The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1869-07-22


The following is the concluding portion of
an address by Gov. Chamberlain in New York
City, July 9Th, at the Reunion of the officers
of the Army of the Potomac
Self denying old army! schooled in the pas
sive virtues no less than in the active-disci-
plined in patience, fortitude, Sclt-control-the
highest lesson Of this life-cheerful readiness
to try again. when it had little reason to hope
that any proper results would flow from its
best endeavor. Dear old army! It's tents are
struck---its fires are dead-folded the banners
that lighted its swelling way--sient the bu-
giles that beckoned to fame across Deaths
ubysses-vanished the embattled hosts that
shone in the morning sun-scattered the
friendly bands that shoulder to shoullerstorm-
ed the gates of glory.
But though sometimes the heart will yearn
for the stirring duties and high companions
ship of the field, yet when think of all the
noble spirits ''passed in battle and in Storm
and how the lonely rivers are still flowing on
tonight, as they did while those restless eyes
gazcd across their sullen waters into the in
finite of manly, glorious achievements heed
ing not now how many hearts are still which
then beat stronger than their tide, thank
God that no bugle at tomorrows dawn shall
wake us to a reveille Of blood.
SO they sleep-by thousands and tens Of
thousands-and the message that was wont
to fall from tlippant lips, comes hushed to
deepest music now, 'All quiet on the Poto-
mae
There is a beautiful belief that within the
mortal body there exists another spiritual
which, enwrapping the subtle essence of be-
ing, preserves our real identity-dimmed and
yelled to mortal view but clear and palpable
in the realm Of soul so, as | gaze with
IL, -
mclts into the vision of that other army which
cas the Army of the Potomac rising like the
mists that once embodied us there. on the
banks of the Potomac, Rappahannock, Chick
ahomlny and James, its right upon the
heights of Gettysburg, and its left upon the
slopes that amphitheatre the sources Of the
AppomattoX, marshaled for the rollcall of
the last great morning.
And | hear voice Of mighty, redeemed
nations, sounding down the comm years,
this is the Army of Liberty forevermore!"
So it rises and stands before me--the glorious
pageant-the ranks are full YOU the living,
they the immortal swelling together the roll
of honor; the great company of heroic souls
who We're and are of the Army of the Poto-
mae. Let me borrow the Prophets tongue,
wrapt with celestial vision: "These are the
living creatures that saw under the God of
Israel by the river of Chebar. And the like
ness of their faces was the same faces which
saw by the river; and they went every one
straight torward!'
CONFESSION OF A MURDERER John w.
More, who recently murdered q Young and
beautiful married woman named McAdams,
at Greenville, H., because she refused to CON
ceal an attempt of his to outrage her person,
has made tho f,I1oyx ,.,I,
he appended an appeal to the people of Hi
to refrain from lynchng him:
son Monday afternoon. July ). | went to
look at my wheat. When / returned GOT off
my horse at the house of Jesse McAdams.
and went on to the porch where his wife was
She was alone and washing. | decoyed her
into the house by asking some questions about
bureau and some books. | then went up to
her. and put my arms around her, and tried
to violate her person. She resisted. threw
her down, and she struggled so that re
leased her. begged her not to tell of it, and
offered her money, but she insisted she would,
and | left her and went to my house, about
one-foulth Of mile east of there; and when
got there sent my wife away and went and
got my clothes and tied them up, and then
thought L would leave the country. But af-
ter started, the idea of leaving my wife and
child seemed more than | could bear, and
went by Mrs. McAdamS' house again, to try
and persuade her to keep my secret. When
went in at the yard gate she saw me and
started to run, / followed after her and beg
ged her not to tell, but she refused, and |
found something must be DONE and struck
her and began to stab her. and finally ended
by cutting her throat
81 then went home and went for my wife.
Went to the wheat field and pulled some
shocks OF wheat apart and set them together,
and pretended to hear Mrs McAdams scream.
and ran to her assistance. ran over more
to assure myself that she was dead than did
to hide my guilt. then ran home and told
my wife that had found her murdered and
gave the alarm to the men in the field"
MAINE EDITORS AND Publishers AssocIA-
TIoN. The sixth annual meeting of this AS
ISOLATION will be held in Portland on Tuesday
and Wednesday, August Sd and 4th.
An address will be delivered by Nelson
Dmgley, Jr., of the Lewiston journal. and a
poem by w. +. S. Whitman, of Gardiner.
There will also be an excursion and COLA
ton at some of the islands in the harbor. and
a Promenade Concert at City HALL
Members will report at Reception Hall, city
building, on Tuesday Sd, at 10 A. NJ.
III. X. MORRILL,, Cor. Sec.
hen | was quite q small boy," saws
Smith, " my father ordered coat from an
lsraellte, and when the garment came home,
it was large enough for two or three of nv
size. The perplexed Jew. after vainly trying
to gather up the fullness in the back with his
hand. so that in front II miobt cot +;ul,+ H.,