September 6, 1861
Letter from H. T. Forrest.
Emmett, Sept. 2, 1861.
EDITORS JOURNAL: — In the last issue of the Macomb Eagle was an article stating that Mr. H. W. England of Emmet, has received a letter through the Bruce post-office, notifying him to leave the county by the 1st of October, or he would be helped away. The Eagle also stated that there was no signature to the letter, but that it was believed to be in the hand of a “blathering abolitionist of Hire township – a fellow who sold a negro woman in the State of Tennessee, and then came to Illinois to howl about the sin of slavery.” Although I never owned a negro in my life, and do not reside in Hire township, I did come from Tennessee to this State, and I was informed a few days after the secession meeting at the Union School House, that it had been asserted by a lying traitor that I had sold a negro woman in the State of Tennessee, and that I was accused of writing the letter to Mr. England. Judging from what I had heard, that I was the person referred to by the Eagle, I went to Mr. England to see on what authority I was accused. He informed me that he did not believe me to be the author of the letter, and that the article appeared in the Eagle without his knowledge of consent, and that he was satisfied that the hand writing was not mine, but that some persons calling themselves Democrats had accused me with being the author. All that I have to say about it is, that those who made the assertions are liars and black-hearted traitors.
I wish now to acquaint you with some of the circumstances connected with the reception of this letter. On the 24th of Aug., the traitors (pretended Democrats) held a meeting at the Union School House – the same that passed the secession resolutions which appeared in the Eagle of last week. On that day John B. Purdy went to Macomb, and from Macomb to the meeting. It seems that while in Macomb he happened to enquire whether there was a letter there for H. W. England. He happened to get one, and Mr. England happened to be at the meeting, and it so happened that this proved to be a letter notifying him to leave the county by the 1st of October – it happened that a knowledge of its contents got to the ears of some of the old wheel horses, and they persuaded Mr. England that it would be best to have the letter read publicly, and then upon examination somebody happened to find out that there was no post mark on the letter. Now is it not wonderful that after so many things had happened in one day, that some people should happen to think that the letter had never been in a post-office. The Eagle says that the letter was received through Bruce post office. Mr. England says that John B. Purdy told him that he got the letter at the Macomb P.O., and the Post Master at Bruce says that the letter was never in that office. So the Eagle or somebody else has lied. I do not say that the editor of the Eagle knew that this was a lie when he published it, but people generally believe that he would swim a river of ink to publish a lie. The Eagle says that Mr. England is a peacable citizen. This is a fact not disputed by any Republican, and more than that, Mr. England does not belong to the secession party of the township. He never voted with them in his life, and although appointed a delegate to their county convention, he denounces the Breckinridge resolutions, and says if these are their principles he will not attend the convention. This being the case, the object for which the letter was written is at once apparent. Mr. England lived in a Republican neighborhood; he had been a Bell man, his relatives living in Kentucky were nearly all slave-holders, and the traitors thought by writing threatening letters, to make him believe that the Republicans were trying to drive him from the county, and by this means whip him into their ranks. By raising the cry of persecution, they thought to create a sensation in the neighborhood, and receive the sympathy of people who did not understand their duplicity and treachery. This at least, is the opinion of your humble contributor.
There are several other things connected with this letter which I should like to tell the public, but I have not room now. One thing however, I will tell you. No Republican is allowed to see the letter, for Mrs. England says that John Purdy happens to have it in his possession. I understand that the form of the letter is so awkward, and the orthography especially, is so bad that no one would suspicion that any but a secessionist could have written it. – Speaking of the letter, the Eagle says, “Persons who would make such threats as these are cowards in action, and villains at heart, and are just as guilty of treason as are the rebels of the South.” So say I.
The Quincy Herald, which I believe is good Democratic authority, in speaking of the Tennessee resolutions, says: “When a man ceases to be for the Union, he ceases to be a Democrat. Breckinridge is against it, Jeff. Davis is against it, the leaders of the rebel army are against it, and all who sympathise with them, whether living in loyal or disloyal States are against it.” Our Emmett friends endorse Breckenridge, and sympathise with secession, as their resolutions plainly show. Consequently the remarks of the Herald apply to them. They are TRAITORS.
Let me tell them if Republicans have to drive out traitors, they will not commence on W. H. England.
H. T. Forrest.
- Dr. Harper still remains at the Randolph House in this city, where he is giving his attention to the cure of diseases of the eye and ear. He has a great reputation for his success in this class of diseases. He has already upward of forty patients in this place that he is now treating.
The Doctor will visit Prairie City on Tuesday next, 10th inst., and remain one day at the Cope House, giving those in that vicinity an opportunity who wish to avail themselves of his professional skill.
- The Circuit Court is now in session in this city. We have had a great press of office business this week which has prevented us from attending the court and giving a report of what is going on. We will look in the court room and pick up some items by next week.
- More Volunteers.—Still another company of volunteers for the war is being organized in this county, made up of members from Fulton, Hancock and McDonough Counties. Nearly the requisite number of names, obtained under the auspices of G. W. Brown of this city, S. W. King of La Harpe, and others, have already been secured, and the company will undoubtedly be organized in a few days. From the indications which we have observed we have reason to believe, that this new company design to excel all others in every quality that constitutes the true and faithful soldier. We are well acquainted with the two gentlemen whose names are mentioned, and we can truthfully say that they are men of upright character, intelligent, and every way calculated to reflect credit upon any company with which they may be connected. As a few more names of the right kind of men will be received, we would recommend an early application of those who contemplate enlisting.
Supposed Death by Violence.
About two weeks since the wife of Samuel Greenwood, living in Colchester, was taken ill and died a few hours afterward. Greenwood and his wife were both intemperate, and frequently quarreled, often carrying their disputes to blows. Some neighbors called in previous to Mrs. G’s death, but could learn nothing as the immediate cause of her illness. After her death a jury of inquest was called by a justice of the peace, but nothing satisfactory was elicited. On Thursday last, the Coroner, I. P. Monfort, went to Colchester for the purpose of holding another inquest. He had the body exhumed, but it was so far decayed that the attending surgeon could determine nothing as to the cause of her death.
About a week since Greenwood was taken down and died on Tuesday morning. No inquest was needed in his case, as it was too well known that he died of an excess of whisky.
Produce Wanted. – As money is scarce and provisions plenty, we wish to give notice to those indebted to us on subscription that we would be glad to receive in payment wheat, flour, corn, potatoes, butter, eggs, chickens, wood, coal – in short, anything that is necessary to the support of a family. There are many excusing themselves from paying us at the present time on account of the scarcity of money. This excuse does not avail them when we offer to take such produce as they may happen to have. We would not object to a few loads of wood about this time.
Letter from the Postmaster at Bruce.
Bruce, Ill., August 31, 1861.
Messrs. Editors – I see by the Macomb Eagle of this date that it is stated that Mr. H. W. England received a letter through the Bruce post office notifying him to leave this county &c. I wish to say that there is either a great mistake or a great lie out some where. Mr. England has not received a letter at this office in more than twelve months.
John D. Hainline,
Postmaster at Bruce.
September 7, 1861
McDonough County Fair. – The seventh annual fair of the McDonough county agricultural society will be held at Macomb on the 24th, 25th, and 26th days of this month. It is expected that this fair will be more extensive and attractive than any previous one. The managers have arranged a liberal premium list, and they are using every effort to infuse life and activity into the contest for these premiums. Everybody in the country who is interested in the success of this society, and everyone who has any new, useful, or valuable article – any specimen of skill in workmanship or combination of materials – should bring his quota to the grand exhibition.
- A report was current on Wednesday that Jefferson Davis was dead. It has not been confirmed. We have no great admiration for Davis’ ability in either the field or the cabinet, and we do not think his death would be a very heavy blow to the Confederates.
- We should like to make arrangements for the sale of two or three sewing machines. We will sell for about one half cash, and the balance in almost any kind of trade – dry goods, groceries, milch cows, etc.
- Peaches have been selling this week at $1,50 to $2 a bushel, in this market. They should be sold for about half that money.
Ike Partington’s Vacation.
Hill-Top, July 31, ’61.
Dear Bob: Bully for vacation. I’m having the tip-toppest time you ever see. Uncle Nathe was as glad to see me as he could be, for he’s a cross old curmudgeon, and make the boys toe the mark, I tell you. He said he hoped I’d be good, and I said I shouldn’t be anything else. He whispered something to Aunt Hetty, and looked at me, but I didn’t seem to mind it. He’s got a new horse that is very old and pretends that he can’t get along unless you push him with a whip. It’s all sham, for I stuck a brad into a stick and touched him with it, and he went like smoke. He kicked his hind heels through the dasher, broke the wagon, and landed me and Bill into the ditch. Uncle Nathe said he couldn’t see what had got into the beast, but I guess it was the brad; though I thought it wasn’t best to mention it.
We had a flag-raising here yesterday. It was big fun, you’d better believe. We hadn’t any flag; so I got one of Aunt Hetty’s sheets, and painted blue square in one corner with her indigo bag, and chalked out some stars; then I got Uncle Nathe’s pot of red paint that he marks his sheep with, and made some elegant stripes, and the flag was done. We took a bran new cod-line of Uncle Nathe’s for halyards, then cut down a nice little maple for a pole, and nailed it up on the barn. One of the neighbors went down and told Uncle Nathe what we were doing, and he came up from the meadow as mad as a hop. I see by the way he acted that he was a seceshioner. He took down the flag that we had consecrated, and I couldn’t stand it, so I made him a speech, and told him that the flag he pulled down was the emblem of our right to do as we pleased, and he had better be careful how he trifled with the spirit of liberty. I’d better not said it, because all of us boys had to go to bed without our supper that night, and Aunt Hetty gave us a great talking to about the sheet. What a fuss folks makes about trifles.
But we had some fine fun next day with Uncle Nathe. He’s got a big white rooster, that he sets everything by – even his watch. So we caught him and colored one of his wings blue and the other red, and he looked as fine as anything you ever saw. The hens didn’t know what to make of him, and they all seceded. When Uncle Nathe come home the first thing he saw was his crower, which got up on the woodpile and yelled “Yankle doodle doo-oo!” as loud as he could bawl. – Uncle Nathe didn’t know what to think of it at first, but when he saw the fun of the thing he didn’t laugh any.
I wish you was up here; If you were we would train round some, I guess. There’s plenty of berries, and lots of birds, and Uncle Nathe has got a gun and two pounds of power, and there’s a boat in the pond, and fine fishing, and everything to make a fellow comfortable. Can’t you steal away and come up here, and make ‘em think you’ve gone to the war? Yours in clover, Ike Partington.