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I. BUY.
I1HM, AUGUST 21, 1851.
From the Boston Journal.
Death of tlie Sailor Boy.
BY W. F. MERRICK.
The following lines were suggested by the
death, off Cape Horn, of a fair young boy, who
W8b passionately fond of the sea, and visaed to
be buried there. He died on deck in our arms,
looking with fund and coger gaze on Lis beloved
eca. Poor Charley I
oh' bury mc not on the cold dreary shore,
Where the thoughtless and idle are dreaming;
Vliose grovelling thoughts ne'er attempted to
soar
To the light which above them is gleaming.
My spirit, which now 'mid the storm and the
gloom
Is poised on the confines of Time,
Would ne'er brook the thraldom of earth and
the tomb
To confine this free spirit of mine.
These! the wild sea! hear its seething and roar,
As the mountainous waves wash our prow,
It sends back the blood to my heart as before,
To hear its loud bellowing now.
Oh! carry me up! let mc look once again
Od the ocean when lashed into foam,
Let me feel the rude winds, as they 6wecp o'er
the main,
Ere 1 'mbark for my heavenly home.
Oh, jes! this is joy! let the wind have its play, .
TaI it InaK 4tiA I CTirov in mir 4iii. I
It revives the faint spirit that's winging its way
To the haven of heavenly peace.
Look! the huge billows, all crested with foam,
O'er which the wild albatross skim,
Strive w ith impious might to submerge the dark
clouds,
Dut arc held in obedience by Him.
Eut they arc fading away, the billows dissolve,
The sea-bird has gone to its nest,
Your faces grow dim and the heavens revolve,
I am nearer the haven of rest.
I sec the bright faces of angels around,
Dimly seen through the mists of the sea,
One beautiful seraph holds forth a bright down,
And lovingly beckons for mc.
Ye s yes I am com but the spirit hath fled ;
Winged its way to the land of the blest;
Where the heavenly hosts a bright radiance shed,
'Mid the purest, the brightest and best.
from the iio.mk JOURNAL. J
SERVICE W AXDERIXGS.
BY AN OFFICER OF ARTILLERY.
A Front View or Churubusco.
The victory sudden, unique, complete had
exhilarated us like champagne ; the morning
sun, as he ascended to his meridian throne,
warmed and dried us; the little shops which
we found upon the high road, furnished bread
and drink; and the i'arthian-like shots from
tie rear-guard of the retreating army, seemed
but an impromptu feu-de-joie in honour of our
wiceess. An occasional halt, to rest, as Mexican
ppeed, winged by fear, increased the distance
between us, gave us opportunity to speculate
upon what was in our front,
' I wonder," says one, ".what we are going
to do now ?"
Did any one ever learn anything by wonder
ing? "Oh," said I, very wisely, "we shall
sleep in Mexico to-morrow night." All young
6ollers are oracular.
"I would to God," said my Captain, "that
It were over!" The presentiment teas vpon him
and in two hours, the event which had cast
its shadow upon his spirit had transpired : he
was a rigid corpse.
"Why, 13 ," I exclaimed; "why do you
wish it were over, so dolefully? it is over:
they are scared to death, and are on such a
trot-out now, that they will run through Mex
ico without stopping to look behind."
"Heigh-ho!" and he beared a deep sigh;
it was a lament for his own impending fate.
One word about presentiments. I have tried
not to believe in them; I have seen them fal
sified time and again; I have joined others in
laughing them to Bcorn; I have known those
who, like the celebrated Martin Scott, declared
the ballet was not moulded that could kill
them; I have seen, I .say, such men shot,
bayoneted, torn to pieces and yet a few
Marked incidents work" upon that superstition
which lies deep-seated in some unfathomcd
compartment of the human soul and I believe,
m spite of reason, knowledge, education and
desire; and I thank God that I never had a
presentiment. In sickness and peril in passive
endurance and exciting turmoil amid the
trowd,or in solitary meditation I have always
ieit sure that I should escape. Depression the
i vS,T?y onc has DQt if I tad ever despaired,
l should have needed no bullet to kill mc
I believe I should have died a natural death.
or was this sentiment incompatible with a
enae or imminent danger. In the heat of
actiony among whizting balls, I frequently ex-'Etn-V
6-t' anJ 1 Pooled myself to care as
W- . as Pssiwe. Ah! there was one
hhv rmi 1 was Biucamish about being
t- ' "'aysr carried my large tin canteen in
nT8 my . Arms, Lead, lungs,
V U. legitimate and honourable, as onc might
thinV Profe6Sonal but the stomach ! just
der' ' u-11' reader5 doesn't it make one shud
.. " ;ith' this Quixotic stomach-piece, then,
. -itti BiTuniv. i niirat'n rrvorit i in inv
Cflll'lt nwnl a T a i 1 a
amn n 4 lt Dcvcr fiiilcd ' il shone like a star
a M pcrile, with ver-increasiD lustre.
"Put your trust in heaven, and keep your
powder dry." Excellent ' advice; but let me
add another item Curb your fancy: if it'must
flow, turu it into the channel of cheerfulness,
or you will be depressed into presentiment
and then, heaven help you !
Through San Angel, the pursuit poured, be
ing arrested in its course only to recruit our
troops, or to exchange shots with the runa
ways. This little town is a summer retreat for
the rich Mexicans; and as we passed through,
we caught glimpses of bright eyes through
latticed windows, and tonsured monks from the
gothic apertures of its convent. Through
Coyoacan, from the steeple of which the engi
neers were rccouuoitering, we passed rapidly
onward, to encounter men and scenes totally
unknown.
"Halt!" Hark a quick and increasing fire
in front of our direction of march, was a new
signal of action. Our brigade was in advance
of the column. The Rifles, as light infantry,
had scattered themselves forward as skirmish
ers over the fields flanking our march, and my
regiment was the first heavy infantry of the
vanguard. As soon as the firing was heard
in our ranks, more than one voice shouted
"The Rifles arc engaged, and will be cut to
pieces!" and soon a stall" officer, without draw
ing bridle, sung out his orders at the gallop
"Forward, the first artillery!" und, at a double
quick, the men trailing arms, the First went
forward to mingle in the fray.
And here let mc interweave a word of ex
planation and criticism. This was a grievous
error, and was most fatally atoned. Less than
a mile before us, and five hundred yards apart,
lay the convent and tetc-de-pont of Churubusco
so named from the little river flowing in
their rear, of which the latter is the guard.
Now, Worth, after taking San Antjnio, had
proceeded by the direct road to the bridge
head, and it was his firing that we heard. The
Rifles were not engaged; the First was vpon
desperate service, as we shall sec.
We were rapidly lessening the intervening
space which separated us from the convent,
when once more a loud cry arose " Make way
for the battery!" and the rumbling of wheels
and the clatter of hoofs told that the "light
bobs" were coming. Wc cleared the road, and
scattering the clayey mud far and wide, Taylor
came down at the lull jump.'
A battery of light artillery coming into ac
tion is a splendid sight; it makes the blood
tingle' in the cheeks, and the eye kindle with
enthusiasm. Then the drill is tested; then your
"left abouts" and "countermarches," "wheels"
and "reverses," come into play "under credit
able circumstances;" then your horses are lions
on the spring, and your men tigers at the guns;
then your smooth and bright little "sixes" bel
low, and quiver, and recoil, and deal death with
a venom and a celerity in special contrast to
their mechanical repose upon the trim terre plcin
of some peaceful holiday fort.
Such were the thoughts suggested, lightning
like, by Taylor's compact, swift and graceful
movements " into battery." lie did not come off
so well, however: "two officers and twenty
men wounded, and fifteen horses crippled," left
the guns short-handed, and the mud of the
field in which they were, at each recoil closed
around the wheels with such tenacity, that it
was with wonderful exertion the pieces were
removed. Mais, rtvenons.
Vie set forward again at the run, as soon as
Taylor had passed, and in ten minutes we
were being handsomely peppered. Through
a corn-field of dense and luxurious growth
(ten feet or more in heighth, and twice as thick
as we plant it) lay the course pointed out by
an engineer, to what was considered a "one
gun batten .'" We marched, or rather ran, in
fronting the storm of balls, "by company into
line:" you could not see three feet on any side,
and the stalks were clipped and torn all around
by a scythe of balls. One look I cast at my
captain when he sprang into the corn, and
when I saw him again, the dcath-rattlo was in
his throat.
Onward" spurred ainiost to madness by the
fire, the thick growth, and the uncertainty
unconscious of his fate, on 1 rushed, with a few
men; and after falling headlong into a drain,
from which I was jerked by the first sergeant,
we at length cleared the corn!
Merciful heaven! we were fifty yards in
front of a regular JielJ-ivork two salients and
a curtain containing at least three thousand
infantry with the whole army in reserve, and
seven guns in embrasure and barBcttc, keeping
time to the continued roar of musketry. The
rain of the night before Lad given it a slimy
parapet and a wet ditch; and as soon as we
showed ourselves, wc were a mark for a thou
sand muskets. "Onc gun battery," indeed!
my heart jumped into my throat. My company
had evidently entered through the densest
growth, and were in advance of tho rest of the
regiment, which had been organized by its able
commander, in readiness to take advantage of
a closer and more reasonable rcconnoissancc.
This I learned afterwards.
"What shall wc do, Licutcn'ant?" screamed
the sergeant.
'Blaze away!" said I; temporizing in this
answer ; for I plainly saw that something else
must be done.
He levelled his piece with deliberate aim,
and discharged it into the blazing orest of the
work, and was " ramming cartridge" for a sec
ond shot, when a convulsive leap, the blood
pouring from his breast, and his gun rattling
to the earth, told mo he was shot through the
heart! I caught him to support his fall, and
while "laying him out," a second shot pene
trated his brain. Ah! he was a doomed man:
when he was buried, he had five wounds, and
four were in vital parts!
"O-o-o-h! Gracious Uod! Help! I looked
around mc in the direction of these doleful
cries; to the right, to the left, behind, like au
tumn leaves in a gust, were falling the men
who had 44 broken cover" with me. Dragging
two of the wounded, wc gained the shelter of
an adobie wall a few yards to the left, which
intercepted small shot, but which was riddled
by cannon. 44 Victimized this time!" thought
I; but my hope did not fail: and there, in
momentary chance of being torn to pieces, as
the round shot ploughed through, wc were
The artillery regiments, with exceptional
details for the service of cannon, were organized
throughout the war as infantry, and served
thus in all the battles.
joined by little Hoffman. He was' a gallant
little soldier, a soldier of birth and breeding,
who Lad received an appointment to the regi
ment but a few months before.
44 Hot work, isn't it?" said he.
"Kather."
44 1 wish the members of Congress were here
for about ten minutes, to deliberate on army
pa- they'd give us fifteen dollars a day and
found, don't you think so?"
44 Any price to run for it,'-' said I, 44 I'll be
bound."
Poor little fellow! with the humorous smile
upon Lis face, and the words scarcely through
his parted lips, Lis tLroat and collar-bone were
lorn out by cannon-ball, which came through
the adobie, and like lightning he went to the
earth. I looked at the scathed and ruined
frame; I turned him over and over, and see
ing that life was extinct, I said to my only
remaining man
"Perkins, you sec that stone Louse?"
44 Yes, sir."
And away we went, a little to the left and
rear, between the balls, as the old woman escaped
the rain. It was marvellously like a retreat!
There, to my great joy, I found a large por
tion of my regiment and old Strange, my ser
vant, yelled out, with Lis hands clasped very
theatrically
4 4 Thank God! there's my officer. Oh! I
thought you was kilt!"
Wax melts no more easily in the fire, than
did men at Churubusco!
At length an entrance to the work, where
the fire was slacker, was found and forced by
the third infantry and first artillery, and the
44 Convent of Churubusco" had fallen: it be
longed that day to the church militant but not
triumphant. Meanwhile, as all the world
knows, Worth had carried the bridge-head,
and the causeway to Mexico was swarming
with the panic-stricken fugitives.
The yard of the convent, when we Lad time
to contemplate it, presented one of those battle
scenes to which description is entirely inad
equate. In one of the bastions an amunitiou
box had blown up, and scattered the human
frame anatomically around; mules were lying
with their entrails streaming out of large shot
holes; artillery horses, dressed with scarlet
trimmings, were flying loose Lither and thither,
with streaming manes and distended nostrils,
snorting at the smoke and the noise ; and the
dead and dying were in every possible posture
of agony. I gazed for a few moments, and my
heart sank as I thought upon the misery caused
by that battle : through the electric chain of
ten thousand relationships, far and near, native
and foreign, a shock of grief was passing its
effects no human heart can conceive.
Not long after I entered the yard, a scene
occurred of singular interest.
44 Is that you, Tom?" cried onc of our men to
a Mexican, with a leer like that of the Artful
Dodger when they caught Oliver. 44 Is that
you, ye ?"
44 What in the world is he talking English to
a Greaser for?" thought I.
What was my astonishment, when the per
son thus interrogated, hanging down his head,
said in a low tone, 44 Yes" and then baring
his breast, he added, 44 Kill me, I want to die.".
He was a deserter from our regiment, and one
of the celebrated San Patricias, who had done
us more damage than all the rest of the Mex
icans put together.
"Xo!" shouted an officer, in a voice of
thunder; 44 don't you touch him: let hiin alone
we'll save him for something better."
44 We'll hang you, you infernal dog," chimed
in another. 44 Tie him up to that tree" and
in a few moments, Tom was bound fast with
his back to the tree, saved from the death of
battle for a darker fate. Ten days after, the
army had the satisfaction of seeing him, among
others, white-capped and dangling at San-Angel,
expiating an inexpiable crime. Life is no re
compense for the mortal Bin of desertion; a
foul and pestilent memory, even, cannot clear
the score.
Oucc more the field was still. The echoes,
tired of doing 44 double duty" that day, had
gone to sleep perhaps io have nightmare!
and wc were aweary and sad.
The past! a soldier's past! to what shall
I liken it? To some vast and dimly-lit cathe
dral of the olden time, echoing through nave
and transept, and from floor to groin, strange,
scarce-remembered melodies, or now, discord
ant notes. Through the tall Gothic windows
of richly-coloured glass, comes streaming in, a
modulated, checkered light: the pleasant yel
loio and orange of early joy of her I looked
upon in childhood's love, and thought the earth
was brighter for her presence, and hallowed by
her step of him, the playmate brother, and
the hand-clasped friend; then, mingling in
splendour, come the blue and purple of grander
reminiscences, telling of awe and majesty the
priest in holy church the judge the soldier in
his gala dress and nodding plumes earth's
ermine and lawn and blue; the streaming green
of early hope, ambition, honour, love all but
content. Eut stay! upon the chancel, flooding
altar and cross, in ruddy reflection from column
and cornice, pours in a deep-red ray crimson,
blood-colour: alas! it has its memories too.
vivid and clear, and grievous to be borne; and
as I gaze upon its chancini touches, the nlain-
tive, searching tones of the "Kyric lulcison,
Christe Eleison!"1 Oh Lord, Oh Christ, have
mercy! come pealing in from the phantom
gallery of that old cathedral of the heart ! In
that ray, upon that air, I seem to see and Lear
ye once again ye wlio bore your soldiers'
bcarts so nobly forward upon the maddest
wave of battle, and laid them down, in wreck
and night, for your country's honour!
Ay dc mi! lying upon unplancd boards, stark
and grim, that weary night, were Hurke, and
Capron, and Hoffman; not far off was the body
of Johnstone, and the handsome and gallant
Irons was grappling with a mortal wound: five,
in twenty-four hours, from our little regimental
circle. They were gone! young and lusty,
proud and hoping, clever and boon they were
gone ! What was the field what its glory and
its laurels what was Mexico, tho city, the
territory, the whole peninsula what were
they all worth, when weighed against those
gallant hearts?
I threw my arms around tho neck of a class
mate, and shed bitter, because unavailing tears.
Eut the fountaiu was soon dried; pride and
viauvaise hontc came to my relief, and I sat
moedily gazing upon our dead, and 44 bitterly
thought of the morrow" that, was to consign
them to their warriors' rest. We cut a lock
from each head, emptied the pockets and re
moved the rings and watches, and left them un
der a guard of honour until the morning.
And then, for the first time, I thought of
myself. From the moraing of the 18th to the
night of the 20th, I Lad been almost without
rest! my feet were cut and bruised by the rocks
of th( pcdregal; I had been twice wet through,
and,; tv that the excitement was over, I could
seirirey sieve -- . , - . -
While in this state of depression, mental and
physical, disinclined to speak or net, a pert lit
tle moustachio-twisted Mexican officer ap
proached our party, and waving Lis Land with
an air of great importance, accosted us by in
troducing himself 44 Capilan , serridor de
vu" 44 Captain So-and-so, your servant" of
which no one of us deigucd to take the slightest
notice.
44 Quisiera saber," he continued, raising his
voice, 44 lo que se ha dispueslo tocante al abastcci-
tiknlo de los prisioneros. Iiien se sale que no lo
pmlemos pasar sin beber y comer.'"
44 What docs he sa-, Caspar?"
44 He says," I answered, 44 that he wants to
know what wc arc going to do about the pris
oners' rations; and he adds," said I, "most
impertinently, as I think, that it is an axiom,
that lien must cat and drink."
44 The d 1 he does !" said another.
We had no rations ourselves; we were in the
very sackcloth and ashes of our grief, and his
errand and his manners were ill-timed to a' de
gree. His flippancy and contempt would have
amused us at any other time, as ebullitions of
splcca and mortification at being a prisoner;
but thinking upon our desolation, and feeling
something of the hatred of Cain for the whole
race, our first speaker rose, and taking out a
pistol, said in a hissing tone, as Le cocked it,
44 Look you, amigo, you cowardly young puppy,
if you favour this party with any further obser
vations on any subject whatsoever, 111 blow
your trains out !"
He understood that English, if he never did
any other : for he bowed himself precipitately
into the back-ground, and whether he starved
that tight or not, I never heard. It is to be
hoped he did.
I slept soundly in the convent-yard that night,
and found out in the morning that it had rained
ill LOiieiiLS, l ivit il einxi iiuuyttu in iiiu muu,
and felt decidedly relievo when I got to the
smokj side of a blazing fire where Gen. Twigg3
was drying himself.
Solciers arc great sinners, everybody says;
but t!iey do terrible penance, sometimes. Ye
who have neither the temptation nor the hard
ship, drop a veil upon their faults and a tear
upon their sufferings. II. C.
Toombs Against Joluiston.
R. II. Toombs, a leading Georgia Whig, and
one of the Union organization in that State, in
a recent letter uses this language:
Though utterly defeated in this great conflict,
tho anti-slavery sentiment is yet a dangerous
and formidable clement in American politics.
(Its acknowledged exponent is the Free Soil par
ty, but it is also virulent and dangerous both in
theYhig and Democratic parties at the North.
The Whig party has succombed to it, and it
controls the organization of that party in every
non-slaveholding State in the Union. It is
thoroughly denationalized and sectionalizcd by
it, and will never make another National con
test The Whig party of the South will never
meet the Seicards and Winthrops and Unions and
Joluistons and Baldwins of the Xorth, in another
Xational Convention. We are indebted to the de
feat of the policy of these men for the existence of
the government this day. We shall trust them no
k
more. .
The Democratic party, of the North, though
prostrated, is not yet utterly destroyed by this
same cause. The free soil clement sways the
party triumphantly in Massachusetts, and to a
very great extent throughout New England. It
has annihilated it in New York, and controls it
in Ohio. Hut the majority of that party in Xew
Jcrseu, Pennsylvania, Indiana, Illinois and Ohio
are as yet unsubdued, and are still capable of a
mighty effort for the Constitution and the Union.
m m m m
IVIiIj? Harmony.
The Savannah (Georgia) Republican, the lead
ing Whig organ of that State, thus discourses
in relation to the nominations made by the late
Whig convention in this State. The editor fully
comprehends" the position of the two distinguish
ed candidates :
44 Candor requires us to say to our northern
brethren once for all, that Ihey may nominate
Gen. Scott, (and possibly elect him, though wc
doubt it,) but that no party at the south can
take any part either in his nomination or elec
tion. Not one Southern State would cast'its
vote for him, except, perhaps Kentucky, and wc
hope she would not. Either Mr. Fillmore, Gen.
Cass, Mr. Webster, Mr. Buchanan, Mr. Douglas
or Mr. Butler, would carry every other State
against him. We need not say, Whigs as we
have been and Constitution Union men as wc
now are, that we should rejoice nt it. It may
be replied, we know, that General Scott wil1
abide by and enforce the compromise measures.
But the fact that he comes forward under the
auspices of Mr. Seward, of New York, and Gov.
Johnston, of Pennsylvania in neither of whom
the south has one particle of confidence is
enough to damn him to utter defeat in this sec
tion of tho confederacy. The south ean never
co-operate with a party in which such dema
gogues and malcontents arc officiating priests.
They both claim to be Union men, just as their
co-laborcr3 in this latitude do ; and yet they
-.-i ..i! tr.; ;niint.n tn ih Ktirrinir up of
strife and revolution."
XIic Irogrcss or the Cuban Revo
lution. The accounts from Cuba are so confused and
contradictory in reference to the late revolution,
said to Lave commenced on the Island on the
4 th of July last, that it is almost impossible to
form any correct idea of its extent. The Cuban
Government is endeavoring to make it appear
that the outbreak is quite insignificant that
the Governor Generd Las the men and -means
at his command to suppress it that many of
the prime movers have been taken and that any
expedition from the United States to assist the
Revolutionists will meet with defeat. The Pa
triots or Liberators state that the revolution is
almost general throughout the Island that
they have defeated the government troops on
several occasions that the revolutionists are
daily receiving accession to their numbers, and
that sympathy and assistance from the United
States are only necessary to render Cuba Free.
The authorities state that most of the accounts
published in the United States are sheer fabri
cations. The Patriots state them to be entirely
correct. That there has been a demonstration
there can be no doubt, but whether it is likely
to assume so serious an aspect as to render the
Island of Cuba free and independent of the
government of Spain it will take some weeks,
perhaps months yet, to determine. It is re
ported that Gen. Lopez has sailed from New
Orleans to the relief or assistance of the Patriots,
the news of which has been telegraphed to the
Savannah News, as follows :
New Orleans, Aug. 4, P. M. Gen. Lopez
sailed yesterday morning, at 5 o'clock, for Cuba,
with two steamers and eight hundred men, well
armed and equipped. The steamers are the
Pampero and the Chicchorrora. They were
cleared regularly at the Custom House for the
Island of Cuba.
The Spanish Consul immediately despatched
a steamer to Havana to inform the Spanish
Government of the departure of the 6teamers
with Gen. Lopez.
Gen. Lopez is on board the Pampero. Thou
sands of citizens were on the wharf to witness
liis departure, who made the air resound with
loud huzzas for Lopez and Cuban liberty.
There is great excitement in the city, and
hundreds are arriving from the interior to join
the patriots.
It is also stated that a party of three hundred
and fifty men have left Mobile for Cuba. These
reports are by some papers considered doubtful.
If such statements be true the liberation of Cuba
may not be far distant.
The New Orleans Ticayune, of Aug. IS, has
the following and states it may be relied on :
44 The intelligence from Cuba grows better
and better. There is no longer question of a
wide and apparently concerted rising of the peo
ple of the Island against the Government. Not
only arc they gathering in arma at various and
different points, but they meet the Royal troops,
and have gained decided advantage in. several
encounters. And what is better still, there is
good ground to believe that the soldiers sent
against them are unwilling servitors in the
cause. of despotism, fight reluctantly, and in
'numerous instaaces have deserted to the popular
The NewOrlcans Delta says :
"The Cubans have struck the blow. They
have risen in numbers sufficient to give their
movement the dignity of a Revolution. They
have not triumphed. We claim not the victory
yet. Dut if they fail, their downfall will be our
shame. The American people have scornfully
called on them to commence the struggle,
promising them succor and aid. They have
entered upon the contest under such induce
ment, and our people must be impotent or faith
less if they do not aid them to a glorious con
summation. Under such circumstances we have
no doubt of the issue. It is a mere question of
time. Cuba must and trill be free! Those who
contribute to that great object will achieve
names and immortality. Let our citizens, then,
come forward with their purses, with their con
tributions of means, arms and munitions, and
with stror.g arms and brave hearts, to help on
the cause of Cuban Independence.
If the revolution is successful in the rest of
the Island, it i3 believed that, with so strong a
detachment of the troops in Havana in their fa
vor, there will be no difficulty in effecting the
capitulation of that city. The force of troops
in Havana does not reach 5000, as the regiments
arc not all full, and 650 are reported on the
sick list. The patriots have thcreforo deter
mined to raise the country around, in which
they will be aided by two squadrons of Rural
Guards, and when their force is sufficiently
strong and consolidated, they will march upon
Havana. Eight hundred Creoles in that city
have organized to go into the Vuelta Abajo to
assist the movement there.
Gen. Lopes has certain information of the dis
affectibh of the St. Leon regiment, stationed at
Matanzas. This is tho regiment which it was
found impossible to get to march on Cardenas,
when" the expedition landed at that place last
year. Puerto Trincipe, where the first declara
tion was made, had been deserted by all but
women and children. Troops had been sent
there, but they found no enemies to attack.
The patriots had all gone inte the mountains
The old Spaniards, throughout the Island, in
cluding the Government officials, were very
downcast."
The following late intelligence may also be
considered as entitled to much weight r '
HicnLr Important from Ccba. Xtw Or
leans, Aug. 5. An extra Ticayunc, issued to
day, published a letter from Havana, statins
that the revolution Lad not been put down, and
tLat the Patriots hold their own. Trinidad.
Cienfucgos and Villa Clara have sent out their
bands, and banners were raised at Guinia Miran
da on the 2Cfh of July.
Women arid Danclngv
The following humorous yarn' wa3 spun by
Lever, the facetious author of Charles O'Mal
ley. The Bloomers may take a hint from it,
and partly on their account we give the extract
a place:
" I believe a wcraan would do a great deal for
a dance," said Dr. Growling; "they are im
mensely fond of salutary motion. I remember
once in my life I used to flirt with one who was
a great favorite in a provincial town where I
lived, and confided to mc she had no stockings'
to appear in, and without them her presence at
the ball was out of the question."
44 That tras a hint for you to buy the stock
ings," said Dick.
44 No; you're out," said Growling. 44 She
knew that I was as poor as herself y but though
she could not rely on my purse, she had every
confidence in my taste and judgment, and con
sulted me on a plan she formed for going to
the ball in proper twig. Now what do you think
it was ?"
44 To go in cotton, I suppose," returned Dick.
" Out again, sir you'd never guess it, and
only a woman could have hit upon the expedient.
It was the fashion in those days for ladies in
full dress to wear pink stockings, and she pro
posed painting her legs!"
44 Painting her legs !" they all exclaimed.
"Fact, sir," said the Doctor, "and she relied
upon me for telling her if the cheat was suc
cessful." "And was it?" asked Durfy.
" Don't be in a hurry, Tom. I complied oa
one condition, namely that I should be the
painter." . ...
'Oh, you old rascal!" said Dick.
44 A capital bargain,-" said Durfy.
44 But not a safe covenant," added the attor
ney. 44 Don't interrupt me gentlemen," said the
doctor. " I got some rose pink, accordingly,
and I defy all the hosiors in Nottingham to make
a tighter fit than I did on little Jenny ; and a
prettier pair of stockiigs I never saw."
44 And she went to the ball?" said Dick.
"She did."
44 And the trick succeeded ?" inquired Durfy.
"So completely," said the doctor, 44 that sev
eral ladies asked her to recommend her dyer to
them. So, you see what a woman will do to go
a dance. Toor little Jenny ! she is a merry
minx by the by, she boxed my ears that night
for a joke, I made about the stockings. 'Jen
ny,' said I, 4 for fear your stockings should fall
down when you arc dancing, haaVnt you letter
let me paint you a pair of garters on them?"
2?" As the chambermaid of a steamboat was
leaving the bodies' cabin, an old lady requested
her to shut the door, as she had caught such a
bad cold at Detroit, she was nearly dead. At
this moment, a very phthisical old lady in a
berth near the door, forbade the girl to shut it,
on account of her shortness of breath. 44 Shut
it or I'll die !" cried onc. 44 Leave it open or I'll
smother!" gasped the other. As the war waxed
warm a traveler in the next cabin became so
annoyed by the dispute, that he thrust his head
out of his berth, exclaiming 44 In Heaven's
name, open that door 'till the Detroit lady dies
of her cold, and then close it till the other one
smothers to death."
Ey A deep sensation has been produced at
Rome by the suicide of the keeper of Vatican
Library, an aged prelate, Monsignor Moltza.
This ecclesiastic held an office which is general
ly accompanied by the red hat, and had been
for years a professor in the Roman University,
pre-eminent above the rest for extens've ac
quirements. He was between sixty and seventy '
years old, and it would appear that perfect de
liberation presided over the fatal act. He cooly
wrote his reasons, which may be summed up in
44 disgust and discontent at the proceedings of
the Tapal court." A razor was the instrument
of self-destruction.
EST 44 Gentlemen of the jury," said a wes
tern lawyer, 44 1 don't mean to insinuate that
this man is a covetous person but I will bet five
to one, that if you would bait a steel trap with
a new three cent piece and place it withiu six
inches from his mouth you would oateh his souL
I would'nt for a moment insinuate that he will
steal, but may it please the court, gentlemen of
the jury, I would'nt trust him in a room with
red hot millstones, and the Angel Gabriel to
watch them."
Lola Mostes. This notorious woman is
coming to this country with a ballet troupe.
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