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Page) many and favorable, and he is so
sincerely alive to the scope and progress of the war that he can not fail to be
serviceable to the good cause in the very home of its enemies. We have already
quoted his graphic picture of Thomas Carlyle. From some later letters we take
this account of Charles Kingsley, which will grieve many a true heart in this
country. Kingsley, however, did not succeed in persuading Macmillan not to
publish Professor Cairnes's book; for the work, originally issued by Parker &
Son, was published in the second and enlarged edition by Macmillan. We hope when
Mr. Conway goes to Oxford he will not fail to draw a full-length portrait of
Goldwin Smith, who is Professor of History at Oxford, as Kingsley is at
Cambridge, but who, unlike Kingsley, is constantly doing good things for us and
for mankind, and who has just now published a pamphlet upon the kind of sanction
given by the Bible to American slavery. Mr. Conway says:
"I had learned before going, that
the general opinion at both Oxford and Cambridge was adverse to the North. Much
of this at the latter University is owing to the unwearied efforts of Rev.
Charles Kingsley, who has lectured and written and talked on the side of the
Southern oppressors until many of his once earnest friends, such as Hughes and
Dicey, speak of him as a 'lost leader.' Kingsley's only regret now is, that he
once wrote such a book as 'Alton Locke.' He has given up his former brave
testimonies for Justice and Humanity, for a chaplaincy to the Prince of Wales
and a reception among the aristocracy. But, poor man, none love him now, and not
even his new companies will trust him far. Still he has managed to stifle the
sympathy with the cause of freedom whenever it began to rise near him. That he
knows it is the cause of Liberty in America that he opposes, is shown by many
facts; among others by this, that he persuaded Macmillan not to publish
Cairnes's book, which is written entirely in the interest of Human Rights and
not in that of any party."
There is a sting in the following
sarcasm which our Copperhead patriots may wisely ponder. Mr. Conway is speaking
of the adulation offered by the bold Britons, who never, never, never will be
slaves to the Prince of Wales and his wife:
"I have seen a vast crowd
gathered at the palace gate here, which I was assured had been there from early
morning to dusk, to see the Prince and Princess, who, rumor said, were to pass
that way. 'You do not have so good a chance to sec him,' said I to a man among
them, 'as we had in America: in Cincinnati I danced in the same set, and
afterward had a chat for several minutes with him.' 'Ah,' replied he, 'you are
all sovereigns over there—unless Jeff Davis makes you subjects again.' "
THE Brooklyn Daily Eagle
publishes a poem with the following remarks:
"The following touching and
beautiful verses have already appeared in these columns. They were attributed to
a private in the National service. A local contemporary corrected this statement
by stating that the verses first appeared in Harper's Weekly, and were the
production of the lamented Fitz James O'Brien, who was wounded at Balls Bluff
and died after his arm had been
amputated. We received at the time a
communication claiming that the lines were written by a lady, whose name we have
forgotten. The verses have gone all over the world. They have appeared in the
London Times, where they were attributed to a private in the Confederate
service. They are again claimed by a lady who writes for one of the New York
weeklies. As it is uncontradicted that the verses first appeared in Harper's
Weekly, it would be a matter of interest to have the question settled on the
authority of the conductors of that journal. The following are the lines:
" All quiet along the Potomac,'
'Except now and then a stray
Is shot, as he walks on his beat
to and fro,
By a rifleman hid in the
thicket,' " etc.
The poem was originally
contributed to Harper's Weekly by a lady, and is copyrighted. Mr. O'Brien, who
was also the author of many stirring and touching lyrics in this paper, was not,
however, wounded at
Ball's Bluff. It was in a skirmish of General Lander's
forces near Hancock that he received the wound from the effects of which he died.
A LITERARY friend,
S. M., in Philadelphia, who is
familiar with the details of English literature, writes that the circulation of
Lloyd's Weekly Newspaper, which we put at five hundred thousand, has never
exceeded two hundred thousand a week, and that its price is not a penny, but
exactly double that—four cents. Our statement was made upon the authority of
what seemed a very accurate letter from London by one who knew. But he must know
a great deal more of such matters than we do who would venture to correct R. S.
M. He is doubtless right. But it certainly says at the head of the paper, "Price
one penny. Stamped, two pence." (R. S. M. will understand that this is only the
parting shot of a vanquished party.)
A NEW COLLAR.
THERE is no end to curious
invention; and at last, after linen and cotton and paper and muslin, there is "a
new thing in collars." Mr.
S. W. H. Ward, 387 Broadway,
offers patent steel collars! They are no stiffer than the starched linen should
theoretically be; they defy the most moistening shower; and they are readily
cleaned by rubbing them with a wet towel! They are made of various forms,
upright or turn-over, and the ladies are not forgotten. The thin steel is
covered with white enamel, and every man may wear a "dog-collar" which shall not
be merely a name.
THE "American Publishers'
Circular" (G. W. Childs), in its new form, is a truly valuable manual of current
literature. The information in the French and English letters is copious and
interesting; and its record of domestic literary intelligence is complete. Every
fortnight it shows what books are, and are to be, published in all the great
book-markets of the world.
The "Fairy Book" (Harpers) is a
book to make the heart of every child in the land rejoice, and the purse of
every parent open. It is a collection by Miss Mulock, the author of "John
Halifax," etc., of all the most famous and delightful standard fairy stories
printed in a handsome and attractive form. The stories are told in the
old-fashioned simple way in which we all used to read them, and without any
comment or dilution or impertinent moralizing.
Mr. Charles T. Evans, the
energetic general agent of the Rebellion Record, publishes under the editorship
of Mr. Frank Moore, "Papers of the Day," a series of short timely essays upon
the most engrossing topics of the time. The first is an account of "The Freedmen
of South Carolina" by Charles Nordhoff, and is full of the results of a tour of
observation among them by a remarkably shrewd, calm, and intelligent observer,
who had peculiar facilities for correct appreciation of their condition, and who
writes in the most trenchant, animated, and interesting manner. Such papers are
contributions of essential value to our history, and being ephemeral in form
should be secured upon their appearance.
"Americans in Rome" is a work by
Henry P. Leland from the same publisher. It is a lively, picturesque description
of life in Rome, and its amusing fidelity is sure to be recognized by every
reader who has lived for some time in that city. It is a charming and cheerful
picture of the little incidents and details which the graver tourist is so apt
to bury under his ponderous account of ruins and buildings and history, yet
which abide so permanently in memory.
"Science for the School and
Family," by Professor Hooker, of Yale (Harpers), is a delightful introduction to
the mysteries of Natural Philosophy, by an experienced and competent master. It
is an admirable manual for the household, and answers simply the thousand
questions about common phenomena which every intelligent child continually asks
and few parents can clearly answer.
"A Point of Honor" (Harpers) is a
simple, tender love story, briefly and pleasantly told—good for reading in these
summer days under the trees, if any reader finds time to lie there.
HUMORS OF THE DAY.
"CAN I show you any thing more
to-day, Sir?" asked the civil gentleman behind the counter of his worthy
customer. "Yes, Sir," was the reply; "will you be good enough to show me the
silk umbrella I left here three weeks ago?"
In the window of a shop in the
city a violin is exhibited at a high price, being "the property of a gentleman
in fine condition."
"There's no humbug about these
sardines," said Brown, as he helped himself to a third plateful from a
newly-opened box; "they are the genuine article, and came all the way from the
Mediterranean." "Yes," replied his economical wife, "and if you will only
control your appetite they will go a great deal farther." Brown did not ask for
From Camden to Bletchley, a
distance of forty miles, I traveled along with Mrs. Greaves. She was a sweet and
interesting woman—so sweet and interesting that, fastidious as I am on the
subject, I believe I would have been willing to have kissed her. I had, however,
several reasons for not perpetrating this act. First: I am such a good husband I
wouldn't even be guilty of the appearance of disloyalty to my sweet wife.
Second: I was afraid our fellow-passengers would see me and tell Greaves. Third:
I do not think Mrs. G. would let me.
An old skipper says it is a
curious fact that reckless captains are the most liable to wrecks.
"Why, Hans, you have the most
feminine cast of countenance I have ever seen." "Oh, yah," replied Hans: "I know
de reason for dat—mine moder vas a voomans."
"John, my son," said a doting
father, who was about taking him into business, "what shall be the style of the
new firm?" "Well, governor," said the youth, "I don't know—but suppose we have
it John H. Samplin and Father?" The old gentleman was struck with the
originality of the idea, but didn't adopt it.
Fontenelle describes a lover as a
man who, in his anxiety to obtain possession of another, loses possession of
Some editorial philosopher
says—"If you wish to increase the size and prominence of your eyes, just keep an
account of the money you spend foolishly, and add it up at the end of the year."
"Soldiers must be fearfully
dishonest," says Mrs. Partington, "as it seems to be a nightly occurrence for a
sentry to be relieved of his watch."
A hypocritical scoundrel in
Athens inscribed over his door, "Let nothing evil enter here." Diogenes wrote
under it, "How does the owner get in?"
Why does being under a bridge
make the most stupid fellow a bit of a wag?—Because then he has an arch way
If an empty purse could speak,
what loving sentiment would it express?—"You will find no change in me."
"I shall not die unheard," as the
pig said when the butcher stuck him.
An architect proposes to build a
"Bachelor's Hall," which will differ from most houses in having no Eves.
"I speak within bounds," as the
prisoner said to the jailer.
"Paws for a reply," as the cat
said when she scratched the dog for barking at her.
When is a window like a
star?—When it's a sky-light.
Which is the largest jewel in the
world?—The Emerald Isle.
The following is exhibited, in
large letters, on a shop-shutter in London: "Mr. S. having disposed of this
business to Mr. P., will be opened by him on Friday morning."
We were told that, the other day,
a literary gentleman, being rather badly off for pens, sat down to write with a
headache. It is, we believe, a painful operation, but a great saving of quills.
When an old farmer in Essex
buried his wife, a friend asked the disconsolate why he expended so much money
on her funeral. "Oh, Sir," replied he, "she would have done as much, or more,
for me, with pleasure."
DO YOU GIVE IT UP?
Why are lawyers like sawyers?
Because whichever tray they work,
down must come the dust.
My first is a domestic animal,
My second a part of speech,
My third is an article of the
And my whole is a tomb.
Why is a bustle like a historical
novel? Because it is fiction founded on fact.
Why should not a teetotaler have
a wife? Because he can not support her (sup porter).
What color is the grass when snow
is upon it? Invisible green.
Name me and you break me.
My first is a preposition,
My second is a composition, And
my whole is an acquisition. For-tune.
In describing a fire, what three
authors would you name? Dickens, Howitt (how it), Burns!
Why was the whale who swallowed
Jonah like a successful hydropathic doctor?
Because he managed to get a good
profit (prophet) out of the waters.
My first is colorless and dark,
My second's always in the park;
If you're my whole you then may
know, I think your conduct but so-so.
Why is Rowland Hill giving
sovereigns to his children like the rising sun?
Because he tips the little hills
My second is found in every
hedge, as well as every tree;
And when poor school-boys act
amiss, it often is their fee;
My first is always wicked, yet
ne'er committed sin, My whole for my first is fitted, composed of brass and tin.
Why is a leaking-glass like a
dissatisfied and ungrateful acquaintance?
Because though you may load its
back with silver it will always reflect upon you.
Why is a cow's tail like a swan's
Because it grows down.
My first informs me time has
winged feet; My second keeps our gardens neat;
My whole's a safe retreat to
Who guard our homes from midnight
Why is a person putting his
father into a sack like a person on his way to an Eastern city?
Because he is going to Bagdad
Why is a glass-blower the most
likely to set the alphabet in full gallop?
Because he makes a D canter
Why is my hat like a giblet-pie?
Because it has a goose's head
Why is a boy ill like a small
Because he is a chapel (chap
My first is often heard in a
My second gives name to a
My whole contains the annals of all nations.
THE REBEL INVASION OF THE NORTH.
SINCE we last wrote the rebels
appear to have been dashing hither and thither in
robbing farms and store-houses, but staying in no one locality for any length of
time. They have been heard of successively at
Scotland, in Pennsylvania, and
Frederick, Cumberland, Hancock, etc.,
in Maryland. Nothing is positively known of their force, but it is conjectured
that the whole invading army consists of perhaps a couple of thousand cavalry.
It is said, however, that a corps d'armee or division, probably Ewell's, are at
Williamsport on the Upper Potomac. At 11 A.M. on 23d a body of rebels reoccupied
Chambersburg in great force, and our troops, under General Knipe, fell back to
Shippensburg and Carlisle. General Knipe arrived at the latter place the same
evening, and his arrival led to another panic, the inhabitants flying in every
direction, with the usual agony about a rebel attack on
Large bodies of volunteer militia
have gone forward from this State to repel the invaders, and the Pennsylvanians
appear likewise to be enlisting—though not with alacrity. Some Jersey regiments
have likewise gone to the scene of action. In Maryland the President's call for
troops has elicited no response.
cavalry are said to have
made their appearance on the Ohio and Indiana border; and there are rumors of
small bodies having crossed the line on predatory excursions. A rumor to the
effect that some rebels had made their appearance at Uniontown, Pennsylvania,
scared the people of Pittsburg to death on 23d. Work was immediately suspended,
and all hands set to build fortifications.
ARMY OF THE POTOMAC.
The Army of the Potomac is said
to be on or near the old
Bull Run battlefield.
General Lee's whereabouts are
unknown, but he is supposed to be in the Shenandoah Valley. A decisive battle is
momentarily expected, and
General Hooker has placed an embargo upon
correspondence until it comes off.
CAVALRY FIGHT AT MIDDLEBURG.
HEAD-QUARTERS, CAVALRY CORPS,
CAMP NEAR UPPERVILLE, June
Brigadier-General S. Williams:
GENERAL,—I moved with my command
this morning to Middleburg, and attacked the cavalry force of the rebels under
Stuart, and steadily drove him all day, inflicting heavy loss at every step.
We took two pieces of artillery,
one being a Blakely gun, together with three caissons, besides blowing one up.
We also captured upward of sixty prisoners, and more are coming in, including a
lieutenant-colonel, major, and five other officers, and a large number of
wounded rebels left in the town of Upperville.
They left their dead and wounded
upon the field. Of the former I saw upward of twenty. We also took a large
number of carbines, pistols, and sabres. In fact, it was a most disastrous day
to the rebel cavalry.
Our loss has been very small,
both in men and horses. I never saw the troops behave better or under more
difficult circumstances. Very heavy charges were made, and the sabre was used
freely, but always with great advantage to us.
A. PLEASANTON, Brigadier-General.
BATTLE OF WINCHESTER.
Full accounts are published of
the late desperate two days' battle at Winchester between General Milroy and
General Ewell, which terminated in a disastrous retreat of the Union forces to
Martinsburg and Harper's Ferry, with only two thousand men out of seven
thousand, and having lost all the artillery, stores, baggage, and every thing
except what the men carried on their persons. Three entire batteries of field
artillery and one battery of siege guns, about two hundred and eighty wagons,
over twelve hundred horses and mules, all the commissary and quarter-master's
stores and ammunition of all kinds, over six thousand muskets and small-arms
without stint, the private baggage of the officers and men, all fell into the
hands of the enemy.
GENERAL LEE'S REPORT.
RICHMOND, June 16, 1863.
A dispatch from General Lee,
dated the 15th, says:
God has again crowned the valor
of our troops with success. Ewell's division stormed the intrenchments at
Winchester, capturing their artillery, etc. LEE.
The siege of Vicksburg progresses
slowly, but, we are told, favorably. Persons in official circles looked for the
assault and capture of the city before this.
General Grant's approaches were
within a few yards of the rebel works at the latest dates. Our advices from
Grant's army are to 19th at noon. At that time heavy firing was going on from
General McClernand has been removed from the command of the 13th
Army Corps by General Grant, and General Ord appointed in his place.
Port Hudson we have no
advices except that the siege is progressing.
RAID INTO EAST TENNESSEE.
A dispatch from
22d states that General Carter has made another raid into East Tennessee with
2000 mounted infantry, spreading terror before him. He destroyed the station and
took up the track at Lenor, and advanced as far as Loudon, where he drew up in
lino of battle to meet the enemy. He stated his intention to march on Knoxville
and destroy that city.
CAPTURE OF THE "ATLANTA-FINGAL."
Our blockading squadron has
diminished the rebel fleet of privateers by one very valuable and dangerous
steamer, the Atlanta, formerly known as the Clyde-built vessel Fingal. She came
down on the morning of the 17th inst. into Warsaw Sound, by way of Wilmington
River, accompanied by two wooden steamers loaded with spectators. The
commanded by Captain Rodgers, at once engaged her, and fired in all but five
shots, three of which took effect, penetrating her armor and killing or wounding
the crews of two guns. Two of her three pilots were also wounded, the top of her
pilot-house being shot away. She then grounded, after having fired six shots,
and immediately afterward surrendered. Her armament consists of two 7-inch and
two 6-inch Brooks guns, rifled, and her officers and crew numbered 165. She had
on board instruments and stores for a regular cruise. The prisoners reached
Fortress Monroe on 22d.
REBEL RAIDERS PUNISHED.
General Burnside telegraphs to
General Halleck from Cincinnati that Colonel de Courcy, with parts of the Tenth
and Fourteenth Kentucky Cavalry and Eighth and Ninth Michigan Cavalry, cut off
at Triplett's bridge the body of rebel cavalry that made the raid upon
Maysville. He killed and wounded many of the rebels, and took over one hundred
prisoners, including one captain and two lieutenants, and recaptured all the
property stolen at Maysville. General Burnside says that the rebels are broken
to pieces, and may be destroyed altogether, as our people are hunting them up.
OF THE "NORWEGIAN."
The steamship Norwegian, Captain
M'Master, which left Liverpool on the 4th and Londonderry on the 5th of June,
for Montreal, was wrecked on the 14th instant, on St. Paul's Island, Cape
Breton. She struck about seven o'clock in the morning, during a dense fog, about
a mile and a quarter east of the Northeast Light. She had 329 passengers on
board. They were all saved, with the greater portion of their baggage. The
Governor of St. Paul's Island lent all the assistance in his power. The
Norwegian belonged to the Montreal Steamship Company, and her wreck makes the
seventh vessel which they have lost.
THE PRESIDENT'S ANSWER.
PRESIDENT LINCOLN, through
Minister Adams, had returned his warm thanks to the Liverpool Emancipation
Society for their friendly address.
TAILOR'S SHOP—A DISTINCTION.
NEW CUSTOMER.—"I've had my
clothes hitherto from—"
BROADWAY TAILOR. —
"Clothes! jus' so, Sir! He! He! We may concede you to be Clothed, Sir! but we
re'lly can't call you Dressed; we can't, indeed!"