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The Daily Dispatch: December 1, 1864., [Electronic resource] 3 1 Browse Search
John James Geer, Beyond the lines: A Yankee prisoner loose in Dixie 1 1 Browse Search
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pon a sand-bank, and the other playing loosely in the stream. But we were too sleepy to suppose that there was any danger indicated by the odd sound, and we paid no attention to it. Protected by that God who watched Hagar in the wilderness, we slept peacefully until daydawn, when we were suddenly aroused by the most terrific noise I had ever heard. It resembled the sound of a heavy steam-whistle, though not quite so loud nor shrill. Remembering at the moment a description by the Rev. Joshua Boucher, who had traveled in Georgia, of the bellowing of an alligator, I at once concluded that this must be one. Stepping from my tent, or rather cane-hut, I had ocular demonstration of the fact, for there, only a short distance from me, lay the hideous reptile in all his ugliness. Thinking it about time that one or the other of us should change quarters, I threw a chunk at him. He took the hint, and crawled away into the water, only, however, to return in about ten minutes to his old p
Not Healthy for Massachusetts men. The Springfield (Massachusetts) Republican gives two cases of the fatality of the Missouri climate to New England squatters: "It is reported that Rev. Joshua Boucher, formerly of this county, who removed to Missouri last spring, was killed, a few days ago, by guerrillas. Some rebels seized him and ordered him to take the oath of allegiance, which he declined, no doubt very decidedly, when they shot him. Mr. Boucher was one of the original Liberty Mr. Boucher was one of the original Liberty party men of Ohio--one of the old anti-slavery vanguard. "A Mr. Ellsworth, who, several years ago, removed from near Catawba to Missouri, was, a short time since, killed by a band of guerrillas, who demanded his best horse, and, after being saddled and bridled and delivered into their hands, turned as they were about to start and shot him through the head, instantly killing him. Mrs. Ellsworth has returned to her friends, and relates the sad story."