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With the present number of The Smoky Hill and Republican Union, our connection with it, editorially and otherwise, ceases. We deem it unnecessary to state the many reasons which have induced us to withdraw from this sheet, as they can be of little consequence to the readers of the Union. When we started the paper, last September, its patrons were assured that it should be a permanent publication, and this pledge will be redeemed. Though, under the circumstances, we find it impossible to longer continue our relation with the paper, it passes into the hands of those who are ever way able and willing to sustain it....Those who succeed us in publishing the Union are young men every way worthy your confidence and support....With these few words, we wish you a Happy New Year, and without a struggle deliver up the Editorial Ghost. -- G. W. Kingsbury.
...The management of the Union has devolved upon those whose names appear as publishers (Wm. S. Blakely, Geo. W. Martin). The retirement of Mr. K., we doubt not, will be regretted by all the readers of the paper....Trusting in an honest purpose, however, to hold the paper to a firm support of the cause of the Union, the development of the material interests of Kansas, and especially of that portion of it with which the paper is immediately identified, and the interest and welfare of the people of western Kansas, we make our bow to our readers, hoping to enjoy with them many hours of pleasant intercourse to our mutual profit. -- Publishers.
It is with regret that we separate from our esteemed friend and co-worker, George W. Kingsbury. His agreeableness, affability, and innumerable social qualities have bound him to us by ties of friendship which time will only serve to strengthen. Our prayer shall ever be that he may have strength to control that innate desire to tramp around, peculiar to Typos, and settle down, there to remain and enjoy the happiness to which his genial nature of soul entitles him.
*Disgusting. We have received the initiatory number of the Leavenworth Daily Inquirer, published by Adams & Driggs and edited by one Burrell B. Taylor. The salutatory breaks out with the announcement that in these war times they are Democratic without any "ifs" or "buts," which occupies some three or four lines, while in attempting to explain their Unionism they use up over a column, in which the "ifs" and "buts" are innumerable. In the whole paper not a word of censure -- not even an illusion -- is to be found for those in arms against the "Constitution," about which it prates so much; but the old secesh war cry of "abolition!" "abolition!" resounds from every paragraph. After its appearance a public meeting of the citizens of Leavenworth was held to take the traitor concern into consideration, at which a Committee of Five was appointed to request the managers to "dry up" the thing. Its editor is a Kentuckian, and it does not require much of a prophet to tell what he would be were he there. Its treasonable proclivities stick out so plainly that we cannot wish it success.
*The Frontier "Gutted." This most unceremonious method of expressing one's disapprobation was perpetrated in this city last Monday night by a body of persons supposed to be soldiers. The Kansas Frontier newspaper establishment was broken in, and the most indiscriminate destruction dealt out to the contents. Such action was so unexpected, so sudden, and so admirably arranged by those engaged that not a citizen dared interfere to protect the property or rights of those at stake. Mob law is to be at all times deprecated, and more particularly when the rights and property of peaceable citizens are jeopardized, and the freedom of the press infringed upon. The existence of a mob spirit in our midst so heart-sickens us that we dislike to dwell upon the subject. Its tendency to demoralize society and render unfit to fulfill the duties and enjoy the privileges of citizenship, cannot be fully realized by a law abiding people. Language fails us when we attempt to express our disapprobation of such conduct. There are legal methods of accomplishing redress for everything prejudicial to the welfare of society, and the welfare of society equally demands that they be conformed to. What the provocation was that incited the mob to this iniquitous act, we are at a loss to say; true, its politics were detestable, and approximated so near treason as to be almost one and the same thing, yet this is no sufficient reason, nor can one be adduced, for such wholesale destruction of property as was witnessed on this occasion. It is with pleasure we add that the indignation of our citizens, which is unbounded and expressed as with one voice, is not bound by party lines. All alike feel the necessity of bringing the sternest retribution upon the first of such offenders, and placing the stamp of public disapprobation upon such conduct.
*Citizens' Meeting. The citizens of Junction City and vicinity met en masse at Wilson's Hall on Tuesday, the 11th, for the purpose of inquiring into the outrage perpetrated upon the property of George E. Dummer the evening previous....Several witnesses of the outrage appeared and gave their testimony in regard to it....On motion, a committee of five were appointed to draft resolutions expressive of the sense of the meeting....On motion, the committee were directed to report in one hour, and the meeting adjourned for that time....The committee on resolutions submitted the following report, which was unanimously adopted:
"Whereas, it appears, at a meeting held by the citizens of Junction City, without respect to party, by satisfactory evidence adduced to them, that an outrage has been perpetrated upon the rights and property of George E. Dummer, editor and proprietor of the Kansas Frontier, on the night of the 10th day of May, 1862; said outrage consisting in an armed mob of what appeared to be soldiers, in coming in an armed body and breaking open the office of the Kansas Frontier, and fiendishly destroying the press, type and fixtures of said Kansas Frontier, therefore,
"Resolved, that we, the people of Davis county, regard such an act as an outrage, perpetrated upon a peaceable and law abiding citizen, and that we place our united condemnation on the act.
"Resolved, that all who were engaged in the act, either as principals or as aiders and abettors, ought to be punished by the law, if proved guilty.
"Resolved, that all the law-abiding citizens of the community prepare themselves and assist in defending and protecting Mr. Dummer against further violence, with which he has been threatened." On motion, the meeting adjourned till 1 o'clock tomorrow.
March 12, 1862....On motion, a committee of five were appointed to ferret out the perpetrators of the recent outrage and bring them to justice. White, Perkins, Odlin, Hall and Reynolds were appointed to said committee....S. M. Strickler, president; E. S. Holliday, secretary.
*The Destruction of the Frontier. In our last issue we mentioned that the Frontier printing establishment had been broken into by a mob and the material thrown into the street. But it appears the perpetrators of the act were not satisfied with this demonstration of their disapprobation of the course of that paper, and returned last Saturday night and completely demolished the press and fixtures of the office, broke in the windows of the building and fired several shots at our citizens who showed themselves in the streets -- one of which took effect on Charles A. Woods, the ball passing through his hand and lodging in his hip. The wound is quite painful but is not considered dangerous.
Such illegal conduct should be denounced by all good citizens. The tendency of mobs is to disorganize society, to generate ill feeling and suspicion -- removing all the restraint of the evil passions, and rendering insecure the persons and property of all. If unauthorized parties can take the law into their own hands and redress what they may consider grievous, no one is secure. Our office would be as likely to be destroyed by those who do not agree with us as was that of the Frontier; and so of all other species of property.
There is a proper course for the redress of all grievances. If the tendency and influence of the Frontier was pernicious and dangerous to the government (and we firmly believe it was), complaint should have been made to the proper authorities, who would have suppressed it without the destruction of property that has been witnessed in this city. This was the proper course, and we earnestly enter our protest, as will all good citizens, against the destruction of property by unauthorized parties.
Neither do we believe that in the present unhappy condition of our country -- while our armies are fighting to secure the very existence of our nationality, that a public journal should be permitted to create dissentions in our ranks by party wranglings. To do so we consider dangerous to our cause, and calculated to give aid and comfort to our enemies. For instance, the proceedings of the late Democratic Convention in Indiana were copied into the Richmond Enquirer and other Southern papers. The infamous speech of T. A. Hendricks was commented on with much satisfaction, and referred to as evidence of a reactionary feeling at the North, and that Lincoln's Hessian army would soon be required to keep down the dissentions in our own midst, and exhorting the South to stand firm, that in a short time the North would be compelled to acknowledge their independence. This speech, with the resolutions adopted by the Convention, were copied and endorsed in strong language by the Frontier. If this is not incipient treason; if it is not rendering aid and comfort to the enemy, what in the name of Heaven is it?...Then should we let party strife, party tricks, party prejudices and schemes now stand in our way as patriots? Can a true patriot, in this dark hour of our nation's history, still cling to party organizations that generate discord and dissentions, when our only hope for the triumph of the Union cause is the unity of the Northern people?
A paper that attempts to keep alive party bickerings, that vilifies the government and its public men, that says Lincoln through "a feeling of ignoble revenge" commenced this war, that continually charges Republicans with being the cause of all our troubles and the worst enemies of our government, that has no rebuke for the rebels, that never says this war was forced upon the nation by the rebels of the South, and that the only design of this war is to maintain intact the rights of the several states as guaranteed by the Constitution, and that the government is right in concentrating all its energies upon this infamous rebellion, but says the war ought not to be carried on for the conquest of the rebellious states, is not the kind of patriotism that will restore and save our country. The life blood of such patriotism has been sapped by incipient treason, and the sooner it is deprived of the facilities for disseminating its false and dangerous doctrines, the better it will be for our country. Every man who has a spark of patriotism should burst asunder party ties, and proclaim himself for his country, its Constitution and its government. To all such we can extend the right hand of fellowship; but we want no half-way men, no "ifs" and "buts." As a private of Captain Clark's company said the other day, "What's the use of being Union unless you are all Union?"
Dummer has about abandoned the idea of assorting the stock of "pi" he has on hand, and issuing a paper. He is going to "wait till times get better." In the meantime, we understand he intends rusticating among the "Injuns" where perhaps his doctrines will be more appreciated.
The Frontier press is an interesting pile of old iron. It is past all further service in the extremely doubtful cause in which it was engaged -- no longer will its doleful cries of "abolition!" annoy patriot ears; no longer have the traitorous element of Davis county a press through which to hurl their villainous missiles in the face of our bleeding country. It can no longer be characterized as the poet would, "That mightiest of the mighty means, On which the arm of progress leans." This quotation is not by any means apropos, for after considerable reflection we have come to the conclusion that the poet never intended the above should include the Frontier, and such like. Besides being battered up in a manner to render useless, the elbows of the press are carried off. It was the best press we think we have seen in the state, nevertheless, high authority has it. "The way of the transgressor is hard."
We are going to move our office next week, and consequently things may get a little "mixed." Our new office will hereafter be in the basement of Streeter & Strickler's new store, corner of Seventh and Washington. That respect for our good name characteristic of newspaper folks prompts us to this move; we have been in the calaboose for the last six months.
*Let Them Come. Captain Graham, after the destruction of the Frontier office, issued an order prohibiting his command from visiting this place. This at that time, with the consequent excitement, was very proper, and evinced a disposition on the part of Capt. Graham to protect our citizens from any further acts of lawlessness. But, order having now been restored, and the soldiers not evincing a disposition to do anything further than what they have already accomplished, we think they should be permitted to visit our city as usual. If the soldiers can come among us peaceably, we are glad to see them, especially when they are well supplied with "green backs."...
As we anticipated, things are dreadfully "mixed" this week. Since our last issue we have moved our office, which has caused us a vast amount of vexation, so that we have been unable to devote proper attention to our paper this week....
Western Kansas and Our Paper. To the merchants and business men of the Missouri river, the heretofore neglected region of country embraced in the Smoky Hill and Republican valleys offers unparalleled inducements to trade. Its capability of supporting a vast farming population, its immense natural resources for the support of a large class of manufacturing people, are, to say the least, considerations of no ordinary kind. It behooves business men then -- particularly those on the river who furnish inland merchants their stock -- to turn their attention to that portion of country which promises the most substantial and enduring basis for merchandizing....Southern Kansas has heretofore been the great point for emigration and trade, through the influence of eastern Kansas; but that is pretty well played out, for to the setting of the sun the emigrant moves, as if by instinct....To assist in the work of developing the resources of this section, and to attract hither the attention of the emigrant and capitalist, we have begun the publication of the Union. To the people of western Kansas, then, we would appeal for an increased circulation among their friends in the East, from whom we expect to attract emigration, believing that such a medium would redound greatly to the benefit of the country....We therefore solicit advertisements from the merchants of the Missouri river, believing that this is the course that trade will follow, upon the settlement of our national difficulties.
*Dummer writes to old Sam Medary's Crisis on account of the destruction of his office, wherein he out-Munchhausens Munchhausen. He says it was destroyed because it was a Democratic paper, that there was no charges of disloyalty made against it by those who did it, and says that the real motive which prompted it "is solely of a private and pecuniary character, which I do not deem expedient to revert to at present, but which will be developed in due season." Bully for him! What a martyr! The Crisis is a fit sheet in which to do his howling, and if no other evidence of disloyalty existed, this fact is sufficient to damn the thing. We are also of the opinion that it is not "expedient to revert to those private and pecuniary motives" at present or any other time.
*Dummer, ex-brother of the quill, who lately suffered martyrdom in this city, has enlisted in the second Kansas Regiment. He called on us the other day in his military "duds," quite a military looking fellow. As he has got himself into pretty good company, some hope may be entertained for him.
*From the inception of the Leavenworth Inquirer down to the moment when we read the gratifying intelligence of its suppression, we were totally at a loss to know why a paper, exhibiting so boldly as it has done the traitorous hearts of those connected with it, was tolerated in a community so outspokenly loyal as Leavenworth. But the fact is to be accounted for by the rigor of martial law, which we believe kept the indignation of the loyal people from manifesting itself in open violence. It was a mystery, too, how manhood could so degenerate as to be capable of abusing one's benefactor as has this rebel sheet abused the government, which has been throwing its protecting arms around it, shielding it from the righteous indignation of an outraged people. That the sheet was intensely secession is an admitted fact by everybody but rebels. But enough of this -- the dog is dead.
On Sunday night, the 15th, Colonel Barstow, provost marshal, by order of General Blunt, made a descent upon this rebel hole, placing a guard over the establishment, capturing the editor and publishers, and marching them off to their legitimate quarters, the guardhouse, where, in their loneliness, they can ruminate upon the beauties of "American bastilles," about which, like their brother rebels throughout the North, they prated so much. Of course, Burrell B. Taylor, editor, remonstrated, inquired if he was in "America," talked considerable about the Jacobins of France, and doubtless thinks himself a martyr to Democracy. Well, so be it; we are satisfied that such rebels as he should be martyrs -- to no matter what, so they are out of the way. They will doubtless soon be brought before the Military Commission, where we hope they will find no leniency whatever, but be summarily taught that unconditional loyalty is due from every citizen.
The freedom of the press and of speech is open to gross abuse, and frequently its abuse is most shameful. This is the evil that General Blunt strikes at, as well as the treasonable doctrines disseminated daily by the Inquirer. The advantages of this freedom of speech vouchsafed to us by our government would all be lost were there no limits placed upon it, and our liberties be swept into oblivion.
But the days of such ruffians as Sturgis and Prince are over, and Blunt -- James G. Blunt, that is it in full -- a true blue loyal Kansan, is running this Department now. Gradually he moves along, wiping out anything very bad, and straightening all that is doubtful, until soon he will have our state purified, and as thoroughly loyal as his own heart....
*A Coincidence. At the time of the destruction of the Frontier, there were stationed at Fort Riley two companies of as patriotic men as ever went forth to the defense of their country. A great many of them were Democrats. For some time the Frontier kept boasting of the "Union Democratic" soldiers at Fort Riley. This was too much for the boys, knowing as they did that the thing was secesh all over, and one fine morning we found Mr. Frontier all over the street generally. Then it turned out that the boys were "abolitionists," "jayhawkers," &c. Just so with the Inquirer. A few weeks ago, the Wisconsin Third Cavalry was a Democratic regiment, rank and file, of its school of thinking. With what a good grace the boys marched them off to the guardhouse! It remains to be seen, provided Burrell isn't shipped beyond the lines, what kind of villains the gallant Third and Blunt are now.
*The Conservative says that talking treason is pretty much dried up down that way since the suppression of the Inquirer. Our experience exactly. After the destruction of the Frontier, they were as docile as lambs in this place.
Kingsbury seems determined to die with the harness on. His migratory habits seem to be no impediment to this determination....We are now in receipt of The Dakotian, published at Yankton, Dakotah Territory, by King. It is a neat looking paper and is got up in his good style.
Next week, and thereafter, our paper will appear on Saturdays instead of Thursdays. This change is necessitated by the inconvenience to our subscribers which has heretofore existed from the want of proper mail facilities. By the change, that inconvenience will be done away with, since the new contracts, which went into operation on the 1st, altered somewhat our mail arrangements, besides establishing new routes. The change will particularly accommodate a large scope of country south of the Smoky Hill, and on that stream west of us. In this establishment of the new routes, diverging from this place, the way is opened up to us for a large addition to our subscription list. There are hundreds of names, we are confident, not on our books because of the hitherto almost total absence of mail facilities. We now have a weekly mail to Salina, which has heretofore been furnished with a mail only as settlers called for it. We know we shall have a large increase of subscribers in that direction....
*Ordered Off. A. F. Pratt, who edited the Inquirer during the incarceration of Taylor, and formerly a partner of the sutler of the Third Wisconsin Cavalry, has been ordered to leave the state by General Blunt. The general commanding bids fair to out-Butler Butler in his dealings with secession sympathizers.
John Speer of the Lawrence Republican has been appointed collector for this state under the new tax law. S. S. Prouty of the Burlington Register has been appointed by the President lieutenant and quartermaster of the First Indian Regiment.
*Peters & Magill, late editors of the Marysville secesh sheet, the Gazetteer, have been arrested and sent to Leavenworth for expressing treasonable sentiments and discouraging enlistments. This is ominous. These fellows have not been a whit more treasonable in their talk than some of our "fellow citizens" not 10 miles from Fort Riley. Let such be cautious.
A Machine That Almost Thinks
"The extraordinary typesetting and distributing machine invented by Mr. Alden is now so simplified and quickened in its operation that a skillful compositor can distribute, compose and justify the astonishing amount of 40,000 ems a day. In its cases are contained the Roman caps, small caps, lower case, double letters, and figures, as well as the Italic caps and lower case of whatever size type is to be used; and while the operator composes, the machine distributes automatically, and without any supervision at all. It is the product of the brain and hands of the late Timothy Alden, cooperated in by his cousin, the present proprietor, from its first conception....It is said the Harpers have ordered 10 of these machines....Some printers believe that the success of this machine would be ruinous to their calling -- that, in that event, they might as well make up their minds to bid an eternal goodbye to the stick and rule...but we would remind all such that the same anticipations were indulged in when the era of stereotyping was inaugurated. Has the demand for printers lessened since that period? Certainly not...." -- New York Printer.
*The old Frontier establishment was sold last Tuesday to satisfy an execution. The "largest and most complete book and job printing establishment west of Leavenworth" brought 52 dollars. W. K. Bartlett was purchaser. The "good will" of the concern wasn't sold. The old metal we shall turn in on account for new types.
Pay Up! Four numbers more and volume one of the Union will be complete. A portion of our material is so miserable that we cannot use it much longer, and therefore desire the "wherewithal" to obtain new. We want $150 worth of new types, and we hope those of our friends owing us will come to our aid.
...Volume II. The success which has attended us during the past year, as shown by our increased circulation, in our securing so extensive an advertising patronage, and by the high encomiums which have been received from the press and people of the state for our bold and independent course, in defense of the Right, have satisfied the publishers that the Union is a fixed and permanent institution of western Kansas....Strictly identified with the interests of western Kansas, and well knowing its vast resources, which are only awaiting the magic hand of the capitalist and laborer to be fully developed, and added to the growing wealth of the country, we shall spare no pains or energy to bring before the masses of the East the great advantage of our country as a place of settlement for the home-seeking immigrant....As we are unable to reduce the price of our paper, and live by it, at the same time making it a useful institution, we have concluded...to so arrange our terms as to give our friends an opportunity of extending our circulation in their localities: One year (52 numbers) $2; six months (26 numbers) $1; ten copies, one year, $15. We will also give to the getter up of a club of ten subscribers the eleventh copy gratis....Blakely & Martin, publishers.
Kingsbury is first corporal, Company A, 1st Regiment, Dakotah Militia.
The files of the Lawrence State Journal will comprise the most complete, minute history of Jim Lane that has ever been written on any man. It averages five columns a week.
Being desirous of having our paper at every fireside in western Kansas, we will take anything in payment for subscription -- even Davis County Scrip.
A Retrospect. The present number completes Volume One of The Smoky Hill and Republican Union....In reviewing the year just closed -- which has been our first experience in the field of journalism -- we find nothing to regret. We have ever endeavored, upon any subject that we have seen fit to speak of, to let our readers know where we stood. For this reason, more than any other, has the Union been the longest-lived paper of any that has attempted a living in Junction. When we look back upon the newspaper interests of this place, and contemplate the rank pro-slaveryism that characterized the advent of the first sheet, the Junction Sentinel -- the equally infamous character of the next, named respectively the Kansas and Junction city Statesman -- and, as if to cap the whole, the bold, unblushing treason spoken by the Frontier, and its summary demise -- the advent of the Union upon the stage of life, with principles as brilliant as the noonday sun -- our success is a striking illustration of the rapid march of Progress and Freedom. A history of this neighborhood would exhibit the fact that one year previous to the first appearance of the Union, we could not have gotten a foothold with the principles we now utter. We entered the field when the harvest was ripe, and although, by our boldness, having incurred the bitter implacable hatred of unsound men in our midst, we have the proud satisfaction of knowing that the Union stands upon a more enduring basis than two-thirds of the papers of the state....
Oh, Delightful! Printers have a partiality for "press work." Our partiality has of late been increased to an impatience to get at it. On last week's "inside" we were "pulling out" in a remarkable correct imitation of a Hoe's Eight Cylinder, our thoughts pleasingly engaged, when a "flue collapsed," suspending operations for a while, and nearly winding up our stay upon terra firma. A belt underneath the "bed" broke, we threw our whole weight upon the "rountz," and it wasn't thar! Without wishing to be considered egotistical, we have the satisfaction of knowing that the press is harder than our head. We are fully convinced of this, as the incident has happened to us twice. In both instances, a beautiful incision was made in our left ear, marring somewhat its "symmetrical proportions," causing it to flag, and rendering more easy the style of locomotion peculiar to the ear of a jackass! Our Devil says our head struck fire -- the severity of the "goak" prompts us to believe that he willfully lied -- we are confident, however, that we saw more stars "than ever lit the welkin dome." By this time we were convinced that patching the thing (the press, we mean) was played out, and we transferred a substantial article from the old Frontier press to our own. Our readers may rejoice that none of our "brains" were spilled -- they're still located.
The Late Manhattan Express. We had prepared an article for our last issue (before the election) on the sudden squelching of the above paper, which we think entirely too severe for publication today....We omit the article...and content ourselves with a brief historical statement, toned down to the solemnity of a funeral service.
Some three years ago, the distinguished Italian refugee, Signor Carlos Furioso De Vivaldi, the present American consul at the post of San Jose, in the Empire of Brazil, South America, who was, at the time, proprietor and editor of the Manhattan Express (and who is still the proprietor of the establishment) picked up in the streets of Manhattan a destitute, dirty, ignorant son of "perfidious Albion," with whom the ardent Italian became greatly enamored. He carried him to the Big Blue, dipped him therein three times, washed away from his outward carcass the dirt with which it was covered, combed out his matted hair, anointed him with hog's fat and asafoetida, put bread in his mouth and meat in his belly, clothed him in butternut jeans, and gave him warm and comfortable lodgings in his kitchen attic.
Subsequently, the Signor attempted to impart to him the rudiments of education, and to instill into him some slight perception of Republican institutions and Republican principles, and also some idea of common decency and good manners. In all these efforts, in the estimation of others, the Italian's success was but partial; but to a man of the Signor's ardent temperament...even slight progress was hailed as great achievements;...he was willing to confide to the keeping of his prot?g? his (we mean the Signor's) honor, his high repute, his property and his printing office. At the outbreak of the present war,...Signor Carlos Furioso De Vivaldi was solicited to take upon himself the delicate, arduous and responsible duties of the consulate of San Jose aforesaid....Confiding in the supposed integrity, gratitude and good faith of his Englishman Friday, Signor Carlos Furioso De Vivaldi reluctantly consented to abandon his editorial labors....Before departing for his new field,...he turned his property, real and personal, to the watchful guardianship of the son of Albion aforesaid, swearing him, however, that he would hold his newspaper, the Express, true to the Republican current, in the support of Republican men and principles; and for his services in conducting the paper and superintending the business of his office, he was to receive a compensation of $-- per annum, provided the business of the office, after defraying the expenses, should yield that much.
*...Mark now the perfidious conduct of this perfidious son of a perfidious Isle. Scarcely had the Signor reached his destination...than this thawed-out and animated viper commenced casting about to see how he might succeed to the fame and property left behind by his generous master and benefactor. Vivaldi had made himself famous by laboring to build up the Republican party. Might not another win equal or greater fame by laboring for its overthrow and destruction? Vivaldi had acquired his property by years of persevering toil. Might not another, now that Vivaldi was absent, acquire this same property by some easy and safe process of legal larceny, which would save his neck from the vulgar fate of ordinary Jayhawkers?...No sooner did this youth's thoughts earnestly turn upon ingratitude, treason and larceny, than his majesty supplied him with the tools which the silly youth supposed would be sufficient to accomplish his nefarious designs; the first came in the shape of a "smirking politician," one who "could smile and be a villain still;" who could "run the machine" so adroitly from the Republican to the rebel track that but few of the passengers would know the difference until they were caught in the reel meshes, and branded and counted as rebels with their own consent. Nothing could be easier. The "Union Flag" was a cheap contrivance -- the "assumption of virtue" an easy matter. The reward of the treachery, a high and lucrative state office, great honor, great renown. The son of Albion was charmed. He forgot the simple prayer taught him by his absent master: "Lord lead us not into temptation." He threw himself into the extended arms of the smirking political gamester, and thanked the devil for sending him so smart a counselor. The second tool supplied by his majesty was in the shape of a sharp lawyer -- one who could demonstrate that black was white and white black, or that a thief was a saint and an honest man a thing to be despised. The jayhawking of Vivaldi's property by a few legal quirks and formal oaths was an easy matter. A trumped-up account, a petition, an attachment, snap judgment, sale -- only friend of Vivaldi here -- no offset, no answer, no one to go security, no other bidder -- get it cheap -- no offense to rob a man according to law -- neck all safe -- Branch and Dickson fools -- trick worth two of theirs. Again was the son of Albion charmed, and again was the devil thanked. The devil's trinity was now complete -- a dishonest editor, a political gambler, a sharp lawyer....To work they went. By steady and gentle motions the engine was gradually reversed and set towards the rebel camp over which was flying the "Union Flag." The necessity for the existence of the party of freedom had passed away....Republican men not the men to be trusted -- all corrupt, all liars, all thieves...all wear butternut jeans and imbibe corn whisky -- down with the Republicans; hurrah! for the Union. So sang the smirking gambler through the columns of the Express. In the meantime, the sharp lawyer had been sharply at work. Suit was commenced, attachment issued, the property of the absent Consul seized, and the printing office, subscription and account books given into the legal custody of the vampire Humphrey, who had also received the nomination for the state office lately filled by his fellow townsman, John W. Robinson, whose achievements he longed to imitate. Things were moving on swimmingly. But the devil is a rake, any way you take him....In his far-off diplomatic quarters, Signor C. De Vivaldi heard of the ungrateful conduct of his foundling....He realized that he was "victim of misplaced confidence and unrequited love." With a pathos truly Italian and deeply affecting, he appealed to his old and true Republican friends of Riley county to save him, his reputation, his honor, his property, from the infernal machinations of the thieves and scoundrels into whose hands they had fallen. His appeal was addressed to true men and met a prompt response. The modus operandi, just how it was done, we do not pretend to understand, but it seems there are legal remedies for honest men as well as knaves. Be that as it may, one pleasant Wednesday morning, about the 20th of October, whilst the trinity were enjoying themselves hugely, imbibing their pure corn, singing their most select notes, and driving their machine at 2:40 speed straight over poor Republicans unable to get out of the way, to the rebel camp, one S. D. Houston, accompanied by the sheriff, shut off the steam, collapsed their flues, burst their boilers, filed off their fangs, clipped their feathers, and tumbled the nasty rascal into the street and closed up the office.
Swear? The army in Flanders was pious in comparison. Howl? Has not every rebel newspaper in the state echoed their howlings?
But the verdict of the people given on Tuesday last is a cool answer to their swearing and howling. Manhattan city votes them unclean; Manhattan township votes them unclean; Riley county votes them unclean. They had trial by jury, and in public estimation are executed as dirty dogs.
The Late Manhattan Express, Its Fluctuations, &c. Chapter II, Concluded.
*Mr. Editor: Your paper of the 8th contains an article entitled "The Late Manhattan Express," which emanated, judging from its tenor, from a person not "picked up from the streets with dirt and uncombed hair," but "high born, noble and fair," who must be animated more from low, personal and political motives than candor and veracity in his statements respecting Mr. Humphrey; and justice demands a vindication of the character of the person therein so unscrupulously assailed. Everyone knows under what auspices Mr. Vivaldi was induced to set up a press in Manhattan. After raising him numbers of subscribers, and a large advertising patronage, and presenting him with divers other valuable donations, those of a single individual alone having amounted to the snug sum of $600, Mr. V. came into our midst with his press in June 1859 and commenced the publication of the Manhattan Express. But his expensive and profligate manner of living, the number of hands unnecessarily employed in the office, costing him per his own statement about $50 per week, together with his inadvertencies in the management of his business affairs, convinced me that the career of the Express could not continue long from its own resources unless maintained from outside succor. Mr. V. pushed the paper along for a year, at or near the expiration of which he called together a citizens' meeting, at which he stated his destitute condition in as piteous a manner as possible....In consequence of these heart-rending statements, his friends again rallied and rendered him all the material assistance in their power, which, in addition to the donation of lots, five acres of land contiguous to Manhattan, gratuitous rents, &c., previously received, was as ample as the liberality of those gentlemen was noble, and worthy of a better recipient; for Mr. V. seldom if ever wrote a single article for the paper, the ably written articles which appeared during that time having been furnished by General Lyon, deceased, although Mr. V. desired to create the impression that they emanated from him. General Lyon being called to active service by his country, the editorial was necessarily by him abandoned. Vivaldi's utter inability to ably conduct the editorial department, his laziness or recklessness in promptly mailing his paper to his subscribers abroad, the almost incessant dissatisfaction of his employees, to whom he demeaned himself very insolently and overbearingly, causing a constant change of hands, all tended to bring the Manhattan Express establishment to a low ebb. It was at this juncture that the office looked for a head. Mr. V. knowing Mr. Humphrey to be a man of ability and integrity, occupying the position of justice of the peace, requested him to write an article for the paper each week, for a consideration, among which Mr. H's name should appear at the head of the column as assistant editor. Mr. H. did not only edit the paper with unusual ability, but also attended to the other affairs of the office.
After the election of Lincoln, when the office fever heat reached a blood-boiling point, and many office-seekers were unable to tell whether their hearts had risen to their throats or not, Mr. Vivaldi, finding himself reduced in means, credit, and the estimation of the public, considered the new Administration deeply indebted to him, in view of his "eminent" literary services rendered the Republican party of Kansas. Accordingly, he stated his plans and destitution to Mr. Humphrey, who assisted him with the loan of a greater portion of his hard-earned savings for years, and enabled him to go on his way to Washington. Mr. V., failing to obtain his desired appointment (consul to Genoa), it may be reasonable to presume that the phlegmatic temperament of Mr. Don Carlos Furioso Vesuvioso De Vivaldi, Esquire, was not altogether in an accustomed state of equilibrium, but rather, if anything, quite furious, and his career in Washington quite analogous to that of a Mr. Rusty, published in various papers at that time. Mr. Furioso, however, was not to be outdone. He was determined to press himself to the consideration of the Department of State, and was finally sent home with the promise of one of the members of the Cabinet that he would be appointed consul to Jamaica, and informed of it per telegraph. After unabated restlessness...Mr. Vivaldi...hearing nothing about his appointment, came to the conclusion that there must be something wrong. The consequent indignation and fulminations to which he gave vent in plain English were such that his "perfidious prot?g?" of "perfidious Albion," whom he picked up from the streets, and to whom he had with so much assiduity attempted to impart the rudiments of an American education...concluded henceforth to run the "machine" -- the "Republicoon" institutions and principles, good manners, common decency, and all, on his own hook.
Mr. Humphrey, however, feeling deep interest in the welfare of Mr. V., urged him to go at once to Washington and endeavor to secure the above-named appointment, on which occasion Mr. H. was compelled to loan him the balance of his saved-up funds. On reaching Washington, Mr. V. found the consulship to Jamaica disposed of. The Department of State, manifesting an anxious desire to get rid of a bore, tendered him that "delicate, arduous, and responsible" consular post at the Athens of civilization and refinement, the city of Santos, Brazil....On the return of Mr. V. to Manhattan, he advanced to Mr. H. with a face radiating with a cheerfulness like an Italian vernal sun on a snowdrop, and acknowledged that to his kindness he owed all, and that he should be fully requited when he reached New York, where he had made arrangements with a banker, who would advance him funds on his salary. Shortly afterwards, Mr. V. took leave with his family, which Mr. H. had also supported during his absence, and Mr. H. has not heard from him since.
I would ask, what remedy has Mr. H. after such "perfidious" treatment but to proceed against Vivaldi by attachment? Are not such "snap judgments" advertised in nearly every paper in the state? Is a person less entitled to legal recourse because he is a son of "perfidious Albion," or Hibernia, or Teutonia? Are not those some of our most valiant troops, crossing bayonets and measuring swords with those most uncomfortable and godless villains of the South? Have they no rights which a rich "high-falutin"-born individual is bound to respect? Did Mr. H. ever breathe any other than a loyal sentiment through his paper? Where is there one iota therein contained that would tarnish or brand it as a rebel sheet? Has it not always advocated the true interests of western Kansas, and denounced all spurious, pseudo issues? Did it not denounce the "perfidious" policy of selecting such persons to positions of preferment of whatever kind who are itinerants or strangers, and not identified with our interests, regardless whether it involved the highest office in the gift of the state or the lowest of a township, whether it blasted the lofty aspirations of an official big fish or mackerel, or a squeaming tadpole? And what man possessing a spark of philanthropy, decency or common sense would cast reproach on another on account of his nationality or poverty?...May we ever imitate the pure patriotism and philanthropy of other ages in our conduct towards each other, and embrace with extended arms all who seek an asylum under the wings of the American Eagle: (which bird, by the way, is not in a very poetical position just now, it being a truant from mountain and sky, and compelled to feed on contractor's beef and borrow money in Wall Street) then will the enviable names of our ancestors and the glories which they won while living not be tarnished by the degeneracy of their posterity, and our republican institutions, while they inculcate human equality and a reverence for the approximating perfection of our statutes, will impart additional veneration for the wisdom of our laws, instill an implicit obedience to their decree, and secure the tenderest regard for the rights of every human being. Yours, &c., L.K.
*"Another Outrage. On Saturday, the 8th, the office of the Paola Union Crusader was entered by a squad of about 25 soldiers belonging to Co. D, 11th Kansas Regiment, who knocked into "pi" all the type they could find standing around on the galleys. Notwithstanding this outrage, the Crusader made its regular appearance, and in time to give the ringleader of the gang a merited chastisement, which he now has time to reflect upon in the guardhouse. This is only another beautiful fruit of the Jayhawking policy inaugurated by the Conservative over a year since, and which, if allowed to grow and develop, will entirely subvert the liberties of a free people and ruin, irreparably ruin the whole country. It is high time this destroying printing offices by lawless mobs was put down -- effectually crushed out. It must and shall be." -- Leavenworth Bulletin.
"The last number of the Junction (Kan.) Union comes to us printed on brown wrapping paper; it should have been black. Politically, it is a filthy abolition sheet. Print it on that kind of paper all the time, George." The above is from the Platte City (Mo.) Conservator, one of the editors of which is an "old chum." We were always aware, John, of the facility with which you could adopt yourself to the current, but never believed you so totally depraved as to betray your country because your neighbors in rebel Missouri did so. We have nothing further to say, for in turning the paper over we observe this at the head of its columns: "For President in 1864, C. L. Vallandigham!"...
Encouraging. Our friends in Riley, Pottawatomie, Dickinson, Saline and Clay are placing us under lasting obligations for the interest they are taking in extending the circulation of the Union. During the past week our circulation in Riley alone has gone up some 30 copies....Had we proper mail communication, that we might reach all the cabins that dot our prairies, we would have a circulation exceeding that of any interior paper of the state. As new mail routes are opened, diverging from this point, a very flattering increase in our circulation in their direction follows....Another great drawback to our paper has been the want of confidence in its permanency, engendered by the repeated failure of several other newspaper enterprises in this city. After one and a half years' persevering toil, we have succeeded in establishing such confidence....
This number of the Union closes our first year's experience in the journalistic field, other than as "jours." It has lost considerable of its romance. We find ourselves nothing more or less than the pack horses of this whole region -- responsible for all that has been said, and all that has been left unsaid; alternately, the recipients of favors and kicks -- kicks generally. We have done all manner of work -- ground out "able" editorials and chopped wood; run churches, whiskey shops and temperance societies, and trafficked in buffalo tallow. The end of the year finds us with "nary red" -- but not discouraged; we are full of determination to run the machine according to correct principles of "bust" the traces trying. We flatter ourselves that we are sufficiently "fast" to keep up the dignity of the institution -- can run her to any gauge. Have escaped hosts of "thrashings," "raw-hidings" and such like. Still further flatter ourselves that we are at bitter war with every rebel sympathizer, horse thief, rum seller, and other pests of society, within our bounds -- glory in the supposed term of reproach "Police Gazette." Shall continue to run her upon the same "high pressure" principles, improved as experience suggests, and our new fonts of type, a bill of which we received the other day, will permit. Delinquents could aid us surprisingly in this matter.
The type in which this article is set, as also the article, "Our Trip to Leavenworth," is in use for the first time. Its technical term is Brevier, and was received but a few days ago from the type agency of S. P. Rounds of Chicago. Printers will readily observe, by its clearness and neatness, that it is the make of L. Johnson & Co., Philadelphia....We still have some badly worn out stuff to work with, and we hope those in arrears will furnish us the "wherewithal" to supplant it.
*We served our apprenticeship on the material of the Inquirer office, which has lately gone through a third-story window. It was then used in publishing the Kansas National Democrat. Its four and five column theological articles in defense of slavery have at last culminated -- and we have a verification of the fact that "the way of the transgressor is hard." Its inception was very good, supporting strongly Walker and Stanton, denouncing the Oxford and McGee frauds, and opposing the Lecompton Constitution. But Walker and Stanton were decapitated and Bill Bigler, then doing the dirty work of the Buchanan dynasty, wrote to Lecompton that "it wouldn't do!" Accordingly, the types were reversed -- Lecompton was indorsed, and the English swindle hailed with joy -- the Word of God shockingly mutilated to defend slavery, and other precursors to treason. It was removed to Atchison, and off it issued a vile rebel sheet, the Bulletin. From thence it was taken to Leavenworth, and the rest is known. We have a font of Long Primer in the Union office, the type in which our front page is set, which was formerly a part and parcel of this material. It shall be to us a reminder of the results of wickedness.
Manhattan. We visited this burg a few days ago, having been summoned to appear as a witness in the case of Humphrey against Vivaldi....There seemed to be but little business for the court. The attachment case of Humphrey vs. Vivaldi was perhaps the most important one tried. The material of the late Manhattan Express was involved in this suit. We were required to examine the types, &c., and testify to their condition. Upon first sight it appeared to us as though a Kaw Injun had been trying his fist at the "Art Preservative." Upon stirring up the "pi," we became convinced of this, and indulged in feelings of commiseration for the poor "jour" who may have it to distribute, and of terror because of the amount of profanity said "pi" will give rise to. Types are sacred in our eyes, and he who knows nothing about them has no business with them. In this case a jury of printers would have brought in a verdict of Guilty of Murder in the First Degree. The trial resulted in Humphrey's obtaining a judgment against Vivaldi of $600. There ought to have been an offset of at least $300 allowed for the scandalous abuse of that printing material, but because of some technicality all testimony to that effect was ruled out.
*Our unfortunate editorial brother, George E. Dummer, has been discharged from the service because of disability, having been thrown from his horse. Which direction his genius will lead him now is hard even to surmise.
For the gratification of the curious, as well as our own convenience, we place on this paper the names of those interested in it. Wm. K. Bartlett and S. M. Strickler own the establishment, while those whose names have appeared do the mechanical and editorial labor. With unequalled liberality the proprietors have devoted their means to the establishment of a press at this place. They have given us unlimited freedom, having nothing whatever to do with the paper, except to foot its bills, and collect what they can....They have placed upon a firm foundation the only reliable newspaper ever published in western Kansas, and have entitled themselves to the gratitude of every settler.
The Council Grove Press, edited and published by Sam Wood, has at last made its appearance. It is a pretty good looking sheet, and speaks with Sam's usual bold, saucy and independent tone. He starts out with a set-to with Jake Stotler and the Emporia folks.
The White Cloud Chief is justly severe on the law reducing printer's fees....We make the following extract: "We cannot see what economy there is in this reduction. Three-fourths of the delinquent lands belong to non-resident speculators. Yet, to favor them, the Legislature has cut down to starving prices the wages of printers, who are wielding an immense influence in building up the prosperity of the state. Although the county pays the delinquent advertising, yet in reality the expense is borne by the people; for the lands are holden for the costs, and those who buy them pay all the penalties and costs upon them. Printers must work for these non-residents and careless residents at less than half price, and take their pay in county scrip, and sell that at fifty cents, or at seventy-five cents at most. It costs more to set up delinquent lists than common reading matter, and it compels printers to go to considerable expense to be able to do the work. We spent over $150 cash for figures, quads and sorts to enable us to get out the lists which we publish, and then we were hard pushed to 'make the connection'...."
*Mr. Bailey, editor of the Leavenworth Times, was arrested by Mayor Anthony because of an editorial criticizing (General) Hooker. He was fined $20 and, refusing to pay the fine, was sent to prison, but soon released on a writ of habeas corpus. The article in question was well calculated to tickle the Copperheads, but afforded no cause whatever for an arrest. The Times alludes to a "perverted city ordinance," giving us to understand that it was for some supposed infraction of a city ordinance. We are at a loss to know what kind of a city law it is that will cover such a case.
The Printer. B. F. Taylor of the Chicago Journal, a writer whose every word is a poetic thought, thus speaks of the Printer, truly and prettily....
The Printer is the Adjutant of thought, and this explains the mysteries of the wonderful words that can kindle a home as no song can -- that warm a heart as no hope can -- that word, "we," with a hand-in-hand warmth in it, for the Author and Printer are engineers together. Engineers in deed! When the little Corsican bombarded Cadiz at the distance of five miles, it was deemed the very triumph of engineering. But what is that paltry range to this, whereby they bombard the ages yet to be.
There he stands at the case and marshals into line the forces armed for truth, clothed in immortality and English. And what hope can be more noble than the equipment of a thought in sterling Saxon -- Saxon with the ring of spear or shield therein, and that commissioned it when we are dead, to move gradually on to "the last syllable of recorded time." This is to win a victory from death, for this has no dying in it.
The Printer is called a laborer, and the office he performs is toil. Oh, it is not work, but a sublime right he is performing when he thus "sights" the engine that is to fling a worded truth in grander curve than missiles o'er before described -- flings it into the bosom of an age yet unborn. He throws off his coat indeed; but we wonder the rather that he does not put his shoes from off his feet, for the place whereon he stands is holy ground.
A little song was uttered somewhere long ago; it wandered to the twilight feebler than a star; it died upon the ear; but the Printer takes it up where it was lying there in silence like a wounded bird, and he sends it forth from the Ark that had preserved it, and it flies into the future with the olive branch of peace, and around the world with melody, like the dawning of spring morning.
*The Leavenworth Times has a very curious record. It is a "conservative Republican" sheet, and is terribly alarmed about the freedom of the press. It wants to be down on rebels as hard as anybody, but there is a check upon it from some cause or other. If our memory serves us aright, it was more bitter in its controversies with the rebel Inquirer than the other dailies, and we think did as much to incite to its destruction. It afterward condemned the mob as mildly as anybody. It has been of late uttering piteous moans over the right and legitimate suppression of the sympathizing papers included in Blunt's order, alleging that the act is wrong, thereby admitting that such papers are doing the Union cause no harm. The Times, as well as all other papers, publishes with apparent glee everything coming from rebel newspapers of precisely the same tone and character, in criticizing their government and condition, as is to be found in these Copperhead newspapers relative to our government....Who can compute the blood which has been unnecessarily spilled because of the encouragement thus given to the enemy to hold out?...We have it from the lips of gentlemen from the South, that the rebels' only hope of success -- and we know from their papers they have no other grounds of hope -- is in a division of the North. This the Copperheads are working to bring about....We prefer that somebody's rights be restricted, to a certain degree, than that the country should continue to flow in blood, and that every hearthstone should be kept a place of mourning.
We have received the first number of the Kansas Jeffersonian. It hails from Grasshopper Falls and is a good-looking sheet. It is "Black Republican" and they are the same kind of "fanatics" we are....It is edited by R. H. Crosby and P. H. Peters, publisher. Is "Sautrelle" played out?
*On Friday of last week, our sanctum was lit up by the genial phiz of J. C. Trask of the State Journal. He having found his way as far west as Manhattan to attend the inauguration of the State Agricultural College, concluded to accept the invitation extended by us to the editorial fraternity and visit Junction. Although intending to return the same day, by earnest request himself and lady remained with us until Saturday, to attend our celebration and acknowledged themselves well paid. In response to a toast, Joe acquitted himself most creditably, paying a truthful tribute to the gallantry of our soldiers, and asking for the organization of sanitary associations for their benefit. The State Journal is a paper of weight and influence, and we are glad to know that hereafter it can speak of western Kansas from personal knowledge and as it is.
*The Leavenworth fight continues unabated. Fifteen hundred citizens have petitioned the President to revoke the order of General Ewing, proclaiming martial law. While this paper war is going on in Leavenworth, raids are of frequent occurrence on the border, in the immediate vicinity of Kansas City and Westport. Whether Ewing is too much taken up with this Leavenworth fight, or whether Anthony is bothering him so much that he cannot stop these bushwhackers, we are unable to say. It is patent to every man that but little progress has thus far been made towards the protection of the border.
Sam Wood. That our readers may know who it is that, through the columns of the Council Grove Press, takes every opportunity to vilify and traduce the Smoky Hill country and its denizens, we take the following extract from a letter to the Leavenworth Conservative by a correspondent who has been visiting at Council Grove:
"Sam Wood lives here and publishes the Council Grove Press. Sam's status in this part of Kansas stands about thus -- When this war broke out, Sam raised a company of cavalry, which was attached to the Kansas Second Regiment. After the battle of Wilson's Creek, Wood and the Kansas regiment separated, somehow, probably, however, to the mutual satisfaction of all parties concerned. Wood then went into the Missouri service and attained the rank of lieutenant colonel. It may be proper to state that when the Colonel went into the war, he was like most Kansas men; he was not worth a 'single cent.' Sam remained in the service about 18 months and then resigned with, as report says, some 15 or 20 thousand dollars. This is regarded as a remarkable instance of the interest that accumulates upon the pay of a Kansas colonel, when properly invested by a shrewd man and kept under his own personal control. Of course, Sam is honest, though some ill-natured persons have been heard to say that Sam speculated in government contraband cotton, sugar, cattle, and so on, but Sam is too much of a patriot to do such wicked things. I know Sam did not do it -- I know Sam is honest. Wood is a witty fellow, and writes some severe things about his enemies. Sam enjoys this enviable position, that you can't say anything of him that will injure his feelings in the least."
There you have an exact likeness of Sam Wood, for the correctness of which we will vouch. When others "can't say anything of him that will injure his feelings in the least," we feel our inability to do so. We shall hereafter, therefore, allow him to rail on, without retort on our part, knowing it would be a waste of words to offer reproof to a soul so hardened and callous to all the instincts of a gentleman; reserving, however, the right of a simple denial of any lies he may hereafter invent concerning us and ours.
From the Conservative. Incidents in the History of Lawrence
**Lawrence is an historical city. It has always been the pride of Free State and loyal men, and the city hated above all others by the pro-slavery men and rebels. All its struggles have grown out of its unflinching devotion to the principle of impartial Freedom.
As early as Nov. 29, 1855, the Free State men of Lawrence organized to resist the pro-slavery ruffians. Governor Robinson and General Lane were their commanders. On the 3d of December, Lawrence was beleaguered. On the 9th a treaty was made (between Governor Shannon, on one side, and Robinson and Lane on the other) and the Border Ruffian army retired.
*On the 13th of May, 1856, Lawrence was again beleaguered. Many travelers were taken prisoners and many robberies committed. Col. Sumner refused to interfere with Lawrence without orders from Gov. Shannon, and the latter declined to act. On the 21st of May, the Ruffians approached Lawrence in great force. Marshal Fain rode through the town and made arrests. Sheriff Jones entered the town and, by a promise of protection, obtained the surrender of the cannon and arms. Dave Atchison then made a speech to his Ruffians, and they marched into the town. The Eldridge House (again destroyed yesterday) was battered, blown up and burned, two printing presses were destroyed, Gov. Robinson's house burned, and the stores and houses searched and plundered.
**The following account of the sacking of Lawrence we copy from T. H. Gladstone's "Englishman in Kansas":
"By three o'clock on the morning of the 21st, Colonel Titus, with about two hundred horsemen, appeared on the crown of Mount Oread, overlooking the town of Lawrence. In a few hours the remaining portion of the upper division had reached the same position. Some occupied Governor Robinson's house, situated off the hill towards the town, which they made their headquarters; others planted their cannon, of which they had several pieces, on the brow of the hill, in a position which commanded the city. Shortly after, the besieging army was reinforced by the arrival of the lower division under Colonel Buford. A blood-red flag, inscribed with the words, 'Southern Rights' on one side and 'South Carolina' rudely painted on the other, was then raised over the invading troops.
"During the forenoon Fain, the deputy marshal, entered Lawrence with some assistants to make arrests of its citizens. He failed, however, in provoking the resistance desired, on which to found a pretext for attacking the city; for the citizens permitted them to be made, and responded to his demand for a 'posse' to aid him. He dined at the Free State Hotel, at Messrs. Eldridge's, the proprietors', expense, and returned with his posse and his prisoners to the hill occupied by the troops....
"In the meantime the forces had left the hill, and were at the entrance of the town, under Titus and Buford, Atchison and Stringfellow. General Atchison's address to his men on this occasion may be cited as an example of the mode of speech adopted by a late Vice President of the United States. From various reports of it made at the time, the following is gathered, being in substance and language that in which all agree:
" 'Boys, this day I am a Kickapoo Ranger, by G--d. This day we have entered Lawrence, Southern Rights inscribed on our banners, and not one d----d abolitionist has dared to fire a gun. No, by G--d, not one! This, boys, is the happiest day of my whole life. We have entered the d----d city, and tonight the abolitionists will learn a Southern lesson that they will remember to the day of their death. And now, boys, we will go in with our highly honorable Jones, and test the strength of that d----d Free State Hotel, and learn the Emigrant Aid Society that Kansas shall be ours. Boys! ladies should be, and I trust will be, respected by all gentlemen; but, by G--d, when a woman takes on herself the garb of a soldier by carrying a Sharps' rifle, then she is no longer a woman, and, by G--d, treat her as you find her, and trample her under foot as you would a snake. By G--d, come on, boys! Now to your duties to yourselves and your Southern friends. Your duty I know you will do; and if a man or woman dare to stand before you, blow them to hell with a chunk of cold lead.'
"Thus inspirited by their leaders, the Sheriff's posse, or rather the armed and inflamed rabble, proceeded to their work of demolition. The South Carolinians planted the red flag, with its lone star and its inscription of 'Southern Rights,' upon the roof of the large hotel. The banner of the Doniphan Tigers bore the device of a tiger rampant. Another had black and white stripes; and the fourth displayed in blue letters on a white ground the following admonitory lines:
" 'Let Yankees tremble, And abolitionists fall! Our motto is, Give Southern Rights to all.'
*"The newspaper offices were the first objects of attack. First that of the Free State, then that of the Herald of Freedom, underwent a thorough demolition. The presses were in each case broken to pieces, and the offending type carried away to the river. The papers and books were treated in like manner, until the soldiers became weary of carrying them to the Kaw, when they thrust them in piles in the street, and burnt, tore, or otherwise destroyed them.
"From the printing offices they went to the hotel. The Eldridge House, or Free State Hotel, was a building of size and strength. As orders were given to remove the furniture, the wild mob threw the articles out of the windows, but shortly found more congenial employment in emptying the cellars. By this time our cannon had been brought opposite the hotel and, under Atchison's command, they commenced to batter down the building. In this, however, they failed. The General's 'Now, boys, let her rip!' was answered by some of the shot missing the mark, although the breadth of Massachusetts street alone intervened, and the remainder of some scores of rounds leaving the walls of the hotel unharmed. They then placed kegs of gunpowder in the lower parts of the building and attempted to blow it up. The only result was the shattering of some of the windows and other limited damage. At length, to complete the work which their own clumsiness or inebriety had rendered difficult hitherto, orders were given to fire the building in a number of places and, as a consequence, it was soon encircled in a mass of flames. Before evening, all that remained of the Eldridge House was a portion of one well standing erect, and for the rest a shapeless mass of ruins.
"The firing of the cannon had been the signal for most of the women and children in Lawrence to leave the city. This they did, not knowing whither to turn their steps. The male portion of its citizens watched, without offering resistance, the destruction of the buildings named, and next had to see their own houses made the objects of unscrupulous plunder."
On the 17th of August, 1855, Governor Shannon ordered Sedgwick, of the dragoons, to march to Lawrence, demand the prisoners taken at Titus's house, and to fire upon the Free State men if they refused to give them up. Sedgwick declined, a second treaty was made, hostilities suspended, and Shannon gave up the cannon stolen from Lawrence.
On the 15th of September, 1856, Governor Geary, with the dragoons, threw himself between Lawrence and the Border Ruffian army, and the Ruffians who were bent on the plunder and destruction of Lawrence were prevailed on to retire.
On the 26th of September, 1860, Wm. H. Seward made a speech at Lawrence, which he concluded with the following words:
"Henceforth, if my confidence in the stability of the American Union wavers, I shall come here to learn that the Union is stronger than human ambition, because it is founded in the affection of the American people. If ever I shall waver in my affection for Freedom, I shall come up here and renew it -- here under the inspiration of one hundred thousand freemen, saved from Slavery. Henceforth, these shall not be my sentiments alone, but the sentiments of All. Men will come up to Kansas as they go up to Jerusalem. This shall be a sacred city.
"For my brethren and companions' sake, then, I say -- peace be within your walls, and plenteousness in all your cabins, soon to become palaces. And now, people of Kansas, once more Hail! and at the same time, Farewell."
*An Editor's Trials. We wasn't in a good humor last Tuesday afternoon. We were making up a "form," and got some "matter squabbled." In came General Ewing's "Chief Orderly," who desired to call our attention to an article in last week's paper; told him to dry up, that we wouldn't be bothered, and went on with our work. He kept thrusting the paper in our face, saying, "You didn't get that out of the Conservative, or any other paper -- it's a d--n lie." We got hostile and, with all the courtesy and civility demanded of his rank, directed him about where he would find the door. He found the door immediately, but no hostilities were indulged in.
We have things badly mixed this week. The court, some job work, standing guard, and drilling two hours each evening have about used us up, and disarranged the internal business arrangements of our office generally.
Apology. We issue a half sheet this week for the simple reason that we cannot get out a whole one....There are but two of us, and we do all the work connected with the institution, which requires our constant attention from Monday morning until Saturday night.
Volume Two this day expires. Two years of unremitting toil have passed. We look back with satisfaction over our course....We have weathered a storm of adversity and anti-"damn-black-abolition" that everybody could not. We shall begin Volume Three, if our lives be spared....
Volume Three. The encouragement given The Smoky Hill and Republican Union during the past two years has been sufficient to induce us to commence Volume Three. The newspaper business on the frontier is a dubious one; and when a paper weathers the troubles and trials of the frontier for two years, it may be considered as established....We desire to grow up with the country. A railroad is pushing towards us as rapidly as possible. Our Salt Springs and Coal Mines are attracting the attention of capitalists and mineral men. Our farmers are rejoiced with abundant crops; and the herdsman is seeking the advantages of our rich and beautiful prairies....In consequence of the influence and patronage of Fort Riley, as has always been the result wherever that batch of corruption, the regular army, exercised an influence, a deep-seated pro-slavery ruffian sentiment was created in Davis county. It was therefore considerable of an undertaking to establish a paper of the radical anti-slavery tone of the Union in such a locality. But we did it; and although that sentiment is not entirely eradicated, we have the satisfaction of knowing that some good has been accomplished....There is not a church building or school house in Davis county, while in Junction there are five groggeries. This fact has incited us to the bitterness with which we have fought them, and not because we are fanatics. And these influences have been at work to kill the Union....We commence this volume full of hope that shortly Davis county will be dotted over with churches and school houses, and intelligence and morality become characteristics of our people. A great work is to be accomplished....
The Life of a Printer. Printers, it is said, die at an early age. This is caused by the noxious effluvia arising from the types, want of exercise, constant employment, and the late hours to which their work is prolonged. There is no other class of human beings whose labor is so continuous, whose wages are inadequate as printer. If a "typo" be a man of family, he is debarred of the privileges of enjoying their society at all times, because his hours of labor are almost endless, and his moments of leisure so few that they must be spent to recruit his exhausted energies, and prepare him for the renewal of his toils. Poor fellow, he knows nothing of sociability, and is shut out from the world as a convict in a prison cell....
F. G. Hunt is about to start a newspaper at Emporia to be called the Vanguard. They will then have two there.
Married. In this city on the 20th, by Rev. Wm. Dodd, Geo. W. Martin of the Union to Miss Lydia Coulson of St. George, Pottawatomie county.
No Paper. We are completely frozen up. The present cold snap has set our paper back four days. It is now Tuesday morning, the 5th, when we go to press, consequently there will be no paper issued next Saturday....After that date, until the weather gets half human, the appearance of the Union will be gauged by the thermometer.
Died. At the Blakely house, in this village, on the 22d, Mrs. Margaret Blakely, relict of Jonathan Blakely, and mother of Billings Blakely, aged 85 years. -- Journal, Dec. 24th, Greenwich, N.Y. Supplying the place of a mother to us, and who watched over our growing years with a mother's care, her death leaves vacant a place in our affections which only a mother can fill.
Removed. Last week we changed our base of operations...to the Land Office Building, which stands...on Eighth Street, near the corner of Franklin. It is a decided improvement on the old stand; more light, more room, and a better protection from the North blasts....Remember the place: Eighth Street above Franklin; can't miss it -- is the only house on the block.
We publish the only live paper in northwestern, western and southwestern Kansas. As a consequence, we have within the past three weeks added to our list 157 new subscribers. We have room for more.
Seven daily papers are now printed in Kansas. Four in Leavenworth, one it Atchison, Lawrence and Fort Scott.
We notice in The Printer a list of the members of the New York Typographical Union. Among them appears George E. Dummer, who suffered martyrdom in this place. Dummer is one of the most remarkable characters that ever lived; would like to be an invisible listener to his account of his experiences on the Border.
We have received Kingsbury's new paper, the Dakotah Union. It is a neat looking sheet....The Expositor is the title of a neat and sound little paper published by I. E. Olney at Hampden, Coffey County, in this state.
Last Saturday, we were rushing things for the Fourth. Our press, which we insist is the identical one Ben Franklin had, broke in two places and we were compelled to print about one-third of our edition so that many readers doubtless thought them printed on a threshing machine. When raising the "forms," after washing, to their place on the "stone," one of them...slipped from our grasp and fell to the floor, shaking the building! "Great God!" We stood like a statue and didn't draw a breath for five minutes. When we recovered our senses, we found the thing lodged in a hole in the floor, not "pied," but terribly jarred. We shudder yet when we think of three or four bushels of "pi."
S. N. Wood of the Council Grove Press has sold that establishment to the Rev. J. E. Bryan,...under whose auspices the next paper will be issued....We can safely believe that, under Mr. Bryan's control, the columns of the Press will not be filled up weekly with personal scurrilous attacks on the private character of his patrons and neighbors....But Mr. Bryan has prejudices to overcome. The good will of the office, that he is said to have become the purchaser of, is mostly ill will....
We neglected...to notice the change in the proprietorship of the Lawrence State Journal. Mr. Lowman has disposed of the establishment to W. S. Rankin & Co. Mr. Lowman intends making his home in Michigan....Of the new managers, we can speak by the book, for "Bill," -- that's Rankin -- succeeded us as "devil" in the days of apprenticeship, and we therefore take more than ordinary pleasure in congratulating him upon coming in possession of such a first class establishment.
With the present issue, our connection with The Smoky Hill and Republican Union ceases. We established the paper three years ago, during "the hard times," not as a matter of choice, but through necessity. Three or four different newspapers had been projected and discontinued for want of sufficient patronage. Feeling the want of a reliable local paper, we were induced to undertake the enterprise....Under the management of our enterprising young friends, Wm. S. Blakely and George W. Martin, it has attained a reputation second to none in the state. To them in a great measure we are indebted for its success. Having accomplished our object, the establishment of a good home paper, we sever our connection with the Union.... -- W. K. Bartlett, S. M. Strickler.
Valedictory! With this number, our connection with The Smoky Hill and Republican Union ceases. The business of publishing a newspaper -- of being the spokesman of a portion of a great Party, and the champion of all local material interests -- forms associations and creates feelings which the simple act of withdrawal can never undo. It is therefore with feelings of regret and pain we sever our connection from that which has been to us a source of gratification and an object of watchfulness for three years....Our discomfort at yielding to another the editorial chair is somewhat allayed by the reflection that in the nation, the state, the county, and the town, those great principles for which we have labored are triumphant. The skies are bright -- the morn has dawned upon Freedom and Union. The last blow -- the almost unanimous voice of a determined people -- has been struck....Morality, Temperance, Religion and Education we have always urged as the only basis of good and enduring society....As stated in our issue of Sept. 24th, the paper has been transferred to other hands. The purchasers, Dunlap and Russell, will take charge and commence Volume Four without any interruption of its regular issue. We cheerfully recommend them as thorough printers, with the experience and ability sufficient to furnish you a first class, readable paper. We retire because, printer-like, we desire a change.... -- Blakely & Martin.
*Vallandigham Democracy in the Kansas Second. The Leavenworth Inquirer has secured the services of an army correspondent, a regular "Bohemian," given to all the exaggeration and misrepresentation peculiar to the profession, a most fitting person to write for that detestable sheet. The correspondent referred to is no less a personage than Geo. E. Dummer, former editor and proprietor of the Kansas Frontier, a paper which has told us that "Mr. Lincoln and party is actuated by an ignoble spirit of revenge. To gratify this feeling they have commenced a war, the terrible effects of which no man can foresee." And again, "To the worst passions of Lincoln and his party, malice, revenge, sectional hate, a morbid thirst for blood, an unnatural delight in the miseries of their race, we must ascribe the existing state of things." Surely he is well qualified to contribute to such political dogmas as the Inquirer sustains and seeks to inculcate. For such treason as the above, and having the impudence to characterize the soldiers stationed at Fort Riley as democrats of his school of politics, his press was destroyed, and by those whom he had thus slandered. It is true that many of those engaged in the destruction of his office were Democrats, but they were not such as have found no fault with the rebellion and condemned every act of the Administration from its inauguration to the present time; but such as have boldly stood forth for the Union from the first rising of treason, and have manfully stepped forward in defense of the government, throwing aside party prejudice and disappointment....
The sum and substance of Mr. Dummer's letter is an attempt to prove that the Kansas Second Regiment, of which he is now a member, is composed mainly of Democrats, and of that stripe...commonly called Vallandigham Democracy. This assertion is so unfounded, the very opposite being the fact, that we are led to notice this fellow, however much he should have been buried in oblivion months ago. Mr. Dummer takes special pains to inform the public of his noble magnanimity in thus "joining the rank and file of the army," and offering to "sacrifice his life to defend his persecutors." What a noble and self-sacrificing spirit!...Necessity, thy commands are stern and must be obeyed. Under thy decree, Dummer's bright visions of nodding plume and glittering shoulder strap have faded into air, and he forms one of the "rank and file."
We have known this regiment of whose principles Dummer claims to be exponent, when it was in active service...and then the property of secessionists was not inviolate, but was confiscated wherever known. Neither was "Abolitionist as much a term of derision and contempt as secessionist." On the contrary, they believed that the treason of the master gave freedom to the slave, and carried that idea into practice by wresting slaves from rebel masters whenever an opportunity offered....We are of the opinion that Dummer will see things in an entirely different light before his return from the Cherokee country.