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Memories of Southern Cities.
Savannah to New Orleans. This was a primitive journey compared with Mrs. Dinsmore’s all-rail ride—dat ing back to the time when the following newspaper item began to circulate: “ ‘A Southern railroad has this notice posted in its cars; ‘Passengers not allowed to get off to pick berries on a down grade.” ’ There were several stop-overs, changes from train to boat and boat to boat; no Pullman’s, no dining cars; and in leaving Savannah —this was in December, 1858— a fee was necessary to get our baggage checked to destination. When about five miles from Savannah the train stop ped in a swamp with not a human habi tation in sight and the conductor assist ed a young lady to get off, calling on the baggage master as he did so to ‘‘put off that small black trunk.” He then en gaged in conversation with the young lady for fifteen or twenty minutes, after which the train proceeded, but stopped after that about every fifteen minutes. It was midnight when we reached Ma con and we concluded to stop over there, but had to get into the baggage car and roll out our trunks as the surly official in charge refused to do it for us. Then we went to Brown’s Hotel, the house found so satisfactory in 1872, but which at this time was a very primitive hostelry. At breakfast next morning, after many fruitless attempts to get the attention f or.e of the slipshod darkies who were running aimlessly about the room, collid ing with each other or clustering, half a dozen at a time, about a single bewilder ed guest, I caught a youthful African whose head just reached the top of my chair, and asking if they had green or black tea, be replied: “ ’Taint green nor ’taint black; when we pours it out its white, and when we puts milk in it its kinder yaller.” The menu consisted mainly of liver and bacon, corn bread, hominy and fritters. At noon we boarded the train tor Montgomery, but there was a hanging to come off somewhere on the line and the cars were filled with a rough crowd, many of them drunk. After standing for three-quarters of an hour on the platform of a car in which there was not a vacant sea: the railroad officials con cluded to pat on another car, in which we gut a seat, but it was dirty beyond description. At Columbus another crowd got abo rc to go to the hanging, and it was a mod disagreeable and uncomfort able journey, There was nothing eat able to be had, but fortunately we were provided with a package of assorted bis cuit and a warm-hearted Southerner with whom we had some conversation gave us some Isabella wine made on his father’s plantation in South Carolina. At this time we made the acquaintance of two New Yorkers, one accompanied by his wife, whose destination was also New Orleans, and their company made the remainder of the trip more pleasant. One was selling hoop skirts and the other caskets! v> e arriveu ai munigumery, Aiauainti, about lip. m., pretty well used up, not having had a meal since breakfast, and drove to the Exchange Hotel. Finding it too late to get anything to eat in the hotel we sallied forth in search of a restaurant, and succeeded in finding one. While waiting for our supper to be served 1 picked up a local paper and read in it news of the death in New Dan ville. Texas, of my paternal grandfath er, Hon. Timothy Filsbury, a relative 1 had never seen. Some years later I visited his late home and his last resting place in the cemetery at Henderson, the county town of Rusk county. Returning to the hotel after a hearty supper we had a good night’s rest, and the next morning started out sight-see ing. We found Montgomery a very pretty little city, with wide streets shaded by,trees, and a handsome State House on an elevation overlooking the other buildings. Some of our party saw "slave pens" for the first time, with the stock .in trade lounging about await ing purchasers. I am under the im pression that there was a very good din ner provided at the hotel, but because of the lack, or inefficiency,of waiters we were able to partake of but little of it. After dinner we saw our baggage load ed on a baggage wagon, during which operation an ambitiouB darkey who had tackled two trunks went headlong down the stairs, his head and shoulders going through the glass in the door at thuir fruit We walked leisurely to the landing and went on board the steamer LeGrand, in which we had taken passage for Mo bile, and found her cabin filled with a motley crowd of passengers. There were twenty-five or thirty men of vari ous ages in suits of butternut-dyed homespun, with broad-brimmed hats, and bowie knives and revolvers more or less in evidence; about the same number of women, and innumerable children, most of them babies. As the boat left the shore a burly, good-looking negro stood on the cotton bales in the bow and sang a goodbye to Montgomery, some twenty of the deck hands joining in the chorus. The effect was wild but pleas ing, and the musical darkies were re warded with a shower of silver coins from the passengers. The river boats of those days were flat-bottomed, and carried their freight on the main deck, and as cotton was piled many tiers high the passenger deck was ten or more feet above the main deck and was reached by a stair way at the forward end. The cabin ex tended to the stern, with staterooms on each side. Heading the row of state rooms on one side was the bar and on the other side was the office. The space in front was where gambling was car ried on, and few boats were without professional gamblers among their pas sengers and frequent tragedies resulted. The deck outside of the staterooms waB known as “the guard,” and there one morning I saw a young girl chewing snuff, a common practice among the “poor whites.” The end of a small stick is bruised until it is like a broom | and when moistened it is dipped into the snuff and then put in the mouth and the snuff rubbed into the gums. I was still more disgusted on seeing ayounglady (?) smoKing a big black cigar while playing euchre. I am afraid our party were not re garded with very friendly eyes by the other passengers. One of the New Yorkers when visiting the lower deck, attracted by the notes of a violin, over heard the remark: “Here’s one of them damned Yankees. What in hell is he do ing down here?” The visit to the “reg ions below” was cut short and was not repeated. The Alabama river is narrow and very crooked, but is free from the sandbars and snags which make navigation on most of the southern rivers both difficult and dangerous. The banks are high and steep, and in some places the cotton comes down shutes and the deckhands have to catch and hold the bales with their cotton hooks to keep them from going across the deck and overboard. At one place we were told there were 10,000 bales of cotton on the bank, worth $500,000. We stopped one night at the foot of a bluff to take on cotton. On the bow of the boat pitch pine burning in iron braz iers lighted up the deck and the dark green foliage of the live oaks with their streamers of grey moss, which fringed tl -* bank. It was a weird and pictures que scene. One after another the bales of cotton came rolling down the hillside in quick succession, followed by the dusky deck bands glistening with per spiration. One of them through neglect letting a bale go overboard, the mate gave him a few blows on the back with a switch, and although the punishment i was not nearly as severe as I have seen schoolmasters give their pupils it almost sent one' lady passenger into hysterics. These were the days when northern peo ple were seeing the Southern “institu tion”— Blavery — as pictured by Mrs. Stowe in “Uncle Tom’s Cabin.” 1 must not forget to mention our one i distinguished (?) passenger, who announc ed himself as Viscount de Basterd, | who spent most of his time on the hurri cane deck with a large notebook,and who informed us that he should publish a book on his return to France. He said: “Ze j part ven 1 was on ze Miszooree river ; wall be very amusing. Zey ask me to : trink and I no like to trink, but zey say j zey shall shoot me if I no trink and I no like to refuse.” The New Yorkers were introduced at the bar to “peach and honey,” —a south ern drink at that time, composed of strained honey and peach brandy—but after a few interviews gave up the ac quamtance. I I have no recollection of how we spent j the time on the boat, or how long we j were making the trip, but I know we i were all glad when we arrived at Mobile and found quarters in the Battle House, then one of the best hotels in the South, i It was built of granite, and in architec ture closely resembled the Revere and the Tremont in Boston and the old Plant ers Hotel in St. Louis, and J think they must have all been built at about the | same time. Only one night was spent in Mobile, and at 3 p. m. on the day following our arrival we took passage on the mail boat Cuba for New Orleans. Mobiie bay is (or was) very shallow and although built for the trade the Cuba stirred up the mud for at least half a mile after leav ing the wharf. Large vessels cannot come within a mile or two of the city and lighters are used ior receiving and discharging cargoes. There was noth ing attractive to be seen. The land visible from the boat was fiat, and save for the clusters of buildings at the watering places there was nothing to break the monotony. When we awoke the next morning the Cuba was laying at the head of a long pier in Lake Pon chitrain, and an early train over the Ponchitrain railroad took us into New Orleans, a distance of only a few miles. Here we parted with our fellow travel ers and went to the home of relatives to spend the winter. C. A. P. BOWDOIN COLLEGE PRIZES. Brunswick, Me., Jan. 25. Prof.George R. Elliott of Bowdoin College today an nounced the prizes of $10 each offered by Edgar 0. Achorn, ’81, of Boston, for the best prose and verse compositions published in the Bowdoin Quill during 1915, had been awarded to Donald Q. Burleigh, ’17, of Augusta, for his s ory, “Coals of Fire,” and to Forbes Rickard, ’17, of Denver, for his poem, “Regrets. ” Don Burleigh is a son of the late Clar ence M. Burleigh and a grandson of United States Senator Burleigh. His father for many years edited the Kenne bec Journal with conspicuous ability and was the author of a very successful series of boys books. Cured of Worms. Familiar signs of worms in children are* I Deranged stomach, swollen upper lip, sour | stomach, offensive breath, hard and fully belly twith occasional gripings and pains about the navel, pale face of leaden tint, eyes heavy and dull, twitching eyelids, itching of the nose, itching of the rectum, short, dry cough, grinding of the teeth, little red points sticking out on tongue, starting during sleep, slow fever. If your child shows any of these symptoms, start using Dr. True’s Elixir, the Family Laxative and Worm Expeller at once. “My little son '.is gaining every day and I think more of Dr. True’s Elixir than all other such medicines put together,” writes Mrs. Ida Gagnon of Manchester, N. H. At your druggist’s, 36c, 50c and $1.00. Ad vice free. Write me. TRUCKING I am prepared to do all kinds of trucking, Furniture and piano moving a specialty. Leave orders at the staoie. corner of Main and Cross - streets, and they will receive prompt attention. Telephone connection. w.;w. BLAZO, is6 Waldo Avenue,.Belfast. An Historical Sketch of the Sixth Maine Battery. The Sixth Maine Battery was recruit ed in York, Aroostook and Waldo coun ties. Capt. Freeman McGilvery of Searsport was-the first commander; first lieutenant, Edwin B. Dow, Portland; second lieutenants, Fred A. Morton of Augusta; and William H. Rog ers of Stockton. It was organized in November and December, 1861, and April 1st was ordered to Washington, D. C., and arrived there April 3d. The bat tery consisted of four light 12-pound brass pieces and two 3-inch rifle pieces, with about ore hundred and twenty-five men. In this little sketch I shall only refer to the part taken in the battle of Gettysburg on the 2d and 3d days. In the patched-up line to stay the tide which had rolled the advanced line of Dan Sickles back from his first position appeared the Sixth Maine battery, com manded by Lieut. Dow. The battery at this time consisted of four 12-pound brass guns, with one hundred and three men and ninety horses. The battery ar rived on the field in the early morning of July 2d. During the first part of the day the battery was held in reserve and the men were anxious spectators of the struggle between Sickles and Long street. About six o’clock Lieut. Dow was ordered to report to Major Freeman McGilvery, who commanded the reserve artillery of the 2d Corps. All the batteries on the line had moved off but the Sixth Maine and the 5th Phillips, Mass. McGilvery, whose brav ery and sagacity were valuable at this hour, directed Dow to hold the position at all hazards until reenforcements could be brought up. The Sixth Maine and its officers were equal to the demand of the hour and their chief. The Sixth Maine and 5th Massachusetts used grape and canister upon the enemy with such pre cision and rapidity that the line could not advance and had to retire. It was about 7 o’clock p. m. when the enemy was repulsed. The Sixth had expended one hundred and forty rounds of am munition. Before the battery left the field Lieut, Dow and his men brought seven guns from the field left by other batteries and not carried off by the enemy. The morning of July 3rd, having re paired damages and received a new sup ply of ammunition, Capt. Dow again re ported to Major McGilvery, who was at that time bringing into line all the re serve batteries under his command on Cemetery ridge, knowing full well there was where the enemy w'ould make their last charge to break through the Union line Thirty-nine guns were placed to meet Pickett’s charge. In front of those guns a slight earthwork was thrown up to protect the men sup porting the guns. At the rear was the 2nd Corps and some of the 3rd. About 1 o’clock the enemy opened upon the Union center with about one hundred and fifty guns. It was the memorable cannonade that preceeded Pickett’s charge. Soon McGilvery’s guns began a slow but well directed fire on some of the single batteries most in view. Some of them were driven to the rear before the enemy came in sight. About 3 o’clock Picketts division came into view, aiming directly for McGilverys batteries. Two of his brigades never reacheo the Union lines. The McGilvery batteries poured such a withering fire that the enemy never succeeded in get ting within musket range. McGilvery trained Dow’s Sixth Maine battery upon the advance of Pickett’s men. No forest intervened in the even plain and the cannoneers of the Sixth mowed the enemy down like grass before the sythe. One brigade reached the Union line and came over the stone wall, where they met more of the boys from Maine, ft was all over in a short time and the battle of Gettysburg was won. The original time of service of the Sixth Maine battery expired Dec. 31, 1864, but it re-enlisted for three years. Capt. Dow was discharged for disability and Lieut. William H. Rogers of Stock ton was commissioned captain and com manded the battery until it was muster ed out of service June 17, 1865, at Au gusta. Capt. McGilvery, after his promotion to field office, was for some time in com mand of the First Brigade of Artillery, Army of the Potomac. He was a daring and successful officer and distinguished himself at the battle of Gettysburg. At the time of his death he commanded one hundred guns. He was wounded in the hand at Deep Batton and it was neces sary to administer chloroform to ampu tate. He did not survive the operation. Thus ended the life of a noble soldier. Capt. Rogers took command of the bat tery, making as gallant a record for him self as its former commanders had made, returning after its muster out to his for mer home in Stockton. Freeman McGilvery was one of the many noble young men of Searsport who gave their lives in defence of their coun try. His sword and picture, presented by his widow, hang on the walls of the room of Freeman McGilvery Post and are held very dear by its members. As we gaze upon the picture it seems to speak out in plain words: “It is well with me now.” We should honor the memory of such men as Searsport sent to the war. A Veteran. MURDERED IN MEXICO. El Paso, Jan. 25. Three Americans from Chihuahua City today confirmed reports of the murder by Mexican ban dits of five Americans, between Dec. 23 and Jan. 9. They were Henry Ack lin, a rancher living south of Minaca; his son-in-law, Walter Maiburn; Tom Johnson, a ranch hand; Peter Keane, bo ikkeeper for the Babricora ranch ol William R. Hearst, and Bart Kramer, son of David Kramer, one of the Ameri cans driven out of Western Chihuahus last December. The elder Kramer waE wounded. Two surviving sons have gone into the mountains near Madera to bring their father out of his hiding place. COUNT APPONYI IS A STATESMAN Eloquent Orator With Gonmaod ol English. When the name of Count Albert Ap ponyi, the veteran Hungarian leader, was first put forward to fill the vacant post of Austro-Hungarian ambassador to the United States the occasions of his visits to this country were re tailed. Count Apponyi is one of the most distinguished of the European states men of today. An eloquent orator, with a singularly striking command of English, he has won the respect of the many Americ ans who have heard him speak during his visits to the United States. He comes of a family that traces its descent from King Bela IV. Photo by American Press Association. [ COUNT APPONTI. of Hungary and has played an imjior tant part iu the destinies of his native land. Count Apponyi led movements for the development of Hungarian com merce aud agriculture and for the checking of Russia’s ambitions in the Balkan peninsula. He is noted for his democratic ideals and practices ardfor his advocacy of international peace. Since 1872 lie has been a member of the Hungarian parliament and was president of it from 1872 to 1901. He was formerly minister of public in struction, privy councilor, member of the permanent court of arbitration at The Hague aud member of the Inter parliamentary union. WASH DAY IN THE TRENCHES. Soldiers Gather Soiled Clothing and Give It Vigorous Scrubbing. One day a week is set aside in the trenches in northern France as “wash day.” On that day the soldiers gather all their soiled clothing aud give it a vigorous scrubbing. Some of the men could give housewives pointers on the method of getting the heavy dirt from clothes. Wash day generally is followed by a night of music and song. There are Photo by American Presa Association. WASH DAT IN THE TRENCHES. many good singers among the men in the trenches, and it is a poor camp that does not boast of one or two musicians. The story is told that at one of these concerts, when the air was still and clear and the voice carried, a youth with a fine tenor voice started to sing. From a trench in the far distance there came a plaintive call. It was the youth’s father. He had been led to be lieve that his boy was dead. His voice didn’t carry, and another in the father’s camp through a megaphone asked if the singer was Willie -of the British regiment. When the answer was megaphoned back that it was there was a fervent “Thank God!” from the other end of the line. The two camps then joined in the singing of the song. A Cranberry Island Landmark. Famous as a Maine landmark, the house on Fish Point, Cranberry Isles, which has stood for 61 years, is to be re moved, as the owners wish to erect a summer residence on the site, which is the finest on this Atlantic seaboard prop erty of more than 20 acreB. The old house is one in which many, especially the older residents, feel a personal in terest, and many will regret its tearing down or removal. Children Cry FOR FLETCHER’S CASTORI A Col. Boothby Reminiscent. A Personal Letter Which We Obtained Permission to Publish. To the Editor of The Journal. Just to congratulate you on entering up on volume 8S. As before intimated I thoroughly enjoy reading The Journal. Beginning in the railroad service so young it has been my good fortune to know personally nearly all the news paper men of Maine; indeed, at a ban quet of the Maine PreBS association I happened to mention the ntmes of news paper men I had known, whereupon the next speaker said he had learned one thing, and that was to whom to go for information as to the newspapers of the State—not a newspaper man, but a rail I hope you will keep on with your “Memories of Southern Cities”—all so far familiar to me. Down in Florida at a hotel one Sunday they made me talk and I told of my visits to churches throughout the country. After 1 got through one lady said she hoped none of us sat in Washington’s pew in the cnurch at Alexandria, for some of her party did and she didn’t believe they had got rid of the bugs yet. Then in Richmond the church which Patrick Henry attended, and where in the yard I believe his remains lie. I never see it without thinking of the old story, perhaps familiar to you, of the lecturer who had Patrick Henry for his theme and kept running all through the lecture the “give me liberty or give me death” phrase. He tells the story that at one country place he was followed to the hotel by a citizen of the town who said he had come to enquire as he was curious to know if “Patrick Henrv finally secured his divorce.” We have several times visited the church in Richmond where Jeff Davis was attending services when the news came to him of Lee’s surrender, and his pew is always pointed out to strangers. On the occasion of our first visit we were being shown around the Capitol by apparently a Confederate veteran, and from the dome or cupola he pointed out a locality and remarkea: “Right over there is where Gen. Lee with a mere handful of men kept the whole world at bay.” Visitors to Richmond should not fail to visit Hollywood cemetery. In Richmond I have a particular friend. Dr. George Ross, one of the most emi nent physicians and surgeon in that city. He took me to the WeBt Moreland club one day, where I had the pleasure of meeting, all in one bunch, Generals Wheeler, Mahone and Pickett. Luckily they did not ask me if I had ever been in the war. Frederic E. Boothby. Maine’ oldest couple. Bath, Me., Jan. 26. Maine’s oldest couple, Mr. and Mrs. Read Nichols, re ceived many friends today at their home, 601 Washington street, where they in formally observed their 70th wedding an nivdrsary.They were assisted in receiving by their two children, Charles L. Nich ols and Emma Pierce, both of this city. Scores of congratulatory messages and floral gifts were received by them. Mr. and Mrs. Nichols were hosts at a dinner tonight to which about 20 were in vited. Outside the members of the fam ily present were Mrs. Jane Donnell, a neighbor, and Mr. and Mrs. George E. Litchfield of 16 Bath street, who cele brated their 52nd anniversary earlier in the month. Mrs. Litchfield was formerly Sarah Augusta Reed and is the only person now living who attended the wedding of Mr. and Mrs. Nichols 70 years ago. She was only four years old but well remem bers the ceremony. WANTED Good choppers for logging to cut by cord. Contract work furnished for men and teams if desired. MILTON B. HILLS. Tel. 17-21. LincolnviUe, Me. tf4 • Prince Albert fits vour taste! 1 Meets the fondest wishes of any man who \ likes to.smoke because it has the right flavor ^ and aroma and coolness. It’s the most cheer ful tobacco you ever did pack in a jimmy pipe W or roll into a ciga §r „ Coprrichtmch, rette. And it’s so good 3'ou just feel you never can get enough. The pat ented process -fixes that—and cuts outrbite \ If. eur lo dunce the .h«p. and parch! and color of unsalable brands x When you fire up your first Aib:rlr,oWcor0TT,.ofp.r.n".cd smoke you’ll decide that you pre«» protect, to.,I never did taste tobacco that hits your'fancy'like the national joy smoke For it exceeds in goodness and satisfaction the kindest word we ever printed about it! Men, we tell you this tobacco will be a revelation to you. So, take this information at 100%,. get out the eld jimmy pipe from its hiding place or locate the makin's papers —and*fall-to! Your wishes will be gratified at the nearest store that sells tobacco, fr>r Prince Albert is in universal demand. It can be bought alt over the states and all over*the*world! Toppy red bags, 5c; tidy red tins, 10c; handsome pound and half-pound tin Humidors—and—that l ne pound crystal-glass humidor-with sponge-moisiencr top that keeps the tobacco-in such excellent trim. R. J. REYNOLDS 1OBACCO CO., Winston-Salem, N. C. PRESTON’S " Hi Livery, Boarding & Transient Stable be , tilt Is situated on Washington street just off Main street. I have single and double hitches, buckboards, etc. Careful drivers if desired. Your patron age issolicited. Telephones—stable 235-2, house 61-13. Iy28 f W. G. PRESTON. Proprietor. RECENT DEATHS. The funeral of the late M. V. B. Mitchell of Troy was held at the home Thursday, Jan. 20th, Rev. William snow officiating. The daughters, Mrs. C. A. Stevens of Pittsfield, Mrs. Frank Seavey of Brockton, Mass., Mrs. Grace Rogers of Buffalo, N. Y., and grandchildren, were all present with the exception of Miss Tavia Mitchell and grandson Van Stevens, who were too ill to attend. The DearerB were Messrs. Myrick, Woods, Cook and Bagley. Inez (Kent) Ulmer, wife of Orris Ul mer, died Jan. 21st at her home in Rock land after a painful illness of several months. She was born in Bucksport, Jan. 8, 1868, a daughter of Stillman and Elizabeth Kent, but had resided in Rock land about 40 years. She is survived bv her husband and two daughter, Lena and Katharyn. The funeral at the late home Sunday was very largely attended. Rev. James H. Gray of the Methodist church officiated. Sherman Tucker died Jan. 17th at his home in Springfield, Me., at tne age of 80 years, 8 months and 15 days. He was the son of the late Samuel and Annie Smith Tucker and the last of a family of seven. He married Miss Sarah E. Downs on Feb. 18, 1854. Mr, Tucker was a veteran of the Civil War, a mem ber of the First Maine Heavy Artillery. He leaves to mourn their loss the aged widow and six children: Asa Tucker of Lee, Mrs. James Davis of Forsythe, Mrs. T. J. Stanley of Carroll, Mrs. May hen Tupper of Old Town, Mrs. Sewell Worster of Anson and Mrs. B. F. Jud kins of Prentiss; also 22 grand-children and 16 great-grandchildren, and hosts of friends who knew him as an upright citi zen, a devoted husband and father, a brave soldier and an honest Christian gentleman. Funeral services for the late Sarah D. Perkins were held from the Baptist church in Burnham Jan. 19th, Rev. C. W. Lowell, pastor of the M. E. church at Clinton, officiating, assisted by Rev. H. H. Hathaway, the pastor of the church. Members of Burnham Grange, of which the deceased was a charter member, attended in a body. Several selections were rendered by Miss Ethel Allen, Mrs. L. E. Gerald and Mrs. Al bert Cole. Among the friends and rela tives present from out of town were Mr. and Mrs. Charles Cook of Albion, Mrs. Alice Gooriale of Hampden, and daugh ter, Mrs. Effie Gibbons of Bangor, Al vah Perkins of Lowell, Mass., Eugene | Reynolds of Georgetown, Me. The bearers were R. A. Baxter, J. A. Call, W. C. Hunt and E. W. Crawford. In terment was in the family lot in the village cemetery. Charles 1. Welch died Jan. 23d at his I ho me in Ellsworth after a long and pain ful illness. He was born in Northport sixty-one years ago, and was a young man when he went to Ellsworth to work in the Murch block factory. When this business was discontinued he worked as a joiner and cabinet worker, being a most efficient workman. In 190B he went to the Charlestown navy yard, where for five years he worked at his trade as a block maker. He returned to Ellsworth in 1910. For several years, before and I after his work in Charlestown, he was janitor of the First National bank build ing in Ellsworth. He was a member of Lygonia lodge, F. and A. M., and a Knight of Pythias. Mr. Welch married in January, 1879, at Taunton, Mass., Miss Cora I. Call of Ellsworth, who sur vives him. He leaves also one daughter, Miss Helen C. Welch, teacher of domes tic science in the Presque Isle normal school; one sister, Mrs. Annie Murch of Medford, Mass., and one brother, Daniel Welch of Ellsworth. The Ellsworth American says of him that he was an in dustrious, worthy citizen who had many friends. * THE FIRST MAINE CAVALRY, v >1 Gen. Cilley Gives War Records and lit dents of Two of its Men. [Rockland Courier-Gazette.] , Editor of The Courier-Gazette: ! your issue of Jan. 11th, copying an a: - cle from the Porterville (Calif.) pap the late Capt. Clarence D. Ulmer v I reported to have served under Sheric i for lour years. Sheridan did not j i the Army of the Potomac until m winter of 1864. The following is Cap: Ulmer’s service: Mustered in Oct. 1861, as private, Co. D, First Ma Cavalry, promoted regimental quart master sergeant July 1, 1362; comn sioned regimental quartermaster Mar 27, 1863; detailed assistant quart master of 3d Brigade 2nd Cavalry Ui sion Oct. 18, 1864; was present for rin from date of enlistment till the » closed. He contributed much to 1 good fame of the regiment by being ways on Lbe spot at the right time w the needed supplies. Here is another incident pertaining the First Maine Cavalry. In the addr. of President Chase of Bates College Glencove Social Center, as reported your columns, he says: "Thirty-fo years ago, when drilling a sophomo girl to speak, she surprised him by r forming him she wanted to become lawyer.” something more is pertinent in regai < to this young girl so nicely introduced us by President Chase. There was young man, Henri J. Haskell, who military record is as follows: Age 1 residence Palmyra, mustered in Co. 1 First Maine Cavalry, Sept. 22, 1862, a? private; joined company Oct. 25th an . appointed bugler shortly after; wounde slightly at Boyd ton plank road Oct. 2 1864; promoted corporal March 20, 186; dangerously wounded at Dinwiddie Marc: 31, 1865; sent to hospital and discharge on account of wounds July 12, 1865. Haskell came home to Maine, went t school; then studied law and went West settling in Montana, where he won sue cess in law in its capital city and receive the nomination for attorney general o the State. He was surprised by disco' ering that the opposing party had nom; nated a woman for the same position an that the person was a woman frou Maine. He was a believer in the pro ducts of Maine and personally sougl her out. He found her—as beautifu and strong as the rivers of Maine; s when be was I cted attorney general o' the State of Montana, Mrs. Haskell be came the assistant attorney general o that State. J. P. Cilley. PITTSFIELD PERSONALS. Z. T. Frost and son, Elmer Frost were business callers in Bangor Thurs day. Arthur Condon of Belfast was the guest of his brother, Harry E. Condor Monday and Tuesday. Everett Hurd, a student at the U. of M., is passing a few days with his moth er, Mtb. Maude Hurd. Alvah Cornforth and Charles E. Vick ery went to Unity Thursday to attend the funeral service of Mrs. Olive Corn forth, a relative. Mr. and Mrs. J. W. Manson left Thursday for Skowhegan, where Mr. Manson went on business. During their stay they will be guests of Mr. and Mrs. F. W. Briggs. Mr. and Mrs. G. E. Gilmore of Burn ham were in town Wednesday visiting Mrs. Gilmore’s sister, Mrs. B. L. Fitz gerald, and attended the Birth of the Nation in the afternoon. C. A. Stevens was in Troy last Thurs day to attend the funeral of Mrs. Stev ens’ father, the late M. V. B. Mitchell. He was accompanied home by Mrs. Stevens and sister, Mrs. Grace Rogers of Buffalo, N. Y., who returned home Friday.—Pittsfield Advertiser.