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looked through, the owner and sufferer waits to witness the same operation on his fellow travelers, and a modest man is inexpressibly pained at the exposure of his inexpressible and other delicate articles of clothing. The little private bottles of "spirits" exposed would astonish you, and the quantity is only equalled by the agility of the owners in jerking a vest or coat over them. Of course the crowd don't laugh, nor jeer, nor the victim's face don't turn red; of course not. (This, as A. Ward would say, is ironical.) As we passed Goldsboro', N. C., coming down, the news of the surrender of Fort Sumter had just reached there, and the town was ablaze with tar barrels. Every man that had a gun was out and firing it, and this deponent firmly believes that if any man had been insane enough then and there to cheer for the Northern Confederacy, he would have had only five minutes between him and a Confederacy so very far South that the process of acclimation therein is so extreme