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THE REPUBLICAN, It.tT,I,0(Jit, ALGONA. IOWA "fluty DAY DREAMS. 'TIs said that Raphael, whom men call itme," fn dreams, full oft, beheld his mother's face; •That face, whlolt he had looked upon and loved In sweet tJrbino-famod as his place of birth: And that those features, since made glorious— Olowlng with heavenly light, which altered not But only heightened what scarce needed change- Were over with him, filling his mind and soul ' With noble themes and Image? sublime: Hovered about him as he plied his brush, And weaved herself Into those mighty works That make his name immortal. So that his angels and madonnas fair, That from his canvases benignly smile, Are but the semblance of that saintly noul Which gave him birth and everlasting fame. To oil men, these sweet visitants of night •Come not so often ns the heart could wish; For strange though it may seem, the forms we love .And prize so -well, who, with their far-off echoes "forvado ns oft by day, are crowded out By multifarious nothings. But there are day dreams, which by far eclipse 'The rapid phantasies of slumbering night; And sometimes -when a sad and quiet mood •Succeeds the fretful din of dally toll, 'The mind goes wandering back to childhood's days, .And wo are kneeling at the mother's knee; 'Most sacred altar under God's high Heaven-Where first we loomed to lisp His holy name, And ask His blessing on the ones we loved; Or as tho youth, we feel the mother's hand, Without upbraiding, smooth tho unfurrowod brow; And say a little word, too full of lovo And tenderness to make It seem reproach; 'To point us to a higher, nobler life From which the foot are all too prone to stray. Thore, too, are angol visits—rifts of light, •That glisten for a moment In the tears Which dim and blur our vision day by day. And though the pictures which wo hereby paint, And which tho world dispraises all too oft, Are void of merit, and scarce worth the pains .Its tedious details cost; at times an outline, Which before had looked severe, is toned .And softened by some gentle word or act; Irradiating all with glowing life: It Is tho mother, smiling in the man. —W. Ollis, in Jury. CHASED BY WOLYES, Pioneer's Escape the Ferocious Beasta from It was in tho early part of 1870 that tny father settled among tho cottonwood trees of Major creek, one of the many streams watering tho fertile San Luis valley of Colorado. The country •was wild onough in those days. Deer. «nd antelope in abundance ranged the foot-hills of the Sangre de Chrieto mountains, whose snow-capped peaks throw a shadow over our sod-roofed •Cabin until far into tihe morning. Skulking coyotes, and yet more cowardly Indians, traveled up and down the broad valley that opened out grandly to the south and west of us, *xtending in a sunny sweep of twenty miles to the swiftly-rising heights of the Saguache and Chochotope ranges, •while other neighbors, such as mountain lions, cinnamon and silver- tip bears, made a stockman's life a burden to him. Last and most dangerous were a band of the huge gray timber wolves. There are no wild animals more to be dreaded than these same timber wolves, especially when pressed by hunger. Then they become veritable demons, and woe upon the. living thing whose trail they happen to cross. They at once begin a merciless chase ' and continue it untiringly, rivaling in •speed and endurance the most sinewy horse. Nothing daunts them. Shoot •one down and he is instantly devoured toy the rest of the pack, who thereupon rush forward with unchecked courage and appetites but whotted by their unnatural feast. Fire alone oan hold them ac bay. With these ugly brutes it was my luck to have an adventure the second spring after we settled on Major creek. I was then a lad of rif teen, small of my age, "but wiry, and as capable of enduring fatigue as any man, while no one in the valley could excel me in riding after •oattle, throwing a lasso or sticking to a touching broncho, In early days in Colorado it was the •custom to let stock, both horses and cattle, "rustle for themselves" — i. e., run at large on the dry grass of the range •during the cold season; but the first winter we were in the valley the wild animals were so mischievous that we were compelled to herd every beast we had from fall to spring. The grass was unusually late in starting up* that year, hence all of our stock, even our riding animals, grew very thin. And "thereby 1 hangs my tale," for one evening, in the latter part of March, A particularly cranky old cow broke away from the herd as we were rounding the cattle up, preparatory to driving them to tho corral for the night, and, our horses being so weak and poor, neither my brother nor myself could .overtake the runaway. But when we reported the loss at the Cupper-table that night, mother was much vexed, as the missing cow was her pet milker, "You must hunt her up to-morrow, toys," she said, earnestly, "No use, mother," my brother Horace replied, "Something has eaten her up "before now." »«I am not so sure of that," father re» ^narked. "Don't you remember bow spring we found her standing afl l^on from her 'o,alf? You her a Ut$e to-morrow. That settled the matter, of course, so "In ti^e wonming I herded the stock, Wbttit Horace »ode among the foothills to tb^ Aouth, pf V}8,, and, as he was un search, tlpyaj afternoon started Ofl My • bfbii vide that exchanged oaye hoping to 8ni by the tina§ I before. fee Uoqnearly wo?» fpr so long >> > f| f«9t bome an(1 ^ ^* AAH f«t 4< *>. Aw'd vr^l Eight b«s9 U ColQti i while fetir tho same animal. Father's pet riding horse, Sellm, had been brought from the latter !3tate, horice we usually called him by the local name. As I was changing tty saddle from one pony to tho other, mother came out to the corral with A steaming cup of strong coffee for my refreshment, and, when 1 rode away, repeated hef injuno- tion to "look well for Tangletop, for she was the best cow ofl tbft fanch." With a cherry "All right, mother!" 1 galloped off light-heartedly toward Stool Canyon, keeping a sharp eye on the intervening country., A hour's brisk riding brought me to the mouth of the gulch; two hours' search proved that Tangletop was not hidden within its depths, and t turned the cayouse homeward, first pausing and looking out over the valley. Not an animal was in sight "Last summer the cattle used to run in Haydon Passagood deal," I reflected, "and that must be where the stray cow ia It's a little late to go Up there tonight, but mother thinka so much of Tangletop, guess we'll have to go, So- lim; so stop out lively." And I rode on still to the north. Now Haydon Pass wa» tho name given to a narrow, gloom v canyon that out deep into the Sargre de Christo mountains, almost meeting a gulch on tho opposite side of the range, there being but a low ridge between the respective heads of the two ravines. Hence the name of tho "Pass." But though the canyon itself was cheerless enough, its upper slopes were sunny and always clothed with an abundance of grass, green and succuler.i in summer, dry but nutritious in wircter. Sure enough, hither had strayed poor Tangle- top, for I found her horns (I knew them by the peculiar crook in the left one) and her cleanly-picked bones lying amid the juniper bushes far up the mountain-side. I had ridden up there* for a cowboy never walks where he can by any possibility ride, no matter how ateep the ascent, and as I drew rein to let the cayeuse regain his breath, I noted with a start of surprise that it had grown very late. Indofid, from between the peaks of the Saguache hills tho level rays of the setting sun shone full in my face arid brightened the dry grass around the pony's hoofs, but l>e- neath them lay long shadows, and In the gathering twilight Hayden Pass yawned dark and gloomy at my feet "Come, Selim, we must get out of this," I said to the cayeuse, with a shake of the rein; but before he could take a step forward, from . pinon- shrouded gulch to my left arose a deep, long-drawn howl. The moment after another rang out clear and ominous from the opposite side of Hayden Pass. Then a third and a fourth sounded from a cotton wood thicket that nestled in a gulch at my rear. "It's the wolves, "and they have us almost surrounded. Go it, Solim!" I cried, as I gave him rein. Half wild with fear, he rushed off down the mountain-side. That was a mad ride for life. Now wo dashed under the low-hanging boughs of a stunted cedar, next we leaped a fallen tree-top, scattering dry branches right and left, and then we jumped a deep gully or went headlong off a ledge of rocks not seen in tho dim light until too late to avoid thsm. Somehow we reached the bottom of the pass in safety, and flew down the narrow trail to the mouth of the canyon. As we emerged into the open valley I saw the glow of lights at Gottlieb's abin—another pioneer settler—only hree miles away. If only the cayeuse ould distance our terrible pursuers that ar we were safe. "Down grade and a clear trail. Go t, Selim! We'll beat them yetl" I riud. And the little horse lay low upon the round, while the echo of his hoof-beats ang a rhythmical march of triumph pon the hard-packed soil. But glancing over my shoulder hrough the twilight I saw a pack of lying shadows horribly close at our eels. The howling had ceased long inoe, as the wolves were now saving heir breath to ohase thoir prey. "Faster—faster, Selimt" I shouted. And the pony sprang forward with ncreasod speed, only to stumble and all, sending me head over heels into a lump of oak brush. Luckily I was not much hurt, but crambled to my feet just in tiiye to &?<? he poor cayeuse hobble past tv) three egs, with the band of wolves right upon lim. f 'Put his foot in a dog-hole and broke his leg," I reflected. "That ends his chances, poor fellow." The next moment I heard that pitiful ound, the scream of a horse in mortal .error, and knew that the savage brutes lad overtaken him at last 'No use to wait here for them to come 'back after me," I pondered. Lucky thing I fell in this brush where pLey could not see me, or some of them ivould have finished me before now. I'd Better climb a tree while I have a chance." But that was easier said than done, for on the sloping foot-hill where 1 stood grew nothing save straggling oak brush, too low to furnish safe refuge. However, about three hundred yards np toward the mountains stood a clump of scraggy pinons and cedars, from whose midst towered a great yellow pine, and thither I hastened. Out of breath and still trembling from the effects of my fall I sat down at the foot of the tree to rest; but now the bowls of the wolves again rang in my ears. Having finished my faithful cayeuse they were coming back for me! Rising, I attempted to climb the pine tree, but it was fully three feet through at the base, while the nearest branches were quite twenty feet from the ground hence my frantic efforts were fruitless. Completely exhausted, I wa.s forced to desist, but the rapidly-nearing howls of the wolves quickly aroused we, "if only J bad a gun, I'd sell my life »a dearly as «4gnt be," I groaned- 4ftd then k bethought me that I at least bad a tew matches in my pocket Drawing tJteW forth, I struck one, and with trembliojg fl.nger9 held it to » tuft of dry gtvsg. " a tt«j *£$ sliot up; tbi* i fflA with pine-needles, dry cones f.nd little twigs, until I had a bright blaze burning; and none too soon, for riowth'e baffled wolves were circling around and around the space illumined by tbd &t& light, while sotnd ol the bolder ones even entered for a moment its ouWf boundary. At first 1 fed the fire freely, but afi tfa« Bight wore on arid the savage brutal sliowed no signs of leaving, I began t* economize on fuel. The ground beneati the pine tree was littered with the fallen needlos, cones and dry branches at years, but they burned very fast and already I had made great inroads upba them. It must have been about nine o'clodlf when a second pack of wolves joined those already guarding me. The neW« comers were evidently regarded as in* traders, for they were greeted with Mi- gry snarls, and finally both packs indulged in a rough-and-tumble fight. As they struggled together, now and then a group were forced within the circle of fire-light, and I shuddered as I saw their pitiless white fangs and glaring eyes. But the savage animals soon tired ol rending each other and returned to their old occupation of ceaselessly tramping around my fire-lit space. Thus the hours dragged wearily past, until from the position of the stars 1 know that it lacked but two hours of daybreak, and now the firo began to burn low. Every cone and twig from beneath the troo had been heaped oh tho coala. "If one of those pinons were just a little higher I'd make a dash for it," 1 thought, over and over again, as I watched tho flamos sink lower 'and lower, while the circling wolves came closer and closer. And now there was but a bed of glowing embers left The gaunt leader of the band had crept up nearer and still nearer, and as the filmy ash began to form upon tho ruddy coals, he crouched to leap upon his prey. My head sank upon my breast as waited that fatal spring, when lo! a column of sparks and flame shot twenty feet up into the air and scattered the frightened wolves, who fled howling in dismay. I was saved! A pitch-soaked root had blazed up in the nick of time and now burned merrily. Presently the whole resin-covered trunk of the tree caught fire and became a veritable pillar of flame, and then knew that my hour of peril was indeed past The wolves hung around until morning, but the first beams of the rising sun scattered thorn to their lair among the mountains. You can imagine how my heart 1 beat with joy as I watched the last one slink away. As soon as it was broad daylight I started on foot for Gottlieb's cabin where I found my father and brother making eager inquiries concerning me. My absence over night had made them so uneasy about me that they ha.c started out'bright and early to look me up. We were a joyful party as we rode homeward, where the story of my adventure brought tears to mother's eyes and even yet I never think of that night without a shudder.—Golden Days. TYING THE KNOT. Per* How the marriage Ceremony Is formed Among the liuddhlgts. A missionary describes a marriage ceremony which he witnessed in the palace of the Governor of Cambodia as follows: "I was ushered, amid a tremendous din of gongs, into a large room beyond the reception hall, where were seated the Governor and about one hundred noblemen and invited guests. The bridegroom, a young man about twenty years of age, elegantly attired in silk garments, was also there. By the time we foreigners were seated a procession —headed by the bride, supported on either side by demure-looking matrons, composed principally of .aged or married women, all elegantly attired—en- iered and slowly marched toward the Governor. "The bride was not particularly in« teresting as regards personal charms. She was young, however, and dressed richly and in good taste. ' 'Besides hei silk dress she wore a go\d embroidered soarf upon her shoulders; also gold rings upon her fingers, bracelets upon her wrists and armlets above the elbows. The bride took up her position near the bridegroom, both sitting upon the floor but not looking toward each other; in fact, throughout the entire ceremony they both were perfectly impassive and nonchalant. "The marriage ceremony proper now began. A number of wax candies were brought in a salver and then lighted by one of the nobles. The silver waiter was then passed around before the company eight, times, each one in turn saluting the couple and wishing them good fortune by waving or blowing the smoke toward them, thus expressing something like the old English custom of throwing the slipper after the newly wedded couple, the band of string instruments playing the meanwhile. Two large velvet cushions had been previously placed before the bride and bridegroom, and upon them a large sword. The leader of the theatricals now came forward, and went through, for a few moments, a most fantastical sword exercise. "Dishes bad been placed before the couple upon the .floor, with covers upon them. Nothing, however, was eaten. Next, the bands of the expectant couple were bound together, and to each other, with silken threads by the woman's attendants, probably some near relative. Thus were they truly joined in Buddhist wodlock. And this completed the simple, yet effective ceremony."-.-San Francisco Argonaut. TU» Worpt Variety. Cumso—What an offensively vain man Brown isl Banks—Dear me, I never thought him vain. Cumso—But he is, though. Just notice how excessively and persistently modest he is.—Munsey's Weekly. PITH AND POINT. *-A Kentucky man recently found a snake in his bed-tick. He must have gone to bod with his boots on.—Ram'a Horn. —"That's my Cholly at the door. I know his ring," said Ethel. "So do I," returned Mattie, "I wore the ring six weeks before you got it"—Harper's Bazar. —Tommy Judkins—"Papa, what do they mean by a selling race? Is any thing actually sold?" Judkins, Sr.— Yes, my son, and it is usually the public."—Sport. —Ages may come, and Sages may go, but tlio man who talks altogether too much about himself will bo likely to linger among us for some time yet.— Rain's Horn. —Tho Now Policeman.—The Judge— 'Officer Grady, •> please arrest Lawyer Case's attention." Grady—"Yes, sor, av yo'll pleaso mok out th' warrant"— Yankee Blade. —Husband (gloomily)—"I lost fifty dollars last night playing poker." Wife —"And yot you can't afford to buy mo a bonnet?" Husband—"Well, I should say not."—Racket —If time is money, it would seem at first sight that tbo loafer ought to bo the richest of men; but, after all, he hasn't any more than any body else.— Sotnerville Journal. —Bank President—"Every thing indicates that he has gone to Canada. Lock the bank doors and hang out a card, 'No cashier.'" Book-koopor—"Shall I write it, 'No cash hero?'"—N. Y. Ledger. — "Who is that talking so loudly?" "Why, that's Bobbett, tho celebrated pugilist" "I never heard of his fighting any one." "Oh, he doesn't fight: but ho has issued more newspaper challenges than any man in the world."— West Shore. —The Politician.—Tom—"You don't know that man who just spoke to you, do you, Jack?" Jack—"I only know that he is a politician. Ho speaks to every body." Tom—"Ho doesn't speak to me." Jack—"No; you are not a voter yet."—Yankee Blade. —"I see," said a man, entering a caterer's establishment, "that you advertise weddings furnished?" "Yes sir," replied the caterer, briskly. "I wish you'd sond a couple to my house right away. I've two daughters I'd like to got off my hands."—Harper's Bazar. —Miss Summit—"What a frightful dent there was in Mr. Dashaway's hat after my progressive euchre party last evening." Miss Palisade — "Yes. I heard him tell some one in the hall that it was to remind him to say to you what a pleasant evening he had passed."—N. Y. Sun. ^ —An Object Lesson.— As we strolled along the bench, Whon the lisping tide wns low, Tims my lady's silvery speech— "Mr. Freshly, <lo you know You're an oasis to me? (Here I blushed behind my hand) You're the green spot," murmured she, "In this arid waste of sund." —Brooklyn Illustrated Monthly. BOILING WATER. A Simple and Effective Method of Killing Disease Germs. All water for drinking and other household purposes should be first thoroughly boiled if the source from which it is derived is at all doubtful as to purity. Some germs are killed at a temperature as low as 120° ; others require 180° to 213°; still others require as high a degree of heat as 240 °. For this last of course the water would have to be confined. Nevertheless, the germs which are not killed at a temperature of the boiling point are not dangerous to human life, which may be considered a fortunate fact. Undoubtedly more disease is propagated through water contamination than in any other manner, and the only way to make suro that water is harmless is to boil it It can afterward bo cooled, if preferred, for drinking. Even savages in some regions have boon found whose ordinary custom it is to cook all the water they use. Stanley notes several large tribes living in the heart of Africa who cook their water just as much as they cook their yams. They live in most unsanitary surroundings, congregated in large villages, throwing their filth into the same river from which they take their water supply, and yet through this precaution they never have fevers. Similarly there are multitudes of Chinese who live huddled together in little boats upon canals, barely room to move about, and yet they live with C9mpara- tive immunity from disease because they boil all the water they use,—From a Lecture by J. H. Kellogg, M. D., of Battle Creek Sanitarium. WAR REMINISCENCES. PLANS OF LONGSTREET. Improved Water-Proof Garment. An improved water-proof garment has been patented In England which it is claimed possesses thorough ventilation. The top portion of the back of the garment below tho collar or neck -band ia formed by letting in a piece of fabric which is not treated with India rubber, but is simply acidized or otherwise treated for the purpose of rendering the same shower-proof, when not intended to be covered by a collar or cape; or it may be, in some cases, such as when it is intended to be covered by a collar or eape, a simple woven or open-work fabric not treated with acid. The form of tue inserted piece may be somewhat triangular, crescent-shaped or otherwise, as found most convenient, the object being to dovetail into the garment between the shoulders a fabric which will permit of the egress of perspiration from the wearer's body without the necessity of an ugly pr awkward appearance. Another portion of the ira provement is to line the back o' the garment with a piece of laoe or fa*»ria of an open-work nature having wo^co pr manufactured thereon the name of the jjjanufacturor of the garment, ot other name.—Clothier and Furnisher. —The main reason why the gifted are so apt to fall ia that the devil seems to give tfceir oases 8pe&%| attention. ~« Barn's H.OIU, Revl»lng an Old Saying* Mr*. Figg—No, Tommy, you are not going out to play whiie ij is r»lniag. Get your book and read. Tommy—But I'm tired of reading. I've read till every thing goes in at on« eye ftftd out of the other.— Journal. V>y the IMiltlngnlRhed Sont.hern Genfirttt itt the Reunion of tho illue and the Grtiy, at Knoxville, Tenn—A Mis. take That impelled the I,a»t ChAnce of Confederate Success. A few days after the battle of Chickamauga, the President of the Confederate States visited our! army, then camped about Chattanooga holding the Federal army under partial siege. During that visit Mr. Davis called tbo superior officers of tho Confederacy then present together in council of war to discuss our affair^, and on one occasion asked our opinions as to the most promising plan for further aggressive operations. It is important in this narrativo that it should bo here explained that prior to tho consultation referred to ho called mo alono to meet him, and that this interview lasted tbo greater part of the day. The point made during our con- feronco that should be noted hero is the opinion expressed by myself, that our failure to vigorously pursue tho Federals after our success at Chickarmuig'a and reap tho full fruits of our victory dispelled our last and only chanco for tho triumph of tho Confederate cause. At tbo meeting first mentioned Mr. Jefferson, Davis inquired for sucli plans as his commanding officers might suggest for our future operations. Tho plan suggested by myself was then to withdraw from Chattanooga, change our base to Rome, Ga., and advance by Bridgeport and Stevenson, Ala., and cut tbo lino of Federal supplies, etc. Mr. Davis gave orders for the execution of that plan, but just then a tevore season of rain began, which continued and rendered the roads very heavy and very bad. In consequence thereof our commander abandoned the proposition and held to his position at Chattanooga. After some weeks, when tho weather cleared off and furnished us good roads, a camp rumor reached me that General Bragg contemplated a movement into East Tennessee against the Federals about Knoxville, and that part of my command had boon selected as a detachment that was to execute the rjlan. About November 4, Bragg summoned Generals Hardee, Breckinridge and myself to his headquarters and announced his purpose to detach my troops from Virginia with most of its cavalry into East Tennessee to attack and drive out the Federals under General Burnsides. Having outlined bis plan, he paused as if inviting suggestions, when I proposed, as a means of facilitating his purpose or amending his plan, that he withdraw his army from Chattanooga and concentrate in a strong position behind the Chickamauga river, and at tho same time withdraw his troops from East Tennessee to the main force. Then at .the moment of concentration, having all things in readiness for prompt movement, detach twenty thousand men into East Tennessee to inarch rapidly and strike promptly so as to finish the work in time to return or go into Kentucky, as the Chief might deem best before the troops of General Grant's army, then under orders to reinforce the Federals at Chattanooga, could reach their destination. As the suggestion failed to meet the consideration I thought it deserved, I continued and explained the apparent danger of sending so small a force for such heavy work and for action that should be speedy, while our army at Chattanooga was holding long lines and attenuated along a grand curve, with the enemy in the center and within thirty minutes' march of any point of ( our occupation. The number of Fedaral troops in East Tennessee our chieE reported as 23,000, and the force assigned for my operations against them was estimated at about 15,000. I insisted that my force was wholly inadequate to warrant daring or precipitate battle and that the procrastination of a prudent campaign would give time for the arrival of General Grant's succoring forces, and that upon his arrival he would march out tw» or three columns of attack and feint and would surely break through our position. Nothing said, however, seemed to impress the officers present, so I went-over-the»inat*«r and-addod- text-books at West Point and the matic military principles admonished of the strength of the Federal position after the arrival of their succoring forces and the consequent peril of our position-, that th air. column, oonld \>e reinforced in a few minutes, while along our lines reinforcements from one point to another might be delayed for many hours. Our chief apparently thought it- improbable that his line could be broken, and plainly indicated that further discussion of the subject would be useless. The only favorable com- j ment upon my views was from General Hardee, who said: "I don't think that was a bad idea of Longstreet's." I was overruled and orders were issued for the movement. While camp was being struck I wrote some of my comrades from the head of an empty flour barrel in the rain, excusing my failure to call and take leave. I wrote to General Buckner giving him my view of the situation, and three months afterward be returned my letter to me with tho following note: "MOHRISTOWN, Tenn., Feb. 1,1884.—General: It seems to nje after reading this letter again that its predictions are so full a vindication ot tne judgment of your movements then ordered that it should remain in your possession with a view that at soaio future day it may serve to 'vindicate tho truth of history.' I place it at your disposal with that view. Truly your friend, "S. B. BDCSNBB, M»j. Gen. "To JUeut-Qen. Longstreet." Our move was ragged, slicshod and disconnected from the beginning, At Tynor's Station we were delayed by failure of the railroad transportation. General Stephenson, w'jo was in command, of the confederates there, occupying part of East Tennessee at Sweetwater and other points, was ordered to send all of his supplies down to the army ut Chattanooga and to withdraw with his troops upon my arrival at Sweetwatev; while we, strangers to the country, without accurate maps and with inadequate transportation, were to operate against and overrun a mucu superior force, well supplied and rim! I.:?!'t virr; 1 l*:\f- fa.'d n<- <v-<< '•' 'ft** onM country. Wo, wwft to moot at Knoxvillo amplo re-inforrement» from Southwest' Virginia, which wer« to equalize our strength, in ntimbers» with tho Federals. Immediately upett Relieving Gonoral Stepnenson's troop* my plan was formed to cross the eftafc * branch of the Tennessee rive? the confluence, advance along the bank of tho north fork, and gain pOfs- session of the heights about Knoxvlllef and command a surrender of the place. Our troops were arranged in position* McLaws on the right, Jenkins on the Clinton road, deployed, and the cavalry that was in hand was sent to otlf extreme loft to hold the enemy till the at* rival of tho promised force from South* west Virginia. Tho next morning the enemy's outer line, about a thousand yards in front of. his works, was found to be strengthened by rail defenses thrown up during th0 night. This wars attacked, can led, and occupied by McLaws; but his troops were so much jaded and so foot-sore that they did not exhibit their usual dash and spirit. It was not many days before flying, distressing rumors reached us of anticipated trouble to General Bragg's main force. Ho sent General Leadbetter up with two brigades to reinforce, with others to attack tho enemy's works. Divested of all discretion it then scorned a point of honor that tbo assauH must be made. After receiving the instructions conveyed by General Leadbetter, and explaining to him tho condition of our affairs, I consented, if he could find the point which be could say was really assailable, the attack might bo made. His first idea- was to attack on the Northwest, and General Jenkins, commanding in that quarter, with General E. P. Alexander, my Chief of Artillery, were ordered to assist General Leadbetter in his recon- noisance. After a more thorough examination ho determined upon Fort Saunders as the most assailable and or- , ders were accordingly issued. I met Major Goggin, of McLaw's Dl- j vision staff, riding down from the iortv who reported- to me that it was entirely •> useless for the troops to go on, as the works were so strongly protected by not- work of wire that they could not force their way .in. Upon this report I ordered a recall. General H. R. Johnson, who was marching with his troops at my side, begged that he bo allowed to go on, but, accepting Major Goggin's information as reliable, I. ordered him to march his troops back to camp. General Anderson's troops were so far advanced that they reached the ditch before the recall was given him, and he sustained severe loss before he could disengage his men. Subsequent information leaves very little ro6m to doubt of our success had we pushed our orders to the end. The following day a bearer of dispatches from General Grant to General Burnside was captured, having an autograph letter from the former to the latter, stating that three columns were then en route to succor the latter—one by the south side, one by Durham, and one by Cumberland Gap, under Generals Sherman, Elliott and Foster. Upon the approach of General Sherman we drew off, marched around to the southwest, up the west branch of the Holston to- look after the column reported coming via tho Cumberland Gap. The day after leaving Knoxville the infantry, so long 1 expected from Southwest Virginia, met ua on our march. At Eogersville our column halted and our trains were sent in search of supplies. On the 12th of December wo wore informed that the column under General Sherman had begun to countermarch and was on its way back to General Grant. The next day we countermarched and moved back, hoping to take up'some of the troops that had ventured out in pursuit of us. RANDOM SHOTS. . . A SOLDIER'S monument has been erected on Memorial Heights, Winstead, Ct. THE Division of Michigan, Sons of Veterans, number 143 camps, with 3,38? members. . RELIC-SELLERS at Gettysburg are said to import wagon-loads of junk_Jrom_. Tor battle relics. GENERAL BELKNAP once remarked: "I"' can say (as I think no other man can say) that there is practically no capacity in the United States army in which I have not at some time served. I began as a 'high private in the rear rank,' and thereafter successively served as corporal, as sergeant (in each several grade), as Lieutenant, as Captain, and so on to General, and finally as Secretary of War." ; Mas. R. F. WEIB, wife of the profea* sor of chemistry and surgery in the Col* lego of Physicians and Surgeons, died recently at Milan. She was an Amer» ican woman, widely known, and during: the civil war was a hospl tnl nurse at Frederick City, M'd., where wounded Federal soldiers and captured Confeo>r-. ates were tenderly cared for by her. SX* was then Miss Marie Washington Wo* Pherson and .many old soldiers of bptl> armies remember her with affectionate} regard. CHRISTIAN CONBAD, who dwells OB A , farm near Manchester, Ia,, has just celebrated his one hundred and tenth birth,* day. He served in the war of 1812, an$ ; took part in the battle on Lake Erie, • September 10, 1818, which resulted ift • such- complete victory for Perry that* the lattep enthusiastically sent to (Jen* eral Harrison bis historic dispatch: '*We, have met the enemy, and they i Conrad is the father of eleven who are ajl alive, and range in age fj thirty to fifty-eight years. Wii-MAW ToMpKjjra, of Cohooton, ', servjd .in the Union army fr«uj: the o^ose of the war, and partieip* all the bloodiest battles, escaping f?| out the slightest wound- He was a;' senger on the train, some years age,! wg,s wrecked w|th such ftpnalliajfj J ^ life at Angola, and was not ' ' was one of five men in a log i north branch of the 8u8q\ or six years apo, and was i that escaped with his llfe^ week while attempting to* in pasture, the anittifti I " 5>e 4\ed from 1

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