Went Away Sorrowful

Yesterd:iy a bereaved patriarch, ap plied to G-en. Sherrnan to leiirn how he could reclaim his runaway slaves - 'I knw of onlyone way, sir, replied the General, " and that is through the Uniled States Marshal." The unsuspected planter started in pursuit of that officer, and was at last direeted to Colonel Hillyer's quarter.s, where he acked : " Is this the United States Marshal?" " Nu air ; the Provost Marshal." " Where can I find the United States Marshal Í" " Have you business with him ?" " Yes, Sir, I want iny niggere ; Gen. Shorman aya he is the proper officer to apply to." " Öh yes," replied Col. Hillyer, vvho perceived the joke, " he undoubtedly is; so the luw prescribes." " Is he in town ?" "I don't know, bnt I suspect not." " When do you think he left ?" " About a year ago, I reckon." At last it dawned npon the planter's brain, that since the United States officers vvere driven aut and the National courts broken up, the tugitive slave law is not in operation. He went back to Gen. Sherman and inquired if there was no other way of recovering hia chattel8. " None to my knovvledge, sir." " What can I do about it?" " Well, sil-, the law provided a remefor you ijlaveholders in cases like this, but you wore dissatisfied and smashed the machine. If you don't like your own work you'd better restore t and set it running again. Unless you do that very socn yoti'll havo no need of u iugitive slave law." The planter left with his admiration for the beiiuties of secersion a good