Posts Tagged ‘1861’

Left My Bed and Board

March 9, 2011

Perplexing Case.

Hon. James H. Knowlton, one of our most eminent Western advocates, met with the following perplexing adventure in his early practice in Wisconsin:

A stranger came into his office and abruptly informed his that his wife had deserted him, and wished to have her replevined at once. Knowlton told him that that remedy would not meet his case exactly, and went on to inform him that if he would be patient until the desertion had continued one year, he could obtain a divorce. —

The stranger said he did not know that he wanted a divorce. What he mostly feared was that his wife would run him in debt all over the country.

“In that case,” said Knowlton, “you had better post her.”

What his client understood him to mean by posting, remains a mystery to this day. He said, in a meditative way the he didn’t know where she had gone, and beside, that she was fully as strong as he was, and he didn’t believe he could post her, even if he knew where to find her.

Knowlton hastened to inform him that by posting his wife he meant puting a notice in a newspaper, saying:

“Whereas my wife Helen has left my bed and board without any just -”

“But that ain’t true,” interrupted the client — “that ain’t true. she didn’t leave my bed — she took it away with her.”

The Adams Sentinel (Gettysburg, Pennsylvania) Sep 25, 1861


WHEREAS my wife Anne, late widow of David Risher, had left my bed and board without just cause, on the 26th inst. — This is therefore to caution all persons, from trusting or harboring her on my account, as I am determined to pay no debts of her contracting after this date.

Bethlehem tp. July 27.

The Ohio Repository (Canton, Ohio) Aug 19, 1824

NOTICE. — WHEREAS MY WIFE, Anna Rolland, has left my bed and board I shall pay no more bills of her contracting from this date.

LEVI (his X mark) ROLLAND,
Fitchburg, Jan. 23, 1874.

The Fitchburg Sentinel (Fitchburg, Massachusetts) Jan 29, 1874


NOTICE is hereby given to all persons, that my wife Hannah Fosdick has left my bed and board, and has taken one of my children with her, John H. Fosdick. I hereby forbid all persons harboring or trusting her on my account, or in behalf of the child, as I will pay no debts of her contracting after this date; as I will support the child when returned to me at Norwalk.

Norwalk, Sept. 4, 1844

Huron Reflector (Norwalk, Ohio) Sep 24, 1844


I, the undersigned, caution the Public against trusting my Wife LYDIA M’WHIRTER — she having left my bed and board last October, without any provocation and against my consent. I will not pay any debts of her contracting from this date.

Baltimore July 17, 1841.

The Adams Sentinel (Gettsyburg, Pennsylvania) Aug 2, 1841


WHEREAS my wife Elvira Bridges, without any good cause or reasonable excuse there for, has left my bed and board and absconded with my two children this is to caution all persons from harboring her or them and to give notice that I shall pay no debts of her contracting or pay any expense for their or either of their support having suitably provided for them at my house in Bucksport.

Bucksport Oct 12 1841

Bangor Daily Whig and Courier (Bangor, Maine) Oct 26, 1841


MY wife, REBECCA, left my bed and board, and refuses to live with me under any consideration whatever, after intercessions and propositions of every kind, that an affectionate husband could make. I, therefore, hereby warn all persons not to harbor or trust her on my account, as I have arrangements made for her board, and by calling on me, or on Messrs. Wareing & Benson, or C. & J. Culp, she can have information, and be conducted to the house.

Plymouth, Huron County, Nov. 16, 1842.

Huron Reflector (Norwalk, Ohio) Nov 29, 1842

Pass Him Round. — Mrs. Elizabeth Peterman, of Rochester, Fulton county, Indiana, thus notices her absconding husband: “Left my bed and board, last August, thereby making my expenses lighter, my dearly beloved companion, David Peterman, without any just cause or provocation. All the old maids and young girls are hereby forewarned against harboring or trusting him on my account, as I am determined not to be accountable for his debts, or, more especially, for his conduct. Papers will please copy, and oblige a female who is rejoicing at her happy riddance.” — Indiana Blade.

The Adams Sentinel (Gettysburg, Pennsylvania) Apr 13, 1846

Dennis O’Shanessy advertises as follows in the Columbus Republican: “I hereby give notice that my wife Bridget has left my bed and board and that I will not pay her debts, as we are not married.”

The Ohio Democrat (New Philadelphia, Ohio) Apr 12, 1872

Poetry Against Prose.

The following notices appear as advertisements in the Ticonderoga Sentinal of recent date:


Whereas my wife Josephine has left my bed and board without just cause or provocation, all persons are hereby forbidden to trust or harbor her on my account, as I shall pay no debts of her contracting hereafter.


No bed or board as yet we’ve had
From William O. or William’s dad.
Since last September, when we were wed,
Have furnished him both board and bed;
And for just cause and provocation
Have sent him home to his relation.


Josie has the best of it in wit if nothing else.

The Ohio Democrat (New Philadelphia, Ohio) Oct 5, 1893


To whom it may concern: All persons are hereby notified that Joseph Leipert has left my bed and board without any cause or reason therefor, and that hereafter I will not be responsible for any board, lodging, clothing, food, expenses, or other article furnished him.

Dated at Corning, Iowa, February 26, 1898.


Adams County Free Press (Corning, Iowa) Mar 10, 1898


My husband, John S. Sanders, having left my bed and board, notice is hereby given the public not to sell him anything in my name as I will not be responsible for debts or bills contracted by him.

New Oxford, Pa.

New Oxford Item (New Oxford, Pennsylvania) Sep 5, 1918

To all Whom it may Concern.

My wife, Francis Catching, having separated from me, and having left my bed and board without any just cause or provocation, I hereby notify all persons not to trust or give her credit on my account, as I will pay no bills, debts, or obligations contracted by her from and after this date, of any nature or kind whatever.

Missoula, M.T., Feb. 23, 1883.

The Daily Miner (Butte, Montana) Mar 4, 1883

MY WIFE, Mrs. I.H. Tupen, having left my bed and board, I will not be responsible for any debts contracted by her after this date, December 11, 1919. Irving H. Tupen.

P.S. — Her name formerly was Miss Avy Alice Cutlip.

Woodland Daily Democrat (Woodland, California) Dec 19, 1919

Henry J. Stahle: New Year’s Address – 1861

January 1, 2010

Henry J. Stahle (Image from


The Carrier of The Compiler.
Jan. 1, 1861.


I am here again this morning —
Is the Carrier “all forlorn,” —
To give you all fair warning
That another year is born.

I am weary, very weary,
And my heart is almost broken;
Ah! this world is very dreary
Without a friendly token.

I have come again to greet you,
And to drive your cares away,
And, my friends, I hope to meet you
In a brighter, happier day.

Image from

But there is a certain matter
That pains me very much:
Just present me with a Quarter,
And my feelings you will touch.

All hail! all hail! auspicious day!
Thou day of joy and gladness!
Thou hast returned to chase away
Our sorrow and our sadness.

Without thee, what were life on earth
But one grand scene of trouble?
Without thee, all our moral worth
Were but an empty bubble.

Another twelvemonth has gone by
Since last we has a New Year,
Another season has drawn nigh
When we should make good cheer.

Said one of old — and he well knew, —
“There is a time for all things,”
So let us then our duty do,
And condescend to small things.

O, how many weary journeys
Has the Carrier made through town,
With his brief for lean Attorneys,
And his nonsense for the Clown.

With his “Markets” for the Merchant,
And his “Married” for the single;
With his “Deaths” for skillful Doctors,
And his Stories a la Cringle.

In return for this great favor
It is me?t that you should buy
An Address from this young shaver,
And light up his youthful eye.

In the year that’s just departed,
Oh, how many ties were riven;
Oh, how may plans were thwarted,
and how many farewells given!

The deed is done! let angels weep,
And clothe themselves in mourning;
Our blessed UNION now is rent, —
Let future States take warning.

Distracted are the councils now
Of our beloved nation —
There’s trouble in the workshop North,
And on the South plantation.

Our fate no human eye can see,
Whether weal? or woe shall come, —
May kind Heaven keep in peace and free,
This broad land — for all a home.

Black Republicans are making
A terrible commotion;
When asleep, and when they’re waking,
They hold the foolish notion, —

That the glorious Constitution,
Which our wise ancestors framed,
Is a useless institution,
And ere long will be disclaimed;

That there’s a “higher law” than all, —
The “law” of anti-slavery; —
A “law” involving Freedom’s fall,
Ignoring all true bravery.

1860 Japanese Mission to U.S.

Image from MIT

The Japanese — that jealous race —
Who live beyond the oceans,
Came over here, with friendly face,
And brought us sundry notions.

Tateishi "Tommy" Onojirou Noriyuki (Japanese Translator)

Image from Lock Haven University (Bob Sandow)

The fairest one of all the Japs
Was one whose name was Tommy;
The ladies slyly gave him slaps, —
They loved this little Tommy.

But the wonder of the season
Was that great and mighty ship,
Which, for no especial reason,
(Ere she made her trial trip.)

The English named Great Eastern, Sirs,
Regarded as a sailer,
It may in truth be said that hers
Is quite a total failure.

But hark! a sound that charms the ear,
‘Tis music on the waters;
The Prince of Wales is coming here
To court our Yankee daughters.

The day is fine; breezes gently
Waft his bark to this fair clime;
All are eager — eyes intently
Gaze upon this royal cyme[or maybe]

See! how lightly through each figure
Of the gay and sprightly dance
Trips the Prince, with all the vigor,
Of an Emperor of France.

To have a tilt at this young lion
The ladies all were eager;
But their chances for the English cion
Are very, very meagre.

Old Jenkins says that some e’en went
And kissed him for his mother, —
That certain damsels kindly sent
Some sweetmeats to his brother.

Sayers - Heenan Fight 1860

Image from Seaford Photographers

John Heenan and Tom Sayers,
Two pugilistic rowdies,
Made up their minds to fight like bears,
As sometimes do the dowdies.

Of our town and its improvements
It behooves me next to sing,
And recount the movements
That were made since early Spring.

First and foremost in importance
Is the Gas we burn at night;
Would you raise a great discordance?
Just deprive us of this light.

The richest thanks that we can give
Are due to the contractor,
For long as these Gas Works shall live,
He is our benefactor.

The population of our “city,”
By the Census M.’s return,
It two thousand ccc, ninety, —
Cut that rhyme will hardly turn.

The Railroad still is doing fine,
And daily making money;
But where it goes, should I divine?
And that seems rather funny.

Whichever way our eyes we cast
New buildings meet our view;
The outskirts of our town, at last,
Are growing wider too.

Image from

The Court House now is finished quite,
Surmounted by its steeple;
The town-clock too keeps going right,
Keeps going for the people.

Our County still is right side up, —
Vide how the “Star” men squirm, —
Except that Mister Mo?? fried up
To serve another term.

What he will do in these two years
We can’t with safety say;
He may (or not) shed copious tears,
And see about his pay.

John Covode (from Wiki)

Yes, more may this young member do; —
He’ll aid Covode & Co.,
He doubtless will spit out a few
Harangues for sake of show.

‘Twas said that Becker could not fail
The Sheriff to become;
But Samuel Wolf was sent to jail,
And Becker staid at home.

Old Metzgar said that he would bet
That Wolf said so and so,
By which he thought some votes to get,
But is was all no go.

Though Bailey and Martin outrun
Gentlemen of high desert,
We Eichholtz and Gardner won,
Millet, Pfoutz and Dysert.

Abe Lincoln Election 1860

Image from House Divided – Dickinson College

The field of November was gained
By Abe and his “Wide Awake” force —
The Union, thus struck at and maim’d,
Is stopped in its onward course.

Let patriots pause — think and pause!
By justice let peril be stayed —
In fairness and love let the laws,
ALL, be fully obeyed.

So now, my friends, I leave you,
I leave you with regret;
May naught occur to grieve you,

Or in any manner mar the pleasures not only of this festal day, but also of the year upon which we have just entered. Through the evil actions and still worse counsels of a certain dare-devil party of the North, rendered desperate by the desire of plunder, our once glorious country, purchased by the blood of many of Freedom’s gallant souls, is now rent in twain. That kind Heaven may avert the dangers that now menace us, and disperse the black and ominous clouds which obscure our political, social and financial atmosphere, is the earnest with of THE CARRIER.

The Compiler (Gettysburg, Pennsylvania) Jan 7, 1861


Henry J. Stahle photo essay: Gettysburg Daily website

Fire On The Prairie

July 30, 2009
Pony Express Wagon (Image from

Pony Express Wagon (Image from

[From the Louisiana (Mo.) Journal.]

Fire on the Prairie — A Terrible Scene — Ten Mail Bags Burned.

Mr. T.T. Stocks, just in from the plains, informed us that on last Monday two weeks ago, just preceding the great blow here, there was a terrible gale on the plains — The day was perfectly clear, not a cloud to be seen, but the wind was in a rage and from morning until late at night there was a constant rush of wind, so mighty that the mail coach was in constant danger of being overturned and smashed in pieces, and was only saved by the direction of the wind, which, coming from the west, struck it behind, pushing it forward. It was all the mules could do to hold it back, and prevent it from being driven over them.

But the most fearful encounter was that with fire, which, by some means had broken out upon the plains. The driver seeing the immediate danger he was in, laid the whip to the mules and fled before the devouring element with all the rapidity they could travel, but on came the mountain of flame leaping and gathering volume at every additional stride. Death of the most horrible character seemed to be the certain doom of the driver and expressman (fortunately there were no passengers along), when suddenly the mules, frightened by the loud roar and crackling of the flames, whirled around — overturning the coach, breaking the coupling, and causing the fore wheels to become disengaged from the body; with these they dashed through the flames, and ran back to the nearest station. The driver and expressman ran their heads into the boot of the coach, and covered themselves wit the fifteen mail bags on board, thus saving themselves from instant death — not, however, without getting pretty smartly scorched. Of the fifteen mail bags, with their contents, ten were burned up. The driver and expressman made their way back to the Pawnee station, on the Little Blue — the one they had left in the morning — where they found their mules had arrived pretty well singed.

The Adams Sentinel (Gettysburg, Pennsylvania) Nov 27, 1861

Great Expectations for ‘Great Expectations’

January 2, 2009
Great Expectations

Great Expectations

–To declare that Great Expectations, DICKENS’ last work, is also his best, would be somewhat hazardous, inasmuch as that those who have trembled with delight over the pages of Oliver Twist and David Copperfield will remain firm in the belief that such books cannot be bettered, even by the author, wilfully resenting any attempt to convince them to the contrary. It is fortunate, therefore, that we can refer the incredulous to the book itself — if “seeing is believing,” reading can prove no less so.

The former and more popular works of DICKENS are to be regarded as successions of sketches, rather than as completed and harmonious wholes. The plot was in every instance made subordinate to the characters. Amid the quaint touches of humor, the shrewd observation of actualities, and the all-pervading pathos with which DICKENS imbued his creations, we forgot to follow the thread of the story; and a critical examination at its close invariably assured us that at times the author had also forsaken the clue. It was the embarrassment of riches exemplified. In Great Expectations, however, DICKENS has mastered his wealth. He disburses his treasures as liberally as ever, but more judiciously. We have the same powerful delineations of character, the same strength and glory of color, the same vigorous contrasts of light and shade, but the whole is better managed; regard is had for the picture in its entirety, as well as for the effect of particular portions of the canvas. And the consequence is, that the work is one to challenge criticism.


It would be difficult to imrove the plot in its conception, more difficult still to say in what manner it might have been better managed. From the introduction of the story, where we find “Pip” and his convict in the churchyard, until the moment that we take leave of them, the plot progresses in so natural and apparently unstudied a manner, that the reader asks himself in vain: What should the author have added, what should he have taken away? Our interest is enlisted at the first tap of expectancy, nor is it dismissed the service until the completion of the volume.


A new round of characters has been created, and much of their conversation is quotable. “Barkis,” “Mrs. Gamp,” the respected “Mr. Pecksniff,” and other of our old acquaintances must look to their laurels. We have an especial favorite in ‘Joe Gargery,” good, honest, tender-hearted, strong-armed “Joe,” with his confused English, but his ever unconfused notions of right and wrong, and his unfailing devotion to vacillating and rather unworthy “Pip.” “Is that you, dear Joe?” asks the latter when he wakes from a trance of fever, to find a strong hand clasping his emaciated digits. “Which it air, Pip, old chap,” replies the ever constant “Joe.” How we sympathize with the patient man while his impatient spouse is “on the ram-page,” and how we think that her punishment would have been a deserved one had the villainous “Orlick” dealt stripe instead of that brutal blow, which spoilt ” a fine figure of a woman, she were, Pip.” Apropos of this “Orlick,” his is the most unartistic character in the book, and also the most unnecessary. For his crime there seems no adequate motive, and we rather suspect he is brought on the stage simply to be used as a means, in the hand of Providence, for delivering the worthy “Joe” from the troublesome “rampages” of his wife. “Miss Havisham,” in a literal sense, may be objected to as an exaggerated and impossible character. The faded and withered bridal dress, the accessory stocking, — worn unwashed and unremoved for years, — the mouldering bridal feast, the apartments whence the light of day and the faintest approach to a breath of fresh air were so carefully excluded, all these musty luxuries would have been swept away by friends and physicians even at the cost of a commission de lunatico inquirendo. The faded bridal silk would have been exchanged for wholesome flannel, the stockings would have been changed, and a general ventilation and fumigation of the apartments effected. But we fancy the author did not mean that the accessories with which he shrouded this lady should be literally understood. The withered and moldering surroundings are typical, they indicate that the woman’s life was in the past; that the current of her life, all pulsations of her heart in sympathy with the outer world, stopped when the clocks in the house were stopped by her command, on the bridal morning, so long ago.

In Great Expectations we joy to find that the cunning hand which drew “Little Nell,” and so many other pleasant portraitures of the brain, is not yet paralyzed, and that we may look forward to additional pleasures from the same source. The mine is not exhausted, — its boundless wealth becomes now plainly apparent, and we await with greater expectations than before what the future shall unearth. An illustrated edition of the book is published by T.B. PETERSON & BROTHERS, of Philadelphia.

The New York Times (New York, New York) Aug 19, 1861

Hon. Thomas Ewing: the “Old Salt Boiler”

December 18, 2008
Hon. Thomas Ewing

Hon. Thomas Ewing

I ran across a rather rabid little news clip concerning the Hon. Thomas Ewing, which peaked my curiosity. To be honest, I had never heard of him, so I am glad I stumbled across the article,  that led me to do the research.

Thomas Ewing had several children, plus he raised several more that weren’t his, including William Tecumseh Sherman, who ended up marrying one of Thomas’ daughters.

Thomas Ewing served  as an adviser to four presidents, and he knew Abe Lincoln very well. To read more about him, here is a link with tons of interesting information about his family and his life.

Here is the article that first caught my attention:

It is said that Hon. Thos. Ewing will be the republican candidate for Congress, from the Fairfield District, Ohio.–Exchange.

It is impossible to make a republican out of Thomas Ewing. His mind began to fossilize in 1810, and it has grown more stony ever since. He, like old Mr. Crittenden and the “Bourbons” of like proclivities, have learned nothing for twenty years. You might as well elect Henry Clay’s Kentucky jean suit of old clothes to Congress, and call it a republican, as Thos. Ewing.

Weekly Gazette And Free Press (Janesville, Wisconsin) 11 Jul 1862

This next one was actually published the year earlier, and mentions his son as well:

Some of the Kansas papers are strongly urging the claims of Thomas Ewing, jr., for the Senate of the United States. Mr. Ewing, is a son of Thos. Ewing, of Ohio, the “Old Salt Boiler,” as he used to be called, when in active political life. Mr. Ewing  jr., is now we believe, one of the Supreme judges of Kansas.

Dawsons Fort Wayne Daily Times (Fort Wayne, Indiana) 01 Mar 1861

These next excerpts were both in the same edition, the referenced letter being on the front page, and the NON-apology on the next page, which  I am posting first:

Letter of Hon. Thomas Ewing.
We offer no apology for filling our first page with the proceedings of the Johnson Union Convention at Columbus, and the able letter of HON. THOMAS EWING of Ohio. We predict for the letter a careful and candid perusal by every thoughtful citizen without regard to what party they may belong. Mr. EWING is a statesman of marked ability, was a distinguished member of the cabinets of HARRISON and TAYLOR, was a whig U.S. Senator for many years, and as a jurist holds a front rank in his profession. Having never voted a Democratic in his life –and having stumped the State against McCLELLAN in 1861, he is not open to the taunt of copperheadism, and every supporter of LINCOLN ought to be able to give his letter an impartial consideration.

The Ohio Democrat (New Philadelphia, Ohio) 17 Aug 1866

Excerpts from the letter:

Senator Trumbull,  in a speech lately delivered to his constituents, claims that the President did not punish traitors sufficiently, in other words, that there had not been ruin and misery, poverty and privations enough brought upon the people of the South to teach them that rebellion was unprofitable.

Mr. Trumbull, had his views been carried out in detail, would have taught them well that submission was even less profitable than rebellion, and I would ask under what law, after the war ended, could the President hang or shoot, or imprison those who had been traitors? The matter must have been submitted to our courts of justice, and no time had elapsed sufficient to organize and officer courts and bring to trial an hundred thousand criminals for treason.

My wish is that the Republican party, very many of whose members I highly respect may return to the path of constitutional rectitude, and walking in that path. I wish them a long and successful administration of their appropriate sphere in the affairs of the Government, and if they and the Constitution and the Union cannot exist together, I as earnestly desire their speedy overthrow.


The Ohio Democrat (New Philadelphia, Ohio) 17 Aug 1866

Another EWING site with a few pictures (which is where I got the one at the top of the post) and more about him and his descendants. You can read about Thomas Ewing adopting William Tecumseh Sherman here.