Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1881-08-13
rT LETTER FROM BALrIMoRE.-One

E LETTER FROM DALrIMoRE.-One
of our esteemed friends of Baltimore,
A. w. H., native of this county, wrote
US privately few days ago, from which
We extract the following, aul for doing
so he will please pardon us =
The people breathe once more and as
each bulletin brings better news from tho
White House the puISe of the nation beats
steadier and stronger. But Guiteau's pis-
tol was 4 strong one and he aimed better
than he knew. he did what the-wisest poll
ticians have failed to TO. He shot Conk-
ling dead, dead, dead. He helped 'that
woman" kill Plat. lie fired chain shot
that bound together the hearts OF the ma
ton in perfect union Of sympathy and
love. lie Shot two hundred and fifty thou
sand dollars into Mrs. Garheld'S pocket.
He fired the shell that burst into thou
sand fragments the fectional fiend that
was choking patriotism. He gave the
signal for the North and South TO grasp
warm hands and shed their tears together
by the Presidents bedside. We live in 4
strange country and in strange times.
Lincoln the patriot and Garfield the pa
triot and statesman fall by the hands OF
aSSaSSins. Grant the COrruptionist and
Hayes the fraud live in peace aud prosper
ity. For in spite Of the New York Herald
and the Capitol, Garfield is a good man--
in the strongest and best sense he is good.
/ saw him inaEguratcd, the little gray
haired mother-and the noble hearted wife
stood smiling in the sunlight and just 10
! his left, his eye in fine frenzy voting,
one curl on his forehead and one on
/ his lip, his whole face and attitude eN-
! presSivc OF 4 "hig diguit' stood Conkling,
/ he the one big blot on scene Of beauty
| and peace, and the fight be commenced
! there ended in the Il. & II depot when
] Cluiteau fired his pistol. BHt thank God no
| Southern man Is raised up in it; no chance
! for the waving of the bloody shirt; no
! chance for the cry of "Rehcl.' But it
seems 10 me some OF our newspapers aro
! in a tremendous hurry 10 say "no plot
"no conspiracy Lets wait awhile; wait
! until after the trial wait until the torture
| If needs bc force the truth from the assas-
sin. Have we Macbeth n our landy We
| will see.
Occasionally we see Jefrcrsonan on
| our streets, just now on the shady side OF
| Baltimore street we met two familiar
faces, Col. +. VI. Lakeland and VIM. l..
| Wilson, Esq, ont for vacation. Two
! first-claSs representatives from the county
| that produces the best men and the pret-
tiest women in the world. BON voyage
TO them.
Send me the Register. miss it.
rEy- SAD DEArn.-A late number of tao
Lutheran Visitor, published by Rey. j.
Hawkins, at Prosperity, South Carolina,
and father of the subject of the following
obituary, contains the following obituary
notice. Rev j. Hawkins was former
pastor of the Lutheran Church Of this
town, and ''littlc Joe" Is still remembered
by many Of our citizens as bright and
sprightly child. The parents have tho
sympathy of our community in their be-
rcavcmcnt:-
"At Prosperity, s. c., Juno Goth, Jo-
seph w. Hawkins son of the editor OF tho
Lutheran visitor, aged Ii years, months
and l6 days.
The deceased was a manly, noble boy, OF
more than ordinary talent, and gave prom
| isc of great usefulness in life, He was
very fond Of reading, and spent much OF
his time in the pertIsal OF books Of general
information. Ills father procured a copy
of the Revised New Testament some two
weeks ago. and Joseph read and compared
it with the old nearly half through pre-
vious 10 his death.
On Monday last, in his usual health and
accustomed fine spirits, he assisted his
mother in preparing dinner, and little
before noon, he began To prepare to attend
the funeral Of lady he dearly loved aud
while washing, tainted and fell into the
towel which hung on rack, aud was
choked breathless. When found lac was
apparently dead, but revived. Three OF
best physicians tried for three hours 10
restore the circulation of blood but all ef-
forts failed, and after writhing In pain for
four hours he died. His death has cast n
gloom over the community, and the fami-
ly have the deepest sympathy Of all who
knew the bright, promising boy.
X. II. o.