The Alleghanian, Ebensburg, Pa. Thursday, January 8, 1863 Volume 4, Number 15 NEWS Local and Personal [extracts from lengthy article] Here on the Mountain the Holidays glided away quietly. Nothing was wanting to complete the general enjoyment excepting a fall of snow sufficient for sleighing purposes and the promulgation of a New Year’s Address by our much respected Devil. Neither of these commodities owing to good and sufficient reason was forthcoming; so the general enjoyment was not quite complete. In Pittsburg, the Holidays are supposed to have been a big thing. We were there but couldn’t see it. Perhaps it was on account of the smoke. The smoke was very dense all the time and contrary to general rule, descended in flakes instead of vice versa in clouds. Antony Trollope is an Englishman and an author who has traveled extensively. Speaking of Pittsburg, he says: “It is, without exception, the blackest place which I ever saw---. The tops of the churches are visible and some of the larger building may be partially traced through the thick, brown, settled smoke. But the city itself is buried in a dense cloud---. Certainly, Pittsburg is the dirtiest place I ever saw.” We believe him. Pittsburg abounds in newspapers. We have read them all, frequently and are constrained to say that, when we buy out the city, as we anticipate doing shortly, we will consolidate the entire lot and print one good daily. Such an institution is needed there. When we do this and not before, we expect to be presented with a vote of thanks and the freedom of the city in a snuff box. We spent a day in Blairsville. This is a town that was intended for a city but was spoiled in the making. Still it is a very pleasant little place and by no means to be sneezed at. Furthermore we hereby pledge ourself not to sneeze at it until we obtain possession of the snuff box before mentioned. What we may do then will depend pretty much upon circumstances. We were informed, confidentially that there are no less than ninety-eight marriageable young ladies living within the limits of town! All of them, moreover, extremely good looking. [Snip] Adjutant James C. Noon We clip the following mention of the untimely death of our much respected fellow townsman, Adjt. Noon from the Philadelphia MERCURY of the 28th ult. “Among the gallant men who fell in the unfortunate affair at Fredericksburg, there is none whose position as a man or whose promise as an officer is a more fitting subject for eulogy than that of Adjt. Noon of the One-Hundred-and-Thirty-Third Regiment. James Chrysostom Noon was a native of Cambria county, and a few years since, became a member of the bar of that county in which he was winning his way to distinction. Early in the present unfortunate strife he joined the old Thirteenth Regiment in the three months’ service and at once became Adjutant of the regiment, a position which he held with honor to himself and advantage to the regiment, until they were mustered out of the service. Again a call was made for volunteers and again he joined the ranks of the gallant citizen soldiery of his native county. His capability and experience at once pointed him out as Adjutant of his regiment, the One-Hundred-and-Thirty-Third, to which position he was again promoted. It was at the head of this gallant regiment, while leading men into battle, that he fell – his size and appearance having rendered him a conspicuous mark for the sharpshooters of the enemy. He fell, beloved by his companions in arms and admired by all who knew him. In person, Adjutant Noon was considerably over six feet in height and in uniform was the “observed of all observers,” as the beau ideal for a military man. But, it was his good qualities of the head and heart that made him a favorite with all who knew him. Manly, impulsive and generous, he possessed in an eminent degree those qualities which attract the friendship of the young and the ardent. But he is gone! From the scene of his labors and may that Good Being, who “tempers the wind to the shorn lamb” solace the affliction of a bereaved mother, devoted sisters and a brother who would cheerfully have died to save him. At a meeting of the members of the Courts of Cambria county, resident in Johnstown, convened at the office of C. L. Pershing, Esq., the 22nd day of December, 1862, for the purpose of offering a suitable testimonial to the memory of Adjutant James C. Noon, late a resident of Johnstown, who fell in the recent battle near Fredericksburg, Va. Hon. Geo. W. Easly was appointed Chairman and S. B. M’Cormick, Esq., Secretary. On motion, Messrs. Moses Canan, Cyrus Elder, C. L. Pershing, James Potts, A. Kopelin, Danl. M’Glaughlin and John F. Barnes were appointed a committee who prepared and reported the following sentiments of condolence, which were adopted: Resolved, That in the death of Mr. Noon, the community has lost a worthy citizen; the Bar, a kind and intelligent brother and his relatives an affectionate friend. Resolved, That we deeply sympathize in the affliction of his aged and widowed mother; his brother and sisters, in this dispensation of Providence and early death of this excellent young man. Resolved, That the proceedings of this meeting be signed by the Chairman and Secretary, a copy sent to the mother of the deceased and that the Editors of the County papers be requested to publish the same. Resolved, That the Court be requested to direct this proceedings to be entered on the records of the court. [Signed] G. W. Easly, Chairman S. B. M’Cormick, Secretary