July 16, 1864

Macomb Eagle

Indignation Mass Meeting.

            We notice an advertisement in the Chicago Times calling for a mass meeting at Peoria on the 3rd day of August next, for the purpose of expressing “indignation at the act of the President in kidnapping and removing beyond the jurisdiction of the civil authorities the Coles county prisoners.” The call purports to be signed by about one hundred and fifty Democrats, representing fifty-four counties in the State. The object may be and undoubtedly is a laudable one, for the act of the President is one of the most unjustifiable and infamous of all the catalogue of scandalous usurpations of power that mark Lincoln’s despotic career, and it is eminently fitting that the people, and especially the Democracy of the State should express their fierce indignation at this trampling upon our laws and this violation of that liberty which makes our form of government preferable to the monarchies of Europe.

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            → The call for a Democratic mass meeting at Peoria, we regret to see, does not meet with entire approbation, as the following paragraph from the Times intimates:

We have received a letter from Dr. A. M. Miller, of Logan county, whose name is appended to the call for a Democratic mass convention at Peoria on the 3d day of August, informing us that his name is used without his authority, and that he does not approve of the manner in which the convention has been called. He also states that, within his knowledge, other names appended to the call are used without authority.

And the Springfield Register shows how the call is regarded at the capital of the State, as follows:

A call for a democratic mass meeting, to be held in Peoria sometime in the coming month of August, appears in the advertising columns of the Chicago Times. While of course any Democrat – or number of Democrats – possesses the “inalienable right” to call a mass meeting of Democrats at any time or at any place he chooses, Democrats, like Glendower’s spirits, have a right to refuse to come at their call. And we fancy that they will exercise that right in this instance. The call, as we regard it, is unwise, unnecessary, and inexpedient; and though signed with such an imposing array of names, is readily the idea of but one or two, or at most, of a half dozen gentlemen. Probably not one of those in this or the adjoining congressional districts, whose name is appended, was consulted or approved of the movement. We have heard from several of the most prominent signers, who desire us to express their disapprobation of the entire proceeding.

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                → While speaking of the Bernadotte celebration last week, we omitted to return our acknowledgements to Mrs. [?] Woods. Miss Woods, for the large handsome and fully democratic cake received from her hand. It was of pyramidal form, highly decorated and of the best composition. We ask Heaven to shower blessings upon her.

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            → Daniel Strader and Aexander [?] returned this week from western lands after an absence of a year and a half. They are in good health, and seem to be satisfied with the results of their labor.

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            → A small pocket book, found at the circus on Saturday night, can be claimed at this office.

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            → An excited individual, on Saturday afternoon last, whipped his team to race around the square, to the great threat of stampeding other teams and running over persons afoot. He brought up near the calaboose and took lodgings till Monday morning, when he was suffered to depart.

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            → The uneasiness created by the sudden appearance of a strong Confederate force in Maryland, and the ease with which they had so far “walked” over the course, has not interfered with the trade in boots and shoes at the popular store of Wright & [?]. The gentlemen, by constant reception keep their stock complete in every department and are able to supply customers all with the best goods at the lowest rates.

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Death of a Soldier.

            Mr. Editor: We have just received the melancholy intelligence of the death of our son, Henry Vanmeter, in the field hospital near Dallas, Ga.

He enlisted in July 1862, in Co. C, 84th Illinois volunteer infantry. He participated in a number of the most celebrated battles of the war, as well as numerous skirmishes in the campaign from Chattanooga to Dallas, without receiving a wound. He was taken with lung fever about the 25th of May, and died June 1st, 1864, aged 24 years and 6 months.

His messmate, G. W. Harris, who had fought by his side and often kneeled with him in the secret grove, says, “He died very happy.”

Capt. Wm. Ervin, commander of the company, writes thus to me: “He was a good Christian, a gentleman, and a soldier always ready and willing to do his duty to God, his country, and his neighbor. He lived respected by his officers and comrades, and died regretted by all who knew him.”

He leaves his parents, with nine brothers and sisters, and many friends, to mourn his departure; but we believe he has gone to a clime out of reach of pain and death, and out of hearing of the roar of artillery and the din of war.

The father may love a dear son,
And children may love one another;
And many may grieve for the lov’d one that’s gone,
But there’s nothing like the love of a Mother!

A sister may feel the sad loss,
A brother may feel for a brother;
But none feel the weight of so heavy a cross –
There are none that can feel like a mother!

A wife, or a husband, may weep
And feel the sad loss of each other;
But none have a heart that is wounded sp deep –
For there’s none that can weep like a mother!

L. N. Vanmeter.

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