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THE WASHINGTON ARSENAL.
THE FORTS IN TEXAS.
publish on page 172, from views furnished by
a draughtsman in the employ of the General Government,
pictures of the three principal forts in
Texas, which, according to the latest advices, have
just been surrendered by General Twiggs to the secessionists.
In connection with the event, we may
mention that one of the last acts of the late Administration
dismissal of General Twiggs from
the army for treason.
the head-quarters of the Eighth Infantry, is on the
San Antonio and San
Diego mail route. It is situated in a canon of the Lympia
Mountains, 120 miles from the City of Presidio
del Norte, on the Rio Grande, and about 500 miles
from San Antonio, Texas. It is in the midst of the country of the Mescularo
Apaches; and the
garrison at different times has done good service in
checking the Comanches in their plundering expeditions
into Mexico, and chastising the Apaches for their thieving propensities. The
beautiful ; the immense rocks which form
the sides of the canon tower up 500 or 600 feet. It
is not known yet whether the Texan troops have made any demonstration on this
which is said to have been recently
seized by the Texan troops, protects the northern frontier of that State from
the forays of the Comanches. It is situated on the Indian Re-serve, and is, or
was, garrisoned by detachments from the First Cavalry and one company First
Infantry regiments. It is named after the late General Arbuckle, of the army.
Captain Prince commands the post; Captain Sacket, Captain
Beal, First-Lieutenants Stockton, Crittenden, and
Powell, Second-Lieutenants Offley and Fish compose the Staff.
situated on the Reserve, sixty
miles southeasterly from Arbuckle, at latest dates
was also said to have been seized by the Texan troops. It was, or is, garrisoned
by two companies
First Cavalry, Captain Carr; commander,
Captain Wood. It was near here, in October, 1858,
that Major Earl Van Dorn encountered and utterly
routed the Comanches in a pitched battle.
ARSENAL AT WASHINGTON.
IN connection with the military movements now
proceeding at Washington we publish herewith a view of the Arsenal at that city.
It stands on the junction of
the eastern branch with the Potomac,
and is surrounded on three sides by water. Here
are founderies, work-shops, magazines, laboratories,
and every thing necessary for the manufacture of
implements and materials of war. At the present time the Arsenal is a scene of
great activity. In front of the Arsenal stand a collection of foreign
brass cannon, some of which are trophies taken in
battle at Saratoga, Yorktown, Niagara, and Vera Cruz.
BY CHARLES DICKENS, --
who was so sulky a fellow
that he even took up a book as if its writer
had done him an
injury, did not take
acquaintance in a more agreeable spirit.
Heavy in figure, movement,
and comprehension—in the
sluggish complexion of his face, and in the large,
awkward tongue that seemed to loll about in his mouth as he himself
lolled about in a room—he was idle, proud, niggardly, reserved, and suspicious.
He came of rich people down in Somersetshire, who had nursed this combination of
qualities until they made the discovery that it was just of age and a blockhead.
Thus Bentley Drummle had come to Mr. Pocket when he was a head taller than that
gentleman, and half a dozen heads thicker than most gentlemen.
Startop had been spoiled by a weak mother and kept at home when he ought to have
been at school ; but he was
devotedly attached to her, and admired her beyond measure. He had a
woman's delicacy of feature, and was—"as you may see, though you never saw her,"
said Herbert to me—exactly like his mother. It was but natural that I should
take to him much more kindly than to Drummle, and that even in the earliest
evening of our boating he and I should pull homeward abreast of one another,
conversing from boat to boat, while Bentley Drummle came up in our wake alone,
under the overhanging banks and among rushes. He would always creep in shore
like some uncomfortable amphibious creature, even when the tide would have
sent him fast upon his way, and I always think of him as coming after us in the
dark or by the back-water, when our
own two boats were breaking the sunset or the moonlight in mid-stream.
Herbert was my most intimate companion and
friend. I presented him with a half-share in my boat, which was the occasion of
his often coming down to Hammersmith ; and my possession
of a half-share in his chambers often took me up to London. We used to walk
between the two places at all hours, and I have an affection
for the road yet (though it is not so pleas-ant a road as it was then), formed
in the impressibility of
untried youth and hope.
When I had been in Mr. Pocket's family a month or two Mr. and Mrs. Camilla
turned up. Camilla was Mr. Pocket's sister. Georgiana, whom I had seen at Miss
Havisham's on the same occasion, also turned up. She was a cousin—an indigestive
single woman, who called her rigidity religion, and her liver love. These people
hated me with the hatred of cupidity and disappointment. As a matter of course,
they fawned upon me in my prosperity with the basest meanness. Toward Mr.
Pocket, as a sort of grown-up infant with no notion of his own interests,
they showed the complacent forbearance I had heard them express. Mrs.
Pocket they held in contempt but they allowed the poor
dear soul to have been heavily disappointed in life, because that shed a full
reflected light upon themselves.
These were the surroundings among which
C settled down, and applied myself to my education. I soon contracted
expensive habits, and began to spend an amount of money that with. in a few
short months I should have thought almost fabulous ; but, through good and evil,
I stuck to my books. There was no other merit in this than my having
sense enough to feel my deficiencies. Between Mr. Pocket and Herbert I got on
fast, and with one or the other always at my elbow to give me the directions I
wanted, and clear obstructions out of my road, I must have been as great a dolt
as Drummle if I had done less.
I had not seen Mr. Wemmick for some weeks, when I thought I would write him a
note and propose to go home with him on a certain evening. He replied that it
would give him much pleasure, and that he would expect me at the office at six
o'clock. Thither I went, and there I found him putting the key of his safe down
his back as the clock struck.
"Did you think of walking down to
Walworth ?" said he.
"Certainly," said I, " if you approve."
"Very much," was Wemmick's reply,
"for I have had my legs under the desk all day, and shall be glad to
stretch 'em. Now
I'll tell you what I have got for supper, Mr. Pip. I have got a stewed
steak—which is of home preparation—and a cold roast fowl—which is from time
cook-shop. I think it's tender, because the master of the shop was a juryman in
some cases of ours the other day, and we let him down easy. I reminded him of
that when I bought the fowl, and I said, 'Pick us out a good one, old fellow,
because if we had chosen to keep you in the box another day or two we
could easily have done it.' He said to that, `Let me make you a present of the
best fowl in the shop.' I let him, of course. As far as it goes, it's property
and portable. You don't object to an aged parent, I hope ?"
I really thought he was still speaking of the fowl, until he added, "Because I
have got an aged parent at my place." I then said what politeness required.
" So you haven't dined with Mr. Jaggers yet ?" he pursued,
as we walked along.
" Not yet."
" He told me so this afternoon when he heard you were coming to see me. I expect
you'll have an invitation to-morrow. He's going to ask your pals, too. Three of
'em, ain't there?"
Although I was not in the habit of counting Drummle as one of my intimate
associates, I said "Yes."
going to ask the whole gang"—I hardly felt complimented by the word—" and
whatever he gives you, he'll give you good. Don't look forward to variety, but
you'll have excellence. And there's another rum thing in his house," proceeded
Wemmick, after a moment's
pause, as if the remark bestowed on the housekeeper was understood ; " he never
lets a door or window be fastened at night."
"Is he never robbed?"
"'That's it," returned Wemmick. "He
says, and gives it out publicly, ' I
want to see the man who'll rob me.'
Lord bless you, I have
heard him a hundred
times if I have heard him
"MOLLY, LET THEM SEE
BOTH YOUR WRISTS, SHOW THEM. COME !"