July 28, 1865

Macomb Journal

LIFE IN THE ARMY.

Being the Observations and Experiences
of a Private Soldier.

BY J. K. MAGIE.

CHAPTER II.

(Continued.)

            After the organization of our company, and the appointment of its non-commissioned officers, there was considerable disaffection manifested by some of the men at the appointments. As I stated in my last chapter, I candidly admit that I felt disappointed myself in not being tendered an appointment. I thought, at least, that I had earned that much consideration. My enlistment dated farther back than that of any other man in the company. I had solicited no man’s favor or influence, neither had I sought to defeat any of the aspirants for official honors. I had left a respectable business in which I had shown at least some capacity for business. I had been very successful in obtaining recruits for the company, and when I found that my claims were counted as nought, and that not a single recruit that I had brought to the company had been remembered, I did think that I had not been treated fairly. None of my recruits asked anything for themselves, neither did they ask anything for me; and when it was discovered that there had been a studied discrimination made against me and my men for no just reason, a portion of them avowed their determination to leave the company and be mustered into the service of some other company. This, however, was not determined upon until it was ascertained to a certainty that evil and corrupt motives had influenced the captain in his course. I received positive information that previous to the company leaving Macomb for Quincy he was closeted in this city with certain Democratic officials, scheming and plotting how he might serve himself, and prevent me or any one who enlisted with me from obtaining any official position whatever. I felt hurt that I should thus be made a victim of partisan hate and prejudice. I had enlisted under the full expectation of taking my gun as a private in the ranks, and yielding to another the favor of a non-commissioned office, to which I considered myself justly entitled. I felt that I was deserving praise and credit for all that I had done, and when I discovered that the captain entertained toward me a secret spite or hate, which I could attribute to no other motive than a political prejudice, I thought I was consulting the good of the service by leaving his company and performing my duty in some other company. The Blandinville company lacked the number of men required to muster in, and so I joined this company. In a few days thereafter I was appointed sergeant. This favor was unsolicited and unexpected by me.

I have now given the reasons why I left the company in which I enlisted and joined another. At the time I did this I said nothing. I made no complaint – I said nothing to any person in the least degree calculated to engender strife, create jealousies, or embitter disappointed feelings. My endeavor was to cultivate a good feelings, harmony and concord. I believe I was successful in some degree. I thought that if I should ever see the close of the war I would then have my say, and now I am taking a turn at it.

I suppose it would have been impossible for Capt. Reynolds to have given satisfaction to all his company in the matter of appointments. I fully understand the perplexities and difficulties of all captains in reference to this matter. But it was very discreditable to a man in his position to allow such unworthy motives to control him.

I now leave that subject for others which will doubtless be more congenial to the reader.

On the first day of September we received a visit from Capt. Ewing, United States Mustering officer. On the forenoon of that day he mustered in the 84th regiment, and soon after dinner commenced on the 78th. One company was called out at a time. Capt. Ewing first went along the company and examined the hands and teeth of each man, and if any were found deficient they were rejected, without further ceremony. Then the captain took a position in front of the company, with the roll in his hand, and as he called a name the person was required to run a distance of forty or fifty yards, and if he exhibited any signs of spavin, spring halt, or weakness in the knees, he was set aside. In passing through this ordeal there were only some twelve or fifteen persons in the whole regiment who were rejected.

On Thursday, the 4th day of September, all drill was suspended in the camp in anticipation of a visit from the friends of the soldiers. It was to be a regular pic-nic day. A train was chartered by the people of Macomb, consisting of twenty-two cars, which were crowded full. This train was expected to arrive in Quincy about 10 o’clock, but it did not appear in sight until about 2 o’clock. The delay was occasioned by the train being too heavy for the engine. The large concourse of people which it brought were soon joined by their soldiers friends, and hundreds of little parties scattered out among the shady groves contiguous to the camp where, seated upon the ground, they chatted away a pleasant hour or two, and partook of the dainty tit-bits which had been brought along as a treat to the soldiers.

By six o’clock the locomotive whistle sounded as a signal for return. In due time the train was loaded, and amid cries and cheers it took its departure. It was as slow, however, in returning as it was in coming. It was near morning before it reached Macomb. A heavy rain came up in the night and many were drenched to the skin. Those excursionists will doubtless long remember that soaking night. But how many such nights have soldiers walked their lonely beat as guard between their camp and the enemy.

On the 8th of September that ever welcome gentleman, the paymaster, came around. The entire regiment was paid off on that day, each private receiving the advance pay of thirteen dollars, and each non-commissioned officer the respective months pay to which he was entitled. An advance pay of twenty-five dollars bounty was promised each enlisted man, but that was not paid to the men on this occasion. It was some three months afterward, in the state of Kentucky, before our regiment was paid their advance bounty. I never knew the reason of this delay. The regiments in this state generally received their advance bounty before leaving the state.

While speaking of bounties, I am reminded that when our companies were being raised in Macomb, it was currently reported that a subscription had been circulated among our citizens, and that they had subscribed very liberally toward raising a fund for the benefit of the company. It was stated by authority that two hundred dollars had already been paid in, and so much they were sure of. Whatever became of that subscription paper, or the two hundred dollars, I believe remains still a mystery to the members of that company.

The organization of the regiment was at length completed. The companies were all full, at least up to the minimum, and all the machinery of the regiment set in motion. There were regular hours for drill, for roll-call, for eating, sleeping, & c. The regimental roster, when finished up, stood as follows:

Colonel – Wm. H. Benneson.

Lt. Colonel – Carter Van Vleck.

Major – Wm. L. Broaddus.

Quartermaster – A. V. Humphrey.

Adjutant – George Green.

Surgeon – Thos. M. Jordan.

1st Asst. Surgeon – E. McIntyre.

2d        “          “ – Vacant.

Chaplain – Robert Taylor.

Sergeant-Major – C. V. Chandler.

Quartermaster Sergt. – J. P. Burns.

Hospital Steward – D. M. Creel.

Day by day we began to be initiated into the peculiar workings of the military system. Every thing worked smoothly, and harmoniously. Men applied themselves diligently to become expert in the tactics, and all seemed animated by a proper spirit of patriotism, and an earnest desire to do something to crush the wicked and unholy rebellion which afflicted our country. The only thing which seemed to disturb the feelings of the men was the manifestation of that spirit of superiority on the part of the officers – not so much the fault of officers, as the fault of the military system. Here were men who at home were our neighbors, no higher perhaps in public esteem or social position than ourselves, who now were vested with almost supreme powers, and their word was law that must be obeyed. Officer’s could go to and fro – could pass the guard, could be away at night, were not subject to roll call, had superior beds to lie upon, superior food to eat, servants to wait upon them, and very suddenly seemed to have become important personages, while the men, very many of whom at home had graced honorable professions, and had their servants and hired men to serve them, who now were made to feel a sense of inferiority, compared with the great dignity and high privileges which was attached to official positions. With the majority of the officers in the regiment their straps set with ease and grace upon their shoulders, but there were some who were lifted up beyond their natural and proper level. All this grated harshly upon the feelings of the men. – They had been raised and educated upon our broad fertile prairies, where no man called another master, and where above all other places upon the face of the globe, a man could not excite the contempt of his fellow-men quicker than by putting on airs. Some of the officers fully understood and appreciated this wide difference which the system made between them and the men, and seemed to regret that it was so, and manifested every feeling of sympathy and respect for the men that they possibly could, while others prided themselves upon their position, and never felt so good before in all their lives as when exercising the function of their office in giving orders, etc. But upon the whole the men smothered their feelings, ready to do anything for the good of the cause.

[TO BE CONTINUED.]

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Letter from Col. Vernon.

Ottumwa, Iowa, July 15, 1865.

            Editor Macomb Journal:

Sir: – I received by yesterday’s mail from one of the late officers of 78th Ill. Inf. Vols., on a slip cut from your paper, a communication signed by several members of the 78th Ill. Inf., paroled prisoners at “Camp Butler,” bearing date June 18 1865, in which they enter complaint and express their “supreme contempt” for my actions while in command of the 78th Ill. Were this communication signed only by the person mainly instrumental in getting it up I should treat it with the contempt it deserves, pass it be in silence, but the numbers give to it a show of respectability; so for the benefit I wish to make an explanation and relieve their minds from the error into which they have been led by the base and unprincipled. They say that upon arriving at Springfield, they “wrote to the regiment for their descriptive rolls, and were told that the proper authorities also applied and received for answer “not to be sent,” by order of M. R. Vernon, Lieut. Col. Commanding 78th Ill. Vols., &c. – Now I would say that if they wrote to me for their descriptive rolls only two of their letters were referred to their company commanders. If they wrote to their company commanders, I will say I have no doubt but that their descriptive rolls were made out and forwarded.

If the “proper authorities” ever wrote for their descriptive rolls they wrote to the company commanders and not to the regimental commanders. That they received for answer “not to be sent,” by order of M. R. Vernon, Lieut. Col., &c., is a base fabrication, gotten up by this same craven spirit which heads the complaint. The fact is there is not one of these men whose whereabouts was known, and their company commanders knew where most of them were, but what had sent to him, at least one descriptive roll and often the second one was sent, as every company commander in the regiment can testify. If they did not deserve them it was no fault of mine. I will further state that the rolls and records of the regiment passed out of my possession at Washington, D. C., on the 8th day of June, and that after that date company commanders had no data in their possession from which to make descriptive rolls; but after our arrival at Chicago I made application to the mustering and division officer, in whose charge the records were, and obtained permission for company commanders to make out from the records the descriptive rolls of some six or eight men, paroled prisoners, some of them from Springfield.

Furthermore, I will say that I afforded every facility in my power, and labored to the best of my ability for the final settlement of accounts and the discharge of every member of the regiment, for confirmation of which I refer these men to their company commanders. This explanation will, I trust, convince the unprejudiced that it was through no neglect, wilful or otherwise, on my part that these men were not sooner discharged and paid in full. Towards the close of their communication they say “while under his command we obeyed his orders to the best of our ability.” Had these men consulted their own good sense, and their memory, they would not have been so badly duped, for not one half of these men ever saw the regiment during the time I had command of it, and hence were never subject to my orders. That they should declare an officer whom they had never seen and did not know, as “naturally bigoted and tyrannical,” and that they “obeyed his orders,” they all the while in prison is simply absurd. But it shows they were induced to sign this communication without understanding its import, for they certainly would not knowingly attach their names to what was not true. And that this malignant spirit, whose company was well rid of him when he some how or other got into the hands of the enemy in South Carolina, took this mode to avenge a supposed injury. It is a notorious fact that this same individual during the last six months he was with the regiment kept up a continual discord between his company and his company commander. So great was this that my attention was on several occasions called to it by officers of other companies. And this same person, though the 1st Sergeant of his company, was detailed away from his company on account of his quarrelsome disposition. His malignity was aroused towards me because I did not obtain for him a commission in another company. But I do not wish to pursue this subject farther, my only object in the first place was to make an explanation relative to furnishing the men with their descriptive rolls, and not to combat private opinion.

You will oblige me by giving this publication in your paper.

Respectfully Yours, &c.,

M. R. VERNON.

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To the Soldiers of the 14th Army Corps.

Head-Quarters 14th Army Corps,
Washington, D. C., June 15, 1865.

            Since he assumed command of the Corps, your General has seen many occasions when he was proud of your endurance, your courage, and your achievements.

If he did not praise you then it was because your labors and triumphs were incomplete. Whilst the enemies of your country still defied you; whilst hardships and dangers were yet to be encountered and overcome, it seemed to him premature to indulge in unnecessary praise of deeds being enacted, or to rest upon laurels already won. But now, when the battle and the march are ended and the victory yours; when many of you are about to return to your homes where the sounds of the hostile cannon – now silenced, let us trust, forever in our land – will soon be forgotten amidst the welcoming plaudits of friends; when the heavy armor of the soldier is being exchanged for the civic wreaths of peace, he deems it a happy occasion to congratulate you upon the part which you have borne in common with your comrades of the armies of the Union in the mighty struggle for the maintenance of the unity and integrity of your country. You will join heartily in the general rejoicing over the grand result, and the termination of the Nation’s peril. – While the country is welcoming her defenders home and their noble deeds are being commemorated, you will ever remember with proud satisfaction that at Chickamauga yours were the invincible battalions with which the unyielding Thomas hurled back the overwhelming foe and saved the day; that at Mission Ridge you helped with your brothers of the Armies of the Cumberland and of the Tennessee, to plant the banners of your country once more on the cloud-clad heights of Chattanooga; that that at Jonesboro your resistless charge decreed the final fate of proud Atlanta; that at Bentonville you for hours defied the frenzied and determined efforts of the rebel hosts to crush [?] the columns of the victorious Sherman. Years hence, in the happy enjoyment of the peace and prosperity of your country, whose preservation your valor on many hard fought fields secured, it will be among your proudest boasts that you fought with Thomas and marched with Sherman from the mountains to the sea; that you toiled and skirmished mid-winter through the swamps of Georgia and the Carolinas; that after years of bloody contest you witnessed the surrender of one of the enemy’s proudest armies, no longer able to withstand your irresistible pursuit.

Now the danger is past and the victory won, many of you turn homeward, let the same generous spirit, the same pure patriotism that prompted your entry into your country’s service be cherished by you, never forgetting that the true soldier is always a good citizen and Christian.

Some remain yet for a time as soldiers. – The same country that first called you needs you further services and retains you. Let your future record be a continuation of the glorious past, and such that as long as a soldier remains of the Fourteenth Corps it shall continue bright and untarnished.

Many of the noblest, bravest, and best who came out with us will not return. We left them on the hills and by the streams of the South, where no voice of mother, sister or wife will ever wake them; where no kind hand will strew flowers upon their graves. But, Soldiers, by us they will never be forgotten. Their heroic deeds and last resting places will often be brought to mind in fond remembrance. Though dead, they will live in the affections of their countrymen and their country’s history. – Whilst passing events are fast changing our past associations, are requiring us to form new ones, let us seek to extend a warm greeting and the hearty hand of congratulation to all who rejoice in our country’s preservation and the return of peace.

            By command of Brevet Maj. Gen.

JEF. C. DAVIS.

            A. C. McClurg,

Brevet Col. A. A. G., & Chief of Staff.

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            → We received a few days since from Corporal G. W. Pritchard, of company H, 113th O. V. I., a list of ten subscribers for the Journal unaccompanied by the cash. We have received letters from some of these subscribers who inform us that they paid to Mr. Pritchard the advance money required according to our terms. Will Mr. Pritchard please communicate with us in reference to this matter.

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            → We publish upon our first page a congratulatory order from General Jeff. C. Davis, to the soldiers of the 14th Corps. He talks well.

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The 151st Illinois Regiment.

            We have received from Lieutenant James L. Cochran, of the 151st Illinois Regiment, a sketch of the organization and history of that regiment, which we will publish next week. The regiment is now located at Kingston, Ga.

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Thanks.

            We desire to tender our thanks to those friends who have so successfully aided us in extending our circulation. Every mail brings us the names of some new subscribers, and old friends and new friends are daily calling at our office to enter their names upon our books as subscribers. We have it in contemplation to add to our printing establishment a new power press, capable of printing 1,000 impressions per hour. We are rapidly approaching a circulation of fifteen hundred copies weekly, and as soon as we shall have reached that number, we will hesitate no longer, but proceed forthwith to the purchase of such a press. In connection with a new press we should enlarge our paper one column upon each page. It would only require a little exertion on the part of our friends to raise our circulation to the required number. There are portions of our county a little behind in the matter of subscribers, while other portions are doing remarkably well. Prairie City sent us down this week a very respectable list, accompanied with the greenbacks, with the promise of more in a few days. And Prairie City is always up to the mark about election times, and that speaks well for her. Our Bushnell list is also swelling considerably. There is no concealing the fact that this thriving town is bound to go ahead. Of course, we have to give it a thrust once in a while or else they would get our county seat away from us, and that we couldn’t think of.

We would return our especial thanks to our old comrades in the army, for their kind efforts in our behalf. The 98th, 113th and 121st Ohio regiments, have remembered us liberally. Companies G, B, K and E of the old 78th in Adams county, have also been liberal in the matter of subscriptions. We are daily receiving letters from our old soldier friends who have just go to see our paper, and forthwith send us their names. Our old comrades will be doing us a great kindness to either show our paper to such of the old members of “Gen. Mitchell’s incomparable Brigade” as have not seen it, or mention the receipt of the paper to them.

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            → The Carthage Copperhead print says that sensible people have laughed immoderately over the “cock and bull yarn” of the Chicago conspiracy. Perhaps they have, but Charley Walsh and other dignitories in the Copperhead party didn’t feel much like laughing when General Sweet’s detectives pounced down upon them last fall and found their cellars full of guns, pistols and ammunition and we remember how the Copperhead party hereabouts wore long faces about that time, and could not raise even a snicker over it. But “sensible people laughed immoderately.”

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Playing Dog.

            Every body knows the character of the dog – the more you whip him the more he likes you. As you raise the rod over him he will lick your boots, and manifest every token of love and affection. The Copperhead press of the country is just now playing the dog. When President Lincoln issued his proclamation, calling for 75,000 troops, in April 1861, that proclamation was received with shouts of laughter and derision by the rebel crew at Montgomery, Alabama, who were then engaged in trying to make a new constitution whose chief cornerstone should be human slavery. The Democratic press of the North generally joined in the derision and said all manner of wicked things about the President, and discouraged in every way they could the raising of an army to suppress the rebellion. The Democratic party even held meetings denouncing the war for the Union as inhuman, unjust, and wicked, and said those engaged in it were no better than common murderers. During the first and second years of the war, you would look in vain into a Copperhead newspaper for one kind or entertaining word for the poor soldier. But the tables are now turned. The high toned and chivalrous South, which we were so often told could never be subjugated, are now prostrate at the feet of the nation pleading for mercy. The gallant soldiers of the Union army have upheld the honor of the nation through all its perils and its trials. They have routed and destroyed the rebel army, and while they were doing this they were hissed at by the Copperheads as “hirelings,” “thieves,” and “murderers,” and were told that the war was a failure, and that Lincoln was a tyrant. But O how matters are changed! We can’t now take up a Copperhead paper but it is all sugar and honey with the soldiers. They feel whipped, and are playing dog. They now delight in such phrases in reference to the soldiers as “gallant braves,” “noble heroes,” “honored veterans,” etc. They are enthusiastic upon the subject of raising funds to build monuments to deceased soldiers, forgetting how they refused countenance and support to the families of those same deceased soldiers in the hour of their greatest need. They are now the first to propose publishing a history of the gallant and heroic deeds of the returned regiments, forgetting how in times past they were disposed to belittle every honorable achievement of the Union army, and to turn their triumphs into rebel victories. But these things are not forgotten by the soldier. They are engraven upon the tablet of his memory, and when he hears or reads those endearing and affectionate expressions of regard for the soldiers which now so abound in Copperhead newspapers, he only reflects that they are badly whipped, and are playing dog.

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Joseph Smith, Junior.

            Mormonism, it appears, is not wholly extinct in this State. “Young Joe Smith,” as he is commonly called by those who know him, is now giving his whole time to gathering up and instructing the scattered sheep of his father’s flock. He still makes his home at Nauvoo. The Carthage Republican says that Young Jo’s pastoral visits now embrace almost all the States of the north-west, – frequently holding forth at St. Louis, where there are two or three churches of Latter Day Saints. It is Mr. Smith’s intention to concentrate his flock at some eligible point in Iowa. There are not over one hundred families of Mormons in Hancock county, – known to be such. Jos. Smith recently received a petition from Utah, signed by a number of thousand Mormons, praying him, as their true spiritual leader, to go to Utah and take the government, civil and religious of the people. He replied that he would do so upon two conditions, viz: That they give their hearty support to the Constitution and laws of the United States, and cease to uphold polygamy. Two others of old Joseph Smith’s sons, residents of Nauvoo, are also engaged in preaching at odd times.

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            So much has been written and said concerning the treasonable intentions of the democracy at the session of the Chicago national convention, which nominated McClellan, that anything supplementary thereto would seem superfluous. – Carthage Republican.

That’s a fact. You never made a wiser remark in your life.

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            → The Copperheads don’t seem to be so much in a hurry about Tylerizing President Johnson since he hung four of the more active members of their party.

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            Ice Cream Festival. – Olive Branch Lodge, I. O. G. T., will give an Ice Cram Festival at Campbell’s Hall on Tuesday evening, Aug. 1, on the occasion of the anniversary of its organization. Good music in attendance. Admission to the hall, 25 cents.

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Mails Leaving Macomb.

Mail for Bruce, Blandinville, LaHarpe, &c., leaves on Mondays, Wednesdays and Saturdays. Closes at 10 A. M.

Mail for Industry, Littleton and Rushville leaves on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. Closes at half-past 6 A. M.

Mail for Burnsville, Good Hope, Monmouth &c., leaves on Wednesdays and Saturdays. – Closes at half past 6 A. M.

Mail for Johnson post office every Friday at 1 o’clock, P. M.

Eastern and Western mails by railroad, daily, Sundays excepted. Closes one hour previous to advertised departure of the train.

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Money Orders.

The Postoffice Department of the United States have adopted a money order system for the transmission of small sums of money, which is the safest and most desirable of any plan yet devised. None but the rightful owner can possibly draw the money on a money order. We have already noticed in this paper that the Macomb Post office has been added to the list of money-order offices. Our postmaster in this city is daily receiving deposits and issuing money orders. Persons desirous of sending money to distant places can find no safer method of transmission. A list of money order offices can be seen at the postoffice.

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Drop Letters.

By an amendment of the post office laws, adopted last Congress, the postage on “Drop Letters,” since the first of July, is but One Cent, instead of two cents, as formerly.

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Much Rain.

Mr. William Hunter, of Chalmers township, informs us that a tub placed out on Sunday evening last was found on Thursday morning to contain five and a half inches of water.

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Run Over.

A cow belonging to the family of Mr. Wood, living not far from the college buildings was run over by the down train on Wednesday evening last and so much injured that it was deemed best to shoot it.

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The Quincy Whig.

We noticed the fact a week or two since that this excellent journal had been enlarged and otherwise improved. It contains the latest telegraphic dispatches up to half-past 3 P. M., and can be delivered to subscribers at the Post Office in this city by 7 o’clock or but a few minutes later. This affords the best opportunity for our citizens to obtain the latest news that we know of.

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A City Hall.

The matter of a large public Hall in this city has been agitated for some time but still no progress has been made towards its erection. It was thought for a time that we were to have a new Court House, and that a suitable hall could be built in connection with that institution, but that has all collapsed, as our county fathers and city fathers won’t agree. The best plan now is for some person of means to take hold of the matter and put up a large building of two or three stories, leaving the upper story for the hall we so much need. There is still a demand for more store rooms. They bring good rent, and we have no doubt that six or eight thousand dollars invested in such an enterprise as we speak of would bring a profitable return.

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Truth is Mighty.

The glory of man is his understanding. – How important then that all should be provided in the Boot and Shoe line. Ray, on the east side of the square, has the largest and most complete assortment in the city, and he is now selling at reduced prices. For Hats and Caps no better place in the city to procure a good article than at Ray’s.

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The Census.

We learn that the census taker has completed his work in this city. We supposed that as soon as he had finished up the census of the city he would have courtesy and magnanimity enough to furnish the two city papers with a report of the result. Being impatient to know how large a city we lived in we despatched a “special reporter” to him with instructions to obtain the figures for publication. Our reporter returned with the information that we could obtain the figures by planking down the greenbacks. Mr. Wilson, the census commissioner, is disposed to make a “good thing out of it.” He informed our reporter that Prairie City paid THREE DOLLARS for the figures on that city, and Bushnell paid TEN DOLLARS, and larger towns were expected to pay in proportion. Wouldn’t it be a good plan for Mr. Wilson to sell those figures on the “family right” principle, putting each person to whom he sells a right under obligations not to tell his neighbor any of this.

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At School.

George P. Hall, lately of the 78th regiment, and John Provine of the 84th, have gone to Albion, Michigan, for the purpose of attending an excellent school located at that place. – They were good soldiers, and are worthy young men who know how to value learning.

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The Weather.

This may verily be called the “wet season.” Our oldest inhabitants tell us that every seventh year the west is deluged with rain, and this is the season to look for it. This part of the great footstool is perfectly saturated. It has rained nearly every day for two weeks. We caught a gleam of sunshine on Tuesday last, and the wind came so fresh from the west and was withal so clear and bracing, that we began to think the moisture had been wrung all out. – But Wednesday morning found the rain descending again in torrents. As we go to press the symptoms of clear weather are discouraging. – The wheat crop in this section is well nigh ruined. The oats and hay crops are badly damaged. Corn is not hurt much as yet, and if the rain holds up it will come out all right.

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Sale of Horses, &c.

We notice by an advertisement in the Quincy Whig that a sale of Government property will take place in that city on Sunday, 29th inst., consisting of Horses, Ambulances Blanket’s Carpenter’s Tools, Furniture, &c. Sale to commence at 2 o’clock, P. M.

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            → On a hurried trip to Quincy this week we met upon the cars our old friend and fellow-soldier, Harvey Hendricks, formerly of Co. A, 78th Ill., who was severely wounded in his right hand at the battle of Jonesboro on the first day of September last. He informs us that he was by the force of arms and malice aforethought thrust into the Veteran Reserve Corps, much against his will, and was only mustered out two or three weeks since. He now lives near Colmar in this county.

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