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The Two Furrows.
BY C. n. WEBB.
The rprlng-titao came—but not with mirth—
The banner of our trust,
And with it the best hopes of earth
Were trailing in the dust.
The Farmer saw the shame from 'far.
And stoppe d his plow afield ;
u y; 0 t tae blade of peace, but the brand of war,
This arm of mine must wield.
" When traitor hands that flag would stain,
Their homes 1 :t woman keep ;
Until its st rs burn bright again,
Pet others sow and reap."
Tha Farmer sighed—" A life-time long
The plough has been my trust ;
In truth it were an arrant wrong
To leave it now to.ru&t."
With roady strength the Farmer tera
The iron from the wocd,
And to the village smith he bore
That plough-shara stout and good.
The blacksmith's arm was bnro and 1 r iwn,
And loud the bellows roared;
The farmer flung his plowshare down—
"Now forge me out u sword !"
And then a merry, merry chime
The sounding snvil rung ;
Good sooth, it was a nobler vyrne
Than ever poet sung.
The blacksmith wroitght with skill that day.
The blade was keen and bright.
And now where thickest is the tray
The farmer leads the fight.
Not as o r old ihst blade he sways
To break the meadow's sleep,
But through the rebel ranks he lays
A furrow broad r.'id deep.
The farmer's face is burned nnJ brown,
Put light is on his brow,
Bight well he wots what blessings crown
The forrow of the p low.
•' But better is to-day; success,"
Thus ran the farmer's word,
"For nation's yet unborn shall bless
This foirow of the Sword "
JKVMK HOOD i
THE CHILD HEPOIP OF ffiTITKT,
BY CHARLIE I.AWTON LOVI2LL.
One of the first settlers of Kentucky was
Daniel Wood. Leavirg a comfortable home
in one of the astern States, he, with his
family, consisting of his wife and a li' tie
daughter about eight years of age, sought a
home on the far western borders of Ken
tucky. Here he soon built himself a log
cabin, and. assisted by a lame but faithful
negro .servant, who had accompanied him
from the east, he soon had quite'a patch of
ground cleared, and began anew the life of
a farmer combined with that of a hunter.
Prosperity smiled upon his efforts, and
six months passed without anything occur
ring to mar the even tenor of his way.
It was a bright, beautiful morning in
June. Old Sol had just turned out from his'
eastern couch, and peeping over the hills,
was bathing the horizon in crimson with
his smiles : when, armed with his trusty ri
fle, and a pack of skins strapped upon his
back, Daniel Wood issued from his cabin
door. He was bound on a visit to a neigh
boring station, some miles distant, to pur
chase a new supply of ammunition and other
little necessaries and luxuries that were
needed at the cabin. Pausing upon the
threshold of his home, he took a long and
anxious around.
" Keep a good lookout, Molly," he said,
turning to his wife, who was just behind
him, and who had come to the door to bid
her husband 'God speed' on his journey.—
"Keep a good lookout"; although the red
skins ain't shown themselves yet, thar's no
knowing when to expect the varmints ; and
they might pop out on you 'fore yer knowed
anything 'bout it."
" Never fear, Daniel," returned his wife ;
"there is no danger. The Indians have
never been seen 'round hero ; besides, we
have done nothing to anger them, and I
don't think they will interfere with us. But
look to yourself, Daniel ; the trail through
the forest to the station is a long one, and
you know not what danger may surround
you."
" Never fear for me, Molly," answered
the frontiersman : '-while I have faithful
Sallie here,"—and he lovingly patted the
stock of his rifle—" 'twill be dangerous
work for any redskin to come within shoot
ing distance of me ; so never fear, but keep
up a good heart—l shall be back before
dark."
And he pressed a kiss upon the lips of the
buxom dame.
Just at this moment the burly form of
Lame Jake, the negro, made his appearance
round the corner of the cabin, returning to
his breakfast from his early labors in the
fields. For a moment be gazed upon the
pleasant scene, bis eyes glistening with de
light and mirth : then he broke out:
"I, golly, massa ! Arn't you gwine to
kiss'poor old nig, too, 'fore you goes ? Yah,
yah, guess you'd better ! guess you'd bet
ter !"
And Old Jake shook with suppressed
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mirth at his humorous conceit.
"Go 'long, you black varmint!" answer
ed his master, laughter. "Git you grub and
then stay around the house till I come hack;
and take good care of your mistress and my
little darling here."
And he patted the golden tresses of his
daughter.
" Needn't tell me dat, massa, needn't tell
me dat. Old Jake look out for dem as long
as he got a single href of lite in his ugly ole
carcass, dat he will. Lor' bress you, mas
sa, if one of dem ar red debbils come round
anywhere near ole Jake, dey git fits, now I
coax you. If dis ole uig gits one of dese yer
claws on nim, Ingin gone sure !" and Jake
held up one of his mammoth hands. "Good
bye, massa ; neber fear Ingiu as long as ole
Jake's'round."
And with those words old Jake disappear
ed into the house, whilst the pioneer also
turned to depart, waving a last adieu as his
manly form disappeared in the depth of the
forest.
The sun had reached the meridian ; Jake,
true to his master's orders, had remained in
the cottage, and was now helping to prepare
the noondqv meal. Jennie, the golden
haired daughter of the pioneer, was setting
the dishes upon the table, while the matron
herself went forth to the little spring, some
hundred yards distant from the cottage, to
bring the pure cold water that was to be
their beveige. Slowly she approaches the
spring, her eyes anxiously cast around to
spy any suspicious motion of a leaf or bend
ing of a twig, for once or twice during Che
morning hours she thought or imagined she
saw the suspicious movement of the under
growth in the forest. She has reached the
spring at last. Suddenly she stops. What
is that in yonder clump of bushes'? It flut
ters in the air like the gaudy plumage of
some fores? bird. It is a bird's plume, but
it rests upon the head of some painted sav
age. Y'ou would hardly have noticed it ;
but the eves of the matron are sharp—for
not only her own life, but that of her darling
child depend upon her. Now for -presence
of mind. She must not lot them know she
has discovered them, and perhaps she may
yet regain the house.
Calmly she fills her pail with water and
turns-to retrace her steps. Already has she
passed over one quarter of the distance be
tween the spring and the house. Will she
reach there safely ?' her heart throbs aud
ibly. When—oh, horror !—3 savage and
appalling yell strikes upon her tar ; too
well she knows its import : the savages
have started in pursuit ! She must reach
the house before they do or all is lost. She
drops her bucket and starts on the race for
life. Terror adds wings to her flight, and
she will distance her enemies. No. one
burly savage gained her side ; but he harms
her not, but swiftly continues on toward the
house. What means lie by that manauvre?
alas ! her hearts tells her too well —the
house once in the possession of the Indians,
all are at the mercy of the savage foe.
Loudly she called Jake to shut the door ;
but the negro stands with-the handle of the
open door in his hand, fierce determination
depicted on his swarthy visage, 'i he mat
ron and the Indian gain the house together,
and both cross the threshold at the same
moment. But as Mrs. Wood passed the
servant, he calls to her :
" Bar de door, missus 1" And with one
spring he is upon the savage.
-Jennie slams to the heavy oaken door as
the rest of the Indians dash up to it. One
of them, more speedy than the rest, gets his
red visa'ge caught between the door and the
post, and thus prevents Mrs. Wood from get
ting the door securely closed ; hut the ma
tron has, as quick as thought, slipped the
bar it into its loop in one side of the door,
and using it as a lever, presses the oaken
barricade tightly against the body of the
savage, and holds him there a prisoner,
whilst his body protects the door from tbo
assaults of his companions outside.
But how goes on the fight inside.
We left old Jake grappling with the Indi
an. For once the negro had found His pratch
and each, clasped in the embrace of the oth
er had fallfin to the floor. Now they rolled
over from one side of the room to the other,
and at last it seemed the 'lndian would be
the victor. lie had succeeded in getting the
negro beneath him, and had drawn his knife
to finish his eiemy, when, with one great
effort of strength, Jake, as the knife of the
Indian was about to seek .his'heart, partially
relieved himself and seizing the Indian by
both arms, held him motionless —the knife
suspended in the air.
" Old nig got you now, you red cuss,"
puffed Jake. "No use yer tryin', yer caD't
git away ! Ole Jake ain't much on his pins
dat's the truf, but jist luf him git dese yar
arms onto anyt'ing and dey hoi' tighter nor
def to a dead nig—shure 1"
And Jake spoke the truth, for, though
lame and feeble in his legs, his arms were
strong enough to lift a ton. But Jake was
in a bad fix ; for, although he held the In
dian immovable,die was himself a prisoner,
and for some time he cogitated what to do.
Mrs. Wood could not help him, for she had
as much as she could do to keep the door
closed against the Indians outside. If he
had only sized the savage by the wrists, ha
might have broken them, and so make him
powerless; but, unluckilv, he had caught
" WE STAND 'UPON THE IMMUTABLE PRINCIPLES OF JUSTICE—NO EARTHLY POWER SHALL DRIVE US FROM OUR POSITION."
Bellefonte, Centre. County, Penna., Thursday Morning, Sept. 5, 1861.
! him about the middle of tlio forearm, and
with the ravage writhing about him it wa3
; impossible to shift his hold vrith safety.—
j What could he do ? A happy thought strikes
him. There is a sharp axe under the bed ;
could he get that. But, how could he use
it? That was the question, and he took a
tiger hold upon the Indian, that made him,
stoic though he was, writhe with pain.
" I golly ! you'll twist worse nordat, you
debbil !" muttered Jake, as another idea
worked its way -through his wool. Then
calling to Jennie, " come here Miss Jennie.
Dosen't git scart, chile, he can't git away.''
" I'm not afraid of him, Jake/' she said,
as she stepped forward, her eyes flashing
anger and hate on the savage foe. "What
can Ido to help you, Jake? Oh. I wish I
could kill him !"
And she shook her little fist at the Indian.
" Ugh, me kill, Scaip you, bymeby, may
be !" growled the Indian, as he made anoth
er attempt to free himself.
"Maybe you won't, neither," answered
the brave girl.. " But what shall I do, Jake
—what shall I do ?'*
" I tell you, Miss Jennie," answered Jake,
hope beaming on his dusky countenance.
" Bar's an axe nnder de bed—mighty sharp
one, too. Yah, yah, ole nig sharp him up
yesterday. Didn't know what for do—guess ;
Indian find out, pooty soon. Well, Miss j
Jennie, you git de axe, cum up behind Ingin j
and gib him one good lick in de bed and kill
him. Dat's what you do."
For a moment, Jennie, in horror, shrank
from the deed. She was not afraid, but the
idea of shedding blood had something horri
ble in it to the child, even if it was the
Mood of an enemy. She looked at her
mother inquiringly.
£! Shall I do it, mother ?" she asked.
"It is cur only hope of safety, Jennie," i
replied the matron, after a moment's hesita
tion. "Do it, if you can, daughter; it is
the only way to save our lives."
"I can do it, and I will!" answered the
brave girl, and she sprang to get the axe.
The Indian had listened attentively to the
short conversation. Little as he understood
he knew they were contriving some plan, but
what it was he could not make out. The
appearance of the axo soon enlightened him
on that point, and as he saw the youg girl
approach with the weapon, liL struggles to
get away became almost superhuman, and
he had nearly succeeded in his object as the
axe descended upon his bead. A sudden
movement of the Indian rendered the blow
partially ineffective, and the axe glanced off
merely inflicting a slight wound. But again
the young heroine raised the weapon, and
again it descended, this time with fatal eflect
and the savage sank dead at her feet. —
Dropping the axe. Jennie turned, in horror,
from the sickening spectacle. Old Jake
sprang to his feet with a hoop that was aud
ible to the Indians on the outside, and seized
upon the axe.
" I golly, missus," lie shouted, "dat's de
way to sarve 'em out!'" Then pointing to
the savage who, a prisoner in the door, had
been a witness to the fa'e of his comrade,
Jake continued, "jus' let in dat udder
cuss dar, an' we'll sarve him off in de same
manner. I golly, I t'ink I'll hab a cut at
him anyhow."
And !.; hobbled towaid the door : but the
Indian saw him coming, and knowing his
fate if he stayed there he gave a yell and
making one great struggle for liberty and
life, he succeeded in releasing himself, but
not without leaving a considerable portion
of his gaudy dress and painted cuticle behind
as the'door closed ; and Mrs. Wood joyfully
fixed the stout oaken bar, that had done
such good service in its place. Yell upon
yell arose from the savages outside of th?
house ; but suddenly they were drowned by
the sharp crack of a dozen rifles, and the
hope of rescue sprang up in the hearts of
the beseiged. Flying to a loophole in the
-wall of the cabin, Mrs. Wood looked out. —
A dozen Indians lay dead on the ground,
while the survivors were flying in all direc
tions. And issuing from' the forest were
some eighteen or twenty hardy frontiersmen
headed by Daniel Wood himself, who sprang
across the open pace and was welcomed
with opened arms by his overjoyed wife at
the threshold,
The cabin was soon filled with the woods
men, while Jennie —dear, brave Jennie, was
lauded to the highest pitch for her couago-
Nor was old Jake forgotten. The oppor
tune ai rival of Daniel and his friends were
then explained. It seems that one of their
neighbors, while hunting in the woods, dis
covered the Indians ; and watching them,
had seen them make toward Mr. Woods. —
! The man hurried to the station to obtain
help, and there found Mr. Wood. A party
was soon raised and on the march.. Our
readers know the rest. But old Jake ever
after asserted .
" Dat if missus had only luft dem red cus
is in, one at time, Missie Jennie and dis ole
nig would hab killed detn all off—Shur's yer
boin."
JKjylDthe battle of Bull Run, Henry
Benson of Kenosha county, Wis., fought gal
, antiy with his regiment, the 2nd Wisconsin.
J 110 was first shot through the hand, and ex*
I claimed, "There goes one band for the Un
| ion. Kally, boys, and down with the trait
ors !"• Just then a ball struck him near the
heart. He died, exclaiming, "Tell my father
I die like a man fighting for the Union."
The English Press on Bull Run.
When the London Times declares that the
Secessionists gained a victory at Bull Run—
"a complete victory—as much a victory as
.Austerlitz" —one wonders which most pre
dominates, its simple effrontery, its palpable
ignorance, or its notorious mendacity. The
London Daily Telegraph, -which sets if down
as only "second to Magenta, or to So'iferino,
in actual slaughter," is just as badly inform
ed. Our readers should know that tbo Tele
graph long had been a liberal, independent
journal, but has lately become the tbick-and
thin advocate ot the PalmerstOD Ministry,
and especially ot the small morsel of mortal
ity, Earl.liussel, who exactly realizes the
idea Tom Moore's satirical poem, " There
was a little man, and he had a little soul."
In the battle of Magento 20,000 Austriaos
were placed hors de combat, 7,000 wore taken
prisoners, and 12,000 muskets and 30,000
knapsacks wer.o picked up. At Soifenno, the
Austrian loss was considerably greater,—
but the victory there lost Lombardy to Aus
tria, confirmed the exile of the Grand Dukes,
transfeired Tuscany, Parma, and Modenato
Victor Emmanuel, and paved the way for the
annexation of the Kingdoms of Naples Sici
ly, and all the rest of Italy except Venitia
and the small remnaDt of Italy not defended
by French bayonets.
When the news of Napoleon's victory at
Austerlitz reached William Pitt, ho was al
most paralyed with dismay, surprise, and
anger, He grasped the despatch, and con
clusively crushing it upin his hand, exclaim
ed, with the energy of eonviction and grief.
" Then we may roll up the map of Europe
for the next twenty years." In six weeks,
ho was a dead man—heart-broken by a vic
tory which made Napoleon virtual master of
the continent of Europe. In that battle, 10,-
000 of the Austro Russian army were left
dead on the field. 20,000 were taken prison
ers, 185 pieces of cannon, 400 cessions, and
45 standards were captured. The French
lost 12,000 men, and Napoleon's force of
80,000 men was opposed by 84,000 of the al
lied army. That teas a battle, which at once
placed Northern Europe at the conq e or's
feet, and closed tha o by the peace
of Presburg.
Compare these great Eurepean battles,
which innnediaftdy decided most momentous
points-name'y, the supremacy of Nop do on
I , and th i liberation of Italy,—with our bat
tle of Bull Run. Wer had a small force en
gaged,—wr won the victory at first, —we sus
tained one of those sudden and inexplicable
panics which sometimes paralyze the best
troopsC {as with the French on one occasion,
during the Italian war of 1859 :) v c did not
lose a single standard ; the enemy was either
unable or unwilling to fallow up the " vieto
ry ;" and our troops are now preparing for
a renewal of the campaigo, with better dis
cipline and better heart than before, for l.bey
have unbounded confidence in the united
command of General Scott and General Mc-
C Han.
If che London Times ebould desire to be
considered " iba leading journal of Europe,"
(a title which it modestly claims for itself )
it must get new and well-informed writers.
Every military man—every reader, in fact,
of ordinary knowledge, whether derived from
books or conversation—must detect, at once,
the reckless and even impudent mendacity
which declares liull Run to be " a complete
victory—as much a victory as Austerlitz."
Mr. Russell, upon whose long report The
Times rests for information, saw nothing of
the fight, which had been raging some seven
hours before he reached Centreville, the ler
mious of his journey. Indeed, he only de
scribes the retreat —the rout, if the wordeuit
him better. Considering that he had left his
escort seven miles behind him, by the time
he had reached the Long Bridge over the
Potomac, and actually was one of the fore
most fugitives who reached Washington, dis
tancing every other newspaper man out on
service that day, his sketch is very clever.—
We shall not too furiously inquire how he
was able to describe scenes from which be
frayd'ed as fast as ever his galloping steed
could carry him.
We repeat, the rout has given us as a les
son which was Eeeded. It has checked, and
probably stopped, the tendency to be influ
enced by the advice or the reproaches of ci
vilians, and has placed the conduct ot the
war in the hands of capable military chiefs.
If Europe has any idea that the United States
will not carry out the firm purpose ot com
pelling the revolted South to abandon its
treason and come back under the shelter of
the Constitution, it will do well to think oth
erwise. We won Freedom, in our struggle
for Independence, by the same self-reliance
aiad valor which we now shall exercise to
succeed, with so just a cause as ours, would
be to nullify the glory of the past—in the
words of the poet:
Was it for this we sent out
Liberty's cry from our shore ?
Was it for this that her shout
Thrilled to the world's very core ?
As the London Daily News says : " The
defeat of the North shuts the door to com
promise or to acquie6consa on any terms
the South can offer. 2he Union is bound 1o
conquer now. The spirit of New England and
the Northwest will rise to the occasion ; and
we, of the old race, tried and strengthened
by many reverses, shall not be surprised if
our kinsman never rest until they have turned
' defeat into victory."—Philadelphia, Press.
Evergreen Mountains of Life.
j °
; There's a land far away 'mid the stars we are
told,
Where we knew not tlie'sorrows of time ;
Where tha cure waters wander through valleys
of gold,
And life is a treasure sublimo,
'Tis the land of our God—'tis the homo of our
soul,
Where ages of splendor eternally roll—
Where the way-weary traveler reaches his goal,
On the evergreen mountains of life.
Our gaze cannot soar to that beautiful land,
But our visions have told of its bliss,
| And our souis by tho gale Jrom its gardens are
fanned,
I When we faint in the deserts of this,
i And we sometimos have longed for holy repose,
When cur spirits were worn with temptations
and woes,
And we've drank from the tido of the river that
flows
From the ovcrgrcen mountains of life.
Oh, the star never treads tho blue heavens at
night,
But v e think where the ransomed have trod,
And the day never smiles from.its places of light
But wc feel the bright smiles of our God.
Wa are traveling homeward, through changes and
giooin,
To a kingdom where pleasures unchangingly
ciooia,
And our guide is the glory that shines through
the tomb,
From the Evergreen Mountains of Life.
THE BROKEN HEART.
BT J!EB. W. K. BENSON.
I saw her once and loved her.
For her face and form were fair.
No tear was then within her eye,
Nor on iier brow a care.
I saw she loved another.
And em ie.i him his lot ;
Oh. how I madly worshipped her !
But ycc she knew it not.
Why did I let her give her heart, „
So trusting pure and kind.
To one who valued not the gift,
Xor-the beauties of her mind.
He only loved her when she smiled,
Or when she looked most fair;
De sought not to retain her love
By a husband's watchful eare.
J saw her weeping and alone,
W hv <sroot those tears so fast ?
Was it the dread of griefs to come,
Pr the memory of the past ?
I felt that she too soon had found
His Jove upon the wane,
| Though he vowed to love and cherish iter.
Beneath the holy faue.
When last I saw lior, oil, how changed
Was that much neglected one !
Too proud to utter a complaint, ,
Sad, silent, loving on.
I b.iw her press a tiny form,
And watched her parting breath ;
flow fondly was that dear one held
In her cold embrace of death !
British Neutrality.
On Tuesday, the Gt L of August, the Brit
ish Parliament was prorogued, after thecus
tomary Ministerial document, called " the
Speech from the Throne," was read by the
Lord Chancellor. One sentence runs as fol
lows :
"The dissontinnp which arose -ome months
ago in the United States or North America
have unfortunately assumed the character
|of open war. lier Majesty, deeply lament
ing this re suit, has dcteamined, in common
with with the other powers of Europe, tool
\ sere a sit id neutrality between the contending
1 parties."
This is a fair promise. We wonder bow
it has been kept. Lord Palmerston told the
| house of Commons that a blockade was no
| blockade unless it were so strictly kept that
vesseles could enter or leave the prescribed
: port. Lord Lyons, long suspcctod of stronly
j sympathising with the South, is actually ac
| oused, at this moment, as having entered in
j to oommcnication with Mr. Jafferson Davis
as to the terms on which England would rec
ognise "the so-called Confederate States" as
an independent nation. And, to crown all,
the London Morning Post, Palmcrston's or
gan ar.d properly, declares that there is a de
jure Government in "the South," and pro
claims it as a "tact that the SaUth has acb;ev_
ed its Independence." If this be Palmer
ston's idea of neutrality, it will not give sat
isfaction here.
Let England play false now, or even at.
teiEDt it, and she will pereipitate herself in
ito a deadly war with this country. We can
ra'se sufficient soldiers to subdue Southern
j P.ebe'.lion and punish British audacity, and
we will do it. For every four men now un
! der arms against the South, there would be
five and-twenty ready to pull trigger against
j a British enemy. We have had ample ex
| perienee of<he insolence of such a foe, and
! we have already punished it in a very indis
putable manner. If England wishes a war
I with this country—on no other account tkau
i because it has flourished under republican
| system—we will not Eay "No," and then
' Earth may hide—waves engulf—firo consuma us,
I But they shall .not to Slavery doom us:
1 If they rule it shall be o'er our ashes and our
graves ;
; But we've smoto thom'already with fire as the
i waves,
I And new triumphs on land ore before ns,
I To the chacgo I—Heoven's1 —Heoven's banner be o'er us.
j Is England anxious to lose Canada and
I her West India Islands ? Then, the readiest
; way is to acknowledge the South, which will
! cause a war with the United States. The is
| sue of such a contest would simply deprive
England of her Atlantic and trans-Atlantio
possessions, besides placing her at the mer
cy of France.— Phil. Press.
Many a man is black-balled by those
j who are hardly fit to perform that operation
on his boots.
A Captain Sold.
A gallant volunteer effieer was badly sold
1 a few days since, lie was seavohing the
Louses of citizens for arms, with a squad ot
men, and on arriving at the resideuce of an
old gentleman named Hayes, was met in the
hall by his daughter—a beautiful black
eyed girl of eighteen—who appeared deeply
agitamd, and imploted the captoin not to
search the house. The officer was immovable
resolved to do his duty, nnd the more bent
upon searching from the apparent dismay of
the fair girl. " Indeed—indeed," eh 9 ex
claimed, " we have only three guns in the
house."
The captain smiled incredunusly. Fetch
them to me," said he, rc-membering the fate
of poor Ellsworth. The young lady hurried
up stairs, and returned with an old rusty
double-barreled shot gun that no prudent
man would have ventured to load and dis
charge. " The others —the other two !" de
manded the officer. " Ob, sir, my brothers J"
sobied the girl. " I cannot take them from
them !"
The captain pushed her on one side.—
"Forward, men!" he shouted, falling into
the rear himself. As the file of soldiers has
tily mounted the stairs the young lady clung
to the skirts of the officer, who was the last
to ascend, exclaiming, wildly,
" But—bur, sir, my brothers—you will
not harm my brothers ?"
The captain shook her off somewhat un- j
gallantly and rushed up after rne soldiers, ■
who by this time, reached the oloset door of I
a chamber. After a pause, the men pushed |
open the door, and rushed io with bayonets !
fixed, when twojuvenile Zouaves, of the ages :
of eight and ten years, fully armed and ;
equiped with wooden gune, appeared drawn j
up in line before them. At the same mo
ment lie silvery laugh of the black-eyed
beauty was heard on the 6tairs, echoed by a .
coup'e of chambermaids, who w ore peeping j
over the banisters from aboye. The officer
boat a has'y retreat, without.making a seiz- j
nre tf the-two remaining guns. Ne.w York
Sunday Mercury.
The grekt necessity of tha hour is the
general diffusion of a feeling of confidence
in the G ivernment, which is manifestly do- j
ing all irt its power to maintain the integrity |
of the Republic; and we do not wonder,
therefore, that those who delight in singling
out different members of the Cabinet for at
tack, and who persist in constant fault-find
ing, are regarded at Washington as virtual
allies of the insurgents. If any real abuses
exist at a time like this, there are better
ways of remedying them than by resorting
to newspaper clamor, which is calculated
rather to dampen the ardor of our soldiers,
and to chill the patriotism of our citizens,
than to accomplish any other object.
jyFff" During the Bull Run battle an order
was given to a New England company to lie
down and load, and only rise when in the
act of firing. During the hottest of the con
flict Captain Taw observed a man standing
while loading. "Contrary to order," ex
claimed the captain, " you must lie down
while loading." " The fact is captain," said
the maD addressed, '' I'm so plaguey fat that
ii I lie down to load it takes to long to get up
again." The captain turned away with a
smile, and left die fat man to chouse his own
method of fighting.
ANECDOTE OF VALLANDIGIIAM. —Previous
to the attack on Sumpter, the notorious dirt
eater of Ohio made a boast that the first reg
iment that left Ohio, to fight against the
South, would have to march over his dead
body. It so happened that ttie Ist Ohio reg
iment wen from his district and marched
past his house. When close "upon it, the
regiment halted, and the Colonel said :
"You are now to pass the dead body of Val
andigham : let every man hold un to his
—nose!" which they did until all bad passed,
J6Sy* The London Spectator has this para
graph its heading cf " News of the Week
The American Congress has voted the
men and the money required by the Presi
dent, and twenty per cent, more, and the
House of Representatives has affirmed by 92
tc 55 that it is no part of the duty of officers
to capture fugitive slaves. The hand nisves
slowly on the dial, but it moves, and when
the finger passes the hour, the knell of Sla
very will ring out with a clang which will
startle Europe."
James, my HOD. take this letter to the
post office and pay the postage on it. The
boy returned highly elated and said: " Fa
ther, I seed a lot of men putting letters in a
little place, and when no one was looking, I
slipped yours in for nothing and bought a
gingercake with the money."
It appears that the capture of Mr.
Nelson, member of Congress from Tennessee
was effected through the treachery of a roan
of whom, in Virginia, ha inquired his way,
Ee was entrapped and taken by a party of
forty horsemen.
fig?" Do THOSE who clamor for peace in
our midst ever reflect that if they were to
make any proffer of the sort to the rebels Da
vie and Beauregard it would be haughtily
and instantly refused ?
PENNSYLVANIA is promptly and no
bly responding to the recent ord6r of the Sec
retary of "War, and her citizens stand to hon
or auy drafts that may be made upon their
patriotism.
The Peace Politicians.
The intriguing politicians who are seeking
| to prevent a vigorous prosecution of the war
; forget that we are not living in ordinary times
when their ehief mission is merely to put an
; Administration on trial, but that the .exis-
I tence of a nation, and all the great interesta
and future prosperity of millions of their
| countrymen, are nt make. No matter what
| men may think of the past, or what criticisms
' they may leel inclined to make upon the
j mighty events transpiring around ns, the firs#
attention of every good citizen is due to the
i stern realities of the present, aid his highest
j duty is to stand gallantly by the Government
which, in this crisis, is the representative of
the majesty, tho honor, and the power of tho
Atnericaa people. For the war suddenly
forced upon us by the internal enemies of our
country, we were almost totally urprepared,
and it was utterly impossible at the outset of
the conflict to foresee every contingency, to
guard against every error, and to do every*
thing in the best manner possible. But no
rational or impartial man vyho scrutinizes the
course of events, can deny that an earnesS
and resolute effert has been made to grapple
effectively with the extraordinary difficulties
and embarassments that have unexpectedly
arisen, and that wheuever experience demon
strated that any particular regulation was
eronenu3 or prejudicial, it has been speedily
corrected.
And now, looking aU the dangers wbicb
menace as and the exact position of our coun
try as fully in the face as possible, with all
the light that the experience of the la3t event
ful four months affords, who does not see that
the highest interests of the loyal section of
this country demand a vigorous and earnest
support of the Administration in ita efforts
t.) suppress rebellion, and to roll back tho
tide of war upon the wild hords that threat*
ens to precipitate itself upon the capital, that
is even now steking to gain posession of
Missouri, and that boasts that it will soon be
able to invade Pennsylvania, to capture Phil
adelphia and New York, and to burn Boston?
We are well aware that this is only an id'o
threat, but what a terrible reproach upon us
it is to reflect that more than twenty millions
of loyal people should bo thus persistently
and unceasingly taunted by a band of trai
tors, who are not sustained by a white pop
ulation of more than a few millions—and
that our capitbl is daily and hourly threat
ened by them ! We must remember that,
no matter what may be the final termination
of this struggle, our character and position
in the scale of nations is now fairly at stake,
and that if we fail in a contest whero the
odds are apparently so strongly in our favor,
our doom is sealed henceforth and forever,
and wc will bo regarded by every vigorous
and intelligent people as the veriest helots
and cowards that disgrace the earth. If wo
fail in the discharge of our duty, not only
will the Union be forever broken and the de
mons of anarchy and discord, or of tyranny
and despotism, reign supreme over our fair
land hereafter, but all our rights will be ig
nored, our power destroyed, our self-respect
sacrificed, and our future destiny will become
as miserable, hopeless, and disgraceful as our
former history has been glorious, prosperous,
and honorable. Those who prate to us of
peace when there is no peace, seek but to
lure us to eternal shame, misery, and dis
grace. They are, indeed, the men who are
doing most to protract the war and to pre
vent the return of the old state of security
and prosperity among us, beoause they are
seeking to paralizo tho energies of the nation
and to destroy its capacity to crush the re
bellion that has produced all our present
calamities. The only safe and truo road to
a lasting and honorable peace is that which
leads to the overthrow and disportion of the
ineurgent army. War was caused by the
traitors first commencing a series of unpro- - —-
voked assaults upocrthe Southern forts of
the nation and by tbeir efforts to place a largo
army in the field to capture our capita).—
Peace can only be produced by the overthrow
of their army and the triumph of the Govern*
ment over those wbohave wantonly and wick
edly assailed it. There can be no other peace
which would afford us security, or that wonld
not cover us with disgrace. There is no limit
to the extravagance and.in justice of the de
mands of the traitors ; and if the loyal por
tion of this country, far superior to them in
numbers, should be weak enough to yield no
der the pressure of threats and the power
of the insurgent army confessions which a
sense of justice and propriety impelled it to
deny it could never hope to cope in a strug
gle with a powerful foreign country, or to
guard itself against unceasing future aggiei
sions.
It therefore becomes the true friends of
peace to assist in the vigorous prosecution of
the war. The policeman who attacks a gang
| of rioters and seeks to arrest them, does so,
not to fight for the sake of fighting, bat to re
store order;and the man who tries to persuade
! him not to do Lis duty, or who endeavors to
[ prevent a body of policemen, sufficiently
large to quell a riot, from reaching the scene
of disorder, is really a foe to the best inter*
eats of sooiety, and an enemy of peace, al-
I though he may pretend that his chief desire
is to avoid a collision between the violators
of the law and its supporters.
You cannot prosorve happy domestic
pairs in family jars.
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