1! : BY S J". ROW; CLEARFIELD, PA., WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 4, 1861. VOL. a-NO, 14. tflfi JL1IEEICAW aOL. Our hearts are with onr native land, Oursong is forherrftory ; l!er warrior's wreath 1 in our hand, Our lips breathe oot her story. Her lofty hills W9 . Are shining bright before us ; . 'Abd like rainbow sign is seen Her proud flag waving o 'er us. And there are smiles upon our lips, For those who meet herfoeraen, For glory's star knows no eclipse When smiled upon by woman. ' For those who brave the mighty deep, And scorn the threat of danger, - -We're smiles to cheer and tears to weep For every ocean ranger. Our hearts are with our native land, Our songs are for her freedom ; Our prayers are for the gallant band Who strike where honor leads them. We lore the taintless air we breathe, 'Tis freedom's endless dower ; 'We'll twine for him an endless wreath, Who scorns a tyrant's power. They tell of France's beauties fair, . . Of Italy's proud daughters, vf Scotland's lasse. England's fair. tf nymph's of Shannon's waters; We need not boast their haughty charms, Though lords around them hover. Our glory lies in freedom's arms A freeman for a lorer. SETPI STARK, THE GREEN MOUNTAIN SHARP-SHOOTER. BT HARRY HAZEL. " 'It'sno use forking 'beout it, dad, I'm goin to fire Into the enemy. The Union is in dan ger Varmont is in danger, and Ilardscrable in particular is in danger, and I am bound to go.' That is wot I told tho old man, Mister Officer, and that's wot I tell you. If you wont 'list me, I'll find oat another 'crutin station, darned quick." This speech of a hard-fisted, yonng Green Mountain Boy, with a rifle in his hand, was not long since made to an officer of a recruiting station in Montpelier, Vt., who interposed some objections to the stout lad's enlisting, to-wit : that his visual organs presented a strong case of strabismus, that his body was slightly angular, that his style of speech and manner rather shocked the eyes of the gentle manly, college-cultivated lieutenant, who had thrown down Blackbtone, Kent, Coke, and other law commentators for a sword and epau lets ; and also because tho applicant was in curably left handed. "How old are you 1" asked the lieutenant. Twenty last grass." "What has been your business ?" "Cuttin' logs, and bhootin' b'ars in winter, and dririn' cattle and mowin' grass in sum mer." "Shooting bears, eh ?" Teas, shootin' b'ars." ' "Then I suppose you would take aim at a tree in one direction, and bit the bear in an other," said tho officer derisively. "I am afraid, in battle you would be much less dan gerous in the enemy's ranks than in ours." "I know that I'm a little cock-eyed, Mister Officer, but I've fotched many at bar a more than a hundred rods, and at turkey shoots they alias try to caount me aout." 'Count you out what do jou mean by that" "Waall,T ain't so profertable to the turkey match-makers as some o' the rest ot 'era for when I git this 'ere rifle of dad's on one of the birds, you can reckon he is mine," "Are yon also a good shot with the mus ket f" "Don't know nothiu' beout .that kind of shootin' irons" "But ours is an infantry company, and we use smooth bores," suggested the officer. "Waall, Captin, if yeou don't calkilate to 0 to kill, I am not your man. If yeou dew, you'd better take me and my bar-killer." "Oh, it's impossible that you should appear in onr iantts with a dark barreled weapon. You must leave that weapon behind." "Can't dew it, Captain. Whar the bar-kil-ler goes, there I goes. Never go nowhere without it. You see its a sure thing." "I have no evidenco of it beyond your word," said the officer, beginning to be inter ested in the somewhat uncouth individual. "But I'll put your shooting skill to the test, and if you can make three as good shots as three sharp shooters in my corps, I'll engage to enlist you, bar-killer and all." "Give us your fist for that, Mister Officer," returned the raw recruit, extending bis rough, tan-browned, and freckled hand. "II you've got three men in your corps that kin out-shoot Seth Stark, I'll go bum again, aud help dad kerry on the farm." The match was forthwith got up and three privates of the Ethan Allen Hangers were se lected for the trial. Each of them was famed a a sharp-shooter, and particularly well skill ed in the use of the rifle. A target, representing an Indian chief, was placed at one hundred rods distant; at the ap pointed time, the three already recruited ranger- and Seth Stark took their positions in front the company of Rangers to witness the ap parently unequal contest. . The two men were detailed to stand within six rods on either side t the painted Indian, to make a record of ach successive shot, and before they left the rwki their comrads made many good-natured hut slightly satirical remarks at the expense ol toe cross-eyed volunteer. "Bill Barton, be keerfu! where you stand ben that fellow blazes away," said a ranger o oDo of (he target ujarfcerg . tne safest place I be behind it." "Better get under the bank, Bill there's no calculating where his bullets may strike," M,d another. . ; .... - "I think the only sure place is in the rear ' the lrecch,"said a third. - Almost every one of the corps volunteered Jocuse opinion in reference to the crooked fJd, crooked-formed and otherwise crooked "woodsman, some of which reached the " of Seth who, suddenly facing the com j"y, while they were at ease, and pricking S his ears said ; "Perhaps as haow some on J would like to bet a sum on them 'ere three P-8hooter ?" and pulled out from his ca rious looking pocket a greasy wallet, which eetned rather plethoric of bapk. bills, consid- 1D8 the coarse, Aedy gear of the rifleman. ' J anythiog from a sheet of ginger "eta to a tew dollar bill that I'll take the con rifl 0ut ' 'ou 7oar harp shooters at a 'oe-shootinY wraslin', huggin' or a' reg'Iar il?Mideown and drae eout fig"" ' ' ' U bet jou a dollar jou don't bit the board once out of three times," said one of the rangers. 'Done I'll take that bet. and double the stakes," replied Seth, drawing forth a ono dollar note and placing it - in the bands of the orderly sergeant, while the ranger did like wise. "I'll go you five that you will be beaten at every round," said another ranger. "Plank your suet-skin," said Seth. "I'll lay a five that you don't put a single shot within the outer circle of the bull's eye," offered a third. "Waall, I don't mind taking that bet tew," said Seth producing the money. ; "I'll go fifty ceuts you don't hit the bull's eye once, "said a more cautious member of the Ethan Allen corps. 'Plank your money, gen tleman I'm good for a dozen or tew more just sich wagers hev 'em all down, Mister Sergeant, so there canU be no mistake." Seth's invitation was responded to by nearly half the members of the company and on fig uring up the aggregate of all the stakes, it a- mouuted to nearly two hundred dollars, but at each successive wager the chances of his win ning were made much smaller, as the last one required him to hit the bull's eye twice out of three rounds, and to beat the three antago nists. "Naow, gentlemen," said Seth, "I just want to make one more bet. I'll lay ten dol lars, that I'll hit the bull's eye three times, pervidin' that the winner shall go over to the tavern and spend the stakes in treatin' the company." "I'll take that wager,", said the captain of tne rangers, stepping forward and depositing the stakes, "and if you win I shall not only disburse in the manner you suggest, but re ceive you in the corps, and furnish you with a uniform free of expense." . "Good on your bead, Captin, said Seth "and if I don't win, I'll be raound to-morrow and stand treat agin." The three sharp-shooters suggested the idea of having a rest for their rifles, as the range was long, and the slightest variation of the aim would carry the shot wide of the mark, but Seth argued against it, and appealed to the cojntuander. "You see, captin," said he, "it's all very wcH at a turkey shoot, but it won't do in the woods, when the bears and wolves are abcout; and I kinder guess twouldn't do on the battle, field less every soldier could kerry a nigger as they do at the South, to use as a rest for their shootin' irons. This argument prevailed, and he decided that the shots should be made off hand, and that ten seconds should bo allowed in taking aim, after the piece was at the shoulder. . The Indian chief was painted- in. gaudy col ors, size of life, and the bull's eye was placed on the left side, in the region of the heart, with three circles drawn around it, and it was understood that from tho center, of the bull's eye each shot should be measured. The sharpshooters and the backwoodsman drew lots for the first fire, which fell to the former, who took his position, and in a ready and a droit manner opened the coutest, and his shot together with the others were as follows, ac cording to the report of the target markers : Ranger No. 1. Two inches from tho outer circle, grazing the left arm. Ranger No. 2. Ball struck within one inck of the inner circle to the right a fatal shot. Ranger No. 3. Put a half moon in tlo bull's eye fatal. " Seth Stark Shot perforated the center of the bull's eye. There was considerable huzzaing at the re sult of the round, especially among the spec tators, and those of tho rangers who had not risked any of their iunds on the result. On the second rouud the three rangers were scored as having made better shots than be fore but no score for the young backwoodsman. It was now the better's turn to huzza, al though several of them had lost by Seth's first shot. The third lound resulted even better for the rangers than either of the others and the score was brought in accordingly ; but there appear ing no score for the . would-be-recruit, the shouting was terrible, and many rude jests were made at Seth's expense. "Mougbtyou not as well wait till the umpires have decided, before you larf at a feller ?" e jacnlated Seth. "I've seen many a turkey trial decided agin scorers." "Why you don't suppose you've hit the tar get but once V asked a ranger who had a V staked on the result. "Mebbe I don't suppose so, and mebbo I do," replied Seth. "I'll go you ten to oue," said the confident soldier. "Take my advice and dou't you dew it" an swered Seth. "Oh, ho ! don't dare, eh ? Can't go one a gainst ten ?" ejaculated the fellow. "Waall,yeou kin put up as many tens as you please, and if I can't kiver 'em, why yeou kin pick up your change agin." "Try him ! try him ! bo's only coming the brag game ?" said several ot the ranger's com rades. - "I'll go my pile on that," said the confident one, and he forthwith produced sixty dollars, which Seth covered with only six ; but then it must bo remembered that odds were terribly against him inasmuch as the scorcer's report, if confirmed, would ot course give me Biases to his antagonist. The umpires, consisting of an officer of the company, who had no special interest in the 'result, and two civilians, who were experts in toe sports or rine snooting, lonuwuu nntu the target and examined the several hits, and on comparing them with the record of the scorers it appeared there was no mistake. "That hit in the bull's ye," remarked one of the civil umpires, "is a magnificent shot, but how so small a slug as that greeny's rifle carries could make so large orifice as that, is quite a mystery to me." "I agree with you," said the other civillian. "It is a remarkable perforation, certainly," added -the officer of the rangers, examining the hole with scrutiny, and then turning the target around they were struck with the fact that the shot of the smallest bored rifle bad really pierced much the largest bole through the board. "See here too," he continued, finding the corresponding bole in the trunk of the tree a gainst which the counterfeit semblance' of the savage chieftain bad rested, can it be possible that two bullets have passed through this ori fice ?"' - ; .-: .-. . - . - - The suggestion was improbable, but some what startling. It was again xamined with keener scrutiny than before ; and for the pur pose of solving the least doubt in the matter, it was agreed to cut around the corresponding perforation In the tree, and to the depth ot the spot where the bullet had lodged. . A car penter was forthwith sent for with instructions to bring the proper tools for the job. In a few minntes one was produced, and he went , to work with a morticing chisel and mallet, un der direction of the umpires, and after toiling some ten or fifteen minutes he removed a cube of wood from the tree of about five inches in depth, which on being split open carefully, three slugs pressed firmly against each other, with but little variation from a true line, were taken therefrom, to the wonder and surprise of .the umpires. The doubt was solved. Seth Stark's bullets had traversed the same line, aud had lodged together. . ' . . - . The huzzas and a laugh were now upon our side, but the contest was so complete and de cided the victory so complete that even those who lost money in the result, joined with the others in reudering all homage to the eccentric backwoodsman. Seth was forthwith enrolled in the ranks of the company, and though be appeared very awkward at the first in the ranks he is fast acquiring the positions and bearing of a well drilled soldier. The greatest difficulty be has to encounter is bis left handedness, while his crooked eye only troubles bis drill officer. "Eyes front" appeared always "eyes left," "eyes right" always seem to be "eyes front." The Ethan Allen Guards have been recently mustered into the service of Uncle Sam ; and if they ever get into an engagement, woe be to the rebels who become targets of Seth Stark, tho Green Mountain Sharp Shooter.. A Thrilling Prophect. In last February Alabama seceded! That brave old man, Sen ator Clemens, who had, until then breasted all the storms of wild fanaticism, and clung to the flag of our Union, yielded to the popular clamor, and unsheathed his sword in a cause he hated, and one he knew could not succeed, lie wrote the following to a friend : "We are out ; we have bid adieu to the Stars and Stripes, and abandoned the high privilege of calling ourselves American citizens. I am not ashamed to confess that I could not re strain my tears when the old banner, which I have followed through so many dangers, was torn down, aud the flag of Alabama was raised in its place. I cannot restrain them now when I am writing ; but the deed is done a new era has dawned, and all that I can promise is that no efiort shall be spared on my part to prevent it from becoming an era ot disgrace. If we are not involved in war we soon will be. There is no hope of peaee ; and he is but little bet ter than a madman who dreams of. long exemp tion from invasion. I shall meet it when it comes as a soldier should, and fight through it as long as a hope remains. When every thing is lost, as I fear, it man be, unless wiser counsels should prevail than those which have heretofore directed us, I shall drag my body to the nearest battle-field, and lay down a life which has lost its value." How swiftly has his prediction been veri fied! Ere the echo of his voice, pleading to the fanatics to "stop !" bad died away, the cry ran out, to arms ! A State then prosper ous is now bankrupt ; all the horrors of war is upon them, business ruined, and in addition to the restless nights they pass for fear of a ser vile insurrection, they will wake some morning and hear the roar of Federal cannon at Mobile. The battle field will be near to the home of benator Clemens, and unless some unseen hand shields him, his prophecy will be fulfill ed to the letter ! A Good One. The Cincinnati Prass tells the following good 'un, of Mrs. Jessie Benton Fremont, whilst on her recent visit to the Capital, to ferret out the origin of the hostili ty which bad manifested itself toward her husband. At one of the interviews with the President, Mr. Blair, sr., father of Frank P. Blair, was present. Mr. Blair turned to Mrs. Fremont and said, . "Mrs. Fremont, allow me to say to you, that in my judgment, madam, your proper place is at the bead of your husbands household st St. Louis, and this intermeddling with the affairs of State is, to say the least of it, in very bad taste on your part. And in conclusion, I wish you to understand that here is where we make men and unmake them." "Mr. Blair, permit me to say to you. that I have seen some men of your making, and if they are the best you can do, I advise you to quit tho business." France for the Union. Says the Baltimore Patriot : We learn that the son of a distinguish ed citizen of Baltimore, in the French Army, writes to bis father that the French Ministers at a recent meeting voted unanimously not to recognize the independence of the Southern Confederacy. He also stated that he knew of private Individuals in France who would lend the United States Government $50,000,000 if it was needed. The feeling was general in fa vor of standing by the old Union, and give her funds to its support. France was always true to the United States and always will be. A Prophecy Fclfilled. The Boston Tran script recalls the fact that when the Union Committee from Boston visited Wbashington last January, Mr. Mason, in reply to the wish expressed that he might ag-ain visit that city, said : "I shall not go to Boston again except as an ambassador." His prophecy is fulfilled in a way be did not expect. lie goes as an ambassador shorn of his plames and the butt of ridicule, like the jackdaw that was stripped of the peacock's feathers. One of the most extraordinary salt wells on record , perhaps, is now in operation at Wells ville,Ohio. The well was sunk in anticipation of finding oil, but when' at a depth of 480 feet the borers struck a vein ot gas which burst forth with such violence as to eject all the tools used in boring, together with 200 feet of pipe which had been previously intro duced. The boring had developed a very strong vein of salt water, which yields a barrel of salt an hour. '"' . "Always gay," is a soldier's life: A Volun teer's recent letter says ; "My wife came on to see me at oar camp. Thank Heavens she brought needles and thread with her. ; My rag Ian was nearly played out ; my pants bad been drilled to death ; I have been walking in my bootlegs for three weeks. I wish my . wife was a shoemaker. The boys will soon have their new harness. We are as happy as bob tail borsca in By-time." ' . THE MYSTERIOUS ORGANIST. A LEGEND Of THE RHINE. "Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood." Years and years ago, at a grand old cathedral overlooking the Rhine, thete appeared a mys terious organist. The great composer who had played the organ so long had suddenly died, and everybody from the king to the peasant, was wondering who could be found to fill his place, when one bright Sabbath morn, as the sexton entered the church, be saw a stranger sitting at the crape shrouded organ. He was a tall, graceful man, with a pale but strikingly handsome face, great black, melan choly eyes, and hair like the raven's wing for gloss and color, sweeping in dark waves over his shoulders. He did not seem to notice tho sexton, but went on playing, and such music as be drew from the instrument no words of mine can describe. The astonished listener declared that the organ seemed to have grown human that it wailed and sighed and clam ored, as if a tortured human heart were throb bing through its pipes. When the music at length ceased,the sexton hasted to the stranger and said "Pray, who are you, sir ?" "Do not ask my name," he replied ; "1 have heard that you are in want of an organist, and came here on trial." You'll be sure to get the place," the sexton exclaimed. "Why, you surpass him that's dead and gone, sir !" - "No, no ; you overrate me," resumed the stranger, with a sad smile ; and then, as if disinclined to conversation, he turned from old Hans, and began to play again. Aud now the music changed from a sorrowful strain to a grand preon, and the mysterious organist ' '-Looking upward full of grace, Prayed till from a happy place. God's glory smote him on the face," and his countenance seemed not unlike that of St. Michael, as portrayed by Guido. Lost in the harmonies which swelled around him, he sat with his "far-seeing" gaze fixed on the distant sky, a glimpse of which he had caught through an open window, when there was a stir about the church door, and a royal party came sweeping in. Among them might be seen a young girl with a wealth of golden hair, eyes like the violet in hue, and lips like wild cherries. This was the Princess Eliza beth, and all eyes turned to her, as she seated herself in the velvet cushioned pew appropria ted to the court. The mysterious organist fixed his gaze upon her and went on playing. No sooner had the music reached her ears, than she started, as if a ghost bad crossed her path. The bloom faded from her cheek, her lip quivered, her whole frame grew tremulous. At last her eyes met those of the organist in a long, long.y earning look, and then the melody lost its joyous notes, and the organ once more wailed and sighed and clamored. "By my faith," whispered the King to his daughter, "this organist has a master-band Hark ye,child,he shall play at your wedding !" Tho pale lips of the Princess parted, but she could not speak she was dum: with grief. Like one in a painful dream, she saw the pale man at the oigan, and heard the melody which filled , the vast edifice. Aye, full well she knew who he was, and wbv the instrument seemed breathing out the agony of a tortured heart. When the service was over, and tho royal party had left the cathedral, ho stole away as mysteriously as he had come. He was not seen again by the sexton till the vesper hour. and then he appeared in the organ loft and commenced his task. As be played, a veiled nguru glided in, and knelt near a side -shrine There she remained till the worshippers had dispersed, when the sexton touched her on the shoulder and said "Madam, everybody has gone but you and me, and I wish to close the doors." "I am not ready lo go yet," was the reply ; "leave me leave me." The sexton drew back into a shadowy niche, and watched and listened. The mysterious organist still kept his post, but his head was bowed upon the instrument, and he could not see the lone devotee. At length she rose from the aisle, and moving to the organ loft, paused beside the musician. "Bertram," she murmured. Quick as thought the organist raised his head. There, with the light of a lamp suspend ed to the arch above falling full upon her, stood the Princess who had graced the royal pew that day. The court dress of velvet,with its soft ermine trimmings, the tiara, the neck lace, the bracelets, had been exchanged for a grey serge robe, nnd a long, thick veil, which was now pushed back from the fair, girlish face. ; "Oh ! Elizabeth, Elizabeth !" exclaimed the organist, and be sank at her feet, and gazed wistfully into her troubled eyes. "Why are you here, Bertram 1" asked the Princess. v "I came to bid you farewell, and at I dared not venture into the palace, I gained access to the cathadral by bribing the bellringer, and having taken the vacant seat of the dead organ ist, let my music breathe out the adieu I could not trust my lips to utter." A low moan was bis only answer, and he continued "You are to be married on the morrow.". "Yes," sobbed the girl. "Oh, Bertram, what a trial it will be to stand at yonder altar, and take npon me vows which will doom me to a living death !" , .' "Think of me," rejoined the organist. "Tour royal father requested me to play at the wedding, and I have promised to be here. If I were your equal I cou Id be the bridegroom instead of the organist, but a poor musician must give up !" ' - " ' "It is like rending soul and body asunder to part with you," said the girl. ' "To-night I may tell you this tell yon how- fondly I love you, but in a few hoars it will be a sin ! Go, go, and God bless you f" ' ! She waived him from her, as if she would banish him while she had the strength to do so, and he how was it with him ! He rose to leave her, then came back, held her to bis heart in a long embrace, and with a half smothered farewell left her. ' " . The next morning dawned in . cloudless splendor, and at an early hour the cathedral was .thrown open,: and the sexton bejran to prepare for the brilliant wedding. Flame colored flowers nodded by the wayside, flame colored leaves came rushing down from the trees and lay In light heaps npon the ground ; the ripe wheat waved like a golden Bea, and berries drooped in red and purple clusters over the rocks along the Rhine.:,'. - : v . At length the palace-gates .were unclosed and the royal party appeared, escorting the Princess Elizabeth to the cathedral where her ni arriage was to be solemnized. It was a brave pageant ; far brighter than the untwined foli age and blossoms were the tufts of plumes which floated from stately beads,and the festal robes that streamed down over the housing of the superb steeds. But the Princess.mounted on a snow-white velvet, looking pale and sad ; and when, on nearing the church, she heard a gush ot organ-music, which, tho' jnbilant in sound, struck on her ear like a funeral knell, she trembled, and would have fallen to the earth had not a page supported her. A few moments afterwards she entered the cathedral. There, with his retinue, stood the royal bride groom, whom she had never before seen. But her glance roved from bim to the organ-loft, where she had expected to see the mysterious organist. He was gone, and she was obliged to return the graceful bow of the King, to whom she had been betrothed, from motives of policy. Mechanically she nelt at his side on the altar stone mechanically listened to the service and made the responses. Then her bnsband drew her to bim in a convulsive embrace, and whispered "Elizabeth, my Queed, my wife, look up !" Trembling in every limb, she obeyed. Why did those dark eyes thrill her so 7 Why did that smile bring a glow to her cheek ? Ah ! though the King wore the royal pcrple, and many a jeweled order glittering on his breast, he seemed the same humble person who had been employed to tench her organ music, and bad taught her the lore of love. "Elizabeth," murmured the monarch, "Ber tram Hoffman, the mysterious organist, and King Oscar are one ! Forgive my stratagem, I wished to marry you, but I would not drag to the altar an unwilling bride. Your father was in the secret." While tears of Joy rained from her blue eyos, the new-mado Queen returned her hus band's fond kiss, and for once two hearts were made happy by a royal marriage. How the Spinning Jesnt Received its Name. The following beautiful anecdote is related of Uargreavos, the inventor of the Spinning Jenny t "The invention bad long engaged his attention, when one day he was observed to drop suddenly upon his knees and roll on the stone floor at full length. He lay with his face toward the floor, and made lines and circles with burnt stick. Then he sat upon a chair and placed his head between his bands, his elbows upon his knees, and gazed intently on the floor ; then he sprang to bis feet and replied to some feeble questions of bis wife who had not risen since the day she gave birth to a little stranger by a loud as surance that he had it ; and taking her in bis sturdy arms in the blankets, the baby in her arms, be lifted her out and held her over the black drawings. These be explained, and she joined a small, hopeful laugh, with bis high toned assurance that she should never again "play" and have his loom standing for want of weft. She asked some questions, which he answered after seating her in the armchair, by laying ber spinning wheel on its back, the horizontal spindle vertically, while be made the wheel revolve, and drew a roving of cotton from the spindle into an attenuated thread. "Our fortune is made," he said speaking of his drawings on the floor. "What will you call it?" asked his wife. "Call it ? What can we call it alter but thyself, Jenny J They called thee 'Spinning Jenny' afore I had thee, because thou beat every lass in Stanbil Moor at the wheel. What if we call it Spinning JeDny 1" Curing Hams. At a late Fair of the Mary land State Agricultural Society, the first pre mium was awarded for haras cured thus ; To 150 lbs. of ham, take 1 oz saltpetre, four quarts of fine salt, with enough molasses to make a paste ; rub well on the flesh side ; let it he for four weeks: then hang and smoke. Two days before removing from the smoke house, paint with black pepper and vinegar, after which, bag them. Some Threshing. A farmer having a son in Camp Randall at Madison, Wis., wrote an urgent request to the young man to come home and help bim do his threshing. Said young man replied : Dear Father : I can't go home at present. I should be very glad to help you, but Uncle Sam has got a dd sight bigger job of threshing on hand than you hare, and I m bound lo see him out of the woods first." Large Contract. Col. Henry Wilson, of Massachusetts, has a contract for making one million pairs of army shoes. . Twenty-five cents a pair, we are told, says the Bo?ton Post, by those who are familiar with the modus oper andi of giving out contracts, is a small sum to make on a pair that sells for $2,25. This leaves the Colonel the snug little sum of two hundred and twenty-five thousand dollars ! Capture or the Pirate Beacregard. A despatch from New York, dated Nov. 26tb, says that the steamship George Peabody arrived from Key West, reports that the pirate Beaure gard has been captured by the gun boat G. W. Anderson, of Boston, with twenty-seven prison ers and one long pivot gun on the deck. The pirate was laying at Key West "Facts are stuborn things," said a lawyer to a female witness. "Yes sir and so are women," she replied ; "and if you get anything out of me just let me know it." "You'll be com mitted for coutempt," said the lawyer, Very well," said she, I shall sufier justly, for I feel the utmost contempt for every lawyer present." '. On the person of . James Brown,- who was arrested at Boston recently as a traitor, was found a letter from William L. Yancy, in England, to his son in Alabama, in which he speaks discouragingly of the prospects of a recognition of the rebels by the European powers. ; " ' .. ; A letter has been received in Baltimore, from an officer in the French army, which states that the French Ministry, at a recent meeting, voted unanimously not to recognize the Independence of the bogus Southern Con federacy. - " : - r t : - ' . The Rebels own the i loss, iu the Belmont fignt, of 261 killed, 427 wounded, and 278 missing. Gen. Grant reports onr loss 85 killed, and 150 wounded,andabout 150 missing. .. ? Experience is the most eloquent of preach ers, bat she never has a large congregation. ' THE JOURNAL. . THE FLAG OF 0TJR COUHTBY. An address, delivered before the Pennville Lyce um on the evening of the 23d November, 1361, by John Russell. Ladies and Gentlemen : Having been cho sen to address you this evening, I shall en deavor to respond briefly. The subjwet, The Flag of our Country, was snggested to me by , a friend, and accepted as appropriate, with but one discouraging thought, i. e. that your bumble speaker is incapable of doing justice " to a theme so dignified and important as this is. . At the present time the present Critical . roemont when scores of thousands of our citi zens are called forth from their families and friends, to defend that Flag which we are , proud to say has protected our institutions so', long, is it any wonder that that Flag holds a place so dear in every loyal American heart, whether native born or adopted. - "The Flag of our Country!" It is the em blem of the liberties aud institutions of the American people. The banner which has so proudly floated over sea and land for nearly a century which has visited the ports of every civilized natioo upon the globe, and has been respected by them which has soared aloft like the American eagle, the strongest and! fho boldest of the feathered tribe, which is emble matical of the greatness and power of our gov ernment. The banner under which our coun try baa grown up, prospered and spread its be nign influence from the Atlantic to the Pacific over such a vast area of territory, that it seemed as though the whole we'sfefn hemi-" sphere was destined to be included in its folds. It is the emblem of the asylum for the op pressed from foreign lands. In short, the em blem of the home of the brave and the land of the free ; and which, until recently, bid fair to be the honor and pride of the wor'ld, and under wbose mantle, nations yet unborn might repose in perfect safety. Is it any wonder then, that when the dark and gloomy clouds of civil strife and internal discord are threatening to rend in twain that glorious ensign of our greatness and power when rebel heads are plotting and rebel hands are working for its annihilation, I say, fs it any wonder, under these circumstances", that every true American arid patriot feels a deep anxiety for "the Flag of our Country" that every person of whatever sex or condition that has arrived at the years of reflection, and in whose veins one drop of loyal blood is cours ing, should be arroused to a sense of the con dition of our country, concerned lor the pres ervation of its institutions and its laws, and be willing, yes anxious to lend a helping hard to the cause upon which rests all our liberties. To aid in some way or manner in crushing the rebellion which threatens the fives of so many devoted sons of patriotic sires ; which dooms the principles, upon which those liberties are based, that lie at the foundation of onr gov ernment, and guarantees the noble right to tho exercise of the elective franchiso to every freeman, without respect to rank or condition, and guards all our lights w-ith a scrupulous re gard to justice and honor. Granting to every supposed criminal the sacred privilege of a trial by jury, in ordef that while the guilty may be brought to condign punishment, the Innocent may not sutler from an unjust charge. Ours is a model Government. Sorrowful the thought that it should be overtnrown. Surely none but traitors of tho deepest and most damning dye would desire the Conjugation of so deplorable a scene. True, monarChs would rejoice, and despots and tyrants would be jubi lant in declaring to tho world that onr expe riment of a Regublican government had failed that our boast, that the people are capable of self government, was a farce, and that henceforth kings and potentates might rest securely npon their gorgeous thrones, at the expense of a submissive people. But, where is the man or woman , who; has" lived in our favored land, and enjoyed its blessings, who would wish to see sach a retrogade movement, as that this great wealthy and prosperous na fiotr shonld be tbrnst back a whole century into the very chains which our fathers fought to break, and that too, to gratify tho mad am bition of the leaders of a sectional strife ? If such persons still linger npon out soil, it is time they would seek a government more con genial to their taste, and not remain where they are a clog to the wheels of the progres sive ear of universal liberty. "Tbe Flag of onf Country !" The flag that was insulted on the morning of the 12th of April last, by the openirg of the bombard ment of Fort Sumter, which was hauled down (not surrendered) on the 13th, and saluted by 50 guns on the 14th, and brought triumphantly away. . Tbat flag once 'more floats in tbe breeze npon tbe soil of tbat treason enrsed State, South Carolina. "At half past two o'clock p.m., of the 7th Inst., the American ensign was hoisted1 npon tbe flag-star! of Fort Walker, and at sun-risu on the 8th on that of Fort Beauregard, at Port Royal, S, C." Less than seven months.have elapsed to bring about this change. This State, deeper in the guilt than any other, because first to rebel, seems at last about to feel the weight of the responsi bility which she so justly deserves to bear,not withstanding the strategy nsed toward off the blow and cause it to fall npon her less guilty Bisters. May we not from tbiacircumstance indulge the hope, that this" treat victory, achieved' at so small a cost of life, at least will be the forerunner of a succession of like vic tories, to be continued, nntil rebellion ceases and rebels no longer strut defiantly over any portion of onr vast domain. Would' that this might be the case, and would' thar it might be soon. "May the Union army move steadily on ward to certain victory. May it triumph over all opposition and teach the rebels the lesson, that while tbe government does not desire their subjugation,-the army has determined to snbdue them at whatever cost, and establish the fact that the Union still lives; th& the Constitution exists; that the lawr will ho en forced, and' that it is a dangerous" heresy to promulgate a contrary doctrine. In conclu sion then, I would say to tbe soldiers, as if they were present, ' March on, then; ye noble; starlwart Freemen ; , Proud to meet your country's direst foes j Fearless as the sturdy, sun-tanned seaman, . Who braves tbe briny ocean's saddest woes. Let nothing check yoa in your bold career, Nor canse yoHinyonrrlghteous course to lag ; In fighting for the rights you hold so dear, . Yon r fighting for yonr Country's glorious A good man is kinder tolls enemy ibaabod men are to their friends. i II
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