The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1908-05-28

to me, and to these keen practised poll
ticians it would appear very presump-
tuous in me to write about them. was
uneasy. Sam Ward called in the morn
ing. you will find them ordinary
peOple-goOd honest folk most of them.
Chase is a remarkable man and worth
talking TO. He won't praise all his col
leagues. Cameron is as cute as any
Yankee alive or dead Smith and Co.
are just respectable people"
Senator Sumner large man with a
fine presence and imposing I*anner.
also favored me with visit and talked
a good deal about opinion in England.
He broke out with an emphatic "Nev-
err" when / spoke of the possibilities
Of armed conflict between the seeding
States and the government. Never!
They are too crafty. Bullies, Brag-
CARTS. They would be assassins, some
of them, if they dared, but fair fight
never,"
The most difficult of the politicians,
of whom l met many every day, was
Senator Douglas, not that he was am
biguous in speech, but that he was so
subtle and OVERLOOKING. A small man
with large head and flashing eyes
full of energy-''the Little Giant" as
he was called. Just returned from a
political tour, he was full of his theo-
ries-totus i'm illis-but he was an all
round man and one of the finest speak
ers In America
The news of the bombardment to my
utter establishment, seemed to give the
utmost satisfaction at the Eutaw House
in Baltimore. Next day, at 2 p. M,
hurried on board the steamer for Nor
folk, and arrived early next morning,
and put up at the Atlantic Hotel. 'Yes,
sir. Fort Sumter has surrendered, The
Yankees are prisoners Have drink"
Telegram after telegram-a rush from
every room as each was put up. There
was one man in the coffee-room next
morning at breakfast. sat at the same
table and exchanged some remarks with
him. but he was not inclined to talk
import. 1t was only when / saw his
portrait later that knew it was Gen
eral Robert Lee.
We came out at last, passing an
awful Slough of Despond, called Lake
Drummond, on a miserable land. No
more alligators or turtles were visible,
but wretched-looking people, exceeding
pale and tall, thin and ribbed like the
sea sand," were gathered at the sta
lions in riotous spirits. There were
myriads of very frisky pigs everywhere,
often on the line. ''These pigs are very
thin" said i to the engineer. Don't
you know that ii takes three North
Carolina pigs to make a shadow"
quoth he. That engineer was a rabid
secessionist-also an ardent sportsman.
He wanted to draw bead" on "Abe,"
Sumner, and the lot of them, and he
impaired TO me at intervals curious in
forma lion about wild turkeys, deer and
bear, to which paid Indifferent atten-
ton. as / was anxious he should not
neglect his driving At Blackwater Sta
ton some thirty or forty men i'm vari-
Gus uniforms, fine fighting material to
look at, the JEFF Davis Guards" were
going on to glory and Richmond, and
preparing for the journey by copious
libations. And so on, though North
Carolina had not seeded. there were
militia or volunteers on the warpath
at every station. Were bound to go !.
Hurrah for jeff Davis.'
AS the train progressed southwards
the country and the people improved in
appearance. The enthusiasm for Jeff
Davis" was unbounded, especially
among the women, who waved Ccnfed-
crate flags from the log houses in the
little villages.
At Goldsborough the insurrectionary
Juror was at It's height. North Caro-
lima was arraying her forces to seize
| the Federal forts on her coast-an
armed mob, bands playing "Dixie's
Land" followed by yelling crowds,
filed the streets. Flags-"the S.ars
and Bars"-waved on all sides women
held them aloft from windows and
doorways, and threw garlands of Cow
ers to the warriors.-Sir William How
ard Russell in North American Review.