Litchfield enquirer., 1862-09-11
Letter from Orpheus c. Kerr.
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 Andrew Jackson at New Orleans, have calle' spon you to do something for your adopted country; but as my friend Andrew was partic ular to make his proclamation read free ne groes.' there can be no parallel between the tw' eases further. Therefore, return to your mas tsrs, my children, and tell them that the United States of America wars not against them rightl ef which you are part Col And remem bsr, that ss Gradual Emancipation is about te come off, you will soon know the juicy richness of being free to visit all parts of the world ex sspt those not included in she pleasing map o Nova Zembla."
 The contrabands departed, my boy, in blissfu psofasion, and many of them are undoubtedly happy enongh now. Happier, my boy, thar they could hope to be if suffered to remain ir this conservative and constitutional world.
 While the Macksrels were coming out of fthsil Aolea and polishing their shovsls fer the march I sbssrved that the General walked thoughtful g to hls tent, in deep silence. l found Captain William Brown sxpslling two reporters from th, lines. lest they shsuld prsmaturely dvulge the movement then going on to the Confederacy ssatsd on an adjacent fence, and says tc him:
 Tell me, my frsry warrior. whereof is it that ths ehieftain seeks his solitary tsntr r'
 ~Ahr said William, rsversntly." it is to pray for the eause of liberty and the rights of man aftsr the manner of George Washington, Noun Vernon, Virginia. Come with me, my chsrub s.ys William. piously, "and you shall see mar tial greatness in touching aspect"
 We went softly to the tent together, my boy and there bshsld the beloved General of tn Macksrel Brigade. with his face devoutly up turned. my boy, bat we could see something in tsrveuing between his countenancc and the sky and discovered, upon close inspection, that il was tumblsr. Can it be. my boy, that th good man thought that Heaven, like any dis tant earthly object, could be brought nearer b, looking toward it through . glasss Here ii food for thought my boy-here is food fo thought.
 And now. Commodore Head having fshsd hi iron-clad feet from the tempestuous bosom o Duck Lake. and everything being in readiness the march of the Mackerel Brigade commenced with silence SO intense that we could distinct ly hear all that anybody said.
 First came delegation of political chan, from the Sixth Ward. converting with each oth CT on the state sf the country, and considering eight hundred and forty excellent plans for say inn the Union, and getting up straight out hckst .,-...-. ..-s ...
 TAsu sppsard the idolissd General of the Maekerel Brigade. modestly uprising to receive all thsleredit fer this skillfnl movement, and as suring his staff that he really would not prefe' to bs President of the United States in 1865.
 Followed by Conmodsre Head. with his squadron on his shoulders, swearing as usual iu his sifen-platsd manner. and vowing to capture Vicksbuzg before he was twenty years older.
 Thsn advanced Captain William Brown, Els. ksvire, Captain Bob Shorty. and Captain Sam. yals sarnith. each indignantly rejecting the dsa'that this movement was . retreat, and ex. prsaslng the hope that Wendell Philips would ss iqnsdiatsly hung forit.
 Then came . train of wagons containing sll shs provisioss that could not be thrown away.
 sncsssasd by the Macksrel Brigade with shessle as shoulder arms, and noses suggest sss q stfa"bsrry patches in the balmy month sfJnna