Rensselaer Union, Volume 1, Number 28, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 8 April 1869 — Chinese Jugglers. [ARTICLE]

Chinese Jugglers.

The Chinese jugglers and their curious tricks are often a matter of great interest to the stranger. Un--1 ike the' modern:; prestidigitator, ho has no apparatus, no tables with drawers, no baskets and boxes, with false bottoms, therefore his trick seems all the more wonderful. One trick I remember that I was never tired of seeing, it was so curious and at the same time so beautiful. The juggler is furnished with a square tile of white porcelain, apparently no different from any other piece of white ware, lie asks you what flower he shall make appear on the surface. Perhaps you say a red rose. He waves a brush over tKeplaTe’arfew'tTfilWftire brnsh h as apparently no color in it and ho has no color near him, and in a moment the flower appears on the fade of the tile, with its appropriate leaves as if painted by a most skillful hand. When you have admired it sufficiently he passes his hand across the picture, and it is gone. You ask to see a water-lily next, and with a few’ waves of the samp brush he produces it, without a moment’s hesitation,. and wipes it away in the same manner. No matter wlift ’fioWdrycru ask fur, no lung a» it is one the juggler is acquainted with, he will paint it for you. The growth, blossoming and fruit bearing of a seed planted before your eyes, in a little mound of earth on the pavement beneath your window is another of the inexplicable tricks of,their jugglery, and it becomes peculiarly difficult of explanation, when the fruit you see grow and are afterwards allowed to eat is not in season and therefore not to bo ptocijned In the market.

Where John Morgan wm KUM. (Corr«ipond.i>e« Ctnolnnall Ootnm. ratal. | As yon leave the depot, and walk down toward the main portion of Greenville, immediately to your left, after you have walked some two hundred yards, thoreis a large red brick houae, standing upon a little rise of ground, hack some thirty yard# frotirihe street. Th* house is surrounded on alleidosby trees and shrubbery, which wakca it onq oi the most picturesque residences ip that place. In the front of this house, ami reaching the sidewalk, there ia about half an acre in grape-vines, aud here and there among them apple-trees.— This is called a garden, and near the center of this garden, John Morgan, the famous rebel raider, wits killed. At the time, he and a portion of his command occupied the town, and he was asleep in the house, which I have just described. Morgan bad been in town several days,’ but was intending to leave the following day, as the Federal* were advancing in force. It was a dark, rainy, cloudy night iu October, when a spy silently stole out of Greenville, and rode with all speed a distance of ten miler, where the Federal* were encamped. He communicated to them that John Morgan was in Greenville, wit’n only a few of his men, and that with proper diligence he might be caught. *

Ont into the ’darkness two hundred Federal cavalrymen rode, and a little before day they arrived in the edge of the town. They surrounded the place, and dashed iu from all points of the compass at, once, with a terrible yell, that sent terror to the hearts of all that heard it. The rebels were taken completely by surprise, and made but a feeble resistance. Morgan was suddenly awakened by the tumult, and for a moment seemed bewildered. He knew not which way to fly. “Go to the garden! hide in the hushes and vines! quick! quick!’* cried some of the negro servants. Morgan stood for a moment as if undetermined what to do, and then rushed out at the front door into the garden. He was barefooted,, bareheaded, and had nothing on but his shirt and drawers, which were white and easily seen in the distanced, but it happened that none of tiie soldiers saw him.— There was one person who did. However, and that was a young lady, who lived near by, and being awakened by the firing and shouting, looked out and saw Morgan run in among the shrubbery in the garden. She ran down the street *to where four or five Federal soldiers were, and said to them, “John Morgan’s hid in that garden, shoot him!” The soldiers saw a white object, ami all of them but on® fired, but they only wounded, and did not kill him. Morgan remained perfectly motionless, a* to have moved was as certain death as to remain still. The soldier who had not fired now advanced nearer, took deliberate aim and fired, The ball pierced the body of John Morgan, and in a few hours he was no more. The garden was surrounded by a paling fence. Three or four of the palings were removed to drag his body but, and their places are now Supplied by others. But the spot is marked by a small pleeß*wf; plank, which is nailed on at the top of the fence, and all who choose can see the spot where he fell, and the place where he was dragged out. The young lady who betrayed him still lives near Greenville, and when Morgan was laid out she placed some in his coffin, and with her own hands wiped the clots of gore from his face. At that time there was a lady here, yhosr" had been killed in the rebel army. Having consider abl e g ift o f gab, shewent North and represented herself as the woman who had betrayed John Morgan, and gave “lectures.” Of course, every body turned out to see the woman who had been so instrumental in ending the career of the famous raider, and th® result was she became rich and quite a famous lecturess. She first lectured, I believe, in Ohio, and little did the good people who gave a dollar a head to hear her imqgiqe that the one who stood before them detailing the story of the death of John Morgan was none other than a rebel lady, who never saw John Morgan, dead or alive. She used to say that the “Yankees wouldn't know the difference,” and they didn’t Doubtless, those who heard her were just as well satisfied with her lectures as if ..she had been the identical wopiatpwho bfl* trayed the famous raided