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.