Union County star and Lewisburg chronicle. [volume] (Lewisburg, Pa.) 1859-1864, 1864-06-03
Three Days in Cumberland Valley,
and East of 1t.

ana East OF II.
'T1s A QUARTER OF A CENTURY SINCE
1t is singular what a train of long dor
mant recollec'ions are awakened at tunes,
by ,rifing incident.
Between Gettysburg and Petersburg,
coming up a gentle bill, my attention was
suddenly drawn to a small house, on .
corner Of crossroads, having q "stoop" in
front along its first storey. The fact
flashed across my mind that it was Col.
Baltzar Snyder's tavern stand. Unknown
and un,hought Of, our landlord had sent
US on the very road had travelled on my
only previous visit to the regiou-ye'
nothing, from Carlisle to Gettysburg, did
| recognize, save that dingy old house,
ths. had forgotteu so many, many years
The way of that imprin, on my memory
as I find BY refreshing myself with the
dates, at home-was on this wise.
Just before becoming of age (like most
careless, fearless, wandering YOUTH de-
sired to see more Of this vain world, and
got as far as Harrisburg by stage. A,
that time, there was very little work to be
had, and my money was pretty nearly
"all" However, one 6ne day in Spring,
I turned southwark for q foot voyage TO
Mount Veruon-pack on my back, staff 10
hand, generally bread and cheese in pocket,
my drink when dry in any brook or spring
alotg my track Thus provided, | made
my journey, going FROM ii to 80 miles a
day, Satisfying myself, now, that then
| might have made a soldier) My frs.
days record names Allen, Penusborough,
Silver sprDg-(no shirmsns'own, nor
Merchandising or "Pinehgut" them
"Hogtown," (Hougetoxn, now)-klngs-
ton, Middlesex, Penrose's Mills. Sunday
in Carlisle o, 10Th March, passed over
South Mountain, where the snow was two
to three feet deep, and, melting, had
saeIIed bridgeless branch Of the Yellow
Breeches creek: | jumped over, at the
cost Of a grievous rent in my apparel,
while my travelling companion (who lived
near BY missed, aud fell into the water.
(It seemed impossible to realize that where
we two bad logged over that silent noun
tain, and through the "slush," joking and
chatting all alone, quarter Of century
after there should throng a huge army of
grisly enemies of our country, provided
with every engine Of death, and followed
10 opposition by brother Americaus-per-
haps from my own town. "At Peters
burg, . pretty little lady gave me one Of
the best cold bites ever did hive"
perhaps she is now the lapdlady who
just entertained US SO we'll, aud who has
son 10 the army.) "After dark, stopped
a. Snydsr's tavern, in Heideiburg, and
dried my feet. A noisy Loco there, who
declared that the Wings we're like the
Federalists and Tories-Would never fight
for the country: but he was shut up by
some one referring to a company from the
region in the war of 1872, which bad four
Democrsts only, two of whom deserted at
the first danger, Of whom the last speaker
was One!" (Such braggarts adOru our day.
At Gettysburg, was kindly directed by
gentleman Of foreign birth, (whose son-iu-
law first happened to meet, and who was
equally polite, 90 my next trip to the
pIace) Visited the school of an old.time
teacher, (whose friends yesterday accom-
panied US to the battle field Expressed
, hope that Thad Stevens would have a
wider range of influence by virtue Of po.
'i,ion, aud would BE- f,l. on the Slavery
question, (aud to-day, delegated by Lar-
,aster, a. Administration leader of the
over House 10 Congress, Stevens is the
giant adversary Of the Slave Power)
Now, of all that long, dreary walk from
Carlisle to Gettysburg, l remember much
u general, but no particular point, thing,
'r person, except Ba,z,r's plain taveru-
lot even BaI'zar himself, who l believe
,as passed away. Then | was mostly
'lone-but have company, now, who then
had never seen. Tired and hungry as
was that dismal day, l enjoyed my plain
are better than l now digest tavern bills
It 81 so, and $40 per diem carriage rides
o this pleasant May. The quarter of
century since l trudged along here, has
'eeu big With events-it is long time to
% back to, step BY step, and fill up the
ears and seasons and months and weeks
nd nights aud hours and moments between
yet, starting back at bound, i. seems
'ut as yesterday, aud my heart as young
s ever.-So much for the "reminiscences |
wakened BY that old tavern stand
1T would be tiresome to travel over
gain, in mind, my jauus to Mount Yer.
on, suggested by that isolated, t.lismsnic,
swakener. Allow me to add
hat at Gettysburg | 6rst saw, at . funeral,
ONE Of the Amish or Dunkards their