by thy side Thy once strong arms hang nerveless evermore.

And they who quailed but now

Before thy lowering brow Devote thy memory to scorn and shame, And scoff at the pale powerless thing thou art, And they who ruled in thy imperial name, Subdued, and standing sullenly apart. Scowled at the bands that overthrew thy reign And shattered at a blow the prisoner's chain.

Well was thy doom deserved ; thou didst not spare Life's tenderest ties, but cruelly didst part Husband and wife, and from the mother's heart Didst wrest her children, deaf to shriek and prayer ;

Thy inner lair became

The haunt of guilty shame ; Thy lash dropped blood ; the murderer at thy side. Showed his red hands, nor feared the vengeance due. Thou didst sow earth with crimes, and far and wide, A harvest of uncounted miseries grew Until the measure of thy sins at last Was full, and then the avenging bolt was cast !

Go now accursed of God, and take thy place With hateful memories of the elder time, With many a wasting plague, and nameless crime. And bloody war that thinned the human race ;

With the Black Death, whose way

Through wailing cities lay. Worship of Moloch, tyrannies that built The Pyramids, and cruel deeds that taught To avenge a fancied guilt by deeper guilt — Death at the stake to them that held them not.

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Lo ! The foul phantoms, silent in the gloom Of the flown ages, part to yield thee room.

I see the better years that hasten by Carry thee back into the shadowy past. Where, in the dusty spaces, void and vast, The graves of those whom thou hast murdered lie.

The slave-pen, through whose door

Thy victims pass no more, Is there, and there shall the grim block remain At which the slave was sold ; while at thy feet Scourges and engines of restraint and pain Moulder and rust by thine eternal seat. There, mid the symbols that proclaim thy crimes, Dwell thou a warning to the coming times. May, 1866.

MEMORIAL SERVICE.

Rev. J. H. Aughey, Commander of Geo. Hunter Post, No. 145, G. A. E., will deliver the annual sermon preceding memorial day, on Sunday, May 14th, at 1,0:30 A.M. in the Presbyterian church. Geo. Hun- ter Post will attend in a body and members of Co. A, 7th Eegt.j are requested to meet at the Hall at 10 o'clock to march to the church to attend service.

The following prayer was offered before the sermon :

Almighty God, humbly we come before Thee, our Creator, Preserver, Guide, and Protector. We thank Thee for our lives, for the mercy that has kept us until this hour ; for Thy guidance in our marches by day and by night ; for Thy constant care in the hoiir of danger, and for the preservation of our national

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integrity and unity. We thank Thee that so many of us have been permitted by Thy providence to assemble here this day to worship Thee, and to meet our former companions in arms and to rejoice with them that war's deadly blast has blown by and that gentle peace has returned, and that Thou didst grant the victory to those who contended for human rights and national integrity and for the subversion of re- bellion by the re-establishment of constitutional law and national supremacy. Be graciously near to our comrades who suffer from disease or wounds and to the widows and orphans of those who fell in our holy cause. In all distress comfort them, and give us willing hearts and ready hands to supply their needs. Grant that the memory of our noble dead, who so freely gave their lives for the land they loved, may dwell ever in our hearts. God bless our coun- try. Bless all its loyal defenders and well wishers.. Ever subvert rebellion and all traitorous designs, against the land we love the best. Keep our names on the roll of Thy servants, and at last receive us; into that better country, where there is fullness of joy, and at Thy right hand pleasures forevermore, where Thou jtrt the Supreme Commander. "Wc ask all in the name of Jesus Christ, our Lord, Amen l

The following is the sermon of Rev, J H. Aughey at ths Presbyterian church, Farmington, 111. Geo. Hunter Post and Co. A, Militia, attended en masse:

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word of the Lord came to John the Baptist in the wilderness and he came into all the country about Jordan preaching the baptism of repentance for the remission of sins. His words were in demonstration of the Spirit and in power. The Jewish church was asleep, vital piety was well-nigh extiiict. They were resting in forms. Though strict in the observ- ance of ceremonial law, they knew nothing experi- mentally of true repentance, a turning from sin unto 'God. Supreme love of God and equal love of their fellow men formed no part of their creed. John the Baptist announced himself as the forerunner of the Messiah whom the Jews were now expecting. His strange aspect, coarse apparel, manner of life, start- ling doctrine, intense earnestness, and his unflagging zeal, attracted universal attention. Multitudes flocked to his ministry and heard him enunciate truths to which they had been strangers. Many were con- vinced and convicted, and professing repentance were baptized. Seeing the Scribes and Pharisees in at- tendance upon his ministry, whose traits of character were hypocrisy, falsehood, and avarice, he exclaimed Oh ! generation of vipers, who hath warned you to ilee from the wrath to come. Plain, pungent preach- ing, but presenting a true description of their char- acter. He then instructs them in duty. Bring forth fruits meet for repentance. The people then wished to learn their duty, and he enjoins charity. The man that has clothing and food must impart to him that is destitute. When the tax-gatherers made the

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inquiry, what must we do, he informed them that they must exact no more than that which is appointed them. The sin of fraud or extortion was the one to which they were addicted and they needed special in- struction on this point. Then came the soldiers and made the inquiry of the text, and what shall we do? They had professed repentance and desired baptism, and they wished to learn what were the fruits' meet for repentance in their case. Repentance includes faith and true faith includes repentance. When the convicted sinner comes to the minister or Christian layman for instruction, saying, men and brethren what must we do? The answer must invariably be given, believe on the Lord Jesus Christ and thou shalt be saved. God, the proprietor of salvation, has the right to ordain the condition upon which he will bestow it. He has done this, making no other condition than that of simple faith. Faith comes without money and without merit, and appropriates all the blessings of the everlasting covenant. Faith honors God, it takes Him at His word. It believes in the sincerity of liis offer and accepts His mercy. Faith realizes the inability of paying the purchase price of salvation, and rejoices that it is freely offered. Were it otherwise it would be impossible to the sons of men. Nor does faith plume itself on its own merit, for it recognizes the fact that it is merely a receptive grace and he who exercises it js no more deserving than the beggar who accepts the alms of the beneficent. Faith is not a simple reception

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of testimony concerning Christ. It is a grace which is the gift of God. It is a new operative vital prin- ciple in the soul. It works by love. J[t is divinely energetic. Faith is a depending, self-emptying, self- denying grace, and casts every crown before the throne. Unbelief is a habit of the mind/ formed in opposition to the instincts of man's moral nature, and is a sin against the soul. It is a sin against the remedy, and by its very nature precludes salvation. Faith is a belief of the precepts and implicit trust in the promises. Faith in Jesus Christ is a saving grace, whereby we receive and rest on Him alone for salvation as He is offered to us in the gospel. The soul is the life of the body, faith is the life of the soul, and Jesus Christ is. the life of faith. God is good and wise and faithful and true. He is omni- present and omnipotent. We may implicitly trust in one possessing all these attributes. We would be verily guilty of a great sin to do otherwise. A commander in the army who was good, wise, brave, and always sought to promote the best interests of the soldiers in his command, deserved the obedience and esteem of them all, and the soldier who was guilty of insubordination deserved punishment to the extent of his demerit. Those who disobey the King of Kings, much more deserve punishment.

John the Baptist said to the soldiers, do violence to no maw, neither accuse any falsely, and be content with your wages. What glorious fruits would fol- low obedience to these injunctions. Discipline is

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essentially necessary. A regiment of well disciplined soldiers will put to flight twenty thousand undis- ciplined men. Without discipline an army is a mere rabble of little worth when confronting an enemy. In order to proper discipline, the recruit must study military tactics and attend drill regularly. The Christian soldier must to this end study the Bible. There he learns all about the wiles and stratagems of his enemies and how to circumvent them. He learns what is duty on the march and in the camp. He learns all about the necessary armor and how to se- cure it. He learns the use of the sandals, the breast- plate, the helmet, the girdle, the shield, and the sword. He in this way becomes a good soldier of Jesus Christ. He learns not to entangle himself with the affairs of this life, that he may please Him who has called him to be a soldier.

The remembrance of past perils and hardships forge indissoluble bonds of friendship. Together you followed Sherman to the sea. Together you stormed and carried the heights of Lookout Mountain and gained a glorious victory on Mission E.idge. Side by side you entered Fort Fisher and placed the starry banner upon its ramparts, deemed impregnable by its defenders. Animated by the same spirit you turned the tide of battle at Five Forks, and grandly assaulted and captured the Malakoffs and Redans that formed the frowning battlements of Petersburg. Together standing upon the sumit of Round Top you repelled the fierce onset of Lee's veterans and made

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the field of Gettysburg grandly historic. Facing the grape and canister and screaming shell and bursting bomb, the leaden rain and iron hail, you followed the starry banner in company on many a well fought field till victory perched upon your standards, until your country's liberty and integrity were preserved intact beyond the shadow of a doubt, the possibility of a peradventure, then you marched home arm in arm to receive the plaudits and honors accorded by your grateful countrymen. These hallowed recollections and associations should burnish brightly friendship's golden chain, and preserve intact and inviolable the amity of the years that tried men's souls. Do not make your comrade an offender for a word. With- out due reflection in an unguarded moment he may have said something that gave offense. Think of Champion Hill, and Black River Bridge, and Jack- son, and Vicksburg, where he faced the glittering bayonet, and where he stood shoulder to shoulder with the bravest of the brave, facing death with un- blanched cheek and without the tremor of a nerve, caring not what became of himself so that the cause which lay nearest his heart might triumph. Think of his heroism and patriotism mid forgive. The soldier of the civil war should do nothing that would tarnisii his well merited fame. He deserves well of his countrymen. When the tocsin sounded the alarm, when his imperiled country called her sons to armsj he left home with all its ties and delightful environ- ment, and devoted health and life, yea, all his

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personal interests to her service and to do her high behest. Republics are not always ungrateful. When a boy, I remember that the place of honor was always accorded to the surviving veterans of the Revolu- tionary war. An^ a portion of every address upon all public occasions was devoted to a recital of their patriotic deeds. Now the graves of our deceased comrades are decked with flowers by' fair hands, prompted by loving hearts. In coming years, ere the departure to their Celestial home of the final corps of the Grand Army of the Republic^and of the mighty host of loyal heroes who participated in the war for the (Jnioa, the post of honor will be assigned them whenever and wherever their venerated jjresencc is recognized in public assemblies. "Were there pres- ent here to-day a hero who had fought at Bunker Hill and Germantown, or at Brandywine and Sara- toga and Yorktown, one who had witnessed the sur- render of Burgoyne and Cornwallis, you would be so engrossed in contemplating this distinguished visitor and in admiration of his heroic services in the dark days of the Revolution that the services of the hour would pass by unheeded. And at the close you would crowd up and grasp him by the hand and assure him of your deep gratitude for his inestimable services in the achievement of our country's inde- pendence. This honor will be accorded you, my comrades, in coming years — even now you are receiv- ing the earnest of it, the first fruits of that greater harvest which our surviving comrades Mall reap in

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the near future. The heroes of Chickamauga and Antielam and Corinth and the Wilderness, and Tupelo and luka, and a hundred other well fought fields, "vvill be held in honorable and everlasting remem- brance by their grateful fellow countrymen. Do nothing to forfeit the respect and e^eem in which you are deservedly held, or to abate a jot of the meed of honor which is your due, so that in coming years the marble monument which marks your sleeping dust with deep cut letters may record but truth when it recounts your virtues and speaks to posterity of your sacrifices and perils in the subversion of the rebellion which with treasonable hands sought the overthrow of the Republic in the interests of a slave-holding oligarchy. Comrades, you have not escaped unscathed from the perils of camp life and the shock of battle. Many bear honorable scars. Many carry crutch or cane to support their tottering frames as they walk our streets intent upon the pursuits and avocations by which they procure their daily bread. 'Tis rare to find one who does not suifer from some lesion as the result of his war experience. But few murmur or complain of the pain they endure. With unre- pining fortitude they walk about our streets and only those who are intimately acquainted with them know that many of them are physical wrecks, by mala- dies engendered in the service fast approaching the vital part, the citadel of life, to still forever its throb- bing. More than half the survivors of the M'ar have crossed death's dark river and have entered upon their

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-eternal destination, and we are following fast. During the war four hundred thousand loyal men in camp, in prison, and on the battle field, gave up their lives to attest their love for the starry banner and the principles it represents.

"On fame's eterual camping ground

Their silent tents are spread, And glory guards with solemn round

The hiTouac of the dead."

" Peace to the perished ! may the warrior's meed And tears of triumph their reward prolong."

" Such graves as theirs are pilgrim shrines

To no creed or clime confined. The Delphic vales, the Palestlnes,

The Meccas of the mind."

We must all ere long attend the grand review on high. Let us all so live that clad in the regulation uniform, the conqueror's robe which has been washed white in the blood of the Lamb, we may be accepted in that day and be welcomed to the Grand Army above, the sacramental host of God's elect — where we will forever praise Him who as the Captain of our salvation, secured for us the inheritance and who, giving us grace to conque*r, if we prove faithful unto ■death will bestow upon us a crown of life. A soldier true to his country from patriotic motives has a title to nobility more honorable than that conferred by Toyal prerogative, but a soldier who is not only true to his country but also true to his God — a loj'al soldier of the cross, is still more worthy of honor.

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There were devout soldiers in the days of our Savior and His Apostles. Cornelius and the devout soldier who journeyed from Joppa to Cesarea with a message to Peter deserve honorable mention. Col. Gardiner, Gen. Havelock, and Gen. Gordon, of the British army, were brave officers and sint^ere Chris- tians. In America our own "Washington, Admiral Foote, Commodore Stockton, and Gens. Howard and Fisk, as well as many subalterns in the service, prove that high Christian character is not incompatible with the soldier's profession. Let us never forget that our great national destiny must be woven out of the fibers of individual character and achievement. The life of the nation is the life of its citizens.

Let us see to it that though our days are but a hand-breadth, the nation's recurring centennials of magnificent progress shall take no dimness nor weak- ness from that strand which our little life has worked into it. The soldiers said to John, "and what shall we do, that is, what shall we do to escape condemna- tion, and bear fruit unto eternal life?" Your first duty is to believe on the Lord Jesus Christ. Com- mit all your interests for time and eternity unto Him. This Paul did, and thus confidently affirms : " I know whom I have believed, and am persuaded that he is able to keep that which I have committed unto him against that day." Are you ignorant? He is the All-wise God. Are you weak? He is strong, Are you sinful? He was holy, harmless, undefilcd, and separate from sinners — the sinless one. Are "ou'

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destitute of all things? In Him all fullness dwells. Seek first the kingdom of God and His righteousness, and all these things shall be added unto you. No good thing will He withhold from them that walk uprightly. Trust in the Lord and do good, so shalt. thou dwell in the land and verily thou shalt be fed. Loving trust and trusting love is the essence of true religion. Jehovah calls for volunteers. He wants you to come and be mustered in as recruits in the grand army of the church militant. He does not wish you to be spiritual guerrillas, serving as suits your own individual whim, under no recognized com- mander, and liable to be cut off in detail or captured and hanged as spies, or mere hangers on, receiving neither pay nor honor. Enlist in the army of King Immanuel. Fight the good fight of faith. Lay hold upon eternal life. War a good warfare. En- dure hardness as becometh good soldiers. March with unfaltering steps under the blood-stained ban- ner of the Cross toward glory, immortality, and eternal life. We promise you wages. It may be, while the conflict lasts, a fierce and agonizing con- test, and during life there is no discharge in this war, but at death you will receive your discharge, or rather you will be translated from the church militant on earth to the church triumphant in glory. Then you will have a palace home by the crystal sea, a king- dom and a crown will be given you as eternal in its duration as the throne of God, and throughout the ceaseless cycles of eternity -ou will sing the victor's

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song, and rejoice with your companions in glory, and so be forever with the Lord. And now unto the King eternal, immortal, invisible, the only true God, be glory and honor, and dominion and power forever. Amen.

Be bold, be firm, be strong, be true,

And dare to stand alone; Strike for the right whate'er you do.

Though helpers there be none.

Strike for the right, and with clean hands,

Exalt the truth on high; Thou'lt find warm sympathizing hearts

Among the passers by.

Those who have thought and felt and prayed,

Yet could not singly dare The battle's brunt, but by tlu^ side

Will every danger share.

Then learn this truth, the base of all, That all are equal, so they fill Their proper sphere and do God's will, There is no other great or small.

There is a tear for all that die,

A mourner o'er the humblest grave.

But nations swell the funeral cry, And triumph weeps above the brave.

Cowards are cruel, but the brave Love mercy, and delight to save.

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PEOM MEMORIAL DAY ADDRESS BY REV. T. C. EVANS, PARMINGTON, ILL.

The urgent call of our country. The Union was not saved by sentiment. Our nation cannot live on gush. Hard work, faithful service is now demanded. At present I will not speak of the two-horned moral monster now growing fat beneath our flag. I mean Mormonism, with its bigamy and polygamy. Just now I will not speak of that fiery, fatal, infernal fiend which flourishes under the American segis. I mean the liquor traific, with its long trail of slimy sins. Of one crime I must now speak. Silence in this presence would be sin. The crime is that of tampering with the ballot-box. It is the father of all evils to our land. It is moral treason. It is Brutus sneaking with a concealed dagger to bury the blade in the heart of the Nation. What is the ballot-box? It is the heart and lungs of the Republic. It is the force that sends the blood through the arteries of the Nation. It is also the organ that cleanses the blood in the body politic. The man or the gang that cor- rupts the ballot-box poisons the blood of America. Can we allow that? No, never and be worthy of the name of American. If our courts of justice forget themselves so far as to permit the heart of justice and the neck of franchise to be crushed under the heels of legal technicality and judicial disagreement, the soldiers must come to the rescue. Members of the Grand Army of the Republic, keep your bayonets

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bright, keep your cannon clean, keep your powder dry, keep your trust in God, and when called on smite to the ground the traitor at the voting poll, even him that tampers with the ballot-box. If the safety of Troy depended upon the preservation of the statue of Pallas, so much more does the preserva- tion of the right of suffrage and the purity of the ballot inure to the safety of the Republic. Hence every president who will not as commander in chief of the army protect every legal voter in casting his ballot is recreant both to his oath and duty, and in that case should be called to account for cowardice or abetment.

" There is a weapon surer set And better than the bayonet, A weapon that comes down as still As snow-flakes fall upon the sod, Yet executes a freeman's will As lightning does the will of God ; Nor from its force nor bolts nor locks Can shield them — 'tis the ballot-box."

WILL CARLETON'S FAMOUS MEMORIAL DAY POEM— "COVER THEM OVER."

Cover them over with beautiful flowers;

Deck them with garlands, these brothers of ours;

Lying so silent by night and by day.

Sleeping the years of their manhood away;

Years they had marked for the joys of the brave;

Years that must waste in the sloth of the grave.

All the bright laurels they fought to make bloom

Fell to the earth when they went to the tomb.

Give them the meed they have won in the past;

Give them the honors their merits forecast; ,

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Give them the chaplets they won in the strife, Give them the laurels they lost vrith their life. Cover them over, yes, cover them over — Parent, and husband, and brother, and lover: Crovrn in your heart these dead heroes of oars, And cover them over with beautiful flowers.

Cover the faces that motionless lie. Shut from the blue of the glorious sky : Faces once light with the smiles of the gay — Faces now marred with the frown of decay. Eyes that beamed friendship and love to your own; Lips that sweet thoughts ef affection made known; Brows you have soothed in the day of distress; Cheeks you have flushed by the tender caress; Faces that brightened at war's stirring cry; Faces that streamed when they bade you good-bye; Faces that glowed in the battle's red flame, Paling for naught, till the death angel came. Cover them over — yes, cover them over — Parent, and husband, and brother, and lover: Kiss in your heart these dead heroes of ours, And cover them over with beautiful flowers.

Cover the hands that are resting half-trie4, Crossed on the bosom or low by the side: Hands to you, mother, in infancy thrown; Hands that you, father, close hid in your own; Hands where you, sister, when tried and dismayed, Hung for protection, and counsel, and aid; Hands that you, brother, for faithfulness knew; Hands that you, wife, wrung in bitter adieu. Bravely the cross of their country they bore; Words of devotion they wrote with their gore; Grandly they grasped for a garland of light. Catching the mantle of death-darkened night. Cover them over — yes, cover them over — Parent, and husband, and brother, and lover:

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Clasp in your hearts these dead heroes of ours, And cover them over with beautiful flowers.

Cover the feet that, all weary and torn,

Hither by comrades were tenderly borne;

Feet that have trodden through love-lighted ways,

Near to your own, in the old happy days ;

Feet that have pressed, in life's open morn,

Roses of pleasure and death's poison thorn.

Swiftly they rush to the help of the right,

Firmly they stood in the shock of the fight.

Ne'er shall the enemy's hurrying tramp

Summon them forth from their death-guarded camp ;.

Ne'er till Eternity's bugle shall sound.

Will they come out from their couch in the ground.

Cover them over — yes, cover them over —

Parent, and husband, and brother, and lover:

Rough were the paths of these heroes of ours —

Now cover them over with beautiful flowers.

Cover the hearts that have beaten so high, Beaten with hopes that were born but to die; Hearts that have burned in the heat of the fray ; Hearts that have yearned for the homes far away; Hearts thai beat high in the charge's loud tramp; Hearts that low fell in the prison's foul damp. Once they were swelling with courage and will, Now they are lying all pulseless and still ; Once they were glowing with friendship and love, Now the great souls have gone soaring above. Bravely their blood to the nation they gave, Then in her bosom they found them a grave. Cover them over — yes, cover them over — Parent, and husband, and brother, and lover: Press to your hearts these dead heroes of ours. And cover them over with beautiful flowers.

One there is, sleeping, in yonder low tomb, Worthy the briglitest of flowers that bloom.

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"Weakness of womanhood's life was her part; Tenderly strong was her generous heart. Bravely she stood by the sufferer's side, Cheeking the pain and the life-bearing tide: Fighting the swift-swteping phantom of death, Easing the dying man's fluttering breath. Then when the strife that had nerved her was o'er, Calmly she went to where wai« are no more. Voices have blessed her now silent and dumb; Voices will bless her in long years to come. Cover them over — yes, cover them over — Blessings, like angels, around her shall hover: Treasure the name of that sister of ours. And cover them over with beautiful flowers.

Cover the thousands that sleep far away — Sleep where their friends cannot find them to-day; They who in mountain, and hillside, and dell. Rest where they wearied, and lie where they fell. Softly the grass-blade creeps round their repose; Sweetly above them the wild flow 'ret blows; Zephyrs of freedom fly gently o'er head, Whispering names for the patriot dead. So in our minds we will name them once more, So in our hearts we will cover them o'er ; Roses and lilies and violets blue Bloom in our souls for the brave and the true. Cover them over — yes, cover them over — Parent, and husband, and brother, and lover. Think of those far-away heroes of ours, And cover them over with beautiful flowers.

When the long years have crept slowly away, E'en to the dawn of earth's funeral day; When at the Archangel's trumpet and tread Rise up the faces and forms of the dead; When the great world its last judgment awaits; When the blue sky shall swing open its gates,

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And OUT long columns march silently throagli, Past the Great Captain for final review — Then for the blood that has flowed for the right, Crowns shall be given, untarnished and bright; Then the glad ear of each war-martyred son, Proudly shall hear the gbod judgment, " Well done." Blessings for garlands shall cover them over — Parent, and husband, and brother, and lover: God will reward these dead heroes of ours. And cover them over with beautiful flowers.

HOW SLEEP THE BRAVE !

How sleep the brave who sink to rest By all their country's wishes blessed ! When spring, with dewy fingers cold, Returns to deck their hallowed mould, She there shall dress a sweeter sod Than fancy's feet have ever trod.

By fairy hands their knell is rung, By forms unseen their dirge is sung; There honor comes, a pilgrim gray, To bless the turf that wraps their clay; And freedom shall awhile repair, To dwell a weeping hermit there !

DECORATION DAY.

The mufiled drum's sad roll has beat

The soldier's last tattoo; No more on life's parade shall meet

The brave but fallen few. On fame's eternal camping ground

Their silent tents are spread, And glory guards with solemn round

The bivouac of the dead.

No rumor of the foe's advance Now sweeps upon the wind;

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No troubled thougbts at midnigbt haunt,

Of loved ones left behind; No vision of the morrow's strife

The warrior's dream alarms; Nor braying horn, nor screaming fife

At dawn shall call to arms.

Their shivered swords are red with rust,

Their plumed heads are bowed; Their haughty banner trailed in dust

Is now their martial shroud, And plenteous funeral tears have washed

The red stains from each brow, And the proud forms by battle gashed

Are freed from anguish now.

Now 'neath their parent turf they rest,

Far from the gory field. Borne to a Spartan mother's breast

On many a bloody shield; The sunshine of their native sky

Smiles sadly on them here. And hundred eyes and hearts watch by

The soldier's sepulcher.

Eest on, embalmed and sainted dead,

Dear as the blood ye gave ! No impious footsteps here shall tread

The herbage of your grave; Nor shall your glory be forgot

While fame her record keeps, Or honor points the hallowed spot

Where valor proudly sleeps.

Yon faithful herald's blazoned stone

With njournful pride shall tell, When many a vanished age hath flown,

The story how ye fell !

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Nor wreck, nor change, nor winter's fligbt, Nor time's remorseless doom

Shall mar one ray of glory's light That guilds your deathless tomb.

THE BLUE AND THE GRAY.

By the flow of the inland river,

Whence the fleets of iron have fled, Where the blades of grave-grass quiver,

Asleep are the ranks of the dead. Under the sod and the dew,

Waiting the judgment day — Under the one the Blue,

Under the other the Gray.

These in the robings of glory.

Those in the gloom of defeat, All, with the battle blood gory,

In the dusk of eternity meet. Under the sod and the dew

Waiting the judgment day — ^

Under the laurel the Blue,

Under the willow the Gray.

From the silence of sorrowful hours

The desolate mourners go. Lovingly laden with flowers

Alike for the friend and the foe. Under the sod and the dew •

Waiting the judgment day — Under the roses the Blue,

Under the lilies the Gray.

So with an equal splendor The morning sun-rays fall.

With a touch impartially tender On the blossoms blooming for all.

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Under the sod and the dew

Waiting the judgment day — ■ Broidered with gold the Blue,

Mellowed with gold the Gray.

So when the summer calleth

On forest and field of grain, "With an equal murmur falleth

The cooling drip of the rain. Under the sod and the dew

Waiting the j udgment day — Wet with the rain the Bine,

Wet with the rain the Gray.

Sadly, but not with upbraiding,

The generous deed was done; In the storm of the years that are fading

No braver battle was won. Under the sod and the dew

Waiting the judgment day — Under the blossoms the Blue,

Under the garlands the Gray.

No more shall the war cry sever,

Or the winding rivers be red — They banish our anger forever

When they laurel the graves of our dead. Under the sod and the dew

Waiting the judgment day — Love and tears for the Blue,

Tears and love for the Gray.

AN ANSWEE TO THE "BLUE AND GRAY."

WEITTEN BY A LOYAL LADY.

The loyal Blue and the traitor Gray,

Alike in the gravel are sleeping. Lying side by side in the sunlight's ray

And under the storm cloud's weeping.

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'Tis well to forgive the past,

God giving us grace we may, But never while life shall last

Can we honor or love the Gray.

Our boys in Blue were loyal and true,

For their God and their country dying; With a grateful pride that ever is new We garland their graves where they're lying. They were murdered by rebel bands.

They fell in the fearful Iray, Guarding our flag from traitor's hands; We do not love the Gray.

We would not hate them, our hearts would fain

Cast a vail o'er their shameful story — It will not bring back our loyal slain, To recall their treason gory; But barriers deep and wide,

Divide the false from the true ; Shall treason and honor stand side by side, Is the Gray the peer of the Blue?

Answers each loyal heart to-day,

They are peers and equals never; No wreath on a traitor's grave we lay — Let shame be his weed forever. Give love where love is due. To the loyal all honor pay ; Love and honor belong to the Blue, But what do we owe the Gray?

e owe them three hundred thousand graves, Where the loved and lost are lying, We owe them where'er oiir banner waves. Homes iilled with tears and sighing. Do they think that we forget our dead.

Our boys who wore the Blue — That because they sleep in the same cold bed We know not th^ false from the true?

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Believe it not; where our heroes lie

The very ground is holy ; His name who dared for the right to die Is sacred, however lowly ; But honor the traitor Gray —

Make it the peer of the Blue — One flower at the feet of treason lay ? Never ! while God is true.

THE NATION'S DEAD. Four hundred thousand men —

The hrave, the good, the true — In tangled wood, in mountain glen, On battle plain, in prison pen,

Lie dead for me and you ! Four hundred thousand of the brave Have made our ransomed soil their grave

For me and you ! Good friend, for me and you !

In many a fevered swamp,

By many a black bayou. In many a cold and frozen camp, The weary sentinel ceased his tramp,

And died for me and you ! From western plain to ocean tide Are stretched the graves of those who died

For me and you ! Good friend, for me and you !

On many a bloody plain

Their ready swords they drew, And poured their life-blood like the rain, A home, a heritage to gain —

To gain for me and you ! Our brothers mustered by our side, They marched, they fought, and bravely died

For me 5,nd yoa ! Sood friend, for roe and you '.

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Up many a fortress wall

They charged — those boys in blue; 'Mid surging smoke and voUey'd ball, The bravest were the first to fall —

To fall for me and you ! The noble men — the nation's pride — Four hundred thousand men have died

For me and you ! Good friend, for me and you !

In treason's prison-hold

Their martyr spirits grew To stature like the saints of old, And 'mid dark agonies untold

They starved for me and you ! The good, the patient, and the. tried — Four hundred thousand men have died

For me and you ! ' Good friend, for me and you !

A debt we ne'er can pay

To them is justly due. And to the nation's latest day Our children's children still shall say,

" They died for me and you ! " Four hundred thousand of the brave Made this, our ransomed soil, their grave,

For me and you ! Good friend, for me and you !

SLEEP, COMEADES, SLEEP !

I. Sleep, comrades, sleep ! The clinging rust

Lies thick upon the blade. And valor is obscured by lust

Of money and of trade ; The fife is mute; no more the drum

The drowsy camp alarms ;

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The piping times of peace have come, And Pleasure spreads her charms.

II.

Sleep, comrades, sleep ! The cannon's roar

No longer fills the air ; The rifle volley routs no more

The rebel from his lair. Where once the beacon brightly shone,

The sentry vfalked his round, The crumbling headstone marks alone

The consecrated ground.

Sleep, comrades, sleep ! The battle flag

Is rotting on the stafif. And soon, perchance, the tattered rag

Will waken but a laugh ; The peaceful plowshare cleaves the sod

Once wet with War's red stain, And fields that mighty armies trod

Are starred with flowers again.

IV.

Sleep, comrades, sleep ! Though soon forgot

By some, while life endures. Forget our loving hearts will not

To keep their tryst with yours; The general muster of the dead,

Whate'er on earth betide, Shall find us still by Glory led

And marching by your side.

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THE VETERAN'S REQUEST.

BY BAYAED TAYLOR. I.

An old and crippled veteran to the war department came, He sought the Chief who led him, on many a field of fame, The Chief who shouted "Forward ! " where'er his banner goes^ And bore its stars in triumph behind the flying foes.

II. " Have you forgotten, General," the battered soldier cried, " The day of eighteen hundred twelve, when I was at your

side? " Have you forgotten Johnson, that fought at Lundy's Lane ? 'Tis true I'm old and pensioned, but I want to fight again."

III. "Have I forgotten?" said the Chief; "my brave old soldier.

No! And here's the hand I gave you then, and let it tell you so; But you have done your share, my friend; you're crippled, old,

and gray, And we have need of younger arms and fresher blood to-day."

IV. " But, General," cried the veteran, a flush upon his brow, "The very men who fought with ns, they say, are traitors now; They've torn the flag of Lundy's Lane, our old red, white, and

blue. And while a drop of blood is left, I'll show that drop is true.

V. "I'm not so weak but I can strike, and I've a good old gun, To get the range of traitors' hearts, and pick them, one by one; Your mioie-riflesand such arms it ain't worth while to try, I couldn't get the hang of them, but I'll keep my powder dry."

VI. " God bless you, comrade ! " said the Chief — " God bless your

loyal heart ! But younger men are in the field, and claim to have their part.

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They'll plant our sacred banner in each rebellions town, And woe, henceforth, to any hand that dares to pull it down."

VII. "But, General ! " — still persisting, the weeping veteran cried; " I'm young enough to follow, so long as you're my guide; And some, you know, must bite the dust, and that at least

can I; So, give the young ones place to fight, hut me a place to die !

VIII. " If they should fire on Pickens, let the colonel in command Put me upon the rampart, with the flag-staff in my hand ; No odds bow hot the cannon smoke, or how hot the shells may

fly,

I'll hold the Stars and Stripes aloft, and hold them till I die.

IX.

" I'm ready, General, so you let a post to me be given, Where Washington can see me, as he looks from highest

Heaven, And say to Putnam at his side, or, may be, General Wayne, ' There stands old Billy Johnson, that fought at Lundy 's Lane.'

X.

" And when the fight is hottest, before the traitors fly, When shell and ball are screeching, and bursting in the sky, If any shot should hit me, and lay me on my face, My soul would go to Washington's, and not to Arnold's place. "

THE SOLDIER'S REPRIEVE.

" My Fred! I can't understand it,"

And his voice it quivered with pain. While the tears kept slowly dropping , On his trembling hands like rain. " For Fred was so brave and loyal. So true ; but my eyes are dim, And I cannot read the letter. The last I shall get from him.

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Please read it, sir, while I listen — In fancy I see him — dead ;

My boy, shot down like a traitor, My noble, my brave boy, Fred ! "

" Dear father," so ran the letter,

' ' To morrow when twilight creeps • Along the hill to the churchyard.

O'er the grave where mother sleeps, "When the dusky" shadows gather.

They'll lay your boy in his grave, For nearly betraying the country

He would give his life to save. And, father, I tell you truly,

"With almost my latest breath, That your boy is not a traitor.

Though he dies a traitor's death.

' ' Yon remember Bennie "Wilson ?

He's suffered a deal of pain. He was only that day ordered

Back into the ranks again. I carried all of his luggage,

"With mine on the march that day ; I gave him my arm to lean on.

Else he had dropped by the way. 'Twas Beunie's turn to be sentry ;

But I took his place, and I — Father, I dropped asleep, and now

I must die as traitor's die. ' '

" The Colonel is kind and thoughtful,

He has done the best he can. And they will not bind or blind me —

I shall meet death like a man. Kiss little Blossom ; but, father.

Need you tell her how I fall? " — A sob from the shadowed corner —

Yes, Blossom had heard it all.

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As she kissed the precious letter, She said, with faltering breath : " Onr Fred was never a traitor,

Though he dies a traitor's death."

And a little snn-brown maiden.

In a shabby, time-worn dress, Took her seat a half hour later

In the crowded night-express. The conductor heard her story

As he held her dimpled hand, And sighed for the sad hearts breaking

All over the troubled land, He tenderly wiped the tear drops

From the blue eyes brimming o'er. And guarded her footsteps safely

Till she reached the White House door.

The President sat at his writing;

But the eyes were kind and mild f hat turned with a look of wonder

On the little shy faced child. And he read Fred's farewell letter,

With a look of sad regret, " 'Tis a brave, young life," he murmured, " And bis country needs him yet, From an honored place in battle

He shall bid the world good-by. If that brave young life is needed,

He shall die as heroes die."

— [_So8e Sartunck Thorpe, in the Detroit Free Prest.

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THE UNITED STATES IN 1984.

" This is a bad world," President Dwight, of Yale, used to say to his Senior class; "but, gentlemen, it is a good world to do good in."

We were reminded of the president's remark on reading the calculations of another clergyman, Mr. F. B. Lincke, one of Queen Victoria's chaplains, who has been ciphering out the destiny of the English- speaking world. After doing a number of hard sums, he conies to the conclusion that, one hundred years from now, there will be nearly as many people speak- ing the English language as there are now inhabitants of the earth.

He figures it up thus : Great Britain and Ireland, seventy millions ; South Africa, sixteen millions ; Australia, forty-eight millions; Canada, sixty-four millions ; the United States, eight hundred millions; total, nine hundred and ninety-eight millions.

Having arrived at this enormous result, Mr. Lincke enters upon conjectures as to the kind of peo- ple those thousand millions are likely to be. He has remarked, in reading the history of the past, that the dream of ihe philosopher comes true, and he thinks, therefore, that what the best men and women are now striving for with pen, tongue, and hand, will be realized in and by that future multitude.

They will all be in some degree educated. There will be no class deaf to the wisdom of the age, blind to its art, insensible to its aspiration. There will be

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-no estates too large to be a good to the owners, and, as a rule, the farmer will be the owner of the acres he tills " Landlordism," so far as the naked land is concerned, will not exist. The largest class will be farmers, living on their own land, and holding no more of it than they can utilize.

The nations will live in peace through free-trade and courts of arbitration, knowing no rivalry apart from the generous strife to excel in the arts and the virtues. Instead of contending on the field of battle for vulgar and odious mastery, the nations will, as Victor Hugo has it, give one another rendezvous at International Expositions — the "true fields of battle" for civilized men.

There will be, of course, no such thing as rank or caste, but every honest man will stand in all com- panies the equal brother of the rest, whether he be scavenger or statesman.

Are these but the idle thoughts of an optimist? That depends upon us, who have the honor to inhabit the English-speaking world at the present time. It depends much upon the youngest of us who will live in the dawn of that greater day, and some of whom will be known as all but contemporaries of the thou- sand millions who will speak our language in 1984.

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THE ENGLISH OE AMERICAN LANGUAGE. [From the Grammatical Guide.]

The American language will be in the near future the universal language. It is the commercial language of the globe. It is the vernacular of Great Britain and Ireland, and the United States, the two most enlight- ened, powerful, and influential nations on the earth. The infant Empires of Australia and New Zealand speak it. The Eepublic of Liberia and the British African Colonies will give the language to Africa,. Great Britain and her Colonial possessions comprise .one-fourth of the earth's inhabitants ; the language- of the mother country is rapidly becoming the lan» guage of her Colonies. All the countries speaking this language are radiating centers whence emanate the beams of lingual light which will ere long illume the whole planet. Every year half a million Ger- mans and French are exchanging their language for ours. Every idea that enters the mind, every shade of meaning, every variety and contrariety of thought and opinion, may be expressed with clearness, force, and elegance in the language of America.

The poet, the statesman, the divine, cannot find amid earth's clashing tongues a better vehicle of thought. Poverty of expression results only from ignorance of the language, or from poverty of thought.

The genius of Shakespeare, the sublime imagina- tion of Milton, the ennobling thoughts and grand conceptions of the minor stars in the constellation of

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English literature, all found the amplest expression ill the Anglo-Saxon tongue. Bryant, Longfellow, Whittier, Prescott, Bancroft, Fenimore Cooper, and all the bright luminaries which shine in the galaxy of American literature, found the utmost felicity of fexpression in their own vernacular. The power of speech is a great blessing conferred upon the human race. The ability to hold intercourse with each other by means of a language so full, so expressive, and so forcible, is one of the greatest temporal blessings which God has bestowed upon the American speak- ing nations. It is our bounden duty to guard our language from everything that militates against its purity, from provincialisms, vulgarisms, slang, and flash phrases which are insidiously creeping into the colloquial dialect of the people. Uuless we do this our language will soon undergo serious deterioration. The pure in heart and life will sedulously cultivate purity of speech. Nothing better indicates mentat and moral worth than a chaste and pure conversa- tional style. In order to form this style, study dili- gently the writings of our standard authors, whose^ works have stood the test of time and are still popu- lar. Make their style your own. Eeject the ephem- eral trash, the mushroom literature of the day,3vhich panders to a depraved taste. Read it, and it will vitiate and enervate your style. In order to culti- vate the greatest purity of expression and to form a vigorous and chaste style, be a diligent student of the Bible. Its sublime conceptions, its ennobling themes, 30

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its pure morality, its simple, chaste, vigorous, and classic style, its wide range of subjects, will bestow upon those who study it diligently a liberal education, even though not conversant with any other volume, while he who is versed in all human lore, and is ig- norant of the sacred Scriptures, cannot compete with him who has made them a study. The greatest statesmen and most distinguished authors, both Eng- lish and American, read the Bible daily. One object they had in view was to improve their style, to ac- quire fluency and felicity of expression. Shakesjjeare was a student of the Bible, as his writings prove. Milton made it a daily study, John Quincy Adams, "the old man eloquent," was well versed in its sub- lime lore. Webster affirmed that he was more in- debted for his style to the Bible than to any other volume. Make the Bible a daily study; become iamiliar with its modes of thought and expression, and your style will be free from redundancy, mere- tricious adornment, slang, and vulgarity. It will be Correct, forcible, expressive. Every section of our Country has localisms, provincialisms, and incongrui- ties of speech peculiar to it. These should be care- fully avoided.

DUTY OF CHRISTIAN MINISTERS AND PEOPLE.

The passage of Scripture — "My kingdom is not of this world " (John xviii. 36) — is cited of late by political speakers, and by religious and secular pa- pers, to sliow that ministers must keep hands and

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tongues off the politics of the day. There never was a greater mistake and one leading to more disas- trous results to this or any other nation. This Scripture is Christ's answer to Pilate's question : " Art thou the king of the Jews ?" " Art thou a a king?" " Thou sayest that I am a king." " To' this end was I born, and for this cause came I into the world, that I should bear witness to the truth. Every one that is of the truth heareth my voice." Thus Christ confesses that he is king, but not of the order of Pilate or kings of this world. His king- dom is spiritual and eternal and sways a sceptre of universal dominion. " He does his pleasure in the armies of heaven and amongst the inhabitants of this world, there being none to stay his hand or say, what doest thou ? " " My kingdom," says Christ, " is not of this world." It is not of the same nature — it is spiritual, holy, just, good, and from heaven. The kingdoms of this world are froqa below, "out of the sea and of the earth." The kingdom of Christ is " within men " in the kingdoms of this world, and is the " salt of the earth," " the light of the world." He came to bear witness to tlie truth, that is to authoritatively declare and enjoin upon men the will of God as the infallil)le rule of faith and prac- tice, in the cluirch and state. There is no power but of him. " By me," he says, " kings rule and princes decree justice. By me princes rule and nobles; yea, all the judges of the earth."

It is impossible to separate religion and politics,

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that is the morals of civil government. God has

married them, and " what God has joined together

let not man put asunder." Religion is the chief

corner-stone of this Republic. All our monuments,

histories, orators, and ministers bear witness to that. • . . ....

Bishop Mcllvaine says : " The Christian religion is

recognized as the religion of this nation." Webster says : " There is nothing we look for with more certainty than this principle, that Christianity is a part of the law of the land." Jesus Christ the great King and Head of the church, and " commander and leader of the nations " of the earth, is ascended to heaven to intercede for men, but he has left behind him the ministers of the gospel and people of God as the spiritual leaders and commanders of the people. This great king says to his ministers: "Ye shall be witnesses of me in Jerusalem, Judea, Samaria, and to the uttermost parts of the earth." Ministers must in Christ's stead authoritatively declare his will. When governments among men become un- just and tyrannize over the people, or when they set in motion for the sake of gain, or spoils of office, some infernal machine that deprives the citizens of his natural, inherent, God-given rights — life, liberty, and happiness — then the ministers of the gospel as " solemn legates of the skies," must " thunder and lighten" every Sabbath, as John Adams says the ministers of Philadelphia did in 1774, or Rev. Jacob Trout on the eve of the battle of Brandywine. He cried " Soldiers, I look around upon your familiar

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faces with strange interest. To-morrow morning we go forth to battle. Need I tell you that your un- worthy minister will march with you, invoking the divine blessing of God's aid in the fight ? Need I exhort you to fight the good fight — to fight for your homes, and your wives and your children ?"

Says Dr. Spring : " That great event in the his- tory of the world, the American Revolution, never would have been achieved without the influence of the pulpit." " The Puritan preachers," says Lossing, " promulgated the doctrine of civil liberty. By de- grees their pulpits became the tribune of the people, and on all occasions the Puritan ministers were the bold asserters of that freedom which the American Eevolution established." The ministers of the Revolution were partisans, hateful partisans in the parlance of to-day. Says Thatcher, in his Military Journal, May, 1775: "The clergymen of New England are almost Avithout exception advocates of- Whig principles ; there are few instances only of the separation of a minister from his people in conse- quence of a disagreement in political sentiment. The Tories censure in a very illiberal manner the preacher who speaks boldly for the liberties of the people," etc. The tyranny of England was the overshadow- ing curse of that day.

What is the duty of the hour ? Let the 3,575,000 Christian voters, headed by their ministers, look out from among all the people the kind of men that God wants to rule over men under him — " Able men,

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such as fear God, men of truth, hating covetousness "; and walk up to the polls and elect them. The Christian element in this land has the balance of power, and woe unto them if they fail to use it properly. Where are the great nations of antiquity ? H^w did they fall ? By their own hands as national suicides. How shall we stay this nation on its course to ruin ? Strike down the drink traffic, Sabbath- breaking by great monopolies, and divide the public lands among their rightful owners.

Miss Saeah Hosiee.

the buening of columbia, s. c, in 1865.

Who burnt Columbia is a mooted question. Many of the citizens of Columbia say that their city was burnt by Gen. Sherman. Messrs. J. J. Knox and Dr. Witherspoon, of Sumter, S. C, made this state- ment to me : " Wade Hampton, when retreating be- fore Gen. Sherman, iired the public property belong- ing to the Confederacy, which he could not remove,, lest it should fall into the hands of the approaching Federal army. The buildings in which this property was stored, while 'burning, communicated the fire t» the city. Upon the arrival of Gen. Sherman and the surrender of the city to him, he made almost super- human efforts to save it from destruction, and all of the city that escaped owed its preservation to his clemency." ' •

Messrs. witherspoon and Knox had no doiibt that after Gen. Sherman's arrival some of his troops aided

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in promoting the conflagration, assisted by liberated Unionist prisoners. In confirmation of their state- ment they narrated this incident :

"In 1861, Mr. Lemuel Lorimer strongly animad- verted upon the secession of South Carolina, and de- clared himself to bean unconditional Unionist. Soon a mob, led by Gen. Adams, ex -governor of S. C, and other prominent citizens of Columbia, seized tho unfortunate Unionist, tied him to a post, and whipped him severely, after which they put upon him a coat of tar and feathers. Some one proposed to set him on fire. This was opposed by some, as he might rush into a store or some building and start a confla- gration. At this moment a northern bound train entered the depot. Gen. Adams suggested that it would be well to send him North, among congenial spirits, and thus have all their enemies in front. This suggestion was approved by the majority. Mr. Lorimer was unceremoniously hustled aboard the train. Some now proposed to shoot him, and drew their revolvers for this purpose, since their victim refused to recant. Fearing that the lives of others might be endangered, they refrained from shooting. They then ordered a negro to go to him and collect the fare. Mr. Lorimer said, 'Put your hand in my pocket and take the money, my hands are besmeared and tied together, so that it is impossible for me to comply with their demand.' The colored man, at thi instigation of the crowd, withdrew Mr. Lorimer's pocket-book, took from it ten dollars, and returned

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it. The train then started North, bearing this de- fenseless victim of Confederate wrath, who was indeed in a pitiable plight, but thankful to escape with life. " When Gen. Sherman entered Columbia, Mr. Lori- mer was an officer in his army. Mr. Lorimer's first enquiry after entering this doomed city was for Gen. Adams. He learned that he was not living. The others who had maltreated him were all put to death as soon as found. Not one was spared of those whom he remembered as guilty of the flagrant outrage upon his person. A life atoned for every lash he had re- ceived. A number of Unionists were incarcerated in prison in Columbia. They were under sentence of death. These the Federal army released. In their wrath they did not spare the burning city, but aided in its destruction. Mr. Lorimer, after destroying those who bad so horribly abused him for his loyal sentiments, burnt their dwellings, and this aided materially in extending the conflagration."

CHARLESTON, S. C, 1865.

Thy sanctuaries are forsaken now, Deep mold and moss cling to thy fretted towers, Deep rents and seams where struggling lichens grow And no sweet voice of prayer at vestal hour. But voice of screaming shot and bursting shell, Thy deep damnation and thy doom foretell. The fire has left a pile of broken walls. And night hags revel in thy ruined halls.

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MEMORIAL DAY — THE ADDRESS DELIVERED AT CHARITON, IOWA, BY REV. W. F. BARTHOLOMEW.

Soldiers and Fellow Citizens :

Toward the close of the war of the rebellion, the graves of some soldiers were visited by a few patri- otic Christian ladies, by whom they were strewed witli sweet spring flowers. It was a simple act, sug- gested by a womanly impulse, and they little thought they were doing a thing which would so soon become a national observance. Within a few years the cus- tom had become so widespread, that, in 1868, John A. Logan issued an order from the head-quarters of the Grand Army of the Republic, setting apart the 30th of May as a day to be thus observed through- out the nation, in honor of its dead. The order was soon ratified by many of the state legislatures, and by congress for the District of Columbia, making the day a legal holiday. In the spontaneous and widespread popularity of this Memorial Day, I see what is to me, full of hopefulness for the nation. I see a necessity for the sentiments which these com- memorations express, and which they tend to culti- vate. I am aware that there are those among us who affect contempt for what they choose to call "mere 'sentiment." But I insist that sentiment, so far from being a useless thing, is as important to us as rail- roads, or mines, or arms. The enthusiasms of the world are begotten, not by syllogisms, nor by statis- tics, but by what these people call sentiment.

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These sentiments are what make patriotism practical,, the raising of armies and navies possible. Without them we should be but selfish individuals, and the state Avould be impossible. Edward Everett, plead- ing for the completion of Bunker Hill monument, said, "I am asked, 'What good will this monument do?' And I ask, What good does anything do? What is good? I say that generous and patriotic sen- timents, sentiments which prepare us to serve our country, are good — good, humanly speaking, of the higlit'st order. It is good to have them, good to com- memorate them, good to encourage them." A coun- try that may one day need citizens who would die for it, had better encourage ■ the spirit of her who was willing to break the precious alabaster box of spike- nard, for the sake of a sentiment, than foster the spirit of her practical-minded critic, who so soon sold his Master for the price of a slave. The decoration of these graves then, I understand to be not merely a beautiful ceremony, but also an educator in the truest elements of American citizenship.

The impulse that called forth thi^ observance was not a new impulse, nor one peculiar to the American people, but an impulse as old as the heart of man. All civilized nations have in their own ways done honor to their illustrious dead. The early Egyptians embalmed their bodies and entombed them in costly sarcophagi, and with them the records of their glory. The early Greeks, and other ancient peoples, exalted their heroes, and worshiped them as gods. Many of

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them they associated with the stars of night, where some of the most brilliant constelUtions yet bear their names. The Greeks and Romans raised monumental pillars, and covered them with the names of those who lost their lives in battle. One of these monu- mental records has come down to our day, containing the names of the men who fell at Potidsea. We find in ancient Athens memorial rites very similar to our own . They reach as far back as the battle of Marathon. Their burial place was the Keramikus — the most charming suburb of Athens — which stood on the in- tersection of the great thoroughfares from east, south, and west. Here they buried their soldiers who had been brought home at the public expense ; and here they met annually to do them honor with offerings of flowers and orations 9f eulogy, much as we do to- day. Two of these funeral orations have come down to us^ — one from Lysias, and one from Pericles. That you may see how much the Greek heart and thought was like our own, I wish 'to quote a few sentences from the oration of Pericles. He says, "Before I praise the dead, I should like to point out by what principles of action we rose to power, and under what institutions and through what manner of life our nation became great." And in eulogy of the dead, he says, " Their loftiest praise has been already spoken ; for in magnifying the city I have magnified them, and men like them, whose virtues made her glorious. They ran away from the world of dis- honor; but oil the battle field their feet stood fast.

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And in an instant, at the height of their fortune, they passed away fjom the scene,- not of their fear, but of their glory." These words are as fit to be spoken here to-day, as in Athens twenty-five centuries ago.

Of all peoples, we can least afford to be unmindful of our nation's dead. It is therefore most fitting that here, amid the vernal glories of the opening year, we should turn aside from the rushing current of events, and from the thronging cares which our prosperity has brought upon us, and from our hearts do honor to the men whose death made this prosperity possi- ble. It is not enough that their heroic deeds are recorded in books of history.

" For though their names were graven on the sky, To be forever read by every eye,"

still the affection of a grateful, loving people would seek in some such way as this to give suitable ex- pression to the patriotic devotion it enkindles. No words of mine can fitly speak the eulogy demanded by this hour. And if eulogy were the whole duty of this occasion, it would seem to me more fitting that we should stand with bated breath and uncov- ered heads, about these graves, which appeal to us with a mute eloquence, more impressive far than speech.

But the observance of this day is not for the good or pleasure of those whose graves we have decorated with flowers. They are careless of the offerings we bring. They are heedless to the praises we utter above them.

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These ceremonies are not for their sakes, but for our own. The dead clamor not for Qur recognition, but we cannot afford to withhold it. When a nation be- comes negligent of its dead, that nation will soon be neglected by its living. When a people cease to glory in their past, there will probably be little worthy of glory in their future.

It is the purpose of this observance, not only to express patriotic gratitude and devotion, but also to quicken and intensify them. The palace walls at Versailles are hung with paintings representing all that is glorious and heroic in French history. One has said of them, " If I were emperor of the French, before I sent my soldiers to battle, I would march them through these galleries, and I think I should thus make them invincible." We stand in thought to-day before the heroism of the war. Let me point out some ways in which this occasion may be made to quicken and strengthen the patriotic sentiments of our people.

This memorial service revives memories of the war; Twenty-three years have passed since the close of the war ; so it has almost become an event of a past generation. These years have been to9 full of exciting events to allow men to live much- in the past. A look backward to the close of the war reveals to us the wonderful progress this nation has made in a quarter of a century. It would not be in place here to dwell upon the details of this progress ; but these have been years of activity, and not of re-

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flection on the past. Besides, those reminders of the war, at first so numerous, the maimed and crippled soldiers upon our streets, have become less and less frequent, as these enfeebled veterans have dropped into their graves before their time. The parents who sent sons to the war, are dead, or decrepit with age. The girls whose hearts went to the front with the " brave boys," are elderly matrons now, and the sol- dier's baby now has children of his own. A few among us to-day will cross these years by one leap of thought, and, neglectful of all the years have been, or brought to them, will live over again the days from '61 to '65 — the enlistment, the drill, the excite- ment of battle, the monotony of camp, and all the experiences of war which none can picture but he who has had them. These will come back to the soldier to-day as he stands by the graves of his comrades. Others will i-emember the loneliness when the boys had gone, the waiting for news, the suspense after battle, the reading long lists of names of killed and wounded, in search of one name, the anxiety for the boys in the hos])ital, or worse, in some southern prison. How these memories rush in upon us to-day — the waiting for news, the ebb and flow of feeling they brought, the peril of the situation, and the fears as to the outcome. Let us open wide the windows of our souls, and give these memories free play; and we shall be all the better for them.

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generation has come to manhood and citizenship since the war. A large majority of our people have no personal knowledge or recollection of its events. Among these are not less than two million voters. Very soon all the men who defended the nation, in its years of peril, will have dropped out of public life. Already the places of trust and power are passing into the hands of men who have paid no price for the nation's life. It has been thought that frequent times of peril are necessary to prevent the decay of patriotism. Rather let us keep our people so familiar with our past perils, that patriotism shall not die. A written history has never been found sufficient for any people. The Hebrews were re- quired, at each returning season, with sprinkled blood, and staff in hand, to eat the hasty meal of bitter herbs, and unleavened bread, thus re-enacting the ^scenes of that historic night when their fathers es- caped from Egyptian bondage. Jesus provided for the writing of the Gospels, yet at the last hour he insti- tuted a simple feast, saying, " Do this in remembrance ■of me." So the church and the state have found a necessity for these memorial occasions in the fact that most people learn history in no other way. When Israel was commanded to keep the Passover, this was assigned as one of its uses: " When your children ;shall say unto you, 'what mean ye by this service?' then ye shall say, ' It is the sacrifice of the Lord's Passover, who passed over the houses of the children ■of Israel in Egypt, when He smote the first-born and

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delivered our houses.' " Men are ever debtors to the past, for those inspirations which make great futures. As the eager Elisha, gazing after the receding chariot, caught the mantle of the ascending prophet; so by studiously regarding the past, we become heir to its spirit, and emulous of its achievement. Alexander the Great was fascinated by Homer's Iliad. When a boy, he slept with it under his pillow. When a young man he crossed the iEgean, and kneeling at the shrine of his illustrious ancestor, Achilles, he there gathered, we are told, his inspiration for his tour of Eastern conquest. So let America, year by year, gather her young men about the graves of her heroic dead, and there teach them the virtues that inspired their fathers in her time of peril. Tell them that 500,000 lives laid down, and as many more cut short by wounds and ill health, was the price paid for their peace and prosperity. Tell them of Shiloh and Vicksburg, of Gettysburg and the Wilderness, of Libby and Andersonville. If you would have men willing to die for their country in the future, you must let them see that the nation appreciates and honors those who have died for her in the past.

Let us learn here in the presence of these graves, how closely, and how necessarily, death and life are bound up together. There is no life that springs not forth from the darkness of death. Even these flowers, with which, as emblems of immortality, we have decorated these graves, were gathered from the sepul- fclier of last year's glory — this is the law of nature.

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The chariot wheels of civilization have ever been lubricated with human blood; and gory battle fields have ever been the waymarks of human progress — this is the law of civilization. Enter a yet higher realm. You hear him who is above all, say, " The hour is come that the Son of man shall be glorified." But how is he to be glorified? "Except a corn of wheat fall into the ground, and die, it abideth alone ; but if it die it bringeth forth much fruit." No truth is more historic than that of vicarious sacrifice — of some suffering, and dying, that others may live and be happy. " No man liveth unto himself, and no man dieth unto himself."

Let us learn, then, as another lesson of this hour, that unselfishness, and generous public spirit are the conditions and measure of our usefulness — that, be- ing such debtors to the past, we have no right to live selfish lives — that he who does not contribute to the common weal, as he has received from it, goes to his. grave a defaulter in trusts more sacred than funds and stocks. The debt we owe to the past, we are to pay to the future. Already, hands are stretched out to us, authorized to receive God's per cent on the blessings we enjoy.

" Not to ourselves are we living;

Not to ourselves do we die. Freely receiving and giving,

Soul after soul inarches by. Parts of one mighty procession,

Stretching from Eden's first dawn,

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On through long curves of progression,

'Til in the future 'tis gone — Gone from earth's ken, past heart-beat and breath

Into the life that is miscalled death."

No memorial service for the dead can be sincerely observed •which does not more deeply impress us with the sacredness of the trusts they have left to our keeping. True honor to the dead soldier is closely bound up with conscientious fidelity to his surviving comrades. They are among us, maimed, crippled, sightless, bearing all sorts of disabilities as the result X)f their service in the war. As they drop into their ■graves from these disabilities, Ave deem them worthy of like honor to those who died in battle. Far more pleasing to them shall be the tokens of recognition and reward that are ministered to them while they are living, than honors when they are dead. It has been said that "Westminster Abbey and monumental Greenwood are the world's atttempt to atone by honors to the dead, for wrongs to the living." Let not Decoration Day come into this condemnation. There are those participating in these ceremonies who will live into a generation which shall regard with peculiar reverence the surviving soldier of the Avar of the rebellion. Are they Avorthy of less honor be- cause not now objects of curiosity? All honor then to these brave veterans who are still among us, as connecting links between the present and the past; and as one by one they go" to join their comrades in the " silent land," may men arise to take their f)laces,

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who will be as brave and true to the future as they have been to the past.

But our heroic dead have bequeathed to us a trust more sacred still — more sacred to us than their mem- ories or their comrades, as it was more sacred to them than their lives. If these dead soldiers could speak to us from their graves, I think they would say, " We are not so careful that you should perpetuate our names, as that you shall guard the nation's honor for which we fought. We are not so much concerned that you should cherish our memories, as that you shall cherish the principles for which we laid down our lives." There is cause for rejoicing in that the bitterness and animosity engendered by the war is so rapidly disappearing, and that we seem to be ap- proaching a national unity, never yet realized in the history of this country. Yet this very fact imperils the principles which were at issue during the war. I honor the bravery of the men who fought against us. I believe most of them were honest in their convictions. Yet we must remember that neither honesty in embracing convictions, nor bravery in de- fending them, can make men's convictions right, or their principles true. Passions cool, prejudices change with situation, men die, and are forgotten ; but truths and principles are apart from all these, and do not die or change. A man's honesty may be sufficient apology for his espousal of a cause, but it does not make that cause right or excusable.

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Trojans resisted a siege of ten years, and then fell before the stratagem of the wooden horse. It has been said that " Peace hath its victories, not less re- nowned than war." It has also its emergencies not less perilous, and its defeats not less disastrous. Let us beware, lest the scheming politician, in his selfish lust for place and gain, shall deceive us into a sur- render of that which an armed host was unable to wrest from us. A nation, so valiant upon the battle field should stand invincible against every foe — upon the moral and political field as well as on the fields of war.

I do not forget that the spirit and sentiments for which I am now pleading are so well guarded and emphasized by the two distinguished societies under whose auspices we have met to-day — the Grand Army of the Republic and the Woman's Relief Corps, The honorable place which public opinion has ac- corded these societies shows how widely the popular heart responds to these sentiments. I only ask the perpetuity of these conditions, and we shall thus ren- der permanent the fruits of the war.

At the close of the war, when the armies of the rebellion had surrendered, it was well known that the surrender did not carry with it the feeling of dis- loyalty among the southern people. At that moment a vexing problem presented itself to thoughtful men — how can a people so divided in their convictions, convictions intensified by the sacrifices of war, ever again become so united in heart as to be in fact one

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people? We now stand far enough from the war to foresee the solution of this problem. One evening, while the two armies were facing each other across the Eappahannock, the military bands on each side of the river were rendering their favorite national airs. When the Confederate bands played "Dixie," the southern soldiers cheered. Then the Union bands played "Hail Columbia," and the Union army cheered. After the bands had thus answered each other back and forth, some band began playing " Home Sweet Home." As soon as the tune was detected, all the bands joined, and when it was fin- ished both armies together set up a shout that made the valleys ring. This is a picture of the way in which this problem is being solved. Not by accusa- tion, reply, and rejoinder, but by the timely on-com- ing of issues and enterprises, aj^art from the matters in dispute, and of common interest to both sections of the country. With the return of peace came a time of unparalleled activity.

Vast and fertile domains invited settlement ; great commercial and manufacturing enterprises sprang into existence; marvelous inventions with surprising rapidity revolutionized the mechanical agencies of the country. A new generation has come to the front identified with these new conditions, rather than with the old. In this I find both explanation and prophecy of the fast approaching unification of the two, once hostile sections ol this country. You have but to recur to history, to be reminded how

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differently other conditions might have affected us. You know how strifes of far less moment have pro- tracted their bitterness through centuries. You know how the petty feuds between the Scottish clans were passed as cherished heirlooms from one gener- ation to another. When I consider the character of the issues which divided the North and South, and produced the war, the long period through which they were matured and strengthened, and the tenacity with which they were fought over, it is not so surpris- ing to me that there have been some displays of the old-time bitterness, since the war, as that there have been so few of them. I find cause for rejoicing aud confidence in the fact that twenty-three years have done so much to cool the passions and unite the hearts of the old combatants.

If we turn away from this observance with a higher appreciation of what this nation has cost, and hence, of what it is worth, with a deeper sense of our indebtedness to the past, and so of our responsibility to the future, and with a truer purpose to act well our part, this day will not have been spent in vain.

There is a land of every land the pride. Beloved by heaven o'er all the world beside, Where brighter sans dispense serener light, And milder moons imparadise the night. Oh, thou shalt find howe'er thy footsteps roam That land thy country, and that land thy home.

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MEMORIAL SERMON.

The following memorial sermon was delivered by Eev. W. F. Slocum, pastor of the Bethany Baptist church, of Wooster, on Sunday morning, May 30, 1886, on which occasion Given Post, JSTo. 133, G. A. E., and Hancock Camp, No. 100, Sons of Veterans, were present in a body :

Luke xvi. 7: " And how much owest thou ? "

THE DEBT OF THE LIVIXG TO THE DEAD.

For the most part I shall confine my remarks to that subject made so significant by the return of this season of the year, viz. — " The debt we owe to the departed heroes of our country."

The relation of the living to the dead is one of large and various meaning. We are the heirs of all the generations gone. We inherit their works, their examples, as we do their names and dwelling- places. We are their successors. We are here to reap that which we have not sown; other men have had conflicts and labors and we are entered into their labors. Tliey prepared for us largely the conditions and pursuits of the lives we are enjoying to-day. We are their pupils. They teach us grand lessons of both humility and of cour- age ; for we learn of them both how small and how great we are. Lying, in the dust with which our ,own is soon to be mingled, they rebuke our pride ; yet they save us from a feeling of nothingness and

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from brutish views of life by reminding us of the

dignity, the indestructible worth, and the undying

jDOwer of every good and earnest deed. From the

heavenly heights they send us down sweet messages

of cheer, as we toil along the journey of our brief

day.

" Mortal," they softly say, "peace to thy heart ! We, too, yes, mortal, have been as thou art ; Hope-lifted, doubt-depressed, seeing in part. Tried, troubled, tempted, sustained as thou art."

This relation signifies obligation to them. We are their debtors ; and that not only in an account that cannot be paid, but also in duties that we can render. It is to perform one of these duties that you are now gathered here, and will visit the silent city of the dead to-morrow.

Our obligations to those whose grayes we shall to- morrow visit and crown with garlands of honor is peculiar. It arises from the fact that they volun- tarily laid down their lives in the public cause. It appeals to us all as citizens and as patriots. They died for us, and their dying was the cost of benefits we live to partake. It requires us to guard their names from oblivion, and to make the story of their sacrifice, as a power in the world, perpetual. And while the whole nation is sacredly bound to do this, it is especially fitting that you, their comrades, should be foremost in the work. For in an especial manner you were in fellowship with these heroes ; yes, and are in fellowship with them still. To you

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they will always be what they cannot be to any who were not permitted to share with them, as you did, the days, and scenes and experiences that made you comrades. You feel that the glorious fraternity of the camp, the march, the battle, the trenches, the vigils that wearied out the stars,. is not one that can be dissolved by death, and that those of your own companions in war who have halted and lain down in the bivouac no earthly trumpet can disturb, are yet of you, and so forevermore will be !

But appropriate as is the tribute of tender and sacred recollections, which we are to pay their mem- ory . now, it is by no means the only tribute they claim at our hearts and hands as the most precious. It does not discharge our full obligations. There is something far more binding upon us than this or any similar act of fidelity. If we would truly honor these illustrious dead we must gird up our loins in a strong purpose to see to it that their work for the world and humanity does follow them ; else we are not worthy to call them our saviours, still less to survive them. Though year after year, for all the future, we strew their graves with flowers ; though we carve their names in the imperishable stone; though immortal words embalm their deeds, all will be hollow and empty and insufficient unless we take up their fallen mantle to wear it sacredly — a high and solemn trust — till we, too, go the way of all the earth. The tremendous facts that surround every life are enough to make it earnest, but here an

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especial inspiration, one of the strongest ihat can be sent upon man, is given to stir us to noble intensity in action. It is the inspiration which comes from the tliought that these men and comrades — the most beloved sons of a great republic — poured their blood on liberty's altar as an atonement for transgressions against humanity, and that a nation might be saved. The Spai'tan band of Leonidas at the Pass of Ther- mopylse were not more heroic and self-sacrificing; Curtius, who leaped into the yawning gulf to save with his own life his nation's life, was not more daring. Do we not owe them, therefore, the hom- age we so willingly render to-day, and much more beside. They were not only patriotic and brave and daring, but they were martyrs also. The support- ers of a religion gave their lives for a principle. These martyrs of patriotism gave their lives for an idea. It was the grand idea of American nation- ality that inspired them to sacrifice, and transformed them from peaceful citizens into patriotic heroes. Their language to us to-day is, " Hear us, ye living comrades, who so lately pressed our hands ! and you neighbors, friends, and citizens of this great Repub- lic! We died while the blood was leaping in the pulses of our prime. It is due us that in you our hope shall be fulfilled. We suffered ; let your steps never falter in the face of trial. We laid our young heads down ; we gave our lives ; give yours freely, wholly, purely, to the defence of that which is noble, worthy, and right. You owe it to us and also to

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yourselves, and to your God, to complete the work which we have begun. Bending from the Jieavens above as they plead with us to-day to be faithful and good citizens, to be just, yet merciful ; to put aside all hatred and uneharitableness, to guard our liber- ties with holy zeal, and always to remember at how great a cost the nation kept its liberty.

Ignoble, thrice ignoble, shall we be if we are found to care for ease, fearful of hardship. We shall dis- honor their memories if we prove faithless to their example. Let us then dedicate ourselves to the un- finished work they have thus far so nobly carried on. Let us honor their memories by an increased devotion to the cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion. Let us highly resolve that the dead shall not have died in vain.

And know this, that if the spirit which moves us to strew the hero's grave with floral offerings is as perishable as the flowers themselves, the offerings will prove of little permanent value to the living or the dead. The memorial service of any year will be a most shameless, wanton mockery, if our souls are not filled with that high and holy resolve which in- spired them. The dead, with stout hearts, fought with patriotic zeal while in life against their coun- try's foes — against the enemies of liberty and hu- manity.

I repeat, we shall dishonor their memories if we prove faithless to their example.

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battle, or they died more slowly of wounds, want, or disease in hospital or prison, their country remained a great beacon light of liberty — the last hope of free- dom to the oppressed.

We chant the story of their greatness by singing to the world of the deeds accomplished, successes gained, and the results obtained through their per- sonal sacrifices.

But for the uncounted number of the dead and their living comrades, the government of the people, by the people, and for the people, would have per- ished from the earth. The great Webster said : " No age will come in which the American Revolution will appear less than it is — one of the greatest events in human history." The second war for freedom when measured by the principles at issue, the numbers en- gaged, the battles fought, the blood spilled, the lives lost, the supreme moral grandeur of the final tri- umph, and the glory incident to the results attained, strips all semblance of prophecy from the statement that no age will come in which the recent great Amer- ican Rebellion will appear less than it is — the great event in human history.

There are before me men (and women, too) who have seen rebellion face to face — have seen it in its power and might ; have witnessed it in its first blush of defiance and hope ; have seen it in exulta- tion of temporary success and joy ; have seen its sul- len perseverance and strength; have seen it in desperation and despair ; have seen it in its final

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overthrow and destruction. Yea, they have beheld more — they have seen the black national crime of human slavery, the prime cause of the rebellion, wiped out forever and rendered no longer possible under the mantle of our free constitutional govern- ment. They have witnessed both civilization and Christianity move forward and ascend higher. The rebellion was not all an evil if we garner well and preserve the good fruits born of the victories won both on the field of battle and in the forum of leg- islation.

But for the Eebellion and its defeats we should still have a country, one-half of which would be teeming with millions of God's people wearing the yoke and galling fetters of slavery under the name of consti- tutional liberty. But for the Eebellion, liberty to these millions would still be a lying mockery.

But for the Rebellion, there would have been a dominant part of the citizens of our Republic who would have continued to disobey the divine com- mand : " In the sweat of thy face shalt thou eat bread ; " and they would Jbe yet engaged in eating bread earned by the sweat of the face of their unfor- tunate and still untutored black brethren.

But for the Rebellion, civilization and Christianity would have stood still in at least one-half of the territory of this Union. But for the complete over- throw of the Rebellion, two flags would have floated over the inhabitants of a divided country, and at least one new nation would have been in being, hav-

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ing for its primal object the preservation and perpet- uation of human slavery. Truly may it be said :

" O, Dot in vain our martyrs sighed And not in vain our heroes died."

Keeping in view the importance and sublimity of the recent great struggle, as viewed in the light of the present, let us assume to plant ourselves in the afternoon of the next century, and observe, not so much the events as the results of the war. In doing this we must assume that reasonable progress in re- finement, the arts, and christian civilization will continue.

The historian of that day, in the light of such progress, will accurately measure the effect of the triumphs, and justly judge of the deeds done and the men who participated in them.

Then the true distinction between patriotism and disloyalty will be made ; then those who have believed or now believe in or excuse human slavery will be properly classified ; then those who fought against slavery and for universal constitutional liberty will be awarded the true patriot's place.

While it may be for this generation to forgive those who assailed the free institution of a govern- ment of the people, it will be for him to portray the truth of history and honor those who unfurled their banners in the cause of liberty.

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^'beacon of liberty" to all mankind. Then lisp- ing infants will be tuught to chant the story of their fame. Then will be depicted in glowing colors the long suffering, lofty purposes, heroic bearing, and noble spirit of those who fell doing battle in freedom's <xiuse.

" That cause in which we waved the sword on high, And swore with her to live, for her to die."

This is not a fitting occasion to utter words of re- proach of the living or the dead ; nor is it proper to ignore the broad distinction between the patriot and traitor. The misguided dead who then fell fighting for disunion and slavery may be spoken of tenderly ; aIso the living who fought in the same cause, who when Appomattox came, in good faith accepted the verdict rendered. Mercy and charity deman4, this XQUch but no more. A tribute to bravery alone is idle and empty. Heroic deeds of bravery and daring, to be commended, must be coupled with patriotism, love •of country, or some achievements in the interest of humanity. Men who merit honor and commemora- tion when dead, achieve success and perform deeds ■of valor and renown in a good and holy cause.

Devotion to sound principle and good works in peace or war commands the approbation of the wise ^nd good. Those who fought and fell for national integrity and freedom and equality of all men before the law will be loved and adored through all time.

Had the French Marshal Moreau fallen at Ho- ienlinden at the head of a French army^ and not at

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Dresden, fighting with the combined despotisms of his country's enemies against France and for her dis- memberment, he would have had a nation of people to honor and adore his name and perpetuate his fame.. Had Arnold fallen at Saratoga and been spared his fall at West Point, his bravery and renown would have been placed alongside of Warren and other distinguished patriot dead of the war of the Revolu- tion.

Had Jeiferson Davis fallen at Buena Vista he would have been spared a traitor's fame and the humiliation of Irwinsville, and his name would have been registered among the lovers of his country. Had Robert E. Lee paid the penalty of devotion to his country at Mexico's capital he would have been remembered in future years as one who never deserted his country's flag in the hours of her greatest peril."

In our late war there was a distinction between the living who fought for and those who fought against the Union, and death does not obliterate it. He who sought the Nation's ruin is not equal in our hearts with him who staked all in her defense.

We have spoken thus of the dead, their achieve- ments, their honor, their true glory, and rendered to them a full meed of praise, in order that with gar- lauds of love and devotion we may crown their labors and draw new inspiration from their life and heroic death.

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patriots in times of peril is essential to the preserva- tion and perpetuation of the results of their grand achievements. We, the living, are called upon by the same high obligation to preserve and perpetuate the results of these achievements as were the dead in their time called upon for their accomplishment.

When danger threatens we should imitate their high example.

Imbued with their patriotism, their love of consti- tutional liberty and the spirit of nationality, let us transmit these qualities to our posterity.

Memory with averted face turns sadly back to a hundred battle fields, and as I recall (as best one can who took no active part therein) how the dead came trooping back with gory locks and faces marble white, to reinspire our hearts with courage for the doing of the right. How the curtains of their low green tents, open out'^vard, heedless of Whittier's sweet verse; and surrender up their precious charge ! I see them, now, their immortal raiment on, and mingling in our- prayers and tears ; they bid you keep alive in your hearts no malice and hatred toward the erring, but unfailing faith in the power of truth to prevail. As ihey were true and faithful in the days of sacrifice^, they bid you to be true and faithful in the day of a new consecration. As they died, so Ihey ask us to live, that the continent may bloom with an ampler freedom, and the age unfold a higher civilization.

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ers that you will scatter on the hero-brother's grave will fade and mingle with the sod they cover, their beauty and fragrance lost to sight and sense. Soon the sun will gild new scenes, another "Decoration Day" with all its sweet recollections will have gone. Its story told, and its sacred page securely clasped forever.

As the work of love and devotion closes with the morrow's sun, and we turn again for another year to the common duties of life with renewed pledges and devotion to our country filling our hearts, let us re- member that our Nation, though proud and mighty among the nations of the world, is the only truly free Republic to which the oppressed of all lands turn their eyes, and also to remember that to perpetuate this love and devotion to freedom is our great calling.

In the discharge of this duty you will be called upon to enter other battle fields than those where duty called in 1861. Fields where new dangers are to be faced and few worldly inspirations to urge you to victory. Battle fields where the soldier fights single- handed, alone, in the dark, with an invisible enemy, an enemy whose strength he has not measured, but fears it may be greater than his own. Such battles are most dreadful.

Battles where blood is shed are but comparatively rare occurrences in the world's history, but these bloodless battles, in which hearts struggle and break, or else, sustained by an unfaltering trust in the Great Commander, gain victories, are a continuous

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succession. Every day sees such battles. Never a night falls in which myriads are not drawn out in contest. Without are fightings, within are fears.

The character of the enemies to be met on these new battle fields is known to you all. The world, the flesh, and the devil, the fascinations and allurements; that lie about us, float in the atmosphere, lurk in the' darkness, gleam in the sunshine, "the world"; the impulses, passions, and habits that dwell in the flesh ; the wicked thoughts, the false reasoning, the empty hopes that are put into the mind by the father of lies and of devils — these are the desperate enemies which one has to meet.

There is no such thing as going on toward heaven and God without meeting them. Diabolians, they watch the entrances to the King's highway. They dog the steps of the King's servants. They shoot their arrows, sometimes at random, sometimes well aimed, at those who are struggling upward.

Face to face here to-day I know that every earnest soul wants to learn how to conquer these enemies, and you ask me, if I know anything about it, to tell you; for you have had your struggles, and are still having them. i

Where is the armory in which I can find the weapons to overcome these giants?

When David was going out to meet Goliath of Gath, Saul, the king, put on him his own helmet and coat of mail and girded his great sword upon the boy's thigh, but the shepherd lad said, " I cannot go

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with these." He went without them, saying to the boastful giant, "I come to thee in the name of the Lord of Hosts, this day will the Lord deliver thee into mine hand; and I will smite thee, and take thine liead from thee." And he did it.

Victor Hugo, after describing the battle of Water- loo, makes this comment upon Wellington's victory : "Was it possible that Napoleon should win this battle? We answer no? Why? Because of Wel- lington? Blucher? No! Because of God — Napo- leon had been impeached before the Infinite and his fall was decreed. He vexed God." This the reply of faith to that sneer of self-confidence, " God favors the heaviest battalion," audit is more than that. ItisPaul's declaration over again, " Thanks be unto God which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ."

In this thrilling sentence we find the answer to your soul's anxious question. God can give, and has given, the victory to those who give themselves to Him and who put their trust in him. Believe it and take therefrom the comfort and encouragement you need !

The graves of our dead heroes a'emind us that there is. an end to our mortal life. Tlien are we summoned to bring the treasures we have harvested and lay them at the Great Commander's feet. Every talent must be surrendered up, and the increase we have made, and out of the ground of sloth and sin must we dig every napkin wherein we have foolishly hid away any gift. With saddened countenance the dissipated

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prodigal will wander back from his husks and swine, and from his plenteous acres the faithful husbandman will go ladeu with bountiful sheaves.

No one will theu sorrow that he manfully walked the path of duty, though he trod with torn and bloody feet.

Be ours the way, thorny as it may be, that leads us to an immortal crown. Be ours the way, though it leads straight through Gethsemanc's garden, and past Calvary's Cross, that gives us the Great Com- mander's plaudit — " Well done !" To-day, men and women who seek the Eternal City, behold a lofty pile, which covers many a rod of earth, and lifts its lofty dome high in air, beneath whose glittering cross worshipers reverently bow their heads and offer up their silent prayers of old; mighty genius, gathering the stone from the quarry, and fitting them into form, wrought out its beauteous proportions, and treading the city's busy streets he caught the models where- with to fresco the fabric's towering walls. Changing the beggar into a giant, and the flower-girl into an angel, his brush fastened them forever on dome and ceiling ; and there they stand, their radiant beauty grateful to eyes that wander from every quarter of the habitable earth. And there that venerable pile, caught up from neighboring fields, will remain, to astonish and delight as generations come and go. But above and about us towers a national character (a nobler Vatican or St. Peter's than Raphael's brush could paint or Angelo's genius plan), lifting high its

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mighty dome and spreading wide its arches, the crea- tures of no one time or age. In the building of this we each have a part, a duty to perform. Out of the common events of our common lives, out of the con- flicting passions and emotions God puts into human hearts, out of the thoughts and desires He puts in human brains, what pictures may we not paint, beautiful evermore in the sight of man, and grateful to the eye of Him who paints the meadow with its loveliness, and inspires the genius who uses the brush and the chisel ?

Long centuries ago in that city made holy by the feet of Him who brought glad tidings, there arose, as if by magic, the temple built by the Danite widow's skillful son. Away off on Lebanon's shaded sides the rough woodman swung his ax. Along Joppa's wild castles the raftsman plied his heavy oar. In deep caverns the mystic craftsman squared his huge blocks of stone, and up the rugged pathway sweating oxen bore the trophies of the Hebrew Mecca. So in solemn silence the temple daily grew until the fame thereof spread around the world. In this way goes on the Nation's life. Your character and mine, the work we do in our several places, the lives we live in lofty mountain air or by lowly river, the characters we form out of the wood or stone, are all but parts in the great mosaic of our country's temple wall. Oh, let us then seek to build into that structure the material that shall outlast the ages, knowing that this is the debt we owe those who purchased

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with their lives the blessings vfi «s citizens to-day enjoy.

" When the long years have rolled slowly away, E'en to the dawn of earth's funeral day, When at the Archangel's trumpet and tread, Else up the faces and forms of the dead ; When the great world its last judgment awaits, When the blue sky shall swing open the gates, And our long columns march silently through, Past the great Captain for final review. Then from the blood that has flowed for the right Crowns shall spring upward, untarnished and bright. Then the glad ears of each war-martyred son Proudly shall hear the glad tidings—" Well done.''

Galesbueg, Knox Co., III., June 21, 1888. Mev. John H.Aughey, Mountain Top, Luzerne Co., Pa.: Dear Sir — Yours of recent date was received in due course of mail. I am glad to hear from you. I was at a soldiers' reunion two years ago, and while there met our old friend and fellow-prisoner, Alex- ander Spear, of Ellisville, Fulton Co., 111. I Avas very glad to meet him, as we had not met before since we were paroled. I have forgotten whetl\er I told you what General Jordan said to me when he came into prison the morning of your escape. He came up to me as I stood on the floor. He said, " How did that preacher get away ? What do you know about his escape?" I did as the rest of the prisoners did. I denied knowing anything about your escape, either as to the time of it, or the man-

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ner by which it was effected. He said, "God Al- mighty helped him gel away, for no living white man could." After studying a minute he said, " Did you render him any aid in liberating him from the chain?" I replied, "I am not God Almighty." ' He then rejoined the officers. They sent out two •companies of cavalry with blood-hounds, with strict orders to leave you wherever they found you.

Please present my kind regards to your wife and family. I think of you and your wife often. You, as you were standing in the center of Tupelo prison, declaring that you will run past the guards and take the risk of making your escape, or die in the at- tempt, which you said you would prefer to the cer- tainty of death on the scaffold in a few days ; and her, overwhelmed with sorrow at your prolonged absence. I am now very busy at work for the city. How terrible is war. As my mind reverts to the past, I almost feel like saying with Cowper —

" Arms through the vanity and brainless rage Of those that bear them, in whatever cause, Seem most at variance with all moral good, And incompatible with all serious thought."

An offensive war is always wrong. A war in de- fense of country and liberty alone is justifiable. Please answer at your earliest convenience.

Your sincere friend and fellow-prisoner,

John J. DeGrummond. Late Private Co. C, 47th Regt., 111. Vol. Inf.

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p. S. — Howell Trogdon, our fellow-prisoner at Tupelo, wrote me that when you were pastor of the Fairmount church in Saint Louis, Mo., he lived near you, and saw you almost every day. Trogdon held the guard, seated on the threshold of our prison, in conversation while you made your final escape.

Can you give me Trogdon's address? I have some good news to write him. Yours truly,

JoHX J. DeGrummond.

THE PUEITY OF THE BALLOT.

The revelations which have been made in the course of the last two weeks in the tally-sheet-forgery trials at Indianapolis and Columbus, in addition to the disclosures which startled the country as they were brought out in the trial of similar cases in Chicago not very long since, should arouse a public sentiment that will no longer tolerate such iniquities. Too long have the American people permitted the great crime of tampering with the ballot box to go • unpunished. Treason has been pronounced the highest offense that can be committed against a gov- ernment; its aim is, not to cripple or embarrass the ' ruling power, but to overthrow it ; the traitor strikes ' at the very life of the government. In a republic ' like our own, where the will of the people constitu- tionally expressed is the supreme law, he who by force or fraud sets aside and defeats that will is guilty of this very crime. He has substituted creatures of his own choosing in seats of authority, to make or

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execute our laws, instead of those whom the sover- eign power had selected. The penalty attached to treason in every civilized country is death; and if there be no other way of effectually preventing all tampering with the ballot, this crime should be sim- ilarly punished.

If this seems to any one too severe a penalty, let him reflect upon the peril in which such criminals might involve our country. Suppose that in the presidential election next November, it should be clearly established that the successful candidate owed that success to fraud in the returns, or violence in preventing a free ballot, is it to be supposed that the defrauded party would quietly submit to a pal- pable outrage upon their rights? On the contrary there is every reason to fear that we might be once more embroiled in the horrors of internal strife, not sectional but partisan in its character. Surely the miscreants who for their own vile purposes would coolly occasion the crisis that might lead to such a calamity, should themselves be put beyond the power of ever committing such a crime again. — Herald and Presbyter, Cincinnati, O.

There is no danger now that the sentiment of pa- triotism will fail in the hearts of the American peo- ple. How suddenly in the hour of need it arose ! How it swelled from unsuspected fountains ! The wisest statesman, the most sagacious politician did not predict nor suspect the possibility of such a surge^

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It came with a Bay of Fundy sweep and speed ! Nay, more marvelous than that. It was akin rather to an earthquake we read of sometimes in a tropic country. Just at the outbreak of treason, there was, as you. know, a strange stillness in the air, heavy and oppressive. The sea was listless. The beaches were bare. It seemed as though mammon worship had paralyzed manhood. And then the vol- canic moment came, the rumble, the roar, the up- heaval of the very bed of the sea under the flame of the country's maddened heart. And the billow rose — the moral billow — along the line of a continent, and it rolled from that calm ocean, dark, massive, sublime, till its edge whitened with sacred wrath, and the track of its tremendous dash is marked by the broken forts, the flying hosts, the submerged banners of the rebellion. Disloyalty to the imperial republic will never care to tempt the anger of that sleeping deep. — Rev. W. J. Day, Ashley, Pa., from Decoration Day address, 1888.

My country, if a wretch should e'er arise Out of thy countless sons who would curtail Thy freedom, dim thy glory — while he lives May all earth's people curse him for, for all Hast thou secured the blessing — and if one Exist who would not arm for liberty, Be he too cursed living, and when dead Let him be buried downward, with his face Looking below, and o'er his coward grave Let no fragrant flowers e'er be strewn.

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FACTS FOR THE CHURCH TO THINK OVER. BY

RICHARD H. ALLEN, D.D., PITTSBURG, PA.

First. — The sad and helpless condition of the freed- men, growing as it did out of slavery, lies at our door. The negroes in God's providence were brought to our country, and we enslaved them. American slavery was instituted and created by the American government and sanctioned by the American Church, at the very time, too, that we were persuading our- selves and proclaiming to other nations of the earth that all men by nature "are free and equal." In God's providence they were brought here, and when they asked for bread we gave them a stone, and when they asked for fish we gave them a scorpion.

Second. — Their illiteracy lies at our door. By law we closed every avenue of intellectual improve- ment. The man who dared to teach them to read was liable to imprisonment, fines, or stripes. We thus legalized illiteracy.

Third. — The want of a true morality, their want of virtue and low estimate of the sacredness of the mar- riage tie, lie at our door. We gave them in marriage, but there was not a legal marriage among them — not a marriage recognized as legal by Church or state; and yet with these loose marriages we took them into the Church and admitted them to the Lord's table. For all this God will hold us responsible, and before it is too late let us right the wrong as far as we can.

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races. In the face of a wretched race-prejudice they are making their way to prosperity, intellectually and physically. In the state of Georgia alone they own 583,000 acres of land. They are paying taxes on $91,000,000 worth of property, and are printing and publishing 109 newspapers.

Remember that the negro is a man, with a man's instincts, a man's passions and powers. He has shown and maintained his manhood on eighty-three battle-fields, which were stained with his blood in our great civil war. Help him to assert his manhood still further, if by worthy behavior he can win a place or position of honor and trust. Do not turn away from him because God has been pleased to give him a darker skin than yours. Give him a brother's hand, and bid him God-speed in his efforts for a higher and nobler life. He is a man, and we beg you give him a man's chance, and he will take care of himself, and he will help you take care of the Church and the nation.

THE SOUTHERN UNIONIST.

" Faithful found Among the faithless, faithful he Among innumerable false, unmoved, Unshaken, unseduced, unterrified Hig loyalty he kept, his love, his zeal, Nor numbers nor example vrith him wrought To swerve from truth, or change his constant mind

Though single."

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THE KU-KLUX. — THE STORY OF CAPTAIN ROBERT W. BOONE.

Facts about the Ku-Klux and their outrageous doings startle us most when they come to us in the shape of a personal narrative. When a reliable man can say, " I have seen these things," and can give every incident of events that have only been outlined in the newspapers, his evidence becomes interesting to the people.

Perhaps no man is better qualified to speak of the secret societies of the South, their nature, their aims, and their doings than Captain Robert W. Boone, now in this city. This will appear if we glance at his career, certainly one of the most remarkable shaped by the war and by the events which followed in the South.

Capt. Boone is a native of North Carolina, and a great-grandson of Daniel Boone. He was about fifteen years of age when the Carolinas seceded, and he made his mark by tearing dowp a rebel flag which had been raised by his brother, a captain in the Confederate service. Encouraged by his mother, he stood firm in his course as a Union man, left the state, made his way to Kentucky, and in a few weeks entered the secret sei-vice of the United States army — a department that became so famous and so useful in the army operations in Kentucky and Tennessee.

The old Boone instinct made this boy a good scout, a good pilot, and a good spy. So efficient was he that after the siege of Knoxville he was made captain,

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with head-quarters at Knoxville. He operated with his organization or command in East Tennessee, Western North Carolina, Northern .Georgia, and South Carolina.

He was captured seven times, and was sentenced to be shot at Salisbury, N. C, in 1862. He scaled the walls of the prison, however, and though shot through the body, escaped. In 1863 he was captured by Wheeler, and was sentenced to be hung at Ash- ville, N. C. Again he escaped.

During these eight years of service he belonged to -eight different Confederate regiments, serving a part of the time as a private, and part of the time as a commissioned officer, and gaining much valuable in- formation. He, of course, had many adventures, and came out with many wounds. He was known then as Charlie Davis, and hundreds of Union officers, piloted by him to the Union lines, rescued by his command from rebel guards or prisons, have good <;ause to remember him with grateful feelings*

After the war Capt. Davis (Boon?) came North, but went to South Carolina in 1869 to organize the detective force of the state. It becoming evident that there was a secret organization of rebel sympa- thizers, against which the legitimate government could make little headway, Capt. Boone disappeared from South Carolina and appeared in Georgia as a cotton buyer from North Carolina, rebel in sympathy, and violent in his talk against the tyranny of the ^Federal government. He joined the order then

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known as the White Brotherhood, whose declared object was the protection of the widows and orphans of deceased rebel soldiers, and whose platform in- cluded the banding together of all sympathizers of the Lost Cause for the advancement of personal and political interest. The society, which it was said had organized in Washington, numbered at that time 834,000 members, including all the rebel sympathiz- ers in the South — merchants, lawyers, farmers, trad- ers, mechanics. Hostility to negroes showed itself in violence and outrage, and even the leaders of the organization admitted that in this way only could they intimidate the blacks. Possessing himself of all the signs, passwords, etc., Capt. Boone returned to South Carolina to put the denials of such an or- ganization in that state to the test. He traveled ex- tensively, was recognized everywhere as a member of the order, and saw all their plans and aims from behind the scenes. The society adopted the name Ku-Klux to frighten the negroes, and the reckless men of the order perpetrated outrages that were never mentioned in print. During the years of '69 and '70, ninety-three cold blooded murders were perpe- trated in South Carolina alone. Hundreds of negroes and many white men were brutally whipped and otherwise abused. At Lawrence court-house, eighteen men were killed in one day, and the struggle at Newberry was what would have been a wholesale slaughter of Union men, had not Captain Boone managed to have troops put in an opportune appear-

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ance. lu all his observations he collected facts, names, dates. He thoroughly understood the animus of the order, and understood their mode of action. Finally, when his report to the state officers had caused action, the signs and passwords of the order were changed, and suspicion being directed against himself, his usefulness ceased.

His statements made under oath before the investi- gating committee at Washington and substantiated by the records and by the circumstances of the many cases, and by the testimony of others eminently hos- tile to him, is a strange chapter in the history of the Southern States. The whole thing in a nutshell is, that the outrages have not been exaggerated, but on the contrary that not one-half have been reported, and that when reported many of the acts lost some- thing of their brutality because of the absence of the particulars that could not be made public in a news- paper.

The Government did not act in the Ku-Klux busi- ness a moment too soon. The Government would have been criminal had it delayed longer. The Government acted with the facts as learned by scores of men like Captain Boone, and as coming in the stories of thousands of persecuted citizens, before its officers, not trusting alone to the excited narrative of refugees. And the time will come when all good men, both North and South, will commend this action of the Government as one of its best deeds. — Toledo Blade. :

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THE MUSTEEING.

BY MRS. SAEAH S. SOCWELL.

Ho! Freemen of the loyal North, come to the rescue now — See! basely trampled in the dust, our glorious flag lies low! That flag which led our fathers on to victory and fame — Will ye stand tamely by and see that banner brought to shame ?

No! like the rushing tempest's roar I hear the answer come, From princely hall, from homestead fair, from lowly cottage

home; And, borne on every breeze, I hear, from mountain, plain, and

glen, The stirring drum and bugle call, and tramp of armed men.

The cry hath reached the lake-gemmed wilds andrngged shores of Maine —

The woodman drops his gleaming as. — the fisher leaves his seine;

And from New Hampshire's hills and vales pours down a gal- lant band,

"Who, firm as their own granite rocks, beneath our flag will stand.

Old Massachusetts gladly sends the sons whose noble sires

At Lexington and Bunker Hill first kindled Freedom's fires ;

And from Connecticut's fair vales — Ehode Island's sea-girt shore.

Comes forth a hardy band to strike for Liberty once more.

Vermont's green mountain peaks have caught spirit-stirring

tones; And prompt and dauntless, as of yore, pour down her sturdy

sons; New York remembers Arnold now, when traitors claim the

sway. And her brave sons by thousands come to mingle in the fray.

Staid Pennsylvania rises, majestic in her might, And like a solid bulwark turns from Freedom's soil the fight; New Jersey, with her gallant Blues, is promptly in the field — The soil made sacred with her blood, she'll be the last to yield.

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And Delaware keeps, still unquenched, her saored altar fires, Her children still remember the lessons of. their sires. The Maryland line has not yet lost its ancient patriot pride. Though treason, with unblushing front, holds back the swelling tide.

And from the young, but mighty West, comes back a quick

reply— '^'Beneath our flag we'll conquer, or beneath it we will die;" ' Along her noble rivers, o'er all her verdant plains, I hear the drum's deep clangor, the march of armed trains.

The Freedom-loving Germans, remembering Fatherland, For Liberty and Union have taken valiant stand; And Erin's quivering harpstrings thrill with a wild refrain, As forth her sturdy children come to swell the thronging train,

God bless the noble patriots, who are gathering in their might, The Lord of Hosts shall guard them in Freedom's holy fight; Ne'er may the gleaming sword be sheathed till treason finds

its grave, And over our whole 'country our good old flag shall wave. La Prairie Center, Marshall Co., Illinois.

THE INDIANA ELECTION CASES.

The verdict of guilty against Coy and Bernhamer, charged with forgery of election returns in Indianap- olis, is another voice proclaiming that, in the northern tier of states, at any rate, votes must be cast as the voters wish, and must be counted as they were cast. Crimes against the purity of elections are of the most heinous nature. By the quickened conscience of the American people they are regarded as not subject to pleas in mitigation of punishment; they are held to be not only unjustifiable but unpardonable. They proceed from the meanest motives, are executed by

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the vilest of men, are most disastrous iu their effect. Miscarriage of justice in a case touching the purity of an election is more to be deplored than miscarriage in a case affecting the property or life of an individual, for it touches the purity of those law-making and law-executing powers upon whose excellence protec- tion of life and property depend.

W. D. Hart. iffinden, Nebraska.

A piny woods minister in Mississippi thus addressed his congregation : " My brethring and sistern, I air a ignorant man, follered the plow all my life, and never rubbed agin nary college. As I said afore, I air ignorant and I thank God for it. (Bro. Jones re- sponds, 'Well, parson, you ought to be very thankful, for you are very ignorant.') Well, I never preaches Grammar and Greek for a thousand dollars a year, like some ministers. They preaches for the money, and they gits it, and that's all they'll git. They've got so high larnt that they contradicts Scripter, what plainly tells us the sun rises and sets. They sez it don't, but that the earth whirls round like clay to the seal, and that God hung it upon nothing. Now, what would come of the water in the wells if it did? Wouldn't it all spill out and leave 'em dry, and we'd drap into the sky. I may say to them in the language of Scripter herself, ' Much learning doth make the mad.' I never permedertates, but what is given to

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me in that same hour that I sez. I never takes a tex till I goes inter the pulpit, and then I opens thee Bible, and the fust verse I seez I takes fur a tex, and I preaches from it a plain serment, what even women can understand. Now, brethring and sistern, I opens the Bible, and the fust verse what I seez is this : ' I am f-e-a-r-f-u-1-l-y, fearfully and w-o-n-d-e-r-f-u-l-l-y, wonderfully m-a-d-e, mad.' 'I am fearfully and wonderfully mad.' Well, it's a quar tex, but I said I'd preach from it, and I'm gwine to do it. I'll divide my subject into three heads. First and for- most, I'll show you that a man will git mad. Secondly, he'll sometimes git fearfully mad ; and thirdly, when there's lots of things to vex and pester him, he'll git fearfully and wonderfully mad. And in the appli- cation I'll show you that sometimes good men gits mad, fur David hisself, what rote the tex, got mad and cussed his enemies, wishen 'em to go down quick into hell, and Noah he got mad and got tight too, and cussed his nigger boy, Ham, just like some drunken masters now cusses their niggers." Thus he ranted from the exordium to the peroration, much to the edification of the canaille whom he addressed. They regarded him as a perfect Boanerges, to which surname his stentorian voice would justly entitle him.

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DARK HOURS. BY HORACE GREELEY.

When Washington retreated, eighty-six years ago, with the small remnant of his thrice defeated army, from New York through New Jersey to seek refuge from his victorious pursuers behind the Delaware in Pennsylvania, many of his followers, doubtless, mur- mured at a dispensation of Providence to them so inscrutable. Was not the cause of American Inde- pendence just? Was it not that of Universal Free- dom— of the inalienable Rights of Man ? If so, why should reverses fall thick and heavy upon it? Why should its brave defenders lie sleeping on the battle- fields they had illustrated by their valor and fertil- ized by their blood? Why should they languish in miserable hospitals or pine in pestilent prisons, hope- less and heartbroken? How could things have gone worse if the Universe were an accident, and blind Electricity or Gravitation were the only God?

Rash, hasty judgment! A fly feeling the first frost of Autumn, might pass such a one on the benignity evinced in the structure and laws of the Solar System.

Looking back from this distance, with the eighty- six years' experience to guide us, we can easily see that the disasters wherewith our forefathers opened their Revolutionary struggle was essential to the de- velopment of the most heroic phase of their charac- ter— their constancy under circumstances of intense discouragement. Had it been decreed that they should triumph from the outset — that the battle of

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Long Island should result in a " Continental victory," leading to the capture or dispersion of Gen. Howe's army and the consequent recognition of our Inde- pendence before the close of that year, who believes that we should have become the people that we are? Who does not see that our early reverses were as beneficent as our ultimate successes — Long Island as Saratoga, Brandy wine as Yorktown ?

I attended on Saturday evening a meeting at Cooper Institute, called and addressed by refugees from several of the states now in Rebellion against the Union. The speakers, four in number, were , from Texas, Tennessee, Florida, and Mississippi respectively, but several others of the revolted States were represented in the call and on the platform. Col. Hamilton, of Texas, has repeatedly been heard in our city, and always speaks clearly and forcibly. Mr. Boynton, from Florida, spoke at considerable length, and laid bare the nature and impulse of the Rebellion. Mr. Carter, from East Tennessee, portrayed the persecutions, the distresses, the disap- pointed hopes, the heart sickness, of the loyal. Union- loving majority in that afflicted region, and pathet- ically asked if they must bear forever as they have borne for the last fifteen months, under the iron heel of th«ir cruel enemies, who rob and murder them at will, thrusting them into dungeons on suspicion tliEif? they are traitors, and dragging them away by thou- sands to fight the battles of an abhorred, detested treason. But the most effective speech of all was

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that of Rev. Mr. Aughey,* a Presbyterian clergy- man of Northern birth, late a pastor in Northern Mississippi, and an earnest, open, decided opponent of the Rebellion from the outset. Arrested as a traitor to the treason whereto he had never actively ■ nor passively adhered, and which he therefore could not betray, he was heavily manacled and thrust into a crowded, filthy prison, whence his companions were taken out day by day to be shot, and their bodies thrown naked into a ditch as the punishment of their patriotism. Mr. Aughey himself, as a more deter- mined and influential Unionist, was reserved for conspicuous hanging, but escaped before the fulfill- ment of that amiable intention. Traveling in the opposite direction from that in which he would naturally be sought, wearing on his ankles the heavy iron fetters which he had not been enabled to remove, he was obliged to evade the blood-hounds that are usually kept for the hunting of slaves, but now em- ployed for tracking white Unionists, taking care to leave none of his garments in the prison, as from these the scent might be taken ; traveling only by night, and then very slowly because of the galling circlets of his ankles ; living mainly on green corn plucked from the field and eaten raw, since to raise a smoke would have been to advertise his location to watchful, unrelenting foes ; he finally discovered himself at a venture to a farmer who proved a Union-

* Pronounced Awhay. This we leam by inquiry from the man him- self.—Eds. Independent.

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ist, and by whom he was conveyed on horseback several miles in the right direction, and thus enabled to evade the Rebel pickets and find refuge under the protecting folds of the Flag of Freedom. Mr. Aughey relates that while skulking through forests and corn fields on his way out of the house of bondage, he was sometimes impelled by thirst — the country being at that time intensely parched by drouth — to approach a dwelling and ask for water ; and if, on drawing near, a slave appeared at the door or was seen through a window, he instinctively shrank back unobserved into the friendly shade, to bear bis sufferings as he might. If, indeed, he could have found a habitation peopled only by blacks, he might have freely claimed its hospitality, but a slave- holding family was inevitably a den of malignant treason. Mr. Aughey's conclusion from all he had .seen and heard is, that the number of those who have been murdered in the South for their loyalty — some of them black, but by far the greater portion white — is really appalling. We frequently hear from our democratic orators and journalists of "the South" requiring this or that for her security, and of what will or will not satisfy " the South," meaning always by "the South" the traitors who have taken that section by the throat and compelled it to speak as they bid, or remain silent. Nobody would imagine, from hearing or reading a speech of Horatio Seymour or Fernando Wood, that there was anybody at the South but traitors, unless it be the black dependents

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and devoted satellites of these traitors. The white Unionists of the Scuth are entirely ignored by those oracles or are assumed to be shivering with anxiety lest Slavery be rudely broken in the attempt to pre- serve the Union. But those Unionists come among us — they appeal to our sympathies, and invoke our interposition to save their families and neighbors from their cruel oppressors — and neither whisper a a word of anxiety that Slavery should be saved from impending destruction. On the contrary, they recog- nize in that fiend the cause of all their woes, the de- stroyer of our Nation's peace, and hope that the arm outstretched for their deliverance will hurl it into utter ruin. None of these Southern martyrs to their loyalty are seen consorting with our Northern cham- pions of the South — they do not seek the platforms whence Seymour harangues on the great mischiefs of Radicalism, or Brooks in silvery periods paints the horrors of Abolition. That undiscoverable negro who hates and flees from the Yankee hordes who coilie to tear him from the protection and kindness of " Massa," is not more rare than the Southern Unionist who, having braved death and suffered martyrdom for his loyalty, now comes North to en- treat us to put down the Great Rebellion so gingerly as to leave Slavery strong as ever. The champions of " the Union as it was, the Constitution as it is, and the Negroes as they were," are confined to the anti-Republicans of the Free States.

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over our armies ; disaster impending in our overtaxed finances ; the people disgusted by delays, wearied out by disappointments, and sinking under heavy bur- dens that seem to be borne in vain, and thus giving triumph in some of the Free States to the natural allies and lifelong servitors of the now openly trai- torous Slave Power — all this would be appalling if the universe were a weltering chaos and tlie heavens without a God. But the darkest hour barely pre- cedes the dawn, and the coldest days of winter just anticipate the first premonitions of spring. At length our armies are embodied and ready for action ; the removal of Buell is a foretaste of like changes in every department whose delay and immobility are chronic ; and the ominous silence of our augmented fleets pre- ludes the opening roar of cannonades and the fierce din of battle. Be patient yet a little longer, O loyal Millions ! and your long-sufifering shall be rewarded by the trumpet-notes of Victory, ushering in a long, bright era of Peace based on Justice and Universal Freedom ! — N. Y. Independent, Nov., 1862.

We do not mean to extinguish the torch of science that we may sit in religious moonlight, and we do not intend to send our religion up to the biological laboratory for examination and approval. We shall not be afraid to open our eyes in the presence of nature, or ashamed to close them in the presence of God.

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BATTLE OF CORINTH,

Generals Price and Van Dorn, having been de- feated at luka, Miss., by Gen. Rosecrans, resolved to avenge themselves of their adversary by his utter annihilation at Corinth. But they reckoned without their host. On Oct. 1st, 2d, and 3d, 1862, the san- guinary battle of Corinth was fought. The Confed- erates, although outnumbering the Nationals more than two to one, suffered an overwhelming defeat, losing in killed, officers and men, one thousand four hundred and twenty three. Their wounded amounted to nearly six thousand. They lost in prisoners, in the battle and subsequent pursuit, two thousand tw'o hundred and forty-eight. Fourteen stand of colors, two pieces of artillery, three thousand three hundred stand of arms, four thousand five hundred rounds of ammunition, together with a large quantity of accou- trements, fell into the hands of the victors. Thus Rust, Price, Villipigue, Van Dorn, and Lovell were beaten with heavy loss by a force one half their number. These rebels, however, fought like brave men, long and well. Loyal history must accord to the rebel the acknowledgment of the bravery which he displayed, while it abhors his treason. The defeated rebel army returned to Tupelo, broken and dispirited, to recuperate and re-organize for another attempt to de- feat the patriot army. General Hackleman fell in this battle, lamented by the whole army. General Oglesby was severely (and at the time thought to be

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fatally) wounded. And many brave and loyal men surrendered life in defence of their country's imper- iled integrity on this bloody field.

BATTLE OF TUPELO.

The battle of Tupelo was one of the most impor- ' tant battles of the civil war fought in the Southwest.

Gen. W. T. Sherman was attempting to reach the strategic stronghold of Atlanta. Between Chatta- nooga and Atlanta he must drive before him or de- stroy the efficient and disciplined army of that able commander, Gen. Jo. Johnston, who, carrying out the Fabian policy, endeavored to delay his adversary till he could throw upon his line of communication a cavalry force sufficient to sever it, and thus cut him off from his base of supplies. This would make a retreat compulsory. Between Nashville and the point where Sherman was slowly driving the Confederate army, by flanking its positions successively, there was but a single track railroad upon which supplies might be brought. Wheeler, with a considerable force of cavalry, was endeavoring to destroy this road, confident of success as soon as he could be reinforced by Forrest, Chalmers, Ehoddy, Kirby, Smith, and Baxter, who were in Tupelo. To avoid this disas- trous result, Sherman directed Gen. "Washburn to send Gen. S. D. Sturgis with a large force to attack For- rest. The Rebels, learning that this force was ap- proaching, moved out to meet it. A battle ensued, June 10th, 1864, at Tishomingo Creek, near Guntown.

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Sturgis proved incompetent. He suffered Forrest and Kirby Smith to succeed by a well executed flank movement in reaching the rear of his army, ■where his wagons were parked, and in destroying or capturing all his supfdies, including the caissons containing his ammunition. A retreat was ordered, which soon became a pitiable and disastrous rout. Sauve qui peut became the watchword, as, panic- stricken and helpless because of the loss of their commissariat and ammunition, they fled before the cruel and victorious rebel hordes, who shot dowa without mercy or compunction all whom they over- took. The pursuit of this dispersed army, these scattered fugitives, was continued as long as any remained alive. Guerrillas with blood-hounds joined in the hunt. As a squad of these panting fugi- tives passed through Ripley, the women from their windows and doors shot them as they passed along. A young soldier begged a young lady who was seated on a veranda to give him a glass of water, as he was perishing from thirst. She walked into the house, brought a glass of water, and while this young patriot was drinking she drew a pistol and immediately shot him. Thus perished Ralph Ers- kine, of near Golconda, Pope Co., 111. Two thou- sand two hundred perished thus cruelly at the hands of their merciless fellow countrymen. This savage and protracted pursuit occupied time which Sher- man was improving in making progress towards Atlanta, which he was destined to reach if his com-

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municatioa with liis base of supplies could be kept open. The persistency with which the rebels fol- lowed up their success exhausted them, and time was required for recuperation. At this junction Gen. A. J. Smith arrived at Memphis from Red River, with the troops of the Army of the Tennessee, which Gen. Sherman had sent to reinforce Banks, whom they rendered very efficient service. Smith was <iirected by Sherman immediately to move upon the Confederates at Tupelo. This he did. Gen. Grant says, with the promptness and effect which has char- acterized his whole military career. On the 14th of July, 1864, he met the enemy at Tupelo, and gained a glorious victory, whipping the enemy badly and routing him completely, after three days' hard fight- ing, yet losing few compared with the loss of the enemy. He thus contributed materially to the grand success achieved by Sherman, who was, by the utter overthrow of the rebel cavalry commanders at Tupelo, enabled to keep open communication with his depot of supplies at Nashville, and thus the defeat of Sturgis and the decisive victory of Smith rendered possible the capture of Atlanta, and all the victories that followed in its train.

When Gen. A. J. Smith had accomplished the object of his expedition, he returned to Memphis, remembering to chastise the rebels and guerrillas by the way who had so atrociously maltreated Sturgis' defeated troops in their disastrous retreat. The inglorious defeat of Sturgis and the decisive victory

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of Smith both inured to the salvation of Sherman, the declarative glory of God, and the utter subver- sion of rebellion. In the battle of Tupelo, including Guntown or Tishomingo Creek, the Federals lost in killed, wounded, and captured, more than eleven thousand men, but the results achieved more than compensated this loss.

The battle of Tupelo stands in the same relation to the capture of Atlanta, and the triumphant march of Sherman to the sea, that the battle of Oriskany does to the capture of Burgoyne. Vide Official Eeport of Lieut.-General Ulysses S. Grant, 1864— <■ 1865.

Paoli, Orwnge Co., Ind.

FROM "the AMERICAN CONFLICT" — BY HORACE GREELEY.

Before the opening of 1861, a perfect reign of ter- ror had been established throughout the Gulf States. A secret order, known as "Knights of the Golden Circle, " or as " Knights of the Columbian Star, " succeeding that known six or seven years earlier as the " Order of the Lone Star, " having for its osten- sible object the acquisition of Cuba, Mexico, and Central America, and the establishment of Slavery in the latter two, but really operating in the interest of disunion, had spread its network of lodges, grips, passwords, and alluring mysteries all over the South, and had ramifications even in some of the cities of adjoining Free States. Other clubs, more or less

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secret, were known as " The Precipitators, " " Vigi- lance Committees," "Minute Men," and by kindred designations ; but all of them were sworn to fidelity to Southern Rights ; while their members were grad- ually prepared and ripened, wherever any ripening was needed, for the task of treason. "Whoever ven- tured to condemn and repudiate Secession as the true and sovereign remedy for Southern wrongs, in any neighborhood where Slavery was dominant, was thenceforth a marked man, to be stigmatized and hunted down as a Lincolnite, Submissionist, or Abo- litionist.

One refugee planter from Alabama, himself a slaveholder, but of Northern birth, who barely escaped a violent death, because of an intercepted letter from a relative in Connecticut, urging him to free his slaves and return to the North as he had promised, stated that "he had himself been obliged to join the 'Min- ute Men' of his neighborhood for safety, and had thus been compelled to assist in hanging six men of Northern birth because of their Union sentiments, and he personally knew that not less than one hun- dred men had been hung in his section of the state and in the adjoining section of Georgia during the six weeks which preceded his escape in December, 1860." This gentleman made his statement to Mr. O. J. Victor, author of "The History of the South- ern Rebellion," who knew him well and vouches for his integrity. (See his Vol. I., p. 134.) See to the same effect the testimony of Hon. A. J. Hamilton, 34

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of Texas, Rev. Mr. Aughey, of Mississipjii, andhun.^ dreds of others.

Southern unanimity (in certsLin localities) for Seces- sion was such as violence and terror have often pro- duced in favor of the most universally detested men and measures all over the world. Such an apparent unanimity was doubtless secured, but at the expense of not less than ten thousand precious lives, taken because the victims would not conceal and deny their invincible affection for their whole country. — The American Conflict. Vol I., page 350. Vide also page 514, Vol. I.

FEOM A soldier's LETTER. THE soldier's LOT.

The feigned retreat, the nightly amhnscade,

The daily harass and the fight delayed, '

The long privation of the hoped supply,

The tentless rest beneath the hnmid sky,

The stubborn wall that mocks the leaguer's art,

And palls the patience of his bafEled heart,

Of these they had not deemed. The battle day

They could encounter as a v,eteran may ;

But more preferred the fray, the strife,

And present death, to hourly suffering life. "

The above lines convey the truth better than I can express it of the soldier's lot.

Your friend and comrade,

Moses Boyd. Amsterdam, Jefferson Co., 0., Feb 12th, 1867.

To Rev. J. H. Aughey,

Leavenworth, Crawford Co., Ind.

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THE GLORIOUS FOURTH.

There is something more thaa sentiment in our annual celebration of the Fourth of July. It is the nation's birthday. John Adams was right when, on the adoption of the Declaration of Independence,- he declared that posterity would celebrate the event" with noisy enthusiasm. It is a prophecy well ful- filled, and well it is that it is well fulfilled, even though it include that diabolical nuisance, the Chi- nese fire-cracker.

Like all other celebrations, it helps to keep alive in us an appreciation of what we celebrate. It tends to fan the flame of our patriotism, and to awaken a sense of personal responsibility. Liberty can not be perpetuated, any more than it can be achieved, with- out virtue, honor, love of country, love of kind, and love of God. Despotism may dwell in darkness, arid cultivate ignorance and corruption • but liberty must have the light, and demands intelligence and purity.

Grand men were those fathers of our country! Theirs was a daring, a patience, an endurance that has had few parallels in the whole course of human history. A few weak colonists were struggling against the foremost military power in the world — an infant in the arms of, and struggling against, its mother. But it was a case in which the mother more than half suspected she was wrong, and where the child, knowing it was right, appealed to men for the

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justice of their cause, and to God for the help which He alone could give. "A decent respect for the opinions of mankind, " and trust in God as the All- wise Ruler of nations, makes a good foundation on which to build a new and great nation. But this was a case of building far better than they knew. The foundation was better. The building was larget. It is true that God is not recognized by name in the Constitution, but this is more because He had been recognized to that extent that further recognition did not seem necessary, rather than that there was any lack of faith and trust. To fail to name God even in fit time and place, does not justify an implication of atheism in one whose whole life is grounded in a settled consistent faith in Him.

Who can imagine in what diiferent channels his- tory would have run had trust in God, as a factor, been wanting. Fighting to break the yoke of the oppressor, they achieved liberty — liberty in its high- est sense, "freedom to worship God." When that yoke was broken, though they had not fought for any particular form of government, nor in the inter- est of any one to govern, the whole machinery of a new form of government was ordained, and rulers electe 1, and not another drop of blood shed. History furnishes no parallel. The revolution in France came later,. they had us to pattern after. But men who had lost faith in religion, even to the point of being atheists, could have no " decent respect for the opin- ions of mankind, " and so were in no condition to

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pattern. The horror of their revolution is unsjjeak- able, and the sun of their republic set in blood, and ■was succeeded by a night of merciless, brutal despot- ism ; while ours is even now ascending the heavens, lacking much yet of having reached the zenith.

Little did those men know, who won so much for us, the significance of their work. Little did they realize of the great extent of the country whose dedi- cation to freedom they were making possible. For the vast domain secured by the Louisiana and Alaska purchases has followed a line of destiny predeter- mined by them. Little did they dream how soon this country, then mostly an unexplored wilderness, would become the home of nearly a hundred millions of the most prosperous and happy people on the face of the earth; nor how, by forces as yet unharnessed, this wilderness would so soon be made to bud and blossom as the rose. Their ship of state was stronger than they knew. There may have been fascinations, but there was little in the history of republics to justify confidence to make another experiment in that line. But a master-hand laid her keel, and made all her ribs of steel. Her trustworthiness has been most fully shown in storm and in action. Furiously attacked, but gallantly defended, in 1812-14, when the storm cloud had passed, it was plain that " Our flag was still there."

In 1860-64, in a rebellion that would have cost any other nation under heaven its life, " a government by the people" was found sufficiently strong not only to

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protect and maintain its own integrity, but to elimi- nate from the body politic the vile cancer of slavery which had caused the trouble. To conduct both sides of the greatest war in the history of the world, and come out of it on the side of the government, so con- sciously strong as not to demand, by way of penalty, one drop of rebel blood, is an exhibition both of power and patience unparalleled. After more than a hundred years, we begin to have the right to celebrate. We have no mushroom government. It is a great fact, and a great power. It has come to stay. In it our fathers gave us a vast inheritance. But it is one that implies vast responsibility and care on our part. It would be an easy thing in this case for the children to waste their patrimony. Fourths of July, with ail their noise and fun, readings of the Declaration, and speeches both green and dry, will not prevent it.

The men who,* for "freedom to worship God," landed on a rock, and braved the rigors of a New Eng- land winter, and won their living from its sterile soil, are not represented in men who desecrate Sabbaths, ridicule worship, and have " no God, " nor can these degenerate sons appreciate, much less maintain, the institutions, civil and religious, that have been handed down to them. But for the religious, we could not have had the civil ; and you can not now take the former away, and keep the latter standing. We shall have "glorious Fourths of July," just so long and no longer than we are true to the traditions of our fathers, and to Christianity, which underlies and per- meates our government.

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FEATERNAL RELATIONS.

In the year of grace 1882 the Southern General Assembly made this palinodial deliverance: "In order to remove all difficulties in the way of that 'full and formal correspondence, which, on our part, we are prepared to accept, we adopt the following min- ute, to-wit: That, while receding from no principle, we do hereby declare our regret for, and withdrawal of, all expressions of our Assembly which may be regarded as reflecting upon, or offensive to, the Gen- eral Assembly of the Presbyterian church in the United States of America."

The Northern General Assembly responded by recalling the epithets, heretics, schismatics, and blas- phemers, which a former Assembly in the fiery days of civil war had applied to their Southern brethren. This prepared the way for the establishment of fra- ternal correspondence, which was then inaugurated, and which has been continued till the present day with increasing interest, thus burnishing brighter and brighter the golden chain of friendship —

" That peculiar boon of Heaven, The noble mind's delight and pride. To men and angels only given. To all the lower world denied. ' '

In due time organic union will be the desirable outcome, as sure as the coming of the prophesied millenium.

Bellville, Richland Co., 0.

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THE EUM TRAFFIC DOOMED.

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We do not look upon the present movement against the saloon as a passing wave of excitement, as a tem^ porary ebullition of public feeling on the liquor ques-. tion. It is too strong and deep for that. It is a movement that has come to stay, to grow, and to succeed. It has taken hold of the hearts and minds of the people as no movement of the kind ever did before. The country is at last awakening to a full and true realization of the fearful wrongs and abuses which are the inevitable accompaniments of the drink traffic. We have seen the beginning of the end. The handwriting is upon the wall — the saloon must go. That edict will not be repealed. It may not be in this decade; it may not be in the next;. but as surely as God reigns the day is coming, and that soon, when this land, from East to West, from North to South, will be ever free from the curse of the legal- ized rum traffic. This is a large hope, but it is ours, and we rejoice in it. It has its basis upon no illu- sory dream, but upon a sure and strong conviction, which nothing can shake. And having this hope, we are not greatly troubled about such things as vetoes and decisions of the courts. These things may retard the onward movement for a brief season, but they cannot stop it. The rum traffic is doomed to die. — New York Observer.

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JOHN WESLEY ON TEMPEEANCE.

_ We may not sell anything which tends to impair health; such is eminently all that liquid fire, commonly called drams or spirituous liquors. It is true, these may have a place in medicine, they may be of use in some bodily disorder (alihough there would rarely be occasion for them, were it not for the unskillful ness of the practitioner) ; therefore, such as prepare and sell them for this end only, may keep themselves clear ; but who are they? Do you know ten such distillers in England? Then excuse these; but all who sell them in the common way, to any that will buy, are prisoners general. They murder her majesty's sub- jects by wholesale; neither does their eye pity nor spare; they drive them to hell like sheep ; and what i« their gain? Is it not the blood of these men? Who, then, would envy their large estates and sump- tuous palaces? A curse is in the midst of them ; the curse of God cleaves to the stones, the timber, the furniture of them; the curse of God is in their gar- dens, their walks, their groves ; a fire that burns to the nethermost hell. Blood, blood is there! The foundation, the floor, the roof, are stained with blood; and canst thou hope, O thou man of blood, though thou art clothed in purple and fine linen, and farest sumptuously every day, canst thou hope to deliver down thy fields of blood to the third generation? Not so ; for there is a God in Heaven, therefore thy name shall be rooted out, like- as those whom thou hast destroyed, body and soul; thy memorial shall perish with thee.

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UNRESTRICTED IMMIGRATION.

In his oration at Gettysburg, July 3, 1888, iu the presence and in the hearing of that great multitude of ex-Union and ex-Confederate soldiers, Mr. George William Curtis truly said, in reference to unrestricted immigration : •

" Let us beware then how we recklessly water our life-blood. Webster said at Bunker Hill, just as the vast immigration was beginning, ' We are placed at the head of representative and popular governments.' We shall be recreant to the duty of that headship if we permit the fundamental conditions of national repose, of the security of personal rights, of good laws, and of just administration, to be imperiled by the ig- norant, lawless, idle, and dangerous overflow of all other countries. We are the occupants and guardians of this country, and with a kindly heart and hospi- table hand toward all the world, we must prescribe the conditions upon which the world shall come here."

Another issue to be met is to secure the absolute purity of the ballot box ; that every one entitled to vote should be permitted to do so without molestation, and that his vote should be counted as it was intended to be. Without these two securities, the mainte- nance of the republican form of government is impos- sible.. On this issue ]\Ir. Curtis, in the same oration, was explicit and forcible. He said :

"Akin to this [the matter of immigration] is the problem of the suffrage, t Subject to the constitutional guarantee of a republican form of government, and of

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no discrimination against race or color, the regulation of the suffrage is wisely left to the States. But the action of every state upon subjects of a common inter- est necessarily affects the Union. The suffrage is the mainspring, the heart of our common life, and what- ever affects it injuriously, touches the national sen- sorium, and the whole country thrills. No commu- nity politically founded upon the legal equality of the suffrage can habitually disregard that equality without moral deterioration, growing indifference to the authority of law, and destruction of the demo- cratic-republican principle. If ignorance and semi- barbarous dominance be fatal to civilized communities, not less so is constant and deliberate defiance of law. In a national union of states where fair elections are assumed, systematic fraud, or violence, or suppression of votes, in the event of a closely contested poll, would inevitably destroy the conviction that the apparent result represented the will of the legal voters, and that result would be challenged amid violent disor- der. It is not enough that a national election be fair, it must be the national conviction that it is fair. "

Upon what does the success of the liquor traffic depend? Upon debased manhood, degraded woman- hood, defrauded childhood. It holds a mortgage over every cradle; a deed written in heart's blood over every human life. Shall mothers hear this and be silent? Shall fathers know this and remain silent? — N. Y. Tribune.

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The state, having its origin in divine institution, and therefore the creature of God, existing for moral ends, and conversant about moral objects, possessed of a moral character, and having moral responsibilities to and reckonings with God, ought, as a state, to have a religious character and life of its own, and in suitable forms to give expression to these. This is peculiarly incumbent upon the state, as such, because the state assumes to exercise dominion over its sub- jects, their property, their persons, and their lives; and it is monstrous that a power vested in men should, in that august and dreadful name, assume such pre- rogatives, and yet not expressly acknowledge its own subjection to the Majesty in the heavens, and to the divine law as the supreme standard by which it is obliged to conform in all its acts and functions. — Rev. K D. McMastei; D.D. '

Notice the destructive and aggressive character of the religion of Christ. It is the destroyer, of tyranny, of slavery ; destined to destroy the rum power and idolatry. All nations have been formed upon some religious notions. Those alone formed upon the Christian religion will prove permanent. Chris- tianity came as a religion of peace. It has entered upon a spiritual warfare against giant errors. It met the world with new ideas of good, of morality, of purity and political right. The nation exalted by righteousness will be perennial. Lord, thus exalt us.

Utica, Licking Co., Ohio.

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THE OCTOEOON, THOMAS GEIMKE.

' ' With peaceful mind thy path of duty run ; God nothing does, nor suffers to be done, But what thou wouldst thyself, if thou couldst see Through all events of things as well as he."

Thomas Grimk6 was one of those who were guard- ing my house when attacked, as recorded on page 62 of this volume. In the summer of 1853 I traveled by stage from Holly Springs, Miss., to Grrenada, in the same state. In order to better observe the scen- fery through which we were passing, I asked and obtained permission to ride with the driver. A planter who resided near Grenada sat on one side of the driver, and I was invited to be seated between them. Behind us, on the stage, lay a manacled slave. Agony was depicted upon his countenance. It seemed to be the pangs of bitter disappointment rather than of pain, though his position was appar- ently a very uneasy one. Both hands and feet were fettered. I found the planter. Dr. Bailie Peyton, a Very loquacious gentleman. After we had established an acquaintance I said casually, casting a backward glance, "Is this your boy?" (Male slaves are called boys until they are forty, or forty-five years old, after which they are called uncle.)

"Yes," said the doctor, "and he's a troublesome one." • "What has he done?"

" This makes ten times that he has run away, and it has cost me five hundred dollars to catch him. I

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have sworn to give him one thousand lashes, well laid on, in four installments, when I get him home."

"Why, that will kill him, won't it? "

"I don't care if it does."

"Why, he's worth fifteen hundred dollars."

"Fifteen hundred! I wouldn't take any man's' three thousand for him. He's a splendid overseer, and he has no bad habits except running away."

" Doctor, what induces him to run away."

" Well, parson, ain't you a parson ? "

"Yes, sir."

" Well, pardon me for making use of some pretty strong expletives in your presence. Thinking of the trouble and expense Le Roy has put me to is,very provoking. Parson, I think he has some high no- tions about freedom. My aunt, Annetta Peyton, took quite a fancy to Le Roy, and, being a religious old maid, she took it into her head (her heart she always said) to violate our state laws, and teach him to read and write. It's a whim of hers that he looks like the Peytons, and isn't any common nigger. This is what it ends in. Since her death he has been continually running away."

"Where did you find him this time?"

"Near Bowling Green, Ky. He was heading straight for Canada. I hired Derrick Louray, with his famous nigger dogs, and Barley Bird, with his imjDorted Cuban blood-hounds. I hired them when his track was fresh, and they were out a month, and hunted all over Grenada, Yalobusha, and Panola

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counties. They scoured the country a whole month, and came back wofully crestfallen. They both swore that it was the first time they had failed to bring back the nigger dead or alive. After this, this slave will work with a ball and chain attached to his ankle, and under a vigilant overseer ; that is, if he stands the thousand lashes."

" Doctor, it would be merciful to remit a part of the penalty."

"Why, parson, would you want me to swear to a lie? I've sworn to give him a thousand, well laid on, and he'll get them, if he dies at the post."

" Some oaths are more honored in the breach than in the observance."

" Parson, you may rest assured this one will not be honored in the breach, and I may order the over- seer to carry one for every ten, so that there will not be any mistake about the thousand."

"He seems to be as white as either you or I?"

" Yes, he's an octoroon. I think that accounts for his remarkable success in evading the hounds, and getting so far north. I think he passed himself off for a white man, and with his glib tongue imposed upon the white people, and got lodging, and so trav- eled north. He was working in Bowling Green as a white porter in a grocery. His employer saw a description of him as a runaway slave in the Mem- phis Eagle and Enquirer, and his suspicion being aroused, in order to secure the reward, he wrote me.

" As soon as I received his letter I went up post-

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haste, and sure enough found that it was Le Roy. His story was that he was a stevedore, lived in Mo- bile, Alabama, and was on his way to visit friends in Cincinnati, Ohio, and having lost his pocket-book at the hands of a pick -pocket he was compelled to work awhile to make up the loss. I'm thinking that it will be some considerable time before he visits his friends in Cincinnati. I have no doubt that every fugitive slave has friends in Cincinnati. I'll whip the story out of him when I get him home, and find out if any villain knowingly helped him on his way toward the polar star. And if any one did, woe to- him. His abolition carcass will soon be filled with more lead than it can easily tote. I bought a wife for him that he took a fancy to, of Senator Wash > ington, my neighbor. She, like himself, is an octoj roon. However, I sold her last year to General Jo. Jefferson, of Grenada. I hated to sell her from her husband, but the General wanted a woman. He's a lustful old fellow, and I got a -cool $3,000 for her. My stars ! how mad Leroy was. He acted as though he wanted to kill somebody for awhile, and then I feared he'd commit suicide by slow starvation. He has never been the same man since. If I did get a pretty good price for the girl, I came near losing Le Roy by it, and so did not make much in the long run. The boy became discontented, and my other niggers seemed to sympathize with him, and I overheard them saying that I would never have any luck. Things did go wrong. I think

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they tried to make their prophecies come true. The cotton crop turned out poorly, and corn was almost a failure. Some of my best working mules were killed by buffalo gnats in the Taccaleeche swamp.

"I tied Le Roy up and gave him two hundred lashes on the bare back, thinking I would whip the sulks out of him. Then he ran/ away, and it has cost fearfully to hire hounds and to go all the way up to Bowling Green, Ky., after him, and to pay the large reward I offered for his recovery. A gen- eral gloom has settled down upon my family, and upon the whole plantation. I have had the devil to pay all around. I sometimes wish that I had not sold Dilsie, but she was my property and I had the right to dispose of her to whomever I chose. Had I known what was to follow from the meanness and superstition of my hands, as a matter of policy I should have declined the $3,000 and kept Dilsie. Dilsie had a baby, blue-eyed and light-haired. She called her Minnie. She is three years old. I sold her last week to Major Madison, of Grenada, for $500. Girl babies that are white and pretty bring^ a fearful price in this neck of woods. She will bring the Major $3,000 if he wishes to sell' her when she . is fourteen years old."

" Fourteen, Doctor, that is quite a high price for one so young."

"Parson, I have known them to be used at twelve."

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"A slave has no rights that a white man is bound to respect. This is the vievv of the South, and it is the doctrine of the Bible, too. I heard Parson Angus Johnson, of Water Valley, preach a sermon on the duties of slaves. He told us that it was their duty to obey in all things their masters, and that if in chastising a slave his master killed him, according to the Bible he ought not to be punished, because he is his money. Oh ! he gave us some mighty good doctrine.

"I am not a Christian, far from it, but I have some respect for a religion that teaches such whole- some doctrine, and I will help support any minister that preaches like Parson Johnson. I did once order my overseer to give a girl a hundred lashes. She was enciente and tlie fright and pain brought on pre- mature labor, and she died the next day. I felt very bad. If I had been a murderer I could not have felt worse for awhile. But as providence would have it, though I seldom attend church, I went the next Sabbath. I wanted to hear M'hat hope there was in the gospel for such a great sinner as I felt m^^self to be. There was a burden on my soul that I felt I must get rid of or die. When I heard the parson say that God had ordained slavery, and that slaves must obey their masters, in all things, I felt better, and when he said the Bible tells us if a man smite his servant or his maid with a rod and he die under his hand, he shall not be punished, for he is his money, I received that as a special message from

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heaven addressed to myself. My conscience was qui- eted and I returned home a happier man. Parson Johnson had heard of Dinah's death and the cause of it, and he preached a special sermon to fit the case. I do not remember the text, but I think it was the usual text against the abolitionists, 'Cursed be Canaan, a servant of servants shall he be for ever and ever, amen ; and whosoever findeth him shall enslave him.' Dinah was worth $1,500. She was a good field hand. The loss of the money I can stand. The thought that I was a murderer was killing me, but the gospel, as dispensed by Parson Johnson, healed that trouble, as the parson said, there is a balm in Gilead to heal the wounded and troubled conscience. He further said that Christ and his apostles approved the slavery that existed in their day, when the power of life and death was vested in the master, and that they required slaves to be obedient, not only to the good and gentle, but also to the fro ward. When beaten they -were to take it patiently, they were not even to answer again or to talk back. All power, according to the Bible, was vested in the master; submission in all things was the duty of the slave. The parson said the abolition- ists of the North said, for we don't allow any in the South, by way of argument against slavery, that some of our slaves were white and that many of them were our own children. In Christ's day, he replied, all the slaves were of the same color as their masters and many of them were their master's children, and Christ and his apostles did not disapprove it for that

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reason. All ! my friend, the parson is a powerful preacher. He preaches the gospel that suits me. I subscribed $100 to his salary the next day. Before he left my house — for he dined with me that day — I gave him a present of fifty dollars in gold, and as- sured him he should never be destitute of a true friend while I lived. He preaches a gospel that makes a man feel good and happy from the bottom of his heart; he feels like thanking God for such a gos- pel. If our slaves had this gospel preached to them, and they would receive it, they would be far less dis- contented."

At this moment the wheels of a heavily laden wagon collided with the wheels of our coach. We soon after reached a relay house, when the driver discovered that one of the wheels of the coach was injured by the collision and needed repair. This occasioned a delay of two hours. The passengers sauntered hither and yonder at will. Le Roy was carried into the yard in the rear of the relay house and laid upon a plat of ground near the palings.

After the lapse of an hour I approached him. From my look of compassion and from my conver- sation with his master, he was led to hope that I might be a friend to him in this hour of sorest need. As I drew near he said :

"Master, for the love of God bring me some water."

I supplied his urgent need from a pump hard by. His next question :

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"Master, where was you boru?"

"In New Hartford, near Utica, N. Y."

"Is that in the North?"

"Yes."

" Master, I'm in great distress."

"Do you suffer much pain?"

" Some in body, but more in mind." . "What troubles your mind?"

"Unless I can get away before master gets me home he will murder me, for there's murder in his eye and in his heart."

Agony was depicted upon his countenance, and his voice quivered with emotion. I left him, and walked to and fro in a grove of Norway spruce a short dis- tance from the hotel. I reflected thus : This man has a wife and child, though bereft of them for the present. I have no family. He is doomed to a cruel death, for he cannot survive a thousand lashes laid on by one who is prompted by wrath and hatred and malice. Is it my duty to risk my life to save his? These passages occurred to my mind: "Re- member those that are in bonds as bound with them," and "He that saveth his life shall lose it." My duty in the premises seemed plain. I returned and said :

" Le Roy, what can I do to save you ? "

"Mastei", you can get me a file. My wrists are larger than my hands. I can slip the handcuffs off at any time, and having a file I can soon rid my ankles of the chain, and I can without much diffi- culty travel with the bands on my ankles."

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"If I help you at the risk of my life will you betray me ? "

"Never, so help me God.

" If you are overtaken and caught by the hounds can they compel you by whipping to tell who helped you?"

"I will die at the post before I would tell on you or any one who helps me."

" Well, I will run the awful risk. I will get you a file and will assist you all I can."

" Wiien we reach Grenada it will be night. Mas- ter will lodge at the Grenada House till morning. You can get the file at a hardware store in the city, and pass it to me in some way I will be on the lookout."

I left Le Roy to his meditations. When we en- tered th? coach I noticed Le Koy's face beaming with a new-born hope. We reached Grenada at seven o'clock. After supper I visited a hardware store and made a few purchases, and managed to se- crete a file on my person. I feared to purchase one. At another store I purchased a ball of twine. Dr. Peyton and I registered together, and at his request were assigned to the .same room. Le Roy was car- ried by two stalwart colored servants to an unfur- nished room in the second story, the Doctor and I accompanying them. The Doctor locked the door and put the key in his pocket. I obtained reluctant leave of tlie Doctor to procure some corn bread and meat for Le Roy. I went to the kitchen and bought

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the food from one of the servants. I asked the Doctor to accompany me to the room. He lianded me the key, saying that he must visit the barber. I procured a lamp, and going to Le Roy's dark, dis- mal, little room, gave him the food, together with the file and twine.

I told him I dared not purchase a rope, and knew not how be could descend from the window of his room to the ground, as the twine was not strong enougli to bear his weight. He replied :

"My wife is at General Jefferson's. Call there. She will answer the bell. Tell her to bring a ro})e and come under the window of this room with it at midnight, that I will let down the twine, she can tie the rope to it, and I can get down in that way."

I called at General Jefferson's at nine o'clock. An octoroon came to the door. Said I :

"What is your name?"

She replied, "Dilsie."

"Do you kipw Dr. Peyton's Le Eoy?"

" He is my husband."

I gave her her husband's message. She promised compliance. I had told Xie Eoy that if he could reach Ripley, Miss., to inquire for Mr. Faulkner, who would render him all possible aid, and would send me any information he might have for me. I returned to the hotel at half past ten. I asked Dr. Peyton to visit Le Roy to see that lie was still there. We did so, and found him as we had left him. The Doctor assured him that he would get che city

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whipper to give him the first iDstallment of tl|e thousand lashes bright and early in the morning, before starting for home. Le Roy said :

" Master, please be merciful."

"You do not deserve mercy," rejoined the Doctor.

We then returned to our room and retired. We

1 did not wake till half past seven in the morning.

As we were dressing we heard a great tumult in the

hotel. Presently the landlord knocked loudly at our

door. Upon being admitted he said :

"Doctor, your nigger absconded in the night, a rope, apparently a bed-rope, hangs dangling from the window of his room, the only clew as yet as to the manner of his escape. Who furnished the rope or aided him in getting rid of his irons is as yet a mys- tery. I have given the alarm in the city and the authorities are on the alert and your slave will doubt- less soon be brought in."

The doctor lost all control of his temper and swore terribly. He started a messenger off f%r Barley Bird, and his imported Cuban blood-hounds, ordering him to make all possible haste. He declared with a ter- rible oath that when caught he would tie Le Roy up by the thumbs and administer the thousand lashes at once. He closely scrutinized the room and the yard below. He secured the rope by which the descent had been made. He found the door of the room locked as when he had left it. An air of impenetra- ble mystery surrounded the whole affair. The serv- ants at the hotel professed profound ignorance of the

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m^itter. The night had been very dark. It was the ■dark of the moon and lowering clouds had obscured the starlight. One of the guests reported that hav- ing occasion to go out near midnight he encountered a colored woman not far from the ground underneath the window whence Le E-oy had escaped. He asked her who she was and what she was doing out there at so late an hour. She replied that she was a cham- bermaid and that she was waiting upon the sick lady in room No. 30, and that she was out in her service. The servants were all required to put in an appear- ance in the dining-room, but the investigation elicited no information. Barley Bird arrived with his hounds but could not get them to scent Le Roy's track. Many colored persons had visited the yard, and when the hounds found a track it would terminate on the steps or lead into the kitchen or dining-room. All Grenada was on the qui vive. After a few visits to the bar the doctor became furious and reckless. He offered $500 for the arrest o^he fugitive. Soon eight companies, each with a pack of blood-hounds, were scouring the country near and far in search of the fugitive, each bent on securing the reward. They visited General Jefferson's mansion, but the general positively de- clared that Dilsie had not left his premises during the night, of this he was absolutely certain. A thor- ough search was instituted. At fifteen minutes of twelve Dilsie had quietly and unperceived slipped out of the house, leaving the general asleep, and in half an hour she had accomplished the dangerous task.

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She secreted Le Hoy in the chicken-coop, in a box underneath a lot of straw on which two hens were incubating, cue at each end of the box. It was a difficult feat to get under the straw without disturbing the fowls, but it was nevertheless accomplished by the dexterous aid of this devoted woman. The bay- ing of the hounds and the shouting and yelling of the infuriated pursuers made the general's premises a perfect pandemonium for the space of two hours. They were loth to leave the place, and remained till every recess and crevice capable of sheltering a hu- man being had been examined. Descrying the chicken-coop they sent a colored boy into it, and bade him toss up the straw in the box, but the disturbed hens pecked and squawked furiously. The boy thrust his arm down into the straw, when one of the hens pecked him in the eye, causing him to beat a hasty retreat. The crowd ordered him to return to the search. He did so, thrusting his arm down at vari- ous points, but apparently made no discovery. He came out declaring :

"Dat box am empty ob eberyting but straw an' fitin' hens."

His hand had come in contact with the face and limbs of Le Roy. He certainly knew that the fugi- tive was in that box, but young as he was he kept his own counsel. He was a quadroon twelve years old, and a special favorite of Dilsie's. That same evening he approached Dilsie and quietly said :

"Dilsie, you's been good to me, an' I b'leve dat

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it's right to do good to dem what duz good to you, so I saved jer husband's life fer you."

Dilsie looked up in alarm and said, "Why, Sar- nem, what do you mean?"

" Oh," said he, " I node Roy was in dat box in de chicken-coop, 'cause why, I feeled um, but duz yer tink ize gwine ter tell an' let dera dogs kill um? No, sur, I'd dide fust. I give Eoy's ear a good pull to let him no I node he wuz dar, an' needn't be afeard ob me a tellin'. Now, Aunt Dilsie, give me a cooky."

"Yes, you shall have a dozen."

"O, glory ! duz you mean it?"

" Yes, I do, and I'll trust you to help me to save Eoy."

"Yes, I will, you may 'pend on me."

It is only necessary to say further that Le Roy was concealed for a month on the general's premises, till the search for him was abandoned. He then made his way to Ripley, was received by friends who in- formed him of my whereabouts. He visited me. I advanced him money, and passing himself for a white man (he was white) he purchased some land near Tuscumbia, Alabama. With great difficulty and risk I succeeded in abducting his wife and child. On his land he lived happily with them, securing the respect of his neighbors and the esteem of his brethren in the church, of which himself and wife became mem- bers. When I removed to Choctaw county he sold out his farm, and purchasing a few acres of laud in

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this county, he located near me. Pie now lives near Los Angeles, California. He has become wealthy, and he has given his children a good education. He has six children, three boys and three girls. One of his sons (named for me) is a lawyer, one a physician. One daughter, Minnie, is married. Her husband is a state senator. Le Roy was a half brother of Dr. Bailie Peyton. His mother, though white, was a slave and the mistress of the doctor's father. Such is slavery in itself. Is it any wonder that Thomas Grimk6 expressed a willingness to serve me to the extent of his ability and at the risk of his life. Le Roy assumed this name by my direction to conceal his identity. He intends, if his life is spared, to visit me next spring. The above episode is true, ex- cept a change of names in some instances. Dallas, IlarsJiall County, West Virginia.

MASSACRE OF TEXAN UNIONISTS.

From the time when Twiggs betrayed Texas into the hands of the Confederates, the loyal people of that state suffered intensely from the cruelties of the in- surgents. In Western Texas, where there were few slave-holders, and consequently more patriotism, the Union element was very strong and pertinacious, and the inhabitants were both hated and feared by the banditti of the conspirators, who moved over the country with fire and rope, to destroy property and strangle loyal citizens. ■ The sufferings of the Texas

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loyalists were intensified early in the summer of 1862, after the reverses of the Confederates in Tenn- essee, when Texas was placed under martial law. The country was scoured by guerrilla bands, who com-' mitted the most atrocious crimes, robbing and mur- dering all who were suspected of being friends of their country. Great numbers of the loyalists at- tempted to flee from the state to Mexico, singly and in small parties. The earlier fugitives escaped, but a greater portion were captured by the guerrillas and murdered. One of the organs of the conspirators [San Antonio Herald) said exultingly, "Their bones are bleaching on the soil of every county from Red River to the Rio Grande, and in the counties of Wise and Denton their bodies are suspended by scores from the Black Jacks."

A notable and representative instance of the treat- ment received by the Texan loyalists at the hands of their oppressors is found in the narrative of an attempt of about sixty of them, mostly young Germans belong- ing to the best families in western Texas, to leave the country. They collected at Fredericksburg, on the frontier, intending to make their way to New Orleans by way of Mexico, and join the national army. On the night of the ninth of August they encamped on the edge of a cedar brake, on the Neuces river, about forty miles from the Rio Grande. They had moved with such secrecy that they scarcely felt any appre- hension of danger from the guerrillas who were scour- ing the country, with orders to kill all Unionists. But

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they were betrayed, and a leader named DufF (see page 343 of Tupelo) sent over one hundred men to sur- prise and destroy them. At near daylight they ap- proached the camp, and captured one of the party. His life was offered him as a reward, if he would lead them to the camp of his companions. He re- fused and was hanged. The guerrillas then fell upon the patriots, who were sleeping. A desperate strug- gle ensued, and at length, opposed by overwhelming numbers and superior weapons, the Unionists were conquered, but not till two-thirds of their number were killed or wounded. The survivors fled toward the Rio Grande. Some escaped, and others were captured, tortured, and hung. The wounded already in the hands of the. insurgents were murdered in the most barbarous manner, by bullets, bayonets, bowie- knives, and hanging. Some who were actually dying were dragged to trees and hung by the fiends. The commander of the butchers. Lieutenant Lil- ley, afterward boasted that he killed several of the wounded Avith his own hands, emptying two revolv- ers in shooting them. The lives of forty of the sixty young men were sacrificed, at an expense to the mur- derers of eight killed and fourteen wounded in the battle. When the banner of the Republic gave pro- tection to the loyalists of Texas, three years later, measures were taken to collect the remains of the slain, and bury them. This was accomplished, and a fine monument was erected to their memory. — " The Civil War in America," by B. J. Lossing, Vol. IL, page 537.

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THE PURITY OF THE BALLOT.

From republican platform, 1888 :

"We re-affirm our unswerving devotion to the na- tional constitution and to the indissoluble union of the states ; to the autonomy reserved to the states under the constitution ; to tiie personal rights and liberties of citizens in all the states and territories in the Union, and especially to the supreme and sover- , eign right of every lawful citizen, rich or poor, native or foreign born, white or black, to cast one free ballot in public elections and to have that ballot duly counted. We hold the free and honest popular ballot and the just 'and equal representation of all the people to be the foundation of our republican government, and demand effective legislation to secure the integrity and purity of elections, which are the fountains of all public authority. We charge that the present administration and the democratic majority in con- gress owe their existence to the suppression of the ballot by a criminal nullification of the constitution and laws of the United States."

From democratic platform, 1888 :

" Chief among its principles of party faith are the maintenance of an indissoluble union of free and in- destructible states, now about to enter upon its sec- ond century of unexampled progress and renown, devotion to a plan of government regulated by a written constitution strictly specifying every granted

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power and expressly reserving to the states or people the entire ungranted residue of power; the encour- agement of a jealous popular vigilance, directed to all who have been chosen for brief terms to enact and execute the laws, and are charged with the duty of preserving peace, ensuring equality, and establishing justice."

PRISONER'S HOPE.

TEAMP ! TRAMP ! TKAMP !

In the prison cell I sit,

Thinking, mother dear, of you, And our bright and happy home so far away ;

And the tears, they fill my eyes, Spite of all that I can do,

Tho' I try to cheer my comrades, and be gay.

Tramp ! tramp ! tramp ! the boys are marching.

Cheer up, comrades, they will come, And beneath the starry flag

We shall breathe the air again, Of the free land in our own beloved home.

In the battle front we stood,

When their fiercest charge they made, And they swept us off a hundred men or more,

But before we reach'd their lines, They were beaten back dismayed,

And we heard the cry of vict'ry o'er and o'er. Tramp ! tramp ! tramp ! etc.

So within the prison cell, t-

We are waiting for the day, That shall come to open wide the iron door ;

And the hollow eye grows bright. And the poor heart almost gay.

As we think of seeing home and friends once more. Tramp ! tramp ! tramp ! etc.

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JOHN BEOWN, OP OSAWATOMIE, KANSAS.

John Brown's body lies monldering in the grave,

While weep the sons of bondage whom he ventured all to

save. And though he lost his life in struggling for the slave. His soul is marphing on.

Chobus — Glory, Hallelujah !

John Brown was a hero, undaunted, true, and brave. Kansas knew his valor when he fought her rights to save. And though the grass' grows green above his northern grave, His soul is marching on.

Choeus— Glory, Hallelujah !

He captured Harper's Ferry, with his nineteen men so few, And frightened old Virginia till she trembled through and

through. They hung him for a traitor — themselves a traitor crew, But his soul is marching on.

Chorus — Glory, Hallelujah !

The conflict that he heralded, he looks from heaven to view. On the army of the Union, with her flag red, white, and blue And heaven shall ring with anthems o'er the deeds we mean to do, As we go marching on.

Choeus — Glory, Hallelujah !

O soldiers of Columbia, then strike, while strike you may The death-blow of oppression in this better time and way. And the dawn of old John Brown will brighten into day. As we go marching on.

Choeus — Glory, Hallelujah !

New Athena, Harrison Co., Ohio.

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MAECHING THROUGH GEOKGIA.

Bring the good old bugle, boys ! we'll siog another song — Sing it -with a spirit that will start the world along — Sing it as we used to sing it, fifty thousand strong, While we were marching through Georgia.

Hurrah ! hurrah ! we bring the Jubilee ! Hurrah ! hurrah ! the flag that makes you free ! So we sang the chorus from Atlanta to the sea,

While we were marching through Georgia.

How the darkeys shouted when they heard the joyful sound ! How the turkeys gobbled which our commissary found ! How the sweet potatoes even started from the ground, While we were marching through Georgia.

Hurrah ! hurrah ! etc.

Yes, and there were Union men who wept with joyful tears When they saw the honor'd flag they had not seen for years ; And they could not be restrained from breaking forth in cheers, While we were marching through Georgia.

Hurrah ! hurrah ! etc.

" Sherman's dashing Yankee boys will never reach the coast!" So the saucy rebels said, and 'twas a handsome boast. Had they not forgot, alas ! to reckon with the host, While we were marching through Georgia.

Hurrah ! buirab! etc.

So we made a thoroughfare for freedom and her train. Sixty miles in latitude — three hundred to the main ; Treason fled before us, for resistance was in vain. While we were marching through Georgia.

Hurrah ! hurrah ! etc.

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DISTINCTIVE PEINCIPLES.

In the volume entitled "Distinctive Principles of the Southern Presbyterian Church," published by the committee of publication, the General Assembly declare :

"Although the existence of slavery has terminated,' yet it is necessary to hold as an article of faith the belief that slavery or the holding of human beings as chattels is a dogma in accord with scriptural truth, and inasmuch as this doctrine has lost nothing of its importance as a question of social morality and scriptural truth, and since the contrary opinion is unscriptural and fanatical, and is one of the most pernicious heresies of modern times, its countenance by any church is a just cause of separation from it (I. Tim. vi. 1—5). We have surely said enough to warn our people away from this insidious error as from a fatal shore." Thus we see that a belief in the divine right of the slave-holder to defraud his fellow-man of his inalienable right to the enjoyment of that inestimable boon, liberty, is made a term of communion by the Southern church, and is euunci-- ated as one of the distinctive principles of that or-; ganization.

The address of 1861, found in the same volume, declares, "As to the endless declaration about human rights, we have only to say that human rights are not a fixed but fluctuating quantity. They should be' graduated according to the capacity and culture of

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the individual." Tliis dogma enunciated in defense of human bondage by the Southern General Assem^ bly would reduce to chattel slavery all the illiterates in the Southern States, both white and black, mulat- toes, quadroons, and octoroons. It would also jus- tify the assumption by the North of many rights denied by this standard to their less capable and less cultured Southern brethren. This boomerang dogma would confer the right upon the North to hold in vas- salage the majority of the Southern people. The Southern church denounce views hostile to slavery as a corruption of the word of God, and as " the intuitions of an infidel philosophy," and declare that they will not " break communion with Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, etc., who have gone to heaven from a slave-holding coun- try and a slave-holding church." How they differ from John Bunyan, who says: "That a saint might keep a seraglio because Solomon had one, lie because the godly mid-wives of Egypt lied, and defraud be- cause Jacob defrauded, practice concubinage and be guilty of slave-holding because Abraham had a con- cubine and held slaves, is an opinion not fit to be with any allowance in the world." Thomas Jeffer- son and our patriotic ancestors held a very different view as to human rights, as expressed in the Declara- tion of Independence: "We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal and are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights, among which are life, liberty, and the pursuit .of happiness." Henry Clay said, "I am no friend

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to slavery," and by his will manumitted his slaves. General Washington said, " I wish from my soul that the legislature of this state (Virginia) could see the policy of a gradual abolition of slavery. It might prevent much future mischief." Lawrence Sterne said, with truth, " Disguise thyself as thou wilt, still, slavery, said 1, still thou art a bitter draught,"

Another distinctive principle enunciated, by the Southern General Assembly is, " The relation of the church of Christ to civil governments is not one de jure but de facto. Whether right or wrong, the at- titude of the church toward them is the same. As long as they stand and are acknowledged, obedience is to be enjoined as a duty, factious resistance con- demned as a sin." If all Southern Christians had scrupulously adhered to this rule they would have been guiltless of complicity in precipitating the most unnecessary, cruel, and wicked rebellion known in the history of the world. But, alas, they did not. Southern Presbyterians aided and abetted the rebell- ion from its incipiency to its culmination. They fanned the sparks of civil strife till they blazed out in lambent flames, enveloping the sacred ediiice of our country's liberties, which were only extinguished by the loyal Christians and patriots of the country, North and South, with the sacrifice of a mighty host of heroic martyrs, and by the destruction of the in- cendiaries who desired to destroy the temple of free- dom and erect upon its ruins a fane whose corner-

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stone was to be human bondage. The Northern church does not believe in any dubious loyalty. They do not believe in enjoining upon those under their juris- diction obedience to God or the devil, whichever for the time holds governmental control. "They recog- nize the powers that be, which are ordained of God," as the dejure government that rules in righteousness, and not the de facto government that may gain a temporary control while attempting to overthrow the ordinance of heaven. An intelligent obedience is enjoined, which will sustain the righteous cause and subvert the de facto usurpation in the interests of slavery and its father, the devil.

The Southern General Assembly, after a long dis- sertation on the divinity of slavery, and a declara- tion that a contrary view held by any other church is unscriptural and fanatical, one of the most perni- cious heresies of modern times, and is a just cause of separation from it, makes this astounding announce- ment: "We would have it distinctly understood that in our ecclesiastical capacity we are neither the friends nor foes of slavery. We have no right as a church, to enjoin it as a duty or condemn it as a sin." And yet those who seek communion with them must believe in slavery per se or be rejected. Slavery jjer se ! Well, I have seen slavery per se, if it has ever had any existence in that form. I have seen it in eight slave states, and during eleven j'ears in the ante helium days — the palmy days of slavery — among a professedly Christian people. I have seen the tears

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and heard the groans of its victims as they bled un- der the lash of their cruel oppressors. I have heard their supplications ascending to heaven for deliver- ance, and if this was slavery per se I would, if its fate had been left to my judgment, have consigned it to the lowest hell. Ah ! there never was a Utopian slavery per se so sinless and sj5 free from horror, bar- barity, and cruelty, and so righteous and humane, as to meet the approval of heaven.

Would any Southern church or presbytery dare at this late day, in this the millennial dawn, ask an applicant for admission to one of their presbyteries or churches, Do you believe in slavery pe?* se? Do you believe that the relation of the church to the state is a de facto and not a de jure relation ? Al- though their General Assembly proclaims these views as " distinctive principles," and the first virtually as a term of communion, yet none of the churches un- der its jurisdiction would so insult the common sense of the applicant or stultify themselves as to ask these questions. Many of their presbyteries and synods vir- tually declared the Confederate government the dejure government, and the General Assembly having review and control, took no exception to the records. Not- withstanding those offensive "distinctive principles," the custom of the Southern churches and presbyteries is to receive applicants from other bodies upon the face of their credentials. jMust the foul corpse of slavery per se and the putrid cadaver of the defunct de facto Southern Coiifederacy be held Hp in all their

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distorted deformity and ghastly hideousness by the spiritual bourbons of the southern church in every General Assembly before the startled gaze of those who come to them bearing the olive branch of peace and unity, with the cry, " Do you believe in these dog- mas f DO YOU BELIEVE IN THESE DOGMAS? for

these are the shibboleths by which we test your spir- ituality and your fidelity to Christ's crown and king- dom ? If you do not believe in these dogmas, away with you ! we know you to be fanatical and most perniciously heretical, and we will not leave for yours the communion of Abraham, Samson, Solomon, etc., who went to heaven from a slave-holding (and polyg- amous) country and church." ' After the few sur- viving custodians of these offensive remains are buried with them, none will be found willing to resurrect and parade before the church and the world that which is tiie bar sinister upon the southern escutch- eon, and then reunion in all its fullness and blessed- ness will be speedily accomplished, and the reunited church will enter upon a mission more noble than the conservation of issues dead, and damned by the united voice of Christendom.

Fairview, Luzerne Co., Pa., Oct. 10, 1888.

CREED OF ALL ORTHODOX CHURCHES.

1. The divine inspiration, authority, and suffi- ciency of the Holy Scriptures.

2. The right and duty of private judgment in the interpretation* of the Holy Scriptures.

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3. The Unity of the Godhead and the Trinity of the persons therein.

4. The utter depravity of human nature in conse- quence of the fall.

5. The incarnation of the Son of God. His work of atonement for the sins of mankind, and his medi- atorial intercession and reign.

6. The.justification of the sinner by faith alone.

7. The work of the Holy Spirit in the conversion and sanctifi cation of the sinner.

8. The obligation to keep holy one day in seven, the immortality of the soul, the resurrection of the body, the judgment of the world by our Lord Jesus Christ, with the eternal blessedness of the righteous and the eternal punishment of the wicked.

9. The divine institution of the Christian minis- try, and the obligation and perpetuity of the ordi- nances of baptism and the Lord's Supper.

St. Louis, Mo.

THE LAW OF REVIVALS.

Have we a reasonable hope of a revival, if we look for it, and pray for it, and work for it according to God's plan and in his way? Law is that which is set, laid, or fixed — the regular method or sequence by which certain phenomena or eficcts follow certain conditions or causes — the uniform methods or rela- tions according to which material and mental forces act in producing effects. God is the author of all law, whether written or unwritten, whether physical

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or spiritual. Law is the established mode of divine operation, whether in nature or grace. As Hooker says, " I-Ier seat is the bosom of God, her voice the harmony of the world." Dr. Chalmers says, " Pre- sent the Deity with the same conditions, and he is certain to act in the same way." We know that everything in the universe is under law. God is a God of law and order, and does not act capriciously or arbitrarily. Has he any law governing the phe- nomena which we call revivals? If so, has he made known this law ? Have we any agency in producing them? or do they occur as the cyclone, the earth- quake, or revival of nature in the spring, without any agency of ours? If so, then we have no respon- sibility in the matter. We cannot hasten the coming on of the spring ; God revives nature when he pleases. We simply wait his pleasure, and then co-operate with him by preparing the soil and putting in the seed. But is this true in a spiritual revival? Have we nothing to do in bringing about a revival in the church? Are we to wait for God to come and revive his work ? No one will say this but a fatalist. We must find out the conditions upon which he promfses to revive his work, and comply with them, if we ex- pect his blessing. As the elder Edwards says, " Whenever God is about to bestow any great bless- ing upon a people, he sets them to praying for it." True revivals ai-e not got up — they are got down. "O! Lord, revive thy work." This prayer begins to be offered from the heart by some Christian in a

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cturch before every true revival. " It is time to seek the Lord till he come." " If my people who are called by my name will humble themselves and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways, then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sins and will heal their land." Here is God's law of revival clearly set forth. It never fails M'hen honestly complied with on the part of his children. Leavenworth, Crawford Co., Indiana.

THE CHUECH— WHAT THE CHURCHES BELIEVE IN REGARD TO TEMPERANCE. •

EEFOEMED CHUECH. »

Wheeeas, Moral suasion and temperance soci- eties of themselves have not been able to suppress the wicked traffic, and to tax the sale for purposes of revenue would be to do evil that good might accrue, or to raise revenue from an iniquitous traffic would be to legalize iniquity ; ^therefore,

Resolved, That the only true and proper remedy for the gigantic evil is prohibition.

THE BAPTISTS.

That intemperance is inconsistent with Christianitj'l and as the liquor power is threatening our National honor, invading our' homes, and breaking down our Christian Sabbath by its opposition to all laws, both human and divine, it becomes the duty of every Cliristian to direct his powers of persuasion, prayers-, efforts, and votes to entirely destroy said traffic, and

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brand it with its true name as a crime against the best interests of humanity.

UNITED BRETHREN.

* * All laws for the regulation of such a wrong are in violation of the divine laws, and are promoters of evil deeds. * * * JSTot only should our peo- ple totally abstain, but in their capacity as Christian citizens they should vote for such persons only as are" temperate themselves and will use all prqper means for the prohibition of this unholy traific.

^ LANCASTER (o.) CONFERENCE.

Whether under the name of license or tax, we hereby record our unalterable opposition to a legis- lated traffic in the souls of our fellow-men. We earnestly advise all our preachers and people to sup- port no party that does not pronounce for the sup- pression of the saloon ; and to vote for no candidate who, through fear or policy, is unwilling to pledge his support to the principle of prohibition.

PRESBYTERIANS.

That the entire extinction of the manufacture and sale of intoxicating liquors as a beverage is the goal to which the General Assembly looks forward, and for the accomplishment of, which it expects the earnest, united, determined, and persistent labors of its ministers and people.

THE LUTHERANS.

We will support only such party through which

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we believe we can secure prohibitory laws, and we are determined that we will not lay down our arms until the banner of Constitutional and Statutory Prohibition will float victoriously over State and Nation.

CHRISTIAN.

Resolved, That for years we have prayed for prohi-

I bition, and that hereafter we will vote as we pray.

Also that we will not only vote and pray, but preach

and work for the success of the Prohibition party. —

Central Illinois Conference.

THE METHODISTS.

We are unalterably opposed to the enactment of laws that propose by license, taxing, or otherwise to regulate the drink traffic, because they provide for its continuance and afford no protection against its rava- ges. We hold that the propel- attitude of all Chris- tians toward this traffic is one of uncompromising opposition; and while we do not presume to dictate to our people as to their political affiliations, we do express the opinion that they should not allow them- selves to be controlled by party organizations that are managed in the interest of the drink traffic.

UNITED PRESBYTERIANS.

Resolved, That this assembly is for prohibition iSrst, last, and always; that prohibition's power for good is so manifest in Topeka, the capital city of Kansas, that this alone justifies us in our opposition; that there can be no compromise with this evil ; that

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absolute, unconditional prohibition is the end at which we should aim and the ultimatum which alone we are willing to accept.

QUAKERS.

We are opposed to any system of license or taxa- tion, because any such system is a compromise with sin, and not only provides for the continuance of the traffic, but also makes us partners in its profits and. its results. We favor personal total abstinence from intoxicants, and the enactment and enforcement of constitutional laws abolishing the traffic, and we are fully convinced that such enactment and enforcement will be effected only by a party that shall openly avow prohibition as a fundamental principle.

WESLEYANS.

Whereas, The Prohibition party, that proposes the destruction of the saloon business, is in harmony with the advice of our discipline; therefore,

Resolved, That we will work and vote with this party; that Ave recommend all our churches and peo- ple to honestly investigate for themselves, and not depend on the dominant party organs for information as to how a Christian and temperance man shall vote on the temperance question, knowing that we owe our first duty to God. — Central Ohio Conference.

The democratic party is unwilling to protect the negro in tlie southern states in his right to vote and have his vote counted, and the republican party is

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unable to secure for him that right. It is only- through the prohibition party that he can obtain it, by marching through the divided lines to a free ballot and fair count. — Clinton B. Fisk.

Sermon preached by Rev. John H. Aughey in the Presbyterian Church of French Camp, Miss., in the year 1860 and repeated in Nazareth Church, Attala county, Miss.

The text is recorded in Romans xiii. 1 : " Let every soul be subject unto the high powers, for there is no power but of God. The powers that be are ordained of God."

Loyalty to the government is obedience to God, for God has commanded it. Governments were ordained by the Almighty for wise and beneficent purposes. Without government there would be anarchy, and a more awful state of society could not exist than for ev- ery man to do tiiat which seems right in his own eyes. There would be no protection for life and property. Men would be governed by the principle that might makes right, and the weak would be wholly at the mercy of the strong. Society could not long exist in this chaotic state. Its foundations would be over- thrown speedily, and barbarism of the rudest form would supplant civilization. Governments are or- dained by God to be a terror to evil doers and for the praise or approval and protection of them that do well. This is done in the providence of God by the agency

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of man. Though nations are established by man, in- strumentally it is done by the determinate counsel and foreknowledge of God, who determines the times before appointed and the bounds of their habitation, and has made all their inhabitants of one blood. Jacob, when dying, revealed by the spirit of prophesy the precise locality of the inheritance of each tribe and its territorial limits, hundreds of years before it entered upon its possession in the land of promise, even though the inhei'itance after the conquest of Canaan fell to each tribe by lot. God imbues man with the wisdom to perceive the necessity and desira- bleness of authority to restrain the vicious and law- less element found in every society. This authority is conferred upon certain individuals by a vote of the people, who thus become magistrates, and in this way government is established. The preamble to tht constitution of our country clearly states the objects for which our government exists and for which our constitution was framed, ordained, and established. " We, the people of the United States, in order to form a more perfect union, establish justice, insure domes- tic tranquillity, provide for the common defence, pro- mote the general welfare, and secure the blessings of liberty to ourselves and our posterity, do ordain and establish this constitution." Our government has not been negligent of duty. All the above ends have been accomplished. All the duties enumerated have been performed, and a degree of prosperity unparal- leled in the history of nations has been secured.

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The late presidential election was conducted under a strict observance of all the forms of the constitu- tion. It was participated in by all the states — even belligerent South Carolina held an election without protest, and sent the returns to Washington. Should we repudiate a result to which by voting we have made ourselves parties ? Should we make this fair, peaceful, and constitutional election a pretext for subverting the traditions of the past, the fame of our illustrious ancestors, the respect of other nations, the glory of the present, the hope of the future, the des- tiny ordained by heaven for our nation of being an asylum for the oppressed and a perpetual bulwark of defence against encroachments upon human liberty and the rights of man? I speak for myself. I for one, so help me God, will never become a party to the subversion of all the interests dear to every patriotic heart — interests that are linked indissolubly with our national unity and integrity.

Charles Cotesworth Pinckney, of South Carolina,. in the legislature of his state, in 1788, during the debates on the adoption of the constitution, said :. " This admirable manifesto, the Declaration of In- dependence, sufficiently refutes the doctrine of the individual sovereignty and independence of the sev- eral states. In no part of it are the several states mentioned by name, as if it was intended to impress the maxim upon America that our freedom and inde- pendence arose from our union, and that without it we never cquld be free and independent. Let us 37

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consider all attempts to weaken this union by main- taining that each state is separately and individually independent as a species of political heresy which can never benefit us, but may bring on us the most serious distresses."

If the Declaration of Independence refutes state sovereignty in the ultra sense, much more the con- stitution, which vests all the attributes of sovereignty in the national government, and which does this, not by the act of the individual state, but by that of the people of the United States. The constitution was submitted for adoption not to the legislatures of the several states, but to the people in convention assem- bled. It was unavoidable that the people should act by states since that was the only mode of combined action in their jiower. A constitution thus adopted is paramount and of perpetual obligation. There can be no withdrawal except by the inalienable right of revolution, and this should not be resorted to for light and transient causes.

The question was debated in the convention whether the federal or national plan should be adopted. Mr. Randolph said a national government alone properly constituted will answer the purpose. This question was discussed several days. When brought to a vote, the national plan was adopted. The issue was clearly stated so that no misapprehen- sion should exist. The constitution was sent with in- structions that the people were required to ratify it " in toto, unconditionally, and forever." And thus it

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was ratified. Those who advocate secession tell us that the states that constituted our government were free, sovereign, and independent nationalities, and as such have a right to withdraw from the government at will. Free, sovereign, and independent individu- als constituted the state governments and by parity of reasoning have a right to consult their own inter- est or pleasure and to withdraw at will from the state government which they created. West Virginians and East Tennesseeans threaten to do this if those states should secede. This right you deny them with acerbity. A government thus bound together with a rope of sand without cohesion in its parts, whose laws may be nullified and whose authority may be renounced at any time by the free, sovereign, and independent individuals or states composing it, is inefficient and powerless for good, the sport of caprice, unworthy of respect, wholly at the mercy of demagogues, the , scorn, derision, and contempt of stable governments, without credit, a mere shadow without substance, the tennis ball of politicians, a bubble ready to burst at any moment. So feeble that slavery or the protective measures devised to promote domestic industry could demolish it, the ob- ject of threat and menace by the communist and the nihilist. When Israel was rent in twain it was of the Lord to punish their idolatry. If they should return unto the Lord he promises, in Ezekiel xxxvii. 22, to make them one nation in the land. The evil of being two nations, belligerent and envious of each

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pther, was great, as their history after their divisiou conclusively proves. If there should be fifty sover- eign and independent nations within the area em- braced by the United States of America, with clash- ing interests and standing armies and navies upon a war footing, and ruinous customs and duties, and a host of officials and oppressive taxation, we would sigh in anguish of soul for the government we had in our wantonness, folly, and wickedness overthrown.

I believe in state sovereignty. I believe also in national supremacy. The constitution of the United States'is the bond of Federal union. It was framed by our fathers with a wisdom akin to inspiration. It is a charter of liberty to be construed liberally so as to carry out all the beneficent objects of the good and wise government which its framers designed to establish. The government of the United States is a national government, with general powers, supreme within the limit of those powers, and with a Federal court selected as the sole final tribunal to pass upon the limits and extent of those powers.

The states are the agents of the people for local purposes precisely as the general government is the agent of the people for national purposes. State rights as distinguished from national authority has been a dangerous and disturbing element in Ameri- can politics. To the people at large both state and nation are convenient agencies for the exercise of dis- tinct and separate powers to promote the common good. To the individual citizen they are the guar-

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■dians of distinct and separate rights and privileges, for which we owe allegiance and duty.

Their functions pertain to different spheres and in their exercise there is no conflict and needs be none. Let us love our state with an ardent love and our sister states with an equal love, for we are all children of our common parent, the government of the United States. Our sister states are not so many ■ foreign nations with whom we have no relation, except through a temporary league subject to disso- lution at will, but we as states are all integral parts of a great nation bound together by indissoluble ties. Let us ever pray that no weaj^on formed against her shall prosper. Perish the hand that would with parri- cidal intent aim a blow at our national unity and in- tegrity. Our country by its physical features seems to be fitted for but one nation. What ceaseless trouble would be caused by having the sources of our rivers in one country and their mouths in another, and in their courses passing through a dozen or more for- eign nations, with diverse interests and hostile inhab- itants. We are all descended from a common pa- rentage ; we all speak the same language ; we are all believers in the Christian religion; we all believe in a republican form of government ; we are all willing to sacrifice our lives if necessary to preserve our inalien- able rights of life and liberty. We have really no conflictino- interests, the statements of some of our astute politicians to the contrary notwithstanding. In revealing to you the whole counsel of God and

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thus acquitting my conscience I declare it to be my firm conviction that you should vote against secession, and if necessary fight against all those miscreants who would subvert the government of our nation^ under whose beneficent sway we have so greatly prospered. Our progress in all that constitutes true greatness and material prosperity are unparalleled in the history of nations. Why with malice prepense should we play the fool by destroying the source of all our political blessings. Secession and treason are convertible terms. Let us not be guilty of rebellion against the ordinance of God, the powers .that be, and thus bring upon us the wrath of an oficnded and sin- avenging Jehovah, who will not lightly pass over so great a crime. We as a nation may be under the wrath of an offended God- because of our national sins unrepented of, but God, who is long suffering and of tender compassion does not ordinarily destroy a nation within the first century of its existence. Even though its sins are heinous, a longer probation is accorded. He may punish us, but I trust not with so terrible and disastrous a punishment as the destruction of our government, which is the pal- ladium of our liberty and prosperity, and the pres- ervation of whose integrity is so dear to the heart of every loyal citizen and true patriot and friend of good government. All should regard the Union as inviolable and perpetual, and that all grievances must be redressed within the Union, by remedies which respect its integrity.

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If there is a difference of opinion as to the con- stitutionality of a Federal law the supreme court of the United States determines the question. This right is not accorded to any state.

South Carolina has usurped the prerogative of the supreme court. Iler act is unconstitutional and void, and may result in a bloody fratricidal civil war. This will doubtless be the result if she should persist in her wayward and wicked course. This tiny state has declared secession to be constitutional, and with- out consulting her sister states or waiting longer for CO operation, may enact a secession ordinance. She does not realize the enormity of her folly.

What will the government do if she secedes? It may be pertinent to quote Sec. 2, Art. 6 of the con- stitution of the United States : " Tliis constitution and the laws of the United States and the laws which may be made in pursuance thereof, and all treaties made or which shall be made under the authority of the United States, shall be the supreme law of the land, and the judges in every state shall be bound thereby, anything in the constitution or laws of any state to the contrary notwithstanding."

Supremely silly and superlatively wicked South Carolina ! Let us not imitate her folly and thus be- come partaker of her sin and consequent punishment if she should carry to a logical conclusion this initia- tory act of treason and rebellion against the nation and her own true interests.

This is the language of Virginia uttered when she

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gave her adhesion to the general government : " The powers granted under the constitution being derived from the people of the United States may be resumed by them whenever the same shall be perverted to their injury or oppression."

This makes it clearly evident that Virginia under- stood that separate state secession was inadmissible.

The question is pertinent, has the general govern- ment perverted its powers to the injury or oppression of the southern people? Many seem to think that the general government was established solely to con- serve, perpetuate, and extend the institution of human slavery. Jefferson Davis formulates this idea in a speech delivered by him in Jackson* Miss., Sept. 3d, 1858: "If an abolitionist be chosen president you will have presented to you the question whether you will permit the government to pass into the hands of your avowed and implacable enemies. I will state my supposition to be that such a result would be a species of revolution by which the purposes of the government would be destroyed and the observ- ances of its mere forms entitled to no respect. In that event in such manner as should be most expedi- ent I should deem it your duty to provide for your safety outside of the union from those who have al- ready shown the will and would have acquired the power to deprive you of your birthright and reduce you to worse than the colonial dependence of your fathers."

No more bitter denunciations of slavery were ever

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heard than those uttered by Thomas Jefferson and Mason and other southern statesmen at the very time of the formation of the constitution of the United ■States. It was Thomas Jefferson who introduced a resolution into the continental congress to the effect that after the year 1800 no slavery should exist in any of the western territories nor on any soil not in- cluded within the established and ancient limits of the states themselves.

Slavery at this time was regarded as an inherited •exotic, a legacy from the mother country, which con- ferred no benefit sufficient to compensate for its reproach and its disadvantages and as an institution which it would be necessary to tolerate but for a short time, as it was believed to be on the way to ultimate ex- iinction. The word slave does not occur in the con- stitutitm of the United States, and the question is de- batable whether the constitution of our country is a pro-slavery document. Slavery is the apple of discord dropped in the halls of legislation which threatens to let loose upon our country greater evils than were emitted from Pandora's box. The major- ity of our people have no personal interest in this matter. We are not slave owners. It is not a ques- tion between the North and the South but between the slave-holder and the abolitionist. The border states are in greater danger of losing slaves by their proximity to the free states, yet they are far less easily excited upon this subject and far less revolutionary in spirit. Let us profit by their example, and pre-

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serve our dignity which is wofully compromised by threats, undue excitement, and the display of a mer- curial temperament.

It is thouglit by many in the South that the church's mission is to foster the interests of our pecu- liar institution, and they advocate separation from the church in the free labor states because of their hostility to slavery. In 1818 our whole church. North and South, were a unit in the condemnation of human slavery. It is we that have changed, not they.

General Washington, after enumerating the ines- timable blessings that flow from the National Union, declares : " These considerations speak a persuasive language to every reflecting and virtuous mind, and exhibit the Union as a primary object of patriotic desire. This government, the offspring of our own choice, uninfluenced and unawed ; adopted upon full investigation and mature deliberation; completely free in its principles, in the distribution of its pow- ers; uniting security with energy, and containing within itself a provision for its own amendment — has a just claim to your confidence and support. Re- spect for its authority, compliance with its laws, acquiescence in its measures, are duties enjoined by the fundamental maxims of true liberty. The very idea of the power and the right of the people to es- tablish government presupposes the duty of every individual to obey the established governmeat.

"The constitution, till changed by an explicit and authentic act of the whole people, is sacredly obliga- tory upon all."

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Let us remember these words of the revered Wash- ington.

Let us not, in the interests of an exotic institution engrafted upon the body politic by a despotic king while we were in colonial vassalage, basely attempt to subvert this fair fabric, this temple of liberty erected by our venerated fathers, at infinite cost, to secure for themselves and posterity a permanent refuge from oppression, together with all the inestimable blessings resulting from the possession of those inalienable human rights — life, liberty, and the pursuit of happi- ness.

Winona, Mississippi, December 16th, 1860.

When a robber takes a man's money, he leaves the man's mind and body as strong and healthy as be- fore. But when the liquor seller takes it for intoxi- cating drinks he gives that which weakens the mind destroys the body, and corrupts the heart. Which is the worse robber ? — Rev. J. C. Hogan.

Many Unionists were murdered in and near Oak Vale, Mercer county, West Virginia, during the dark days of the rebellion. The bones of Frank Jour- nell, one of these martyrs, were found and buried July 4, 1888, by Rev. Art. L. Hughes and others, of Luzerne county, Pennsylvania. The coffin was covered with black cloth, and a flag, with some choice flowers, were placed upon the grave. The religious services were conducted by Mr. Hughes, and a brief

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history of the man and his cowardly murder was given by Hon. George Evans, of this place. * * The exercises were closed by R. E. Hughes reading a poem written for the occasion by Mary Dale Culver Evans :

We'll cover them over, the bones of the dead; Bring laurels and myrtle to strew o'er his bed — The bones that were bleaching now honored shall be, By patriot hearts in the land of the free.

Twice a decade of years had passed o'er his form, Full twenty long summers and winters of storm, Ere the lone spot was found where martyr he died, Cut down by assassins in manhood's full pride.

He died for his country — the holiest cause — For Union, for Freedom, for Liberty's laws, When treason ran rampant and sought to destroy The gift of our fathers unmixed with alloy.

The land next to heaven we prize as our own, Where religion and science twin sisters have grown. 'Neath the stars and the stripes, we love as a friend The time-honored banner he sought to defend.

Bring out from the forest the mouldering bones. From the gloom of the rock house, those sentinel stones, Mute witnesses they of the torturing pain When the victim to treason by ruflSans was slain.

Oh, cover them over and leave them to rest, *

With memorial honors over his breast;

And rear a just tablet the story to tell

To the youth of our country, the fate of Journell.

— Wilkes-Barre Secord.

A colored minister thus illustrated faith : " Faith, my bredren, am to do whatever God tells you to do — leastways to try. Now if God was to tell me to

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jump through dat stone wall, I'd jump at it. Jumpin at it belongs to me ; goin' through belongs to God Almighty."

Burnt Mills, Miss.

THE COLORED PHILOSOPHER.

Upon the hurricane deck of one of our gunboats an elderly darkey, with a very philosophical and retro- spective cast of countenance, squatted on his bundle, toasting his shins against the chimney, and apparently plunged into a state of profound meditation. Find- ing, upon inquiry, that he belonged to the Ninth Illinois, one of the most gallantly behaved and heav- ily losing regiments at the Fort Donaldson battle, I began to interrogate him upon the subject,

" You were in the fight, Uncle ? "

" Had a little taste of it, sa."

"Stood your ground, did you?"

"No, sa; I runs."

"Eun at the first fire, did you?"

" Yes, sa, and would hab run sooner if I had node it was comin'."

" That wasn't very creditable to your courage."

"Massa, dat isn't in my line; cookin's my profes- sion."

" Well, but have you no regard for your reputa- tion?"

" Eeputation is nuffin to me by de side of life."

"Do you consider your life worth more than other people's?"

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" It's worth more to me, sa."

"Then you must value it very highly?"

"Yes, sa, I does — more dan all dis world, more <Jan a million of dollars, sa ; for what would dat be worth to a man wid de breath out of him ? Self- preservation am de fust law wid me."

"But why should you act upon a different rule from other men ? "

"Because different men set different values upon their lives. Mine, sa, is not in de market."

" But if you lost it you would have the satisfaction of knowing that you died for your country."

" What satisfaction would dat be to me when de power of feeling was gone?"

"Then patriotism and honor are nothing to'ybu?"

"Nuffin whatever, sa; I regard dem as among de vanities."

" If our soldiers were like you, traitors might have broken up the government without resistance."

"Yes, sa; derewouldhab been no help for it; but I reckon if dey was all like me de country would be safe."

"Do you think any of your company would have missed you if you had been killed?"

"May be not, sa; a dead white man ain't much to dese sojers, much less a dead nigger. But I'd miss myself, and dat was de pint wid me."

It is safe to say that the corpse of Uncle Pete will never darken the field of carnage.

Petersburg, Pike Co., Indiana.

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DILEMMA,

The Southern Church enjoins obedience to the de facto government upon all under its jurisdiction. If this is not aceordedj the offender becomes obnoxious to ecclesiastical censure, even though his conscience, .his judgment, and the true principles of patriotism and religion impel him to sustain the de jure govern- ment existing by divine right and engaged in the righteous endeavor to subvert the de facto usurpation. The Southern General Assembly, after the war, at one of its sessions recalled all deliverances enacted during the war that might be construed as offensive to the Northern Assembly, or that might be regarded as hav- ing a political bearing, yet, in their volume entitled Distinctive Principles of the Southern Church, pub- lished with the sanction of their General Assembly, they are spreading broadcast all those offensive and political deliverances. They should, in the interests of peace and consistency recall the "Distinctive Prin- ciples," as they embody much that is offensive and political.

MY COUNTRY.

I love my country's vine-clad hills, Her thousand bright and gushing rills,

Her sunshine and her storms; Her rough and rugged rocks that rear, Their hoary heads high in the air,

In wild, fantastic form&

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I love her rivera deep and wide,

Their mighty streams that seaward glide,

To seek the ocean's breast; Her smiling fields, her flowery dales — Her shady dells, her pleasant vales,

Abodes of peaceful rest.

I love her forests, dark and lone. For there the wild bird's merry tone,

I hear from morn to night; And lovelier flowers are there I ween, Then e'er in eastern lands were seen.

In varied colors bright. .

Her forests and her valleys fair,

Her flowers that scent the morning air.

All have their charms for me; — But more I love my country's name. Those words that echo deathless fame.

The Land of Liberty !

THE SHIP OF STATE.

Thou too, sail on, O ship of State ! Sail on, oh Union, strong and great ! Humanity with all its fears. With all the hopes of future years. Is hanging breathless on thy fate. We know what Master laid thy keel. What workman wrought thy ribs of steel.

Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat. In what a forge, and what a heat.

Were shaped the anchors of thy hope.

Fear not each sudden sound and shock; 'Tis of the wave, and not the rock; 'Tis but the flapping of the sail, And not a rent made by the gale.

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Spite of rock and tempest roar

In spite of false lights on the shore,

Sail CD, nor fear to hreast the sea;

Our hearts, our hopes, are all with thee,

Our hearts, our hopes, our prayers, our tears.

Our faith triumphant o'er our fears,

Are all with thee — are all with thee. — Longfellow.

IS ANOTHER CIVIL WAE IMMINENT?

We learn by the Atlanta Constitution of Oct. 28, 1888, that Mr. Henry W. Grady, of Atlanta, Ga., addressed twenty thousand applauding people in Dallas, Texas, Oct. 27, 1888. He thus alluded to Gen. Sherman : "Just now Gen. Sherman has said, and I honor him as a general : ' The negro must be allowed to vote, and his vote must be counted, other- wise, as sure as there is a God in heaven, you will have another war, more cruel than the last, when the torch and dagger will take the place of the muskets of well ordered battalions. Should the negro strike that blow in seeming justice there will be millions to assist them.' And this general took Johnston's sword in surrender ! He looked upon the thin and ragged battalions in gray, that for four years had held his teeming and heroic legions at bay. Facing them, he read their courage in their depleted ranks. When he found it in his heart to taunt these heroes with this threat, why, careless as he was twenty years ago with fire, he is even now more careless with his words," etc. 38

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Again Mr. Grady says : ""Many wise men hold that the white vote of the South should divide, the color line be beaten down, and the Southern States ranged on economic or moral questions, as interest or belief demands. I am compelled to dissent from this view. The worst thing, in my opinion, that could happen is, that the white people of the South should stand in opposing factions. Consider such a status. If the negroes were skillfully led, and leaders would not be lacking, it would give them the balance of power — a thing not to be considered. The hope of the South is in the clear and unmistakable domina- tion of the white race through the integrity of its own vote. The supremacy of the white race of the South must be maintained forever, because the white race is the superior race, and the domination of the negro race resisted at all points and at all hazards." From the above it is plain that Mr. Grady favors debarring the negro from the exercise of his constitutional right to vote and have his vote counted. He also holds that but one party should be tolerated in the South. These views are to be carried out " at all points and at all hazards." General Sherman is right, and civil war is inevitable in the near future, and it will be a holy and justifiable war upon the part of those who resist these intolerable aggressions upon the civil rights of American citizens. Nothing can prevent a sanguinary civil contest except a change of views upon the part of the dominant party in the Southern States. The present willful, wayward, wicked advo-

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cacy of the nullification of an explicit article in the ■constitution of the United States will most certainly bring upon you, Mr. Grady, and the Southern people (if they foolishly approve your views and give them a practical bearing) the horrors of an internecine war, more disastrous than the one evoked by dema- gogues in the futile attempt to subvert the republic in the interests of slavery, and many of your dupes will, in all probability, expiate their offense upon the gallows. If, in the ante bellum days, the Southern people had hanged a few of the blatant oratorical advocates of nullification and secession, the late civil war would never have occurred. Let them now be- ware of demagogues who are advising them to attempt, or rather, continue, the nullification of ex- press articles in the constitution of the United States, lest they precipitate a desolating revolution and rebel- lion. Those who sow the wind will reap the whirl- wind, cyclone, and tempest.

The suppression of the colored vote (and that of the scalawags) by fraud, intimidation, and violence, of which some of the Southern people are guilty, and which you, Mr. Grady, approve and advise, is nullification of and rebellion against Federal laws, and those guilty of it ought to meet the doom of traitors speedily, ere they involve our beloved coun- try in the horrors of another civil and fratricidal war. The Southern people followed the advice of Yancey, to their sorrow. Let them beware of Grady, or a worse fate may befall them.

" I would like to hear a bugle call throughout the land demanding a pure baUot. A free ballot honestly expressed and fairly counted is the main safeguard of our institutions, and its suppression under any circumstances cannot be tolerated." — President-elect Harrison's Address, Jan. i, i88g.

The Ikon Fuenace, by Rev. John H. Anghey, pp. 300, pub- lished by Alfred Martien, is the second edition of a volume ■which vras widely circulated at the time of its first appearance, and is well worthy of careful perusal now. The spirit and acts of slavery and secession should be known for the instruction of succeeding generations. The sufferings and heroism of those who, like Mr. Aughey, dared to be loyal in the midst of trea- son and rebellion, cannot be too highly esteemed. Mr. Aughey is now a pastor in this vicinity, and a member of the Presby- tery of Shenango. We hope that this second edition will have a large sale. The style is good, and the narrative is of thrill- ing interest, relating as it does the terrible experiences of one living among us. — Tlie Presiyterian Banner, Pittsburg, Pa.

The Iron Fuenace ; oe, Slaveky and Secession. By- Eev. John H. Aughey, a refugee from Mississippi. Phil- adelphia : Alfred Martien, 1215 Chestnut St. This is a new edition of a work which we formerly noticed favorably. When it first appeared, during the war, it was widely circulated, and this new edition shows that it is still in demand. Times bave changed and " the iron furnace" has. happily perished with the rebellion, still it is well to keep these things in remembrance, and Mr. Aughey's thrilling nar- rative of personal adventure and suffering at the hands of his secession and proslavery persecutors, will be read with un- abated interest. It will no doubt be welcomed by the reading public. — TJie United Presbyterian, Pittsburg, Fa.

By Henry Vaed Beechee:

I take pleasure In announciug that Kev. John H. Aughey will deliver a lecture in this church (Plymouth church, Brook- lyn) on next Wednesday evening. He will repeat the lecture recently pronounced by him in Cooper Institute, New York City. Mr. Aughey is a Mississippi Unionist who was "faithful found among the faithless." His uncompromising courage, heroic devotion, unswerving loyalty, and invincible endurance, so full of touching pathos, appeal to the higher feelings of every true lover of freedom and friend of humanity. Mr. Aughey was bound in irons and imprisoned in the dungeon, in the midst of the great rebel army at Tupelo, Miss., from which he made his escape a few days before the time fixed for his death by hang- ing. His escape was one of the most remarkable on record. Come and hear him.

From The Christian at Work, New York:

Tupeld, by Eev. John H. Aughey, A.M., author of Spiritual Gems of the Ages, etc. This is certainly a remarkable book, the interest of which cannot be exaggerated, etc.

From The Mid Continent, St. Louis, Mo. :

This is an enlarged and completed sequel of The Iron Fur- nace, which was published many years ago. It is a personal narrative of the imprisonment and escape of a southern Union- ist at the outbreak of the war, and of his wonderful escapes. It is certainly fall of thrilling adventure, well told, and is more interesting than a novel. It is a volume of 600 pages, embel- lished with a portrait of the author and numerous illustrative engravings.

From The Wllkes-Barre Record, Pa. :

Eev. John H. Aughey, A.M., pastor of the Presbyterian churches of Mountain Top and Sugar Notch, has recently pub- lished a volume entitled Tupelo, in which he narrates his ex- perience in the South during the war of the Rebellion. No more thrillingly interesting volume has ever been written. The style is Addisonian, and this volume will doubtless take high rank, as a war classic, etc.

From The Presbyterian, Philadelphia, Pa. :

"Tupelo," by Eev. John H. Aughey, M.A, author of the " Iron Furnace, ' ' etc. Lincoln, Neb. , State Journal Co. , printers, 1888. "Tupelo" is, we are informed by the author, an "en. larged and completed sequel" of the "Iron Furnace," a book published by Mr. Aughey, after his escape from the secession- ists in the first years of the -war. It attracted much attention at the time, and unveiled some of the fierce and cruel assaults made by lawless men upon the few who stood for the Union. Mr. Aughey has made additions and corrections, which have added to the value of this volume, but the story of his escape remains in a large part the same. By some singular error the death of Mr. Aughey was announced a few weeks ago. The volume before us gives evidence that he is alive, and alive to the present as well as to the past.

From The Presbyterian Journal, Philadelphia, Pa. :

The Eev. John H. Aughey has given an enlarged and com- pleted sequel of " The Iron Furnace," under the title of "Tu- pelo." It is a burning narrative of his sufferings during the war. As it appeared originally, it had warm commendations from public men. It now makes a volume of 600 pages, well printed. In an unexplainable way it was telegraphed all over the country a few weeks ago that Mr. Aughey had suddenly died. He is still living at Mountain Top, Pa., where he dates his preface. He endeavored to find out how the telegraphic report originated, but to no avail. The volume is published by State Journal Co., Lincoln, Neb.

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SPIRITUAL GEMS

OF THE AGES.

EEY. JOHISr H. AUGHET,

AUTHOR OF " The lEox Fhrnacf.." "Grammatical Guide," "Tupelo,'

" In AlEMORIAM," JiTC.

" Spieituai, Gems " contains 550 pages Price $2.00. Sold on subscription. Liberal terms to ageats. For terms and territory address Rev. John H. Aughey, Mountain Top, Luzerne Co., Pa.

By Rev. "W. M. Grimes, D.D., Pastor 1st Presbyterian Church, Steuben ville, Ohio: From an examination of the book entitled Spiritual Gems, by Rev. John H. Aughey, and Irora my personal knowledge of the author, I can most cordially commend it to all who wish a rare casket of jewels, excellent sayings. These spiritual thoughts should be with every one.

W. M. GRIMES.

By Rev. E. D. Led yard, Pastor 2d Presbyterian Church, Steu- benville, Ohio: Spiritual Gems of the Ages, by Rev. John H. Aughey, is a compilation of valuable extracts upon important phases of truth, which will be sure to interest and instruct the reader. The tone of the book is eminently spiritual and evangelical, and cannot fail to do good.

E. D. LEDYARD.

By Rev. J. W. WightmAN, D.D., Principal Female Seminary, Steuben ville, O., and Pastor 3d Presbyterian Church. An examination of Spiritual Gems of the Ages convinces me that it possesses great value for thoughtful readers. Its im- portant truths, clearly and tersely expressed by the best minds of the race, cannot foil to be inspiring and helpful both to in- tellectual and spiritual life.

J. W. WIGHTMAN.

By Eugene P. Edwaeds, Pastor 2d M. E. Church, Steuben- ville, Ohio: From an examination of its merits, I fnlly and heartily eon- cur in the foregoing recommendations of Spiritual Gems of the Ages, and speak for it a hearty welcome by all lovers of good literature.

EUGENE P. EDWARDS.

ByEev. C. E. Hewitt, D.D., Pastor 1st Baptist Church, Peoria, Elinois: I have taken some time to look over the volnme entitled Spiritual Gems. I find in it many, very many, beautiful things — beautiful sentiments beautifully expressed, and in beautiful harmony with the teachings of God's Word. Jlay it find many readers.

C. E. HEWITT.

By Rev. Dan. F. Bradley, Pastor Congregational Church, Steubenville, Ohio: The book Spiritual Gems of the Ages lies before me. It is well printed and indexed, and is arranged in convenient topics. In it I have found many good and helpful thoughts to encour- age right living and afford comfort in hours of discouragement, as well as short sermons of warning and reproof. I have no doubt that the possession of this book will prove -helpful to many a soul.

DAN. F. BRADLEY.

By Rev. Wm. "VVishaet, D.D., of the U. P. Church, Monmouth, Illinois:

In reading this book, Spiritual Gems, etc., we have been both interested and edified. We have not lately read any book that combines so much pleasure with so much profit to the Christian reader. In style it is a book of aphorisms, terse sentences, pithy sayings, in each of which there is a clear example of the mul- ium ill pario, a kind of composition eminently calculated to arrest the attention, awaken and stiinulate the mind, and stick . last in the memory. These proverbial sayings are " as goads and nails fastened by Masters of Assemblies. " In matter, this book is eminently moral and evangelical. Vice is condemned, virtue is commended, and many precious doctrines of the Gos- pel illustrated and confirmed. It is a book that will be profit- able for reproof, correction, and instruction in righteousness to all who read it. We cordially commend it as a book for all, "but especially for Christian families.

WM. WISHART.

By Rev. J. Osmond, P.M., Des Moines Presbytery, Fairfield, Iowa: The book entitled Spiritual Gems of the Ages, by Rev. John H. Aughey, is, I think, rightly named. The selections of which it is composed are gems — many of them of the first water, none of them dull. The volume is one of those books that may bo taken up in leisure moments and one or more of its independ- ■ ent items read with pleasure and profit, thus furnishing food for thought and stimulus to right action when other pursuits are resumed. To such as indulge in few books it affords in- formation with reference to a great number of distinguished writers and authors by giving specimens of their productions.

It is a good and stimulating book.

J. OSMOND.

By Rev. Joseph Buchanan, of the U. P. Church, Steuben- Tille,0.: I have examined the collection of Spiritual Gems, by Rev. John H. Aughey, and can freely recommend it to the patron-

agts of any Christian who wishes to enlarge his knowledge and

spiritual influence.

JOSEPH BUCHANAN.

I have examined carefully and with great interest THE Spiritual Gems of the Ages, I am greatly pleased with it. I believe the book to be an admirable one — pithy, of great va- riety, and cannot fail to be interesting and profitable to all who read it. Every known duty is enforced, and every vice is made odious by being presented in its true aspect. The work is not sectarian, but it is truly evangelical, and its worth will be more hij;hly appreciated as time elapses. All the cardinal doctrines of grace are clearly and forcibly presented. The reader will find on every page pertinent, pungent, piquant pearls of thought. Open the book where you may, sparkling brilliants of the first water greet you. The minister of the gospel will find it an invaluable aid in the preparation of ser- mons. Whatever his subject, he cannot fail to find many truths pertinent to it in this volume, and these truths so clearly and forcibly presented that any ordinary congregation will at once grasp and retain them. The Sabbath-school teacher, the parent, the private Christian, will find this volume a valuable aid to devotion, and a spiritual treasury from which to draw daily Iresh supplies. The winner of souls will be encouraged in his great work, and greatly aided in answering objections, and in presenting, enJorciug, and illustrating the truth. May it have, as it richly deserves, a large sale and numerous.

EEV. JOHN F. BOYD,

Steubenville, Ohio.

" Full many a gem of purest ray serene " is garnered in this volume. It is the fruit of laborious research during a minis- try of Thirty Years. The literature of every age, of every nation, of every language, of every sect, has contributed its quota to the setting of these gems in a crown radiant with brilliants of the first water.

This book will bless the home it enters, and the individual

who makes it liis mentor. It will eurich the understanding and purify the heart hy the presentation of the most sublime truths that ever entered the arcanum of the soul of man. There are lessons of deep and abiding interest to be learned by perusing and meditating upon these garnered treasures; these purest, noblest, and most elaborate thoughts of the wisest and holiest men that ever blessed the earth with their presence, and enriched its spiritual literature with the winnowed wheat, the rich fruitage of their life-long labor and research.

This volume bears the impress of every diversity of individ- ual character. More than three thousand saints, philosophers, and sages, whose lives have extended through a period of four thousand years of the world's history, have contributed, each his quota, to the formation of this volume. Thus have been secured variety, spirituality, and the highest order of intellect- ual thought and diction. Not a single inferior or common- place thought or sentiment has been suffered to enter; and if any has surreptitiously found a place, upon discovery it will be unceremoniously ejected. It is a book suited to all ages and all nations; to all classes of men, and all states of society ; for all capacities of intellect, and all necessities of the soul. It sets forth the most heavenly truths in a manner clear and convincing, and makes them comprehensible by all. All ab- struse speculation is avoided. The King's highway of holiness — the way of salvation — is pointed out as with a beam of light, so that the convicted sinner needs not doubt as to what he must do to be saved. By the blessing of the Holy Spirit, the impenitent reader may be convicted of sin and led to put implicit trust in that Savior of whose ability and willingness to save he will find in this volume a complete revelation. The reader will rise from its perusal with elevated thoughts and feelings, with more ardent love of virtue, with increase of spiritual information, and with intense desire to serve more faithfully as a laborer in his Master's vineyard. This volume is unique ; it is a desideratum in religious literature, and it will doubtless become the vade-mecum of many a Christian.

The author is a member of the Presbytery of Lackawanna, and pastor of the Mountain Top church, near Wilkes-Barre, Luzerne county, Pa.

BUKLINGTON, Des Moines Co., Iowa, May 19, 1887.

By Eev. Alexandeb Swaney, D.D., Toronto, Ohio:

The book now offered to the public, Spiritual Gems of the Ages, by Rev. John H. Aughey, is one that cannot fall to be useful to any and all who carefully read it. It will prove it- self especially valuable for those who are very busy, whose mo- ments are precious and have not much time to read. Every page and almost every sentence is filled with something good.

ALEXANDER SWANEY.

By Rev. Thomas V. Milligan, D.D., Pastor Presbyterian Church, East Liverpool, Ohio: I can cheerfully commend the book herewith submitted for your reading. Spiritual Gems, if carefully read, will save you buying many books, as it brings to you the cream, and leaves the skim-milk for those who have more leisure than you or I have. You are safe to buy it and you will be sure to read it, and the rest will follow.

THOMAS V. MILLIGAN.

A very interesting and instructive book. — L. J. Ewing, Cedar Valley, Ohio.

I know of no better book except the Bible. — H. Lee, Cross Creek Village, Pa.

From the Herald and Presbyter, Cincinnati, Ohio:

Spiritual Gems of the Ages, by Rev. John H. Aughey, Elm Street Printiug Co., pp. 550, price $2.00. This is a beautiful collection of gems of thought, eminently spiritual in tone, and calculated to enrich the mind that studies them. The selec tionshave been gathered during a ministry of thirty years, and now, grouped under appropriate titles, and well indexed, will be found of great value to ministers and religious teachers. The work is sold on subscription.

Spiritual Gems of the Ages is selling rapidly. Agents take from eight to eighteen orders per day. Agents find no fault with the terms given. For terms and territory please address REV. JOHN H. AUGHEY,

Mountain Top, Luzerne Co., Pa.

Or, Rev. J. F. Boyd, Steuben ville, O.; W. D. Paden, Cam- eron, Texas; Dr. J. "VV. Ferguson, CJongress, O ; Dr. J. C. Mc- Afee, Dallas, W. Va.; Dr. T. G. Paden, luka. Miss.; M. M. DeLashmet, Princeton, Ind.; Rev. J. P. Brengle, Corydon, Iowa; Isaac S. Suydam, San Jacinto, Gal.; Rev. R. L. Neely, Denmark, Tenu.; Rev. W. J. McKay, Mayesville, S. C; R. H Pepper, Seaton, 111.; P. W. Petrie, Farmington, 111.; E. B. Holden, Bushnell 111. ; David Stetler, Sugar Notch, Pa.

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For Terms and Territory:

Those residing east of the Mississippi River desiring agencies, will address Rev. John PI. AuGiiEY, Mountain Top, Luzerne Co., Pa.

Those residing west of the Mississippi River will address W. D. Hart, Esq., Minden, Kearney Co., Nebr.

If there has been no agent appointed for your territory, send your address, enclosing two dollars, to Rev. John H. Aughey, Mountain Top, Pa., and the book will be sent you at once by mail or express, as you direct.

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