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Suntmn Wispatclj*
Sunday Morning, May 16,1847,
QtJ» WILLIAM h' LEWIS, (formerly Collec
tor for the Dispatch,) is herby authorized to make
arrangments with advertisers, and collect monies
on account of advertising due this paper. We
would here take occasion to say, that the Dispatch
has the largest circulation of the Sunday press, and
is, therefore a desirable advertising medium.
Repeal of the Excise Law—As we hoped,
expected, urged, and predicted, the odious Excise
law of 1845 has been repealed by the Legislature,
whose session has just closed, by an adjournment
to the extia session of September next.
The groans of the Tribune, and of the entire “le
gal suasion” portion of the temperance party are
doleful enough; but the moral suasion Washing
tonians, the true and real reformers, feel that an
incubus has been taken from the temperance cause.
The Law of 1845 has been weighed in the bal
ance and found wanting. The last excise election
wrote its mene, mene, tekel, upharsin ! The Le
gislature of the State has not ventured to disobey
this expression of the public will, and the law has
been repealed, never, we trust, to be revived again.
The expression of a majority against the law, is
an indication but not a proof that the law was
wrong. It is the voice of experience rather than
principle, for principle should have prevented the
passage of such a law at all. The Tribune admits
that the law was imperfect, unequal,and oppressive:
but now,animated by we know not what fanaticism
or hope of political advantage, it advocatesalaw cf
more complete, absolute and overwhelming tyran
ny—a law to prevent the sale of spirituous liquors,
all over the state, and in any quantity.
What sodden stupidity ! Will that prevent one
man from making and drinking his own cider 1—
another from pressing and fermenting his own
grapes'! another from brewing his own beer I and
another from placing his own still in his own chim
ney corner, and so making his own whiskey! Not
even the despotism of the Tribune could provide a
remedy for this. How absurd, then, to attempt it!
We do not uphold any moral right to drink—that
is a matter for moral suasion on every man’s con
science . But we do contend that no law can pre
vent a man from drinking; though the law may hold
him justly responsible for all the consequences
which arise from his voluntary act.
We earnestly protest then against any furiher
agitation of temperance legislation. Let the ex
citements, conflicts, bitterness, railings and perse
cutions of the past suffice. If possible, let them be
buried in oblivion, or only remembered, to guard
against sueh errors and follies in future. Now is
the time for the true friends of temperance to
arouse all their energies, and exert the only in
fluence which can be used successfully to reform
the world —the influence of reason and moral
suasion.
53* One of these days we hope there will be an
end to the gabble of the oppenents of the war with
Mexico, about the cruelty of General Scott in re
fusing the request of the foreign consuls in Vera
Cruz. General Scott did all that was required of
him by the law of nations, before he opened his
batteries on the place. He requested the foreign
officials,their countrymen, and all non-combatants,
to withdraw from the beleaguered city to a place
of safety. They preferred to remain, and had no
right to expect that General Scott would afterwards
interrupt the bombardment, when they found it to
bo getting uncomfortably close and warm. The
English and Spanish Consuls undoubtedly thought
that their flags were bomb proof. Prudent men
would have made sure of it by repeated experi
ments, before the American batteries opened. It
is laughable to hear Englishmen denounce the
cruelty of American soldiers, when it is a fact that
of Christian powers, the English are the most
merciless and inhuman in the prosecution of their
wars. In their brutality they' do not even respect
friends, as is evidenced.by their atrocities at Bada
joz, Ciudad Rodrigo and St. Sebastian. “To the
garrison of Badajoz,” says a writer in the April
number of Blackwood, “when their resistance
ceased, quarter was given; they were marched
away scatheless, and treated with humanity. But
the victims were friends and allies. The very na
tion in whose behalf opr soldiers had fought saw
their houses ransacked, their property wasted, their
wives and daughters brutally outraged, by those whose
mission teas to protect and defend.’' A beautiful
picture this for Blackwood to draw of British
humanity! And it is the countrymen of these
same ruffians who dare to talk of General Scott’s
cruelty at Vera Cruz!
Burial of Major Vinton.—The friends and fel
low citizens of this gallant andlamented officer,one
of the few who fell at the investment of Vera Cruz,
are making preparations to remove his remains to
his native State of Rhode Island, and to pay a suit
able tribute to his memory. At a meeting of the
General Assembly of the State, proper resolutions
of eulogy and condolence were passed, and a com
mittee of Militia officers appointed to superintend
the removal and sepulture of his honored dust in
the city of Providence. At this meeting it was
urged that according to Holy Writ, a man could do
no more for his fri nds or his country than to lay
down his life for their sake ; and this had been
done by the gallant Vinton.
Taunts of a Famished Nation.—Famine,which
turns Frenchmen into tigers, converts Irishmen to
lambs—yet there are a few who have the spirit to
tell England the truth. We give one dose of it to
day, in our extract from the letters of Bishop Ma
ginn, to the Emigration committee; and we find
the Dublin Nation among its taunts to England*
saying—“ You draw away our resources to your
own country; you feed your soldiers plentifully
among us, while the native people of the land
starve; you leave us pensioners on the alms of a
foreign country, your enemy and conqueror.”
Otj- “An Englishman” finds fault with our article
on war and religion. Pray, sir Englishman, how
long is it since standards were blessed by English
priests—since English regiments and ships of war
had their chaplains, and since thanksgivings to
God were celebrated in the churches of England
for national victories I What Christian church re
jects the belief that God is now the “ Lord of
Hosts,” “the God of Battles,” as he was three
thousand years ago! Does the Unchangeable
change, while the stars have not performed a single
revolution I Or, is it clear and apparent that the
God we worship is not the same God that Abraham
trusted and David adored I
Take one hom of the dilemma or the other; but
have done with the inconsistency of pretending to
believe in the God of the Bible; and canting and
whining about war. A time may come when wars
shall cease—but that is not our time, and we live
in and for the present.
Santa Anna’s Nice Arrangements.—One of
the letters from the seat of war, giving us an ac
count of the battle of Cerro Gordo, says, “that
Sa»ta Anna left his tent and baggage behind in his
flight, consisting of all his papers, eighteen or
twenty thousand dollars, an extra cork leg, nice
wines, and a nice woman—luxurious dog!”
Santa Anna has a young wife, a very charming
woman; but he would not, of course, take her
with the army, nor would she have been spoken of
m this light manner. It used to be a characteristic
of the Mexican armies that they had almost as
many women as soldiers.
♦
The Anti-Renters.—Much interest is manifest
ed in regard to the course to be pursued by the Ex
ecutive of the State with the Apti-R enters, who
are represented to be perpetrating more lawless out
rages than at any former period. The legislature
has adjourned in season to shirk the responsibility,
and the Governor is placed in as awkward a posi
tion as any gentleman with whom we happen to be
acquainted..
Ten Hour System.—lt is out impression that
ten hours is quite long enough for the average of
labor; but it is not easy to fix a single term for all
descriptions of labor. There are some employ
ments, for example, in which six hours work will
exhaust a man as much as fifteen hours of some
others. No man can write, with any advantage,
more than six hours a day—while there are em
ployments, admitting of variety and thought, in
which a man may just as well be employed fifteen
hours, as ten—employments, which, if they were
not called work would be considered as excellent
recreation.
The Learned Blacksmith.—So intense and
bitter is the hatred felt at this time in England
against the United States, that the only way for an
American to be popular there is to abuse his coun
try. With a strong craving for notoriety, and
perhaps with necessities to satisfy, we find Elihu
Burritt, commonly called the Learned Blacksmith,
joining in this abuse, and writing articles in the
English papers against the United States. Henry
Russell, falsely pretending to be an American, is
engaged in the same business. The Hutchinsons
got all their popularity abroad by the same means
—and from the same cause came the petting of the
negro Douglas. We have nothing to say about the
negro—he is a citizen of Africa, and has a right to
express his preferences; but as to Burritt, Russell,
Hutchinsons and the rest, we hope their conduct
will be remembered.
Why Irish Relief was not sent by the Mace
donian. — The True Reason al Last. — The British
Committee in Wall street, who under false pre
tences of philanthropy, have got possession of the
funds contributed for the relief of Ireland, have ef
fectually earned ont their designs of insulting and
outraging the city of New York, and the people and
government of the United States. Wanting the
manly courage to give the real reason why they
would not send supplies, free of all freight or
charges by the splendid U. S. frigate Macedonian,
they have resorted to a series of mean evasions
and cowardly falsehoods.
The real and only reason why this contemptible
committee did not send supplies by the frigate Ma
cedonian, was because they thought it would hum
ble England. It is no humiliation to allow mil
lions to starve, but it would be a bitter humiliation
to have food sent to them in one of their own cap
tured frigates. We do not wonder that men of
British birth, or British sympathies, such as this
committee is made up of, should have winced at
this; but where the generosity of one nation is
concerned and the very life of another is at hazard
—people should hot be too squeamish—as we said
before, applying the remark to England alone—
" Beggars should not be choosers."
That this matter may be fully understood, we
give below the real reason, why the supplies of
food for Ireland were not sent in the Macedonian.
Capture of the British frigate Macedonian, by the
U. S. frigate United Stales. —Official Dispatch of
Com. Decatur.
“ U. S. amp United States, >
“ At Sea, October 30, IBIS. S
“ The Hon. Paul Hamilton,
‘ 1 Sir—l have the honor to inform you, that on the
25th inst., being in the lat. 29 N., long. 29 30 W.
we fell in with, and after an action of an hour and
a half, captured His Britannic Majesty’s ship Ma
cedonian, commanded by Capt. John Carden, and
mounting 49 carriage guns, the odd gun shifting.
She is a frigate of thelargest class, two years old,
four months out of dock, and represented one of
the best sailors in the British service. The enemy
being to windward,had the advantage of engaging
us at his own distance, which was so great, that
for the fust half hour we did not use our carron
ades, and at no moment was he within the com
plete effect of our musketry and grape. To this
circumstance, and a heavy swell, which was on at
the time, I ascribe the unusual length of the
action.
“The enthusiasm of every’ officer, seaman and
marine, on board this ship, on discovering the ene
my—their steady conduct in battle, and the pre
cision of their fire, could not be surpassed. Where
all met my fullest expectations, it would be unjust
for me to discriminate. Permit me, however, to
recommend to your particular notice, my first
lieutenant Wm. 11. Allen. He has served with me
upwards of five years, and to his unremitted exer
tions in disciplining the crew, is to be imputed the
obvious superiority of ourgunnery, exhibited in the
result of this contest.
“ Subjoined is a list of the killed and wounded
on both sides. Our loss, compared with that of the
enemy will appear small. Among our wounded,
you will observe the name of Lieut. Funk, who
died a few hours after the action—he was an of
ficer of great gallantry and promise, and the ser
vice has sustained a severe loss in his death.
“The Macedonianlosthermizen-mast, fore and
main top-masts, and was much cut up in her hull.
The damage sustainedby this ship was not such
as to render her return into port necessary, and had
I not deemed it important that we should see our
prize in, should have continued our cruise.
“ With the highest consideration and respect, I
am, sir, your obedient humble servant.
•' STEPHEN DECATUB.”
The United States is 17G feet deck, 42 beam, 15
portholes on a side, and carried 24 pounders on her
main deck.
The Macedonian is 166 feet deck, 42 feet 8 in.
beam, 15 port holes on a side and carried long 18s
on her main deck; which the British, service had
substituted in preference to the 245. Capt. Carden,
after examining both frigates, said that he pre
ferred his own.
American loss, 11 killed and wounded.
British loss, 106 killed and wounded.
When Capt. Carden, of the Macedonian, went
on board the United States, to surrender his sword,
he was very dejected, and repeatedly observed that
he was a ruined man—nil his hopes of honor and
fortune were blasted.
“ Why so, sir 1” said Commodore Decatur.
“ This is the first instance,” replied Capt. Car
den, “ of one of his Britannic Majesty’s ships strik
ing to a vessel of a similar grade, and my mortifi
cation is insupportable.”
“ Pardon me, sir,” said Decatur, “ one of His
Britannic Majesty’s ships, the Guirriere strike her
colors the other day to the Constitution.”
Captain Carden, in the most rapturous manner
seized both of Commodore Decatur’s hands, and
exclaimed, “ Then I am safe !” and recovered his
usual flow of spirits.
Two little incidents of this battle show the spirit
of American sailors. One of the carpenter’s crew
was killed, leaving three destitute oi phans. The
sailors immediately took up a collection for the be
nefit of these children, which amounted to eight
hundred dollars.
Among the killed on board the Macedonian, was
an American seaman who had been impressed and
compelled to serve against his countiy. His head
was carried away by a 24 pound ball; and when
his body was pointed out to the American sailors;
every man preserved a portion of his blood, to sti
mulate his vengeance against the foe.
During the latter part of this action, the fire of
the United States was so terrific, that she was
completely enveloped in smoke and flame, and the
crew of the Macedonian, thinking she was on fire,
gave three cheers. They found their mistake
when the top-masts came tumbling about their
ears'.
When the news of this victory arrived at Wash
ington, a naval ball, given in honor of Commodore
Stewart and his officers, was in progress; and a
Lieutenant of the United States found his father,
mother and sisters at the ball, where, in a few
minutes, the colors of the Macedonian were
brought, and placed with the trophies of the Alert
and Guerriere.
Here then is the reason, the sole reason, the most
shameful and insulting reason why the relief for
Ireland is not sent by the Macedonian.
Next week, we will probe this sore spot a little
further. We will take up the British tones and
American traitors of this committee, individually,
one by one, and let this community and the people
of the United States, and the people of Ireland too,
see who and what they are, and how basely both
Ireland and America have been used by these cring
ing, dastard, lick-spittles of John Bull.
Since writing the above, the following commu
nication has been handed us; and the name of the
writer ie veiy much at the service of those who
may desire it:
To the Editors of the Dispatch :
So much has been said and so little done in the
matter of the U. S. frigate Macedonian, that I have
thought it worth my attention to investigate the af
fair thoroughly. In doing so, I cannot be accused
of “ Paul Prylsm.”
The honor of our city, the lives of human beings,
and more than all, the proper dispensation of public
charity, are concerned. In the commencement of
my inquiry’, I found that the public was not rightly
informed on the subject. It was thought by many
that government had not only given the frigate to
convey to Ireland the charities of our citizens, but
had also given the means of providing and victual
ing officers, men, etc., etc. Again it was said,
that as the government of Great Britain had pro
mised to pay the freight of all contributions sent to
its subjects, the expenses of the Macedonian would
be provided for.
' It was further said, that as no provision what
ever had been made to meet the contingent ex
penses of the vessel —the absolute impossibility of
her sailing, even if loaded, was doubtless.
Now, I find that all these reports, the one con
flicting with the other, have corne from the same
source. All have emanated from the body which
you have in your last number so innocently, and
quaintly ycelpt “contemptible.” I cannot for the
I life of me discover, how it is that the citizens of
! New York—the men who have put together a hun-
I dred and thirty thousand dollars for Ireland; I can
not, I say, imagine how they can sit listlessly by,
and never institute an investigation into the man
' ner in which their contributions are disposed.of.
j Had the management of the matter in question
been entrusted to a corporation, or any other body
named by the people in the exercise of the fran
chise, then the jarring winds of political riot would
I have necessarily called forth the needed expla
i nation.
But the dross of political vulgarism, the essential
I essence of social degradation, apparently more con-
I genial to the public mind than Christian charity,
has hushed to silence the cries of suffering human
nature and left the isolated few who love mankind,
tlie honor of being instrumental in carry out with
out fee or reward, the highly honorable intentions
I of our Congress.
I How the hearts of the descendants of the heroes
| of Blinker’s Hill, swell with honorable pride, as
they read the story of the reception of their James
town ! And how the children of the Evacuation,
seem to hang their heads and open their eyes—and
look, and talk and say, that dollars are most pretty,
precious things, and whilst they do so, put Ireland
and Charity against the wall to dry.
But, Messrs. Editors, if yon will allow me, I will
make an effort to state the real position of the ship
I in view of the reports above alluded to:
The British Parliament granted eight millions
sterling for the relief of Ireland, that is to say, five
dollars to every being in want of food for twelve
months. The good people of America are also
stirring—they give of the fatness of their soil. This
must be conveyed to the shore of the sufferer. The
assembled wisdom of the nation give our war ves
sels—to become vehicles of charity. Personal in
terest, worse than “green-eyed monster,” conies
in and says, “ I’ll have my pound of flesh.” How
has he it i He is interested in the shipping busi
ness. He has succeeded in the holy project of be
coming one of the contemptibles, and he freights
his own ships with the neople’sdonations, and gets
paid for his porterage of relief—by England I No,
no—by starving Ireland. For it is out of the Eng
lish appropriation fund that his money comes—and
every dollar he draws, is so much taken from the
meagre board of suffet ing Patrick.
Had the case been different, and the provisions
been sent by the government vessels —how happily
better would be the event! Had the splendid fri
gate Macedonian beenloadsd and dispatched, none
of the charity of England would be sacrificed to
the contemptible rapacity of our Wall street citizens.
And they—these Wall stre ct men, save one, are
Irish.
Moore, my friend, my old Tommy, rise in judg
ment—
“ Unprized are her sons till they’ve learned to be
tray,
Undistinguished they live, if they shame not their
sires,
And the torch that would light them through dig
nity’s way—
Must be caught from the pile where their country
expires.”
The talent of your favorite journal is always ex
ercised for Ireland. May you prosper—and, may
self, or pelf, be never a barrier to the outpouring of
your charily.
War—Nature and Religion—What the Mirror
is pleased to call our sermon on war, in our last
number, has lost us its good opinion; and we pro
pose now to make a little estimate of this loss, by
showing what its opinion is worth.
The Mirror says, “By such a course of argument
as he adopts, the Bible may be made to sanction
every crime forbidden in the Decalogue.”
What we proved was simply that God command
ed, authorized and assisted in wars of offence and
defence—that he was the God of Battles, and the
Lord of Hosts, and that he is the same, eternal,un
changeable One. If the Mirror can make the Al
mighty a breaker of any of the ten commandments,
in as actual a sense, it will have made good its ob
jection.
The Mirror says:—“ The acts of personages, re
corded in the Old Testament are not given as rules
of action for us.”
In many cases they are cited as examples in the
New—but what we contend is, that the acts of
God, himself, as the leader of the armies of Israel,
prove that war is one of the dealings ol his provi
dence.
Let us try the Mirror’s intelligence on another
assertion. It says: “There is no such thing as
war among the lower animals,” and “there is no
species of animal life, from the elephant down
wards, that makes war on its own kind. The rights
of individual property are universally respected
among all animals but man. The war of kind on
kind is forbidden through all nature, &c.”
One would imagine that a man would like to
know what he is writing about, before he made
such assertions as these ; especially, in contradic
tion of another. But tod often, the bold and im
pudent assertion of a falsehood is considered quite
sufficient. Every line above quoted ie false, we
assert: and what is veiy much more to the purpose,
we are going to prove it so: in doing which we
may both amuse and instruct our readers. We
shallbegin with the smaller animals and go up to
the larger.
The Cdeoptera, genus Cicindela, of Linnteus,
are named the tigers of the insect tribe. They
prey on the whole insect race. Their formidable
jaws, which cross each other, are armed with fear
ful fangs, and their larvce have six eyes, three on
each side,and threatening jaws armed with a strong
internal tooth, and a pair of spines, resembling the
sting of a scorpion, which stands erect upon their
back, giving them a most ferocious appearance.
When two of these larvce happen to form their do
miciles near each other, the stronger devours the
weaker, to hinder any interference with its own
pursuits.
The Broscus Cephalotes live in dens half an inch
wide and three inches deep; they are very fero
cious and prey on each other ; as is the case with
many other insects.
All the species of the Carabici are eminently vo
racious and carnivorous. They not only prey upon
the soft bodied and defenceless catapillars, and on
all other insects weaker than themselves, but they
even seize upon and devour their own species.
The Telephorus is a particularly savage insect.
Degees says that he has observed a female drag a
male to the ground, turn him on his back, and suck
out hjs entrails, so that considerable caution is ne
cessary on the part of an inexperienced suitor,
while making his advances.
The Lethras ICephalote lives in holes in the
ground, and “ fierce battles take place during the
nuptial season, between the males, when aspiring
to the favor of the gentler sex.”
The Notorecta are all, of whatever sex, age, or
condition, predacious in their disposition, and, in
the absence of more ordinaiy kind, will seize upon
and devour their own species.
The Myrmelion, or lion ant, digs a fortress into
which its prey falls; but it sometimes happens that
a large and vigorous insect, such as a wasp, bee,or
beetle, falls into the trap. “ When Greek meets
Greek, then comes the tug of war;” and when a
lion-ant has the tail of a wasp in his mouth, there
is no saying how the combat may end. The result
is either that the lion-ant is dragged out of his den
and stung to death, or that the winged insect ie
drawn into the sand, disabled and slain.
In the immense habitations of the Termites, a spe
cies of ants, besides the larva: or workers, we find
another set of. inhabitants, known by the name of
soldiers. They defend the habitation. When the
breach is effected with a pick-axe they make their
appearance and snap about in all directions. When
the attack, has ceased,the soldiers retire, except a
few who remain and superintend the repairs effect
ed by the laborers, 'these soldiers do not work,
and are merely the standing army of the commu
nity. When two of these armies meet, they fight
regular pitched battles with great slaughter.
The warlike habits of Bees have been better ob
served, than those of most other insects. The
Queen Bee destroys with implacable hatred, all the
young queens that come from their cells, unless pre
vented by the guards of the latter. When not con
fined in their cells and defended, she murders all,
one after another.
When the old queen has taken her departure,
with the first swarm, the young queens are libera
ted one after another—but no sooner does one get
out than'she tries to kill the others, which she is
forcibly prevented from doing. If two or more
queens should happen to be liberated at the same
time, they fight till all but one is killed, and the
bees instead of trying to prevent it, get round and
encourage them to fight, and even drag them back
when they show cowardice. A queen, established
in the hive,after the swarming season is over, mupj
ders all her rivals without hindrance.
When the swarmings are over, the working bees
proceed to massacre the drones, which they do
with implacable fury, following them to every cor
ner, stinging them to death and throwing them out
of the hive. If, however, the hive be deprived of
its queen, the drones are not killed, but allowed to
live another winter.
When a hive is threatened with famine, spies are
sent out to find out the weakest swarm where
honey can be obtained. Having made this recon
oisance, and selected the hive to be attacked, the
assault is made with great fury, and as the fortress
is as bravely defended, many lives are lost on both
sides. If an entrance is effected into the hive, the
war goes on until one party or the other is exter
minated. The invading army sends for re-inforce
ments if necessary, and the bees of neighboring
hives often join the assailants and share the plun
der. But if the party attacked succeeds in repel
ling the invaders, they are almost sure to be attack
ed again and ultimately to fall a sacrifice to repeat
ed invasions. Bees seldom die a natural death.
Great numbers perish in battle, or are killed in
duels, or die of the wounds received in these con
flicts.
To defend themselves from the Sphinx, bees
build regular fortifications, with bastions, case
mates and massive gateways.
Skipping the whole class of reptiles, we come to
the Mammalia—Ourang Outangs go in large bo
dies armed with clubs, and attack whole villages
of negroes, fighting desperate battles.
Wolves and dogs, though of the same species,
everywhere wage an implacable and destructive
war with each other, manifesting the same hatred
asexisjs so often between the civilized and barba
rous nations of the human race.
The whole feline race from the Lion and Tiger
to the common Cat, are ferocious, and the males
destroy even their own offspring, and have bloody
encounters with each other. The Puma, or Am
erican lion,will kill an entire flock of animals, mere
ly from the propensity to slaughter.
Among the seals, one male has generally several
females, and “ dreadful conflicts take place with
a view to the formation of a seraglio.”
The wild horse feeds in bands with a leader, vi
dettes and advanced skirmishers. Horses subject
ed to man, enter into the full spirit of battle and
slaughter.
Elephants have not only such a genius for war,
as to have formerly made an important part of large
armies, but they fight lions, tigers, and the rhino
ceros: and these fights, and particularly in the lat
ter case cannot be for food, as neither animal is
carnivorous
Dogs, bulls,horses, and many other animals have
the most deadly conflicts with individuals of their
own species, prompted,sometimes by jealousy, and
sometimes by native ferocity.
We could give facts from natural history to al
most any extents to prove that war is a condition
of nature, for which animals are fitted by instinct
and organization, and to disprove the assertion of
the Mirror, that, “ There is no such thing as war
among the lower animals !”
Infidelity of the Tribune.—The downward
course of this once popular journal is a melanchely
thing to contemplate. In a late paper we
find the following shocking avowal:
“Nowhere, then, but in the imaginations of the
least skeptical or most enthusiastic, do we find the
progress of the doctrines of Nazareth. Barren
reality teaches the reverse.”
Progress of Anti-Slavery.—Our country, and
its friends throughout the world, must be congratu
lated, upon the present aspect of the once formid
able and threatening Anti-Slavery Fanaticism.—
We have now two societies which by a series of
pleasant Kilkenny cat encounters, are mutually de
stroying each other. One is veiy properly called
the American and Foreign Anti-Slavery Society;
but is much more foreign than American—the
other is improperly called the American Anti-
Slavery Society, while all its sympathies and ob
jects, and most of its supporters, are foreign.
This latter society, whose President is Wm;
Lloyd Garrison, and whose chief orators are Wen
dall Phillips and the negro Douglas, holds as its
first principle, the duty of destroying the American
government; and in this object it is sustained by
the sympathies and contributions of the abolition
ists of England. We attended the opening meet
ing of this society, and we heard this traitorous
doctrine set forth in its resolutions, and maintain
ed in the speeches of its two prominent orators,
Phillips and Douglas; and we indulged ourselves
in the luxury of hissing the former, as such a trai
tor deserved; and if he ever has the opportunity of
putt ing his principles in practice, we fervently hope
he may receive what he richly merits—not only a
hiss but a halter.
As to the negro Douglas, depraved and unprinci
pled liar as he is, there is some excuse for him.
He is not an American citizen—he owes no love
I or allegiance to the people or the government of
the United States. He is an Englishman in all
his feelings and interests; and purchased, hired
and supported by English gold, he comes here to
do all the injury he can to a country which, more
than all others, Englishmen both hate and fear.
We cannot have any indignation against a negro,
who was once the property of «. citizen of Mary
land, but is now the property, by fair purchase, of
the Abolitionists of England, aid who is doing
the work of his present masters. Of course, we
did not hiss Douglas; and so that he is prevented
from making trouble among Ids fellow negroes,
North and South, we see no objection to his carry
ing out his doctrines.
We hope that this British embassy of the negro
Douglas will be a lesson to those people who were
so anxious to confer upon the free negroes of this
State the right of suffrage. He lias been listened
to and applauded by at least one thousand free
negroes in this city, who are manifestly ready for
any act of treason against the United States; for
they sustain and applaud him, and such white
negroes as Garrison and Phillips, in their efforts to
overthrow the government and constitution of the
United States. They may say, indeed, that they
are no worse than Horace Greeley, and others;
but the moral treason of Greeley is no excuse for
them, and is exerted in favor of Mexico, an impo
tent enemy, while the treason of Wendall Phillips
and the purchased efforts of Douglas, are in favor
of a foe as bitter and far more powerful—Great
Britain.
Still, as we said at first, the country is to be con
gratulated upon this state of things. The nest of
vipers, though more venemous than ever, is of
diminished numbers; and we can see where al}
the venom comes from. These very abolitionists,
both black and white, find all their support and en
couragement from people who are on the other
side of the Atlantic, and from those who ought to
be—some in Europe and some in Africa.
American Temperance Union. Rev. John
Marsh.—The anniversary meeting of the Ameri
can Temperance Union, was held at the Broadway
Tabernacle on Thursday last. The proceedings
were as uninteresting as the infhieneeof-the Union
' is worthless.
i In 1842, when the Washingtonian movement
was enlisting all the sympathies of the public, as it
had enlisted all the ability in the temperance ranks,
the Union came very near dying for want, offunds.
Its wretched condition alarmed the Rev. John
Marsh, the secretary, a gentleman who in fact
composed the association, and drew from its trea
sury a heavy salaiy for editing a little monthly
sheet, and reading once a year, before a miscel
laneous gathering in the Tabernacle, what he call
ed a report of the doings of the Union for the year,
but which was and is nothing more than a collec
tion of paragraphs from temperance and other
papers, stating here the reclamation of a drunkard,
there the putting out of the fires of a distillery,
&c., &c.
As we have said, the low state of the Union trea
sury alarmed the Rev. John Marsh, whose salary
was of course in arrears, and he cast about for
some “attraction” which would draw in the shil
lings at the anniversary meeting of that year, and
so bring up his salary.
Hon. Thomas F. Marshall, a member of Con
gress from Kentucky, had just about that time left
off drinking and joined the Freeman’s Temperance
Society of Wa»luu e u,**. ,4.? hp had been rather a
hard case, even for a member of Congress, ana
was withal a man of ability and eloquence, his re
formation created no little interest throughout the
country. The Hon. Thomas F. Marshall, then,
was just the man that the Rev. John Marsh wanted
to replenish the Union treasury and save his
salary, and the Rev. John Marsh accordingly wrote
to the Hon. Thomas F. Marshall, inviting him to
address the Union at the ensuing anniversary
meeting.
There were many reasons which prompted Tom
to accept the invitation. He was a little fond of
display; had never been in New York; was en
gaged as one of the counsel of Monroe Edwards,
soon to be tried for his heavy forgeries, and, last
but not least, the Honorable Tom was anxious to
have a lick at Col. James Watson Webb, who had
abused him in the Courier and Enquirer. These
considerations combined, induced him to accept
the invitation and visit this city under the sanction
and guardianship of the Rev John Marsh and the
American Temperance Union.
The Rev. John Marsh, having thus skilfully
caught his hare, proceeded, according to the direc
tions of the excellent Mrs. Glass, to cook it to the
best advantage. He announced in big letters the
engagement of the Hon. Thomas F. Marshall, for
■ two nights only, at the Tabernacle, and placed a
tariff of two shillings on every curious mortal who
presented himself for admittance. It was a re
freshing sight to the Rev. John Marsh, the bushel
basket full of Spanish quarters which he glanced at
in the little ticket box of the Tabernacle, as he
passed in on the first of these eventful two even
ings. Perhaps he did not read his annual report
with feeling and spirit on that occasion ! Perhaps
he did not feel that the temperance movement was
onward and upward ! Perhaps he did not tell the
immense audience that Was staring at Marshall,
and impatiently waiting for him to commence,
that the prospects of the Union were never brighter
than at that moment! Perhaps the Rev. John
Marsh did not exclaim with a heart full of grati
tude that though the caused had lagged, and the
signs of success been few, that new hopes had
sprung up with unexpected aid, and that the pro
mises of the future were of the most cheering and
encouraging character I. And perhaps he did not,
the very next day, draw his arrears of salaiy, and
balance his account, up to date, with the Union!
But however much cause the Rev. John Marsh
had for gratulation, poor Mr. Thomas F. Marshall
had none. He felt that his dignity as a statesman
■ and legislator had been compromised by address
[ ing people who had paid two shillings a head to
j hear him, according to the tariff established by the
Rev. John Marsh —and he made no secret of his
dissatisfaction. He felt and acknowledged that
the Rev. John Marsh had been realizing, at his
expense, the fable of the monkey and the cat,, and
while he could not withhold the services of his
paws in extracting the chestnuts—the quarters, we
mean—from the pockets of the public, he regard
ed the monkey, that is, the Rev. John Marsh, with
the most hearty detestation.
It may be well enough to notice the results of
this clever movement on the part of the Rev. John
Marsh. In the first place he got his salary and a
few hundreds over, which went to the same ac
count three months afterward. In the second
: place, Col. James Watson Webb got a ball in the
calf of his right leg. These were the results of
that grand temperance demonstration, and those
who are skilful in speculating on cause and effect,
will, we doubt not, agree with us, that if the Ame
rican Temperance Union had not been in debt to
their Secretary, Col. Webb would not have been
obliged to wall; on crutches for two years after
wards, and might perhaps have been at this mo
ment a Brigadier General, rendering important
services to his country, in Mexico.
The American Temperance Union exerts no in
fluence except a baneful one on the cause. It is in
favor of enacting and enforcing such ridiculous
laws as that which the legislature swept from the
statute book it disgraced, on Thursday last. The
Washingtonians, the really unselfish, earnest, un
wearied Laborers in the work of reclaiming the
dissolute, have always regarded the Union as a
positive injury to their enterprise, and refused all
connection with it. The one single object of its
existence seems to be the support of the Rev. John
Marsh, a gentleman whom, if we have not already
done justice to in this article, we will endeavor to
in a subsequent number.
Santa Anna’s Patriotism.—Gen. Santa Anna,
at last accounts, was going to sacrifice his life for
his country, and lay his body in the last, ditch.
Upon reflection he compromised the matter, and
instead of leaving his whole body, he left his
wooden leg; or as Gen. Scott might have said, “he
has left his country his last leg, J see.” •
City Items astonishing the “Natives.”—
Foster continues to poke his paragraphs at the pa
tient Philadelphians, through the columns of the
North American. Foster has an original way of .
galloping round and round the simplest fact, mea- ,
sunng off words by the yard before letting out what :
he means. Take a specimen. He wants to tell
the poor benighted people in his neighborhood that
rain is needed: —
Abroad, the fields and meadows lie gleaming in
sterile discomfort beneath the arid breath of "the
unraining May, and the yellow eye of the daisy
grows glassy and death-like by the shrunk stream
that flees like a ghost away from banks lately all
bloom and flowers, that now, bare and brown,
seem like long rows of children’s graves. The
dead ploughed fields revive not, and the disheart
ened husbandman, leaning sadly his face upon his
idle hand, sighs for the fate of the precious seeds
he has cast into the ungrateful bosom of the earth,
which now, for the first time, seems about to with
hold the accustomed answer to his earnest prayer,
whose words were hardy and unreluctant toil.
But Foster does not despair. He thinks that
rain will fall—counts on a good crop, and thus ex
presseth himself for the comfort of the less hope
ful :
Patience, faithful son of the soil I Never will
the great mother Earth desert nor neglect her
worthy children; and even now, while thoustand
est sorrowful and disheartened amid thy- seeming
ly profitless labor, go up ever from a thousand
swelling river arteries, in invisible exhalations, the
life blood that anon shall descend, and bless thy
industry with abundant reward. Listen! hearest
thou not, in the rustling tree above thy head, the
little birds singing their gay song of hope and re
liance I Accept the tuneful prophecy, and be grate
ful ; for they, better than thou with all thy boasted
wisdom, know the goodness of the Infinite, who
cannot forget; and let their many colored melodies
floating up like orisons into the blue heaven, be to
thee both rebuke and comfort. Hark ! even now,
pattering softly upon the curled rims of the shell
like leaves, listen to the footsteps of the merry
shower!
An ordinary paragraphist would have written
something like the following:—“The drouth is
severe throughout the country, and the farmers are
praying for rain P. S.—Since the above was in
type, a shower has come up.” But, bless you, this
would not answer for City Items.
Foster is sweet on Sully, whose, gallery of paint
ings he has been to see :
At the first glance the rosy flood of beauty is
absolutely dazzling. In an hour one gets acquaint
ed familiarly with every face, and falls in love with
every one of them forever after. We speak, of
course, now only of Sully’s own heads, of women
and children. There are other works of high merit
in the Gallery, but these are a divine creation of
themselves, and as such to be loved and studied.
The heart unacquainted with these faces, owns
still a secret and sealed fountain of ravishing de
light which a glance gently falling from their im
mortal eyes will op-fn with a thrill of tender joy
that will last and renew itself from day to day, as
memory recalls even the faintest outline of these
features. There is far more than human beauty
in them—more even than woman’s —they swim in
the loveliness of woman before she sinned, the
beauty of that fresh exhalation from the breath of
the Creator which spoke peace and rapture to the
lonely heart of man in Eden.
If Sully will lend us but two pairs of those eyes,
which “ swim in the loveliness of woman before
she sinned,” we will carry them up the six flights
of stairs into the rooms of the Academy of Design,
and their deposite.them byway of refreshing con
trast with the eyes stuck on the walls—eyes which
evidently were copied from Eve, after the serpent
had been bamboozling her. Do, Sully, loan us
your eyes, and take Foster’s ears for security.
The Gazette, of this city, denies that Foster has
left Yankee Doodle. Will the Gazette be good
enough to tell us, then, how the following paragraph
got first into Foster’s department of the North
American:
The result of the battle of Cerro Gordo has shown
how much more reliable in time of war are wood
ed legs than flesh and blood ones. While Santa
Anna’s live leg ran away, the wooden one was
firm to the last.
But there is more direct evidence of the dissolu
tion of copartnership between Yankee Doodle and
Foster. Last week the retiring partner said in his
place in the North American—“We presume that
no one will question our disinterestedness when
we say that this week’s Yankee Doodle is an ex
cellent number.” This settles the question which
for a fortnight has agonized all New York. Fostei
has left Yankee Doodle—gone, we hope, to a more
extended sphere of usefulness. May God and the
Philadelphians keep him—especially the latter.
A Scene at the Apollo.—One night last week’
while the treasonable meetings of thelffritish Abo
lition Society of Garrison, Phillips, Douglas & Co.
were going on at the Apollo, a party of gentlemen,
among whom were Levi D. Slamm, Edward
Strahan, and several others, dropped in, and listen
ed quietly to the proceedings, until an outrageous
attack was made upon the government of the
United States, when Strahan jumped up and called
the speaker to order. After a brief and bloodless
row, the point of order was compromised by an ar
rangement that Strahan should have the opportuni
ty of replying..
The Abolition istaTieard some lionfe" truths in
relation to their worshipped England, which they
will not find easy to answer. Strahan pointed
them to England, sympathizing with the well fed
negroes of America, while she is allowing two
millions of the free people of Ireland to starve —to
England, giving her money to spread abolition
treason and disunion in the United States, when
she has just started a line of steamers to bring
.negro slaves, under the name of apprentices, to her
West Indian and South American colonies—to
England, making a. doleful lamentation over the
Mexican war, after the opium war in China and
the conquest of south-eastern Asia.
Mr. Strahan made a few practical remarks, too,
on the society’s favorite doctrine of amalgamation,
which must have sent the blushes into the faces of
the white women present, if any of their modesty
had survived their fanaticism.
Through the whole scene, the patriotism of the
audience was manifested in such a manner as to
show that a very moderate sized lunatic asylum
would afford abundant and much needed-accom
modation to all the disciples of these British dis
unionists.
00° The Rev. Henry W. Beecher, in his address
before the American Tract Society, on Wednes
day last, alluded to the immense issue of infidel
and licentious books in this country', and described
the perfection of that colporteur system by which
these books are circulated in every nook and
corner of the land. He alluded particularly to the
writings of Eugene Sue, George Sand, Paul de
Kock and their thousand imitators, and indig
nantly denounced the men who had re-published
these works in this country. There is this to be
said about the writings of .George Sand and Paul
de Kock, as translated and published here : with
one or two exceptions we have had their most ob
jectionable productions, rendered still more ob
jectionable by the freedom of the translations—the
object being to make them as attractive to a de*
prayed taste as possible. Paul de Kock would read
with astonishment, and very likely with indigna
tion, many of the books which bear his name and
which have been scattered over every part of the
United States. As for Eugene Sue, his publishers
here ought to be regarded in the light of vouchers
lor the morality of his novels. The Harpers have
issued in a neat and cheap form, so as to secure the
largest number of readers, the most celebrated of
his books, “ The Wandering Jew,” “ Mysteries
of Paris,” and “ Arthur.” They commenced the
publication of “Martin the Foundling,” but on as
certaining that it was an improper book, they im
mediately transferred the publication to Mr. Wm.
H. Colyer, who is a relative of theirs by marriage,
we believe, and he has since issued it. The
promptness with which the Harpers, acted in
washing their hands of a licentious story, is in the
highest degree creditable to them, and equivalent
to a formal endorsation of the morality of the
books which they did publish and have never
repudiated—“ Arthur,” for instance. The Har
pers are upright and excellent men, members of
the Methodist Church, prominent in every reli
gious and philanthropic enterprize, and we are
willing, and so, we suppose, the Rev. Mr. Beecher
will be, to take their guaranty of the correctness
of Sue, as far as they have published him. And
we are bound also to rely on the same authority,
and discard such of the writings of the celebrated
French novelist as they have declined to issue in
their own name. Adopting this test of purity, the
Rev. Mr. Beecher and ourselves must advocate
the circulation and reading of “ Arthur,” while we
denounce earnestly the re-publication of “ Martin
the Foundling.”
Genuine American Literature.—We notice
in a paper published in Western Pennsylvania, “ a
thrilling story” entitled “The Maid of Lacka
wanna—A Legend of the Coal Mine.” We com
mend the author to the countenance and protection
of the American Copyright Club, the head of which
is supposed to be Evert A Duykinck, Esq., while
the intermediates and tail is Cornelius Mathews,
Esq. “The Maid of Lackawanna” must be a
proper heroine for an American novel, and Mr.
Mathews would do well to serve up what is left of
her as a sequel to the Mound Builders.
The Cold Weather. —“Whatremarkably cold
weather for the season!” everybody exclaims to
everybody. We need not wonder. On the sth of
May, the snow was two feet deep on the banks of
the romantic Ausable river, which empties into
Lake Champlain, in this State. At this moment,
probably not less than thirty thousand square miles
of this State, are covered with snow, while the
woods of northern Vermont, New Hampshire and
Maine, to say nothing of the vast forests of Canada
are full of it We must expect chilly winds from
the-North as long as the snow lasts.
toeckly (Gossip.
soPark Benjamin, Esq., a gentleman who really
seems to love his profession, notwithstanding the ’
difficulties he has encountered in the practice of it, 1
announces a new paper— The American Mail— 1
which in its leading features,will resemble“the cel- I
ebrated Galighani’s Messenger” of Paris, and, “in •
its best points, the New World” formerly con- ’
ducted Mr Benjamin. We wish Mr. Benjamin the 1
realization of his most sanguine hopes in the new
enterprize ; and if he fails we shall be prompt in 1
tendering to him our sympathies and condolence.
He may surely rely on the latter, when the period
of mourning shall come. Indeed the large drafts
which have been made on our sympathies, by un
successful newspaper publishers, have disclosed to
us only the inexhaustible depths of our feeling
hearts,so that we can without risk promise asmuch
commiseration as the unfortunates may stand in
need of. _____
(0 The Anglo Sacsun, a. paper most earnestly
devoted to the mispelling of words, has been re
moved from Boston to this city, and we are desired
by the publishers to notice the change. We have
received three numbers of this curious sheet and
have found them to be an excellent soporific, and a
safe one if taken in infinitessimal doses. A single
paragraph will ensure immediate repose, and what
old women call a most comfortable night. An at
tempt to read the whole paper, might be the death
of a man.
No man is born without faults.
We find the above going the rounds of the press
without credit, and our object in transferring it to
our columns is to prompt inquiry which may happi
ly result in the finding of the author of so wonder
ful a remark. If found, we would suggest to the
Rev. Rufus W. Griswold, D. D., the inclusion of
his name in the next edition of the Prose Writers
of America.
The windows of the elegant print shops in
Broadway attract the attention of numerous passers
by, but if one wishes to see curiosity and interest
fully developed, he should stand opposite the single
window in which are displayed the last invention,
the most wonderful—the “ Baby Jumpers.” Wo
men of all ages and conditions—the little pant ale t
ted miss, the blushing maiden just half way out of
her teens, the young matron and the old—those
who are already mothers, those who soon expect
to be and (the balance of the sex,) those who hope
to be, sooner or later—all regard with manifest sa
tisfaction and delight those baby jumpers. A for
tunate man is the inventor, who by a single happy
thought, has won the esteem and admiration of the
fair sex!
[0 “ The Belle of Nassau street,” a young lady
whose beauty is only exceeded by her virtue, and
of whom we gave some notice a few weeks ago,
has made quite a sensation. A gentleman has
written us a most romantic letter, from the interior
of Pennsylvania, in which he proffers her his heart
and hand, without reservation; but as match
making is entirely out of our line, he will be
obliged to address the lady, who is perfectly com
petent to manage her own affairs. This is a case,
not of “love at first sight;” but of love at first
reading about.
(0 Washington’s birth-day was celebrated by a
public dinner, oration, speeches and toasts, in
Santa Fe. Wait till the Fourth of July, and you
will see celebrations over all Mexico—in the very’
halls of the Montezumas.
Q 0 The use of ether, by inhalation, for pro
ducing temporary insensibility, has now spread all
over Europe; and has been made the subject of lec
tures by the ablest professors. It is used with en
tire safety, in every variety of operation, and has
even been resorted to, in numerous cases, to re
move the pains of child-birth.
00 The Harrisburgh Telegraph, in speaking of
the man who wore the transparent hat in this city,
on the night of the illumination, says he must have
been light-headed. If he was, there were other pa
triots who carried heavy weight. We saw several
who had their hats full of bricks of the largest size.
(0 The Globe, in speaking of Mr. Anderson’s
personification of Gisippus, says he “played it
with a perfection of mellifluous mournful tenderness,
that was really faultless.” Mellifluous mournful
tenderness! Will some gentleman be kind enough
to hold our hat, while we step out 1
00 The resignation of the Hon. Mike Walsh,
member of Assembly from the city of New York,
having been verbal only, was informal, and with
out effect.
00 A Southern gentleman, experimenting upon
the manufacture of Gun Cotton, discovered a
method of making this substance incombustible,
without injuring its fibre. This maybe a very
important discovery, and is a curious illustration
oTtliOaying that “ extremes'meet.”
00 A committee of [the Fanner’s Club, of the
American Institute, has been appointed to collect
subscriptions to defray the expenses which will be
incurred by Com. DeKay, a fellow member, in the
command of the Relief Frigate Macedonian.
00 The Scientific American quotes ike proverb
—“ a fool’s heart is in his pen,” and illustrates it
with the circumstence of a sentimental thief being
detected by his handwriting. The proverb does
not apply to many who use the pen professionally,
as they are quite heartless.
00 The British Government has suspended the
transportation of criminals to Van Dieman’s Land
and other penal colonies. The government, it ap
pears, is to give its whole attention to exporting
Irishmen; who, though they have tried it so long
will not get used to starvation. In a country where
criminals.are fed and honest men starve, crime is
at a high premium.
00 A Boston paper has just published a tale,
written by a young miss thirteen years old. We
are assured, and can very well believe that it
is quite equal to the average of those published in
the ladies’ magazines, and written by the Grace
Greenwoods, Fanny Forresters, and the rest of the
Laura Matilda school.
00 The proposal to tunnel the river St. Law
rence can probably be carried out without much
difficulty, as the river at the point proposed, if we
mistake not, runs over a bed of solid rock. In such
case it is a matter of no difficulty; the only ques
tion being one of cost.
Sunday Services.—Though the religious anni
versaries are pretty well over, we have no doubt
that many able clergymen will remain in town over
Sunday, and will supply many of our pulpits—we
cannot designate them all, but have been favored
with notices of the following:
The Rev. E. H. Chapin, of Boston, Mass., will
preach in the Elizabeth street Universalist Church,
this morning, at half-past ten, and in the evening
at half-past seven o’clock.
At the Beirean Baptist Church, Bedford street,
corner of Downing street, in the morning, preach
ing by the Rev. Mr. Gillette, of Granville; in the
afternoon, by the Rev. Mr. Sandford, from Michi
gan, and in the evening, at eight, the annual ser
mon for the Male Missionary Society, by the pas
tor, the Rev. Dr. Dowling.
The Rev. Charles W. Gardner, of Philadelphia,
will preach at the Mission Congregational Church,
160 Grand street, at halt-past three.
There will be very interesting services at the
Cranberry street Congregational church, Brooklyn.
The Rev. Henry Ward Beecher, from Indianapolis,
Indiana, is expected to preach morning and even
ing, and the Rew N. H. Eggleston, from Elling
ton, Ct., in the afternoon.
By request, the Rev. Dr. Bushnell, of Hartford,
Ct., will repeat his sermon on Home Missions—
preachedin Brooklyn, on the evening of the 9th in
stant —in the Broadway Tabernacle, this evening,
at half-past seven o’clock.
There will be a lecture this afternoon, on human
perfectability, at 77 Chatham street, religious and
scientific, before a society which intends, as soon
as this object is attained, to emigrate to the West
to enjoy it.
Mrs. Bishop preaches for the last time, this sea
son, to-day, at the corner of Broadway and Grand
street, on the in-gathering of Israel. Mrs. B. has
organized a corps of missionaries, who will hold
meetings dynng the Summer on the vessels by the
East river.
The Society of Liberals have a lecture at three
o’clock, at Columbian Hall, Grand street. After
the lecture, the authenticity of the Bible will be
discussed. Scientific, literary, and reveren.d gen
tlemen, of whatever denomination are respectfully
invited to attend, and take part in the discussion.
Our persevering prophet in Crosby street, has
been in difficulty, of which he gives the following
account: “The Assyrian, or anti-Christ, is the
Devil in the nominal church of Christ. The old
Serpent was manifested first in the Roman Catho
lic Church, constituting the Papacy. Since the
Reformation, the same spirit of evil has been de
veloped in Protestant Christendom. And now,
since 184-1, when the times of the Gentiles were
fulfilled and the Gospel door closed, the man of sin
has reached Jiis climax, and been fully revealed
in the ‘Adventists,’ or Millerites, especially in
their leader, the purse-bearer, the anti-type of Ju
das the traitor. Therefore, on Wednesday last,
for declaring the truth of God in their meeting and
thus disturbing their peace, they brought before a
Police Magistrate the Messenger of King Jesus,
who will preach to-day at Christ’s Judgment Hall,
67 Crosby steeet.”
police Be cor her.
The Prize Fight between Gaunt and Sulli
van.—lf it be refreshing to read the details of a '
prize fight, what must it be to witness with one’s 1
own eyes the exciting sport 1 to see the heavy 1
blows planted, the blood spirt out, the eyes black
en, swell, and close, and, at last, the man who has s
the best of it, rush in with terrific fury to put the >
finishing blows to the delectable work!
The fight which came off at Harper’s Ferry, Va. >
on Tuesday last, between Sullivan and Gaunt, was '
brief, lasting only twelve minutes, but very anima
ting. We shall not inform the reader with what
keen eagerness we read in the Herald the careful
ful and elaborate description of the seven rounds,
or how much we regret our inability to transfer it
entire to our columns. The delicious bits of the
report however, those which show the progress of
bruising and blood-letting, we detach from the less
interesting, that is to say, less brutal part of the pie
mated. We read that—
Sullivan hit with his left, which Gaunt stopped
very finely; but Sullivan stepped in closer to him,
and succeeded in planting a sharp hit on his mouth
which started the blood in profusion.
First blood was claimed.for Sullivan, and his
friendsiand backers were in high spirits. Time was
called for the second round, and—
The men sprang quickly up and hastened to the
scratch, which Sullivan again crossed, and made
up to Gaunt, from whose mouth blood was running
rapidly, Caunt led off as Sullivan approached him,
and fought away with.his left and right hands;
Sullivan rushing after him, stopping his blows, and
dealing out in return some of his beauty destroyers.
They then drew apart for a moment, came upagain
lor mischief, Gaunt this time stopping cleverly a
number of Sullivan’s tremendous hits; Caunt re
treated, striking Sullivan twice on tile head, and
taking a couple of hard ones in return. They made
a turn round, Sullivan’s back coming near the
ropes, and as he rushed at Caunt, apparently full of
venom, and determined to make the fight as' short
as possible, Caunt managed to get his right hand
to tell on his head, staggering him for a moment
to I lie ropes; but Caunt did not follow him in time
to profit by this advantage, for Sullivan recovered
himself, and was at him again, shooting in his left
and right fearfully on the face of Caunt, who fought
on, doing all he knew, until they closed, when in
the struggle for the fall, Sullivan fell through the
ropes, Caunt hanging on them. * *
Gaunt would hit and retreat, Sullivan rapidly fol
lowing him, and milling him’severely in the face,
which was swelling very fast, and the blood pouring
out of the openings freely. They struck three times
together, counter hits, in the face; Sullivan’s
blows were very hard, while those of Caunt, ex
cept the first one, amounted to almost nothing;
the first one, however, did make a slight opening
on Sullivan’s forehead. * * *
Gaunt’s face was notv dreadfully mangled, theleft
cheek puffed up to an immense size, and a hole under
the nAit eye was visible that had been made in this
round; in fact, a more severe and effective round
has been seldom witnessed; and all agreed that
this round was the best and sharpest they ever saw
Sullivan fight—all were surprised at his skill and
activity. He made some joking remarks during
the round about Gaunt’s appearance, but they were
not heeded by the other. * * «
Caunt rushed at Sullivan, and was met with a
flush left handed hit on the upper lip, and a hard
right hander on the side of the head ; but nothing
daunted,he dashed out both hands, hitting Sullivan
.twice, although without much damage. Thejliepd
of Caunt by this time was very much disfigured,
and he appeared to be somewhat stupified from the
tremendous hits he had received on the left side of
his head. # * *
Sullivan followed Caunt punishinghim severely.
Gaunt turned his head to spit out some blood,
which Sullivan took advantage of, .and struck him
a tremendous hit on the front of the face, and rush
ed at him with his left and right-handers, hitting
very severely.
Caunt now seemed in a state of bewilderment
from the terrible blows he had received,and “some
of his friends who thought more of the man than
they did of the money' they had staked on him,”
wished to withdraw him from the ring. But such
a course would have spoiled the/«»i. The fight pro
ceeded:
Sullivan rushed in so desperately at Caunt, that
he gave him no time to consider what to do; he
drove him to the ropes, where they had a struggle,
and Sullivan supposing he had knocked him down,
turned to go to his corner; but his attention being
called to Gaunt—who had staggered to the ropes,
and was leaning on them, apparently smeonscious—
he rushed back, and made a terrific lunge at Caunt
with his left, which Gaunt dodged; Sullivan struck
him with his right hand, and Caunt got hold of
him and they had a struggle
The reporter says that this round was more
severe than any of the others, that Sullivan’s
friends were astonished by the rapidity with which
he fought, and that “ at the end of the round there
was a burst of applause from all sides of the ring,
the country people joining in !” Indeed, we can
not see how the spectators of such a scene could
fail to be delighted. There was Caunt hanging un
consciously on the ropes, his face meshed to a
jelly, the blood pouring from his mouth, eyes and
ears, and standing over an object like this, was
Sullivan raining incessantly his heavy blows !! It
was undoubtedly a glorious sight!
As Caunt rose from the knees of his second, he
appeared unsteady on his feet, while, on the con
trary, Sullivan seemed as fresh and vigorous as he
was nr the beginning—and as he came near Caunt,
he laughed at him and said something of the dam
aged condition of his face. This seemed to arouse
Gaunt, who opened the fight, and at it (hey went,
hit for hit, Sullivan driving him before him all
round the ring, until they reached the corner where
the umpires were stationed, where Sullivan back
ed Caunt on the ropes; and the hitting on both
sides here was very sharp, but that of Caunt was
not strong enough to beat him back, and Sullivan
punished nim dreadfully.
Here the hard fighting ended, as there was a dis
pute between the seconds and umpires about an
alledged “ foul play.” Sullivan was finally declared
the victor, and the delighted crowd, assembled to
witness the beautiful scene, separated.
The Police.—Our opinion of the excellent man
agement andadmirable efficiency ofthenew Police
. has been often expressed. Every New Yorker
feels, every hour of his life, the confidence which
such an organization inspires. Every man feels a
, security, never known before, and- which is above
all price. For months together, now, no fire has
been allowed to get headway, and in many in
. stances fires are extinguished by the übiquitous
’ police, before our active firemen can reach the spot.
: What motives could have induced Mayor Brady
1 to recommend the disbanding of this energetic and
‘ efficient body, we might possibly guess at, but
; we hope that our Common Council will reflect upon
the matter before they proceed in a step, which is
. likely to be so unpopular. Whatever were the mo-
L tives of the people in electing the present Common
, Council, the destruction of the present Police was
, not one of them.
The popular intelligence, freed from the
leading strings of protective legislation, is appealed
to, on every hand, by every school of the professors
of the healing art; but few have been more sue
’ cessful in their appeals than Dr. J. Clawson Kelly,
the celebrated founder of the “Analytical System,”
which is something more than a school of mere
“ Eclecticism.” Any one may be an eclectic, but
to analyze systems truly requires a profound genius;
the characteristic of a great, original, and pene
' trating mind. Dr. J. Clawson Kelly lias opened
his Analitico-Medical Institute, at No. 426 Broad
way. He seeks no concealment, no protection, no
mystery. The sick and afflicted will have all their
symptoms analyzed, and receive freely the advice,
prompted by experience and science. The system
of Dr. Kelly is entitled to the more confidence, from
the popular way in which it is presented.
The War.—The Union says that Scott is now
walking the streets of the city of the Atzecs. Our
last accounts were of the capture of Puebla and
Perote; the madness of the Mexican Congress in
refusing to hear of peace—the former position of
Santa Anna, and the foolish projects for defending
the capital, and beginning a guerrilla opposition to
our progress and conquest.
Our readers will only require to be directed
to the advertisement of Dr. Lapharn’s Great North
American Panacea, to induce them to give it their
earnest attention. There was a time, doubtless,
when medicines, purely empirical, met with an
extensive sale, but the intelligence of the age now
demands real, scientific remedies, and such only
can have a permanent success. The depot for Dr.
Lapham’s Panacea is at 175 Boweiy.
93= Mr. William Dibblee, an artist whom it has
given us pleasure often to notice, has removed his
wig-making and hair-dressing establishment to
No. 263 Broadway. To him we advise all who re
quire wigs, which are not to be detected as such,
so closely does Dibblee copy nature—to apply.
The Atlantic Garden, is to open for the sea
son on Wednesday evening next, the 19th instant,
on which occasion Dodsworth’s unrivalled band
will discourse most excellent music The an
nouncement of the opening of this enchanting place
will attract crowds of visiters.g
May and Music.—“ The voice of the singing
bird is again heard in the land.” We visited the ex
tensive aviary of Mr. W. T. Johnson, 280 Broad
way, on one of the pleasant days of the last week,
and closing our eyes, abandoned ourselves to the
delicious influences of song—the song of the fea
thered tribe, not the less free and joyous because ot
the guilt wires within which they were enclosed
by Mr. Johnson. Those who love the singing of
birds, and who docs not, should visit this aviary.
Mr. Johnson is an enthusiast in his business and
collects the rarest birds. We saw there tke South
American vulture, the only bird of the kind in the
country, and also the great white cockatoo, male
and female. ,
The Hempstead Elopement.— We have proba
bly heard the last of this affair; the husband hav
ing recovered a verdict of SSOOO damages, for the
seduction and abduction of his wife.
All who love cleanliness and health, should I
bathe at Gray’s Salt Water Baths, Brooklyn.
13 ram a.
The town has been entertained during the week
at the Park Theatre by Mr. Anderson, at the
Bowery by Mr. Murdoch, at the Chatham by Mr.
Roberts, and at the Museum by Mr. John Dunn.
At the Opera House there have been two repre
sentations ; at Mechanics’ Hall, concerts every
night by Christy’s Minstrels, and at the Society
Library the Swiss Bell Ringers. These entertain
ments, together with the' attraction afforded by the
anniversary meetings of the various religious and
philanthropic societies, some of which we have
noticed more at length in another column, have
been properly appreciated and supported by the resb
dent and transient population of the city
Mr Murdoch has been liberally sustained and
applauded by the patrons of the Bowery, and his
performances most warmly commended by the
daily press. If little ill-natured criticism, large
audiences and hearty commendation, constitute a
great actor and make a successful engagement,
why then Mr. Murdoch, in spite of the opinions of
the living or the dead, is a great actor, and hie en
gagement at the Bowery a successful engagement
all of which is as gratifying to us as it must be
satisfactory to Mr. Murdoch and Mr. Manager
Jackson.
Mr. Anderson’s success at the Park has not
equalled that of his former engagements. He has
played with all of his usual taste and spirit, in his
most popular and successful characters, and we
can account for the slim attendance only by the
superior attraction which the Tabernacle held cue
on every night. The coming week will, we hope,
show an improvement in the Park audiences;
there can be none in the chaste and artistic per
formances of Mr. Anderson.
We witnessed two acts of Othello, at the Chat
ham, on Friday night, Mr. Marshall playing the
Moor and Mr. Roberts lago. Mr. Roberts is a
young man, and lacks physical power, but ho
evinces a correct appreciation of the characters he
assumes, and never allows himself to tear a pas
sion to tattere. If he sometimes fails to produce
the proper effect, he never overdoes his parts,
which is a rare virtue on the part of a young actor
a virtue which if cherished can hardly fail, other
things being equal, to secure for its possessor a
high rank in his profession. Mr. Marshall’s
Othello was an energetic performance.
The Saloon of the American Museum has over
flowed on every night with the admirers of “Ras
cal Jack,” about the success of whose engagement
there can be no doubt. As a low comedian, full
of humor and vivacity, Mr. Dunn would be a trea
sure to any theatre in the country.
The new establishment in Broadway is rapidly
going up, and one can see by the outline of the
walls that it will be the largest theatre in the city.
The experiment of uniting the stage and the ring
in one building is a hazardous one, but we know
of no man so capable of securing its success as
General Mann, who has the present enterprise in
hand. His indomitable energy, long experience
and ample resources will make the Broadway
theatre a popular place of amusement, and a profit
able one to its manager, if the thing is within the
range of possibility. Whatever may be the result,
the next theatrical campaign will be the most ex
citing which this city has seen since the great con
test between the National and the Park, a contest
by the bye, of the most unsatisfactory character,
since it beggared both the parties engaged in it.
Forrest is playing in Philadelphia. The Seguins
are at the Chesnut Street Theatre. Blangy is
dancing at the Arch Street. Tom Thumb is also
in that city.
The Viennoise Children are in Richmond, per
forming with great success.
The St. Charles Theatre, New Orleans, closed a
most successful season on the 30th ult. Smith and
Ludlow, the managers, are to retire on the conclu
sion of the next season—Smith to practice the Iqw,
and Ludlow, who has been sometime preparing
himself, to practice divinity. We should like to
hear him preach.
Signor Blitz is in New Orleans.
Mr. Collins, the Irish actor, after concluding a
most successful engagement in St. Louis, has left
for Cincinnati.
Augusta is in St. Louis.
Mrs. Mowatt and Mr. Davenport, Madame
Ciocea and Dan Marble are in Cincinnati.
Lover is in Pittsburgh.
The Havana Italian Company at Boston, have
commenced a new season of twelve nights, during
which they will produce five new operas.
Amusements of the Week.—The German con
cert, at the Apollo, to-morrow night, will afford
our music-loving people an opportunity of hearing
the best chorus singing ever heard in this city
better, nobler, grander than many ever conceived.
In addition to the immense choral strength of the
. “ Liederkranz.” we shall have Fraulein Koreinsky,
: Mrs. Jones, Philip Meyer and Mr. Hecht, fine solo
> vocalists. Professors Timm and Krauskoff will
, preside at the piano-forte.
, Christy's Minstrels, highly as they may deserve
1 it, cannot be noticed without causing great disap
' pointment. Though they have performed in this
i oily for weeks and months, night after night, their
t last concerts have been a perfect jam. However,
1 Mechanic’s Hall has been enlarged, and it is only
necessary to go early, for the ventilation is so per
! feet that, whatever the crowd, those who get seats
I are comfortable, and, we need not say, delighted.
The audiences, without the trouble and pretension
of full dress are quite as fashionable as at the Ita
lian Opera House.
The Opera.— Signora Amalia M. Valtellini has
; been engaged to fill the place of Signorina Barili,
r whose continued indisposition, we regret to learn,
! will forbid her re-appearance during the ptesent
, season. Signor Beneventano, the admirable and
, ever reliable, takes his benefit next Saturday even
a ing, with the attractive comic opera L’JSlisir
. D’Amore. On the following Tuesday, we are to
3 have the benefit of the new prima donna.
Concert for the Relief of Ireland. — Two very
y charming young ladies called upon us yesterday, to
I inform us that on Thursday evening next, there
; t will be a concert for the relief of Ireland, at Gothic
n Hall, Adams street, Brooklyn, for which Miss Kor
s sinsky, and several eminent artists have volun
. teered. With such attractions, in such a cause,
n and in a city so full of taste and liberality as Brook
-3 lyn, there will be of course a good attendance.
Grand Menagerie.— Our amusement seeking ci
tizens of every class, and more especially the holi
day and excitement loving little people, will be de
lighted to learn that the grand menagerie of Ray
-8 mond and Waring, will enter the city to-morrow,
and take up its quarters at Niblo’s; we don’t know
,’, for how long, but it must be for some days, as the
elephant is bringing a large trank with him. Those
( who wish to “ see the elephant,” will never have a
better chance. The lion is a most kingly beast,
’’ and the monkeys are more highly civilized and
’ better behaved than the most of those we meet in
“ Broadway.
Necromancy.— Mr. Alexander, whose exhibi
-0 tions of magic and legerdemainhave drawn crowds
r of delighted people for six weeks past at the Mi-
! > nerva Rooms, is obliged to close his very success
» ful performances this week. On Wednesday even-
II ing he will g'tve a performance for the benefit
of the Samaritan Association, a popular and
v praiseworthy charity. It would be vain to expect
r a great accession to the usual number of Mr. Alex
j ander’s audiences, for the room would not contain
them; but the announcement may be agreeable to
f some who would like to add their mites to such a
1 charity.
’ Castle Garden.— Dodsworth’s delightful band
3 will discourse their most eloquent music to-night
at Castle Garden, which, as the season advances,
I becomes a refreshing resort, which needs no eu
-1 -
r lCT 3 Mr. Ebling has refitted and remodelled the Co
lumbian Garden and Ladies Saloon, No.’s 200 and 200 1-2
’ Bowery, opposite Rivington st., converting them into
1 just the most romantic place, in which to taste a deli
z cious cream, and pass a quiet hour, which lover ever
y dreamed of
BCZ* We suppose that most of our readers have been
out on the Bloomingdale road,and have stopped at Burn
ham’s, refreshed themselves there, and strolled through
* the beautiful gardens which roll down to the Hudson.
J We need say therefore, only, that Burnham has pre
) pared his establishment most thoroughly for the ap
proaching season, and even now stands at the portal of
his elegant house to welcome visitors.
KT* Creedon's Eating House, No. 48 Canal street, two
doors east of Broadway, is conducted on the modern
- plan, and is in every respect equal to the down-town
establishments. Mr. Creedon keeps his house open on
I Sunday, for the convenience not only of his regular cus
tomers, but of those who on week days take their meals
in the neighborhood of their business.
OCT* At the Mutual, No. 140 West Broadway, opposite
White street, there is an immense number of practical
r and illustrated puns, puzzles, etc., neatly arranged in
’ cases. One cannot examine them without apprecia*
ting their point and humor.
Novel Idea.— We werenot aware till reminded of the
fact by a card in another column that the old Fountain
and Gardens, 167 Walker street, had fallen under the
; charge and direction of our old friend Warren Draper
He has adopted the novel plan of pitching the garden
full of tents in style of a military encampment. Ladies
and gentlemen while sipping cool creams and refresh
ing drinks, can imagine themselves on the heights of
Monterey, with Gen. Taylor, a taking a hasty plate
with Gen. Scott. Chowders every day and evening.
KT’Visitors to Harlem will not omit to tarry for a mo
ment at Sweet’s Hotel, comer of 125th street and rail
road—an excellent house of refreshment, having an
obliging proprietor who studies how best to contribute
to the happiness of his guests.
The Emblem is the name of a neatly fitted up, weß
I furnished, and properly conducted house of entertain
ment at No. 22 Duane street, four doors from Chatham
I street, North side. One may pass there a leisure hour
most happily.