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The Daily Dispatch: February 1, 1861., [Electronic resource], State's-rights Ticket. (search)
hearty support of you, and with the expression of a warm interest in your success, we remain, sir, Very respectfully, your ob't serv'ts, Nathan'l F. Bowe, Wm. F. G. Garnett, Jno. A. Hutcheson, Jno. Wilder Atkinson. Richmond, Jan. 30, 1861. To Messrs. William F. G. Garnett, Nathaniel F. Bowe, Jno. W. Atkinson, and Jno. A. Hutcheson: Gentlemen: Your letter informing me "that at a meeting, this day held, of the friends of those gentlemen who have been most prominently pr my name was unanimously agreed upon as the candidate, it has this moment been received. In reply, I have only to say, that with unaffected diffidence in my qualifications for the post which you have assigned me, I shall endeavor to hold up the State's-Rights banner as best as I can in the short canvass before me, and if it shall be the pleasure of my fellow-citizens of the county to elect me, I shall serve them to the very best of my ability. Jno. R. Garnett. January 30, 1861. ja 31--4t
The Daily Dispatch: February 1, 1861., [Electronic resource], State's-rights Ticket. (search)
From Washington. [special Correspondence of the Dispatch.] Washington, Jan. 30, 1861. "This correspondence" went to the President's last night. Actual contact with, or vision of, the Old Public Functionary (Defunctionary, they now call him,) did not occur. On the contrary, this correspondence contained itself by leaning on a door near the ante-chamber, in which the Marine Band was tooting bad music, and watching the mass of various and ill- favored humanity as it slowly circled round the East Room, like dumplings round a boiling pot. 'Tis a ridiculous spectacle. All the men strut loftily along, trying to look as much like Congressmen as possible, and all the women hanging on their arms make it a rule to gaze into their escorts' faces with an insensate grin, as if they were excessively delighted at nothing. Having seen a number of plump white necks and too many jagged shoulder-blades, this correspondence vamoosed the ranche. It is Jos. C. G. Kennedy, and not John P.,
The Daily Dispatch: February 1, 1861., [Electronic resource], article 2 (search)
From Charleston. [special Correspondence of the Dispatch.] Charleston, Jan. 30, 1861. You need not rely at all upon any of the thousand and one rumors by telegraph and letters sent from this place concerning political affairs and complications of South Carolina. They are all guess work and vague reports. No one in this city, outside of the Governor and his Cabinet, knows what are the instructions to Col. Hayne, or whether he is instructed to demand Fort Sumter or not; and I now write hastily to say, nothing that has been or may be said, unless it be over the Governor's signature, can be relied on at all. All that I have said to you on the subject, has been the general impression of well-informed citizens and my own, and we know actually nothing, and in these times of excitement, it is best, I think, not to add unnecessary alarm and uneasiness. I have two friends here, gentlemen heretofore antipodes in their belief as to the ultimate direction things would take, who now