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While some fashioned lutes of the strings of movement is certainly strongly to be adthe vine

vocated: And all most tunefully made repine.

MORRIS ISLAND, S. C., Sept. 18th, 1863, Apart from the rest, a heedless throng

Camp of the 104th Penn, Vols. Wandered there, empty of even a song,

Last night a friend, in answer to the oftRound an amphora's wealth of golden creams, repeated inquiry, ' Any thing to read ?' handLike travellers through a land of dreams; And some low sighed, while they hardly ate

ed me a copy of the KNICKERBOCKER. It's Crispy tid-bits of the rarest cate;

rather old,' he said, but it's better than Still others there were, but they staid in the nothing-January, 1862.' We were at that air,

date near Washington, comfortably boused, Not deigning, I suppose, to alight down and doing but little duty. Since, however, there;

the long agony of the Peninsula campaign An azure-faint areole starred their bellies;

and the still unended siege of Charleston For they fed on the hues of crimson jellies.

have wasted us away.

Just now we are reFickle as wind these people be, Yet over them all with a wand rules he

posing, after our terrible toils, in front of Who is known as the Monarch of Fantasie.

Wagner. For more than two months, mind

and body have been on the strain, and now Nothing comes here, but it comes by surprise that the rebel stronghold is in our possesTo quicken your ears or to greaten your eyes, sion, and we have Morris Island secure, we And nothing you hear and nothing you see,

have time to read, but lack good books. But is wrought by a potent alchemy. Here an extravagant beam of the sun

True, we can buy what I call 'yaller kivers,' Will turn the leaves into birds, every one;

at exorbitant prices, but then I have been And oh! such a forest of chirping and chir- through too much actual war myself to swalring,

low the wonderful escapes of the heroes, and Peeping and cheeping, who ever heard! I really never saw such beautiful ladies as When suddenly, some little breeze is stir- they describe 'running around loose.' We ring,

know that the hero who shuts up the eye' And a beautiful bell becomes every bird :

of the secesh sentinel, and passes the eneLike a weird and a spell the silvery tinkling my's lines without the countersign, seats himStartles the ouphe and the elfin fay, Till they scamper, like mad, down the inter- self at the Council of War, at General Mavale, sprinkling

gruder's headquarters, and after drinking to Old thefts of roses all over the way:

the 'Stars and Stripes' in old Wise's best Then the mermen come out from their deep whiskey, blows out the lights, knocks over a mossy wells,

dozen infuriated Confederate officers, seizes Bespangled with dews and dripping with the plans and papers of the General in one foamn,

hand, and the "fair Juliette' in the other, And lock up the music in rosy-lipped shells, walks unmolested right into the Federal And hie them away to their sea-forest

camp, and is made a colonel by the Generalhome.

in-Chief, and a happy husband by the regiSuch are the sounds that you oftenest hear, mental chaplain, does n't belong to any regiWhen the days are calm, and the nights are ment that we know of. In fact, as the men

clear, And such are the sights that you oftenest see

say, “it's all gas.' On the other hand, who

wants to read tracts? They were dry, I alIn the magical realm of Fantasie: and if ever a country prosper me,

ways thought, when at Sunday-school; and May Fantasie that country be!

how can it be expected that men, who have

just come in from grand guard or picket, The following letter, written in a true where, for twenty-four hours, they have been soldierly spirit by one who has evidently dodging Confederate shells, and trying to the interest of his fellows at heart, de- get a 'pop?at a gunner or sharp-shooter in

Wagner, will take an interest in the advenserves a place in the 'Table,' as calling tures of "Little Willie,' or any thing of the attention to the great want of good read- kind. I know that true wisdom would couning matter in the army. We understand sel us to be as little children.' But I take that, in some brigades, arrangements are it in innocence and trustfulness, not in childbeing made to form libraries, and the ish talk or want of knowledge of the world.


Why not send the men what they will read, did n't get these `paying positions.' Thank and what may improve them. Granting that God, there are men who are what I suppose these tracts are the best things for them to Guy to be, and can feel repaid for toil and read, the fact still remains that they won't danger by the success which seems at last to read them; then why not send them what be about to crown our labors. I beg your they will read, even though it be not quite pardon for thus intruding on you, but we 80 good for them? There can be much sent soldiers get used to asking for what we want, them that will interest them more than this and I want ‘KNICK' to use his influence to endless string of silly novelettes that now have any quantity of old books and magaconstitute so great a portion of camp litera- zines sent to this desolate sand-bar for the ture. Mr. Editor, I feel sure that you will use of our war-worn soldiers. They deserve say a word or two on this subject. The Sani- any kindness that the folks at home' can tary and Christian Commissions are not hum- extend to them. They have toiled hard, and bugs. No. We soldiers know better than battled bravely with flies, fleas, mosquitoes, that. For many comforts for our sick and bad water, and a brave but bitter and cruel wounded, the soldiers of the Federal army enemy. are grateful to those who have so long and There is nothing in this letter that requires so faithfully carried on that good work. But my true name, and I feel a dislike to make for those who are well in body, or at least myself personally responsible for this intrunot sick enough to quit duty, there is a crav- sion. Please consider it written by a soldier ing for something to read.' There is no unknown to fame, but devoted to his counnecessity to make rules and multiply officers try and his fellow-soldiers. to take charge of any books that might be contributed. The soldiers will see that every

MART MERWIN' sends the Table' book, paper, and magazine travels with all convenient speed from reader to reader.

a couple of anecdotes, the second of All the books in camp are general property. which may possibly remind some of our Men

go from tent to tent with the question, New-England friends of incidents in 'Any thing to read ?' and when a man fin- their own experience of delegates.' ishes a book he starts out to exchange it * DEAR KNICK: As you honored my rewith some comrade who has not read it, but

cent contributions with a publication in who may have one to give for it. I was

your pages, I have decided to send you a fortunate enough to get a copy of the few more items, hoping they may prove · KNICKEREOCKER' for September. I hur- equally acceptable. ried through it, but, before I had read it, it

* Thinking it would be of interest to your was engaged to three in succession; the readers to know something about the oldest third is now reading it, and has no doubt printer in New-England, I will now say a engaged it to a fourth. Of course, I do n't few words about expect to get it back. It will travel from hand to hand till worn out. And I am sure

Captain Jones. I do n't regret it. Who could, looking at 'EVERY BODY in Providence, connected the satisfaction it is giving ? I was very with newspapers or printing-offices, knows glad to see the face of my old friend in the Captain JOSIAH JONES. He is one of the knee-breeches, and read its contents with fathers of typography in Rhode Island. He much thankfulness. That letter from 'Gur' served an apprenticeship under Joux Carstruck me forcibly. Where is 'Guy' now? TER, who learned the trade of BENJAMIN Perhaps in a soldier's grave. I hope not. FRANKLIN. Fifty-five years ago, he, in comI would like to know that he had risen to pany with the late BENNETT H. WHEELER, honor and profit. Many who have not a published the Providence Patriot and Cotithe of the intelligence that he displays are lumbian Phenix, the organ of the Governnov sporting stars and eagles. But we won't ment during the war of 1812. Though he complain. We did not come out for profit, is now nearly eighty years of age, he is and so we can see the 'good fat offices' given quite hale and active, daily spending from to those who have nothing else to look for. six to eight hours at the case,' and 'gets They would have nothing to fight for if they up' four or five columns of 'solid long

primer per week, making but a very few with a church in Newport. At the close errors. We defy New-York, or any other of the first morning session, all persons State, to beat this. He is employed in the from abroad, not provided with places for book and job printing establishment con- board and lodging, were requested to come nected with the Providence Journal. forward, and the committee would attend to

"Captain Jones is fond of a joke, and their wants. An elderly gentleman, accomnever lets an opportunity to crack one pass panied by two ladies, presented himself with unheeded.

the crowd of strangers. The Rev. Mr. M-A short time since, as he was recounting pastor of the church, and chairman of the some of the events of his life, I said to him: committee, was assigning place after place,

“Captain Jones, I wish you would fur- as fast as he could write the cards. The nish me with a sketch of your life, so that I old gentleman waited a few minutes, and might have it published for the interest of receiving no other notice than a question the craft, when you leave us.'

as to how many he had with him, remarked “Oh!' he replied, with a laugh peculiar in a deliberating tone: to himself, I have already, at different "Well, I guess I will not wait — I'll try times, furnished three quite young literary and find some boarding-house.' men with the minutes of my life; and they “Oh! do n't be in a hurry, friend,' rehave all subsequently, one after another, plied Parson M- • It will soon be your died, leaving my memoir unfinished among turn.' their literary effects.'

“Two minutes more, and the old man "Then I beg to be excused from being made a move towards the door, and a feint your biographer,' I added, 'for I do not de- to put on his hat, saying : sire to share their fate, and add a fourth to " "I think I'd better go now, and try to the list.''

find a boarding-house.'

“Wait just a moment, Sir,' the minister * He was a correct student of the philoso- added; there being three of you, it is phy of human nature who wrote, “Beggars rather difficult to find a place where you should n't be choosers,' and I know of

can all be accommodated together.' nothing that will excite the old Adam'

* Three minutes more elapsed, and the in us quicker than the manifestation of a impatient man put on his hat, saying, despirit of over-fastidiousness by one who is

cidedly : seeking a favor. Even clergymen, who are

"There is no use of my waiting here, generally very even-tempered people, some times meet with experiences in this respect begging for a chance ; I'll try to

"We'll attend to you now,' interrupted that lead them to positions where “forbearance ceases to be a virtue,' and they 'speak the parson ; 'we have a great many guests,

and we are doing the best we can.' out.' I know of one who was thus un

* The old gent received his card with a fortunately tried by

frigid bow and an unrelaxed countenance, A fastidious Guest.

and departed. "It is well known throughout the country "At the close of the afternoon session, that all the Baptist churches in a certain the fastidious guest again presented himself district are organized into an Association, to the committee, saying : which alternately holds its annual meetings "Can't you give me another place? I

with the different societies comprised in the don't like the one you assigned me - it is - body. To these annual meetings the several too far off. Give me one nearer the church

churches send delegates from among their if you can.' members, who, in convention, do the busi

“Well, you just take a seat, and we 'll ness of the Association. The sessions are see if we can accommodate you,' replied usually held through two days, and the Parson Mdelegates are received as the guests of the The committee seemed to have fully as parishioners, and a committee is appointed much to do as at noon, and five minutes to assign places of entertainment to all quickly passed away, and our impatient strangers. The Warren Association of friend still sat there, anxiously waiting for Rhode Island held a recent anniversary his turn.

"There is no use of my waiting longer,' *For heaven's sake, my friend, help me he said, rising; 'I think I had better try to to get away, or the infernal Yankees will find some boarding-house near the church.' capture me with all my important dispatches

I think so too !’ replied Parson M for 'STONEWALL’ JACKSON! I have just had in a tone that showed his patience was fully a turn with them across the mountain, where exhausted.'

they killed my horse, and I with the greatest

difficulty succeeded in escaping with my paThe confidence game' appears to be pers. A whole company of cavalry is after played down in Dixie on unsuspecting me. Quick ! quick! help me to a horse !' Southerners sometimes. Witness the The old gentleman threw down his spec. following piece of sharp practice. The tacles, grasped him warmly by the hand, and best we can say of it is that it was cer- with a 'God bless you, my noble fellow!' tainly a witty way of getting a horse: they started for the barn, the old man in

sisting that I'll put you on a horse that not ‘On the approach of General Banks's

one in all Yankeedom can overtake. In a forces to New-Market, up the Shenandoah trice the famous horse was saddled and Valley, in April, 1862, the 'dwellers there- DUFFEE in the saddle. abouts' secreted all of their best horses and

"God speed you, my brave lad!'exclaimcattle back near the mountains, to prevent ed the old man with tears in his eyes. 'God their falling into the hands of our army. speed you! and when you arrive at General The writer, who then commanded a six-gun Jackson's camp, present this horse to him battery under Banks, was authorized to

from me.' search the mountains and capture and ap- DUFFEE nodded assent, and with a hearty propriate to the use of his battery all the Thank you !' struck his spurs into the horses he could find there secreted. It was

horse's flanks and dashed away, and did n't a very stormy day when he and a number of halt until he came laughing up to where we his men, all clad in full suits of India-rub

were and presented me with the horse. It ber, started on their mission. By the mid- wals speedily condemned as "contraband of dle of the afternoon we had captured twelve war,' having been captured while being used fine horses, when we halted at the house of in carrying dispatches to STONEWALL JACKa “very strong Union family,' whose male son, DCFFEE complimented for his ingenui. member had been conscripted into the ty, and the horse was put into the battery, rebel army,' where he held a commission where it did good service for the Union unof Major. As a proof of their devotion to til the famous battle of ANTIETAM, where it the Union, (as they said, but, as we subse- was killed by a shot from the enemy.' quently learned, ratber to gratify a personal pique,) they readily informed us that a rich old rebel who lived just round a spur of the

We are by no means surprised that mountain had a splendid horse, and they the Booksellers for very shrewd and would be so glad if we would take him. observant men they are, as

a class But our authority only extended to the cap- should have commended so highly as ture of horses secreted in the mountains or they did, at Messrs. Cooley and Leavengaged in the service of the enemy. At It's recent Trade Sale in New York, this juncture a young fellow by the name of alike to the writers, makers, and readers HENRY DUFFEE, noted in the battery for his of books, The American Publishers' ingenious pranks, asked permission to call Circular and Literary Gazette,' publishupon the old secesh' for a few minutes, ed by Mr. G. W. CHILDS, in Philadelphia. which request being granted, as we were resting our jaded animals, he started off up

It deserves all their praise, in all the rethe mountain on foot, completely enveloped spects in which they extol it. It is a in his India-rubber over-cloths, intending to complete epitome of every thing desiradescend in rear of the old fellow's house, as

ble to be known of foreign and domestic he subsequently informed me. On arriving record, in every branch of general, rewithin sight of the house, he commenced run- ligious, scientific, and classic literature, ning, and ran as fast as he could, and with. in all parts of the world. It is, morethe slightest ceremony rushed in, exclaiming: over, most intelligently and convenient



ly made up, and is admirably printed. coming suddenly in the course of his wanIt is for sale in New-York at 594 and derings to a great ocean. We feel there 596 Broadway.

is a deep mystery in life, and when we look on man in the abstract we are thunderstruck

at the responsibilities which are thrown upon Here is a graphic little sketch of a him. What a task it is to be a good man, rural scene, which the author entitles :

to be an unselfish man, or a man above the

petty faults and meannesses which mankind A Summer Shower.

are so apt to indulge in! What a struggle is involved in being generous to an enemy, and how hard it is to stifle envy! We all have,

if there is any humanity in us, felt excruciA CLOUD o'erhung the face of heaven, ating pangs of envy pierce us to the very

And one by one the birds grew still ; core, at the sight of one whom we know does Then came the warm and rushing rain, not deserve his fate --- one less honest than

The lifted cups of all the flowers to fill. ourselves. And it has been hard for us to Aloft the tempest-fiend is heard,

keep down the mean passion which thus inIn fear his subject winds sweep by,

trudes itself, destroying for the moment any And ʼmid the sullen gloom is seen

fabric of contentment that we have taken His brandished dagger gleaming in the sky. care to build up for a stormy hour. But I The cows stand 'neath a friendly oak,

am afraid I have imperceptibly slid into serThe plough-boy hurries to the barn,

monizing, for which I ask pardon, as my And geese with ruffled feathers stand trade has to do with briefs exclusively. But Beside the sheltered margin of the tarn.

if I were asked the best coursé to pursue in When lo! the golden sun-a gem

life, in the same way and requiring the same Of blue the breaking clouds between,

business-like answer as a professional quesGlints forth, and joy comes to my heart,

tion would, I think I would advise the young Where 'mid the storm a nameless dread man to be brave in the battle of life, to be had been.

proud of himself, so as to feel, when he did a good action, that the emotion which it

raised in his own breast was better than the We are privately addicted to medita- deed itself. I would advise him to be indetion ourselves, and we therefore like pendent, to be morally upright and strictly sermonizing in moderation. Read then honorable; and then if wealth or worldly sucthese

cess did not meet him on the way, he would Meditations

feel his dying-bed made of flowers, as his

life had been a sweet odor to his MAKER. BY AN OLD BOY.

• What stronger breast-plate than a heart unHERE I am alone-the light has faded grad- tainted,' or what better bulwark than a quiet ually, and it is dusk; dusk in a law-office, conscience is there for the ills of life! It is dusk among grim books, 'quaint and curious quite dark now; I can scarcely distinguish volumes of forgotten lore.' Yet there is a the books on the shelves, and I must hasten deep calm within me, for the labors of the home to my family and there drop softly the day are done, and in a few moments I shall word of advice and caution as I have done go home. But why not let meditation have now, I hope, to the larger family of mankind. its sway for those few moments ? All of us And if I can only inculcate in youth a love pause now and then in life's journey, with for the good, the true, and the beautiful, I just the same feeling that a savage would on think my task will be well done.

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