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THE U. S. SENATE.
reminiscences of america's fa mous lawmakers. The Central figures of the Tlilrty-seveiit. Congress—Defeated Presidential Candi dates in That Body—Senators Who Af ternard Became Cabinet Officers. The central figures in the Senate Chamber, pending the Thirty-seventh Congress, were Senators Foster, of Con necticut ; Bayard and Willard Saulsbury, of Delaware; Douglas, of Illinois; Bright, of Indiana; Breckinridge, of Kentucky; Morrill and Fessenden, of Maine; Sumner and Wilson, of Massa chusetts; Chandler, of Michigan; Rice, of Minnesota; Hale, of New Hampshire; Wade and Sherman, of Ohio; Baker, of Oregon; Wilmot, of Pennsylvania; An thony, of Rhode Island; Johnson, of Tennessee; Foot and Collamer, of Ver mont, and Howe, of Wisconsin. It will doubtless be recalled that Sena tor Breckinridge, who, as Vice President under the administration of President Buchanan, had just vacated the chair as presiding officer of the Senate, was the defeated Democratic candidate for the presidency against Abraham Lincoln, and also that Senator Douglas occupied meas urably the same relation of non-success, Mr. Lincoln having received 180 elec toral votes, Mr. Breckinridge seventy two, Mr. Bell thirty-nine and Mr. Douglas twelve. As a coincidence, it may be mentioned that two of the sitting sena tors subsequently became Vice President —Johnson and Wilson—Mr. Johnson, however, succeeding to the presidency upon the death of Mr. Lincoln. Sena tors Fessenden, Morrill and Sherman subsequently became Secretaries of the Treasury, Harlan and Zacliariah Chan dler Secretaries of the Interior, and Howe Postmaster General. Jesse D. Bright had been acting Vice President by virtue of election to the presidency pro tem. of the Senate in 1854. pending the administration of Franklin Pierce, William R. King, of Alabama, the Vice President elect, having died in April, 1853, without assuming the office, although he was sworn in before an American consul in Cuba, to which point he had repaired in hope of bene fiting his failing health. Lafayette S. Foster and Benjamin F. Wade were like wise acting Vice Presidents, having been chosen successively as Presidents pro tem. of the Senate upon Jhe accession of Vice President Andrew Johnson to the presidency. Senator Collamer, of Vermont, entered the Cabinet of President Taylor as Post master General,and upon the latter' s death remained in like position in the Cabinet of President Fillmore, serving in that eapacity from March 4, 1849, to July 15, 1850. He had been chosen a representa tive in Congress for three successive terms, from 1843 to 1849. Upon retiring from the Cabinet he resumed his old position as one of the judges of the Su preme Court of Vermont, of which tri bunal he had been a member from 1833 to 1841, and in 1854 he was chosen a senator. He was re-elected for a second term, ending in 1867, but died in 1865, at Woodstock. Senator Oollamer was born in 1792 at Troy, N. Y., but removed with his parents to Vermont at an early age. He served with credit as an officer of volunteers in the war of 1812, and was held in high estimation throughout all his public career. He received the de gree of LL. D. from the Vermont Uni versity and Dartmouth College. His colleague, Solomon Foot, was equally distinguished. He was born in Vermont in 1802, and commenced life is a tutor, subsequently coming to the oar and acquiring eminent reputation as a profound lawyer. He served two terms in the House of Representatives, from 1843 to 1847, and was chosen senator for three successive terms, from 1851 to 1869, but died at Washington in March 18G6, greatly lamented. He was Presi dent pro tem. of the Senate for nearly six years. Senator Foot was succeeded in the Senate by George F. Edmunds, and Senator Collamer by Luke P. Poland, recently deceased. Senator Lafayette S. Foster was born in Connecticut in 1806, and was a direct descendant of Miles Standieh, of the "Pilgrim Fathers" and "Plymouth Rock" fame. He came to the bar in 1834, was chosen senator in 1855 and re-elected to a second term ending March 3, 1867. Senator Foster wielded wide influence in the senatorial body, and during the stormy period of the civil war was one of the principal advisers of President Lincoln. Collectively considered, Sena tors Bayard, Saulsbury, Sumner, Wil son, Douglas, Hale, Fessenden, Wade, Collamer, Foot, Foster, Johnson, Baker, McDougall, Chandler, Sherman, Howe, Breckinridge, Bright and Wilmot were as able and intellectual a congregation of men as ever served in the Senate. Of these senators Bayard graduated from Princeton, Saulsbury from Dela ware and Dickinson, Hale and Fessen den from Bowdoin, Collamer from the Vermont University, Foot from Middle bury, Foster from Brown, Breckinridge from Centre and Princeton, Wilmot from Bethany, and Sumner from Harvard. Senators McDougall, Sherman, Chandler, Howe and Bright received an academic education. Senators Douglas and Ben Wade were poor youths, whose early education was obtained under difficul ties, and both taught a country school while studying the profession of law. Andrew Johnson was self-taught, and could neither read nor write until after he had obtained his majority, his first teacher in rudimentary education being his wife. Henry Wilson, whose original name was "Colbath," received a limited education, and was a journeyman shoe maker. Stephen A. Douglas, served an apprenticeship at cabinet-making and Andrew Johnson worked on the tailor's oench for many years. Edward D. Baker was born m England and came to America in his childhood. His father was a wearer, and young Baker likewise worked at the loom. His early educa tion was limited, but he subsequently studied for the ministry, which pro fession, however, he abandoned for the law. Senator Harlan was educated at the Asbury University in Indiana, hav ing received a free scholarship, where he was prepared for the pulp't or" the Methodist Church, of which he became an elder before entering the arenas of pol itics and the law. Without individiousness, it may be asserted that in the order named Doug las, Sumner, Fessenden, Ilale, Johnson, Foot, Wade and Chandler were the leading minds of the senatorial body of that period. In oratory Douglas led the van, and his premature death at Chicago j on June 3, 1861, at the comparatively I early age of forty-eight years, deprived the country of one of its most patriotic citizens and accomplished statesmen. He had but barely attained his majority when he was chosen attorney general of Illi nois, and was only twenty-eight when I elected judge of the Supreme Court of 1 that State. Two years later he was re turned to Congress, serving four years in the House prior to his promotion to the j Senate, to which body he was chosen I for three successive terms. During Mr. Douglas' first term in the Senate lie became very careless in his dress; to such extent as to evoke unfa vorable comment at Washington and elsewhere. His attire was wholly ne glected, of the shabbiest and ill-fitting order, and the bow-knot of his cravat was oftener observed under his left ear than in its proper place. This condition, however, was not the result of eccen tricity, but of entire indifference to per sonal adornment, and he paid no atten tion whatever to the maxim that "dress has a corresponding influence upon ad dress." He was then a widower, but when he married his second wife, Miss Cutts, the accomplished and beautiful daughter of James Madison Cutts, second comptroller of the treasury, and grand daughter of the distinguished Richard Cutts, of Massachusetts, the special friend of Presidents Jefferson, Madison and Monroe, Senator Douglas was im mediately given the very best of groom ing, and" under the constant «care and auspice« of his "wife, a complete meta morphose of attire was accomplished and maintained. No one was more careful of dress than Charles Sumner, and hence many ill natured criticisms were commonly offered upon his alleged "dandyism." The two figures of Douglas and Sumner were the extreme of contrast, Mr. Douglas being short and "stubby," while Mr. Sumner was tall and gracefully proportioned. Mr. Douglas' features were small and his complexion dark; the features of Mr. Sumner were large and his complexion light and ruddy. While Mr. Douglas was not an ugly man, he could not be classed as handsome; ver contra , Mr. Sumner was certainly fine looking and of distinguished presence. Mr. Douglas, however, cared nothing for appearances, but Mr. Sumner never wavered in his al legiance and devotion to the demands of personal adornment. Mr. Douglas had neither conception of nor desire for scenic effects,. He relied for precedence wholly upon the superior force of oratory and his almost match less powers in running debate. Mr. Sumner believed in the aesthetics, and was a devotee to form, space and atti tude, as well of language and of pres ence. With him all the accompani ments were imperatively necessary, and his public and private methods were as orderly as a well-served menu, from the bivalvular alpha to the omtga of the walnuts and the wine. Senators Wade and Chandler were fair samples of the rough diamond, who paid little heed to personal adornment, while Senators Fessenden and Hale were especially proper in their attire. It is related that about the period when hos tilities between the North and South were closed Ben Wade, as he was famil iarly known, visited Nashville, Tenn., and for the first time in his life sampled what is known as "Robertson-county" whiskey, a distillation of corn-juice pe culiar to that locality, alleged to be en tirely pure, because it is not fermented by substances other than its own "spent beer." Mr. Wade had often given ear to panegyrics upon the superiority of this strain of whisRey, but had never tasted the ambrosia. The consequences of this indulgence may be better imagined than described, especially by those familiar with Mr. Wade's personal habits. The fiery Ohio senator succumbed to the insidious but no less agreeable in fluence of "Robertson county," but as no headache or disagreeable effects ensued on the "inglorious next morning," he pronounced it absolutely the best whiskey lie had ever sampled. Some little time subsequent to this episode, a personal friend, resident at Nashville, obtained a five-gallon keg of "Robertson county," distilled before the war and improved by age, and sent the priceless treasure by express to Washington di rected to Senator Wade, coupled with the inquiry whether he was still of opinion that it was the best whiskey ex tant. Ben Wade's reply was charaater istic and ran about as follows : Dear Friend: I have received the keg of "Kobertson-county" whiskey. It is nectar, and I am still of opinion that it is the best whiskey made. I nave placed the keg on tap in my committee room, will share its contents with my friends of the Senate, and remind them from whom it comes. Grate fully your friend, B en F. W ade. A keg of similar proportions and emi nence of contents was shortly thereafter sent by the same gentleman to Schuyler Colfax, then Speaker of the House, in ig norance, however, of the fact that Mr. Colfax was a pronounced "teetotaler." Contradistinguished from the warm terms of Ben Wade's letter Mr. Colfax acknowledged as follows : • Sir: You made a great mistake sending me a keg of whiskey, as I and my family are strictly temperate and "teetotalers." How ever, i presume I must take the will for the deed. Yours, &c., S chuyler C olfax. The gentleman, who had been a school mate of Mr. Colfax, replied as follows: Dear Colfax: I ought to have remembered that you were a teetotaler, and therefore, as you suggest, a great mistake was made in sending you the keg of Robertson-county whiskey. Tliev say in Tennessee that if you steep "camtire'' in Robertson-county whiskey it is an excellent cure for or alleviator of rheumatism. If you have no rheumatism in your family or circle of immediate friends, send the keg to General Grant with my com pliments. Yours very truly, * * * * Subsequent inquiry developed the fact that the keg of whiskey was never sent to General Grant, and therefore its con tents were possibly utilized for medicinal purposes. General Grant made it a fre quent practice during his first presiden tial term to humorously rally Vice Presi dent Colfax about the missing keg«ot whiskey. "Tell us, Colfax, all about that whiskey," said he. "Did you really put camphor in it and use it for external pur poses, or give it to some of your admir ing Indiana constituents who were judges of good whiskey ?" But Mr. Colfax aid not relish the joke. j. j. Noah. COTTAGE LIFE. now famous millionaires dine at saratoga. Twenty-seven Ordinary and Three Knor liious Hotels—Built Around Hardens Larger Than Several City Squares—Suites of Handsome Rooms—The Dull Days. OU often read about cottage life in Saratoga. The late William H.Vanderbilt oc cupied a cottage there for years, and the most famous millionaires and public men, of the East particularly, are regularly announced each season as having rented cottages in Saratoga. This word "cottage" is a misnomer here. The only cottages there are in Saratoga are such as the summer visitors would not live in—the little frame tenements of the villagers and the higher grades of help at the hotels race track and business places. The so-called cottages that are referred to in the news from the springs are merely suites of rooms in the two principal hotels. In order that the reader may un derstand how this can be, a description of the hotels is necessary. There are thirty hotels in Saratoga Springs, but twenty-seven of them are ordinary hos telries and the other three are such enormous, expen sive, grand and peculiar es tablishments that they are to be likened to none other 3 in summer resorts in the UL fi ml. f \ r ; i 'i, fer? V 55295 / world, and it is fair to say that they possess m themselves at least fifty percent, of the at tractions of the village. All three cost so much that the original investors in two of them failed, and the only reason the third did not pass through that doleful experience is that it is the property of the liters of the late A. T. Stewart, the millionaire dry-goods mer chant, who are placed like the hero in the play of "Richelieu," in whose bright lexicon there was "no such word as fail." The smallest of the three cost 880^000, and the Äther two cost 81,100,000 and 81.1X10,000 respectively. The two whose owners failed could not re turn the interest on their cost until the orig inal cost was wiped out and a new start was had on the basis of the new and low-price they fetched after bankruptcy. These houses are built of brick, and each one is five stories high and arranged in the form of three sides of a hollow square, with a park or garden in the middle. They are so large that these interior gardens are as big as several city blocks. In these inner courts are great trees, ample lawns, flower beds, fountains and music stands. A broad piazza on the ground floor skirts each of these gardens, and here the people con m 1 gregate in the evening and listen to the music or watch the glories of the changing colored lights with which the fountains are illuminated. The life in these great caravanseries is complete in it self. Very many persons who go to Sara toga see little else that is enjoyable in the houses where they are lodged. Two thou sand guests form a lively company, and with half a mile of hotel corridors and piazzas to walk upon, with bar and billiard and bowl ing-rooms, with parlors for dancing and so ciable converse, with the music and gardens and the constant tide of visitors from the other hotels, to say nothing of the club house at each hotel, where card-playing is indulged in, there is little left to be asked for by those who come primarily to rest and take their ease. One end of one wing of each of these great hotels is what is called the cottage portion Here, instead of tiers of bed-rooms, are suites of rooms arranged so that each suite shall in clude a parlor, dining-room, bath-room and bed-rooms. Mr. Vanderbilt always rented one of the larger ground floor suites, with six rooms, and paid §27 50 a day fur the "cot tage," and 82 50 a day additional for each member of Iiis household, whether they were servants or members of his family. The Vanderbilt heirs and their connections, the Twomleys, Hloanes ami Webbs, Senator Warner Miller, President Chauncey M. De pew, of the New York Central, and a host of notables live in this way while at the springs. They rent the cottages furnished as a rule, but often add appointments brought from their homes. Their meals are served in the cottages from the hotel kitchens. Saratoga is a masculine resort. To be sure there are thousands of ladies there in the season, and the place is famous for the dis plays of millinery and of gowns that illu minate the piazzas, parks and drives. Never theless, the main features of the place the great gambling flubs, the race-track influ ence, the drinking and dining resorts all mark the place as distinctively masculine. It is also distinctively a New Yorkers' resort. In the crowds on the main street, at the race track or in the dining-rooms, a metropolitan mail feels at home, because he is surrounded by familiar faces and by acquaintances and friends. The village is indeed a beautiful one and is surrounded by a country ot ex quisite fertility and scenic charms. ^ The foothills of the Adirondacks are visible % : W"r3'fV> [' #:f -vV'S 4j J: C1 ^n the one hand and the peaks the Green and White mountains rise on the other, but very faintly and far away. Springs of medicinal water, impregnated with half a hundred different chemicals, burst through the earth's crust every here and there within the village, and at intervals along the roads leading out of it. It is the custom in the morning for the guests at the hotels to visit the principal springs before breakfast, some favoring one water and some another. Some of these wells are in closed within buildings, and one is in a very beautiful and elaborately cultivated open-air park. In either case the visitor pays an admission fee of five cents and drinks as freely as he cares to, the spring water being served by attendants. The less he drinks the better, as a rule, for the waters are nearly all powerful. After breakfast, there is always a dull forenoon, during which the visitors lounge about the hotels, but after dinner it is the fashion to drive to the lake, and appar ently nearly every one follows the custom. Nowhere, not even in Montreal or on Fifth avenue, is there such a display of costly equipages and rare horseflesh as is seen oil the road, the race track and to Saratoga lake on every fine summer afternoon. The lus trous, heavy, rumbling landaus, led by sleek horses harnessed with shining and clanking chains, roll along the level country road iii scores with their loads of well-dressed men and women lolling placidly back on the yielding cushions. Phaetons and graceful victorias are plentiful, and every now and then one hears the rat-tat of u racer's hoofs and sees some well-known horseman flying behind the gleaming shoes with Iiis body bent forward above a light skeleton wagon and his muscles and nerves strained to main tain the*mastery of his steed. There is nothing peculiar about the race course,except that it is a very fashionable one and has always been well and fairly managed by noted sporting men ; but the lake, further on, is one of the crown jewels of Dame Nature. It is a lake of the kind peculiar to this region, and of which Lake George is the shining example and Lake Champlain is the most considerable in size. Smaller ones of T71" ft* FS-. J&. Ifif e p< found by the hundred in the Adirondacks. The clearness of the w ater in all of them is one striking feature, but the beauty of the shores is the most impressive charm they possess. This Saratoga lake is long and narrow, and is imbedded like a sheet of mirror glass in a bowl of the most beautiful greenery. The banks rise steep and high above it, and everywhere are clad with ricli and dense vegetation. There is no break or blemish anywhere in the scene as you stand at the end and view the whole crystal sheet and its emerald walls. Here at the head of the lake is the famous little tavern called "Moon's," the founder of which made its fame and his own fortune by cooking what are called "Saratoga chips," a thin, crisp, fried slicing of potatoes. This tavern is at the end of the drive, and is sur rounded by a broad, low piazza, on which the people rest and revel in the beautiful scenery. The "chips" are still served there, and it is the fashion to eat them, though you can get as good ones anywhere m the country, J ulian R alph. A lady correspondent says of Lady Ran dolph Churchill : "Though comely m face and form, she would never be placed on the lists as a professional beauty. She has tor much brains." WAR RECOLLECTIONS. what a maryland boy knew of tiie late conflict. The Thunder of the Great Battle of An tietam— How I'nc'e Henry Escaped the Draft—A Pleasant Hiding-place for the Horses—President Lincoln's Death. [Copyrighted . ISST.j There has been much written in the way of reminiscences of the war. The veterans appear to enjoy fighting their battles over again, and no doubt much •valuable data have been brought to light. I have read these articles until a warlike ardor has seized me, and, like Job's war horse, I snuff the battle from afar. I was fully eleven years old when the war began, so perhaps I should give my experience. When the first shot was fired at Fort Sumter, the echoes of which rumbled for four terrible years in the country, I was living on a farm not a hundred miles from Baltimore j ç reat was the excitement among the '• ' Plrfz, would come. elders of the family, earnest the conver sations, anxious the discussions over the papers, but I rather enjoyed it. I at once, in order to keep the run of events, constructed some intricate fortification* of sand in the barnyard, and daily a bombardment of stones gave me all the excitement of war without any of its noxious features. One bright Sunday morning, when the soft spring breeze was laden with sweet odors and the church bell was ringing out its melting call to worship, a man came galloping down the road with an excited air that drew attention. On he came, riding as though he was one of Clan Alpine's messen gers bearing the bloody cross of Rhodt rick I)hu to the in most fastnesses of the High land*. lie was neighbor Staff. "Five thousand men are march ing down the road," yelled he as he passed : "look out !" Father hastened to the house, while I literally followed our neighbor's command. I "looked out" for the troop, hopii my heart th Neighbor Staff continued Iiis headlong pace until he reached his home; then he quickly dis mounted and, hurrying into hi* house, thoughtfully dis charged a double-barreled gun into the air and then secreted himself in a large piece of swampy wi olland, where he doubtless busied himself in devising a plan for the annihilation of the entire army the mo ment they came into sight. The soldiers never came. Whether they were warned that neighbor Staff intended destroying them or whether they never started I do not know. They did not come. Event succeeded event, and sometimes the war clouds drew close to us, so close that several times the heavy rumb'e of artillery was distinctly audible. One day in particular I had planned a fishing excursion. I was in the house gathering my accoutrements when a heavy rumble was heard out of doors. "Thunder!" I exclaimed in dismay: "no fishing to-day," and out I rushed to locate the cloud. "That is not thunder," sait! father, thoughtfully, "that is ar tillery; a great battle is I cing fought." It was the battle of Antietam. Great was my joy as I started cheerily for the woodland stream. Little cared I for wars or rumors of war. Little I recked of Southern rights or preserva tion of the Union, so long as the sky smiled serenely 7 and the fish bit en couragingly. Then came the dread excitement of the draft. It was a black day in our calendar when l 'ncle Henry Brown, our colored farmhand, was drafted. I was very fond of Uncle Henry. He was ever ready to accompany me on a 'coon or rabbit hunt, always had rtie time to construct a box trap or a snare for me, and at night I would sit for hours and listen to his plantation stories or to his songs that sounded, oh ! so melodiously, in the still night air. Alas! Uncle Henry. I pictured his body, punctured with a hundred bullets, lying st-iff and stark on some gory battle field. Alas! Uncle Henry. I wept the morning he started for the recruiting headquarters and grasped his horny hand ; Uncle Henry, however, was singularly composed. "I've nuflin to do wid de wall, an' 1 ain't goin' to liab nuflin to tlo wid it," In declared emphatically'. Sadly I wandered over the farm, tie pressed and lonesome. That night as supper was preparing Uncle Henry walked into the kitchen. "Hyar I is," said he. Instantly he was overwhelmed with congratulations and a volley of ques tions. "Well, you see," said I nele Henry, "1 am just a leetle knoekneed, an' as I war a-goin' to de camp I sez to myself sez I, 'Henry, niggah, dose knees ob yours mout turn out a fortunate confliction, an' I muss seedat dev are well bent when I cone to de camp,' an' so 1 walked along, an' bimeby I thought one of my shoul ders mout be a leetle higher den de od der, an' so it war. "Well, when I come to de camp, de ser geant he say, 'Stan' up dar,' an' I stan'' U P- . ' "He looked at me a while, an' den he say, 'Can't you stan' no straighter den dat, my man ? " 'Not libit boss,' sez I, an' I tell you, chillun, I jest bent dose knees of mine togeddah until dey hut me and I hitched my shoulder clar up to my ear. Den de sergeant he look a while an' call anudder officer an' he look a while; bimeby he say : " 'See hyar, can't you stan' no straighter den dat ?' " 'I is a doin' my best, boss,' sez I, and I screwed my knees togeddah. " 'You is de crookedest man I liab eher laid my eyes on,' sez de sergeant. " 'Your mudder muss liab been skeered by a dog's hind leg afore you was horned,' sez de odder officer, kind o' isgusted like. I sez nuflin', but I iood mighty crooked. " 'We don't want no sich man as you,' ~ez de sergeant ; 'you kin go,' an' hyar is." The next day L'ncle Ilenry started for he village store on some domestic er and, but returned in trepidation witli •ut fulfilling his commission. "De soldiers am a takin' de bosses ■brywliere," he announced in thrilling : ones. We had had some warning that the government intended levying on horses or armv use, but, this was the first inti mation of its enforcement. "Hide the horses in the middle of the I ">ig cornfield," commanded father. Uncle Henry collected the animals ! and letl them into a great cornfield, near the woods; here they were securely fast ened to stakes. The corn was unusually ! high and effectually concealed them. As we left one of the horses whinnied. "Shet up, fool," said Uncle Henry, sternly; "shetup, I say; does you want to haul a ammernition wagon or be kilt by a canyon? Shet up !" Anxiously we awaited developments, ■ and sure enough just before dusk there ! came three mounted soldiers. "We will have to take your horses, ] my friend," said one of them to father. "There are no horses here," was the i reply. "1 know better than that," said the sol dier, antl he tried to open the gate; it was locked. He did not mind that, how ever, for he vaulted over the gate like a liamois. "There is the barn," said father ; "you can look for yourselves." At that mo ment my eyes fell on Uncle Henry, wlic was standing nearby ; that wily old col ored man bail not eaten cornbread and bacon forty years for nothing. He had an idea that part of the business of the soldiers was to investigate him; perhaps the sergeant hail suspected the ruse and had sent these men to examine him under pretense of getting the horses. The moment my glance fell on L'ncle Ilenry I forgot horses anil soldiers, and burst into a yell of laughter. The others followed our glance and in an instant, soldiers, father and ourselves were in convulsions of laughter. L'ncle Henry was standing with his knees pressed closely together, and his right shoulder was elevated in a most unnatural manner. There was a gloomy, determined expression on bis face that added to the ridiculous scene, and would have made a mummy laugh. If he would assume that posture in a cornfield I would guarantee immunity to the grain from every bird or bea-t of prey that walked the earth or inhabited the air. They would shun that field as they are said to shun the Dead sea. After a futile search the soldiers departed and L'ncle Henry unlimbered himself. "Did you think they were after you, L'ncle Henry?" I asked. "Don't know, honey," replied he : "dey do mighty curus things in wall times." Time rolled on, battles were fought, men were slain, houses burned and farms devastated, but our farm was untouched. At times raiding parties of cavalry were in the immediate vicinity, but they did us no harm. At last there were signs that the storm of strife had about spent itself ; there were indications of a break in the clouds, and a promise that before long the sunshine of peace would bathe the land in its genial glow. One last scene I shall never forget. It was a cold, wet spring morning, the rain pattered against the window panes, the trees and shrubbery- disconsolately shed a shower of tears at every rustle of wind, and the heavens were murky and drear. I had just finished breakfast and was dejectedly gazing out on the sodden land scape, wlien a hurried step sounded on the porch, and a knock summoned us to the door. A neighbor stood without, a ! newspaper in his hand, his countenance perturbed, his manner excited. "Show this to your father," said he in low tones, indicating an article in the ; paper. i We hurried in and gave the paper to I father, as he sat at the table. I ".My God !" exclaimed he, "President ! Lincoln was killed last night." Jas . C. Plummer. UNERRING ARCHERY. When o'er the daisy-dotted mead The arrows fly with whizzing speed, Which dainty hands deliver, ( A target is the yielding heart, To stop that most unerring dart, Concealed in beauty's quiver. What arrow's speed or deadly lance Smite as the siren's level glance, In luring, lightning vision; It sets each trembling nerve athrill, And leads the yielding, wounded will To servitude elysian. . The keenest shaft of polished wit, In rare occasions bow may fit To make the smitten rue it : But in the light of beauty's eye Is such delightful archery— We bare our bosom to it. Till one concludes from what he sees, We like the strange anomalies That emanate from Cupid ; For love exists at wit's expense, And lovers are in every sense Exceptionally stupid. Mrs. C. M. Simmons, of Shannon, Miss., has preserved as relics several autograph let ters written to her during the late war. In the collection are letters from Adjutant Gen eral Cooper, Generals Hardee, Price, Forrest and Beall. General Beall, now living in St. Louis, is the only survivor of these writers-