Baton Rouge tri-weekly gazette & comet. [volume] (Baton Rouge, La.) 1865-18??, 1865-07-04
Artemus Ward i'm Richmond.
RICHMOND.

a few days arter the city catterpil
lertulated.
| My naburs seemed surprised &
astonisht at this DARN bravery onto
the part of man at my time of life,
but our family was never know'd to
quale in dangers stormy hour.
My father was a sutler in the
Revolootion War. Ny father once
had a intervoo with Gin'ral La
Fayette.
He asked La Fayette to lend him
five dollars, promisin' to pay him
in the fall; but LAZY said be couldn't
see it in those lamps" LAZY was
French, and his knowledge of our
langwidge was little shaky.
Immejutly on my rival here, |
perceded to the Spotswood House,
and, calling to my assistants q young
man from our town who writes a
good runnin' hand, put my orto-
graph on the register, and handin'
my umbrella to a bald-headed man
behind the counter, who | s'posed
was Mr.. Spotswood. said, "Spotsy,
how does she run 2"
He called a culIed person, and
said
Show the gen'lman to the COW.
yard, and Civ him cart number L."
"Isn't Grant here :" | said. per
haps Ulyssis wouldn't mind my
turnin' 10 with him."
''Do you know the Gin'ral ?" in.
quired Mr.. Spottswood. 0
wall, no, not 'zackly, but he'll
remember me. His brother.in laws
aunt bought her rye meal of my
uncle Levi all one winter. My mn
Gle Lewis rye meal was
Epoch pooh !" said Spotsy, "dont
bother me-" and he shuved my um-
brella onto the floor. Obsaryin' to
him not to be so keerless with that
wepin, | accompanied the African
to my lodgins.
"My brother" / sed, "air you
aware that you've ben 'mancipated !?
Do you realize how glorious 1t is to
be free? Tell me, my dear brother,
does it not seem like some dreams,
or do you realize the great fact in
all its livin' and holy magnitood?'
He sed he would take some gin.
] was showed to the cow-yard
and laid down under one mule cart.
The hotel was orful crowded, and |
was sorry ! hadn't gone to the
Libby Prison. Tho / should hav'
slept comf'ble enutf if the bed
clothes hadn't bin pulled off me
durin' the night by scoundrel who
cum and hitched a mule to the cart
and druv it off. I thus lost my
cuverin', and my throat felt a little
husky this mornin'.
Gin'ral HaIleck offers me the
hospitality of the city, givin' me my
choice of hospitals.
He has also very kindly placed
at my disposal a smallpox am
bulance.
UNION SENTIMENT.
There is rally great deal Of
Union sentiment in this city. I see
it on every hand.
met a man to-day am not at
liberty to tell his name, but he is
an old and infooentooiaI citizen of
Richmond, and seq he: "Why, we've
bin fghtin' again the flag Lor
bless me, how singular |" He then
borrer'd five dollars of me and bust
in food of tears.
Sed another Ca man of standin'
and formerly bitter rebuel), "Let
us at once stop this effooshun of
Blud ! The Old Flag is good enuff
for me- "s;r," he added, "you air
from the North Have you a dough.
nut or piece Of custard pie about
you 7"
| told him no, but l knew man
from Varmont, who had just or
gained q sort of restaurant, where
he could 60 and make very com
Portable breakfast on New England
rum and cheese. He borrowed fifty
cents of me, and, askin' me to send
him VIM. Lloyd Garrison's ambro.
type as soon as ! got home, be
walked of.
Said another, There's bin a tire.
mendous Union feelin' here from the
fust. But we was kept down by
rain of terror. Have you da,
guerreotype Of Wendell Phillips
about your person ? and will you
lend me four dollars for u few days
till we air once more a happy and
united people,
JEFF. DAVIS.
JEFF. Davis is not poplar here.