The Wade-Davis Manifesto.
It is sometimes difficult for the uninitiated to probe the motives of prominent politicians in seeking to distract and dismember the party which has elevated them to a prominent public position. Disappointed ambition has caused many a towering intellect to fall to the ground, unmourned, and unwept, and it would be strange indeed, if the Union party was exempt from the disaffected elements which pervades all parties, at all times, and especially during an exciting Presidential campaign.
This protest has been a God-send to the opponents of the Administration, and they catch at it as a drowning man does at a straw. They smile and smirk over it as though the disaffection of two disappointed office-seekers was a sure fore-runner of our defeat. The Eagle – as a matter of course – gives us a lengthy article upon the subject, which he denominates “A fire in the front.” He tells us that Messrs. Wade and Davis “are of the loyal household;” that they are the very pillars of the church;” that they are exerting themselves to arrest “Mr. Lincoln in his despotic career, and that “when such politicians sound the alarm it is high time for the people to heed the warning.”
The opposition of the two Hon. Gentlemen to Mr. Lincoln’s nomination is a fact too well known to need recital. As early as April last, while at Roseville, Ga., we had the pleasure of receiving a letter from a very prominent gentleman in Maryland, and one holding high office under Gov. Bradford. In that letter he says, two-thirds of Maryland are in favor of Old Abe, while the balance are but wire-pullers in the interests of Henry Winter Davis – who aspires to the Vice-Presidency – trying to carry the State for Mr. Chase. Pomeroy, Wade and Davis are littery opposing President Lincoln and you need not be surprised to hear of them bolting the Baltimore nominee.” Thus, as early as April did this disaffection make itself apparent to be concluded. Wade wanted to be minister to St. James and Davis Vice President – positions for which they are both totally unqualified – and they knew that Mr. Lincoln had guaged their calibre and if he was re-elected, they would have to serve in the ranks four years longer.
Occupying that antagonistic position towards the Administration, it is fallacy to suppose that the alarm of such politicians, would scare the people into endorsing their protest, and so far from being “pillars of the church” they knew nothing more of the administration than their positions as members of the National Legislature entitled them to.
We yet believe that Mr. Davis and Mr. Wade, will come out of the darkness into light, and we should be glad see them take a bold stand for Mr. Lincoln, but they chose to coalesce with either Cleveland or Chicago we would ask them to be received as they deserve. The democratic party was never proverbial for its generosity toward renegade Whigs, and the copperheads have too many paupers of their own to lionize, without picking up the crumbs of intellect dropping from the support of Mr. Lincoln.
Our County Convention.
To-morrow the Convention assembles which is nominate our county officers. We would urge upon the delegates, that unity and harmony of action which is a sure harbinger of success. Let no personal feelings enter into the Convention, but give to us our ablest, our most loyal, and most available men. Laying aside all preferences, and selfish feelings, we hope to see them present a ticket to the people of McDonough, which will command the united support of all loyal men. We want men who will work for the success of the cause as well as for their own personal aggrandizement, and men who will work hard.
→ The following questions, which we take from the Missouri Plaindealer, a paper published at Savannah, in that State, were proposed to us by the editor thereof because we published a letter written by him to one of our citizens:
A “Loyal” Paper. – The Macomb Journal claims to be the genuine exponent of “loyalty” for McDonough county in the State of Illinois, and, although he did not want Lincoln nominated, he has concluded to support him since his nomination. We want the Journal editor to tell us how much he is willing to “go on Lincoln,” and we know of no better way of his answering us, than I answering the following interrogatories:
- Are you in favor of the Amnesty Proclamation?
- Are you in favor of allowing rebels, who have been in arms against the Government since the 17th of December, 1861, but who have taken Mr. Lincoln’s amnesty oath, to vote during the existence of the rebellion?
- Are you in favor of negro equality, and of allowing negroes the right to vote?
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Now, Mr. Journal, answer these questions without “dodging,” and let your “loyal” readers know how and where you stand! Don’t “nigger” out of answering these questions, without equivocating, and in a positive manner. We shall any questions you may have in store for us, and in such a way as to allow you to determine “which side we are on.”
- We are.
- If they take the oath in the spirit in which it was intended we see no reason why they should he deprived of the privilege.
- We are not, nor never were.
The 4th question we decline to answer, as we do not make war on private individuals.
The 5th and last question is “why do we join hands with Heaton in a warfare against us?” [Whitaker.] We do not “see it in that light.” Mr. Heaton considers you an abolitionist, but we don’t, and we published your letter to prove that you are not; also to show the people where you and the conservative crew of Missouri stand on the great issues of the day. We do not wish to make war against you as an individual, but we do against your principles.
The editor of the Plaindealer says that he will answer any question we may have in store for him. Well, to begin:
- If you are, as you profess, a Lincoln man, why do you rejoice over the success of the copperheads at elections?
- If you are a Lincoln man, how is it that you get all your support from “democrats, copperheads, rebel sympathizers, and even rebels?”
- If you are a Lincoln man, why do you leave people to infer, from your letter, that you will be in attendance at the copperhead convention at Chicago as a delegate or wire-puller?
From the 78th Regiment.
Field Hospital, 2nd Division 14th A. C. near Atlanta, Ga.
August 1, 1861.
I failed in writing you a letter last week. I am down sick with the fever, at this Hospital, but I think I am improving some and hope to be about again in a week or so. I had commenced a letter, and got it about half finished, when our Division was called upon to make reconnaissance some six or eight miles beyond the extreme right of our army. We made the trip out and back, the enemy almost constantly disputing our advance both ways with a small force of cavalry. The 78th did the most of the skirmishing, and has the honor of killing the rebel Gen. Wheeler, chief of cavalry. The 78th lost none in killed and wounded, but a number broke down with excessive heat and fatigue. That day’s work is what is the matter with me. This is the first time since I entered the service that I have been reported, with the exception of three days in Louisville. And I may say that last week is the only week in which I have failed to write a letter for the Journal since I commenced writing regularly on the first of February last, but I perceive that some two or three letters have miscarried. – It is my purpose to write you a letter each week, whenever I am able to do so.
I am too feeble to write more. Relying upon a strong constitution, cheerful spirits, nourishing diet, and throwing to the dogs all medicine, I hope to be about again in time to write you a good long letter for the next Journal.
J. K. M.
By the last number of the Macomb Journal (miscegen) we notice that Mr. Chas. L. Sanders has assumed the editorship of that paper. We welcome him to the heavenly fold, and believe he will do the Democracy of McDonough county more good than harm. Handle the new editor gently, Mr. Eagle. – Fulton Democrat.
That is just our mission Mr. Editor. We believe that some good may be brought out of Nazareth and we expect to see such a rattling among the dry bones of Copperheads as will shake the Jeff. Davis Confederacy to its very center. We neither ask now expect any gentler usage from the Eagle, than we met with from his friends in Dixie, the three years we carried a bright and shiny gun through that benighted region.
→ Did we not have “national existence” and “free government” up to four years ago? And yet slavery existed. – Eagle.
Yes, and we would yet have “national existence,” with slavery included, had the South not have endeavored to spread and propogate the “peculiar institution” to the detriment of “free government.”
Union League Notice. – A meeting of the County Council will be held in the city of Macomb, on the 3d day of September next, at one o’clock P. M. A full attendance is requested.
Ladies Benevolent aid Society. – There is a movement among the ladies of the county, to raise a fund for the poor, and we would like to see every lady in McDonough assist the movement. It is proposed to have contributions of every description, provisions of all kinds, clothing, fuel and money subscribed to further this noble effort. It has no affiliation with the Soldiers Aid Society, but is formed on an independent basis. Our poor will suffer the coming winter unless an organization of this kind is sustained and we call upon the ladies of the township to contribute their mite. All contributions will be sent or delivered to Mrs. Hugh Ervin, of Macomb, and will be exposed for public sale on the Fair Grounds next month. This notice comes too late for us to comment upon it this week in our editorial columns but in our next issue, we propose to bring the matter more fully before the public.
Stop it. – We have been requested to state to those persons who are in the habit of shooting guns and pistols inside of the city limits that they must stop it. A few days since some person discharged a gun, or pistol near the square, and the ball entered the house of Mr. Ervin Brown, passed just above his wife’s head, striking the opposite wall and fell to the floor. Another day some boys were firing at a target near the third ward school house and one of the balls entered a window in Mr. B. J. Head’s house, breaking the glass. It is true, no serious consequences happened from these cases, but there may be one happen some day, and they should be stopped.
Robbery in Bushnell. – Some person, or persons, on Saturday night raised the window of the bedroom of Mr. Tuttle and taking out his pantaloons abstracted therefrom $15. They also, the same night, reached into the bedroom of Mr. A. Hess and took his pantaloons from which they got $100. Quite a good nights work, we think. – No clue has been had of the perpetrators. We would suggest to our citizens the necessity of keeping a watch over their loose property.
Police Court. – The past week has witnessed some rather amusing and exciting doings at our Police Court. – The first case that we have to report is an assault and battery case between two women, residents of this city. – Jury couldn’t agree, and case dismissed. The next two cases came under the ordinance prohibiting the sale of spirituous liquors. The parties were fined $60 and costs. The next was a gentleman of the Irish persuasion, charged with whipping his wife. A night in the calaboose and a fine of $5 was the penalty for his “amusement.” ‘Tis but a short journey from Ireland to Germany. The Catholic priest in charge of a congregation in this city charged his cook, a Teutonic of immense lager beer power, with stealing, and Mr. Cook now lies in Bliss-ful repose in our county jail. The next case is of a poor, God-forsaken, man-despised creature, who was hounded through our streets on Wednesday night by about fifty young men and boys, was arrested and placed in the calaboose and kept till morning. For the crime of appearing in our truly moral city, she was fined $5 and costs. Mr. Weller warns his son to beware of “vidders.” We would say to all unfortunate women – beware of police courts in Macomb!
Fire at Colchester. – On Saturday the 13th, the shafts in the mine of Mr. Wm. Morris took fire, and in a few seconds was enveloped in flames. A large number of men and boys were at work at the time, but fortunately two means of egress had been provided, which doubtless saved the loss of life. – The cause of the accident is imputed to “incompetent men placed in responsible positions.” Our informant does not give us the amount of Mr. Morris’ loss, but says it is large, and may not be repaired for some time, causing a number of men to remain without employment for some time.
Riding by moonlight. – Quite a number of our young ladies and gentlemen, taking advantage of the pleasant moonlights nights, took a merry ride to Bushnell on Tuesday night. On their arrival, and as soon as the hall was prepared they repaired to the dancing to the dancing room and to use the expression of Artemus Ward, “slipped up on the light fun-tus-tic toe” until the “wee sma’ hours” of the morning. The little affair passed off pleasantly and was highly appreciated by the participants.
“Senex.” – In last week’s Journal we published a communication from “Senex,” but received it too late for any comment.
We would like to impress the subject more strongly upon the minds of our citizens, as they may be called upon to decide the question at the ballot-box. – The proportion of Macomb under the present charter, in criminal and pauper expenses, is certainly too large, and the proposed amendment would be but an act of justice.
The poor, throughout the county, knowing the liberality which Macomb extends to that class of our population, prefers coming within the city limits to going to the poor house, thus throwing a large proportion of the county poor upon us, for which we have to pay. – And the same occurs in our criminal expenses. One or two men may arrive here on the cars, commit depredations by breaking open our banks, stores or houses, and though their arrest and punishment is equally for the benefit of the county, yet the city is to be taxed for the jail and court expenses. Not one of our citizens will demur against paying their quota of county expenses, but they do not wish to be burdened with the whole expense of supporting or punishing the paupers or criminals of the entire county.
Found and Lost. – A week or two since a burglar broke jail at Lewistown in Fulton county, and came to the vicinity of Bushnell, in this county. Constable Steele, of the latter place, hearing of his whereabouts, soon started out on Monday morning last and soon succeeded in capturing him, but unfortunately, while hitching the horse, which was a very wild one, the thief jumped a fence close by, and succeeded in making his escape.
Rebel Flag. – We have in our sanctum, for the inspection of the curious, a handsome rebel flag, captured at New Madrid on the 14th of March, 1862, by several of the 16th boys. It is a very handsome silk flag, trimmed with gold fringe, and belonged to the “Lafayette Beagles.”
Refreshing. – We have had some very warm weather within the last three or four weeks, and we notice that crowds of our citizens, to allay the the burning thirst occasioned by the excessive heat, have sought the cool rooms of Gordon & Hampton’s ice cream saloon and indulged themselves in the luxury of splendid ice cream – such as the “boys” know how to get up. If you want a luxurious dish, don’t take our word for it, but go and test it yourselves.
From the 16th. – Letters from Lieut. Gash, dated the 6th inst., report the regiment in good health and spirits, with no casualties in Co’s “A,” or “B.” Col. Smith is commanding the Brigade, Gen. Morgan the Division, and Gen. Davis the 14th Army Corps.
Board of Exemption. – The Board of Examiners for Exemption convened at the Court House, in this place, on the 11th and 12th insts. We did not ascertain the number of applicants for Exemption, but this township turned out all “their lame halt and blind” which occupied the Board for the two days it was in session. Some good “goaks” were perpetrated at the expense of a few of the applicants, but the “sold” generally appreciated the point and showed their good feeling by getting considerably “beered”, happy in the misfortune which prevented them from being “grafted into the army.”
→ We see that the new wheat is beginning to come into market rapidly within the last few days, and we understand that it is of a superior quality.
Our War Power.
The principle ground on which copperheads oppose the war policy of the Government is, that the war is now prosecuted for the abolition of slavery. This is a false view of the President, at least, and cannot be honestly entertained. But suppose it were true? What then? Neither the rebels, nor those who sympathize with them, would have any right to complain. They who instigated the war are responsible for its legitimate consequences.
Every Government that is worthy of the name must protect itself, when assailed, against either foreign or domestic enemies. And the law of self defence, whether applied to individuals or states, is necessarily absolute. No written Constitution can possibly set definite limits to the authority and power of any Government to defend itself, because no human intelligence can foresee to what means it might be forced to resort for its own preservation. Hence, the idea that the Administration is restricted in its efforts to put down the rebellion by constitutional limitations, is grossly absurd. Its real war power can be measured only by its right to preserve itself against any aggression, and that right is essentially unlimited save by the character and extent of the danger which threatens it. This is the common law of England and this country, as to the privilege of every citizen to save his own life, whenever it is put in extreme peril, and it would be strange indeed, if a larger liberty or action were allowed by the municipal law, in defense of the life of an individual, than is granted by the political law in defense of the life of a Nation.
We assume therefore, that every Government, has an unbounded right of self defense, and consequently an unlimited and illimitable defensive war power.
This being so, it follows clearly, that those who put the Government on its defense, cannot justly object to any measures which it may deem necessary to employ for its protection. The rebels are engaged in an armed insurrection against the National authority. They have waged the war for over three years with great obstinacy and vigor. They have been powerfully aided by their slaves, whose industry has not only supplied their armies with food and enables all the whites to serve in the ranks of the rebellion, but have been employed in building entrenchments and fighting their battles. To strike therefore, at slavery in the South, was to aim a stunning blow at the Rebellion itself. And was not any measure that would destroy the institution justified as a defensive war measure on the part of the National Government?
Slavery in this country is doomed. No satisfactory – because no endearing – peace can be made, unless it is effectually wiped out. The means taken for its preservation have precipitated its destruction, and the civilized world will not regret the fact.
We believe that the masse of the Southren people will, in time, come to rejoice over their deliverance from an evil and a curse which, but for this war, might have encumbered and afflicted them for a series of years. Whatever may be the future fortunes of the colored freedmen, this, we think is certain, that the whites of the south will eventually find their social and industrial condition greatly improved by the abolition of slavery, and that as experience forces this conviction upon them they will become not only reconciled, but gratified to those who have relieved them of so serious a nuisance.
The Oquawka Spectator on the Rampage.
The last No. of the Oquawka Spectator honors us with rather a lengthy notice, which, judging from the tenor of its remarks, is not all complimentary. The editor says we lied in our remarks two weeks since about his perverting the meaning of the Declaration of Independence. Language emphatic but not refined. He calls us, in real copperhead and fools argument style, “fool,” “ass,” “knave,” “small potatoes” and “fellow,” but for the first time during the administration of Mr. Lincoln, the title of “Abolitionist” is left out. From the way he squirmed, we should infer that he thinks our article was not such “balderdash” as he represents. We simply intended to show how copperhead editors pervert the sentences of that time-honored document, the Declaration of Independence, and to what straights they are put to defend the poor, persecuted democrats of Coles county, or “any other man.” The Spectator supposes that we howled for “free speech,” “free press” and “Fremont” in 1856. We always have been in favor of a free press and free speech, but we wish every sensible man to understand that “free speech” does not give license to preach treason. We think our “penny whistle” tooted too loud for the Spectator, and without calling hard names, wish him consigned to the same fate which awaits the nominees at Chicago, which is defeat.
→ The war is now waged for the abolition of slavery. – Eagle.
The abolition of slavery must be guaranteed before our armies submit to peace, the howl and cry of the eagle to the contrary notwithstanding. We do no not propose to magnify the negro, but judging from copperhead sheets and orators a “nigger” is better than a white man, for they accord more space and attention to him that to the salvation of the country. Follow the policy of your superior Mr. Eagle, and ignore the negro for dominion. Be a man or a mouse. The restoration of the Union for the aggrandizement of slavery is of secondary importance – scarcely secondary, for the American people will not consent to one inch of slave territory in the Union as it is to be.
→ Abbott calls on the “Knights of the St. John” to defend him. When the election occurs in November next, he will send up a piteous cry for darker nights than the Saint to hide his shameless head.
→ There is no doubt in our mind, but that the Eagle will support Fremont in preference to any war Democrat the Chicago convention places on the track. He delights in quoting from the mule-eater’s letter of acceptance, and thinks “his language cannot be too often nor too strongly presented to the public.” Wonder why he didn’t keep his language before the public in ’56.
The Peoria Convention.
The Peoria Peace Powow has adjourned, having recorded its treason in a series of resolutions, which are too long and too worthless for repetition; but the following condense their meaning:
Resolved, 1. That Abraham Lincoln is a traitor and Jeff. Davis is not.
- Secession, according to the resolutions of 1798 and 1799, is constitutional, and has failed, and must be stopped.
- Repeal emancipation laws, submit to the rebels, and leave the country, to a National Democratic Convention.
- Mr. Lincoln is a usurper. He has denied the constitutional right of the rebels to secede, and therefore absolved them from all allegiance. His Administration “has, and is still waging a bloody and relentless war for the avowed purpose of exterminating eight millions of freemen from the homes of their fathers, and blotting from the American constellation one-half of the States of the Union.”
- In order to redress these wrongs, rebels and traitors must vote.
- But Africans must be excluded from fighting for the Union.
- Because Mr. Lincoln told “all whom it may concern” that a rebel proposition to return to the Union and abandon slavery would be acceptable to him, therefore the abolition of slavery is the sole object of the war.
- No martial law against rebels in Kentucky.
- Brink back or discharge the Coles county rebels.
- Martial law is a “course of sprouts.”
- If the President puts us through a “course of sprouts,” we’ll fight. – Chicago Tribune.
Letter from Lieut. Wilson to Eight Young Ladies.
[Correspondence of the Chicago Tribune.]
Memphis, Tenn., July 28, 1864.
To Eight Young Ladies, residing in Illinois, Indiana, and Michigan:
Ladies permit me to address a few lines to you through the Tribune, in regard to “correspondence” with soldiers and officers serving in the army of our country. We the officers and soldiers of the army, need and deserve the sympathy and council of our mothers, wives, sisters and lady acquaintances from dear homes we have left behind. From these, letters are always acceptable, are read with a deep interest, and there is always a deep feeling of respect for the writers, and the dear old homes whence they come. There is no levity or expression of vulgar thought, or lewd allusions to the writers of them – holy home thoughts of the dear ones we love so well; and often have I seen the bronzed face of the veteran, as well as the fair cheek of the young recruit flushed with manly pride, or over them flowing tears that spoke louder than words of true hearts and Brave men. Not so when your cold insipid and stale letters are received. There is generally a shout of derision from many voices as your carefully written nonsense is retailed out to a corporal, sergeant, private, or may be a negro servant; and could you hear the vulgar wit and coarse expressions over your letters and at your expense, I think, ladies, you would answer no more “Wanted correspondence, for mutual cultivation.” I trust ladies, that this article may be of service to you inasmuch as it will urge you to write only to those whom you know; and you may put it down for a fact that any soldier or officer advertising for lady correspondence, does so for no honorable or noble purpose. Ninety-nine out of every hundred letters received by officers or soldiers are treated with contempt and derision. Thus you see that your tender effusions, gushing out flowery and sentimental platitudes, are used to your disadvantage and injury. In many cases the officer or soldier takes pains to ascertain your true name and then your letters not only reflect to your disadvantage, but bring disgrace to your friends. I know of one young lady who is the laughing stock of a whole regiment, and many of them are or were friends and neighbors of hers not two years ago. Her fair name and character are blighted, and one who has counted on her being something more than a friend to him in future has cast her aside, and her letters of truth to him are unanswered, or returned, unopened. Ladies good bye. Learn from this to do better. Write to your known and tried soldier friends and relatives, and none other.
I am, ladies, your friend and well-wisher.
E. V. Wilson,
1st Lieut Co. H, 39th reg’t Wis. Vo’s.
Union League Notice. – A meeting of the County Council will be held in the city of Macomb, on the 3d day of September next, at one o’clock P. M. A full attendance is requested.
No Letter. – We have again failed to receive our army letter.
Boy Killed. – A young lad by the name of Stewart was killed at Colchester on Wednesday last, being run over by the up Freight train. He was getting on the Cars while in motion, slipped, and the whole train passed over him severing the head from the body.
Fast-day. – The national Fast day was very generally observed in this community. Union religious services were held in the Methodist church in the morning, when we listened with much pleasure to a discourse from Rev. Mr. Nebitt, of the Presbyterian church. Such unions of the Christian church is decidedly benificial and a frequent repetition of them might result in much good, if conducted with a view to promote harmony among all denominations.
O, Yez! O, Yez! – We cannot too often refer to the fact that Geo. W. Bailey, on the east side of the square, keeps on hand a superior stock of dry goods, boots, shoes, hats, caps Yankee notions, &c., and that he sells as cheap as the cheapest – a fact that people are finding out to their own profit every day. If you want to get good goods and such as they are represented to be, go to G. W. Bailey’s.
– We had the pleasure of receiving in our Sanctum this week Mr. D. Sweet, Editor of the Van Buren county Tribune, published in Decature, Mich.
He gives us glowing accounts of the Lincoln and Johnson cause from the Wolverine State.
Decidedly Cool. – A few evenings since while “bobbing around” town in company with Squibob we dropped into the ice cream saloon of Gordon & Hampton and called for a couple of dishes of ice cream – it was forthcoming, and we partook of it with great gusto and then asked for the “damage,” and were informed that there was nothing to pay – decidedly cool, we thought. It was good cream, though, and we would advise all to go there when they want a real good article of ice cream.
– We received a letter from Mr. Geo. Litzenberg, of Bardolph, for publication, but too late for this weeks paper. We shall publish it next week.
Licensed Auctioneer. – We are requested to state that David Clarke, Esq., has taken out Auctioneer’s License, and that he is prepared to attend all calls in his line. He may be found at all times at the book store of S. J. Clarke & Co., north side of the square.
Returned Home. – Mr. Theodore Bonham, after an absence of over four years, returned home a few days since. Mr. Bonham was stopping in Missouri when the war broke out, and was one among the first to respond to the call of the President for men to suppress the rebellion. He remained faithfully in the army for three years and has been honorably discharged by reason of the expiration of his term of service. He was in Banks’ expedition, and received a slight flesh would in the leg, the only one while in the service.
Coming to Macomb. – We learn that Mr. Price, of Industry, in this county, the inventor of Price’s Sorgho Sugar Evaporator, is coming to this city to engage on a more extensive scale in the manufacture of his celebrated Evaporators. We welcome him heartily, and hope that he may be able to supply the demand for his evaporators. Men of Mr. Price’s energy and go-ahead-itivness are needed here, and we wish a few more would come.
– There is no mistake about it, but the business of Macomb is increasing rapidly, and as an evidence we would refer our readers to the establishment of T. & J. McElrath, on the south side of the square. From their constantly increasing trade, these gentlemen have been compelled to enlarge their store rooms by putting on another story on the back part, which has materially enlarged their place of business, and where they will keep always on hand a large and varied assortment of fashionable furniture, and which they will sell as low as the times will justify. Give them a call.
The Weather. – We have had a considerable mixture of weather during the last week, but most of the time it has been extremely warm. Several slight showers have passed over within the last few days, but not enough to amount to much.
– Messrs. Alex. Hall and Van C. Hampton, have opened a news and periodical store at Bushnell, in the Hail House. These two young men have recently been mustered out of the U. S. service having served three years in the 16th reg’t, with credit to themselves, and honor to the cause. They are well worthy of patronage. Call and see them.
Lay Me Down and Save the Flag. – Such were the words of the brave Mulligan, after being mortally wounded. Messrs. Root & Cady have just issued an excellent piece of music founded on the above words which is for sale at Clarke’s Bookstore. Clarke has also received Ballou’s and Peterson’s Magazines for September.
Lincoln, in his Conkling letter last September, says that “the promise have been made” to the negroes, it “must be kept.” He made the promise, but neither he nor his supporters stop to enquire if he had the rightful authority to make the promise, and this war is now carried on, as they themselves say, to keep the promise good to the negroes. While the President and his friends are thus solicitous about keeping their promises to negroes, would it not be well for them to call up a few promises they have made to the white men? Who have kept the promises of the Chicago platform? where are the promises of the Lincoln speakers and electors in 1860? where are the promises of the inaugural? – where is the oath of the President? – where are the promises of Congress in 1861? where are the promises of the generals commanding the armies? – where are the promises of every Lincolnite who has told us that this is a war to destroy the rebellion, not to abolish slavery? Why does not Lincoln remember some of these promises to white men and pledge himself anew to [fold] the courters who surround his throne stop singing hosannahs to “John Brown and his heir,” and remind the royal potentate of his promises to white men? Why is a promise to a few negroes more sacred than repeated promises to many white men? Why?
Magnifying the Nigger.
It cannot escape the attention of the most careless observer, that all of Lincoln’s policies have for their chief object the magnifying of the negro. In his no less celebrated than infamous note “to whom it may concern,” this disposition is strikingly magnifest. In that the negro is everything, and all other questions are insignificant. If slavery be abolished, then it will be time to discuss other matters. An inducement is held up to abolish slavery, by saying that other questions will be “liberally construed.” The restoration of the Union is of secondary importance compared to the “abandonment of slavery, and so also it the assumption of the confederate debt and the recognition of the old doctrine of State rights. These are all dwarfed in order that the negro may be magnified. In this vicious idea has been the fruitful source of our troubles, and it is singular that men who are intelligent and sane on other topics will persist in hugging the fatal negromania. If Lincoln and his advisers will not desist from placing the imaginary welfare of the negro higher than the real prosperity of the white men of this country, then the people must turn them out of the stations which they lack either the honesty or the statesmanship to fill creditably to themselves or profitably to the interests of the nation.
→ The truth is now self-evident that we are to have no Union nor Peace, so long as the present administration is in power. Were patriots and civilized beings at the head of our affairs, peace would be restored to-day and Union re-established. After this summary repulse of their fourth effort, the rebels would be cravens and cowards to repeat their attempt for a negotiation of peace. There is now but some hope left to the American people, which is to raise in their majesty and power, and hurl from place the murdering butchers who now hold the reins of Government. Will they do it?
Another Raw-Head and Bloody Bones.
The republican papers “sup on horrors.” They have run the “Knights of the Golden Circle,” until that scarecrow no longer furnishes an appetizing dish at a loyal feast, and determined not to be without a “skeleton in the house,” they have invented a new sensation about a “copperhead conspiracy for a northwestern confederacy,” and they are cooking and serving up the dish in all the approved styles of the loyal cuisine. Only think of a Northwestern Confederacy which will be shut out from the blessings of puritan grace! Only think of a conspiracy organized under the name of “Ancient Order of American Knights,” numbering five hundred thousand men in its sworn councils west of the Hudson river, waiting for years to be discovered by Lincoln’s loyal subjects! – Knights of St. John and Sons of Malta, defend us! To be more serious, if possible, the associated press has been at the expense of telegraphing the terrible story all the way from St. Louis, in which city it first made its appearance in a sensation radical sheet called the Democrat. The whole story upon its face is as wicked as it is absurd. – It would not merit the slightest notice were it not probable, from the importance which has been given it, that it was inspired by the Washington people for some sinister objects of their own. The story sets out with the supposition that Mr. Vallandigham’s views are not in accordance with those of the Democratic Party – that he despairs of inducing the Chicago Convention to respond to his wishes, and that by this secret organization he proposes, as a matter of surprise, and against their will, to induce the conservative organization to take open arms against the government. If it were true, that there was any such organization, and that it comprises five hundred thousand men, it is very certain that it would never have been kept secret for so long a period. It is also queer that one hundred and twenty thousand men should be in arms in the State of New York to establish a northwestern confederacy. In truth, the whole story is full of the most incomprehensible stupidities, and must have been invented by some loyal-leaguer while in a fit of the delirium tremens. As we have said, its only importance is to be derived from the use the administration may attempt to make of this absurd canard, to create terrorism at the North, and, if its military plans do not succeed, to [fold] at the point of the bayonet. But we are satisified it will not succeed, and that they will not have the nerve to put any such nefarious scheme into execution. No doubt Mr. Lincoln’s advisers have will enough to do any possible scoundrelism; but they are arrant cowards all, as their frequent panics touching the invasions of Maryland prove. All that the opposition has to do is to maintain its party organization intact, and it will carry the election next November beyond all peradventure.
More True than Preaching.
The following cutting note, though addressed to the negro-war politicians in Indiana, will be found equally true of the same class in Illinois:
To Gov. Morton, Gen. Carrington, Col. Baker, and Capt. Farquear:
Your speeches at the reception of the 13th Indiana regiment will long be remembered. – Your partisan appeals ought to damn you all. You are wanting in every attribute to the soldier. Three of you are candidates before the people for office, and you seize upon the time and occasion of a reception of war worn soldiers to advance your interest and secure votes. You are mistaken. You are fully appreciated by the soldier who has stood amid the leaden hail of many a battle. One of your number, at least, has been repeatedly ordered to the field, and has never gone; and none of you ever will. The soldier knows you, and will remember you all. Your patriotism is affected. Talk about fighting! When did either of you ever see a fight or even smell gunpowder, unless at a reception or a review? But you would pile up the bones of your fellow citizens all over the country, to bleach on a thousand sanguinary fields, and keep your precious bodies at a distance. You are known, and you are understood, and notice is now served you that at least one true soldier will remember you at the polls.
Discrimination in Favor of the Negro. – The widows of white soldiers have to prove themselves to be such by a ludicrous and complex process, in which they are liable to fail before they can secure pensions.
A “colored lady” has only to prove that she has lived with a nigger two years as his wife, and in the event of his death she receives a pension. A white woman, it seems from this, is not quite as good as a black one, if she does behave herself as well. – Peoria Mail.
Will the sympathizers with Lincoln have the hardihood to longer present that this war is waged for the restoration of the Union? An opportunity to restore the Union has been presented by the Confederates, but it met with an indignant rejection at the hands of Abraham Lincoln. The war is now waged for the abolition of slavery. – The administration has fairly and openly established its position upon this issue, and there is no longer any room for cavil or doubt. The fact now stares us in the face that all this sacrifice of life and treasure has been only for the negro, and that it is only for this purpose that new and more extensive sacrifices are being, and will be demanded. As unpleasant as may be the reflection we are all compelled to know that every brother or son lost in this war has perished – not for a good and noble purpose, in a high and holy cause – but for the liberation of a few ignorant and brutish negroes, five million of whom are not worth the life of one white man.
A Word in Season.
We earnestly commend to the Democrats of this county the following remarks of a cotemporary: “We have a word to say to you in reference to the importance of the political campaign now before us. You are anxious for the success of the democratic party that the government may be brought back to the principles of the framers of the constitution. You are opposed to the erection of a military despotism upon the ruins of the best government devised by human agency. You admit that the Democratic press exerts a potent influence in its behalf. Will you, individually and collectively do all in your power to extend the circulation of your local and city democratic papers? It is your duty so to do. Will you not perform all that can be reasonably required of you? Always remember one thing – that the principles of democracy flourish just in proportion to the success of the press – no more, no less. We hope you will go to work in earnest in this matter. If you can increase the circulation of every democratic paper one hundred per cent., you do vastly more than can be done by mammoth mass meetings, flags and banners. If you have a neighbor who cannot afford to take a paper in these times, go and pay for one during the campaign, and have it sent to him free of charge. We give you good advice, hope you will profit by it.
How Can He Afford It? – We stopped in to Gamage’s new meat shop the other day, and presently had an armful of roast and steak thrust into our hands. On tendering a greenback in payment it was politely but firmly declined. How Mr. G. can afford to do business in that style, or how he expects to get paid for his meat, is a mystery to us. We are bound to say however, that the meat was tender, juicy, and of the best quality, and we have no doubt our readers can find equally as good anytime they may call for it.
→ Mr. J. H. Foltz of Hire township returned from the Boise mines, Idaho, last week, after an absence of two years. He reports the miners in that section to be doing well. He showed us a specimen lump of gold just as he found it, which is worth about $85. We think such as that will be the best cure for greenbax that can be found.
→ The postmaster at Tennessee reports to us that the copies of The Eagle addressed to two men at that office are not taken out. – One of them owes $2.25, and the other $2. – We are tempted to give their names to the public, but they may have some honest friends who would be mortified by the exposure.
→ The negro troops have again showed how little reliance is to be placed in their courage. Grant’s defeat at Petersburg is laid at the door of their cowardice. What will the negro war papers do now? The facts are too palpable to deny, and the disaster to extensive to palliate.
→ The Democrats of Scotland town will hold a meeting at Center school house, on Saturday, 20th inst., at 8 1-2 o’clock p. m., to appoint delegates to the county convention. A speech or two may be expected.
→ Lieut. Andrew W. McGaughey of the 28th Illinois, was killed in one of the late battles under Sherman. The members his late company testify their high approval of his ability and gallantry.
→ W. M. Lipe, who left this town for Idaho in March last, returned on Wednesday morning. Others who went in the spring may be expected ere long.
→ The Democrats of Sangamon and Logan counties have nominated James W. Patton and Dr. A. M. Miller for the Legislature.
→ The barn of Mr. Venable, in the southside of town, was destroyed by fire on Friday afternoon last. The loss was about $300. There is no clue as to the origin of the fire.
A Card of Thanks. – To the friends who so kindly assisted me on last Friday afternoon in saving my house from fire, and for other assistance, I beg to return my sincere thanks.
To the Patrons of the Journal.
I this week associate with me in the editorial department of the Journal, Mr. Charles L. Sanders, a young gentleman who has served three years faithfully in the U. S. army, and who has the reputation of being a bold and vigorous writer, and one, I think, who will give satisfaction to all our patrons. By this arrangement, I hope to have more time to attend to the mechanical [fold] improving it in every respect. The arrangement will make no change either in the publishing or business departments, as they will remain under my own supervision. All business letters should be addressed to me as publisher.
T. S. CLARKE.
With this issue of the Journal I take charge of its editorial columns. The political Status of the paper remains unchanged, giving the nominees of the unconditional Union party – National, State and County – that support which they deserve from all loyal men irrespective of past party creeds or associations. Believing that the shortest road to peace lies in a vigorous prosecution of the war, in supporting the present administration, and in furnishing all the men and means it requires, this paper will represent that policy with all the energy, vigor and ability at the command of the editor, looking for support and patronage from all who wish well to our national integrity and perpetuity.
CHAS. L. SANDERS.
We would like to enforce upon the minds of all loyal men, the propriety and necessity of organizing throughout this Congressional district, and especially in McDonough county. That the copperheads are going to make a desperate effort to carry the election, no one doubts. This is their last chance and if they are badly beaten – which can be done – their secret organizations must be abandoned and their bitter opposition to a vigorous prosecution of the war cease. We want to see every man work. Our soldiers in the field expect to see us successful in the coming campaign and we must not disappoint them. While they are in the front battling for us with bullets, let us reciprocate the favor, and fight for them with ballots. The scriptural phrase, “where two or three are met together,” is very applicable in so good cause as battling for national life. The importance of a perfect organization is too apparent not to be regarded with interest. Organize and Work.
The Copperhead Council.
As predicted, the Peoria Council was a failure. Vallandigham, Wood, Pendleton, Voorhees, nor any of the first class rebels were present. Not even Macomb was represented. What is the matter, can the Eagle tell?
→ It is no longer within the power of the noisy clamorers for a negro war to say that the South are not disposed for peace and Union; they cannot even say that the Jeff. Davis government will listen to no terms save seperation and independence. – Eagle.
→ “This war must go on until the last of this generation falls into his tracks, and his children seize his musket and fight our battles, unless you acknowledge our right to self government. We are not fighting for slavery; we are fighting for independence, and that or extermination we will have.” – Jeff Davis.
We would earnestly commend these two statements to the candid consideration of the Copperhead party. The rebel leaders have abandoned the chief corner stone of his rotten confederacy and the lesser lights in the north must prepare to adopt his programme. – From their most reliable authority we ascertain that the negro is abandoned and their true motive – dominion – proclaimed to the world. Let the Chicago Convention endorse the policy as enunciated from Richmond, and do so in terms too plain to be misunderstood. Mr. Davis speaks his mind plainly – let his supporters in the North do the same.
Copperheads vs. Patriotism.
In a recent visit to the East, we had an opportunity to gage the standard of patriotism which governs the mis-called democracy.
When the advance of Lee’s thieving expedition into Pa. was made public through the call of Gov. Curtain, for 12,000 hundred days’ men, not a copperhead sheet in the State advanced the movement by calling on the people to respond. On the contrary, after publishing the proclamation of the Governor, they sneeringly called upon the [fold] and save their National Capital.
Maj. Gen. Couch addressed a note to the editor of the Harrisburg Patriot and Union, (copperhead,) asking him to sustain the Governor in the emergency. – He replied that if the men was for the defense of the State, and not to be taken over the border he would advocate the filling of the required quota, but would not advise one of the State militia to rally for the defence of Washington. Our National Capital was saved, and it is certainly food for reflection, that its safety did depend upon those who are denominated Abolitionists, Lincolnites, &c.
It is obvious to any ordinary mind that these home traitors already see defeat staring them in the face, in November next. They have kindly ignored all claim to the National Capital, and in the impossible event of Vallandigham, Wood, Seymour, or any other foul mouthed lick-spittle of Jeff. Davis’ succeeding to the Presidential chair, still abdicate our capital for the Richmond dynasty and remove their headquarters “over the border.”
Again we see their treason manifested on the pirate Semmes. The whole copperhead press unite in comparing him to Paul Jones. How disgustingly absurd. So long as the emissary of treason with his piratical craft succeeded in eluding the vigilance of our naval steamers, his career was a brilliant one. The Kearsage had a gun or two on aboard and taught this ocean robber the difference between fighting a war vessel and destroying unarmed craft. – His conduct was certainly as honorable as those men in the North, who are seeking the destruction of that government which is protecting them in person and property.
From the 78th Regiment.
Camp near Atlanta, Ga.,
July 21, 1864.
We are at last south of the Chattahoochee river, and I write this in our entrenchments about four miles from Atlanta. We crossed the river Sunday July 17th. The 4th Corps crossed the day before at a point two or three miles above and marched down driving the enemy before them, which enabled our corps to lay a pontoon and cross near the railroad without much resistance. On Tuesday afternoon our regiment was called into action, and we moved forward about a mile driving the enemy before us, and just at dusk we reached the crest of a hill in a cornfield where we threw up entrenchments, and where we still remain. There were none killed and about two wounded, in this move, although as usual the bullets whistled closely, and there were many narrow escapes. Sergeant Thomas Edmondson, color bearer, was struck by a bullet in the back of the head and neck which stunned him for a few moments. His wound is not dangerous, although it will probably lay him up for some time. Samuel Naylor of Co. E, had an arm badly shattered, rendering I think amputation necessary. Yesterday morning the rebs opened on us rather briskly from their works about two hundred yards in our front. John Edmondson of Co. B received a fatal wound and was carried to the rear. – Charles Johnson of Co. D received a scalp wound, not serious. John Stein, of Co. A, received a wound of which he died in the course of the day. – From our position we could see all the rebs as they moved cautiously about their works, and our boys were exceedingly anxious to try the accuracy of their rifles upon them, but there were some of our skirmishers between us and the rebs lying upon the ground, and hence the men in the entrenchments were under orders not to shoot. At length these skirmishers were called in, and our boys were ordered to fire as fast as they pleased. We soon dried up the rebel shooting, and there were no more hurt on our side the balance of the day. It appears that we made the place to inconvenient for the rebs to stay there. About dusk Capt. Reynolds of Co. I, was ordered out with his company to reconnoitre, and he moved forward and took possession of the rebel works. In moving through the brush it appears that they disturbed the repose of a rebel soldier who had been quietly sleeping behind a stump, and jumped for his gun, but Jonas Cupp, of Industry, was too quick for him. He put a bullet through him in a moment, from the effects of which I learn that he died in the course of the night.
Capt. Reynolds still remains in the rebel works on our front. I am not able just now to say how far the rebels have fallen back. We had some desperate fighting yesterday a mile or so on our left which resulted in our success. We will probably move forward in the course of the day. I look for more fighting before we enter Atlanta, but I hope to write my next letter from that rebellious city with the Stars and Stripes proudly waving from her domes and flag staffs.
I promised in my last to give you a list this week of our sick and wounded, with some account of their whereabouts and condition, but present circumstances will not permit. I will attend to this duty, however, as soon as I can, probably next week.
J. K. M.
Which Side is He On.
C. H. Whitaker, editor of the Savanah (Mo.) Plaindealer, has, at the head of his columns, the names of Lincoln and Johnson for President and Vice President; and as a general thing makes a big blow about his “loyalty,” and the loyalty of Schofield’s “pets,” the Pawpaws, but from the way the following letter reads, we should judge he belonged to the other side. – We wish our Missouri radical exchanges to copy this letter, so that the people of Missouri may know precisely how the “Conservative” party stands in that State. Mr. Whitaker was in this city at two different times last winter, and while here gave to the editor of this paper a complete verbal history of the radical and conservative parties in Missouri – that is, his version of it – in which he endeavored to make us believe that the radical party was composed almost of returned rebels. His letter to Mr. Henton shows different. Mr. Whitaker was arrested a few days since by military authority and placed under bonds, for what we do not know, but if they – the military – had the original of this letter, they would have pretty strong proof against him. We have the original in our possession and shall keep it for a few days to show to any one who doubts the authenticity of [fold].
Weekly Missouri Plaindealer Office.
Savannah, Mo., July 12, ’64.
J. L. Henton, Macomb, Illinois:
I received on yesterday a letter from Macomb, dated the 5th, and signed “J. L. Henton,” in which an effort is made to give me a complete epistolary drubbing, calling my paper an “abolition sheet,” together with other disrespectful and unkind intimations towards me. I would not condescend to write such a letter to the meanest dog on the face of the earth, as was written by yourself to me. I had always endeavored to treat you and your family as a gentleman, and little dreamed of ever receiving any other sort of treatment in return from any of them. Never, in my life, have I received such an insulting letter, from any mortal man, and I would not steep so much as to notice it, were it were it not that I feel so undeserving of such treatment, as it is unkind and unworthy of any man. I have more of pity than of hatred for the man who, without the least cause, would thus undertake to wound my feelings and that of my family by throwing out slurs, because, perchance I do not agree in politics with him. God grant that I may never be so narrow-minded down in principle as to insult you or any man. – I exhibited your very gentlemanly letter to my wife she appreciated it “hugely” I assure you – and who blames her? It is not often that I am favored with such very gentlemanly letters, and I appreciate it, the more on that account.
As for sending the Plaindealer to you, I did it through a spirit of kindness – as I sent documents to you from Jefferson City, and not with a view of offending you. I shall, however, never trouble you on that score, — not if I know myself – and I think I do. If the Plaindealer has offended you – it must be a little more than it is generally supposed to be here. There is not a Democrat in Andrew county but who is a subscriber in the Plaindealer. Tom Coffer takes it; he had 23 negroes when the war began – they have run away. Ben Holt is a subscriber and gets it every Saturday morning; when the war began he owned 18 or 19 negroes, all of which he lost by the war. Capt. Singleton takes the Plaindealer, and has got me about 25 cash subscribers; he was a man driven from his home last summer because he was a southern sympathizer and proclaimed Democratic principles. Gov. Gamble commissioned him Captain of a Paw-paw company – composed of men who were pro-slavery in principle, and about eight who had returned from the rebel army. These men had all been driven out of the county because they were so-called rebels, although there were only eight who had ever been in the rebel service. And some of them had had their houses burnt to ashes in Andrew county, their fathers and brothers killed, and their families cruelly insulted. These men, or at least about one hundred of them have now Government clothing on their persons. They are not now on duty, but are attending their crops, and prepared to take care of themselves and defend their property. I am a private in Capt. Singleton’s company – I joined it to take wind out of the sails of the Radicals, who said “every man in the company were rebels.” I can tell you, farther, that there is not five men in Capt. Singleton’s Company but who are subscribers and readers of the Plaindealer. If there is any one in Macomb familiar with matters here, or who has lived here within the past year, tell them Ben Holt, Tom Coffer and Milt Singleton and most of his Paw-paws take Whitaker’s paper, and ask whether they are “Abolitionists?” – Ask Major Nichol – he knows them all – and I am willing he should be the judge. The Plaindealer has a pretty liberal support; and it gets all it support from men who are called Democrats, Copperheads, pro-slavery men, and rebel sympathizers, and even those who are called “rebels.” There are at least twenty-eight men subscribers to the Plaindealer who were in the rebel army under Gen. Price at Lexington. All the protection they get, they get under the law and they can “stand” the Plaindealer because it upholds and advocates law. There is not a Radical – or what you call Abolitionist now taking on the Plaindealer – like you, the “Abolitionists” call the Plaindealer all sorts of bad names – and even call the editor a d – d copperhead. I write you facts, and if you doubt what I say ask Dan Ewing on Spring Creek, or write to Sam Lewis, and they will tell you whether I am a truthful man or not.
I don’t know as I am very anxious for you to read the Plaindealer. There is so much Abolition about it – it might hurt you! I shall not give you a chance to read another one of them, and I do hope and pray you will survive the “nasty abolition thing.”
I have written you a very long letter – because it is the first and last I ever intend writing you, and I have endeavored to answer your letter in a more respectful tone than it would seem to deserve. I have no ambition to insult you, although your ambition seems to crave insult for me.
Yours with Respect,
C. H. WHITAKER.
“Editor Abolition Sheet.”
N. B. – Please say to Bill Head, I will be at Chicago during the Democratic Convention, and will be glad to see him.
C. H. W.
O’Hair and Frazer. – A dispatch to the Chicago Tribune, from Charleston Coles county, 29th, says – “The elaborate account of the killing of John O’Hair and John Frazer, near their old homes in the O’Hair settlement, has no foundation in fact. It is positively known here that O’Hair and his companions have crossed the Ohio into Kentucky. Some of his friends say they have joined their fortunes to those of John Morgan, the guerrilla chieftain, and that he may be expected in this vicinity when John makes his next raid.”
Died,– At the residence of her mother near La Harpe, in Hancock county, Ill., on Monday July 25th, Miss Mary Painter, daughter of William and Hannah Painter, aged 27 years and 7 months.
The deceased was a young lady, who by her noble qualities of heart and mind – her amiable disposition, her extraordinary social virtues, and her examplary Christian life, have endeared her to all with whom she become associated. In the profession which she had selected – that of a teacher – and for which she seemed peculiarly adapted, she had entwined herself in the hearts of her pupils – with sorrowing hearts, and streaming eyes, her scholars followed their teacher to the tomb.
She has gone to reap her reward in Heaven. Her actions and usefulness, on earth, has ceased; but the bright record she has left behind, should serve as an incentive to her young associates, and pupils, to emulate the example of their departed friend and teacher, and to leave behind for the encouragement of others, as bright a life page in history, as she has done. In her large circle of friends, and to the community in which she lived, her loss will be deeply, sorely felt. She has been taken away in the prime of life, and in the midst of her usefulness. This is one of those mysterious providences which mortals cannot fathom, but we know that our heavenly father “doeth all things well.” Let her numerous friends console themselves with the reflection that “our loss is her gain.”
Honor to the Dead.
It is with intense gratification we publish the following proceedings of Co. D, 28th Ill’s., Vol. Inf., upon learning of the death of Lieut. Andrew W. McGaughy, who was accidentally killed by the falling of a pistol from another man’s hands, in Natchez, Miss., the beginning of July.
Headquarters Co. D, 28th Ill’s. Vol. Inf.
Natchez, Miss., July 18, 1864.
At a meeting of the members of Co. D., 28th Ill. Vol. Inf., Lieut John B. Pearson was called to the chair: upon taking which, he stated the object of the meeting, was to decide upon some measure to express to the friends, of the late Lieut. Andrew W. McGaughy, the highest estimation in which he was held by his fellow comrades. Also, their deep sympathy with them in their sore berevement; and appoint the following persons, to draft resolutions expressing the same: Capt. G. L. Farwell, Sergt. E. F. Patrick and Sergt. D. R Miller.
The following were presented to the meeting, and received their candid approval:
WHEREAS, Heaven has been pleased to call one of our number from among us, it becomes us, his friends to speak of him and his services as they deserve. Therefore.
- Resolved, That in the death of Lieut. Andrew W. McGaughy, society has lost a gentleman, the government a good officer, and the cause a zealous and able defender.
- Resolved, That his afflicted Parents, brothers, sisters and friends, have our heartfelt sympathy in their great sorrow, yet his good name did not die with him, and this his proverbial bravery in the cause he so early espoused, ought to calm the storm in their troubled hearts, and make them proud in their afflictions.
- Resolved, That the proceedings of this meeting be published in the Macomb Journal, Macomb Eagle, and that a copy be sent to the family of the deceased.
Lieut. JOHN B. PEARSON, Ch’m.
E. V. Sayers, Secretary.
Correspondence Wanted by three festive young Cavaliers, who have just returned from the front owing to their misfortune in trying to stop those flying missiles that the enemy have of late have so frequently and recklessly thrown into our ranks. – OBJECT, Fun, Love, or Matrimony. – Photographs exchanged if requested.
Address, J. E. Strong, C. L. Might or F. L. Moral. Hospital No. 8, Nashville, Tenn.
Near Atlanta, Ga., July 1864.
Two of Uncle Sam’s nephews, who have been in “the Army of the Cumberland,” since Sep. ’62, desire to correspond with an indefinite number of the “Fair Daughters of Eve,” residing in the “Sucker State.”
Object, Fun, Love and Mutual Improvement. “Photos” exchanged if desired.
Address, R. W. and J. B., Co. D 78th Ill. Vol. Inft. 2d Brig. 1 Division 14th A C.
– On Friday evening last, the stable of Mr. Venable, near Clisby’s mill, took fire and was completely destroyed. The loft had recently been filled with new oats from which its was infered, the conflagration was caused by spontaneous combustion.
– Squibob offers apology to the young lady whose dress he had the misfortune to tread on a few evenings since at the post office. He says he got a “heavenly squeeze” at that time while endeavoring to get his mail, but being of a bashful turn tried to extricate himself, and in his hurry stepped on the flowing skirt of a fair young damsiel and “tord” it. We would like to take Squibobs place sometime – we might get “squeezed,” and we kinder like that.
Arrived from Idaho. – Mr. Mich. Lipe, one of our fellow townsmen who went out to Idaho last Spring has returned. We have had no opportunity to talk with him since he arrived, and therefore do not know what report he makes of the prospect out there to make a quick fortune; but, judging from the fact that he has returned, we would think they were not verry flattering. Mich. has gained in weight of flesh if he has not in weight of gold. We understand that his “chum,” Ben. (Naylor) will be here in a few days.
How He Was Shot. – The Schuyler Citizen, of last week, tells how Mr. A. D. Davies, ex-editor of the Rushville Times was shot. We agree with the Citizen that there is room for one more in the penitentiary, and we think that Mr. Davis should be induced to occupy that room for the balance of his stay on this mundane sphere. The Citizen says:
“A. D. Davies, ex-editor of the Rushville Times, and the whilom adviser of the Democracy of Schuyler, wrote an affecting farewell to his family in this place, a few weeks since, just on the eve (so he stated) of his execution as a rebel spy near Warrensburg, Missouri. From letters just received from that place, information comes, that it was not a leaden bullet with which he was shot. How he was shot, may be inferred from the fact that he has lately been married to another woman in or near that place. We presume there is room enough in the Penitentiary for one or more subjects.”
A Card of Thanks. – To the friends, who so kindly assisted me on last Friday afternoon in saving my house from fire, and for other assistance rendered. I beg leave to return them my sincere thanks.
New Meat Market. – The numerous friends of J. S. Gamage will be pleased to learn that he has concluded to re-open a meat market in this city. He has recently erected a handsome shop adjoining the old American House, where he will keep at all times fresh meats. His refrigerator is kept in nice order, with plenty of ice so that his meats are always firm and good. Give him a call.
A Great Sale of Town Lots. – W. H. Neece, Esq., of this city, will sell at public auction on Thursday, the 18th inst., 50 Town Lots located on the west side of town. These lots are near the depot of the C. B. & Q. R. R., north of West Jackson street and are very desirably situated for either business houses or residences. Terms of sale: one-third down, the balance in six and twelve months. A liberal deduction will be made where the purchase money is all paid down. If you want a superior lot in this city, be sure and attend this sale on the 18th.
From the 16th. – A letter from Lieut. Gash dated the 21st of July, confirms the death of Lieut. Jas. Donaldson, Co. C, and also the capture on the night of the 20th of Sergt. G. L. Hainline, Corpl. W. H. Hainline and James Forrest, of Co. A.
The last post drew some great discussion on Facebook, and has brought forth another image I’ve been allowed to share on here.
The soldier pictured above is Private Lebbeus Allshouse, Company I, 78th Illinois. Lebbeus moved from Pennsylvania to McDonough County and farmed here before the war. A veteran of the Mexican war, he enlisted in the 78th in the fall of 1862; a year later he was captured at Rossville Gap, Georgia, during the retreat from Chickamauga. He died in Scott Prison, Richmond, Virginia, of smallpox on February 14, 1864. My thanks to Gregory James for the image, and to James R. Gill for more information about their shared ancestor.
As a Civil War scholar, all too often I deal with faceless names, the common soldier whose record of service survives, a man who merited mention in the Macomb Journal or the Macomb Eagle only for their death or wounding. In rare moments, I have the opportunity to match an image with a soldier, and the anonymity of a century and a half erodes just a bit. Such a moment came yesterday, thanks to two readers of this blog.
This is First Sergeant John E. James, Company C, 78th Illinois Volunteer Infantry Regiment. His descendants, Nancy Hedberg and Julie Whitmore Bymaster shared this image with me after yesterday’s post. Orderly James was a casualty of the assault at Kennesaw Mountain; yesterday, his name appeared in the casualty list printed in the Eagle. Before the war, First Sergeant James was a teacher in Blandinsville, northwest of Macomb. In the fall of 1862, he enlisted as a private in the 78th; in eighteen months he was promoted to first sergeant, and at some point in 1864, to Second Lieutenant, a rank he never lived to serve at. He was approximately 28 at the time of his death, July 22, 1864.
A Name with a Face. So much more than thousands of others.
A War for the Negro Confessed.
The correspondence at Niagra, if nothing farther grows out of it, discloses one important fact, and for that the people will be duly grateful. This fact is, that the war is no longer prosecuted in behalf of the Union as our fathers made it, but it is now solely waged to compel “the abandonment of slavery.” This is Lincoln’s declaration of what must be the precursor of peace. The mask is therefore fully torn off, and the black purpose of the republican leaders stands out in bold relief. The rebellion in the South against the Constitution and the Union is at an end, and there is not the least necessity for enlisting another man for the army, nor for consuming that army in active hostilities. There is no necessity for the shedding of another drop of blood. The way to peace is open – the way to a restoration of the Union, just and honorable to all, is so plain that a fool need not err therein. There is nothing to hinder but the abolition of slavery – the consummation of a project which, so far from being a benefit to either blacks or whites, will prove of incalculable injury to both. The question now comes home to the people whether they will longer continue in power the “infernal fanatics and abolitionists” who have held high revel in the country’s agony and blood. It is for the people to say whether Mr. Lincoln shall be re-elected merely for the purpose of continuing this war, with all its horrid sacrifice of life, and and the daily addition of millions of debt upon the over-burdened shoulders of the laboring population, merely to secure “the abandonment of slavery.” Three years of war we have had, and and another year of war we are likely to have before the expiration of Lincoln’s term of office – they have been literally years of bloodshed, years of sorrow; the people are saddled with a debt of three thousand million of dollars, and have the prospect of an addition of another thousand million – a sum so vast that the mere payment of the interest will consume one-half the proceeds of every man’s labor; — five hundred thousand men have lost their lives in this terrible struggle: — and we are told that the object of all this is to secure “the abandonment of slavery.” We are called on to re-elect Lincoln and continue in power the infernal fanatics who have plunged the country into its miserable condition, and to continue this war another four years in behalf of negro freedom. May the Great Jehovah and the spirits of our Fathers forbid it!
Democratic Congressional Convention.
We think it about time that some arrangements were being made for the calling of a Democratic convention in this (the 9th) congressional district. The committee appointed at the last convention consists of A. K. Lowry of Brown, Jos. Burton of McDonough, H. L. Bryant of Fulton, L. Lacey of Mason, T. W. McNeeley of Menard, H. Phillips of Cass, and M. H. Abbott of Pike. The removal of Mr. Lowry from the State leaves the member from this county (Mr. Burton) at the head of the committee. – In view of the fact that our National convention meets at Chicago on the 29th of August, and the State convention on the 6th of September, it will be very inconvenient to hold the district convention on either of those weeks. To postpone it till the middle of September will leave but a short time for the candidate to make a canvas of the district. We therefore suggest to the committee the propriety of calling the convention together early in the week preceding the National convention.
Lincoln and the Rebellion.
Lincoln entered upon this war with a united North and a divided South. He adopted a policy which has resulted, in less than three years, in dividing the sentiment and support of the North, and in uniting the South as with a welding heat. He has, month by month, destroyed the chances of extinguishing the rebellion. He has refused to employ the means which would have insured success. He is waging a war against State Governments, against State laws, against the property of a people – a war of subjugation, of devastation, or annihilation. He will fail, as Done Quixote failed against the windmills.
→ The miscegenation republican party call themselves “the friends of humanity.” But there never did live on the earth a set of men who, in the same length of time, inflicted greater woes upon humanity.
The South want Peace and Union.
It is no longer within the power of the noisy clamorers for a negro war to say that the South are not disposed for peace and Union; they cannot even say that the Jeff Davis government will listen to no terms save separation and independence. The statement of Messrs. Clay and Holcombe that they “are in the confidential employ of their government, and entirely familiar with its wishes on the subject” of peace and restoration, is sufficient demonstration of the fact. Knowing the wishes of the Confederate government and people, these gentlemen came in good faith to tell the people of the North that they desired a restoration of the old Union and the old friendship, with their incalculable blessings. Why are not these overtures met with an equal desire for peace and Union on the part of Lincoln’s administration?
→ What patriotic or Christian heart is there in all this land that will not join in Bishop Clark’s fervent invocation: “Blow from the South, O winds of God, and bring us tidings of reconciliation and love! Blow from the North, O winds of God, and carry back the message of fraternity and peace! Scatter the darkness, roll away the clouds, and give unto us all once the sunshine of tranquil rest. Under the shadow of Thy wings we make our refuge. O God, give us peace!”
→ When the war is successful on our part, the Lincoln organs tell us that that is no time to make peace, because the rebellion will be speedily subdued if we go on with the carnage. When the Confederates are successful, the same organs tell us that our national honor and dignity will not allow peace. The question is, when are we to have peace under these conflicting doctrines?
→ The Lincolnites seem resolved that negroes shall be placed on equality with white men. They may succeed with the leading men of their own party, but not with the mass of the people. To make negroes and Lincolnites equal, we do not know whether it will be necessary to level up the Lincolnite or level down the negro.
→ It is said that Lincoln and his cabinet are very sick with a new and dangerous disease called the flanks. A man afflicted with it will involuntarily around an obstacle, and the danger is that he will run against a worse one. It is assuming an epidemic form, and we should not wonder if the whole republican party were to be down with it.
→ Lincoln seeks to coerce the people of the North into the army in order to coerce the people of the South into obeying the demands of a usurper and despot. It is doubtful whether the northern people like the coercion any better than the southern.
Why Five Members of the 28th Illinois did not Re-enlist.
Natchez, Miss., July 12.
To the Editor of the Chicago Times.
As some surprise has been manifested at home in Illinois, that myself and four brothers, members of the 28th Illinois, did not re-enlist with the great body of others composing that corps, I have only to say that my brothers and myself were born white men; and since old Granny Thomas, Adjutant General, has decided that nigger soldiers are as good as white men, and as white soldiers here are made to do all the fatigue duty, while the niggers are almost entirely exempted, I cannot degrade myself by re-enlisting.
If the time should ever come when I will not be forced to salute nigger officers, I will be found ready to fight for the Union and constitution of my native land.
The officers of the nigger regiments here for the most part are jail and gallows candidates, and I never will salute them.
Late of the 28th Illinois.
→ Hon. L. W. Ross, our member of Congress, was in town this week. He is in good health, and congressional honors appear to sit easy upon him. We believe that his course in Congress has given general satisfaction to his constituents.
→ The negro war party of the 9th congressional district held their convention at Beardstown last week, and nominated “Major Hugh Fullerton” for Congress. McDonough county was not represented in the convention, and will not be too much extent in the way of voting for “ye gallant major.”
→ The Union League has provided for the use of its members, a signal whistle, which is only to be blown “when a prompt gathering of members is required.” It is a double barrel concern, or two whistles with one mouth piece, and makes a peculiar noise, and is patented, the patentee binding himself to sell to non but dis ‘Union Leaguers.’ The moderate price of two dollars is charged for the whistle.
→ These warm clear days are just right for taking photographs, and Hawkins & Philpot’s gallery is the place to go to get them in the best style of the art.
The news from Sherman’s army is encouraging. Our army has steadily advanced from Chattanooga to the gates of Atlanta, and during that time have had a series of brilliant victories unequalled in the annals of warfare, driving the enemy from natural and artificial strongholds which appeared impossible to be taken.
Joe Johnson, after meriting the name of the Great Retreater, has been superceded by a General Hood. This Hood, having the effects of continued retreats before him, in a badly demoralized army, determined that he would retrieve all that Johnson lost, “and more too,” attacked Sherman’s army with fury and desperation, and succeeded in – getting whipped. Our loss in the battle before Atlanta will reach 2,000 men, principally from Hooker’s corps. The rebel loss in killed, wounded and missing exceed 6,000, including three Brigadier Generals.
A report, believed to be reliable, announces the occupation of Montgomery, Alabama, by Rosseau.
Kentucky continues to be overrun by guerrilla bands. On Thursday, the village of Henderson, on the Ohio river, was attacked and occupied. Gunboats have been dispatched to the spot, and at last advices, were shelling the woods at the lower edge of the city.
An order has been received at Cairo, from the Treasury Department, prohibiting the granting of ‘authorizations for the purchase or transportation of products or merchandise to or from any insurrectionary States or districts whatever, either under existing trade regulations or otherwise.’ This resumption of trade restrictions is owing to the fact that certain treasonable parties have abused the trade privileges by rendering aid and comfort to the enemy.
It is reported that the rebel Mosby has made a dash into Maryland. One report puts the rebel force at 5,000, but others state that it numbers only a few hundred.
The guerrillas still do a thriving business in Missouri, robbing towns and individuals with a degree of boldness and success that is astonishing. The entire State appears to be overrun by these desperadoes.
The bushwhackers in Missouri appear to have things all their own way. They are burning bridges, &c., on the line of the Hannibal and St. Joe railroad. The Pawpaw militia appear to be deserting the Federal cause by regiments, and using the arms furnished them by the Government.
Rumors come to hand of disasters to our forces in Hunter’s Department in Virginia.
It is stated that the rebels are returning, and that Generals Crook and Averill have been defeated by them.
It is rumored that Col. Mulligan, of Lexington fame, is killed. It needs confirmation.
The rebels occupy Martinsburg.
A guerrilla band has crossed the Ohio river, from Kentucky into Indiana, at Ross’ Landing, and are now plundering citizens in that vicinity.
The guerrilla excitement in Missouri continues, without any very startling new features. A quantity of arms and ammunition for the guerrillas have been stopped at Quincy, Ill.
Our latest advices from the army in Georgia state that we do not yet occupy Atlanta, but something better than that would be is expected. What this better thing is, we must wait to find out.
General Ford, with a rebel force of 7,000, has demanded the surrender of Brownsville, Texas. General Herron, commanding that point, is believed to be capable of making an effectual resistance.
The Senatorial Convention, advertised in this paper last week, has been postponed, as the day appointed is the day that President Lincoln has appointed for humiliation and prayer. – We presume that the committee will appoint an early day for the Convention, due notice of which will be given through our paper.
Perverting Its Meaning.
The Oquawka Spectator, a paper that was for a long time supposed to be edited by high-minded, upright men, but since the rebellion broke out has shown its true colors – which are coppery – in speaking of the Coles county prisoners, and of their being “kidnapped” by order of the President, quotes from the Declaration of Independence to prove that our liberties are in danger of being trampled on – by “A. Lincoln, the usurper of authority not granted by the Constitution.” In order that our readers may see what part of the Declaration they copy to support them in their views, we here insert it:
“Does not this illegal and unnecessary seizure “deprive us of the right of trial by jury?” Does it not “render the military independent of, and superior to the civil power?” Is it not in effect “transporting us beyond seas, to be tried for pretended offences?” Does it not “abolish the free system of laws?” It is not “obstructing the administration of justice?
The editors of the Spectator know full well – or, at least, ought to – that they pervert the meaning of the author of the Declaration when they attempt to institute a comparison, or similarity, between the men “kidnapped” by the British Government before the Revolutionary war, and the Coles county prisoners in 1864. Our forefathers were “kidnapped” by order of the British Government for words uttered that were far less treasonable than any of the speeches of Wigfall and other Southern Senators in Congress during the winters of ’60 – ’61 – words that did not, nor intended to, convey the idea of separation from the mother country, but were merely petitions to have wrongs redressed, unconstitutional laws repealed, equal taxation, equal representation. For such crimes, and such only, were our forefathers “kidnapped” and transported beyond the seas, while, on the other hand, the Coles county prisoners were not “kidnapped” “for pretended offences,” but for actual murder – murder committed in cold blood on inoffensive furloughed soldiers. Such, readers, you see, is the way copperheads pervert the meaning of the time-honored Declaration of Independence. They not only pervert the meaning of the Declaration, but every other document, and all the actions of men that tends to destroy the powers of the rebels, and the Oquawka Spectator, is no exception. What makes the matter worse is, the Spectator pretends to be strongly for the Union, and the soldiers’ only friend, while at the same time it never misses an opportunity to vilify and sneer at both.
We can agree with the Spectator in one thing. Our liberties are endangered, and our lives, too, so long as the Government permits such prints as the Spectator and other copperhead sheets to endeavor to rouse up all the evil passions of man to war against his neighbor. If the mere perversion of the meaning of the Declaration of Independence, and the proclamations and speeches of Abraham Lincoln were the only consequences of permitting such sheets to have an existence, we should not complain, but when they lead to murder, as they have done in Coles county and other places, we think it is high time to suspend them, especially during the time of insurrection and rebellion.
From the 78th Regiment.
Camp 9 Miles North of Atlanta, Ga.,
July 13, 1864.
Since I wrote you last our regiment has not been called on for any very active exercise, and to-day finds us camped in the woods about a mile and a half north of the Chattahoochee river, which is now the dividing line between us and the rebels. It is understood that on our extreme left a large portion of our army is across the river, and pressing upon the suburbs of Atlanta. Our boys need rest, and they appear to enjoy the little respite granted them. It is indeed refreshing to be removed once more from the noise of musketry and cannon, and be enabled to walk upright, and not in a stooping posture, dodging bullets or shells from the enemy’s line. We are not so remote, however, as to be beyond the sound of cannon, for even while I write I hear the booming of cannon some miles distant in the direction of Atlanta. The officers are improving the present occasion in fixing up their ordinance and clothing reports, &c. We have finished up our muster and pay rolls for the two months ending June 30th, but that is no sign that we will be paid very soon. – Rumors are current, but I cannot say how authentic they [obscured] that Paymasters are on their way hither. Our regiment has six months’ pay due, and I have no doubt it would be a great relief to the families of many in the regiment if Uncle Sam should adjust our little accounts.
The weather is just now exceedingly hot, but for my own part I find the heat no more oppressive in this Southern clime than I have usually experienced when at home in In Illinois. The evenings, I think, are cooler here than in Illinois. But I am told we have not yet reached the “heated term,” which we may probably find in August. We were in Shelbyville, Tenn., last August, and I remember seeing men with overcoats on in that month seeking the comforts of a fire.
It is now blackberry time with us, and although that fruit grows in great profusion about here, there are so many soldiers to gather them that but few berries get ripe. They are gathered as soon as they turn red and are stewed up, sometimes with sugar, and often without it, and are devoured greedily. We need more food of a vegetable nature. There are many symptoms of scurvy in the regiment which a change of diet would remedy.
I have already mentioned the fact that our regiment won distinguished praise for courage and firmness in their recent charge upon the enemy’s works near Kennesaw Mountain. There were undoubtedly many individual instances of gallantry worthy of honorable mention, but there were two or three cases that came under my own observation, which I am induced to mention. Our regiment was ordered forward on the double quick, and we were obliged to cross a little rivulet that lay between two hills. The regiment was somewhat broken in crossing the rivulet, but the men rallied in pretty good order, and pressed forward, the bullets in the meantime humming a wonderful tune all about us, but as is generally the case, the most of these passing over our heads. I was acting sergeant-major at the time, and my place was upon the left of the regiment a few paces in the rear of Co. B. The 121st and 113th Ohio regiments led the advance. They rushed fearlessly forward, under a most galling fire, until they came upon the enemy’s breastworks, which were found to be of such a formidable character that it would have been impossible to scale them without a loss of more than half the brigade. When I afterward came to view these works, I did not wonder that the 121st halted, wavered, and that many of them should run back panic-stricken. The firing was terrific; men were falling killed and wounded all about us, and many of such wounded as could walk were passing by us to the rear. And when portions of those regiments in advance of us were fleeing in confusion through our ranks to the rear, as far as I could observe from my position, every man of the 78th was pressing forward with gallant tread, ready to obey every order from our Colonel. At length the enemy opened a crossfire upon us of grape, canister and shell, and then came a grand rush from our front of panic stricken men saying they had orders to fall back. As I have said, I was upon the left of the regiment, in rear of Co. B. There were some two or three in that company that could scarcely resist the tide that was bearing to the rear, but the 78th had as yet received no orders to halt or retreat, and it became every man as a true soldier to keep his place and obey orders. – Sergeant Joseph Strickler noticed the few that wavered and instantly ordered the men to keep their places. It was a trying moment – it appeared like certain death to remain or to advance, but Strickler, knowing that if a break was made, disorder and confusion would ensue, seemed to throw his soul into the work. He was determined that no man of Co. B should break to the rear, and by his persuasion, encouragement and example, every man remained at his post of duty. We soon had orders to halt and lie down, and in that position our danger was not so great. I was not far from Wm. C. Dixon, of Co. B, when he was wounded. I saw him jump up with his right arm dangling by his side, and bleeding profusely, but before he would leave for the rear he went and notified Lieut. Woodruff, who was in command of the company, that he was wounded and obtain his permission to go to the rear. Dixon was a good soldier, and I am sorry to learn that was found necessary to amputate his arm.
After the firing had pretty much ceased, our regiment was ordered to hold the ground and to throw up breastworks. There was then some canvassing in each company to ascertain who was killed, wounded or missing. Co. H was found to have suffered the least of any other company in the regiment, but there was one man missing – Philo Ogden. No one could tell where he was; he had been seen in the thickest of the fight, but where he had gone no one seemed to know. Lieut. Simmons, who was in command of the company, inquired of me if I had seen Ogden – I had not. Some one then remarked that he must have gone to the rear. I knew Ogden, and I knew that a braver or better soldier could not be found in the Army of the Cumberland. I remarked to the Lieutenant – “if Ogden has gone to the rear he has been carried there.” A little further investigation developed the fact that Ogden was in the extreme front, only a few yards from the rebel breastworks, loading and firing as fast as he knew how.
Orderly D. W. Long, of Co. G, has received his commission as 1st Lieut., and will probably be mustered in a day or two.
It is currently rumored that we shall move to-morrow. I will try next week to furnish a report of the sick in each company, and the whereabouts and condition of the wounded as far as I am able to learn.
J. K. M.
Death of Gen. Harker.
The following tribute to the gallant soldier is from the pen of B. F. Taylor, the happy letter writer, now in Washington:
But, there is one, away there in Georgia, of whom I think with an aching heart. – Brigadier General Charles S. Harker – So young – not twenty-nine – so courteous, so generous, so modest, so winning, so gallant [obscured] with an eye that takes the breath” – can it be the rebel shot was ever moulded that could kill such a vigorous life and still a heart so noble! I am sure the basest of them all would never have done it had they known his as I knew him. A Colonel at first, of the 65th, he was at Shiloh, at Corinth, at Stone River, at Chickamauga at Mission and Rocky Face Ridges, and a hero everywhere.
I knew him well. With the frankness and simplicity of a boy he united the dash of Marion and the wisdom of a veteran. I saw him earn his “star” at Mission Ridge, as he led on his brigade like the wave of the sea, right into the hell of [?] fire and shattered shell. I saw him the next morning; and nothing about himself – not a word – but everything about some valiant Lieutenant, some gallant fellow in the rank, and [?] I had to go elsewhere for the details of his own story. And he is dead! For them that have loved him longest, God strengthen them. Young General, good night:
Good night to they form, but morning to thy fame.
RICHMOND NOT TAKEN!!
But the new
south of Adcock’s Grocery store is where may be found all kinds of FRESH MEAT at tall times, which will be sold at the lowest figures for CASH. As I intend to sell for Cash only, I shall be able able to sell cheaper, for I shall have no bad debts to loose. So, consumers, look to your interests and give me a call and prove what I say.
J. S. GAMAGE.
P. S. – Wanted to buy – Cattle, Sheep, Hogs, Tallow, & c., for which the highest market price in cash will be paid.
From the 16th. – The following list of casualties in the 16th Regiment Illinois Veteran Volunteer Infantry, during the late campaign under Sherman we take from the Quincy Whig and Republican:
Company A – George Hamilton, wounded in left shoulder, and Samuel [?], in left hand, July 7th, near Chattahoochee river.
Company B – William C. Green [obscured] killed at Resaca, 25th, A. L. [?], wounded in face, July 7th, near Chatthoochee river.
Company C — — McDonald, killed at Kenesaw Mountain, June 27th; Corporal H. H. Spencer, killed. Corporal [?] Trainer, wounded in left shoulder, and Monrose Washburn, in right [?] near Neals Dow, July 4th.
Company D – C I King, killed at Buzzard Roost, May 9th.
Company E – Lennard F Barnett, wounded in right thigh at Buzzard Roost, May 9th; George Smith, in left shoulder, at Resaca, May 15th; Patrick [?], in left hand at Kenesaw Mountain, June 27th; Coporal Paul [?] and James Orr, missing since May 25th, at Dallas.
Company F – Robert Spence, wounded in left foot by a tree, at Ringgold, May 3d; Jacob Curry, in right leg, slightly, at Buzzard Roost, May 9th.
Company G – John Collins, wounded twice, Buzzard Roost, May 9th; S. F. [?], in hand, at Dallas, May 29th.
Company H – Charles Wackwitz, killed at Dallas, May 31st; A. C. Bidder, wounded in left arm, near Kenesaw Mountain, July 2d.
Company I – 2d Lieutenant William Howard, killed; Francis Dolby killed; Fr. Hummelke, killed; John Mar[?] wounded in right ankle, since died; [?] Harrington, through both hips; [?] Uhler, in right arm; Joseph Ro[?], in right hand; B W Swany, in [?] slightly, all at Buzzard Roost, May 9th; G. Cofie, killed and S. W. [?], wounded in hand, at Dallas, May 27th; Corporal John Bartlett, in arm, and Daniel Welker, in abdomen, slightly, at Resaca, May 15th.
Company K – Math. Cook, wounded right arm, at Buzzard Roost, May 9th; Ch. Allen, in left arm, near Kenesaw Mountain, June 24th; Corporal Charles [?], in left arm, Corporal John [?], in right leg, Montgomery [?] in face, Harris Bennett, in left leg, William Badgely, in left foot, severely, William Cooper, in both legs, near Neals Dow, July 4th.
This shows a total loss to the regiment of 42; 10 killed, 30 wounded, and 2 missing.
Arrested. – C. H. Whittaker, editor of the Missouri Plaindealer, a paper published at Savanah Missouri, [?] to be very conservative, and in favor of Lincoln for President, has been arrested and placed under bonds to appear before the military commission.
The Missing Letter. – Last week we stated that one of Mr. Magie’s letters had failed to reach us, the one with the list of the killed and wounded of the 78th at the battle of Kenesaw mountain on the 27th ult. – We have just received it, but too late to go in this week’s issue, so we will only copy the list of killed and wounded, and state that the letter is mainly devoted to a description of the battle. – The letter is much shorter than usual:
Killed. – James Thomas.
Wounded. – Lieut. G A Brown, severely; Serg’t Oliver Brooks, ball through left breast and right arm; Corp Joseph Curtis, flesh wound in left thigh; James Curtis, flesh wound in left side; John Johnson, two fingers shot off; T C Noel, one finger shot off; Wm Hilyer, finger shot off; Ed N Wheeler, flesh wound in leg; Harvey F Hendricks, slight wound in left breast; Nelson Vanderveer, slight wound in right hand; J W Mullen, deranged by concussion of shell.
Killed – Corporal Julius Rice.
Wounded – Wm C Dixon, right arm amputated; Corporal J S Grimes, Walter S Baldwin, John D Parsons, slightly wounded.
Killed – Orderly J E James, Jacob W Michaels.
Wounded – Richard L Terry, leg amputated below knee; James H Huddleson, scalp wound.
Killed – Corporal Wm Manlove.
Wounded – Orderly Wm H Crotts, severely; Corp Wm Frost, flesh wound in neck; Joseph M Parrish, slight wound in face; Wm Cicil, flesh wound in left arm.
Killed – Orderly Wm H Pierce, Charles H Blake.
Wounded – Fielding R Smith, slight in shoulder; John Kuntz, slight; John A Pottorf, scalp wound; Francis M Barnard, slight wound in left arm.
Wounded – Henry Barrett, flesh wound in right thigh.
Wounded – Capt F L Howden, bruised with shell; Corp Jesse Haley, slight wound in hand; Isaac A Bottorf, in neck, not serious; Thomas Bottorf, slightly; Madison Hanly, James A Becket, Benj Hildrath, Joseph D Parker, John Wisehart, Alex Simon, all slightly wounded.
Sergt E R McKim was bruised with fragments of shell, but not seriously.
Wounded – Robert Laughlin, flesh wound in right arm; John E Pritchard ball through hand; Sergt Jesse B Scudder, finger shot off; George P Hogue deranged by discussion of shell; John Pembroke, severely stunned – gun knocked to pieces.
Killed – Isaac W Adkins, John W Newmarr, Wm B Strahl.
Wounded – Capt Wm B Aikens, slight scalp wound; F M Tyer, severe wound in leg; John Zemmer, slight in back; Segt John Buckalow, bruised with shell in leg; Norman R Butler, scalp wound; O L Harkness, flesh wound in hip; Paschal T Hickman, bruised leg; Corp John A Hyman, slight wound in wrist.
Religious. – In accordance with the President’s recommendation divine service will be held in the M. E. Church, at 11 o’clock. Sermon by Rev. Mr. Nesbitt. All are respectfully invited to attend.
Bible Meeting. – The annual meeting of the McDonough County Bible Society will be held at Macomb, in the Cumberland Presbyterian Church, at 2 o’clock, P. M., Thursday, August 4th, 1864. All friends of the Bible are invited to be present. The exercises usually attending such meetings will be had on the Sabbath following, at the same place at 4 1-2 o’clock, P. M.
Geese. – History informs us that Rome was once saved by geese. We wish Rome was in danger now, and would send over here for a cargo of the birds, for we are more than usually blessed (?) with the critter, so says Squibob. It is evident that Squibob don’t like geese.
Circulate the Journal. – Will those of our friends, who take any interest whatever in the success of our paper, please put forth a little exill those of our friends, who take any interest whatever in the success of our paper, please put forth a little exertion in our favor by obtaining subscribers for us? We have more than doubled the circulation that we had when we took possession of this office, but we want more. An important political campaign is about opening, and it is the presumption that our paper will be the organ of the Union party, in this county consequently the Union men should see to it that we are well patronized. We say again, circulate the Journal.
Jail Birds. – It is not often that the McDonough county jail has more than one tenant, but at present we have quite a “medley” of birds there – two murderers, one horse thief and one burglar. Sheriff Dixon is a kind, sociable man, and very popular with all who are acquainted with him, and knows how to “keep hotel,” but the rooms he furnishes his lodgers are rather dark to be comfortable, and he has a very unpleasant way of insisting that his guests shall remain with him awhile, and he even carries his pleasantry so far as to lock the doors of the bedrooms occupied by his visitors, therefore beware, O, Young America how you conduct yourself, lest you be invited to stop with Sheriff Dixon.
Dorgs. – They city marshal of Quincy, as we see by the Whig, is “down on dorgs” of high or low degree – in fact he’s a killin’ of ‘em. Squibob suggests that it would be a good thing for our city fathers to order our Marshall to make war upon the dorgs that daily and nightly perambulate our streets. He says that he is in mortal fear for the safety of his coat tail, like wise his calves, after taking leave of his “gal” some time between 12 o’clock and daylight. Git eout, purps!
Correspondence. – We saw an advertisement, a day or two since, in the Chicago Journal from two young ladies of this city, wanting correspondents among the fun loving and intelligent gentlemen. Squibob says he can’t write, but is death on talking; and if Miss. “Mollie Raymond” or Miss “Anon Ashton” will favor him with their place of “loafing” he will go and talk with them.
A Poor Calaboose. – Macomb has a good, substantial calaboose, one that would puzzle a Jack Shepperd to break out of, but some of our citizens improvised one on Tuesday last, by taking the coal house in the court house square, and incarcerated therein one of our citizens who was engaged in hod carrying, using his hat as a hod. The worthy gentleman had too much of a load, becoming tired and sleepy stretched himself at full length in the square. He was safely conveyed to the coal house, and locked in where he enjoyed the luxury of a “coal” – not cold – bed until “nature’s sweet restorer, balmy sleep” had sufficiently operated on his load of “brick” to bring him to a realizing sense of his situation. A spade, which was left in the “calaboose” gave the means by which he released himself from his prison house, and he walked forth in the free air of heaven a new – and black – man. Selah.
Burglary at Blandiville. – Last Tuesday a young man by the name of Kiss was brought to this city from Blandinville and committed to jail. He had burglariously entered the store of Messrs. Ward & Huddleston, and was found and arrested there on Monday night, the 25th inst.
Horse Thief. – Sheriff Dixon has under his charge a young man, committed since two weeks since, for stealing a horse from Mr. Runkle, living in the south part of this county. The name of the young gent is Medley, and a sorry medley he has got himself into by trying to ride somebody elses horse. Young gentlemen should beware how the “take somethin” for they may find themselves in the same “medley.”
Had to Enlarge. – Mr. John Gesler, in order to accommodate his increasing custom, has had to enlarge his oven so that he could fill all orders. – His new oven is built in the modern plan, and if you want a good article of bread or cake call on John Gesler, northwest corner of the square.
→ “The Tanner Boy,” “The Ferry Boy,” and “Young Housekeeper’s Friend,” are among the new books at Clarke’s Bookstore.
→ Go to Gordon & Gash’s for your ice cream. We know whereof we speak when we say they make good cream.
The Definition of a Great ‘Crime.’
“This war, so far as I have anything to do with it, is carried on on the idea that there is a Union sentiment in those States, which, set free from the control now held over it by the presence of the Confederate or rebel power, will be sufficient to replace those States in the Union. If I am mistaken in this, if there is no such sentiment there, if the people of those States are determined with unanimity, or with a feeling approaching unanimity, that their States shall not be members of this Confederacy, it is beyond the power of the people of the other States to force them to remain in the Union; and, in that contingency – in the contingency that there is not that sentiment there – this war is not only an error, it is a crime.” – Abraham Lincoln.
The Justification of the Rebellion.
“Any people anywhere, being inclined and having the power, have a right to rise up and shake off the existing government and form a new one that suits them better. This is a most sacred right, which we hope and believe is to liberate the world. Nor is this right confined to cases in which the whole people of an existing government may choose to exercise it. Any portion of such people that can, may revolutionize, and make their own of so much of the territory as they may inhabit. More than this, a majority of any portion of such people may revolutionize, putting about them who may oppose their movements.” – Abraham Lincoln.
Five Hundred Thousand More!
The President has issued a call for five hundred thousand more men for the military service of the United States. Since the first day of October last seven hundred thousand have been enlisted, and this call now shows that half a million of soldiers have sunk out of sight in six months of this year. It shows that notwithstanding the vaunting promises of the early spring, the great object of securing impartial freedom for negroes is as far from being attained as ever. The five hundred thousand now called for will disappear – will sink out of sight – as the last five hundred thousand have done, and then the destruction of the South will still be unaccomplished, the negroes will still be negroes, and another five hundred thousand will be called for. Thus it will go on, under Mr. Lincoln’s policy, until the last man shall disappear and the last greenback be not worth the paper it is printed on. Lincoln’s policy will still make the confederate army a wall of fire, against which our northern hosts will dash and melt away, precisely as they have heretofore dashed against that burning obstacle and been consumed. Let it go on, say the republican leaders – it is all right – the King can do no wrong. What are the lives of millions of whites, compared to the impartial freedom of negro barbarians? Let the men go to war – and melt out of sight, as frostwork melts before the morning sun. Let the women go into the harvest field – let general poverty and destitution fall upon the land – let the old men and the boys be ground into the dust with the weight of the national debt – let them coin their heart’s blood into gold to pay the annual taxation – and all for the sake giving impartial freedom to negroes. We are in favor of this war, in favor of this call and of all subsequent calls, in favor of a general judgment, and in favor of eternal hell fire for every able-bodied abolitionist who won’t put himself in the way of being killed by rebel bullets.
We are informed that Hon. Henry T. Blow, a member of Congress from Missouri, and who has just returned from Washington, states upon his veracity and as a man of honor that Gen Grant has lost since he first crossed the Rappahannock, the first of last May, one hundred and twenty-five thousand men, in killed, wounded, diseased and prisoners.
→ The republicans boast that Andrew Johnson was once a tailor. That is certainly no disgrace to him, but at this time the “ninth part of a man” will never do for vice President.
Democratic State Convention.
This body has been called to meet at Springfield on the 6th day of September next. McDonough is entitled to eight delegates. Our cotemporary at the capital says: As our readers know, we had favored an earlier call of the convention, believing that in no way could the party be so thoroughly organized as by the selection of standard bearers for the people to rally around; but the committee has decided differently, and we are well satisfied with their action. In 1862, after being beaten in the June election, we put out a state ticket on the 18th of September, which swept the state with a majority of fifteen thousand. WE CAN INCREASE THIS MAJORITY NEXT NOVEMBER. And the consternation which the postponement of the national and state conventions has produced amongst the devotees of Lincoln, has satisfied us of the wisdom of such postponement. The Democracy are wide awake, eager, enthusiastic and confident, while their opponents are torn by factious contentions, and daily becoming more de- [obscured] serves to convince intelligent men that the present administration are utterly incapable of extricating the country from the terrible difficulties into which they have plunged it. Delay, then, does us no injury, while it adds infinitely to their weakness and demoralization.
The Rushville Times very appropriately advises “that in view of the threats and menaces of the ‘Union Leaguers’ and the alarming indications that the party in power intend to carry the election by force, that the Democrats should take some precautionary steps against such an emergency. We do not wish to counsel any covert or unlawful proceedings, but would advise the Democracy in every township to organize companies to be designated as ‘Democratic Guards’ for the purpose of insuring a free election. A free vote or a free fight should be your motto. Do not meet secretly, or by night, nor bind yourselves in unusual oaths like the ‘Leaguers,’ but in open day, with your objects and intentions openly avowed. Claim nothing but your constitutional rights, and these maintain at all hazards. The Leagues make some measure of this kind absolutely necessary upon your part. Will our friends act upon these suggestions, or will they devise some more plausible methods.”
Pile on the Taxes. – The New York Times, a Lincoln organ, calls for more taxes. It says, we must tax heavily, although in 1864, the people will be called upon to pay:
→ Federal Taxes.
→ State Taxes.
→ County Taxes.
→ Borough and Township Taxes.
→ School Taxes.
→ Bounty Taxes.
→ Conscription Taxes.
→ Militia Taxes.
→ Special Taxes.
→ License Taxes.
→ Road Taxes.
→ Poor Taxes.
→ Internal Taxes.
→ Income Taxes and a heavy additional taxation for everything they eat, drink and wear. Oh, the beauty of keeping Lincoln in power.
→ We dislike very much to talk about the vices and wickedness of the town in which we live. But it is manifest to the dullest comprehension that the morals of Macomb “are getting no better fast.” There is entirely too much devotion to “beauty and the beast” to comport with a due regard for religion or even virtue. A sister in one of the churches is accused of sinning with the gay husband of another sister, and Madame Rumor says – no matter what she says – it isn’t fit for publication. Certes, there are immoralities that need correcting, vices that need uprooting, and wickedness that should cause some other feeling than mirth among our people. No search need be made for distant objects of missionary labor, or foreign fields to work in the “interest of God and humanity.” Worse than the Greeks are at our doors, and Christians may as well pluck out some wickedness at home before inveighing indiscriminately against all who do not every Sunday recite the catechism of “loyalty.”
The Yield of Wheat. – The wheat in this county is now all cut and shocked, and much of it placed in the barns and stacks. The grain is very large and plump, and the yield is more abundant than has been known for years. Many of our farmers say they have never harvested a better crop. We hear of numerous fields will turn out twenty-five bushels to the acre, and of but few that will go under that number. McDonough county will send off an immense quantity of No. 1 wheat this fall.
→ Politics run into the harvest field occasionally. A blatant fool in Emmet township broke up a set of hands, in the middle of wheat cutting, merely by his insufferable talk about “copperheads.” A republican’s wheat stood some time in consequence of it.
In New Salem township they managed better. In the fields of Mr. Grim, on Thursday last, were two reapers and fourteen men at work and but one blacksnake among them, and he kept straight as a shingle.
Real Estate. – Mr. David Lawson has sold his farm east of town, comprising 320 acres, for $8,000.
Mr. Blount has sold his farm north of town, comprising about 150 acres land, 20 acres timber at the rate of $40 per acre.
We have heard of some sales of raw prairie at as high a figure as $25 per acre.
→ Two horse thieves, who gave their names as Benj. Gee and T. Haynes, were arrested at Monmouth last week. They had two horses, which they said were stolen from John Sickman of Schuyler county.
→ A fine light-bay horse was stolen from Wm. R. Scott, eight miles southeast of Macomb, on Monday night. A reward of $50 is offered for the horse.
→ This county was visited by a glorious shower of rain last Tuesday. The corn and potatoe crops will profit thereby amazingly.
Abraham Lincoln, President of the United States, has issued a proclamation calling for 500,000 more men. This is as it should be. We need more men, and we will have them – if not voluntarily, by draft. These men must be forthcoming; the rebellion must be crushed, the war must be stopped, and the only way for it to be done honorably is to send men enough to Dixie to to effectually crush the power of the rebels. The quota of this State, under the call for 500,000 men, we believe, is 28,000. We have a credit now with the Government of 35,000 men, consequently we are about 7,000 ahead of the present call, but this should not deter us from making every exertion to to fill our quota the same as if we had no credit. If the war continues four more years our State will be called on for men until we get behind, and therefore we should see to it that the men go now. We firmly believe the war will be stopped this fall, provided we put such a force in the field as we can and the quicker it is done the better. – Go to work and recruit men. Let it be done, and done quickly.
P. S. – Since the above was in type we find that we were mistaken about the quota of this State. It is really 46,550. The credit is 35,000, consequently we are 11,550 behind. These can be easily raised by a little exertion.
In a Quandry.
The editor of the copperhead organ, of this city, is in a quandary. Cannot some philanthropic gentlemen get him out. It is too bad to have the Eagle man wallowing about in such a slough of doubt, as he is at present.
The great (?) indignation meeting, advertised to take place at Peoria the coming month is “what’s the matter” with him. He does not know whether to indorse it, or oppose it. We have no advice to offer in the premises. The The Eagle man can do just as he pleases – it won’t amount to much, anyhow. Lincoln can’t feel much worse than he dose now about the convention, whether the Eagle man indorses or opposes it.
Stand from Under Again!
The Eagle, of last week, calls on Gov. Seymour, of New York, to enforce the laws of his State, and says “if the power of New York is not strong enough to maintain her laws, tens of thousands of law-abiding men from other states will fly to her assistance.” We wonder whether these “tens of thousands of law-abiding men” are a part of those 200,000 men who were to escort Vallandigham to the Governor’s chair in Ohio last fall. The Eagle says the President has reached the “climax.” Well, if he has, he had better “cap” it. The Eagle don’t like it because the Grand Jury of New York city refused to find a bill of indictment against General Dix, hence the reason of his call on Gov. Seymour to “enforce the laws.”
Can’t the Eagle man, after getting through with the job of helping Seymour “enforce the law,” step over to Fort Warren and liberate the “kidnapped” Coles county prisoners? or, would he prefer to let that job out – if so, we would respectfully suggest he sends the one hundred and forty signers to the call for the Peoria convention.
Once again we say, stand from under, when those “tens of thousands” start for New York.
Why Do They Talk So?
Copperheads of this county and elsewhere, are continually blowing about the great love they have for the “Union as it was, and the Constitution as it is” and that they are the only true Union men at the North, and all that sort of bosh, but if they are, why do that talk as they do? We have heard of copperheads saying, in this city, that they could see Lincoln hung higher than Haman; others have declared that the only way to get peace would be to get up a fight at the North; others hurrah for Jeff. Davis on our streets unrebuked, and yet copperheads say they are for the Union! We have known old gray-haired copperheads, members of the Church, laugh and appear to be rejoiced at the drunken ravings of Jeff Davisites when they would be cursing the Government of the United States, and reviling Lincoln and the soldiers, and yet would hold up their hands in holy horror to hear a soldier damn the rebels or copperheads. We might multiply questions all day as to why do they talk so, but it would be a waste of time for copperheads won’t answer.
From the 78th Regiment.
Camp near Marietta, Ga.,
July 2, 1864.
I wrote you on the 28th ult., giving you the list of our killed and wounded in the engagement of the day before, and have been waiting since for a favorable opportunity to write you at more length. I have not yet reached a favorable opportunity, but nevertheless, lying upon my back, and holding my paper and portfolio before my face, while the bullets from the enemy’s sharpshooters are making hideous music but a few feet over my head, I will try and write some items for the columns of the Journal, and whether my communication shall be long or short, will depend upon the length of time I am permitted to remain undisturbed in my present graceful position.
We are still occupying the same ground from which we drove the enemy on the morning of the 27th, and from which I wrote you last. We have thrown up pretty substantial breastworks, and we are just now enabled to appreciate their great necessity. The enemy to-day are throwing their bullets at us very spitefully and briskly, but they generally range from about eight to fifty feet over our heads. Occasionally, however, a bullet comes whizzing at low enough range to do mischief and then we are in constant danger from glancing bullets. On the evening of the 29th Joseph P. Curtis of Co. C was struck in the right shoulder by a glancing ball which has probably laid him up for the balance of this campaign. There are few others in the regiment who have been slightly hurt by glancing balls, but as they are still remaining on duty I have no occasion to mention names. A night or two ago an alarm from some cause was raised, and every man sprang to his gun. We were on the scout line of battle. The first line – the 98th Ohio – opened heavily upon the rebs and they replied briskly. Soon the shell began to whiz about our heads, and we were admonished to lay close. The firing was very terrific for about twenty minutes, when it gradually subsided, and in a short time ceased. I think that some noise created the impression upon both sides that the other party was advancing. In this skirmish we lost one man – E. McWilliams of Co. B, killed by a piece of shell.
This is the sixth day we have been lying upon this ground, digging and burrowing in the earth to protect ourselves from bullets and shell, and many of the men begin to assume the color of the ground, but it is not according to our tactics to yield an inch of ground that we have fought to gain, and although the rebs are very strongly entrenched upon our front I am well satisfied that we will worry them out of their works before many days.
Our list of killed in the late engagement numbered ten – that of McWilliams makes it eleven. All of these have been decently buried near our old camp a mile in the rear, and headboards, on which is engraved the name and company, mark the grave of each.
On the death of John E. James, Co. C has lost a worthy and valuable member. He was first Sergeant of the company and had received a commission as second Lieutenant, but failed to be mustered on his commission on account of a late order permitting but two commissioned officers to a company below eighty-four enlisted men. As Capt. Hume, in consequence of continued ill health, has tendered his resignation, James had he lived would probably soon have been mustered as a Lieutenant in the company. He was a faithful, ambitious, and energetic going man, and his tragic end will be deeply deplored, not only by his bereaved parents, brothers and sisters, but by many friends and acquaintances in different parts of McDonough county.
Wm. H. Pierce, of Co. E, was another young man of many sterling and noble qualities, whose death is mourned by family and friends. He was from Adams county. During the past few months I had formed a rather intimate acquaintance with him, and had learned to respect him very highly. His company officers held him in high estimation, and since his enlistment promoted him from Corporal to first Sergeant of the company. He was instantly killed by the bursting of a shell.
Corporal Wm. Manlove of Co. D lost his life in the noble endeavor to rescue the major of the 121st Ohio, who had been wounded in his legs, and was lying upon the field exposed to rebel bullets. He was a youth of excellent character, and beloved by all his acquaintances. The Major’s dead body was found the same evening.
Jacob H. Michaels, of Co. C is the name of another of our noble dead worthy of honorable mention. Although of sufficient age to exempt him from all apprension of a draft, and although a native of a slave State, when he saw that his government needed men in the field to maintain the supremacy of the laws, promptly gave himself and his two sons to the cause of the country he loved so well. One of those sons has filled soldiers grave for nearly two years, and now the father yields his life a martyr to Freedom’s cause. He leaves a wife and several children in Blandinville for whom I bespeak the kind consideration of the loyal people of that vicinity.
My acquaintance with the others who were killed in this regiment was but slight, and I have not time at present to speak of them as their memory deserves.
I feel impelled to pay a passing tribute to my friend and messmate, Richard L. Terry, of Hancock county, who was wounded in the ankle and suffered an amputation a few inches below the knee. He was a brave and gallant soldier, cheerful, lively, and always prompt to duty. He and I were always near each other in the ranks, and whenever it became our duty to face the enemy in line of battle there was not a man in the regiment more cool, more firm and self-possessed than was young Terry. After his foot was amputated he leaned up upon his elbow, and taking a survey of what remained of his leg, coolly remarked that there was enough left to kick a copperhead after he should get home.
July 7. – The rebs have made another skedaddle, and here we are in pursuit, only nine miles from Atlanta, the spires of which city are visible from this point. I have had no opportunity until this moment of finishing this letter and sending it away. I will close it with a few items and write again the first opportunity.
Lieut. Geo. A. Brown, of Schuyler county, who was wounded in our recent engagement, has since died. He was buried in the National cemetery at Chattanooga.
We learn through the Chattanooga Gazette, that Serg’t Thomas Lindsey of this regiment, whose family resides in Blandinville, was buried June 25th, in the National cemetery. He left us in the early part of June, near Dallas, complaining of chills and fever.
James Withrow, of Macomb, is now our acting Sergeant-Major [obscured] appointment has been worthily bestowed.
Serg’t Thomas Scott, of Co. H, has received his commission as Captain, and is now awaiting an order from the War Department, prior to being mustered.
Your humble correspondent has received the appointment of first Sergeant in Co. C, made vacant by the death of J. E. James.
J. K. M.
From the 137th Regiment.
Camp Near Memphis, July 4th, ‘64
Mr. Editor: — By the urgent request of many of our McDonough friends in the regiment I write you for the Journal, thinking it might not be uninteresting for the friends of the three companies that hail from your patriotic county, to hear from us through the columns of your paper. Since the regiment landed in this place, June 15th, we have not been idlers in our country’s cause; standing picket every other day, digging wells, cleaning camp, guarding rebel property, &c., &c., has been the order of the day. The latter of which by the way, meets with the indignation of every true soldier in Memphis. We did not come here to serve the rebellion or its abettors, but to drive them into the last ditch, where they propose to die. But when out officers place us on guard over the property of men who are now armed in the service of the rebellion, or who would rejoice to see us bite the dust before their infamous hordes, although obedient soldiers as we profess to be – we fell almost mutinous. Before we entered the army we had supposed that the good example of “Brute” Butler, Grant and other efficient officers was being emulated by men of much less signifigance. But petit Brigadiers and Colonels with more self-conceit and bigotry than was ever witnessed ever among the dignitaries of Rome, call out their guards for headquarters and rebel property, regardless of the health and fatigue of their commands. But you look at the record of such men, and not one single philanthropic act have they ever done. They are heroes, but you can’t find the foe they ever faced. They are patriots but the fires that burn in their breasts are for their own aggrandizement rather than the suppression of treason and the restoration of this once glorious Republic. When noble, true hearted men who have left their own home circles with the oracles of truth and right deeply implanted in their bosoms, witness such proceedings from those whom they have trusted as loyal, true men, is it strange that they feel from the bottom of their hearts the deepest indignation. None can we trust. Is it strange that they say, if we feed and fight them too, when will the end come?
Memphis is by no means free from such commanders. But last night an order was issued charging all damages to rebel property, to the troops nearest the depredation. The property is to be assessed, and with 100 per cent. added to the amount, subtracted from the hard earnings of the soldier at the pay table, whether innocent or guilty. The policy is, let the traitor whose property is made use of by the loyal soldier receive double its value. And what traitor is not mean enough to apply the torch to his house worth $4,000 for the sake of doubling the amount. I shall not violate military law by speaking disrespectful of my superior officer, but only condemn the infamous order, and every man who desires to see it enforced.
You have perhaps heard ere this of the death of Dr. Huston, whose loss we deeply feel. When such patriots fall every loyal heart can but bleed. Who will fill his place is not yet known.
Rebels begin to feel the weight of the one hundred days boys. Yesterday one of their spies lurking around our lines observing the position of our pickets and professing to be a United States detective exhibiting his badger with the boldest assurance, was overhauled in his career by Capt. Johnson, (picket officer of the day) and safely lodged in Irving prison for safe keeping until tried by proper authorities. It has since been ascertained that he has left our lines several times disguised in women’s clothes, with horses and news which he returned without. He is safe now gazing out upon the world between iron bars.
How long the regiment will remain here is not known by us, but if we are wanted to chase Forrest, be assured men were never more willing, notwithstanding the sound threshing he gave that dead headed Sturgiss, and the awful accounts we get of it daily. Any way to assist our country in this dark hour. But one thing we do want, and that is to re-enlist with thirty days furlough, about the time Uncle Abe is again to be made President of the United States. Although engaged with traitors south we have not forgotten the more shameless ones north, and desire a few days about that season of the year to pay then our respects at the [obscured] they are too worthless to merit our steel. Their apostle has emerged from his slimy hole, and now no doubt the smaller snakes such as Charlie Sweeney, editor of the Eagle and many others of the same caliber, dare to show their venomous heads, hideous with the fangs and hisses that render their infamous leader, Val. so contemptible in the eyes of every good man.
This evening Lieut. Col. Roach was called out by the boys for a speech, unwilling that the glorious anniversary of our nationality should pass unnoticed. – The burning eloquence of the orator fully aroused the spirit of old “’76” and felt just as we used to when we celebrated it at home. It was indeed a joyful day for us, although separated from sweethearts ‘long reaching miles.’
The health of the regiment is remarkable good, but very few in the hospital.
June 1st 1864, of lung fever in hospital near Dallas, Ga., Henry Vanmeter, of Co. C. 8th Regt. Ill. Vol., aged 21 years and 6 months.
→ We have been requested to publish the following letter from the members of the Co. L, 7th Ill. Cav:
Qrs. Co. “L,” 7th Ill. Cav.,
July 4th, 1864.
Miss M – B – and other Ladies of Bushnell, Ill.,
Dear Friends: — It is with hearts o’erflowing with thankfulness that we acknowledge the receipt of your kind favor, in the shape of a bountiful feast accompanied with a letter brimful of patriotism and sympathy for the soldiers.
This being the anniversary of our Independence, our thoughts naturally turned to home and friends; and when we discovered such a substantial token of esteem, we could but feel that our friends were the kindest and best in the world. We can assure you that we did ample justice to the good things sent us, and after hearing the letter read, we resolved that come weal or woe, we would freely give life itself to protect such noble friends.
You cannot (unless you were here to see for yourselves) know with what gratitude and pleasure we received such tokens of good will and respect. – They will ever nerve our hearts to undergo cheerfully all the privations of a soldier’s life, and endear to us those homes we all love so well.
In the list of names we find wives, sisters and friends very dear to us – those that we have learned to love with all the power of our hearts. O, how glad we would be to spend our lives in your midst, in the peaceful pursuits of civil life; but our country has called her sons, and we are determined that, though it costs us separation and many a bitter pang, we will ever do our duty as best we can, hoping that at some future time, when our country’s skies are clearer, we may meet you all again on our own bright prairie. Then, perhaps, we can better thank you than we can now with our blundering pen.
Hoping that we may always deserve a place in your memories, and that God’s choicest blessings may rest upon each one of you, we close by bidding you all adieu for the present.
Co. “L,” 7th Ill. Cavalry.
Death of John E. James. – With deep fellings of sorrow we pen the announcement of the death of Sergt. John E. James, of Co. C. 78th Regt. Ill Vol. He fell, nobly fighting for his country, in the battle of Kenesaw mountain on the 27th ult. In our short acquaintance with Mr. James we learned to love him, and that is what all done who knew him. Steady, honest, upright, addicted to none of the vices so common among our young men, he gave great promise of becoming a useful member of society, but alas! he is cut off in the first blush of manhood and the places that once knew him shall know him no more forever.
Boy Killed. – We understand that a boy by the name of George McGee was killed a few days since in one of the coal pits at Colchester, by a large rock falling on him while at work in the pit. He was rescued after several hours hard work, alive but died that evening.
Deserved Promotion. – It will be seen, by the last paragraph in our army letter, that Mr. Magie has received the appointment of first sergeant of Co. C. 78th made vacant by the death of Sergt. James. Mr. Magie has served faithfully as a private for nearly two years, and richly deserves this stepping stone to further promotion. If Capt. Hume’s resignation is accepted he will undoubtedly receive a commission as lieutenant.
A Nuisance. – We should respectfully call the attention of our city authorities to the condition of the alley and out-buildings back of our office. The stench arising therefrom is horrible, and the nuisance should be abated forthwith.
Ice Cream. – Harry Gordon & George Gash have fitted up an ice cream saloon in the building formerly occupied by G. F. Clark as a clothing store, where they make a superior article of ice cream, which is just the thing for this hot weather, and we advise all who delight in the luxury of a good dish of ice cream, or ice-cold lemonade to give them a call. They also keep a good assortment of confectionary oranges, lemons, soda water, &c. – Harry Gordon has served faithfully in Uncle Sam’s army for three years, and deserves the patronage of all. Remember their saloon is on the west side of the square, two doors north of Adcock & Co’s grocery store.
Idaho. – The correspondent of the Macomb Eagle, writing from Virginia City, Idaho Territory, gives a doleful account of the prospects of the gold miners in that country. He says it don’t pay. Those who left here last Spring with such sanguine expectations of soon realizing a “pile,” would have made more by staying at home and mining in the coal mines of this county. That there is gold, and plenty of it in Idaho, and other regions of the Rocky Mountains, none can doubt, but it takes capital and severe labor to get it out.
Masonic Hall. – Dr. T. M. Jordon is erecting, on the northwest corner of the square a large three story brick, the dimension of which is 36 by 60 feet, desinged for business houses in the lower story, and the third story will be occupied by the Masonic society of this city. The second story will, probably, be occupied by the Sons of Temperance of this city. When finished, this building will add considerable to the appearance of that part of the square.
Pigs. – We have noticed for some time that there were always more or less pigs to be seen around the public square on Sundays. We suspect that the pigs have found out that Marshal Case attends church on Sunday, and they doubtless think it is a good time to come out. Now, we don’t intend that the Marshal be imposed upon in this manner, and we warn all such pigs that hereafter the Marshal or a deputy will be on hand. Query: How do the pigs manage to get out on Sunday and no other day?
Dissolution. – It will be noticed, by reference to our new advertising columns, that the firm of Wright & Strader, boot shoe, hat and cap dealers, has been dissolved by mutual consent. Mr. Strader will continue the business at the store now occupied by him, in Campbell’s block where all can get the best of bargains for their money. His stock of summer goods will be sold extremely low. Mr. Wright requests us to return his sincere thanks to the people of this county for the liberal patronage they bestowed on him, individually and to the firm of Wright & Strader, and asks that it may be continued to the new firm. We will add that our acquaintance with Mr. Strader justifies us in saying that he is a fair dealer, upright in his transactions, and we believe he can “keep hotel.”
The Weather. – Saturday, Sunday, Monday and part Tuesday were the hottest days known to this latitude for a number of years. The mercury in the thermometer stood at times as high as 108 – almost hot enough to roast apples on the trees. On Tuesdasy afternoon we had a violent wind and rain storm pas over our county but whether there was much damage done by the wind we have not learned. There was but very little lightning accompanied the storm. The lightning rod on the residence of G. K. Hall was struck, but did no damage other than spreading apart the bricks in the flue to which the rod was attached. Today, (Wednesday) the atmosphere is considerably cooler.
Runaway. – During the storm on Tuesday last a span of horses were standing in front of the post office, and becoming frightened at the noise of the wind and rain started and run, upsetting and breaking away from the wagon, and left for parts unknown.
→ The weather is delightfully cool this (Thursday) morning.
Missing. – The letter that we have this week from Mr. Magie, speaks of a former letter, written after the battle of the 27th ult., giving a list of the killed and wounded of the 78th Regt. We are sorry that it failed to reach us, as it undoubtedly contained a good description of the battle besides the list of killed and wounded. Mr. Magie will, perhaps, send the the list again when he learns that the first one failed to reach us.
Hides Wanted. – Mr. S. F. Wright, formerly of the firm of Wright & Strader, wishes to buy all the hides that can be brought to him, for which he will pay the highest price in cash. He will be found at the store of Mr. Strader & Co. Remember, all you who have hides to sell, to go to S.F. Wright, and you will get the very highest cash prices for them.
Dull. – We are just now in the midst of the dullest season of the year for business. The farmers are very busy gathering in their grain, and the consequence is, our business men are enjoying a general holiday. It will come out right, though, after awhile.
Don’t Forget. – During these hot days, don’t’ forget that a good, cooling drink is a good thing, and that John Gesler gets up a drink called Spruce beer. Also ice-cold lemonade. Give him a call, all ye that are thirsty.