Rutland weekly herald. [volume] (Rutland, Vt.) 1859-1877, 1863-12-24
The man was silent.

NEUTRALITY-SUSPICIOUS.
The column pushed on again, but very
slowly, After going some dlstlnce the
lieutenant perceived that one man who
had been particularly voeiierous, was
within clutching distance.
'Halt Bring in that man" pointing
him out.
The man was seized and placed within
the column. He continued to shout but
lowered bayonet brought HIM to his
senses, also.
The column pushed on again, and lodg-
ed the Judge and the two prisoners safely
in the impregnable custom house, the cit
adel of New Orleans. The company
marched back in the same order through
the crowd, as silent as funeral, 10 use
the lieutenaut's own woris.
The scene was was witnessed from the
windows of the st. Charles by Gen. But
ler and his staff, and by the Mayor and
his friends, the conference being suspended
by common consent. The Gen. informs
| me that the hrmness of Lieutenant Kins-
man on this occasion, aided by the soldier
| ly steadiness of his troops, and the perfect
GOODNESS of their officers, contributed
most essentially to tho subjugation of the
mob of New Orleans. 1t was never
so rampant again. The company was
Capt Paige's of the 3lst Massachusetts,.
When the yellow fever season came on
some of the army officers began to seek
furloughs. Not all of them got off as
cheaply as the lieutenant Of whom the fol-
lowing story is told:
&C Enter, bluff, rosy lieutenant, the
picture of robust health, bearing in his
band doctors certificate, which declared
/ that the lieutenant could not live thirty
DAYS longer in such climate as that of
Louisiana. The General looked at the
man in some amazement.
os You see, General said the lieuten-
ant, that the surgeon of my regiment
says | can't live thirty days in New Or
leans
asDo you think so 2" asked the Gen
eral, looking him stead ly in the face.
OK Well, General replied the officer
with manifest abatement of confidence
in his case, shouldn't wonder if the sur.
geon was right
g g propose to try the experiment,
said the General. think you'll live
But If should prove wrong, I'll ask thu
surgeons pardon. Ifhe is wrong he shall
| apologize to me. >"
We make room for one more extract
; which presents the General at his dali,
, Office in New Orleans. He went thither
/, 1 - rNalo,ly tho yaA
, ing, and found always a crowd watchln
to see me.
. 1.-The Office was large room, furnish
Q cd with little more than long table an
: a few chairs. In one corner, behind tn
n table, sat, unobserved, a short hand r,
n porter, who at a signal from the generi
r would take down the examination of a
h applicant or an informer. The gener
began business by placing his pistol upc
10 the table within easy reach. After tt
d detection Of two or three plots to ASSASSIN
t ate him, one of the aids caused lit
shelf to be made under the table for Il
a pistol, while another pistol, unloaded, Ia
r upon the table, which any gentleman di
to posed to attempt the game of assassin
Ds ton was at liberty to snatch.
ID 'That single loaded pistol, carried in
n pocket or laid upon shelf, was Ge
Buffers sole precaution against assassin
O. ton in community of whom MAORI
Q, would have treated his murderer as a P
ct triotic hero. and rewarded him with no
if or and with wealth. But that preca
ton sufficed. Chance gave him the rep
an tation of being dead shot, and eve
I'd man who observed his movements cou
! infer that his handling Of his pistol wor
he be quick and dexterous. He was ridi
er along one day, with numerous retln'
es where some orange trees, loaded W
fruit, hung over WALL As he rode
IS he took out his pistol, and, aiming at
ill twig which sustained three fine Crane
GU severed tho twig, and brought the ga
rolling to the ground. 1t was chal
ill shot, which, probably, he could not h'
equalled in ten trials. But it answer
en- the purpose of giving the impression t
raj he was the best shot in New Orleans.
it was surprising that no one attempt
on his assassination. He went everywh
mt with one attendant, or with none.
u.s. apparent carelessness was daily invi
re, ton to the assassin.