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VOLUME 0.
-Mr iT OF TOST OFFICES.
Tost OJcfs.
7o.. Matters. Districts.
Steven L. Evans, Carroll.
Henry Nutter, Chest.
A. G. Crooks, Taylor.
J. Houston, Washint'n.
John Thompson, Ebensburg.
C. Jeffries, White. -
J. M. Christy, Gallitzin.
Wm Tiley, Jr., Washt'n.
I. E. Chandler, Johnst'wn.
M. Adlesberger, Loretto.
A. Durbin, Munster.
Andrew J Ferral, Susq'ban.
rrolltown,
Chess Spring?,
Conemftgu
Cresson,
Ebensbu1?'
Fallen Timber,
Galhtnn,
HcuilocK,
Johnstown,
Loretto,
Munster,
Plattsville,
8t. Augustine,
Scalp Level,
Ktn. Wharton, uiearneia
Georpe Berkey,
B. M'Colgan,
George B. Wike,
Wro. M'Connell,
J. K. Shryock,
Richland.
Washt'n.
Croyle.
Washt'n.
S'merhill.
Sonman,
Summerhill,
Summit,
tt'ilmore,
CHURCHES, MINISTERS, &C.
t rr f M. Wilsox. Pastor.
lyesorierian ----- . -
Wcliine every Sabbath morning at 10$
' .I LMn the evening at 7 o'clock. Sab-
b.ih School at 9 o'clock, A. M Prayer meet-inn-
everv Thursday evening at 6 o clock.
Methodist Episcopal unurcn xvbv. .
Preacher in charge. Rev. W 1 . M'U. d.
i5int. Preacbingevery Mieiuicuu
morning, at 10J o'clock. Sabbath School aty
"clock, A. M. Prayer meeting every W ednes-
dav evening, ai o ciock..
Rkv Li.. R. Powell,
Pastor. Preaching every Sabbath morning at
10 o'clock, and in the evening at 6 o'clock.
Sabbath School at 1 o'clock, P. l. Prayer
meeting on the first Monday evening vi etu
month ; and on every Tuesday, Thursday and
Friday evening, excepting the first week in
each month.
nt... rii,nj;,t Ttv.v. Mohran Ellis.
Pastor. Preaching every Sabbath evening at
2 ami C o clocK. aao&aia ncnuui m i v..-,
A. 31. Prayer meeting every rriaay evening,
at 7 o'clock. Society every Tuesday evening
at 7 o'clock. ,
Diseij'Usnsv. W. Lloyd, rastor. Preach
in" every Sabbath morning at 10 o'clock.
'articular Baptists Rev. David Evans,
pa3tor. Preaching every Sabbath evening at
3 o dock, oaoiiatn ocuooi ai hi i o ciu.n., j. .
Catholic Rev. R. C. Christy, Pastor.
Services every Sabbath morning at 10 J o'clock
and Vespers at 4 o'clock in the evening.
EIIEXSIUJUG 3IA1ES.
MAILS ARRIVE.
Eastern, daily, at 12.00 o'clock, noon.
Western " at 12.00 o'clock, noon.
MAILS CLOSE.
Eastern, daily, at 8 o'clock, P. M.
V'cstern, "at .8 o'clock, P. M.
E,The mails from Newman's Mills, Car
rolltown, &c, arrive on Monday, Wednesday
J Friday of each week, at 3 o'clock, P. M.
Leave hbensburg on mesuays, iuurssuajs
uu oaiuraays, at t o ciock., a. -m.
RAILKOAO SCIIEISJL,E
CRESSOX STATION.
WfEt Bait. Express leaves at 9.17
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.Mail Train
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A. M.
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Don't stop.
COUXTY OFFICERS.
Jwljct of the Courts President Hon. Geo.
Taylor, Huntingdon ; Associates, George W,
Easley. Henrv C. Devine.
' Prothnnotary Joseph M'Donall.
lltgitltr and Recorder James Griffin.
Sheriff Jamt3 Myers.
Dittrict Attorn"j. Philip S. Noon.
Countv ComminsioTier John Campbell, Ed-
vtinu uiitss, jj. iv. L'unnpgnn.
Clerk to Commissioners William TT 3o.l,
.. ... IvVlfil-
lpr.
Treasurer Isaac Wike.
Clerk to Treasurer John Lloyd.
Poor House Directors QQe 31'Cullough,
Poor House Treasurer George C. K. Zahra.
Auditors Wiliinm T trill:.. r r
iiernev. JnhTi i 'ko-.3 '
County Surveyor. Henry Scanlan.
Cororifr. -William Flatterv.
Mercantile Appraiser John Cox.
t. of Common Schools J. F. Condon.
EBEXSmriiG BOR. OFFICERS.
j .. A LARGE.
JJuraest C t r.
Jonls,' R Jo Jl JnC3' Hugh Jones, Wm. M.
Z-oujk Treasure'r-Geo. W. Oatman.
Tnu.n r -"urr'3 l eat.
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lhmpson. wavis, .Maj. jonn
rCCr,Ri0hard R' Tibbott, Robert D.
i, WEST WAan.
tZI J'-11103' J-Williams.
Oatman. Kltte11' IL K,nkad, George W.
fe"1 f . Jo. E. Scanlan.
r.icar7Jhn Thmas-
apt. Murray.
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in u oaZ No. 312 A. Y. M.
5ttr4 ViToh??' Ebensbur on the
P. M. Saa of eau month, at 71 o'clork
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''THE ALLECilTi vt i t
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xde end or tiie year.
1 F- meets TiTo !fplad Lo!e No- 428 O.
I 7.?..; 11, Ebensburg,
n7l Dsion No- 84 Son" of
2 weryS;. JPernce Hall, Eb-
S:sssIl!Z turJay evening.
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Sheridan at llichmondi
BY O. H. BARNES.
Over the bridges, over the ridges,
Thundering onward through thickets ;
Over the hedges, over the ledges,
Straight for Jeff. Davis's pickets ;
Skimming the ground with the clattering
sound ,
Of thousands on thousands of coopers ;
With a shout and a yell, like a shot and a
shell,
Ride Sheridan's blue-coated troopers !
Out of the holster, out of the belt,
Loaded revolvers are leaping 1
Gut of their scabbards hundreds of blades,
Sharpened for Victory's reaping I
"After them, boys !" 'Tis Sheridan's vicc
"Press to the enemy's cruppers I"
O, glorious sight 1 as th"ey fly to the fight
Phil. -Sheridan's galloping troopers !
Speak to Niagara "Gather your foam ;
Gather your waves to the fountains 1"
Shout to the whirlwind "Back to yourlair!
Bury your strength in the mountains !"
The waters may heap, and the whirlwind
creep
Up, up, to the glittering glaciers;
But ne'er mortal man can breast the hot van
Of-Sheridan's galloping racers 1
Over the meadows, over the plains,
- Hugging the mane and the saddle -
With panic and fear, back, back to the rear,
The 'federate legions skedaddle!
Great Victory's shout ! ringitout ! ring it out !
O'er mountain and river and valley 1
Secessia'g train is broken in twain,
And Richmond goes into the tally 1
KILLING AN ENEMY.
BY T. 3. ARTHUR.
"That man will be the death of meyet,"
said Paul Levering.
lie looked worried, but not angry.
"Thee means Dick Hardy V
"Yes."
"What has he been doing to thee now V"
The questioner was a friend named
Isaac Martin a neighbor.
"He's always doing something, friend
Martin. Scarcely a day passes that I
don't have complaint of him. Yesterday,
one of the boys came end told me that he
saw him throw a stone at ny new Durham
cow, and strike.her in the bead."
"That's very bad, friend Levering.
Does thee know why he did this ? Was
thy Durham trespassing on hi3 grounds ?"
"No; the was only looking over his
fence. lie has a spite against me and
mine, and does all he can to injure me.
You know the fine Bartlett pear tree, that
stands in the corner of my lot adjoining
his property.
"Yes."
"Two large limbs, full of fruit, stretch
ed over on his side. You would hardly
believe it, but it's true. I was out there
just now, and discovered that he had
sawed off these two fine limbs that hung
over on his side. They lay down upon
the ground, and his pigs were eating the
fruit."
"Why is Dick so spiteful to thee,
friend Levering ? He doesn't annoy me.
What has thee done to-him ?" .
"Nothing of any consequence." .
"Thee must have done something. Try
and remember."
"I know what first set hirn 'out. I
kicked an ugly dog of his once. The
beast, half starved at home, I suppose,
was all the while prowling about here,
and snatching up everything that came in
his way. One day, I came upon him
suddenly, and gave him a tremendous
kick that sent him howling through the
gate. Unfortunately, as it has turned
out, the dog's master happened to be pas-
mg along the road. The way he swore at
me was dreaalul. l never saw a more
vindictive face. On the next morning, a
splendid Newfoundland, that I had raised
lrom a pup, met me shivering at the door,
with his tail cut off. I don't know when
I have ielt so badly. - Poor fellow ! his
piteous look haunts mo now. I had no
proof against Dick, but have never doubt
ed as to his agency in the matter. In my
grief and indignation I shot tho dog, and
bo put him out of my sight."
"Ihee was hasty in that, friend Lever?
mg, said the Quaker.
"Perhaps I was, though I have never
repented the act. I met Dick a few days
afterwards. The grin of satisfaction
on his face I accepted as an acknowledg
ment of his mean and cruel revenge.
Within a week from that time one of my
cows had a horn knocked off."
"What did thee do?"
"I went to Dick Hardy and gave him
a piece of my mind."
"That is, thee pcolded, and called nard
names, and threatened.
"Yes just so, friend Martin.
"Did any good come of it .
"About as much good as if I had whis
tled to the wind."
"How has it been since ?"
"No change for the better. It grows,
if anything, worse and worse. Dick nev
er gets weary of annoying me. '
"Has thee ever tried the law with him,
friend Levering? The law should pro
tect thee."
"Oh! yes; I've tried the law. Once
I WOULD RATHER BE RIGHT THAN PRESIDENT. Hexry Clat.
EBENSBURG, PA., THURSDAY, JUNE
he ran his heavy waggon against my car
riage, purposely, and upset me in the
road. I made a narrow escape of my life.
The carriage was so badly broken that it
cost me fifty dollars for repairs. A'neigh-
bor saw the whole thing, and said it was
plainly intended by Dick. So 1 sent him
the carriage maker's bill, at which- he
got into a towering passion. Then I
threatened him with prosecution, and he
laughed in my face malignantly. I feit
that the time had come to act decisively,
and sued him, relying on the evidence , of
my neighbor, whtfiiad seen the affair.
But my neighbor was afraid of Dick, and
so worked his testimony that the jury
saw only an accident instead of a purpose
to injure, and gave their verdict accord
ingly. After that, Dick Hardy was worse
thau ever. He took an evil .delight in
annoying and injuring me. I am satisfied
that, in more than one instance, .he left
gaps in his fences in order id .fenticc my
cattle into his fields, that he might set his
savage dogs on them, and hurt them with
stones. It i3 more than a child of mine
dares to cross his premises. Only last
week he tried to put his dog on my little
Florence, who strayed into one of his fields
after buttercups. The dog was less cruel
than his master, or she would have been
torn by his teeth, instead of being only
frightened by his bark."
"It's a hard case, truly, friend Lever
ing. Our neighbor Hardy seems posses
sed of an evil spirit."
'The very spirit of the devil, was an
swered with feeling.
' ' T I o a t T on o m it nccnrafilv " nnn if
thee doesn't get rid of him, he will do thee
greater hirru."
"I wish I could get rid of him."
"Thee must, if thee would dwell in
safety, friend Levering."
The Quaker's face was growing very
serious,. Ho spoke in a lowered voice,
and bent towards his neighbor in the most
confidential manner.
"Thee must put him out of the way."
"Friend Martin I"
The surprise of Paul Levering wa3 un
feigned. "Thee must kill him I"
The countenance of Mr. Levering grew
blank with astonishment.
"Kill him he ejaculated.
"If thee doesn't kill him, he'll certain
ly kill thee, one of these days, friend Le
vering. And theo knows what 19'said
about self-preservation being the first law
of nature."
"And get hung I"
"I don't think they'll hang thee," cool
ly returned the Quaker. "Thee can go
over to his place, and get him all alone by
thyself. Or thee can meet him in some
by-road. Nobody need see thee. When
he's dead, I think people will be more glad
than sorry. .Thee needn't fear any bad
consequences."
Mr. Levering's astonishment pa&sed to
horror and indignation.
"Do you think I'm no better than a
murderer 1 I, Paul Levering, stain my
hands with blood I"
"Who said anything about staining thy
hand3 with blood V
The Quaker was impcrturable.
"Why, you!"
"Thee's mistaken. I never used the
word 'blood' I"
"But you meant it. You suggested
murder'
"No, 1 riend Levering. . I advised thee
to kill the cumy, lest, some day, he sho'd
kill thee." , J!
"Isn't killing murder, I should like to
know ?" demanded Mr. Levering.
"There are more ways to kill an enemy
than one," said the Quaker. "I've killed
a good many in my time, but no stain of
blood can be found on my garments. My
. I. Ml- - . . . '
waj oi cniing enemies is to inake-theni
my frieud3. Kill neighbor Hardy with
kiudness, and thee will have no more
trouble with him."
A sudden light gleamed over Mr. Lo
vering'a face, as if a cloud had passed
from the. sun of his spirit.
"A new way to kill people."
"The surest way to kill enemies, as
thee'll find, if thee'll only try."
"Let me sec; how shall I go about it?"
said Paul Levering, taken at once with
the idea.
"If thee has the will, friend Levering,
it will not be loug before thee finds the
way."
And so it proved. Not two hours af
terward, as Mr. Levering was driving into
the village, he found Dick Hardy with a
stalled cart-load of stone. He was whip
ping bis horse, and swearing at him pas
sionately; but to no good purpose. The
cart wheels were buried half way to the
axle in stiff mud, and defied the strength
of one borse to move them. On seeing
Mr. Levering, Dick stopped pulling and
swearing, and getting on to the care, with
his back towards his neighbor, commenced
pitching the stones off into the middle of
the road.
"Hold on a bit, friend Hardy," said
Mr. Levering, in a pleasant voice, as he
dismounted and commenced unhitching
his own horse.
But Dick, pretending not to hear him,
kept on pitching out the 6tones.
"Hold on, I say, and don't give your
self all that troublo," . added Mr. Lever
ing, speaking in a louder voice, but in
kind and cheerful tones. "Two horses
are better than one. With Charley's
he!p, we'll soon have the wheels on good
solid ground again."
Understanding now what was meant,
Dick's hand 3 fell almost nerveless by his
side. ! .
"There," said Mr. Levering, as he put
his horse in front of Dick's, and made the
traces fast, "one pull, and the thing is
done V
And before Dick could get down from
the cart, it was out of the mud-holc.
Without saying a word more, Mr. Le
vering unfastened his horse from the
front of Dick's animal, and, hitching up
aprain, roue on.
; uie next'day, iur. fevering saw
Dick Hardy in the act of strengthening a
bit of weak fence through which his (Le
vering's) cattle had broken once or twice;
thus removing a temptation, and saving
the animals fronbeing beaten, and set on
by4ogs.
"Thee's given him a bad wound, friend
Levering," said the Quaker, on receiving
information of the two incidents just men
tioned, "and it will be thy own fault if
thee doesn't kill him outright."
Not long afterwards, in the face of an
approaching stormy and while Dick Hardy
was hurrying to get in some clover hay,
his wagon broke down. Mr. Levering,
who saw from one of his fields the acci
dent, and understood what loss it might
occasion, hitched up his own wagon and
seut it over to Disk's assistance. With a
storm coming o.n that might last for days,
and might ruin two or three tons of hay,
Dick could not decline the offer, though
it went terribly against the grain to ac
cept a favor from the man he had hated
for years, and injured in so many ways.
On the following morning, Mr. Lever
ing had a visit from Dick Hardy. It was
raining very fast.
"I've come," said Dick, stammering and
confused, and looking down at the ground
instead of into Mr. Levering's face, "I've
come to pay you for the use of your team
yesterday, in getting in my hay. I sho'd
have lost it if you hadn't sent your wa
gon, and it's only right that I should pay
tor the use of it."
"I should be very sorry," answered
Paul Levering, cheerily, "it I couldn't do
a neighborly turn without pay. louwere
right welcome, friend Hardy, to the wa
gon. I am more than paid in knowing
that you saved that nice field of clover.
How much did you get ?"
"About, three tons. But, Mr., Lever
ing, I must "
"Not a word, if you don't want to of
fend me, interposed Mr. Levering. "I
trust there isn't a man around here that
wouldn't do as much for a neighbor in
time of need. Still, if you feel embarras
sed if you don't wish to stand my debtor
pay me in good-will.
Dick Hardy raised his eyes from tho
ground slowly, and looked in a strange,
wondering way at Mr. Levering.
"Shall we not be friends ?"
Mr. Levering reached out his hand.
Dick Hardy grasped it with a quick, short
grip; and then, as if to hide feelings that
were becoming too strong, dropped it and
went off hastily
"Thee's killed him I" said the Quaker,
on his next meeting with Mr. Levering;
"thy enemy is dead V
"Slain by the weapons of kindness,"
answered Paul Levering, "which you sup
plied."
"No : thee took them from God's ar
mory, where all men may equip them
selves without charge, and become invin
cible," replied the Quaker. "And I
trust, for thy own peace and safety, thee
will never use any other weapons in fight
ing with thy neighbors. They are sure
to kill."
1 m m mm : .
A Slave of Jeff. Davis Turned
Merchant. A correspondent writes
that among the buyers from the South at
a Government auction at Chattanooga,
there came an ex-slave of Jefferson Davis,
who purchased quito liberally for bis store
at Davis' Bend, Mississippi, formerly the
plantation of his master. Thus, while
the traitor master is held a State prisoner
in Fortress Monroe, in diead expectation
of a halter, his former property and chat
tel, in company with that chattel's two
sons, lately discharged from the gunboat
service, is selling goods as a freedman.
His name is Montgomery; he is fifty
three years of age, and is as good a speci
men of tho intelligent black man as can
be found. He was Jeff. Davis' slave over
twenty years, and served him as carpenter
and machinist on his and his brother's
plantation of two thousand acres. These
entire two thousand acres are being culti
vated by Jeff's former bondmen, who,
Montgomery says, are working industri
ously, and more effectually than under
their former rule.
m
tS Edmund IlufBn, of Virginia, who
will be remembered as the inanwho fired
the first gun on Fcrt Sutnter, blew his
brains out, near Richmond, on the 17th.
A statement was found among his papers
to the effect that he preferred jleath to
living under the United States Govern
ment. gay- Mrs. Seward, wife of Secretary
Seward, died in Washington city on the
21st. She was aged sixty years.
IS? Ford's Theater haa been sold to
the Young Men's Christian Association of
Washington for $100,000.
29, 1865.
Tile First Western Locomotive.
To the Editor of The Alleghaman
As a notice of the first locomotive built
west of the Alleghanies has been going
the newspaper rounds, permit me to tell you
something about it. The first engine
built was called the "Pittsburg," not the
"Mountaineer;" and I am surprised at
a Johnstown editor, who I would most
cordially advise to submit his cranium for
surgical examination in order to develop
its bump ot comparativeuess, when he
says it was little larger than a common
sized tea-kettle. Now. I have never
seen a common sized tea-kettle for family
use weign over tour tons, yet this first en
gine weighed eight tons and seven hun
dred. When the machine had been con
structed, it was shipped on board the U.
S. barque "Josephine," Capt. Henry No
ble master as noble a mariner and as
seaworthy a man as ever braved the dan
gers of the "raging canal," only he did
not understand the use of mushrooms.
In good time it arrived at the old Good
Inteut packet slip, away down in Johns
town. That day, over thirty years ago,
there was no small excitement in Johns
town. People gathered in from town and
country, and it was astonishing to see the
quantity of gingerbread and tobacco then
and there demolished. A grsat many
conjectures were afloat. Some knew noth
ing whatever as to the nature of the "an
imal;" others knew all about it. One
gentleman, from the interior, offered a
description. "These," he said, pointing
to the truck wheel, "are just the same as
the wheels of our country wagons, and
the driver steers them round the bends ;
and here (showing the polished cylinder
heads) are its eyes ; and here (opening
the furnace door) is its mouth, where they
feed it with fire and water." "Fire and
water " exclaimed an old gentleman from
the Fatherland : "bv sure, dat's bad news
for me, for I just sowed ten acres of oat?,
and if many cattle like dis comes along, I
Dees a smashed man dat's certain."
While these conjectures were going on,
a stout team of horses came and hauled
the "animal" to the weigh-scales, where
three men took charge of it. One of
these gathered fuel and made a fire in it ;
another took an oil-can and greased it all
over; while the third went around feeling
its joint3. I heard them call the first one
Joe Parks, who I am sorry to say lately
met with an untimely death by the ex
plosion of one of these machines near
Wilmore; another George Harris, not
Bosted; and the third Joseph Bridges.
In a short time, the "animal" began to
fiz, so the. men slipped up cu the tender,
and I slipped on an open car behind. Af
ter two or three puffs of steam in those
days engines hadn't learned to whistle
off we started. There were several offi
cers and big-bugs on board the car with
me, and I learned some of their names
Sylvester Welsh, head engineer, Wil
son Nott, supervisor, Sam Jones, paymas
ter, llathburne, clerk, Moylan Fox, Mil
nor Huberts, and Jimmy Clark, commis
sioner. It was no tirrie till we had dashed thro'
Corktown to the foot of Plane No. 1.
Here the "animal" was tied to a big rope
and hauled up the plane to a hole in the
wall, called a tunnel, when several of the
passengers got off saying they would go
and take a look at Mother Ream's chick
ens. Thev went, and came back smack
ing their lips, from which I fnfer it was
something else besides chickens they were
after ! V e got through the tunnel safely.
Said the little man who felt the joints of
the machine, "bhe is getting warm we
must give her a drink and cool her down."
Whereupon they put a leather tube in her
throat, and suffered her to drink most
copiously. Some of the bystanders caught
the idea, and stepped over to a neighbor
ing inn and did so likewise. One man,
when he caaie back, went up to the engi
neer and said, "Mister, please tell me,
how is it this darn critter knows the road
so well, and never was here before?"
"Oh, easy enough," replied the engineer;
"it always carries a Traveler's Guide about
itself!" Off again, until we came to Mr.
Michael Bracken's. Here we halted to
view the big viaduct, as well to Admire
the construction of Mr. B.'s bar room.
Took a look at. Horse Shoe Bend and other
eurioaitiis, and again started, stopping
not till we got to the water station, Mr.
George Murray's Half-way House. Mr.
Murray, a pleasant Scotchmau, was stan
ding at the door, and invited all hands in.
Bottles and decanters of all kinds were
there, and in a side room were, boiled
turkey, goose, chicken, and ham. Thro'
courtesy, I tasted the contents of one of
the bottles, just to see what the other fel
lows were drinking; and I also, without
the assistance of any one, procured unto
myself the possession of one of the drivers
of a noble goose, which I also tasted.
After spending a longer and pleasanter
time than would be allowed at the Logan
House in Altoona, we started again. Said
one of the fellows, said he "When we
stop again, let's stop for the night."
Agreed to. Accordingly, whon we landed
in the village ot Jenerson, now called
Wilmore, we tied np and quit. Beds be-
g .scarce, I remember distinctly I got
into a closet amoDg some buffalo-robes and
slept till morning. And thus ended the
first trip of the first locomotive in Cam
bria county. Olden Time.
Sa.r0 IX ADVANCE.
NUMBER 38;
Tlie losit!ou of Deserters and
l on-Reporting Conscripts.
By the terms of an act of Congress ap
proved the 3d dav oi 'March: lKft .in
serters from the army and consciints who
nave ianea to report to the proper officers,
are placed in a woful plight. If we read
the terms of the act of Congress aright,
all those referred to therein have forfait
ed their citizeuship, and are to all intents
auu purposes m tne position of aliens, de
barred from the exercise, of all political
rights and the holding of all offices of
trust and profit under the Government.
The act of Congress distinctly declares
that, . '
"All persons who have deserted the ,
military or naval service of the United
States, who shall not return to the said
service or report themselves to a provost
marshal within sixty days after the proc
lamation hereinafter mentioned, shall bo
deemed and taken to have voluntarily re
linquished and forfeited their rights to
become citizens ; and such deserters shall
be forever incapable of holding any office
of trust or profit under the Uuitcd States,
or of exercising auy rights of citizens
thereof; and all persons who shall here
after desert the military or naval service,
and all persons who, being duly enrolled'
shall depart the jurisdiction of the district
in which he is enrolled, or go beyond the
limits of the United States, with the in
tent to avoid any draft into the military
or naval service duly ordered, shall be li
able to the penalties ot this sectiou. And
the President is hereby authorized and"
required forthwith, on the passage of this
act, to issue his proclamation setting' forth
the provisions ot this section, in which
proclamation the President is -requested
to notify all deserters returning within
sixty day?, as aforesaid, that'they shall be
pardoned on condition of returning to
thsir regiments or companies, or to such
other organizations as they may be assign
ed to, unless they shall have served fur a
period of time equal to their original term
of enlistment."
On the 10th of March, 18G5, the Pres
ident of the United States issued his
proclamation as" directed by the law quo
ted above. There is no mistaking the
law. Its terms and its penalties are plain
and explicit ; and it becomes the duty of
every citizen to see that the law is rigidly
enforced. Deserters from the draft men
who absented themselves from localities
after being eniolled therein, and who
failed to report within the sixty days pre
scribed, will now find that they have for
feited their rights of citizenship. The
law fixes this penalty; and tho pooplo
who have stood by the Government in all
its troubles must see that the law is prop
erly enforced.
The Kindness of 2lr. Lincoln.
The following incident, clipped from an
exchange, illustrates the kindness of
heart and the tenderness of our late Pres
ident. In November last, a small, deli
cate boy patiently waited with the crowd
which had gathered in the room of tho
President. . He was noticed by Mr. Lin
coln, who said, "Come here, my boy, and
tell me what you want." The boy, trem
bling and abashed, stepped forward and
placed his hand upon the arm of the chair
in which the President was seated, and
said,
"Mr. President, I have been a drum
mer in a reimeut for two years, and mr
Colonel got angry with me and turned.me
off: I was taken sick, and have been a
long time in the hospital. Thb is th
firot day I have been out. . I came to see
if you cannot do something for me."
The President looked kindly and ten
derly at him, and asked him where he
lived. He replied that he had no home.
"Where is your father ?" said the Pres
ident. "He died in the army" answered the
boy. :
"Where is your mother ?".
, "My mother is dead also. I have no
father, no mother, no brother, no sisters,"
and bursting into tears, the boy said, "and
no friends. Nobody cares for me."
The scene was very affecting. Mr.
Lincoln's eyes filled with tears, and ha
said to him,
"Can't you sell newspapers."
"No," said the by"I am too weal1,
and the surgeon of the hospital told me I
must leave ; and I have no money and do
friend?, and no place to go to."
The scene was indescribably affecting,
and'the President immediately drew from
his drawer a card, on which he wrote hi
wishes, that the officers should care (in
his own affectionate language) "for this
poor boy'
When the card was harivlp.l- tn
drummer boy, a smile lit up' his face, all
wet with tears, and he knew he had ?t
least one good and true friend in Abra
ham Lincoln.
A very disastrous fire occurred in
Harrisburg on the morning ot the 15th
inst., destrovinir nronertv to thp
$40,000. Among others the typo of the
eiyrujm pneung onice was destroyed.
BgL. There is said to be ajj organized
band of Southerners in this State. chIIp.1
the "White Ghosts," whose object is the
wholesale robbery of our citizens. Look
out for them !
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