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Dedication --The Broad street Methodist Church, Rev. J. A. Duncan, Pastor, will be dedicated on Sunday, the 10th inst. Dr. D. S. Doggett will deliver the Dedicatory Sermon, at 11 o'clock: Rev. J. C. Granberry, at 4 P M., and Rev. J. E. Edwards at 7 ½ P. M. A collection will be taken up at each service, to aid in payment of the Church. It is hoped the friends of the Church will come prepared to give liberally. mh 9--1t
[special Dispatch to the Richmond Dispatch.]Preparations' for War on the Confederate States.shipment of troops from New York New York,April 6. --The steamer Illinois has been chartered by the U. S. Government. The City of Baltimore will take her place, and carry out her mails. The chartered steamer Atlantic is taking in troops at the Fort in the harbor. All the forces are expected to be off for the South by the 10th inst. There is great excitement in this city, and everybody is talking about war. Allen. [Second Dispatch.] New York,April 6, P. M.--The Atlantic sailed at 7 P. M., with from 500 to 600 troops, one company of horse, and several cannon. The Powhatan sailed this afternoon, and the Illinois and Perry follow next. Col. Holmes, U. S. A., has resigned, and other resignations are talked of. A coolness between Seward and Lincoln is reported.
The Daily Dispatch: may 21, 1861., [Electronic resource], The war spirit in
The war spirit in Mississippi. --The Jackson Mississippian, of the 10th inst., says: Three weeks ago we published that the requisitions, embracing 8000 troops, had been fully met. Since that time, not less than sixty additional companies have been enrolled, and the work still goes on.
The Daily Dispatch: may 21, 1861., [Electronic resource], Burial of
Burial of Lieut. Nelson. --The Calhoun (Ga.) Confederate Flag says the body of Lieut. Nelson, who lost his life by an explosion on board the Habersnam, was buried at that place on the 10th inst., beside his father, Gen. Charles H. Nelson, his coffin being wrapped in the flag of the Confederate States.
Manufacturing dispatches. --In the Washington correspondence of the New York Times, of the 10th inst., occurs the following intelligence: "From a clergyman long resident at Beau fort, I learn that men and arms are plenty thereabouts, though ready cash is not to be found. The farmers and produce men grumble at receiving scrip in payment for provisions, and the self-sacrificing spirit, of which so much is written, does not obtain in the breasts of all." On the same day the Rev. Dr. Wilson, Pasteur of the Baptist Church in Beaufort, was in New York city attending to matters of business, and although he knew very well that the above paragraph could not apply to him, as he has not been "long resident in Beaufort," and has not been in Washington for two years, he thought it would be but an act of justice to his adopted State, to meet the slander on the spot, which he did in the following brief note: To the Editor of the New York Times: A paragraph occurred in
The Daily Dispatch: November 12, 1860., [Electronic resource], Affairs at the
$50 reward. --Ranaway from my plantation, in the county of Halifax, near Clover Depot. on the 22d of August, a negro man named William. He is bright complected; about 5 feet 8 or 9 inches high; rather stout; has very large feet and hands; holes in his ears. He was taken up at Keysville about the middle of September, but made his escape — He was heard to say that he was trying to get to Williamsburg, where he was raised. He was sold by Dr. Garrett, of that place, about six years ago. I think it very probable that he is in Williamsburg, or working about Richmond. I will pay $50 reward for his delivery or lodgment in jail where I can get him, if taken up out of the county; if in the county, a liberal reward James B. Carden. Clover Depot, Halifax co., Va. no 9--d6tcw2t
Moses Oran;or,the burglars' Nest!by Geo, Clarence Blanchard.chapter I:the Nest of the Tomtit. Near the close of a cold day in October, a traveler dismounted from his jaded horse, and entered a little hostelry, or tavern, situated in the then wildest region of Pennsylvania. The stranger, who was a large, stout-looking man, heavily bearded, paused before the door that led into the bar-room, and peeped inquisitively in; seeing a small group sitting around the table, he walked very leisurely toward them, introducing himself in a frank, easy style. "A good evening, gentlemen, to you all." The company, who were earnestly engaged in conversing, hardly noticed his entrance, but when he spoke, they instantly paused and greeted the new-comer with a look plainly expressive of surprise, curiosity and anger. One of the party, who had a less sinister and surly face than the rest, gravely advanced toward him, eyeing him sharply, as he said: "You wish lodgings, my man!" "