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patriotic efforts, in connection with the illustrious Floyd, during the last four years, to place the South in a defensive attitude? And now, that the blow is struck, where will Kentucky be found? What is your duty in the premises? Plainly this: to call a session of the Legislature, write a message portraying vividly the nature of the contest-the two alternatives: Southern rights and peculiar institutions, or Northern fanaticism and Abolition hordes. Screw their courage up to the seceding point. Advise a secret session, and a secession is sure to follow. While they are arranging matters inside, you can get the State Guard ready to commence operations. Don't trust the people-precipitation is the word. Yours, secedingly, JEFF. DAVIS,

P. S.-Give my love to Breckinridge.

BERIAN TO JEFF.

FRANKFORT, May 6. DEAR JEFF. :-I take my pen in hand to let you know that I am well, as this leaves me at present, hoping these few lines will find you in the same condition. I have seen Breckinridge, and he told me to tell you that Kentucky is all right-bound to secede, and go South. He told me to issue a proclamation, which I did. I have got the Legislature here, but I can't get them to shut the doors. Breck. told me to tell them to secede, and I did so. Some of them are stubborn, and say they won't do it, but Breck. says they'll be all right after a while. I have sent Blanton Duncan to you. He is a good fellow, and I hope you'll make his acquaintance. He has plenty of money, which I find is a good thing to secesh with. Excuse haste, and believe me to remain,

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MONTGOMERY, May 12. DEAR BERIAH:-I am glad to hear of your progress Southward. We are progressing rapidly in Montgomery. Tell Breckinridge that we will give him a place in the Cabinet as soon as he secedes. If you can only get a Secession Ordinance before the people, we'll see that it is passed. We will send up some Minute Men, who will vote every hour until the thing is done. I saw Blanton yesterday. He says Kentucky is a unit for us. He will take some of the Confederate loans, and I understand your friend, James B. Clay, will do likewise. Hoping soon to welcome Kentucky to our family altar, I am, Yours, Confederately,

P. S.-Blanton sends his best respects.

BERIAI TO JEFF.

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FRANKFORT, May 25. DEAR JEFF.-You've got me into a devil of a scrape. The Legislature won't secede. I haven't seen Breckinridge for a long time. I don't know where he is. I had to issue a neutrality proposition, because the Unionists looked as if they were going to carry things their own way. I suppose Breckinridge will be mad at it, but I can't help it. He wasn't here to tell me what to do. I think he has got scared at the Union demonstrations, and subsided. I think we'd better not be in too great a hurry with Kentucky. If we get her out, it must be by a show of fairness, otherwise it may cost us our necks. The Union men swear they'll hang us if we "precipitate" her. Neutrality is the best we can do until the turn |

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A BOLD SOLDIER BOY, belonging to the Thirteenth New York Regiment, writes from Washington to his sister:-"I have grown two feet in two days, prefer gunpowder to butter on my bread, and have made arrangements to sleep forever hereafter in a cannon." Boston Transcript, May 22.

EQUAL TO THE EMERGENCY.-Benjamin Acton, of Salem County, N. J., has planted his farm with cotton, by the advice of a practical cotton-grower.-N. Y. Sun, May 15.

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Ir is asked, Where shall our privateers carry their prizes while our ports are blockaded? We answer: To that neutral port which the captain shall preferthat neutral port which may be nearest at the time of the capture-which may be reached with the least danger of re-capture-where his prize may be sold at the best price. A neutral nation violates no neutral obligation in receiving a captured prize-slip into its port. This is a matter which the laws of nations leave to the discretion of the neutral, and which it may regulate, like any other subject of internal police. It is only required that it apply the same rule to both belligerents. It is to be expected that a neutral nation not unfriendly to us will see with pleasure the arrival of prizes in its ports. Every prize will benefit the neutral city by giving employment and paying money to its inhabitants; and by selling among them valuable stocks of merchandise at the lowest prices. When admitted into the port, by the laws of nations the prize is under the protection of the neutral power; the possession by the captor is sufficient proof of his right, and his title cannot there be questioned. But the captor is responsible to his own Government; and must show, in a court of Lis own country, that the captured vessel was the property of the enemy; and for this purpose, the papers of the prize vessel are sufficient evidence. A district court of the Confederate States will entertain jurisdiction of the case, and render judgment, in the absence of the prizevessel, and while it remains in safe-keeping, in the neutral port.-Mobile Register.

COL. W. II. THOMAS, Senator from Jackson, North Carolina, las at the service of the State one of the most remarkable bodies of men in the country. It is a company of 200 Cherokee Indians, crganized for battle, and styled the "Junaluske Zouaves." It appears that Col. Thomas, who is the business agent of the Cherokees, lately called a council of the Indians, and explained to them the condition of the country. The chiefs discussed the matter, and said, after consultation, that although they did not understand the national difficulty, they did know North Carolina, and

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would stand by her.
tion in her defence.
of a nation of 1,500, they muster 200 warriors for
the defence of North Carolina. The Cherokees are
expert riflemen.
They know nothing of military
tactics, but show them their work, and then they
have only to be told when to cease fighting. They
fight their own way, and every man for himself.
The 64 Zouaves 99
are ready at a moment's notice.-
Charleston News, May 10.

They were ready for any posi- | national flag; but never can she lay down her arms
This is most remarkable.
reposes once more calmly in the tomb on the banks
Out till Washington, the common property of the nation,
of the Potomac, which he so loved in life, and desig-
nated as his final resting-place. Sacrilegious is the
hand that has dared to violate the last wish of the
Father of his Country.-N. Y. Herald, May 15.

A FORMIDABLE FOE.-It will be seen by the interesting letter of our Norfolk correspondent, that among the several thousand Confederate forces now at that point, is a body of three hundred Indians. These stalwart sons of the forest are from the county of Cherokee, N. C., and under the skilful training of Gen. Jackson, a distinguished member of the North Carolina Senate from Cherokee, are now ready for immediate action. A more formidable-looking body of men, we are informed by a gentleman who has seen them, never have been congregated on this continent. Not one of them is under six feet in height, and being built in proportion, they look more like modern Samsons than any thing else to which we can compare them. The rifle has been their constant companion almost from infancy, and they are confessedly the best marksmen the world has ever seen. They shoot running or standing with the same unerring certainty, and load and fire with a rapidity which is really surprising.—Petersburg Express.

Ir was a little boy of Portsmouth, Va., who saved the splendid dry dock there from destruction at the hands of the Federal vandals. These had placed the powder for blowing up the dock, and laid a train for exploding it. When they fled, they lighted a fuse connecting with this train. Our little hero, who had been watching them from a place of concealment, turned over a plank over which the train had in part been laid, and thus "broke the connection," and saved one of the most valuable naval works in the United States or in the world.-Raleigh (N. C.) Register.

May 15.-The sacred remains of Washington have been removed from Mount Vernon by Colonel Washington, who has recently joined the Confederate army. This act may appear at first sight no less than an impious outrage; but it must be borne in mind, that in the sale of Mount Vernon, Colonel Washington reserved to himself not only the tomb of Washington, but also an acre of ground around it. He also bound himself to renovate the tomb.

THE BONES OF WASHINGTON.

A year ago, and by the maples brown,

Bareheaded stood the heir of England's crown,
O'erhanging swift Potomac's broadened wave,
Giving meet reverence to the dead that lay
By the poor stone that shuts an ill-kept grave,
Which nothing of inscription doth display,
Beneath the stripes and stars carved on that stone,
To mar the majesty that broods upon
The ten plain letters spelling WASHINGTON.
England's crown-prince at this arch-rebel's tomb,
That rose impatient for more elbow-room,
First Magistrate, twice-chosen, of the States
The contrast of those times and these so shows,
And flung the English crown out of their gates.
That e'en the trite prize-poem-maker flows
In this respect of Prince for President,
Into some lines of grave and deep intent,
Describing that young head in solemn reverence
bent.

Passed there a stir from wasting bone to bone,-
Ran there a thrill through the great chief's gray
That the old king's great-grandson by his stone
dust,
Hovered his placid spirit near, and blest
Should bow the head, owning him great and just?

When discords, slow but sure resolved, attest
That latest victory of truth o'er time,
The high and holy harmonies which chime
Their broader music through the spheres sublime?

Or was there foresight of the woe to be
Before the lapse of twelve months and a day?
Was that great spirit prescient to see

To know the work that he had lived to do,
The stripes and stars torn from that flag away?
Undone-his glorious Union cleft in two,
And saw and said, was good, before he died,
And cleaving more and more on every side,
Till none can say how far the fragments may divide.
Saw he the day that we see with amaze,

His own Virginians, his dust should raise
When those to whom his life from youth he gave,

Regardless of the curse that lies on those
Out of the shelter of that sacred grave,
Brothers, from brothers bearing, as from foes,
Whose hands disturb even the common dead!-
His bones that oft their sires to battle led,
Who now draw impious swords, near his dishon-
ored bed?
-London Punch, June 8.

These details are all contained in the deed of sale now in the possession of George Riggs, Trustee of the Mount Vernon Association. It is indisputable, therefore, that Colonel Washington is the sole owner of the remains of his august ancestor, and has the legal right to remove them. But this will hardly suffice to stifle those emotions of indignation, and even horror, which will swell in every Northern heart at the shocking intelligence that the revered bones of our sainted Washington have been secretly extracted from his tomb, and hid away in some un-phia Inquirer writes:-"In order to determine the known and unhonored receptacle. Whatever may be the right of Colonel Washington, he has been guilty of an act of vandalism, which, for the first moment, will chill the blood of the North, and strike every one dumb with amazement. Up to this hour the North has had but one purpose-to vindicate the

THE Washington correspondent of the Philadel

truth or falsity of the rumor of the removal of the
remains of Washington from the tomb at Mount
Vernon, General Sickles despatched three messen-
gers thither on Saturday morning. They left on
horseback at 9 o'clock A. M., and crossed the Long
Bridge into Virginia. One quarter of a mile beyond

the bridge they met the first picket guard. They were mounted and armed with breech-loading carbines, sabres, and revolvers. The picket did not molest the party, as they stated they were simple travellers. Every two miles they met mounted scouts, similarly armed to the picket guard. At Alexandria they saw about six hundred troops. They were all well armed and equipped, and seemed to drill well.

แ "The party registered their names at the Mansion House, and ordered dinner to be ready at 5 P. M. On their return they informed the landlord they were going to Mount Vernon, and that one of the party would leave for Europe on the following Wednesday, and was desirous of denying the infamous rumor of the removal of Washington's remains. On their departure they were questioned, and had their attention quietly attracted to the fact that one of the party was riding on a United States Government saddle. They pushed on, however, and were allowed to pass the scouts without being detained or suspected, until within about four miles of Mount Vernon.

"Here they were overtaken by scouts, and ordered to halt. The scouts then informed them they would accompany them, which they did. In conversation, one of them stated there were seven thousand cavalry in Virginia. At 1 P. M. they arrived at Mount Vernon, went to the house, and then proceeded to examine the tomb. They found it had never been molested; cobwebs were on the bars of the gate, weeds had grown up from the ground in the interior of the vault, and the party received from Mr. Williamson, who was one of the scouts, and a member of the Loudon Cavalry, a certificate that they had visited the tomb, and telling pickets to pass them, as they were from the South, and were going to Washington to contradict the infamous libel on the State of Virginia.

"They also visited the grounds. They met a carpenter who was engaged in repairing the house, and he stated that there had been no soldiers there. The party then left, and took the outskirts of Alexandria on their way home. They were at last met by the picket near the Long Bridge, and showed the scout's pass, after being ten hours and a half in the saddle, and having ridden over forty-six miles. What will the Virginians think, when they learn that Mr. Frost, a member of the Sixth Company New York Seventh Regiment, Captain Van Nest, New York Seventy-first Regiment, and Dr. A. Rawlings, of Sickles's Brigade, were the party?—N. Y. Evening Post, May 22.

"THE PICAYUNE'S PEDIGREE OF GEN. Butler."

Under this heading, the Boston Courier publishes, as from the columns of this journal, the following paragraph:

"All the Massachusetts troops now in Washington are negroes, with the exception of two or three drummer-boys. Gen. Butler, in command, is a native of Liberia. Our readers may recollect old Ben,

the barber, who kept a shop in Poydras street, and emigrated to Liberia with a small competence. Gen. Butler is his son."

And the Newburyport (Mass.) Herald does the same. We can scarcely imagine that the editors of either of those journals really believe that this paragraph was ever before printed in the Picayune. At all events, it never was.-N. O. Picayune, May 22.

TORPEDOES AND SUBMARINE BATTERIES.-We are happy to be informed that, among the other defences

of the Elizabeth and Nansemond rivers, are these admirable contrivances for giving an unexpected hoist to an invading fleet. In one place, we are informed, the work is of a character that would damage seriously the largest squadron that ever floated on the waters. It is also said that the same contriv ances either have been or are about to be arranged at various places along the coast. The batteries around Norfolk are in tip-top condition, and any demonstration upon that point will be met in a manner that will make the eyes of the next generation of Virginians sparkle with delight when they open that illumined page of her history.-Richmond Dispatch, May 17.

MOLLY'S DREAM.

I had a vision t'other night,
When all around was rain;

I dreamt I saw sweet Willie B
A-coming down the lane;
A cannon-ball was in his hat,

A "Minnie" in his hand;
Says he, "We're going further South,
To make Jeff. Davis stand.

And now, my dearest Molly,
Please not to weep for me;
I'm going further South, you know,—
Perhaps to Tennessee."

He took his hat from off his head,
The whisky from his chin,
He laid his "Minnie" on the ground,
And then began to grin;
He put a kiss upon my lips;

I listened while he spake-
Says he, "We're going further South,
Jeff. Davis for to take.

And now, my dearest Molly,
Please not to weep for us;
We're going further South, you know,
To take that Davis cuss."

-Boston Post.

FLUNKY, is a genuine Yankee word. It is only found in a Yankee dictionary, and is there defined The great Webster, who underby a periphrasis. "A term of stood Yankeedom thoroughly, says: contempt for one who is mean and base-spirited; perhaps from the Scottish funkie, a livery servant." Worcester, another omnipotent Yankee authority, says: "A mean-spirited person, a servile followerused contemptuously." The word could only have had its origin in a land where the thing itself had Yankee product. Recent events go to prove that it existence. The animal, flunky, is an unadulterated is not merely the exclusive, but universal growth of that region.-Charleston Mercury.

THE SHADOW AND THE SUBSTANCE.

"MR. EDITOR:-Did the following facts ever occur to all of your numerous readers, in regard to the true position of the two Presidents now recognized on North American soil?

"The First-President Lincoln, the Shadow-with Lieut.-General Scott, and over 50,000 WELL-ARMED SOLDIERS around him, at the Capital, to protect his dear life!

"The Second-President Davis, the Substancein a country town, amid his family associations and among his civic friends-in daily intercourse with the

people, and travelling at any and all times from one portion of the Confederacy to the other!

"Truly, here is a great contrast of position; one that should awaken Northern fanatics and insane politicians to a true sense of the unpopularity of their war against the South; and fully picturing to them the shadow' and the substance' of North American affairs. JOHN."

-Natchez Courier, May 21.

GEN. PILLOW, who is a clever gentleman in the private relations of life, and a very companionable man, sent us a message recently, which is explained in the following reply :

"GEN. GIDEON PILLOW:-I have just received your message through Mr. Sale, requesting me to serve as Chaplain to your Brigade in the Southern army; and in the spirit of kindness in which this request is made, but in all candor, I return for answer, that when I shall have made up my mind to go to hell, I will cut my throat and go direct, and not travel round by the Southern Confederacy. "I am very respectfully, &c.,

| flanked around the rear crescent by a wood of fanleaved maples sprinkled with blossoming dogberries, and looking out at the cone upon the river-swards below. The plain is full of mounds and ridges, save where it bulges in the centre to a circular elevation perfectly flat, around which, like façades about a court-yard, are arrayed the spiral tents, illuminated in honor of the coming nuptials.) The bride is the daughter of the regiment; the to-be-husband a favorite sergeant. Marching thus, preceded by two files of sixes, and followed by the glittering rows of groomsmen, the little cortege has moved out of the great tent on the edge of the circle, and comes slowly, amid the bold strains of the grand "Midsummer-Night's Dream," towards the regimental chaplain.

You have seen the colored prints of Jenny Lind on the back of the music of "Vive la France." You have noted the light-flowing hair, the soft Swiss eye, the military bodice, the coquettish red skirt, and the pretty buskined feet and ankles underneath. The print is not unlike the bride. She was fair-haired, blue-eyed, rosy-cheeked, darkened in their hue by exposure to the sun, in just the dress worn by les filles du regiment. She was formed in that athletic mould which distinguishes the Amazon from her opUNDER the head of "A Proposition to Major An-posite extreme of frailty. You could not doubt her derson," the New Orleans Picayune of May 17th publishes the following, "from a well-known citizen":

"W. G. BROWNLOW."

-Knoxville Whig.

"NEW ORLEANS, May 16, 1861.

"MAJOR ROBT. ANDERSON, late of Fort Sumter, S. C.: "SIR:-You hold my three notes for $4,500 each, with about $1,000 accumulated interest, all due in the month of March, 1862, which notes were given in part payment of twenty-nine negroes, purchased of you in March, 1860. As I consider fair play a jewel, I take this method to notify you that I will not pay those notes; but, as I neither seek nor wish an advantage, I desire that you return me the notes and the money paid you, and the negroes shall be subject to your order, which you will find much improved by kind treatment since they came into my possession.

"I feel justified in giving you, and the public, this notice, as I do not consider it fair play that I should be held to pay for the very property you so opportunely dispossessed yourself of, and now seek to destroy both their value and usefulness to me. I ask no more than to cancel the sale, restore to you your property, and let each assume his original position; then your present efforts may be considered less selfish, because at your expense, and not mine.

JOHN G. COCKS."

AN INCIDENT OF CAMP LIFE AT WASHINGTON.

THE MARRIAGE AT NIGHT.-Six bold riflemen clad in blue, with scarlet doublets over the left shoulder, bearing blazing torches; six glittering Zouaves, with brilliant trappings, sparkling in the light; and then the hollow square, where march the bridegroom and bride; then seven rows of six groomsmen in a row, all armed cap-a-pie, with burnished weapons, flashing back the lustre of the Zouave uniform; and all around the grand regiment darkening the white tentfolds, as their ruddy faces are but half disclosed between the red and yellow glare of the fires, and the soft, silver light of the May-moon. (This is all, you will bear in mind, out on the broad, open air. The encampment occupies a conically-shaped hill-top,

capacity to undergo the fatigues and hardships of a campaign, but your mind did not suggest to your eye those grosser and more masculine qualities which, whilst girting the woman with strength, disrobe her of the purer, more effeminate traits of body. You saw before you a young girl, apparently about eighteen years of age, with clear, courageous eye, quiverless lip, and soldierly tread-a veritable daughter of the regiment. You have seen Caroline Richings and good old Peter (St. Peter!) march over the stage as the corporal and la fille. Well, this girl, barring the light flaxen hair, would remind you of the latter, drilling a squad of grenadiers.

The bridegroom was of the same sanguine, Germanic temperament, as the bride. As he marched, full six feet in height, with long, light-colored beard, high cheek-bones, aquiline nose, piercing, deeplystudded blue eye, broad shoulders, long arms, sturdy legs, feet and hands of a laborious development, cocked hat with blue plume, dark blue frock, with bright scarlet blanket, tartan fashion over the shoulder, small sword, you would have taken him for a he himself would have taken him. In default, howhero of Sir Walter. Faith, had Sir Walter seen him, ever, of Sir Walter, I make bold to appropriate him as a hero on the present occasion. Indeed, he was a hero, and looked it, every inch of him, leading that self-sacrificing girl up to the regimental chaplain, with his robe, and surplice, and great book, amid the stare of a thousand anxious eyes, to the music of glorious old Mendelssohn, and the beating of a thousand earnest hearts!

The music ceased; a silence as calm as the silent moon held the strange, wild place; the fires seemed to sparkle less noisily in reverence; and a little white cloud paused in its course across the sky to look down on the group below; the clear voice of the preacher sounded above the suppressed breathing of the spectators, and the vague burning of the fagot heaps; a few short words, a few heartfelt prayers, the formal legal ceremonial, and the happy "Amen." It was done. The pair were man and wife. In rain or sunshine, joy or sorrow, for weal or woe, bone of one bone and flesh of one flesh, forever and ever-amen!

The groom's people formed a hollow square around the newly-wedded couple. In one corner a gateway was left for the entrance of the men. Then came one by one the members of that troop, with a kind word each, as each touched the bride lightly on the cheek, and grasped the bridegroom heartily by the hand-of one the sworn fathers, of the other the friends and brothers, comrades in arms.-Philadel phia Press.

your raising a small amount in this market! Our Mr. Sturgis will be happy to dine with you at 8 o'clock to-morrow evening." Exeunt omnes.

While this scene was being enacted at the Barings, Mr. Dudley Mann waited upon our countryman Peabody, who holds three hundred thousand dollars of repudiated Mississippi bonds, on which there is due more than six hundred thousand dollars of interest. Mr. Mann was very magnificent and grandiloquent, but, withal, prosy; and Peabody, suffering from gout

AREA OF THE CONFEDERATE STATES.-We publish and Mississippi repudiation, lost his temper; and, the following table in a corrected form :

States. in sqr. miles. Whites. Slaves.

Total. 1,593,199 1,008,342

shaking his clenched fist at the rebel, emphatically said: If I were to go on 'Change and hunt up the suffering and starved widows and orphans who have been ruined by your infamous repudiation of honest debts, and proclaim that you are here to borrow more '755,371 of our gold and silver to be again paid by repudia1,082,847 tion, (as I believe it is my duty to do,) you would 145,694 inevitably be mobbed, and find it difficult to escape 887,158 with your life. Good morning, sir."-N. Y. Courier 666,431 and Enquirer, May 25.

Total Population.

Area,

Virginia,.

.61,352

1,097,373

495,826

North Carolina,..50,704

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308,186

447,185

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312,186 415,999 181,956 331.710 109,065 859,528 287,112

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606,955 440,775 1,146,640 733,144 5,672,272 8,607,057 9,279,320 -N. O. Picayune, May 26.

May 22.-In Nashville, Tenn., while secession banners wave from every other building, both public and private, one heroic lady (Mrs. McEwin) has placed the National Flag on her house, and says she will shoot whoever attempts to tear down the glorious old Stars and Stripes. Let her name be engraved on the hearts of all loyal Americans.-Louisville Journal.

THE REBEL COMMISSIONERS IN ENGLAND.-A gentleman who was present and heard what he reports, relates that the Commissioners from the rebel States having been formally introduced to Mr. Bates, the head of the house of Baring Brothers, the great financier told them to proceed. They commenced with a most elaborate and glowing description of the resources and wealth of the rebel States. After a pause

Do the Northerners begin to recognize the inevitable decay of their system of Government, and the fact that this sudden upheaval has demonstrated, that law is at an end, and that by brute force they must keep in check their antagonistic forces? Do they see faintly, or clearly, that Government based upon the nominal equality of all, amid the ceaseless warfare of labor and capital, where labor is indiscriminately armed with that terrible scourge of the ballot, and where labor out-votes capital, is an utter failure? Have these people determined to set in motion armed men, preparatory to the grand change of their form of Government, in order to save what is worth saving, from the carnage and the devastation that must attend the anarchy which usually intervenes between a free Government, and a firmly established despotism? Have they at last learned the unwilling lesson, that they neither deserve, nor can maintain, a free Government, when deprived of the ballast, the conservatism of domestic slavery? Do they comprehend the end to which their foul licentiousness, their unbridled lusts, are fatally hurrying them, and see that the ballot cannot be taken from their laborers, till first an organized soldiery is prepared to do the

Mr. BATES-" Have you finished?" COMMISSIONERS-"Not quite." [Then a speech behests of property, and, under the lead of some from Commissioner No. 2, and a pause.]

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COMMISSIONERS" Almost." [Then a speech from really seems that they are waking up to these great Commissioner No. 3, and a pause.] Mr. BATES-"Are you through? COMMISSIONERS-"Yes, sir; you have our case." Mr. BATES-"What States did you say composed your Confederacy?"

COMMISSIONERS "Mississippi, South Carolina, Alabama, Georgia, Florida, Texas, and Louisiana."

Mr. BATES-" And Mr. Jefferson Davis is your President?"

COMMISSIONERS-"He is. We are proud of him." Mr. BATES-" We know Mr. Davis well by reputation. He is the same gentleman who stumped his State for two years in favor of repudiation, and justified the conduct of Mississippi in the United States Senate. We know the gentleman; and although we have no reason to be proud of him or his antecedents, I think I may safely say, that if you have brought with you to London the necessary funds to pay off, principal and interest, the repudiated millions owing to our people by your States of Alabama, Mississippi, and Florida, there is a reasonable prospect of

THE Charlestonians tell a good story at their own expense, which well illustrates the want of discipline. A company was keeping guard at the arsenal. The Colonel of the regiment passing by, saw the sentinel inattentive to his duty. He took away his gun, then entered the arsenal. A subordinate officer was concocting a cocktail.

"Where is the Captain?" the Colonel asked. "Up stairs."

"Please say to him that I want to see him." "Well, after I take a drink," said the subaltern. After swallowing his toddy, he went up stairs to the Captain.

The Colonel is down stairs, and wants to see you, Captain."

"Well, if he wants to see me more than I do him, just tell him to walk up," said the Captain, who was lying on a bed.

The Colonel went up stairs, and found the Captain

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