The war news.
The enemy, on Wednesday morning, shelled the Petersburg railroad, near the Appomattox.
The fire was promptly and hotly responded to by Captain Cumming who commands our batteries in that neighborhood.
With this exception, there has been quiet on Grant's lines.
Persons from Petersburg last evening report a dearth of news at that point.
Recently, a considerable body of Yankee cavalry visited the Northern Neck of Virginia, ostensibly to hunt Yankee bounty jumpers and deserters and to break up Confederate guerrilla organizations; but, in reality, to recruit negroes for the United States armies.
The Yankee press, as usual represent the expedition as having been "Highly successful.
We have the means of knowing that, in the matter of attaining its true it was eminently a failure.
We are informed by a gentleman just from that section of country that, on the approach of the enemy, all the young male negroes fled to the woods, and there remained till the danger was
cceed him at the Prussian Court. We have hanged almost everybody it to be sent there.
When a wise man use the weak argument because the strong one would be unacceptable to the many, and he is abused for shallowness by the few, they do not thereby prove themselves to be like him.
[The most true, Mr. Punch, Sancho Panza never uttered a wiser saying.]
Scene at a Morning Concert.--Husband, with bowed head, fast asleep.
Wife suddenly discovers his condition, and, nudging him, whispers, "George!
George! You are not in church."
There is nothing in music itself that necessarily renders its votaries such fools as you describe the majority to be. Some of the beat minds have been fond of music.
I am. But a very commonplace person may be a very good musician, and if such a person becomes absorbed in one pursuit, and never reads, talks, or thinks, on any other subject — the fool is the product.
Only thirteen months and a half, now, to the millennium, says Dr. Cumming.
