The star of the north. [volume] (Bloomsburg, Pa.) 1849-1866, 1861-11-20
Matters in Washington.

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came off majesticaIy victorious. His beau.
iiul eulogy of his fallen adversary will
touch all hearts:
1.-The star spangIed banner my boy in tri
ump oh shall wave DER the laud of the flea
ana jeff Davis grave. The march of The
Grand Army has commences amid the roar
OF excited cannon and the shrieks OF every
roasting pig aud traiIofous chicken within
reach OF our contiscaling pickles We have
taken the upper Potomac, my boy: by cup
de man, and saw six brigadiers take the
Oath yesterday by hic-cuP de 5randy. My
head swells with patriotic pride when cas-
uay remark that the Mack ere Brigade oc-
cupy the post OF honor 10 the left OF Bull
Run, which they also left on The day we eel
ebrated. The banner which was presented
to by the women OF America and which
it took the orator of the day SIX hours and
} forty minutes 10 describe 10 us we are using
in The shape OF blazing neckties, and when
! the hard-up sun OF Virginia shines upon the
/ glorious red bands around the sagacions
/ necks ol our veterans, ,they all look as though
/ they had just cut their lhroals. The effect
/ is CORY, my boy-exremely CORY and re-
/ spectacle.
Al the special request OF Secretary Sew
ard, who wrote six letters a5ou, it to the
Governors of all The States, have been ap-
/ pointed picket of the army oi Tie upper
| Potomac. In your natural Ignorance, my
boy, you may not know why man is call
ed picket. He is called picket my boy,
because if any body drops pocket book or
watch anywhere, his natural gifs would
cuuse him TO pckii u? If he saw pock-
| ct, he would not pick-ii-oh, no Bu, pick
lt-picket.
The picket my boy, has been an insti
tuition ever since wars began, and his per.
! lis are spoken OF by come OF the high old
poets in these following beautiful lines:
| '.The chap thy tactics doom TO bleed to-day
! Hal be thy reasons wonld he poker play 2
! Pleased 10 The last, he does deal of good,
! And licks the man just sent 10 shed his
blood"
! am weeping, my boy.
While on my lonely beat about an hour
ago, light tread attracted my attention, ,and
on looking up. beheId one of secesh's
| pickets standing before me-
| Soldier" says he, ''you remind me of
my grandmother who expired before was
/ boru, but this uuaatural war has made US
enemies, and must shoot you. Give me
| chaw ter backer.'
He was young man, my boy, in the
| prime OF life and descended from First Fam
! lilies of Virginia. That Is to say his moher
was a virgin At least that's wha, under
stand by the First Families OF Virginia.
looked al him, and says |,
"1et's compromise, my brother"
"Never," says he. ''The South is fight
ing for her liberty, her firesdes, aud the
pursuit of happiness, and ld desire most rs
spectfuy to welcome you with blool y
hands TO a hospiIable grave"
'Stand off Ten paces," says 7 ''and let's
see who shall come before :he coroner first
He took has place aud we fred simulta
neousy. heard ball 20 whstiing by a
barn about quarter of mile on my right
aud when The smoke had cleared away
saw the secesh picker approach me with
an awfol expression OF woe on his otherwise
dirty countenauce.
''Soidier," says he, twas there anything
in my head before YOU fired 81
"Nothing," says | save few harmless
insects"
"I speak not of tsem," says he IVA:
there anything inside Of my head 3
"Noihlng - says |.
"Well," says he, ''iust listen now"
He shook his head mournfully, aud
heard something rattle in it.
"What's that p Texclained.
''Tha,," says he, "is your bullet, which
has penetrated my skull, aud is rolling
around in my brain. die happy, and witt
an empty stomach, but there is one thing
wish 10 see before perish for my country
Have you quarter about yon Z"
Too much affected 10 speak drew the
coin from my pocket and handed il to him
The dying man clnlched ii convulsively
and stared al ii feverlshly.
''ThIs," said be, sis the first quauer
have seen since The fall of Sumter, aud, has
wounded you, should have been totally
unable to give you any quarter. All how
beautiful it is how bright how exquisite,
and good for four drinks But have no
time TO say all feel"
The expiring soldier then laid down hi:
gun hung his cap and overcoat on branch
of a tree, and blew his nose.
He then died
And there stood, my boy ,on that lonelj
beat, looking down upon that fallen type OF
manhood, and thinking how singular II wa:
he had forgotten 10 give me back my quar-
ter The sight and the thought so affected
me, that was obliged TO turn my back OF