upon for a sentiment. His tall form rose in honor of Lord Moncy, and a secessionist majestically, and with that sternness ap- from Windsor visited a member of the Cabpropriate to the peculiar occasion, he cast inet hoping thereby to obtain an invitation that appalling bomb-shell of words into the to the ball. He presented his card-" Mr. camp of conspirators, which will forever be, Southern Confederacy." The gena theme for the commendation of the pat- tleman took it, examined it curiously, and riot and the historian-"THE FEDERAL remarked dryly, "Mr. of the S-o-uUNION: IT MUST BE PRESERVED!" He t-h-e-r-n C-o-n-f-e-d-e-r-a-c-y, eh! Well, was followed by the Vice President, who Sir, our Government is not aware of the existence of such an 'institution.' There must be some mistake, Sir," and the secessionist was courteously bowed out. It I would have done honor to that Cabinet had the example of rebuff thus set in the early stage of the rebellion, towards its abettors, been carried out consistently to the end. But, if there were others similarly bowed out, there were certainly a much larger number who were bowed in, and to whom the doors of provincial favor opened on golden hinges.

J. C. Calhoun

Not "Jeff," but "Geoffrey" Davis. Among the "gentlemen" furnished with lodgings for the night, at the Union street, station house in was an Irishman.

gave as his sentiment-"The Union: next to our Liberty the most dear: may we all remember that it can only be preserved by He had a large amount of masonry in his respecting the rights of the States, and dis- hat-in other words he was unmistakably tributing equally the benefit and burden of tipsy. When such persons are brought to the Union!" Those who before doubted the station house the first process is to the intentions of Calhoun and his South Carolina friends, and were at a loss to understand the exact meaning of the dinner party to which they were bidden, were no longer embarrassed by ignorance. In that toast was presented the issue-liberty before Union-supreme State sovereignty -false complaints of inequality of benefits and burdens-our rights as we choose to define them, or disunion.

From that hour the vigilant old President watched the South Carolina conspirator, his lieutenant, with the searching eyes of unslumbering suspicion. THE CON

TENTS OF THIS BOOK FORM THE SEQUEL
TO THAT TOAST.

Some Mistake in the Card.

A ball was to be given in Toronto, C. W.,

search them. This process is intended entirely for the benefit of the prisoner, and prevents him from being robbed by other gentlemen or ladies who may be placed in the same cell.

The prisoner is next asked concerning his name, occupation and nativity. These points are recorded, and reported to the mayor next morning. If the prisoner is too drunk to answer questions, the explanation is made when he pays his fine, or goes to jail. The Irishman in question proved to be a character in his way, as the following will show:

"What's your name?" asked the turnkey, as he was brought in.

"My name's Davis, an' it's as good a one as yours any day in the year."

"Very well; What's your first name?"

The Milesian told it; and the turnkey ary, 1865-there was a lengthy general recorded it on his slate, "Jeff Davis." conversation held. It seems that it was

Though decidedly drunk, the Irishman during this informal talk that the Confedwas anything but an ignoramus. He erate embassadors first heard of the paslooked at the turnkey's memorandum, and sage of the constitutional amendment by saw the name "Jeff Davis."

"What the divil's that?" he sharply asked, with forefinger pointing to the slate. "Why, it's the name you told me was yours."

"I toold you so?"

the House of Representatives, prohibiting slavery. One of the number remarked that this action might complicate affairs a little with the South, the heavy planters insisting upon maintaining that institution and defending it, and President Lincoln thought he could get Old Abe, true as steel to his forte, was ready for them with one of his parables or stories, and said :—

"Of course you did. Didn't you say was asked if he your name was Jeff Davis?" around that fact.

The Irishman looked at him in silence for a moment. Then clenching his fist he brandished it menacingly over the turnkey's hat, saying

There was an old farmer out in Illinois who had made his arrangements to raise a large herd of hogs; he informed his neighbors that he had found a way to raise cheap pork. This excited the curiosity of his neighbors, and they asked him

“Av' it warrent for yer gray hairs or yer ignorance, one or the other, I'd mash the nose ov ye till ye couldn't tell it from a turnip." "And for what?" asked the turnkey, how he was going to do it. The old looking up in surprise.

"For writin' down me name like the name of the black hearted Judas ov a Jefferson Davis."

"Didn't you say that was your name?" "I did not. Overhaul your dictionary ye ould omadhoun. It's ignorance, that's all that ails ye. Rub out that Jefferson. Instead of a J put a G, and then spell out me name Geoffrey Davis. Bedad, if me name was Jefferson I'd change it to Peter, so I would!"

With this remark the speaker disappeared into the cell, whose door the officer was holding open for him. Two minutes afterwards his snoring resounded through the whole building. He didn't mind the degradation of the lock-up, but hadn't quite descended to the level of the patricide whose name he was supposed to

wear.

President Lincoln Treating the Richmond

Commissioners to a Little Story.

After the formal interview between President Lincoln and the three Confederate Commissioners was over-in Febru

farmer replied that he should plant a large field of potatoes, and when they had got their growth would turn the hogs in and let them dig and eat, thus saving the expense of digging the potatoes and feeding them.

Commissioners. Not quite. (Then a them on the piazza, and stepped out and speech from Commissioner No. 2, and a demanded their business. They replied: pause.)

"We have come to take down them Stars and Stripes."

She instantly drew a revolver from her side, and presenting it, said—

"Go on! I'm good for one of you, and I think for both!"

"By the look of that girl's eye she'll shoot," one remarked: "I think we'd bet

Afraid of the Girl's Eye

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 ter not try it; we'll go back and get more safely say, that if you have brought with men," said the other. 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 your raising a small amount in this market! Our Mr. Sturgis will be happy to dine you at 8 o'clock to-morrow evening! Exeunt omnes.

"Go and get more men," said the noble lady; "get more men and come and take it down, if you dare!"

They returned with a company of ninety should be hauled down. armed men, and demanded that the flag But on discovering that the house was filled with gallant men, armed to their teeth, who would rather die as dearly as possible than see their country's flag dishonored, the secessionists retired, much after the fashion of cur-dogs sideling along with their tails between their hind-legs.

Afraid of the Girl's Eye. The house of the celebrated, boldhearted and out-spoken Parson Brownlow, was, at one time, the only one in Knox- Dramatic Scene in Mr. Buchanan's Cabinet. ville over which the Stars and Stripes The manner in which John B. Floyd were floating. According to arrangement, was forced to resign his place as Secretary two armed secessionists went at six o'clock of War under President Buchanan, which one morning to summarily haul down said he had used to further the ends of treason, stars and stripes Miss Brownlow, a forms a memorable incident in the political ant young lady of twenty-three, saw history of the rebellion.

In February, 1861, Major Anderson, This, of course, opened the bleared eyes commanding at Fort Moultrie, Charleston of the President, and the meeting resulted harbor, finding his position endangered, in the acceptance of Mr. Floyd's resignapassed his garrison, by a prompt and bril- tion. liant movement, over to the stronger fortress of Sumter. Immediately on the reception of this intelligence, Mr. Floyd, Secretary of War, much excited, called upon the President to say that Major During one of the raids of John MorAnderson had violated express orders, gan, an interesting incident occurred at and thereby seriously compromised him Salem, Indiana. Some of his men pro(Floyd), and that unless the Major was ceeded out west of the town to burn the at once remanded to ort Moultrie, he bridges and water-tank on the railroad. should resign the War Office. On the way out they captured a couple of persons living in the country, one of whom was a Quaker. The Quaker strongly objected to being made a prisoner. Secesh wanted to know if he was not strongly opposed to the South? "Thee is right," said the Quaker, "I am." "Well, did you vote for Lincoln?" "Thee is right; I did vote for Abraham," was the calm reply.

Treating Them According to their Sympathies.

The Cabinet was assembled directly. Mr. Buchanan, explaining the embarrassment of the Secretary of War, remarked Beratury of W that the act of Major Anderson would occasion exasperation in the South; he had told Mr. Floyd that, as the Government was strong, forbearance toward erring brethren might win them back to their allegiance, and that that officer might be ordered back. After an ominous silence, fac President inquired how the suggestion struck the Cabinet?

Ir. Stanton, subsequently called to the War Department, but then Attorney General, answered:

"That course, Mr. President, ought certainly to be regarded as most liberal towards 'erring brethren;' but while one member of your Cabinet has fraudulent acceptances for millions of dollars afloat, and while the confidential clerk of another-himself in California teaching rebellion-has just stolen nine hundred thousand dollars from the Indian Trust Fund, the experiment of ordering Major Anderson back to Fort Moulerie would be dangerous. But if you do intend to try it, before it is done, I beg that you will accept my resignation."

"Well, what are you?"

"Thee may naturally suppose that I am a Union man. Cannot thee let me go to my home?"

"Yes, yes; go and take care of the old woman," was the welcome answer. The other prisoner was trotted along

"And mine," added the Secretary of with them, but not relishing the summary State, Mr. Blackmanner in which the Quaker was disposed

"And mine, also," said the Post-Master of, he said: General, Mr. Holt

"And mine, too," followed the Secretary of the Treasury, General Dix.

"What do you let him go for? He is a black abolitionist. Now, look here; I voted for Breckinridge, and have always

been opposed to the war. I am opposed drinking saloon,' and at the same time into fighting the South, decidedly." vited all persons who loved the Stars and Stripes to patronize the new establishment.

"You are," said Secesh; "you are what they call around here a Copperhead, an't you?

This flattering notice fell upon John "Yes, yes," said the Butternut, pro- Hawkins as a thunderbolt; he frantically pitiatingly; "that's what all my neighbors rushed over to the newspaper office and call me, and they know I ain't with them." protested that he was a rebel, and that he "Come here Dave!" hallooed Secesh. relied upon his secession friends for pat"Here's a Butternut. Just come and look ronage—he declared that he was a ruined at him. Look here, old man, where do man unless something was done to imyou live? We want what horses you mediately purge his fair fame of any taint have got to spare, and if you have got any of loyalty to his native land. Captain greenbacks, just shell 'em out!" and they Clark, who fully appreciated the unfortutook all he had. nate publican's feelings, and with the spirit and liberality of a chivalrous editor,

Calumnious Charge of Loyalty against John offered his columns for an explanation,

Hawkins.

which offer resulted in the publication of a card by Mr. Hawkins, in which he pronounced the editorial statement that he had taken the oath of allegiance, "a fabrication."

Holt's drinking saloon was one of the most fashionable in New Orleans. The proprietor, a son of the famous New York hotel keeper of that name, kept fast horses, a fashionable private residence, and re- Secession was delighted. John's friends ceived his income by the hundred dollars crowded his precincts all day, and drank to a day. In an evil hour secession seized John's health, and at John's expense. The upon the land, and Holt was induced to dawn of the following morning promised a issue shinplasters. His reputation for brilliant future; but, alas! Deputy Prowealth and business profits made them vost-Marshal, Colonel Stafford, whose buspopular, and inducements were held out iness it was to see that public drinkingfor immense issues. Gradually, however, house keepers had taken said oath of allebusiness fell off, and Holt, when General giance, sent after Mr. Hawkins, and asked Butler ordered that personal paper money him what right he had to keep a shop open should be redeemed by bank-notes, found without license, and farther inquired if it impossible to comply with the procla- John did not know that he could not get mation, and this inability was increased a license unless he took oath to be a good by the fact that he had taken the oath of citizen under the national government. allegiance, and his regular customers re- That he was permitted to carry on his fused, therefore, to be comforted at his business without taking the oath will be house. The finale was that Holt was sold believed by all who do not know the man out, and his establishment, repainted and with whom he had to deal at head-quarters. restocked, opened under the auspices of one John Hawkins. To give the place Voting for a Candidate on Principle. the due amount of eclat, Captain Clark, "Gentlemen," said a Virginia planter, of the Delta, knowing that it was against trembling with passion, in a conversation the law for any one to sell liquor in the between half a dozen persons in the parlor city, unless by a person who had taken of a New York insurance office, before the the oath of allegiance and obtained a li- Republican nomination had been made, cense, caused it to be published that at "gentlemen, if you elect Mr. Seward last the citizens were blessed with a 'Union President, we shall break up this Union.”