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When summer's roseate couch is stript,
And autumn’s frost tax garner fills,
And winter lifts her hoary nead
Above the bare browned northern hills;
When gables quaint and sloaping eves
Are hung with ornaments of ice,
And window panes traced o’er and o’er
With tree, and flower, and strange devioe;
When lane and paddock for a while
Are carpeted with the virgin snow,
And truant feet betray themselves
When from the beaten path they go;
*How pleasant ’tis to draw one’s chair
Abqijpthe fire as night descends ;
And cosy con some favorite pages,
Or join in chat with genial friends.
To quaff the social cup of tea.
And talk about the olden time,
Ere we had known the cares of men,
Or joy of putting thoughts in rhyme.
Ere we had joined the field of fight,
To battle for our daily bread, /
Or learned how oft fair truth is crushed
Beneath the money seeker’s tread.
The table cleared, the candle’s trimm’d,
And wife’s accustomed corner ta’en,
From joke to anecdote we slip ;
From gay to grave, from land to main.
We wander ’neath a burning sun
With Bruce, or Park, or Livingstone ;
With Ross or hapless Franklin track
The icy wastes of the frigid zone.
A pause ; song now becomes the theme,
We dwell on Milton’s sacred lay,
Seek Shelly to his mystic flight.
Or Keats, who died while yet the bay
His brow had won was being wove ;
Then list while Tennyson doth iimg
Rare notes upon th»’ wind, and then
Take freshening drafts from Browning’s
sp line’s
Thus lure<> »y pleasantries, '• lime
O ■ ■ on; |t ..nr*
To fimi bow m.e it is; • hands,
And grieve tnat we' v compelled to part.
t ten, While we sing to verdant spr.ag,
Or u mmer with her birds and flowers—
Aad autumn’s fruitage—adt a strain
To winter, for her socaii hoars.
Tlie Battle near Drain »t itle.
From the New York Herald, 22d.
The rebel force left Centreville at two
o’clock on Friday morning, with the view,
as is very evident now, to intercept the for
aging party under General Ord, ordered
towards Drainsville. The intelligence, of
coarse, coaid only -have been communicated
by some one of the numerous traitors, who,
notwithstanding the vigilance of the com*
.ending Generals, still manage to get in
i out of our lines, and notify the enemy
every intended movement of importance.
The enemy had four full infantry regi
ments—the Sixth North Carolina, First
. nd Eleventh Kentucky, and Tenth Alaba-
ma three companies of the Louisiana Tiger
, - tv (‘.j companies of cavalry, and a
batter; i-ix \ ieoes—total, five thousand
one hundrt' and .-|ty men. They evidently
calculated to me t a small party, have a
good time in ihi'itg .r,d capturing our men,
secure a q.. :: e, of forage that we
had been to the trcunle : githerinf*-- tmd
retire to their Manas mtren Jhments,
insolent with spoils and gi< ry. They cal
culated without their host. General McCall
never sends a leg to mill, he had a full
brigade, comprising the Sixth, Ninth,
Tenth, and Twelfth Pennsylvania reserve
regiments, the “ Bucktail” Rifles, six com
panies of cavalry, and a battery of lour
pieces iu the foraging expedition, besides
two brigade:- held iu reserve should their
services be wanted
While all the rebel force took part in the
tkht, only the “ Bnektail” Rifles, the Sixth
and Ninth regiments, and our battery, were
engaged on our side, numbering a little
over bait the strength ot the enemy.
Two companies ot the Bucktail.regiment
were sent ahead, to protect the forward ad
vance from a flank attack, should any enemy
show itself. They came near walking into
tae enemy : 9 battery Instead of an opening
Are from the rebels, a regiment of cavalry
darted from the woods across an opcu field,
designed to draw on the body ot our troops
m pursuit—a piece ol strategy that fortun
ately tailed. .Seeing the aovance Buoktail
companies pusning tack, the enemy let fly
a -bell at them. The shell passed over their
heads and demolished a chimney on a house
near by. Quickly the counter-cannonading
and musketry commenced—the battery
Bucktails and Sixth and Ninth regiments
doiDg the work, the Tenth and Twelfth
regiments and cavalry beiDg kept in the
rear. I'bere was a lively time for nearly an
hour. Out infaDtry did not flinch from the
fire. Our battery did splendid execution.
The enemy were up to their old dodges.
The Alabama regiment, when advanced
ujion by the ninth Pennsylvania regiment,
showed an .American flag and cried out,
“We are Bucktails, shoot ” Believ
ing they were Bucktails, Colonel Jackson
told bis men not to Are, when the Alabami
ans gave them a volley, turned on their
heels and run.
A shell struck at the feet of an officer
manning one of our guns, glanced off, fell
into a field and exploded. “ You are get
ting too near,” said the gunner “ I’ll give
you a lesson, and stave your damned old
baggage for you.” He Bipjbtqd bis piece,
and whiz went the haH, with' deadly effect,
exploding the magazine of the opposing
gun, and killed some half dozen of the gun*
A drummer attached to the Ninth regi
ment took two prisoners, having no other
weapon but a o|ib.
After the enemy retreated, two compan
ies of the “Bucktails,” under command of
Captain sMcDonald and Holland, were or
dered by GeneralMcCall to scour the woods
to which the enemy bad retreated. Capt.
Holland says be counted over one hundred
dead bodies of the enemy on the field. It
was a ghastly sight. The groans of the
dying and wounded were terrible to hear.
One rebel soldier, who was unhurt, stood
sentinel by the side of his dying brother.
He said he would not leave his brother un
til be was dead. A dying soldier asked
one of our men to take a pack of cards
; from his pocket, as he did not wish, he said,
to die with them in his possession. One
asked for whiskey, another for water, and
others for surgeons, ministers and Bibles.
It is estimated that the Killed and
wounded are fully one hundred and fifty, as
stated in my first report. The bodies of
several officers were left on the field, with
their shoulder straps cut off, and everything
taken from their pockets to prevent recog
nition of their rank and name. The body
of Colonel Taylor, of the First Kentucky
regiment, who was khown to be killed, was
taken away. In the woods adjacent were
found twenty-two wounded rebels. Most
of these, it is supposed, still remain at
Thornton’s and a neighboring house, where
they were carried after the action. It is
also believed that the bodies of the dead
which our men left lying in the woods were
buried today.
Washington, Dec. 22. —The seven soldiers
attached to the Bncktail Rifles, and Sixth
and Ninth Pennsylvania regiments, who fell
in the battle at Drainesville, were placed
today in a r6w on separate biers near Gen
eral McCall’s headquarters Nearly every
soldier of the division called to look at them
It was a solemn spectacle. Hardy men
sued tears while looking on the inanimate
forms of their late comrades in arms, bat
their grief was alleviated by the thought
that they had met the death a soldier loves
best—death on the battle field. Three of
the dead were buried to day, and all belong
ing to the “ Bucktail ” rifles—Corporal
Samuel Galbraith, company B; George
Ranp, of the same company, and George
Cook, Company E. The remaining bodies
are to be taken to treir late homes. No
such impressive »• eae has occurred the oth
er side of the Potomac aa their burian.
The burial ground u in a quiet, out of the
way place, shaded by pines and fringed by
a brook. Of those severely wounded the
best care is taken. These are in the divis
ion hospital, where they receive every atten
tion at the bands of Dr. Shippen, Green
and other surgeons attached to the different
brigades. Several will have to undergo
amputations, but ail endure their sufferings
with heroic courage. J. N. Carothers,
Sergeant Sixth South Carolina regiment,
one of the wounded rebels, mentioned in my
report as having died after his admission to
the division hospital attached to General
McCall’s division, came from Chester Court
House, South Carolina. He had in his
possession filty-seveu dollars in South Car
oiinaand Georgia bank bills, and a package
which he gave to Dr Shippen before his
death, with the request tc send the same to
his mother when the war ended, aud the
statement that he died happy, iu tne con
sciousness of having fallen while in the dis
charge of his duty to his country. F. G.
Alexander, the other wounded rebel who
died, is supposed, tre-m memorandum fouuu
iu his possession, to Lave lived iu Harolds
burg, Kentucky He had about his neck
in a gold locku, the iikeaess of a young
lady. Un the back of the locket was a
verse ci poetry iu manuscript, signed
“ Henrietta Robinson,” which is probably
the name of the young lady.
President Lincoln &ml tile Supreme
From ihe Philadelphia Press of ihe 21st.
It is the custom of many of the eppo
nenls oi Mr. Lincoln to say that his course
towards the south has been that of an un
friendly and partial magistrate—that he
has neglected tbeir just claims to a sLare
in the administration of the government—
that he has been the enemy and not the
friend or the South. Of course an argu
ment like this cannot claim an answer. Its
malice is so apparent, that its force is de*
stroyed. One suggestion occurs to us,
however. In the recent message of the
President he discusses the necessity of re
cognizing the Supreme Court, and alludes
to his failure to appoint successors to Jus
tices McLean, Daniel aod Campbell, in
these terms:
I have so far forborne making nominations
to fill these vacancies for reasons which I wilj
now state: .Two of the outgoing Judges
resided within the States now overrun by re.
volt, so that if their successors were appoint
ed in the same localities, they coaid not now
serve upon their circuit, and many of the
moat competent men there probably would
not take the personal hazard of accepting to
serve, even here, upon the Supreme bench. 1
have been unwilling to throw all the appoint,
meats northward, thus disabling myself from
doing justice to tbe south, on the return of
peace, although I may remark,that totransier
to the North one which has hitherto been ia
the South would not, with reference to terri
tory or population, be unjust.
Here we have a Republican President, is
the midst of embarrassments and dangers,
engaged in a great war, which ’he South
precipitated upon him, hesitating in tbe
bestowal of three of the most splendid po
sitions in his gift, simply because he desired
to do justice to those who are doing wrong
to him. This simple act of President Lin
coin is a type of bis whole course toward
the South, and is a fitting answer to the
unfair charges made against his integrity'
and justice.
President Lincoln would have been per
fectly justified in throwing these appoint
ments into the North. If he has shown any
partiality whatever, it has been to the
Southern States. The Supreme Court has
been, to all intents and purposes, the agent
of the Southern statesmen ; its sympathies
have been altogether with the South ; in
construing our laws it has never omitted an
opportunity of showing its regard for the
institution of slavery. It was tbe last
stronghold of the Southern power; and
since this war came into being it has been
either silent and sullen or actively engaged
in throwing obstacles in the way of the
Administration. . We are in the work of
national reorganizaton ; we are living in an
age of ideas, in a period of progress, and
the necessities of the country demand a
reconstruction of our highest judicial tribu
nal. In doing his part of this delicate and
responsible duty, the President will act
with wisdom and candor, and there will be
nothing in his conduct to either the North
or the South to show partiality or parti
Serenade to General Havelock at An-
Gener&l Havelock, brother of the late
distinguished officer of the English army,
has been sojourning iu Annapolis for the
past few days. He was appointed, some
time since, Inspector of Cavalry in the
United States, and visited that department
in pursuance of his duties. On Tuesday
night he was serenaded by the band attach
ed to the Eleventh Pennsylvania regiment,
and in response to the call of numerous
citizens and visitors who accompanied the
band, addressed them as follows :
Gentlemen : lam greatly obliged to
you for this expression of good feeling tow
ards me. I came among you an entire
stranger ; as an Englishman, though with
a heart warmly enlisted in your behalf. As
Inspector of Cavalry in this Department I
have seen bat little ; bat they are men
whose superiors I have uever seen. In
regard to your whole army, I must say I
have never seen its superior. Each man’s
heart is in his calling, and with such mate
rial you are bound to be successful. I wish
l,had the honor ot leading such an army, as
l am satisfied that they would be led to
As an English citizen, I can assure yon
that the people of Engiand are warmly en
listed in your cause, and earnestly wish
success to perch upon your banners. He
paid a glowing trioute to his brother, who,
he said, was a soldier, a Christian, aud a
model lor every true soldier io imitate ; and
closed with a renewal of thanks lor the
complimentary serenade.
Tlie Rebels at Port Royal Ferry.
Hi lion Head Correspondence of the «J. Y. Times, 16th,
Tbs enemy seem anxious to make a stand
at Port Royai Ferry. On either side of
the river at that point is a long causeway
built across the marshes which stretch from
both shores The other morning it was
discovered that the rebels had busied them
selves during the night in erecting e bara
cade, which, by a little license might be
termed a tele-de pont, behind which our
glares revealed them, peering at us, ready
to take a shot should any of our men expose
themselves within range ot their rifles.
“ Drive them away !” was the word, and
Lieutenant Ransom who has command of
the section oi Hamilton’s Battery stationed
at the Ferry, took two of his pieces at
double-quick down the causeway,unlimbered
them, and planted two Parrott shells directly
in the centre of the work. A helter-skelter
flight followed, and under the supposition,
that fugitives had taken refuge in a build*
ing some distance in the rear, Lieutenant
Ransom aimed a few shells at that. He was
afterwards informed by a negro who came
into our lines, that the rebel Colonel wae
We must give the enemy credit for tenac
ity of purpose, however, for he returned to
his barricadesmaking as soon as our firing
ceased Oi course ha was again dislodged,
but he again returned as soon as the battery
withdrew. So it has been ever since, the
rebels and the battery alternately working
in their different ways; and bo it is likely
to be, until our men at the Ferry Bhail have
been reinforced.
—An exchange says that Bishop Polk, th
Confederate General at Columbus, Kei
tacky, “has learned to swear like a troopei
For the Pioneer and Democrat.
From the Old Year’s dying embers,
Let us catch one feeble spark,
There to light the torch of memory,
There the flight of time to mark ;
There to muse on hours of sadness,
Hours that bring such aching hearts,
There to bless each ray of gladness,
For the peace its light impatts.
Cloud and sunshine, light and shadow,
Joy and grief have marked the year;
Some with broken spirits greet us,
Some with giad hearts meet us here ;
Some with mournful sadness linger
On the ruins of the past,
Still with faithful, yearning fondness
To their memory ciicgiug fast.
Blighted hopes are strewn around ns,
Idols shattered lrom their throne,
Broken dreams of joy and beauty,
Misspent hours forever flown ;
Mournful wreck ! but can we gather
From the past no cheering thought ?
Are the memories of the Old Year
All with grief and sadness fraught ?
Sorrows few and blessings many
Scattered broadcast o’er our way,
Love untiring, care unceasing,
Watchful kindness day by day ;
Friends to love and hopes to solace,
Daily comforts from above, •• .6?" * ~
Find in these, our common mercies,' ,
Cause for gratitude and love.
But we linger long, for memory
Has a thousand thoughts to bring ;
Still to Memory and the Old Year
We must sayjarewell 1 and sing
Of the glad New Year, so merry and bright,
Just waking to heaven-born beauty and light.
So pure and unsullied, so gladsome and tree,
We bring, joyous New Year, our tribute to
We hail thee as herald of happier days,
We greet thee with rapture, aud bless thy
bright rr ys. M. C. F.
Old Towser
From the Boston Transcript.
Towser had a horrible howl, and was a
prodigious terror to strangers. The neigh*>
bors paid no regard to his loud barking,
and the roll of the old dog’s fiery eyes, for
his bark was worse than his bite, and they
all knew the reason—he hadn’t a tooth in
his head. They knew he was harmless; bat
be was such a big dog, and rnshed out so
furiously upon strangers, that they gave
him credit for a power and strength that he
did not possess. He barked, and growled,
and sprang at every living thing, whether on
two legs or four, that came near his kennel;
but those who knew him well looked on,
and were convulsed with laughter to see the
consternation he produced by his savage
howl, among those who were unacquainted
with him. The universality of his spiteful
bark was remarkable ; though it seemed
louder and m ire ferocious against particu
larly well-dressed persons thau against any
Old Towser not only barked from morn
ing till night, but frequently passed the
whole night in howling at the moon, louder
and iouder, as the planet filled her horns,
and became more and more beautiful. He
was a great nuisance, certainly. It was a
wonder how any dog could bark so inces
santly, to no good purpose, and not split
Lis throat or die ol bronchitis. Directly in
tront of old Towser’s domain, there was a
sheet ot water ; and he never seemed to en
joy himself so much as in going down and
barking and howling at the inhabitants on
the opposite shore.
Old Towser belonged to some persons
who led and pampered the clamorous brute,
for the pleasure of heariug him growl, and
seeing him fly at weii dressed passengers.
I lorgot to say that ho was a bull dog. I
never take up the London Times without
thinking oi old Towser. Sigma.
Fatal Imitation of a Juggler
A letter from Pittsfield, Massachusetts
in the Albany Argus, says :
Emery Lull, aged 17 years, son ot Mr.
Jam.s Lull oi came to bis death
last night under the following singular cir
cumstance: Tuesday night, after be had re
tired to bed with his grandfather, he com
plained of beiug unwell, and after being
questioned, confessed that he had swallowed
ten stones, eight leaden bullets, and a metal
button. After the confession the grand
lather got up and informed the boy’s father
ot what had been done, who being some
thing of a doctor, told his son, with tears
in bis eyes, that the beet be could do wa3
to prepare himself for death ; for if he had
done what he had said, no earthly power
could save him. I do not know how large the
stones were that he swallowed, but one
found in his jacket was as large as a walnut.
The reason the boy gave lor swallowing
the stones was because be wanted to do
what a humbug showman pretended to do
at our late Cattle Fair, i. e. eat stone. It
appears that the bqjy did really believe
that the man lived on stones as he pretend
ed, and as he said, thought he coaid do the
Prof. Utahan on MoClellau
An article appears in the New York
Evening Post dated West Point and signed
“M,” which could have been written by no
no other than Dennis H. Mahan, LL. D.,
Professor of Mathematics and Engineering
in the Military Academy for the past thirty
years and under whom all the officers grad
uated within that time received their in
structions. Tnis article is a rep’y to the
plamphlet of Charles Ellet recently issued
condemning Mr. McClellan’s generalship,
and it shows the utter nonseuce and fallacy
of Ellet’B writing and reasoning. It is to
Prof. Mahau’s opinions of McClellan, how
ever, rather than to what he thinks of El
let, that interest attaches. His ability to
speak and knowledge of all the prominent
officers now in the field on both sides,should
lend much weight to his words. We quote
from his article:
With some acquaintance of military his
tory. and such elementry knowledge of the
elements of the military art as any intelli
gent reader may acquire from Jomini,
Thiers, and other writers on the subject,
uothing seems more simple than to make
war on paper. A base of operations is
ch9S£p/> lines of operations marked out,
Movements projected, battles planned, and,
divested of all the impediments of real ope
rations,- the parlor gentleman triumphs
to his heart’s content; and with the less
misgiving as to bis result as his actual ex
perience of war is the less.
In General McClellan’s whole career thus
far. be has been invariably f-uccesslul in
what he has undertaken; and bis success he
has owed to untiring perseverance in the
prosecution of bis plans. Admitted into the
Military Academy at an age considerably
below the average (not being sixteen), and
having for competitorsfyonths over nineteen,
he maintained amoDg them the highest
standing in scientific attaiumeuis, and was
regarded by his instructors as a pupil of very
superior abilities.
Prof. Mahan then gives & sketch of
M’Clellan’s career, with which every reader
is familiar, and continues :
It is not now quite five months since Gen
eral M’Clellan took command of the troops
aronnd Washington, and only a little over
six weeks that, having been invested with
the chief command, he has bad exclusive
conti ol over them. Called to bis new duties
immediately after the Ball Run disaster, he
lound the three months’ volunteers being
rapidly disbanded and their places being
supplied by raw troops, hurried rapidly from
their homes, in many cases incompletely
equipped, and officered by men few of whom
were at ail conversant with their duties.
Everything in the way of the organization
of these men had to be done. They had to
be taught their duties ; to become acquain
ted with their officers, and their officers with
them. For the commanding general to
have attempted anything beyond a strictly
defensive attitude whilst this state of things
continued, would have been sheer reckless
ness and have argued an utter incompeten
cy for pos tion.
It is well known to the writer of this that
there is no officer in cur service tor whose
military capacity and professional acquire
ments Jefferson Davie aud the chief milita
ry leaders under him have so high a respect
as lor those of General McClellan. There
is no General in our service in the face of
whom these men would act with more cir
cumspection than belore him It is also
known throngbout the army that Gemrai
McClellan enjoys, ou the same grounds, the
entire confidence ot the best educated and
ablest officers in our service. That he has
inspired the President and the members of
hi 3 Cabinet with equal confidence was
shown by the unanimous voice with which
he was called to the chief command ou the
retirement of General Scott.
General McClellan does not waste wopis
either in talking or writing. Whatever he
says is to the poiut. His written orders
thus far are models of such papers. He
does nothing for mere effect.
Judgments pronounced on the mental can
pacitie of others uepend as much, perhaps,
on the standpoint of the individual who
pronounces them as on his qualifications
for such a task. Madame de Slael, after
an interview with the Duke of Wellington,
expressed herself as greatly disappointed in
him, and rather wondered at his fame as a
so’dier. Wellington was, nevertheless, a
great captain.
When General McClellan’s own plans
have palpably iailed, and when it can be
shown that this has happened through his
incompetency for his work, then every voice
should be raised for his displacement. But
without knowing his own plans, to denounce
him for virtnally not adopting these of an
other in preference to his own, is ruthlessly
shaking public confidence in him, without
offering any remedy when the mischief has
been effected. He himself has asked for
patience and for confidence in him on the
part of the public. When we look at the
work before him, consider the tools with
which it has to be performed, and the care
and time which the most competent judges
have pronounced most be bestowed to ren
der these tools efficient, may it not be rea
sonably asked whether patience should yet
feel exhausted, or confidence feel itself less
firmly seated ? If there was ever a period
in oar history when every man should sink
his own grievances on the contemplation of
those of his country, when he should un
grudgingly sacrifice his own plans, however
good they may seem to him, and heartily
aid in carrying into effect what he sees is
being done, although it may seem to him
less perfect than bis own, that period is now.
the crab-apples.
A New Farce iu one Short Act,
As being performed with unbounded applause
in two hemispheres.
Mr. John Bull--A puffy, quarrelsome old
Mrs. Columbia A respectable school
teacher, recently much afflicted by domes
tic griefs.
Master Wilkes One of her favorite
scholars, a very spunky little boy ; aud
Scene— A Schoolhoom, Mrs. Columbia
is seated , surrounded by her scholars.
Enter —Mr. John Bull, ( eery abruptly
and in tremendous excitement.)
John Bull —Odds ! Zounds and butter
cups 1 ma’am, but I will av satisfaction for
this ere hinsult. I’ve been pestered long
henough by your boys, and I arat a going
to stand it no longer. Blow me tight hif I
don’t—hif I don’t—
Mas. C.—Be calm, Mr. Bull ; pray be
seated ; what is the matter, Sir ?
John Bull —The matter ? Zounds 1
Why, this morning as one of my young
’uns was a coming ’ome, hup comes one o’
your saucy himps,— Vilks 1 think you calls
Mas. C.— -Master Wiles, come here.
(Master Wilkes advances.
John Bull —Hup comes this ere Vilkes
-—shakes his fist in my younker’s face
takes out of his pocket two crab happles
as the boy ’ad picked somewheres—and
sends im ’ome, a bellowing like a young
bull-calf. 3 8
Master Wilkes— Please, Ma’m, I knew
he stole them out of your garden, and was
biding them to shy at onr windows.
John Bull —l don’t care ’ooze they are,
or where they come from ; I demand and
will av ’em !
Mrs. C.—Well, Mr. Bull, but if-*
John Bull—O, none o’ your hifs to me,
Ma’am ; I don’t come ere to hargue, I
comes ere for reparation,* I will av them
happles, or by— .
Mrs. C.— Stop! Mr. Bull ; really Sir,
I am shocked at this indecent behavior, and
despise the brutality that can take such ad
vantage of my weakness. You know my
Jonathan is away fighting the savages, or
you would never dare to insult me so. If
Master Wilkes had etruek your boy for
John Bull —Ah ! that’s just where it is.
Hif my younker ad been brought to you
along with the happles, and you had warm
ed his jacket well for im, or sent im hoff
with a flea in bis hear, I wouldn’t ave ad a
word to say.
Mrs, G.—Well then, »Sir, bow easily can
your grievance be settled ? Here, take the
apples— {presenting than) —which I am sure
are not worthy of becoming “ apples of dis
cord ” between us. They are two very
miserable specimens, and I am now gather
ing so many millions ol them on my South
ern property, that I can well afford vou
those two poor, rotten, blighted things. Are
you satisfied 't
John Bull, ( gruj/ly ) —No; I arnt. I
want you to make a hexample o’ that Viles,
and make me a bampie hapoiogy besides.
Mrs. C.—Well, Sir, I never told Master
ilkes to assault your boy; although I
am sorry to say that your family have be
haved very strangely to me lately, even
sheltering thieves that you knew were going
to rob me. I wish to live on good terms
with all my neighbors, and therefore regret
this little occurrence, but be assured. Sir,
ray Johnathan will some day call you to ac
count Joy these insults. You may depend
upon my making an example of Master
Wilkes. Will that do.
J ohm Bull, (Very sullenly.) — l suppose
80 * t (Exit.)
Mrs. C.—Now boys, listen. 1 have
many very distressing things to occupy me
just now, and therefore—as you iove me—
do nothing to bring me in contact with that
rude and overbearing man. He is a dan
gerous and sanctimoniue old hypocrite, who
would set my house on fire for the value of
a spool of cotton—if it served his purpose.
Master Wilkes, I am indeed very proud of
you, and only regret that yon did not bring
that wicked boy to me for punishment. Bat
I have promised Mr. Bali to make an ex*
ample of you, and therefore I promote you
to the head of your class. Now, roy dear
boys, yon may all have a holiday.
[. Exeunt omnes ; whistling “Yankee Doo
• Vide London Time*.—{New York lime*.]

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