February 13, 1863

Macomb Weekly Journal
February 13, 1863


            The news this morning from the various seats of war are uninteresting indications only that preparations for desperate work is making in every department of the army and navy.

Wilson, of Massachusetts, has introduced a bill for the purpose of calling out the entire military force of the nations under a law similar to the French conscription.  Of the details of it we are unadvised.  It provides for quite an extensive exemption clause.  It will undergo considerable modification before it becomes a law.  It is understood there will be opposition to some features of the bill, which will be thoroughly discussed, as it ought to be.  The Charleston affair is still in the fog; however, we have advices that it is not as serious as first anticipated.

The details of the Fort Donaldson affair reflect great credit on our arms.  Col. Harding, in command, displayed excellent soldierly qualities.  The gunboats, as usual, saved the day.

Advices from Mexico indicate that the French are in rather a bad scrape, the mortality in their camps and navy being fearful, and indications that they will need more reinforcements.  Our Government seems to have lost the confidence of the Mexican Government under the policy adopted by our naval commander, stationed at their ports, and rumors that Minister Corwin was about to return home.  It is hoped the amend will be made honorable, if our officers were to blame.

The Senate have been some days without a quorum, but the latest advices are that a compromise had been effected and business would be resumed.  By some strange freak, Senator Berry was in the chair, Lieut. Gov. Hoffman not duly appreciating his abilities, politely released him from the onerous duties imposed on him, and expunged their proceedings from the record.

Our New Orleans dispatches show that Banks is not idle, an expedition for the reduction of Port Hudson is rapidly preparing, and will be heard from soon.


Union Mass Meeting.

            There will be a Union Mass Meeting of the loyal citizens of McDonough County, at Macomb, on Saturday, the [obscured] from abroad will be in attendance to address the meeting.  The names of the Speakers will be announced in our next issue.

All persons in favor of sustaining the President in his war measures, and putting down treason everywhere in our land, are invited to be present.

Let the unconditional Union men of this County make one more grand rally for the Union and the Constitution as our fathers made it.


→ We last week noticed the death of a child of Mr. Hovey’s, of this city, from fire having caught in its clothing, we understand that a daughter of the Rev. J. M. Chase, near this city, was very dangerously burned in the same manner, on Saturday, the 7th inst.  The numerous instances of this kind of accident should surely warn parents to caution their children against the danger of too near an approach to the fire.  It may be too, that the style of dressing with hooped skirts adds to this danger, as children especially, cannot make due allowance for the expansion of their dresses.  The extreme pain of these serious accidents is not the only misfortune attending them, but unseemly scars on the persons of the unfortunate may attend them through life.


The Secesh Pow-wow.

            The mutterings of treason, so often heard in a half-suppressed whisper in our city, and in louder tones in the country, were openly avowed before the entire community at the so-called Democratic meeting on the 7th.  The knowing ones of the party were all out.  Especial pains had evidently been used to have the poison well inoculated.  The bruisers and catspaws who have for a long time been testing the feelings of the community for their many wily masters, by abusing the Administration, and especially the President, were here to learn the cue from the leaders.  The full troop of office-seekers and office-hunters from all the townships were here, and posted conspicuously before the crowd – from the more polished candidates for Legislative, Judicial and Congressional promotion to the township worthies.  The bold, outspoken hurrah for Jeff. Davis’ crowd were here; and not only on the streets were hurrahs sent up for Jeff., but the health of the traitorous President was openly drank at the saloons of the city.

Abbott was here, the immaculate editor of the “Eagle;” the concentrated Nelson was here, with his pale, hysteric, demoniac phiz, showing to all observing eyes the malevolence, falsehood and cunning of the man, if he but had the wit to embody his treason.  He was evidently spoiling for a speech, and he somehow got the privilege in advance of the more timid aspirants to introduce the grand treasonable proceedings.  He had been to Springfield, and knew how it was done, whilst they stood at his back as bottle-holders and resolution readers, a little doubting how far the treason would take.  But Abbott was ready; there never was a job of the kind too dirty for him, and his arms swung like a windmill and his mouth frothed like a six months’ pig, champing for a fight, as he gulped out, with the peculiar Abbott hitch, the stale, false, impudent dogmas of his sympathizers.

Nelson missed his star when he failed to be born in Western New York, under the meridian of Joe Smith’s glory, as he certainly would have been one of the twelve.  He has all the gullibility, all the bigotry, and all the frenzied intolerance of a Mormon Apostle.  He advocates truth and falsehood with an equal zeal, if either will conduce to his success.  He seems never trammeled with the qualms of conscience, but marches against his antagonist with fire and rack, any assertion he can make, however far-fetched, and any charge [obscured] best men, he will make with unblushing assurance.  He accused the President of treason, tyranny, deception, double dealing, and every crime that should bring him to the block, and patted of his “erring brethren” of the South with silvery smoothness.  He even polluted his pious soul with open swearing, that he might assure his audience of his sincerity.  He said the Democrats of the Legislature “did not scare worth a damn!”  Fie, Nelson! when next you rise to lead your brethren in devotion, think what a politician’s zeal is worth who makes so bad a saint.

The atmosphere having been sufficiently poisoned with these infamous teachings, to which the backers sat and gave willing ears, Lewis Ross, Congressman elect for this District, whose military fame was made in the Mexican war, rose with his burly impudence and smooth deceitful sophistries, to clinch the lies that Nelson had attempted to drive.  The key of the whole gathering was to prepare the community for the open declaration which they are preparing to broach,viz: The reconstruction of the Union, with New England left out.  As Abbott himself cannot say ‘Cow,’ it was left for Ross to get off his batch of treason, which he did by stating that we must never separate from the navigation of the Mississippi, though we might do so from New England.  He is evidently prepared to enter into treaty with the South, the Northwest to sell out for what we can get, granting the South all the guarantees they want for the “peculiar institution.”  He wanted an armistice, doubtless to enable the rebels to sell $300,000,000 worth of cotton and tobacco now on hand, to get supplies of ammunition, clothing, salt, provisions, &c.  He wanted a convention, doubtless to compare notes with the rebels and ascertain what will satisfy them.  He was quite full of sympathy, as Nelson was, for the poor soldier!  He loved him – he wanted to get him away from danger; 200,000 or 300,000 of these poor fellows had been sacrificed, &c.  Now, how unfortunate, that, when the Democracy had so many opportunities to show their sympathy with a little cash, they could never be reached.  Our Supervisors’ Court saw no wants they could relieve; money could be had for anything but the soldier.  What unblushing effrontery!  Sympathy for the soldier!

But Lewis made a great historic discovery, that the abolition excitement came from England 25 years ago, and was set on foot by one Thompson.  Now every one familiar with the facts knows that the abolition excitement was rife here ten years before Thompson came to the country.  He forgot to say anything about the attempt of the Jeff. Davis Government to get England to intervene in our affairs.  He, too, saw terrors in the suspension of the writ of habeas corpus.  He, too, thought the proclamation unconstitutional.  He thought all the charges against his Government gospel teaching, and any means calculated to crush the rebellion, was downright abolition.

Now, is it evident that the whole intention of this detestable gathering was to prepare the minds of the rank and file for revolution, and tear to pieces the Government we have and reconstruct.  We must have the Mississippi as an outlet, and the only way to get that is to put yourself snugly under the care of the Democratic party.  They are ready to bow down and take whatever yoke the “erring brethren” of the South may deem necessary.

This will secure Mess. Ross, Richardson, Vallandingham, &c., permanent governmental quarters at Washington, which is the most constitutional thing in the world, and the understrappers will every where think that their time is near at hand.  One thing struck us, that whilst Abbott had dwelled on his speech until he half believed it, Ross evidently spoke for mere effect.


Coroner’s Inquest. – An inquest was held over the body of a man found dead in a stable or shed I the fourth Ward on last Saturday evening.  A jury was empanelled under a writ from Judge chandler, who, we understand, brought in a verdict that the man came to his death from intemperance and cold.  A bottle was found at his side [obscured] emptied.  The man’s name is understood to be Richard Brody, aged about fifty-six years.  He was a journeyman shoe-maker, and seems to have had no fixed residence.


Ladies Supper. – We call particular attention of our readers to the Supper to be given by the Ladies at the Randolph Hotel, in this city on (this) Friday evening, for the benefit of the Ladies Sociable and Soldier’s Aid Society.  The object is a good one, and all who can ought to attend.  Tickets 50 cents each.


→ Yesterday morning had a real New England appearance, during the night snow fell to the depth of eight inches, decking nature with a robe of dazzling white, and rendering pedestrian movements exceedingly difficult.  It reminds us of olden times when the song of the merry sleigh bells saluted the ears and those old fashioned evening gatherings where the neighborhood [obscured] and probable weddings were gravely discussed, and the corn husking parties were the rage.  Winter surely now will get in the lap of Spring. – Gruff old man he is.


The Subscribers desire to inform the public that they have established an
on the North Side of the Square, where they will keep on hand and for sale


Where orders may be left for the delivery of the same to any part of the city.


for sale by the pound for  the convenience of those who have been in the habit
of buying in small quantities in sacks, and who may think it worth while to save
the price of the sack in each lot.

Farmers give us a call before you sell.

is still done at the Mill on Tuesday and Saturday of each week.
N.B. Those who will not bring us their Wheat need come with Corn.


P. S. Buckwheat ground for toll on Wednesday of each week, for the present.


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