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1 VouNo. 2. WASHINGTON, D. (.)., FEBRUARY, 1881
Unterrd according to act 6 Conprtu, ti Pie yeur of ur I,ordt iSlftiniht Qfflce of tht Ltftrarian of Congrut, ut Jfathtngton, J). O.
Specimen Copies aont Tree on Request.
Dedicated to Gen. W. T. Sherman.
'Notk. There was much excellent, pootry written by
the .Boys i Blue, during the war, which has never ap
peared in print The following, found among the papers
of a deceased Union officer recently, was sent to ub by
bis widow. Ed. Trib.
Hot? softly and blight cloth the moon glisten now
On the battlo-Btalnod flag of the West;
'TIs n signal ol' light to the herolo brow,
Of young soldier who pickets the crest. ,
Ills thoughts wander home ti his frtonds loved unci true,
, To the dear ones, the fond once, the best ;
But ho starts with an impulse t Grand deeds would 1 lo
For that bo minjr, Tree flag of the West."
How quiet the post, though danger reigns most ;
; ."JTIs midnight, all's hushed into sleep. '
' No footstep is near, not a sound can ho hear,
t Save the leaves rustling over, the steep :
'All is dnrkness around, upon his high mound,
'' "Yet his vision now gladly doth rest
"' In the distance afar, on the brlllhv.t. night sta
' u' Shining clear on that flag of the West.
, .And ho thinks, at the sight : Our cause It is right,
-; A.ndour millions of freomon arrayed . . -
, Will crush and dissever foul treason forever, . .
Eretfur liberty's life bo decayed.
'For our sons who have fell, lot their blood bind the apell ;
Drop a tear where their ashes now rest;
We'll always make room, to display at their tomb, '" '
.Their but tlcstaiuod flag of tho West. "
" " Let tyrants well heed, for God hath decreed
That our nng, onward moving, shallbe
'"' A signal of death whore 'Treason's foul breath
Taints the breeze of the land of the free. " "
Press onward, hurrah I that standard display
. 5 . In tho valley, on each mountain crest ' w . "
That.flag,ovor tiue as hoavon's pure due
r .: . That battto.scai'red flag of tho West."
Bio Shakty Statiox, SAM i3. LBFFINGWEIjL,
Seoiuha fcTATK Railhoad, Prlvato Co. J&l,
June 18, IbW. 1st Reg. OhU Vol, Cav.
are coming
Whisky Bob's Claim.
" Wliisky Bob was dead broke, very tired, and wanted to
sit. down and study his situation and what was best to be
- "Here I be again, the same derned fool as evor, ruinod
by. whisky after making piles of money ; I justdesorvo it.
What a doggoned jackass a human can make his self with
Taking up his pack, Bob toiled slowly Hp the ridge
under the trees until bo csirao to the top, where it flattened
out in tho level places and slight depressions. Birds wore
singing aud flowers blooming around him ; and. as he sat
down to rest, ho hoard, to his astonishment, not very far
on, tno clear sweet; voice oi. a lemalo, singing.
Ppeping cautiously under tho young piuo tree, there, in
a little open Hat, sitting on a rock, was the siuger. It was
a pleasant ricture to look at for a lonely mau a tall,
shapely, buxom young girl, with light golden hair, blue
eyes, and very regular, pretty features. Sho was dressed
in a short calico dress, with mocassins on her feet, and a
sun-bonnet tin-own back on. her head. Her hand rested
down the trail away yondor I soo my folks
along with their hxmgs and plunder, pau, mau, and the
rest ov 'em. I must put out, stranger, but, Mr. Bob, let
mo say a kind word to ye on parting from a short acquaint
ance. You say a woman brings ye luck every time. Now
I just hope I'il bring good fortune to yor, and you may
take your pile out of this' 'ere spot, though I can't see
whero it is. Mr. Bob,'"1 said tho girl hesitatingly, "ef ye
do not Find it and act up to yor good intentions about
corn juice well, theu, Mr. Bob, my folks are raising log
houses and shed lixiugs down on tho openings at the foot
of the creek, away there you can see a break in the trees
Wo mean to locate." ivud walking up to Bob, she put
her hand on his shoulder, "and Mr. Bob, if ye raise yer ;
pile yer can briug jest a little piece of gold down for Nell
to remember sho brought a hotter life to ye."
Fie took his rocker and put it in running order down
tho ridge by a little pool ot water, fed by a small stream,
whero ho could bring his dirt and wasb out for half an
hour and then pack down more while the pool was filling
with water again.
Next he went and rolled away tho rock where Nell had
been sitting and singing by the dry pebbles of the rivulet
and taking his pick began digging out a ditch in the gras3
about two feet deep aud two feet wide, down stream, and
took the dirt to bis rocker. He worked uutil sunset, only
finding about six bits of coarse gold, but in his last bucket
when washed out he found a good solid piece of gold
weighing three ounces
in the morning no arose by daylight, ana after his
breakfast, of fried pork and coffee, ending with the usual
smoke of his pipe, he went to work again, determined to
work tho gold out for Nell's sake, if ho did not make a
fortune. ,
He worked hard and steady through tho day, only stop
ping at noon for some coffee and a smoke beneath the
pine tree camp. The sun was very hot, but he didn't
mind it. At night, -when he washed out the result of the
day's hard toil, ho only had a dollars' worth of coarse
gold, but he found a little piece of blue ribbon Nell had
lost from her hair. This consoled him amply, and he
kissed it. and said to himself, "Bob, better luck to-morrow."
His claim was wluYtfrniners call "vory spotted,"
for the gold was scattered in spots here and there. The
next day and the next,- brought him the same result
about enough to pay expenses, or as the miners call it,
"grub money."
The fourth day, just before ho washed out, in his last
rocker of dirt, at sunset, he found two pieces of gold,
one worth $150, the other full $200. Bob was happy that
night, aud tied the blue ribbon with a leather
a lone: Kentucky nllo. Sho was a renresontative of
the bettor class of Wostoru girls, who wore continually,
in those earlier days, arriviuer in tho mouutains of Cali
fornia from tho long trip overland, emigrating in families
from Kentucky and other States.
.Whisky Bob listened to the song with delight, and
gassed at the siuger in admiration ; aud thou, with his pack
on nis suoumer, coouy waited out m her presence, and,
putting his pack down not far from her, sat down himself.
Then sho spoke to him :
41 Well, Mister, who might you be, that walks into a
young lady's drawing room without knocking, evon on
tho bark of a tree?"
"Please, Miss, I'm called Whisky Bob out prospect
ing." No miss' about it, Mr. Bob, ploaso. My name, for
short, is Nell Green to all friends, and to others woll,
I've a shooting-iron," said tho girl, and continued : "Your
uamo of Whisky is a bad one, oung man, and reckon
shows you are being ruined by corn juice. Is that so ? "
" Well, ,Noll, that's a fact but rathor rough," said Bob,
who saw tiio girl had a half smile on her faco
' jw, Mr. Bob without the Whisky it sooms to mo,"
said Noll, "yo're throwing yorsolf away, and there might
be something bettor for yor, if yo'd seek it," and sho
looked at aim with an expression of some interest.
Jl unow it, Noll, if I could only do it."
round his neck, so that it could rest on his heart. The
next two days brought no big pieces, but the seventh
he took pieces of gold from the clay like cement weigh
ing $750. It was dark colored gold, pretty solid, and
twisted iuto strange shapes, with holes in it, but not
appearing much worn,, or, in mining parlance,
"washed." ((
When the miners passed -him daily on their way to
divide, they stopped' to ask what his luck was, and
when they saw a very little coarse gold in his pau, they
laughed at him. But Bob kept his lumps of gold in his
pocket, or buried them betide the roci: m his camp. In
this way ho worked on, taking sometimes large pieces of
gold out, half as large as Nell's little fist, and then for
days very little.
He now examined and
weighed his
'30t no folkB uo Awmly to koer for you?" said Noll.
, Nary one, ' ' replied Bob, never had. I toted myself
and pack up this lidiro to seok mv luck onco more, and
uit'Uio corn juice aud reform. I said to nwsolf. Boh.
it ye could only meet a woman anywhere in these digglns
aud stake out a claim whero sho stood, it would bring ye
fresh luck aud ye might turn over a now loaf and be some
body onco more.' And hero, sure enough, I'voinot you."
"Ye mean right, I'm sure," said Noll, softly. " But
gold, and found
that ho had about $8,000, mostly in heavy pieces. This
was a pretty good fortune for seven weeks' digging, and
Bob felt an uncouquerable longing to go and tell Nell
about it. Tho next morning by daylight he cleared up,
packed up his things and star'ed down the ridge to the
nearest trading tents. But in his blaukets carefully
strapped out of s;ght, was a heavy bag of gold iu place of
a whisky bottle.
It was early in the day yet, and Bob set out to find
thcranchoof Nelly's peo'plo, leaving his pack, exeopt the
blanket containing the gold, which was slung over his
shoulders on his pick handle.
In a little over a mile's walking ho found a pretty val
ley at the mouth of the creek, where some new log houses,
fences and clearings indicated Nell's home.
Iu a back room, wTith her whito, strong, beautiful
arms bare to tho shoulder, stood pretty Nell at tho wash
tub, vory busy in a stream, of soapsuds and Kontaoky
jeans, singing as free as a bird.
Bob put down his pack and walked in, but Nell's quick
oar heard, and she turned and saw him, and her cheeks
flushed and her eyes sparkled.
" What 1 Bob, is that you oomo at last, in s,toro olothes
too ? " said she, glancing with bright eyes at the young
man, and with poorly disguised pleasure.
"Certaiu, sure Nell : you said I might come."
M Yes, Bob, but how about the whisky ? "
"Noll, I haven't touohod a drop since you saw mo ; if
I have they may shoot mo. And -what's mora, I don't
moan to if you say so," replied ho.
" An Bob, did I bring luok to yer? Was there gold
up thar?"
" Nell, there'! six thousand dollars and more, rolled up
in them blankets thar. I owo it to your pretty self, or
I'm a nigger, And, Noll, just look here," and Bob took
from the broastofhls shirt a package carefully wrapped
in paper, whioh had rosted on the bow of Nell s bluo rib
bon he had found, and whioh sho plainly saw. Unwrap
ping it, thoro was a pieco of gold, in the shape of a spread
eagle, almost exact in every part, weighing over .six
ounces. .
" Nell, you said I might bring you a specimen from niy
pile, and here 'tis."
" Yes, Bob, but vfhat gal's bit of ribbon is that yer so
keerful about ? " said Nell, with a loving look, but turn
ing her face from him mischievously, and stirring tho
14 That ere," replied he, "broke loose from tho hair of
att angel that met me on the mountains, yonder, and. said
some kind words to a dead-broke man, that gave him new
life, and what's more, brought good luck, the thing as a
charm to lighten his thoughts when he felt down
hearted." "Yes, Bob," said she, "but ain't that talk kind of
cfairy? Angels don't flit round these diggins, as I ever
heered ov."
"Yes, Nell, that's so ; but any woman's an angel to
man that's goiug wrong, who, in the loving kindness of"
her heart, encourages him to fo right, and that's what
you've done for me. That ore gold come to mo by luck
from you, and if ye'd only take it with something else"
" With what, Bob?" but Nell still kept her face turned
away, while he T,vas edging still elosor to her.
"Well, Nell, if I must mako the riffle, just take Bob
with the dust and make him a happy man for the restof his
life. Ho loves yer, and would die for yer, any time,"
and Bob stole his arm around her slender waist.
Nell at last turned her blushing face, and looking rogu
ishly at Bob, said : " Don't you think, Bob, it would b
better sense to say you'd live for Nell than to die for
Bob did not speak, but drew Nell to him, and kissed
her. Nell, somehow, had her hands so entangled iu tha
soapsuds and clothes that she couldn't resist, but she
pouted her lips, and Bob took his kiss back from them.
Three years after the above events happened, in that
same valley, was a vory pretty cottage with a garden and
flowers around it, that ibdicated taste and refineraentaud
the whole clearing had become extensive, with its build
ings and improvements. Here resided Mr. Robert Stin
ton and his happy wife, the handsomest and happiest
couple in the northern counties.
Mr. Stiuton was a prosperous cattle dealer, well-to-do,
and few remembered that there ever was such a man as
Whisky Bob.
-p niim
Suicide fry Imagination.
One evening a short time ago, a handsome and well
dressed young lady, living with her father well up toward
the summit of Nob Hill, hastily entered Joy's drug store,
on the corner of Mason and Post streets, and asked for
some arsenic. She asked for two bits' worth, saying she
wanted to kill some troublesome cats with it. Noticing
her unusual agitation, Mr. Joy gave the young lady a
tablespoonful of precipitated chalk a harmless powder,
resembling arsenic.
The young lady left the store, and carefully hiding her
purchase, returned home. Going to her room, unob
served by any of tho household, she prepared for death,
for the arsenic was intended as a means of suicide.
Certain letters were hastily looked over aud arranged, a
whispered prayer for forgiveness fallowed, and with
desperate determination the whole of the contents of the
druggist's package was swallowed. The unhappy young
woman lay down in her bed in a delirium of excitement.
Horbraiu was iu a whirh and her blood rushed and
throbbed through every vein.
She felt that death was approachiifg, and confident
that the work of the deadly drug was too far advanced to
be counteracted, she left her room, and, gliding into the
parlor, .announced to her father and a young gentleman
there vhat sho had done. The gentlemen were wild with
consternation. While the father supported the now sink
ing form of his daughter, the young gentleman raced in
desuerate hasto to Jov's drug store. Tho druggist ex
plained that no antidote was required ; that the
ladv had onlv taken a spoonful of chalk.
"But sho is dying unable to staud!" gasped th
young mau.
'That's the effect of imagination. Expiam to her th
true state of tho case aud she will recover."
The young mau hasteued back w ith the joyful intelli
gence. Tho would-be suicide, resting in tho arms of her
distracted father, was sinking rapidly. Her recovery,
which was amazingly rapid, was hasteued by her rage at
the druggist. a
It is not tho first time I have saved a hie m that way. '-
Mr. Joy said to a reporter. " A woman came iu hero one
day and asked for morphine, and I gave her some sul
phate cinchona, whioh resembles it in appearance, but is
a harmless stimulant.
" Au hour afterward the woman's sister rushed in" here
and accused mo of aiding a suicide. My sister has gou
away in a rage to tako tho poison you gave her.' It
afterward appeared that tho ,would-be suicide went out on
the hills, took iho dose, aud lay down to die. After
waiting for saino time, aud recovering from the torrifi
excitejnent the act caused, sho felt an unconquerable
ritisiro to return homo and ret a square meal, for the
stuff I gave her is a. famous appetizer.
A Philadelphia man who detected a piece of bark iu
his sausage visited the butcher's shop to know what had
become of the rest of tho dog,
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