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1. 4. WJHOS, M. A. OABTX, H. M. JAXES.
Groceries & Plantation Supplies,
Corner Washington, (June 1J kehphii, tzits.
Corner Cedarjand Cherry Streets,
HSaslavillej Tennessee,
J. G. ' iPULGHUII, Proprietor,
Formerly of 23 Ncrth Summer St.,
J. G. 'WILSON, Clerk.
This Hotel baabcon lately refitted and newly fur
sUbe4. The proprietor dtbirea a liberal patronage
of tbe traveling public. may 18-6m
OS.ee in Court-house next to Post 0S.ce,
In Chaacery and Circuit courU of Giles. II& will
Attend to the Collection of Claims
against the U. S. for Eornty, Pension, Back Tay,
or claims for property and charge nothing in such
(ie$ until the money it collected. fob 16-6in
Attorney & Counsellor at Law,
Olllco in the South-wont Corner of the Court Ilouse,
In the" Courts of Giles and adjouning counties, ftb2
Attorney and Counsellor at Law,
Will practice in Giles and adjoining eountios.
Office in the Court House, janlOtf
. T. M. N. JONES,
.A-ttorney at Law,
Will Vracticein Giles and the Adjoining Countiet
West side Public Snuare, Up-fitairs, over the Store
rf May, Gordon May, next door to the Tennessee
House. ja.112, 2m
Attorney and Counsellor at Law,
Will Practice in Giles and tho adjoining counties-
In North end of the Tennessee Ilonae, west side :
of the public square. jan 12-tf
jno. c. BBowy, as. ic'caixcm.
OFFICE The one formerly oceupiod by "Walker
& Brown. Jan 5, tf
Attorneys and Councellors At Law,
WILL practice in the Courts of Giles, Marshall,
Maury and Lawrenco. Partirnlar attention
(riven to tho collection of claims. OtHce s. e. corner
Publio Square, Up stairs. Jan 5, ly.
"Watch Maker & Jeweller,
ALL kind of EajMring in Watches or Jewelry
done promptly, and satisfaction warranted.
Shop at Maaon Ezoll's Store, feb 16--tf
Office No. J I, Cherry SU, r Church,
P.O. Box 875. Jn 1 '68-8rn
r. n. czeli., -
Esell & Edmundson,
East Side Public Square, Pulaski, Tenn.
Keep constantly n hand a full and assorted
. Embracing a groat variety,
ALL ot which they offer at lo prices CKpecially
their elegant stock of .
. Ready Made Clothing.
" All kind of Barter, all kinds of money, premium
ad uacurrent, taken at their market value. ,
jan &-tf. "
DR. 1. r. CRAN.T,
PnJnshf, Tenn.,
TT AVING associated themselves- in tbf r-r;eti"e of
XX Medicine and Surgery, respectfully tender their
services to the peopU Ji' Giles and the adjoining
counties; and hope ty strict attention to business
to merit a liberal share of public patronage.
Special Attention Given to Surgery.
Having had aniplo experience in the Array durinz
tne war, ana Dem? suppuea wun iu ine appliance
necessary, thay foal fully prepared to treat all cases
emruswsa o luoir care.
XfOfiee ntar ScvtK-ttttt Corner Ttihlis Spiare.
jan 5-6m
ALEX and CALVIN, Knights of the art Tonsorial,
iuvite the young, the Id. thd gay, the grave, the
tlit of Pulaski, to call on them at their new
North side Fublio square, at the striped pole.
L. W. !IcCORI,
Book and Job Printer,
CASH rcquiicd for all Job-wor)r. No Job can b
takn fi Am thr otfke tmil v-.i-i for.
A Northern exchange says:" "A gentle
man, in traveling along the coast of Florida
and Georgia, found a woman who did not
know what a newspaper wa3. She had
seven children and a pipe in her mouth."
She must hare had a capacious mouth.
lis that indulges himself in ridiculing
the little imperfections and weaknesses of
his friends, will in time find mankind unit
ed against him. The man who sees another
ridiculed before him, though he may, for
the present, concur in ' the general laugh,
jet, in a cool hour, will consider the same
trick might be played upon him.
Colio is Horses. The eminent physi
cian, Dr. 8. S. Fitch, recommends a reme
dy for colic in horses, a pint of wood ashes,
60 far liquified as to enable the animal to
take it. He states that in the stomach of
a horse belonging to him, which died of
colic, , was found a large ball of meal, un
digested, the real cause cf death. The
alkali proposed would have disintegrated
such a substance. The wood ashes will
not harm the coating of the stomach, while
they will produce speedy relief in all cases,
however severe.
Ju6T listen how a New Orleans reporter
runs on: "We have now the watermelon,
the muskmelon, the cantelope, the orange,
the peach, the plum and the fig, all grown
beneath our own genial sky. Of the tropi
cal fruits, you will find in the markets the
mango, the banana, the pineapple and the
plantain; also, the lime and the lemon.
These fruits, are all delicious, : and, we
might add, as expensive as delicious. We
can easily enough understand howancby
they are delicious, but cannot comprehend
how and why they are so costly. ? hey
seera to be as profuse as the manna which
of old came down from heaven.".
Twelve Honth.3 Ago.
What changes have ocourred during the
past twelve months! Lee's surrender took
place in April, 1865; then followed Joe
Johnston'; then Dick Taylor's, and Kirby
Smith's, and the fighting was over.
The parolud boys in gray, after battling
for four dreary years, and vindicating their
manhood on many a bloody field, came
home as best they could, singly, in squads,
weary and cast down. The embattled host3
have disappeared: have subsided into citi
zens are now farmers, mechanics, work
men, lawyers:, doctors, business men the
"boys in blue" and the "boys in gray,"
who so long; confronted each other in the
fierce shock of battle, now are found side
by side in tha peaceable avocations of life;
and in place of destroying are now pro
"Grim visaged war has smoothed his
wrinkled front," smiling Feace broods over
the land, and is fast healing and hiding the
ghastly wounds of war.
Look back at the state of things a year
ago, and compare them with the present,
and see what a wonderful progress has been
made in one short twelve months. Armies
disbanded by wholesale; the tread of terible
battalions no longer heard; farms hamlets,
towns, cities, no longer destroyed by war,
but repaired by peace. Nature smiles se
rene, and lends her bounteous hand to re
store and repair war's ravages. Men, set
free to labor unmolested and to reap the
due rewards thereof, are heartily at work,
fulfilling the Divine command. Civilly, all
was chaos a year ago: Dread and despair
possessed the people: Law and order were
in abeyance. Now, civil government ex
ists State action goes on; courts sit, law
reigns, justice is executed, the citizen is
protected, the criminal ia punished. The
gallows and the headman's axe b ;
no political victims. A magni y
Government ha granted general paiuon
and amnesty to all of us in rebellion to
overthrow its lawful authority. Its authori
ty now reigns s'upreme where for more than
four years it wa3 set at armed defiance.
The ports are open, trade is unrestricted,
commerce resumes its old channels, the
Post Offices are being opened, the taxes
are collected, the railroads are repaired, and
travel is as of yore no passports, no
guards, no oaths but all free to go at will.
When so much has been accomplished
towards a return to civil life, to regular
government, to law and order, to free, un
restricted labor, trade and travel, to the res
toration of political rights, shall we be cast
down because ell is not yet secure? No.
The wonder is, that so much has been ac
complished in one short year.
Time, patience, quiet, obedience and
cheerful acquiescence in the Inevitable, will
work out for U3 as a People our full politi
cal salvation under the new dispensation.
This has been one of the mightiest revo-
lutions the world ever saw, and we can't
expect to recover from it in one year, nor
even to realize fully the great changes it
has already effected and is destined to effect
in the unfolding of Providenefe We ex
perience yet many of the evils of the war.
its disastrous results, and have not been
able to accommodate ourselves fully to the
new status. Politically, we have no voice
in the national legislation, because Con
! $res3 h3 Lot yet ssen proper to accord it to
the lately insurrectionary States. But it
will, come in time, as Mr. Seward said in a
recent speech either from this Congress
or i.he next. By our own act, we had no
voice in Congress from January, 1861, to
December 1865. How, we ask admission,
and Congress hesitates whether to trust ua
again. We counsel patience. Our right
novr to representation is clear, and must be
adcaitted before long, for "truth is omnipo
tent and publio justice certain." And our
members, aa the President says, who are
legally and constitutionally eligible, will be
admitted, sooner or later, and then restora
tion will be complete. And Time will con
tinue to cicatrice the wounds of war and
cement us together as one people again
with one country one Constitution one
Destiny common interests, and "joined
together like meeting rivers, which roll into
the sea one common flood, and are no more
Let us, therefore, hope on hope eyer.
Let us learn to labor, and to wait. Let us
learn to trust Providence to gaide and ad
monish, to rule and protect. Huntsviile
"Where's Smith.
If there is a man by the name of John
Smith in the United Slates, he is hereby
informed that there is a letter for him in
the postofSce. Baltimore Sun.
The last we heard of Mr. Smith, he was
living in Michigan.- Toledo Blade.
That's a mistake. Smith was sent to the
penitentiary from here for appropriating a
keg of scrap-iron whisky Buffalo Adv.
All wrong, John Smith has been ar
rested and sent to Sing Sing for participat
ing in a copperhead convention at Albany
-Broome Republican.
Oh, pshaw! John Smith is over here
editing the "Alta Californian," and super
intending the construction of a whirlwind
to grind smoke. San Francisco Flag. ;
Mistake somewhere. Smith was in Mark-
leville all winter, with a wheelbarrow wheel
ing sunshine down in a cellar to dry the
buckwheat. Alpine Chronicle.
The identical John Smith, above referred
to, recently appeared in this city, and is
running a snake . and monkey show at the
corner of Fourth and Commercial streets.
Atchison Press. 0
Beg your pardon; but that Smith has
been in this city all the winter acting as
assistant tutor in a political gymnasium.
Leavenworth Bulletin, .
All wrong, gentlemen, John Smith is an
honored representative in the present legis
lature here and answers to his name at roll
call with as much nonchalence as if it were
simply Jones or Brown. Topeka Leader, .
- You are all wrong. Smith has turned
"abolitioner," and at last accounts was run
ning a "nigger machine" at Junction City.
Kansas Democrat.
' ou are all badly posted for newspaper
editors.- John Smith was blown up by a
steamboat on the Tombigbee, a few weeks
ago, and has not come down yet. ATolile
Our cotemporary is a little premature.
John Smith has come down, and says the
blowing up he got was not by a steamboat,
but by Mrs. Smith. He is now at his forge,
taking in greenbacks and greenhorns.
Mobile Tribune.
All wrong again. John Smith was not
blown up on a boat, but lost his life en
deavoring to swim through tho waterfall of
Mrs. Smith. Murfreesboro Monitor.
Slightly mistaken, Mr. Monitor; we hap
pened to be acquainted with the distin
guished personage alluded to, and have
good evidence to believe, that if he is real
ly dead, he came to his death by a kick
from Mrs. Smith's (false) calf. Shelbyville
It is astonishing how some papers will
yarn. . It is well known that the life cf
John Smith was saved by Pocahontas at the
Tableaux here not long since, and that he
is now living. Go over and get your letter,
Mr. Smith.
Here are some capital conundrums from
M. W. M.'s literary repository:
What trees are the
same after beinj
burnt as before? The ashes.
Into what tree might an abolitionist be
changed without effecting his morals?
A locust (lo-cuss).
What flower did Hero mention when ehe
found her lover drowned? Oleander.
What sum ought never to be multiplied?
What beach was most fatal to the Ship of
State? Ward Beech(er).
What are the most worthless articles of
furniture ever produced by the Yankees?
The Freedmen'a Bureau and the Secretary
of the Navy.
Which is the safest depository for silver
spoons, ect.? Nathaniel Banks.
Which is the most obnoxious of all weeds?
Thurlow Weed.
Wanted an orator to fctamp Mrs. Harriet
Beacher'a toe.
Which is the most tedious day of the
! yetrs?- Winter Di(vs)-
" False Calves, Bosoms end Plumpers.
A Misisstppi paper has the following:
The false calves are rendered necessary by
the new style of "tilting hoops," which go
very far toward exposing what was before
only dreamed of, or existed only in the im
agination. In the language of an exchange:
"These calves are not a fioetinj show.
For man's illusion given,
They're filled with brand, or stuffed with tow, .
And swell about a foot or so,
And look first rate, by heaven.
The false bosoms are made of fine wire
in the shape of a bird's nest, with a small
spring in them, and really look and feel
quite natural.
The plumpers are fastened on the teeth
in such a manner as to make the face look
round and plump, and are calculated to de
ceive the unsuspecting. Young gentlemen
need have no fears as regards the ladies in
this section they are all right and need no
artificial fixins but we do advise them
never to marry a Yankee girl without a full
From the Atlanta Era. J
Scandalous. V
We turn the author of the following dog
gerel over to the wishes of the ladies. We
make no apology for him, as he has neither
youth nor age to recommend him to clem
ency. We have reason to believe that this
act of his was the. result of mature deliber
ation. Hear what he has to say:
As along the street I blundered,
Much I marveled, much I wondered,
Seeing eights and things that mortal
Never saw or dreamed before;
On the pavement e&me a rapping, :
As of footfall gently tapping, ;
And I heard a muslin flapping,
"Which my eye would fain explore:
" 'Tia some fem.le,' then I muttered
I had Been the thing before - .
Only thla and nothing more. - .
Came this female sweeping by trie
Fearing she should chance to spy me,
Suddenly I stepped into a "
Friendly, waiting, open door; ( .
Thence I saw the lovely maiden
Being from some distant Aidenn
All perfumed and dry goods laden
Pass me and go on before.
Nought had I to do but follow . . , , ,
And note down the dress she wore
'Twaa a mystery to explore. '
And I found by close inspection .
That her haughty, npper section,
Something chance had called a bonnet
On its pericranium wore;
And her breast was heaving slowly,
'Neath a garment fashioned loui-lj,
And I knew the movement wholly,
I had never seen before,
For 1 knew 'twas "patent heavera"
That this radient maidan wore,
Only these and nothing more.
And her Cuwere full and rosy
I could tell you, inter not, a
Secret that a druggist told me
Of the color that sho wore
Yet her cheeks were very pleasing,
But her look at me was freezing.
And she shewed a sign of sneezing,
As she Bftojt along before,
And she sneezed a jvr of "plumpers"
Out at least. yard before,
Only this and nothing more.
Then I notice an uncertain
Lifting of the muslin curtain,
That her feet had deftly hidden
From my errant eyes before,
With each lift came a desire
That 'twould lift a little higher,
And at last it did aspire
Higher than I'd Been before,
And I knew it was a tUter
That this saintly maiden wore;
Just a "tilter" nothing more.
And the tilting and the rocking
Up and down the splendid stocking
Gartered by a bluish ribbon.
That I chenced to see she wore,
Showed me 'twas a sight for weeping,
That a pair of calves were creeping
Out of place as she was sweeping
Like a 6tately queen before;
Calves that ehe had lately purchased
From a fancy dry goods store,
Patent calves and not much more.
And the fluttering and the flapping
Of the maiden's gaudy trapping
Showed me sights that never mortal
Eye had dared to Bee before;
Sights revealed by every lifting
Of the folds of muslin drifting
Round her, which the winds were shifting
Eye-ward, higher, more and more,
Sights that to no mortal vision.
Ever were revealed before,
Nameless here forever more.
And while thus her rigging flattered,
Much I wondered, and I muttered:
"And you call this thing a woman
That is trouncing on before;
She, the brazen doit of fashion,
"Wrapped in one tremendous passion ,
Sunken from her noble station
To tbe thing that goes before;
Oh, that ever mortal vision
Should such mystery explore!'
This I muttered, nothing more.
And the thought came o'er me gushing,
"Where has gone the art of blushing
That we loved in wife or maiden
In the saintly days of yoref"
Call me, if you will, uncivil,
While I name her "thing of evil,"
And I wish the Tory &ew
Had the toggery she wore,
And again ehe were arryed in
Dresses like her mother wsr,
Vanquished now forever more.
"I eay, Pat, are you digging out a hole
in that onion bed?" "No," says Pat, "I
am digging out tha earth and leaving the
"All ye black guards that isn't lawyers
lav the Court," eaid th crier of a court
j Eris.
The Truth Every word of L What a
Union Soldier thinks cf the Ladies cf the
" South.
From the New York Citizen.
We see such vulgar objurgation lavished
in certain loyal papers on the ladies of the
recently rebellious States, for their disloyal
temerity in forming associations to deck the
graves of soldiers who fell in the Confeder
ate cause. This is cant, and something
worse cart combined . with cruelty.
These ladies were conscientious rebels at
heart. They were more fiery and enthusi
astic in the cause than the men who did
actually battle for it. Their sonr.8 were
rebel. Their colors were rebel. Their
hearts were rebelliously romantic. They
had nothing but womanly contempt for the
able-bodied paltroon who failed to follow
the standard of his State.
They gave their jewels to the cause, and
their souls to the cause. Their hands to
the upholders of the cause. Their best.lk
dresses to be used for baloons of observa
tion by the rebel armies. They foreswore
hoops for the cause. They wore homespun,
and made it themselves, that the cause
might have more money at home and pay
less to Europe for costly imports of vanity.
For the rebellion they accepted homely fare
and the sacrifice of every delicate indul
gence, so dear to their sex. They scraped
lint assiduously. Served as nurses in the
rebel hospitals. Saw sons, brothers, fath
ers, husbands, lovers killed for the cause;
and gloried in lh?ir mourning as in robes
of holiest triumph. ' In a word, they were
so far as we saw them the heart and
brain of the rebellion. They gave it its de
votion of affection and poesy. ' The rebel
men were the mere brute or grossly mate
rial part of the struggle. The men were
mere sinews and bones. It was masculine
blood that was spilled, however, and mascu
line flesh that was hacked or pierced. But
the songs, the inspiration, the beauty,
passion and glory of the late rebellion for
it had all these, and we may as well confess
it all these came from the Southern wo
men, whose kisses had greater recruiting
cogency, than all the. bounty-swindling ar
rangements of Baker or Spinola; and whose
rye coffee proved a circe-cup, capable of
changing Southern gentlemen, heretofore
loyal and c "arvalive, into the "insane
swine of an
tvolt." '
ten of the South, there--ley
must be of their
Would no
curred on the Southern side of the late
struggle be false to every impulse of jus
tice and honor, untrue to every instinot of
womanly nature, and deceitful aa the paint
ed profligates who form the shame of their
sex did they not feel in every fibre of
their hearts, and moment of their lives,
that repentant sorrow which now seeks
confession if not expi J their efforts
to beantify and immortalize the graves of
the faithful dead whom they sent forth to
battle? Far from quarrelling with the
manifestation of such a sentiment, we think
it a hopeful indication of returning healthy
Let the Southern women deoorate the
graves of their own dead, and the graves of
Northern soldiers in the South will there
after be safe from desecration. Tbe equali
ty of death has a terrible logic in its teach
ings; nor will women who have garlanded
with flowers tbe last resting places of Bona
or husbands be inclined to forget that other
women, holding similar relationships in the
North, have similar sorrows for the dead of
the Union armies who take their last sleep
under the live oaks, yellow pines and dark
magnolias of that warmer and richer clime.
Sooner or later if we are ever to repos
sess a true Union the bitterness appropri
ate only to the active days of the recent con
test must cease; and we of tbe winning
party must be willing to confess that there
was much real nobleness, romance and moral
grandeur in the courage with which the five
millions of whites of the South, faced and
fought the overwhelming resources and
numbers arrayed on behalf of the national
life. The day cannot come too soon. Dr.
Craven's book on tie imprisonment of
Jefferson Davis, is a step in the right direc
tion. Let it be followed, and heartily, by
similar acknowledgements of respect from
the victors to the worthy and gallant of the
Kind words from the conqueror soothe
defeat, and take away the sting of former
hostility. Let us have a genuine reconcili
ation with our recent foes on the basis of a
restored Union, whose integrity they shall
never again attempt to violate; and let the
women of th South, not only be allowed to
decorate the graves of their dead without
molestation but likewise be encouraged in
the task, and b furni&bed by our quarter
masters with whatever facilities are given
in like oaees to th women of the loyal
North engaged in similar e&cas of piety
and pure affection.
Is Gix&rd, Pennsylvania, th citizens
hold what they call "Cemetery Socials."
They must bs g-ixt if!s?r.
Ecna Zrd ILCzx tt Poliird.
Th following article from th pen of Ex'
Governor Allen, lata of Louisiana, and r-"- '
editor of the Mexican Times (if not
is clipped from that paper of the
January. It appears that th Gover
but little friendship or respect for.
ject upon which he writes: (
The civil war in America ia enu
the "banner of the baTs" that wa
Jackson and gleamed upon the
Stuart's reckless riders has teen r
as men hide the trinkets of a de
Although the blood of Virgin "
and bravest ia not yet dry ia V
nor has th grass grown over
ture graves of the manly Con fed
fell before Petersburg, yet Mr.
lard, a pretty writer and a Ulenf
in a long newspaper article d6nc'
President Davis, Generals Le,
and Beauregard, and says "thet
people disgraced themselves forev
they refused to fight to extermination
they lack courage and endurance a
manship, and intelligence." Ha critic,
corapaigns, ridicules strategical ir
meats, sneers at retreats, and laugL,
every heroic effort of the brave men
have left to history an immortal namef
Who ia Mr. E. A. Pollard? He is
ginian, the editor of the Richmond I
ner, and the author of the "Souther!
tory of the War." We have grief (
first, blushes for th second, and cor
for the last. (
During all those years of carnage;
blood, this Richmond Examiner wr
satiate fiend of opposition andhatrec,
by step it broke down the brave, for,
of Sidney Johnson; again and again f
ated and gored the sensitive soul
regard; week after week it denounc
heroic efforts of Joseph E. Johnstc
now, when Jefferson Davis is chain el
the waves of his rock-ribbed prison
to stab his reputation and his honor.
- It is sot often that men liks Poll
Jordan can gloat over the agony r
spirit and tbe degradation of eucu "
It ia net often that such a noble be
Lee's is laid bare for the thrust c'
ruffian's spear, or th dasher c
coward's hand. It is not
lated nation writhes unde
children and th cruelties
spring. It is not oftsn tL"
nishes human hyenas to exh
of her sainted dead, and howf j
light over the revolting feast.
p. panted exterminate;
was"lnNew York city, hob-f
Greely, and telling the pleii.iiV
his pleasant way of the four jears w.
II wanted fifty thousand men to Gs
million to the death, but Ya '"t f
beside them and proffered
mon fate. Like Job's wa
the battle from afar I Shc
humbug is cheap, and Hem,
er's patent sermons are cheap
ty, faith, honor, chivalry, m.
how pur and unpopular.
Pollard's mother State lies pt
the dust, her hearth-stones desolai
her idols shattered. All over the lan
can see her bereaved daughters weepin
the young, fresh faces that looked bad
them from the heat and yellow dust of t
conflict just before the horses' feet tro
them down. He can almost hear the breei
from the Wilderness singing their msl
choly dirges over Stuart and Ashby, at.
Pelbam, and Hill, and Jackson, dear
God. He has no love, cor veneration, nc
tenderness, cor pity for any of these; bu
tearing open the graves of th iramorts
dead, he blends them with th liviozi;
on sacrilegious anathema of conteaptou
Drape the picturs of a nation ia its ag
ny, and cover ita laurels with th mourn' '
cypress. Furl the conquered banner vf
a farewell look, and shrine its memor
our heart of hearts; but to th brutal har
hood of those who curse and viilify a ru
ed race, givo vengeance, acorn, and a ed
dying contempt. (
History tell how Coriolanus halted!
victorious legions beyond tbe yellow Tit
but that Nero fiddled a godly tune w;
Roma was burning. Amid the grave(r
his kindred, the anguish and despai
brave men in their crashing orertbr'
amid th bias skies and green field
nativity, E. A. Pollard dips his f r
gall of New England hat and
record of his own everlasting
disgrace. f
A lawyer asked a witnei
stood from a certain place. "Js
two feet, eight inches and a ha...
reply. "How came you to be so,
friend?" "Because I thought so?'T
other would ask me, ao I measure t
"Miss Bxowy, I have been tc
to tell fortune, said a your.,r
brisk brunett. "Just give;
if you please." La, Mr. W t
sudden you ara! VTelL go aV
Emirs on a physician "1..
all his patients.

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