Samuel Carpenter, a friend and counsellor of
I’exn, and one of the largest proprietors,
speaking in council in defence of the provincial
laws, in lli'.ld, declared, “If now they are our
laws, I will stand by them. 1 would rather
lose all that 1 have in the world than part with
our laws.” His successors cannot but largely
participate in this patriotic feeling.
It is for the maintenance of our laws and
government t hat our soldiers have shed their
blood and yielded their lives. Those who have
risked life but yet live, ask us to help heal
their wounds, to relieve their suffering, to raise
them from the low languishment of fevers, and
the lower prostration of barbarian starvation
and exposures of rebel prisons. All Christians
confess themselves subject to the captaincy of
One who commanded and commands 11 is fol
lowers to do good, even unto enemies. Shall
Christians then refuse to minister to those who
have risked all. and suffered all but death to
befriend and defend them .' Though we may
not have sent them to the battle-held, have not
put arms and ammunition into their hands, yet
they are here among us, maimed, bleeding,
suffering from patriotic devotion to their coun
try! .Shall we not lend a hand to relieve them ?
Let the answer come by expressive deeds.
Em K. Price,
Chairman of Committee.
If there were ever noble words, nobly spo
ken, these are of them ; and we are glad that
the Triends of Philadelphia—our own dear
old city—have so able and eloquent an advo
cate of a great and holy cause.
A statesman is nothing without a Post or
an Office—the Fair presents them both com
bined in a “letter-ary” institution whose
hidden stores of attractions are, as we learn,
far superior to anything ever offered before at
any fair in America. A striking feature is
presented in the fifty cent “gift letters,” con
taining each an attractive present, which forms
an agreeable souvenir of the Fair.
The merry Signor Blitz is in the avenue
running along Race street, and adjoining the
Children's Department. Exhibitions are given
afternoon and evening, and no more popular
man can be found within the Fair Buildings
than Bi. it/., flic magician. Willie Bareev,
the wonderful Wisconsin drummer boy, assists
in this department. Althou; h not near so
tall as his drum, and but four years of age,
his skill is surprising.
We call special attention to the following:
The public visiting tlic Central Fair are
cautioned to be on their guard against pick
porlcets, numbers of which are in tlic city for
the purpose of reaping a harvest, The Police
report that the principal ones are women.
At ten o’clock, last evening, the vote for the
sword stood as follows :
jMeade
Hancock ...
McClellan,
Grant
Siierman....
Warren
Total 705
In four instances, §lOO was paid for votes
for General Hancock.
Ottb 3D jvi IT
ODE BY THE PBINCE OF WALES.
The following exquisite poem, contributed
to Our Daily Fare by Ilis lloyal Highness, the
Prince of Wales, should have appeared in our
first number, but, unfortunately, it arrived too
late. Had the Executive Committee known
that it was so near at hand, the Fair would
have been postponed for a day or two, in order
that so distinguished a visitor might have been
received with all the honors. In a private
note, which we shall offer for sale at the close
of the Fair, 11. K. 11. assures us that lie has
introduced an original pun into each stanza,
in recognition of tlic world-wide reputation of
Philadelphia punsters. We have detected most
of them, and give our readers the advantage
of our editorial notes.
ORIGINAL POEM
ms r.OTAL RICHNESS THE PRINCE OF WALES.
I nm the monarch of the deep,
My kingdom stretches many u mile,
Let, wheresoe'er my squadrons sweep,
I never leave my native isle.
(Capital! very like a whale ! Isle, see “lie,”
corruption of Oil. Admirable !
Editor.)
I never mourn the woes of lift*,
Or weep, like some complaining lulthcr;
Ami yet, if you should ask my wile,
Slic'd say I have an endless eluurer.
(Good again ! The play is evidently on the
word blabhor. The allusion to Alexandra is
very touching.)
Yes! once I wept, I will admit.
"When Jonah,for his coward fears,
"Waslocked up in his dungeon-pit,
I did become a Wale or Tears.
(11. K. 11. is splendid! Don’t you see?
“Wale of Tears;” he means whale of tears.
Ha! ha!)
Fatigue I know not. Kent and cold
Ne'er cross my pathway to deter me;
Onward 1 rush, and naught can hold,
For all my nature is To Spur Me.
(I)ecp—very deep ! It can only be detected
by a rapid utterance of the last three words,
by which they resemble too gpermy. It is a
beautiful idea.)
I never spoke a single word,
Since I have roamed the world about;
And yet Demosthenes was heard
To wish that he like me could spout.
(The classics of Oxford sparkle in every
line. Spout is used to denote speech-making,
and also the ejection of large volumes of wa
ter.)
No author:* we, yet we have moved
One half creation with our talcs;
And we the tradesman’s rule have proved,
“ Small profits make toe quickest sales.”
(We nearly came to grief over this last
stanza. Could’nt see it at all. Fortunately,
ROD
,111
. 21
oo
WRITTEN DY
[For Our Daily Fare.]
a friend helps us to the suggestion that the
reference is to a celebrated rapid whaling voy
age made by one of the minor prophets in
ancient days. Admirable lloyal Highness!
are we right?)
“ GO AND DO LIKEWISE.”
The following extract from a letter written
by a soldier honorably discharged from ser
vice, is offered for publication in hopes the
noble and self-denying example set by one who
never expected the knowledge of bis good deed
to be extended beyond the very limited circle
of bis own friends, will suggest similar sac
rifices to others. Tlic writer of tlic letter is a
young man who has a strong desire for a
better education than his means allow ; and ho
lias worked during one season to earn money
to pay for his schooling the next. Hut his
own simple words better explain the man,
and illustrate his views and principles. lie
says :
“ I suppose you have been expecting to hear
from me that 1 have installed myself in a good
school, and am wading far into the depths of
study ; but 1 am sorry to say that circum
stances have worked against me. The poet
says : ‘ Who does the best liis circumstances
allow, docs well, acts nobly—angels could no
more.’
“ I have endeavored to do the best I possi
bly could; but in consequence of there being
an urgent call for volunteers, to hold up the
supremacy of the laws, and bear aloft tlie Stars
and Stripes triumphantly throughout our
broad and fertile land, 1 paid my money into
the Volunteer Bounty Fund, in order that the
demand on our township might be filled. We
had no difficulty in filling the quota for the
first call, but I am unable to tell whether they
have raised the quota under the last call or
not. Inm about seventy miles from home, and
have not heard from there since I commenced
my new duties, but am expecting news every
mail. I reflected considerably on the propri
ety of my enlisting wdien the call was made
for volunteers ; but I finally concluded it was
useless for me to try it again, for the reason
that my first experience was an entire failure.
I was all expense to ‘ Uncle Sam,’ and very
little profit. The exposure that a soldier is
compelled to endure, is more than my consti
tution will bear. Therefore I resolved to re
main where I am, and give my means toward
paying those who are able and willing to go,
provided those who are dependent on them
are cared for, and I think il is the imperative
duty for those who remain within their own
quiet households to sacrifice many of the
comforts and enjoyments of life, to relieve the
wants and aid in the maintenance of those who
are dependent on the soldier. The one that
will not do that much for his country i 3 not
worthy of Us strong arm of protection, and
positively should not receive it; but rather
should be sent into the heart of the Davis dy
nasty, to there learn wdiat oppression and un
constitutional measures are.”
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