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RD,a. m.a. in.i p in t p. m p. m.p. mrnrtisedvithinmnee.M.3,aysotice,1. w.Ka*tRoadt Irval*o,}. W.Ea*rWentlick-h is. M.lackandThe1 levs noIferBY A. ORl'HANT.I Wdtten while lying in the jail at Franklin, PaMfiecture on History—No. 3.BY PROFESSOR PKDHETK.Having just returned from Philadelphia,whither I went as a special reporter of the^ yt iit nu wuuc iin tut; juuht rmrKnii, rnM . i • a rbeirg suggested by orders frcm the keeper to “Stop Record, and to render such assistance asBinding,” (our only amusement), “or T will put 1 could towards driving the Southern Statesis will j jOU jn the lower cells”—Dark, loathsome places, entirely out of the Union, I find myself oninlem-of anth,thaticaovethisunfit for the worst criminals.)Sitting in our prison cell,The weary day so longListen, men of freedom,The burthen of my song.Calmly read my story,Lightly judge the wrong; I'll soon be out of Fraid'h'ti,ora-Far from the busy tbiong;Who daily stand below us,bars—F.ie3l!ydike astronomers,Gazing at the stirs!Perhaps you'll sometime be here:Then, camping side the door,Newnfapers for your bedding,Cpon the filthy floor;You’ll know how we are far,nlt;i:Aye, shiverog every ni^bt’Midst rag* and d rt:—so wearing!ThisDGlancing through the bars,Up towards tho town,Ilehold! the jai'or comes;O ise those lively sounds“Stop your cing'ng. Charley,Aye, all of you keep still;E’se you’ll lay in cfungeous,Loathsome, dark and chill;You’ve no busine s with a heart!Hush those strains of muthlIIow daie you attempt a song?Or to your joy give birth ?”That I should lire to «eethisDay, is h.range indeed to me;Hut keep your hearts yet light, From this we’ll soon be free.Then with ftiends, companions,Our interrupted songBhnll go on to the end,And all oir joys prolongFranklin, Pa., Sept. 7tb. ’66.There are very few places of the size ofPi thole with so manyn ten ces—somany of the comforts, necessary comforts, ifwe may so speak, tis we 4tave in our yearl-my return to the classic shades of Pitbole,suffering from a severe aftack of opthalmia.and a bad state of health generally. Thisis owing somewhat to the arduous duties Iwas called upon to perform, and the convivial bouts in which I participated withmembersbodvLoyalists’ Convention. 1 was out on a spreewith Horace Greeley the night before I cameawayHorace can s;ng a bacchanaliananybodyside of the Swordsman's Club. I like theold fellow; he speaks well of my lectures.He offered me a large salary to take chargeof the historical department of the Tribune.f have the matter now under consideration.I acted as a delegate. There was no onepresent from Florida, and I was requestedby the committee of arrangements to represent that State. I was told by the prominent men. who do the wire-working, that itdidn’t make any difference whether T livedthere or not, if I would only go into theconvention and tell how much I had suffered for my Union principles at ihe hands ofrebelsthatI did not think Florida ought to be allowedo resume her place in the Union, until after the next Presidential election. I actedaccording to instructions. My eloquentspeech was greeted with rapturous applause.and everv eve was suffused with tears whenI told of the sufferings T had endured for mvdevotion to the old flag. The ‘*old flagdodge is a good one. It never fails to bringThaverto coriThfgivesall raci pi eties rcter, 8;down the house. I know the TrHuine.which is our loval Hilda, once called it“hate’s polluted lag.” hut that was a longtime ago. and we don’t like to hear ahoutit any more than we like to hear about thlt;ing town. Chief among the latter we mention the Hath House of Miller Macintyre,six teen-starred flag which we flaunted to thebieoze in the davH of •• Fremont and Jessie,”No. 9 Holnrden street. Here a man canor the petitions our long-haired clergvmenbea clean shave aused to circulate among school children andwarm or cold bath, be waited upon by politeat sewing-circles. for a peaceable dissolutionof the Union on Recount of the great sin ofand attentive ushers, and make his exit, al- slavery. That was a Ion? time ago, andmost another being. The beauties of clean-vat this es-nobodv but copperheads ever remind us ofthose days. The Union is our war cry now.ng’, I tabllebment. Everything is in excellent end if we can only get a now lease of newerry bySta itsforwaai15riMIFPRATsolved will siDatlt;The*nwi* a of th«* and viPatiBeSrOffi4on
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Pithole City Daily Record
Pithole City, Pennsylvania, US
Sat, Sep 08, 1866
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