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THE SMOKY HIL1 AND REPUBLICAN UNION. "WE JOIN OURSELVES TO NO PARTY THAT DOES NOT CARRY THE FLAG, AND KEEP STEP TO tTHE MUSIC OF THE UNION." c-Volum.e II. junction city, tcajstsjs. Saturday, mav 9, 1863. Number 27 PUBLISHED IVEBT SATCHDAT MORNING AT JUNCTION, DAVIS Co., KANSAS. W. K. BARTLETT. - - - S. M. STRICKLER, Proprietors. Wil. S. BLAKELY. - - - GEO. W. MARTIN", Editors and Publishers. OFFICE IN BRICK BUILDING. CORNER OF SEVENTH WASHINGTON St's. TSUI'S OF SUBSCRIPTION : One copy, one year, .... $0.00 Ten copies, one year, .... 15.00 Payment required in all cases in advance. All papers discontinued at the expiration of the time for "which payment is received. TERMS OF ADVERTISING : One square, first insertion, - - $1.00 Each subsequent insertion, 50 Ten lines or less being a square. Yearly advertisements inserted on liberal terms. JOB WOEK done with dispatch, and in the latest style of me art. O Payment required for all Job Work on delivery. NAPOLEON'S THREE WARNINGS. The celebrated Foucbe, Duke of O trail to, was retained but a short time, it is well -r' Known, in tbo service of the Bourbons, after their restoration to the throne of France. He retired to the town of Aix, in Province, und there lived in affluent ease upon the gains of his long and busy career. Curiosity attracted many visitors around this remarkable man, and he was habitually free in communicating his reminiscences of the great events which it had been ,his lot to witness. On one occasion the company assembled in his saloon heard from his lips the following story. By degiecs, as Napoleon nsumed the power and authority of a king, every thing about him, even in the day of the eonsu-1 late, began to wear a court-like appearance. All the old monarchichal habitudes were revived one by one. Among the other re vivals of this kinl, the custom of attending rnnss previous to the hour of audience, wax restored by Bonaparte, and himself was punctual in his appearance at the chapel of of. Cloud on such occasions. Notbine could bo more munduno than the mode of performing these religious services. The nctresscs of the opera were the chorists, and great crowds of busy, talkative people were in the habit of fiequcnting the gallery of the chapel, from the windows of which the First Consul and Josephine could be seen, with their suits and fi "tends. Tho whole formed merely a daily exhibition of the iMitular court of the people. At one particular time the punctuality of Bonaparte m h;s attendance on mass was lather distressing to hi3 wife. The quick and jealous Josephine had discovered that the eye of her husband was too much di rected to a window in the gallery, where there regularly appeared the form and face of a young girl of uncommon beauty. The chestnut tresses, brilliant eyes, and graceful figure of this personage, caused more un easiness to the Consul's wife, as the stran ger's glances were bent no less often upon Bonaparte than his were upon her. " Who is that young girl ?" said Jose phine one day at close of sen ice ; what can ehe seek from the First Consul? I ob served her to drop a billet just down at his feet. He picked it up; I saw him." No one could tell Josephine who the object of her notice precisely was, though thero were some who declared her to be an emigrant lately returned, and one who prebably was desirous of the intervention of tho First Consul in favor of her family. With such guesses as this the Consul's wife was obliged to rest satisfied for the time. struck the stone, and stopped our drive, we had all been lost !" " How ?" was the reply. "There was in the carriage, concealed behind the back seat, a bomb a real mas sive bomb, and with a slow match attached to it kindled ! Things had been so ar ranged, that in a quarter of an hour we should have been scattered among the trees in the park of St Cloud. There must be some treachery close at hand. Fouche must be told of this Dubois must be warned." "Not a word to them!" replied Bona parte. "The knowledge of one plot but engenders a second. Let Josephine remain ignorant of the danger she has escaped. Hortense, Joseph, Cambacerea tell none of them; and let the government journals say not a word about my fall." The First Consul was then silent for some time. At length he said " Duroc, you come to-morrow to mass in the chapel, and examine with attention a young girl whom I shall point out to you. She will occupy tno tourtu window in tbc gallery on the right. Follow her home, or cause her to be followed and bring me intelli gence of her nature, her abode and her circumstances. It will be better to do this yourself, I WQuld not have the police inter fere. Have you taken care of the bomb and removed it?" " I have, Citizen Consul." " Come, then, let us again drive in the 'park," said Bonaparte. lhe drive was resumed, but on this occa sion the coachman was allowed to fulfil his own duties. On the morrow the eye of more than one person was turned to the window in the gallery. But the jealous Josephine sought in vain for the elegant figure of the young girl. She was not there. The impatient First Consul, with his confident Duroc, were greatly annoyed at her non-appearance, and small was the attention payed by them to the services that day. Their anxiety was fruitless. The girl was seen at mass After the audience cf that same day had passed, Bonaparte expressed a wish for a drive in the park, and accordingly went out, accompanied by his wife, his brother Jo seph, Generals Duroe and Cambacercs, and Hortenso Beanharnois, wife of Louis Bona Jj.?.Ttc. The King of Prussia hod just pre sented Napoleon with a superb set of horses, four in number, aud these harnessed to anj open chariot for the party. The Consul took it info his head to drive in person, aud mounted into the coachman's" place. The chariot set off, but just as it was turning into the park, it went crash against a stone at the gate, aud the First Consul was thrown to the ground. He attempted to rise, but again fell prostate in a stunned or iuseusiblo condition. Meanwhile, the horses sprang forward with the chariot, and were only stopped when Duroc, at the risk of his life, threw himself out and seized the loose reins. Josephine was taken out in a swooning state. The rest of the party quickly returned to the First Consul, and carried him back to his apartments. On recovering his senses fully, tho first thing which ho did was to put his hand into his pocket, and pull out the slip of paper drop ped at his feet in the chapel. Leaning over his shoulder Josephine read these words "Do not drive out in your carriage to day." " This can have no allusion to our late accident' said Bonaparte, "No one could forsco that I was to play the part of a coachman to-day, or that I should be awk ward enough to drive against a atone, Go, tDaroc, and examine the chariot.7' Duroc obeyed. Soon after he returned, very palo, and took the First Consul aside. " Citiren Consul," enid be, " had you1ot The summers of Napoleon were chiefly spent at Malmaison ; the winters at St. Cloud aud the Tuileiies. YVintcrhad come on, and the First Consul had been holding Court in the great apartments of the last ol these palaces. It was theod of the month, which the republican well called iiivose, and, in the cveuing, Bonaparte entered hi carriage to go to the opera, accompanied by his aid-de camp Lanriston, and Generals Lannes and Beithier. The vehicle was about to start, when a female, wrapped in a black mantle, rushed out upon the Place Carrousel, made her way into the middle of the guards about to accompany Napoleon, and held forth a piper to him, saving : " Citizen Consul ! Citizen Cousul ! read read !" Bonaparte, with that smile which Bour riene describes as so irresistible, saluted the petitioner, and stretched out his hand for the missive. " A petition, madamo ?" said he inquir ingly ; and then continued, " Fear nothing; I shall peruse it and see justice done." " Citizen Consul f ' cried the woman, im ploringly joining her hands. What she would have further said was lost. The coachman, who, it was after wards said, was intoxicated, gave the lash to his horses, and off they sprung with the speed of lightning. Napoleon, throwing into his hat the paper be had received, remarked to his companion : " I could not well see her figure, but I thing the poor woman is young." The carriage dashed rapidly along; it was issuing from the street of St. Nicholas, when a frightful detonation was heard, mingling with and followed by the crash of broken windows. The infernal machine had exploded ! Uninjured, the carriage of the Consul, and its inmates, were wnirled with undiminished rapidity to the opera. Bonaparte entered his box with a serene brow and unruffled deportment. He saluted as usual the assembled spectators, to whom the nows of the explosion came with all the speed which rumor exercises upon such occasions. All were stunned and stupified; Bonaparte alone was perfectly calm. He stood with crossed arms, listening attentive ly to the oratorio of Haydn, which was executed on that evening. Suddenly, how ever, he remembered the paper put in his hands. He took it out, and read these lines : " In the name of Heaen, Citizen Consul, do not go to the opera to-night ; if you do go, pass not through the street St. Nicholas." The warning came, in some respects, too late. On reading these words, the First Consul chanced to raise his eyes. Exactly opposite to him, in a bos on the third tier, sat the young girl of the chapel of St. Cloud, with joined hands, seeming to utter prayers of gratitude for the escape which bad taken place. Her neaa naa no covering nut ner flowing and beautiful chestnut hair, and her person waswrappea in a oars iuauue, wnicn the Consul recognized as identical with that worn by the woman who had delivered the paper to him at the carriage door. " Go 6aid Bonaparte, auietlv but anicklr to Lannes, "go to the box exactly opposite tof us on me mirtt tier. You will find a young girl in a black mantle. Bring ber to the Tuileriew. I must see herj" and without raising his eyes, hut to make Lannes cer tain of the person, he took tbc general's arm, and said, pointing upward, " See there look !" -3E Bonaparte stopped suddenly. The girl was gone; no black mantle was to be 6een. Annoyed at this beyond measure, he hur riedly sent off Lannes to intercept her. It was in vain. The boxkeeper had seen such an individual, but knew nothing about her. Bonaparte applied to Foucbe and Dubois ; but all the zeal of the functionaries failed in discovering her. Years ran on after the explosion of the iofernal machine, and the strange accompa nying circumstances tended to make the occurrence more remarkable in the eye of Bonaparte. To the Consulate succeeded the Empire, and victory after victory mark ed the career of the great Corsican. At length the hours of change came. Allied Europe poured its troops into France, and compelled the Emperor to lay down the 6ceptre which had been so long shaken in terror over half the civilized earth. The isle of Elba became for the day the most remarkable spot on the globe ; and, finally, the resuscitated empire fell to pieces anew on the field of Waterloo. Bonaparte was about to quit France. The moment had come for him to set foot in the barque which was to convey him to the English vessel. Friends who had followed the fallen chief to the very last were stand ing by him to give him a final adieu. He waved his hand'to those around, and a smile was on the lips which had recently given the farewell kiss to the imperial eagle. At this instant, a woman broke the band that stood before Napoleon. She was in the prime of womanhood, not a girl, but young enough to retain unimpaired that beauty for which she would have been re markable among a crowd of beauties. Her features were full of anxiety, adding inter est to her appearance even at that moment. "Sire," said she, presenting a paper at that moment, "read! read!" The Emoeror took the epistle presented to him, but kept bis eye upon the presenter. He seemed, it may be, to feel at that instant the perfumed breeze of the park of St. Cloud, or to hear the choristers chanting melodcously in the chapel, as he had heard them in other days. Josephine, Duroc, and all his friends, came haply before him, and among them the face which he was wont to see at the fourth window in the gallery. His eve was now on that countenance in reality, altered, yet the same. These illusory recollections wore of short duration. Napoleon shook his head, and held the paper to his eye. After perusing its contents, he took the paper between his hands, and tore it to pieces, scattering the fragments in the air. " Stop, sire," said the woman, " follow the advice ! bo warned ! it is yet time !" "No," replied he; and taking from his finger a beautiful oriental ruby, valuable souvenir of his Egyptian campaigns, held it out to the woman. She took it, kneeling and kissing tho band which presented it. Turning his head, the Emperor then step ped into the boat, which waited to take him to the vessel. Net long afterward he was pining on the rock of St. Helena. Thus, of three warnings, two were useless because neglected until the dapger bad occurred, and the third which prognosti cated Napoleon's fate if once in the power of his adversaries the third was rejected. -' "But who was this woman, Duke of dtranto?" "Ob," replied Fouche, "I know not with certainty. The Emperor, if he knew ultimately, seems to have kept the secret." All that is known respecting the matter is, that a female related to St. Regent, one of the authors of the explosion of the street Saint Nicholas, died at the hospital of Hoi Dieu in 1837, and that around her neck was suspended, by a silk ribbon, the exqui site ornamental ruby of Napoleon. SPIKITUAL POETRY. "The following lines were given by the spirit of Edgar A. Poe, on Sunday night, January 11, 18G3, at Metropolitan Hall, through the mediaaasbip of Miss Lizzie Doten. The circumstances attendant upon the death of Poe are not generally known ; it may therefore, be as well to state that in passing through Baltimore, a few days be fore his intended marriage with a lady of fortune in Virginia, he was induced, proba bly by some of his old associates, to partake of the iutoxicating draught, although he had entirely abstained during the previous year. This aroused the appetite which had been slumbering within him, and in a short time he was found wandering through the streets in a drunken delirium. He was taken to a hospital, and on the seventh of Uctober, 1849, at the age of tbirty-eight, he closed hi? troubled life on earth. His spirit, however, still lives and has vividly depicted in this poem the terrors and tor tures through which he passed duriog his last hours here. "Baltimore, Jan. 23, 1B63." THE STREETS OF JMLTIMOEE. BT EDGR A. FOE. Woman weak, and woman mortal. Through my spirit's open portal 1 would read the Runic record Ot mine earthly being o'er I would feel that fire returning. Which within my soul was burning. When my star was quenched in darkness, Set to rise on earth no more. When I sank beneath life's burthen In the streets of Baltimore ! No one near to save or love mo ! No hind face to watch above me! Though I heard the sound of footsteps, Like the waves upon the shore! Beating, beating, beating, beating, Now advancing, now retreating With a dull and dreamy rhythm With a long, continuous roar Heard the sound of human footsteps, In the streets of Baltimore ! There at length they found me lying. Weak and 'wildered, sick and dying, And my shattered wreck of being To a kindly refuge bore ! But my woe was past enduring, And my soul cast off its mooring, Crying, as I floated outward : " I am of the earth no mow ! I have forfeited life's blessing In the streets of Baltimore!" Gazing back without lamenting. With no sorrowful repenting, I can read my life's sad story In a light unknown before ! For there is no woe so dismal, Not an evil so abysmal. But a rainbow arch of glory Spans the yawning chasms o'er! And across that bridge of beauty Did I pass from Baltimore ! A SPIRITED PHOTOGRAPH. "One who has lived in Georgia and South Carolina," writes to the London Daily News to say that those States will probably refuse to pull together in the long run, for the reason that Georgia possesses an industrial community who are by nature honest, notwithstanding their drift into secession, while South Carolina " was settled by poor nobility, decayed aristocracy, discontented Canadians, out-at-elbows gen thmen, polite swindlers, and the riff-raff of broken down noblesse, gamblers and demi reps of London and Paris. This was the original stock. Much of it has since, by their beautiful domestic system, been im proved, strengthened and made more vigor ous byan infusion of blood from the more athletic and industrious race known in history as the descendants of Ham." The writer, after laying on these strong colors, fills his canvass thus: "South Carolina may be called a lazy, genteel, ambitious, piratical filibuster; while Georgia is a modest, homespun, unrefined, plodding, honest tiller of the soil Query, will Geor gia submit to'bear part of the burdens of taxation in a debt of six hundred to a thousand millions brought on by a war that was entirely due.to South Carolina origin all v. and afterwards" backed up, aided and abetted primarily by Virginia and Missis-1 sippi. Let the slippery speculators who are so anxioua to bay Confederate bonds and then tell out to a pared of simpletons and lane decks ' in twenty-four' 'hours, give an answer." ; tm B This line fills the column. In that grand, eternal city, Where the angel hearts take pity On the sin which men forgive not. Or inactively deplore, Earth has lost the power to harm me ! Death can never more alarm me ! And I drink fresh inspiration From the source which I adore Through my grand apotheosis That new birth in Baltimore! Now no longer sadly yearning Love for love finds sweet returning And there comes no ghostly raven. Tapping at my chamber-door 1 Calmly in the golden glory, I can sit and read life's story For my soul from out that shadow Hath been lifted evermore From that deep and dismal shadow. In the streets of Baltimore ' Miscellany. The pilot of tho iron-clad Keokuk is under arrest, charged with running her ashore on Morris Island, that the rebels might capture her. The enemy baye not been strengthened as reported. They are now 15,000 weaker than at Fredericksburg. Gen. Lee is sick and Jackson is in command, and if he will only stay sick they will be 50,000 less than they were at Fredericksburg. At" the instance of foreign banks agents were sent to Europe about four weeks ago to make sale of our bonds authorized to be issued by the last Congress. A late tele gram brought news that large sums will be supplied to the Government credit in Ham burg, London, and Paris. Rumors have been circulated during the last few days that the rebels arc about to abandon their present position. Prisoners are brought .in almost daily from outposts but their information is conflicting and unsatisfactory. A rumor bearing some marks of authen ticity says that a rebel force is moving on Wheeling and Pittsburg. As Unwelcome Dad. An old farmer out West, who bad two good looking daughters, would not permit them to keep the company of young risen. After the old man bad retired to rest, the girls would hang a sheet oot of the window, and each beau, with the assistance of his lady, would thus gain an entrance. It so happened that-one evening one of the girls hung out the sheet to early, and the old gentleman spying the article could oot make oat the meaning of it. So he caight hold and en deavored to pall it. down. The girls, sup posing it to be one of their fellows, began to BOlSi, aaa am nut uurcuver ucir until the old man's head was level with the window sill, when one of them exclaimed, "Ob, Lord, it's dad !" and' letting go the sheet, down came the old gentiemno'Kthe groned, dislocating his shoaWer. -Withdrawing all opposition to their keeping company, he was soob a tatnsr-in-iawv . MOHAMMED AMD HIS WORD. Driven on by the secret impulses of the age; overcome with the grandeur of the mission to which he was appointed; mis taking the passions with which he was inflamed for the inspiration he braved ; reckless, daring, subtle he preserved, in the midst of his delusions, in all the confu sion of his teeming fancies, in all the dis order of his wild ambition, that steadiness of purpose, that marvelous wisdom, that just conception of the tendency of the age and of the wants of his nation, and absorb ing identification of his mind with its mind, of his will with its will that profound understanding of the influences which con trolled it, of the passions which deformed and the virtues which ennobled it which would have made him one of the greatest sovereigns, if be had not succeeded in becoming one of the greatest of reformers. In Arabia, Christianity had made but little progress, already encumbered as it was with theological machinery, too obscure for the easy comprehension or the satisfac tory solace of those fiery sons of the desert, who, in the midst of their idolatries, had never wholly lost sight of the Jewish con ception of one God. Christianity had to plant itself in the hearts of the nation it subdued. Monammedism already existed. It was but roused by Mohammed to a new er life quickened by a fresher impulse. The fire once kindled spread rapidly and far. The heart of the East throbbed fast. Fired by the visions of the future which opened upon their fevered eyes, the armies of the prophet swept over Western Europe till struck down in their drunken career by Charles Martel, they reeled away forever. It is thus,in the previous history of Arabia, that the chief explanation of Mohammed's success is to be found. Other men may have been as great, but the sphere was wanting for the exhibition of their power. Involutions which are to have a significance in the history of the world, which mark phases of progress and constitute epochs of change, never fail to develop remarkable characters to perplex us again with the mystery of genius. But without this world wide meaning, a revolu tion is but a whirlwind or a disease, and dies away from the memory of man as swiftly as it came. Thus, in all this long history of the East, among these ancient races through these countless ages, there is but one name to attract, one career to in struct us the life of Mohammed and tbe doctrines of Islam. 'A KEERFUL SHEPHERD.' Mormoniam is still in practical operation amongit us. On last Friday, a tall raw boned saint, with a complexion very much resembling boiled tripe, arrived heie from Pittsburg, with a couple of wives, but deeming bis flock too small to start Salt Lakeward with, held forth as follows to an admiring audience, at a house over tbe canal, with a view to the perfection of the material necessary to the completion of bis domestic felicity. His text was : Men is sccerce and iccemen ts plenty. "Brothers and Sistern pertickeler the sistern : I want to say a few words to you about Mormonism not for my own sake but for yourn, for men is skeercc and wee men is plenty. " Mormonism is built on that high old principle which scz that it ain't good for man to be alone, and a mighty sight worse for a woman. Therefore if a man feels good with a little company, a good deal of it ought to make him feel an awful sight better. "The first principle of Mormonism is that women are a good thing, and the sec ond principle is, that you can't have too much of a good thing. Woman is tenderer than man, and is necessary to smooth down the roughness of his character, and as a man has a good many rough pints in his natur, he oughtn't to give one woman too much to do, but set each one to work smoothing some particular pint. " Don't think I'm over anxious for you to jine us, for I ain't. I'm not speaking for my good, but for yourn; for men is 6keercc and weemen is plenty. " I said weemen is tenderer than men, but you needn't feel stuck up, for so she ought to be, she was made so a purpose. But how was she made so ? Where did she git it from ? Why, she was created out of the side bone of a man, and tbe side bone of a man is like the side bone of a turkey the tenderest part of him. Therefore, a woman has three side bones and a man only one, of course she's three times as tender as a man is, and is in duty bound to repay that ten derness of which she robbed hitp. And how did she rob him of his side bone? Why, exactly as she robs bis pockets now a days of his loose change she took ad vantage of him when he was asleep. " But as a woman is more tenderer than a man, so is a man more forgivener than a I woman; therefore, I won't say anything more about tbe side bone or tbe small change, but invite you all to jine my train, for I am a big shepherd out oar way, and fare snmptnonsly every day on purple and fine linen. " When I Irat landed on the bores of Great Salt Lake I wasn't rich in weemen, I had but one poor old yoe, but men is skeerce and weemen is plenty, and like keerful shepherd I began to iacrease ay lock. Weemen heard of ns and oar loving ways, and they kept a pourin' in. Thoy come from tho North, they come from the South, they come from the East, they come from tha West, they come from Urope, and they come from Aishy, and a few of them come from Africkey, and from begin' the misera bul owner of an old yoe, I become the joy ful owner of a mighty flock, with a right smart sprinkling of lambs, frbker and fat ter than anybody else's, and I've still got room for a few more. ' As I said before, I'm not talkin per tickuler fof my beneGt, but for yoara for men is skeerce and weemen is plenty. Still I'd a little rather you'd go along with me than not, pertickelar ynu fat one with a caliker sun bonnet. Don't hesertate, but take the chance while you can get it, and I'll make you the bell yoe of the flock. I'll lead you through the green pastures and high grass ; show you where you may ca per in the sunshine, and lay down in pleas ant places; and as you're in pretty good condition already, in course of time you shall be the fattest of the flock. Jine in. jine in, jine in, jine my train, jiue now, for men is skeerce and weemen is plenty. The appeal was irresistable. At tho last account " the fat woman with the caliker sun bonnet " had jined in, and two or three others were on the fence, with a decided leaning towards the " Keerful Shepherd." how to do rr. The Richmond Enquirer confesses tho extremities of the rebels iu the following terse and emphatic language: " The horses that draw our artillery and bangaqe trains and amhulanccs arc drop ping their hoofs off, and eating one another's tails off,Jor leant of proper Jvo.1. The following from the same paper is an equally frank admission : " Cotton is not king now. Corn is king; potatoes, hogs, hay, oats and cattle are sov ereign. But the people must not only produce they must save. Many a man drinks more corn in spirits than he could Cat in bread. Millions of bushels of grain are melted down into mean whisky, while the cavalry hoses and draft horses are starv ing." The Richmond lihig, reviewing tho series of disasters in the Southwest, says: " When the fortunes of war have been ao Uniformly adverse, it is not surprising that a people, who see in its prolongation no subjugation, but the further ravaging of their fields, the loss of their slave?, and the burning of their houses, should desire its cessation nt tbc earliest moment, and, per haps, be willing to make concessions which others, more fortunate, would reject." In other words, the true way to bring the rebels to terms is to whip them. Grant aud Rosecrans are the true peace-makers. m i A FEW WORDS FOR READERS. Always read advertisements. It is your1 interest to do so. ' In nine cases out of ten the most honest, upright, tiustworthy, liberal dealers ard those who advertise most extensively. To advertise is to expend money pru dently, and tho most successful and liberal business men know it and act accordingly. Look over our advertising columns week ly, and buy of none you do not find there. Narrow minds and misers seldom advertise. The liberal, frank and free always do. If a man does not thiuk enough of your custom to ask you for it through your county paper ho ia unworthy of your pat ronage. When you find a man who is too close add stingy to advertise, you can safely put him down as too selfish to deal generously, and very fairly or honestly. Those who do not advertise, ask the largest profits and turn their money seldom. Those who never advertise sometimes sell staple articles at current prices, hut they will skio you on articles when you are not familiar with Iho prices. You will save money by dealing with those who advertise, aud refusing those who do not. Remember the above, and never deal with men who do not advertise at home. Advantages of Advertising. Pro fessor Eastman, Principal of the National Business College in Poughkcepsie, who occupied an egtire page of the Daily Trib une on Saturday week with advertisement of bis College, 6ays in a letter to a friend dated Tuesday afternoon : " In consequenco of the advertisement in the Tribune, I re ceived 42 letter? on Saturday, 65 on Mon day, and 56 on Tuesday morning My letters in a single mail report students whose fees amount to more than the sum paid for the Tribune advertisement-1 JVbr icalk (.Con.) Gazette, m m fST An Irishman, in describing Ameri ca, said, " I'm tcld that ye might roll England through it, an' it wouldn't make a dint in the ground ; there's fresh water oceans inside it that ye might drown old -Ireland in, an as for Scotland, ye migbt stick it in a corner, an' ye'd niver be able to find it out except it might be by the smell of whiskey. J9 Political and national financiers, the world over, should now take notice that n Providential finger is plainly pointing to universal freedom,, and. that any king or emperor, or rnler, who attempts to stay that Omnipotent arm,, which is goidbgjtae natioas'apward and onward in the great. pathway piecesf. of liberty, will. be. smashed to. mrTpr'vr fVt " o ' "