Staunton Spectator

On Wednesday night last, at ten o'clock, Mr. Jno. B. Snider of this place was killed by Henry J. Webster, of Murray county, Tennessee, a soldier belonging to the 1st Tennessee Regiment, Colonel Manning commandant. Mr. Snider was employed in Mr. Jno. Beck's restaurant, where he was attending to his duties when Webster entered with his pistol in his hand and asked for oysters. He was informed by Mr. Snider that he could not furnish them as his supply was exhausted. Webster, in a very peremptory manner, demanded that he should get him some. Mr. Snider told him that he did not know where any could be obtained at that time. Webster swore that he should get them, aimed his pistol and shot Mr. Snider in the head. The ball entered above the left eye and penetrated the brain. He lived from 10 to 3 o'clock. He was a very deserving young man, possessed a good character, and had a social, kind and accommodating disposition. He leaves a young wife and child to mourn his sad and untimely death. The jury of Inquest held over the body of the deceased rendered a verdict of willful and malicious murder. The prisoner had his examining trial on Thursday and was committed to the county jail. There was very great excitement on the morning after the commission of the dreadful deed among the friends of the victim, and a very strong disposition prevailed to take the prisoner from the hands of the authorities and execute him by the summary process of Lynch law.

"Bohemian," the regular correspondent of the Richmond Dispatch, writing from Occoquan makes the following notice of the location and services of the "Staunton Artillery," commanded by Capt. John D. Imboden:

"Close by the town, lying under 'Rose Hill,' and almost in the shadow of the haunted house, is the camp of Capt. Imboden, whose battery did such good service in the battle of Manassas Plains. The gallant soldier is now very busy with Gen. Wigfall in examining the country around him, and in selecting locations where his guns could be used should the enemy advance. I have already spoken of an erroneous map of the battle field, upon which Gen. Ewell has a false position. It was even worse with Capt. Imboden, for in places where he fought like a tiger, and where his battery did the best service, the credit is given to another corps of artillery. Frequently on the 21st I saw his battery working as well as the best General could wish, but until late did not know whose guns they were, or who the gallant officer was who aimed them. Capt. Imboden is now under Gen. Wigfall, and will have a prominent place in the fight by the Occoquan, should one occur.

A Southern contemporary denounces in terms of just but strong reprobation the extensive distillation of the staff of life into one of the most prolific fountains of misery and death that ever was let loose upon an unhappy race. In the present condition of the South, when it is absolutely necessary that all the grain we raise should be converted to its legitimate purposes, the distillation into whiskey should be restricted to such limits as are required for medicinal purposes, and the moderate supply which is necessary for the army. Anything beyond this is a wanton, criminal, and treasonable waste of articles essential to the support of our soldiers and the comfort of our population.