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estruction of so much of their own property, and gratitude that it was never carried out! But the dying man knew how to secure his everlasting fame; and gasping as he was his almost wasted breath, the temptation was irresistible. He knew that the nation that was run mad by Morgan's revelations, Millerism, Mormonism, Kossuth, the Prince of Wales, any and everything, would be terribly frustrated by his disclosures. These he could make in safety, as he would not survive to be put in one of Lincoln's dungeons! His pleasure must have been exquisite; equal to that of a vain man reading his own obituary; or of an Irishman who is assured that he will have a large funeral! Now, says he, though I retell a most improbable story — the more improbable the more it will be believed — I shall die amidst a sensation, and will be in everybody's mouth and in the papers, too! This is a Heaven for such a man — and as it is doubtful whether or no he has a soul at all, of course he makes no great sac<
t short of submitting to the destruction of their own homes. As that was a part of the programme exposed by the K. G. C., they heard it with mingled emotions of horror and gratitude — horror that it should include the destruction of so much of their own property, and gratitude that it was never carried out! But the dying man knew how to secure his everlasting fame; and gasping as he was his almost wasted breath, the temptation was irresistible. He knew that the nation that was run mad by Morgan's revelations, Millerism, Mormonism, Kossuth, the Prince of Wales, any and everything, would be terribly frustrated by his disclosures. These he could make in safety, as he would not survive to be put in one of Lincoln's dungeons! His pleasure must have been exquisite; equal to that of a vain man reading his own obituary; or of an Irishman who is assured that he will have a large funeral! Now, says he, though I retell a most improbable story — the more improbable the more it will be belie
startled by his developments made in the face of the grim figure of death. They told the press and the press told the whole nation, and they all exclaimed "Good Lord!" Those horrible "K. G. C.'s, " it appears from this last testament of one of them really were privy to a terrific plan of the Confederate Government to whip the Yankees! They were to be drawn on into the country by the abandonment of Richmond to them, while our men rushed on to Washington and the North. The Yankees desired Richmond, and would pay anything for it short of submitting to the destruction of their own homes. As that was a part of the programme exposed by the K. G. C., they heard it with mingled emotions of horror and gratitude — horror that it should include the destruction of so much of their own property, and gratitude that it was never carried out! But the dying man knew how to secure his everlasting fame; and gasping as he was his almost wasted breath, the temptation was irresistible. He knew that
heir own homes. As that was a part of the programme exposed by the K. G. C., they heard it with mingled emotions of horror and gratitude — horror that it should include the destruction of so much of their own property, and gratitude that it was never carried out! But the dying man knew how to secure his everlasting fame; and gasping as he was his almost wasted breath, the temptation was irresistible. He knew that the nation that was run mad by Morgan's revelations, Millerism, Mormonism, Kossuth, the Prince of Wales, any and everything, would be terribly frustrated by his disclosures. These he could make in safety, as he would not survive to be put in one of Lincoln's dungeons! His pleasure must have been exquisite; equal to that of a vain man reading his own obituary; or of an Irishman who is assured that he will have a large funeral! Now, says he, though I retell a most improbable story — the more improbable the more it will be believed — I shall die amidst a sensation, and wi<