Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1866-06-23
Cougre sssuen in Straits.

FROM the Southwest, met'uith many IN
cidents so,no Of them quite amusing, in
their lfnris 10 reach home after the iaIl
of the Coniederacy. In Columbus, Ga.
Mr.. Herbert, of Texas, anxious to es-
cape party of Federals that were said TO
be approaching, hurried TO livery stable
to procure hor.e. but was refused. In
order 10 strengthen his application, he
then stated that he was member OF Con-
gress whereppon some Yankee soldiers
who were IN hearing but had not been
nuiiceG by nm, told him he was the KIND
Of man they wanted, and took him IN Gus
sody and the officer Of the squad went
TO reporl his capture. AT this time an &C.
au4inlance OF Mr Herberl's coming up,
Mr.. II, told bim as a rich joke. laughing
heartily ,he while. tha! lie bad been pass.
ing himself of a. a member Of Congress
from Texas, and That these men thought
.hey had somebody The friend catch
ing the hint. entered into the joke. aud
re peaied il with much mcrrlment 10 the
next arrival, who also seemed greatly
amused that their Old townsman had sud
denly become member Of Congress,
from Texas Thinking they had been
"sold." tie soldiers told Mr. Herbert to
20, which b. lost 30 time in doing.
Seversl Of the members passed them.
selves ss parOled soldiers, and were trans
eporled as such without detection, on
government steamers. 10 points nea; their
homes. OF lhese were Mr.. Perkins and
Mr.. Wiglsl. The latter in disguise thai
precIuded all sus picion, entered freely in.
to'conversston with the soldiers Of the
guard; and in she course Of ihe converse
iion asked what they would do with old
WiefaIi if they were TO catch him. "Oh
We " uould hang him. certain" was the re.
ply. "And you would serve him right.
replied Wigfsll. "If should be with
you have no doubt should be pulling
at The end Of the rope mysef." The
double entendre was not suspected, anc
its wi, was therefore lost, but is woris
producing now.-RichmOnd Enqairsr.
Life is but deaths veslbule and ou.
piIgrimsge on earth is but short journey
10 the grave. The pulse that preserves
our beng beats our dead march, and the
blood abich circusles our lie is floating
It onward 10 the depths Of death. To
day We see our friends in beallh to-mor
row we hear Of their decease. We clasp
ed The hand Of The strong man but yeslsr
day, and to-day We close his eyes. We
rode in chariot OF comfort but an houI
ago, and in few more hours The las
black chariot must convey Us to the home
OF sII HE living. Oh. how. clcssly aliec
is death 10 life The lamb that sport
eth in lhe field must coon feel the knife
The OK that loweth in the pasture is fat
tening for the slaughter. Trees do ba
grow that ihey may be feIled. Yes, and
greater things than these feel death. En-
pires rise and flourish they flourish bu
10 decay, they rise but to fall.
How often do We take up the volume
of history and read Of the lise and fail o
empiTes We hear of The coronation and
JesIh of kings. DeaIh is ihe black sci.
want ho rides behind the chariot Of life
See lie, and death is close behind IT,
Death reache,h far !hroughou, the world
and hath stamped all serresrisl ,hings
unb the broad arrow Of the grave. Stars
die mayhsp; II is said that conasgra'ion.
have been seen lar o6 in the ether, and
astronomers have marked the funerals oI
other worlds-lhe decay of those mighty
orbs that we have imagined set forever in
sockets Of silver to pllsIen as the lamps
of eternity. Blu, blessed be God, there is
one place where death is no, lies broth.
err where life reigns alone ",o live"
is not ,he FIRST syllable which is TO be fol
lowed by The nex,, ITO die" There is a
land where The death knels are never
lolled, where winding sheets are never
woven, where graves al never dug.
Blest land beyond the SKIES. To reach
II we must die.-Spurgeon.