The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1863-12-29


70 control the mob.
General Butler, in bis soreness
manner replied
Give my eomplements 10 Uen
Williams. and tell him, Il be fiads be
cannot control The mob 10 opep upon
them with artillery.
"The Mayor AID lis friends sptang
10 their feet IL consiernsaiou.
" Don't do thai, General exclaim-
cd the MAJ or.
Why not rtntlemen." said the
general. The mob must be controlled.
We can't have disturbance in the
street"
Shall ] 90 out and speak 10 the
people z" asked the Mayor.
Anything YOU please. gentlemen,
+" ] only insist that order be maintain
ed on the public streets"
The Mayor and other gentlemen
address the crowd; and as their re.
marks were enforced by the runor OF
Gen. Buffers order, there was tenn
porary luII in the storm. The crowd
remained, however vast, fierce and
sulen."
When the yellow fever season came
on some OF lhe army officers began TO
seek furloughs. Not all of them yot
off as cheaply as The lieutenant of whom
the following story is told
Enter, a bluff, rosy lieutenant, the
picture Of robust health, bearing in
his hand a doctors certificate, which
declared that the lieutenant could not
live thirty days longer in such a eli
mate as thai of Louisiana. Tie Gen.
eral looked at the man in some amaze
meni.
You see, General sa d The lieu
tenant, " that the surgeon Of my reg
.iment says ! can't live thirty days in
New Orleans.
"Do you think SO? I" asked the Gen.
eral, looking him steadily in the face.
"Well. General" replied tile officer,
with manifest abatement OF conf
dence in his case, shouldn't wonder
If the surgeon was right"
81 propose TO try the experiment.
said the General. IL ihlnk you'll
live. But if should prose wrong,
Ill ask the surgeon> pardon II he Is
wrong he shall apologize 10 ue.'
We make room for one more extract,
whicl presents tie general at his daily
office in New Orleans. He went
lhiihcc, in some stale, at nine o'clock
in The morning, aud found always a
crowd watching 10 see him.
" The office was large room, iur
nished with little more dian Il long ta-
bic and u few CHAIRS. Ia one conner.
behind the table, sat, upob,erved, a
short.hand reporter, who at signal
from the general would take down the
examination OF an applicant or an in
former. The general Legan business
by placing his pistol upon The tnble
within easy reach. Alter the detec
ton OF two or three plots TO assassin
ATE him, one OF the AIDS caused little
shelf to be made under The table ioI
the pistol, while another pistol, III load
ed, lay upon the table, " hich any gen
tlcman disposed TO attempt he game
Of assassination vas at liberty to
snatch.
THAT single loaded pistol, carried
in a pocket or laid upon shelf, was
Gen. Buffers sole plecaulion against
assassination ia community of whom
Il majority would have treated his
as patriotic hero, and re-
warded him with lonor ard With
wealth. But that precarion sufliced.
Chace gave him the reputation Of a
dead shot, and every nan who observ-
ed his moyem, nts could infer that his
Of his pis'sl would be quick
and dextrous. He was riding along
one day, with numerous relinue,
where some orange trees, loaded with
fruit, hung over walI. As he rode
by he took out his pistol and, aiming
at a twig which sustained three fine
oranges, severed he twig, and brought
the game rolling on the ground. II
was chance shot, which, probably,
he could no; have equaled in ten trials.
But il answered The purpose of Civ
ing the impression that he was The
best shot IN NeN Orleans. Yet il Was
that no one attempted his
assassination. lie went everywhere
with one attendant. or with none
Ills apparent car lcssness was a daily
invitation TO the assassin.