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WccMn (Constitutionalist. BY STOCKTON & CO, OUR TERMS. The following are the rates of Subscription: Daily, one year.. JlO 00 Wsiklt, one year t"> 00 The Celt at Niagara Falls. BY T. D'ARCY M’OEE. I Beside Niagara’s awful ware He stood—a ransomed Irish slave I Helf-ransomed by a woful flight. That robb’d bis Heaven of half its light, And firing him in a nation free A fettered slave 01 Memory. 11. T ,■> Exile’s eyes strove not to rest Upon ’ e Cataract’s curling crest. Nor pin® '3 it upon the brilliant bow Wh’ch bnn • the bluff below ; The banks of -,~axnant to him Were unsub* all and dim. But from his gaze a ‘ hild had guessed There raged a caturac. in his breast. 111. A flag against the Northern sky Alone engaced his e£e. Upon Canadian soil it stood— Its hue wa« that of human blood. Ila red was crossed with pallid scare, Pale, steely, stiff’as prison bare. “ Oh, cursed flag !” the Exile said. “ The air grows heavy on my head, My blood leaps wilder than this water On seeing thee, thou sign of slaughter, Oh, may I never see my death Till I behold the day ot wrath When on thy squadron shall be poured The vengeance Heaven so Jong has stored.” IV. Then turning to his friends, who had Deemed him, torn sudden frenzy, mad— “My friends,” he said_, “you little know The fire yon re ’ flag kindles so ; None but an Irish heart can tell The thought that causeth mine to swell; When I beho'd the fatal sign That blighted the green land, once mine; That stripped her of each gallant chief; That scourged her for her bold belief; That would have blotted out her name Could England buy the Trump of Fame. But, help us, Heaven, she never can While lives one constant Irishman.” He paused. No human voice replied ; But with a mighty oath the tide Beemed swearing, as it leaped and ran, “.To.' no.' by Heaven! they never can While lives one constant Irishman !” After the Burial. BY .'AMES RUSSELL LOWELL. Yes. Faith is a goodly anchor; When skies are sweet as a psalm, At the bows it lolls s > stalwart In bluff, broad-shouldered calm. And when, over breakers to leeward, The battered surges are hurled, It may keep our head to the tempest, With its grip on the base of the world. But after the shipwreck, tell me What help in.its iron thews, Still true to the broken hawser, Deep down among sea-weed and ooze ? In the breaking gulfs of sorrow. When the helpless feet stretch out, And find in the deeps of darkness No tooting so solid as doubt. Then better one spar of memory, One broken pla-.k of the past, That our human heart may cling to, Though hopeless of shore at last! To the spirit its sple dl l conjectures, To the flesh its sweet despair, Its tears o’er the thin-worn locket With its be.uty of deathless hair ! Immortal ? I feel it and know it; Who doubts it of such as she ? But that is ’he pang of the secret— Immortal away from me 1 There’s a narrow ridge in the g-ave-yard, Would scarce stay a child in his race; But to me and my thought it is wider Than the star-sown vague of the space. Your log'c, my friend, is perfect, Your mora's most dre ri.y true, But the earth that stops my dm Ji ng’s ears M .kes mine insensate too. Console, it you w:T; I can b-ar it; ’Tie a well-meant alms of breath ; But not all the preaching since Adam Has made Death other than Death. Communion in spirit? Forgive me, But I, who am earthly and weak, Would give all my incomes flora dreamiand Fur her rose-leaf palm on ray cheek. That little shoe in the corner, f-o worn and wrinkled and brown— Its motionless hojlew eofrutes you, And argues your wisdom down. [From the Atlantic Monthly, lor April. The Clear Vision. BY JOBS G. WHITTIER. I did but dream. I never knew What charms our sternest season wore. Was never yet the sky so blue, Was never earth so white before. Till now I never saw the glow Os sunset on yon hills of enow, And never learned the boughs designs Os beauty in its leafless lines. Did ever such a morning break As that my Eastern windows see ? Did ever such a moonlight take Wierd photogr .phs of shrub and tree ? Rang ever bells so wild and fleet The music of the winter street '< Was ever yet a sound by half Bo merry as yon schoolboy’s laugh ? O Earth ! with gladness overfraught, No added charm thy face hath found; Within my heart the change is wrought, My footsteps make enchanted ground. From couch of pain and curtained room Forth to thy light and air I come, To find in all that meets my eyes The freshness of a glad surprise. Fair seem these winter days, and soon Bhall blow the warm west winds of spring, To set the unbound rills in tune, And hither urge the bluebird’s wing. The vales shall laugh"in flowers, the woods Grow misty green with leafing beds, And violets and windflowers sway Against the throbbing heart of May. Break forth, my lips, in praise, and own The wiser love severely kind; Since, richer for its chastening grown, I see, whereas I once was bund. The world, O, Father 1 bath not wronged With loss the life by Thee prolonged; But still with every added year, More beautiful Thy works appear. As Thou hast made Tby world without, Make Thou wore fair rtiy world within ; Bhine through its lingering clouds <f doubt; Rebuke its haunting shapes of sin; Fill, brief or long, my granted span Os life with love to Thee and man ; Strike when Thou wilt the hour of rest, But let my last days be my best 1 r. Woman’s Heart. FROM THE GERMAN. God’s angels took a little drop of dew, New fallen from the heaven’s far-off' blue, And a fair violet of the valleys green, Shedding its perfume in the moon’s.soft sheen, And a forget-me-not so small and bright— Laid altogether gently, out of sight, Within the chalice of the lily white : With humbleness and grace then covered it; Made purity and sadness near to sit; And added pride to this, and sighs a few, One wish, but half a hope, and bright tears two; —*■ Courage and sweetness in misfortune’s smart, And out of this was moulded—woman’s heart I Behind the Scenes- Piquant Revelations by Mrs. Lincoln's Colored Milliner Domestic Life at the White House. A book, entitled “ Behind tiie Scenes,” has been published by George W. Carleton & Co. The author is Mrs. Elizabeth Keck ley, an American citizen of African descent, for thirty years a slave, subsequently modiste for Airs. Jefferson Davis, and for four years an inmate of the White House, and Airs. Lincoln’s “ next friend.” The chapters of this book are entitled as follows: “Girlhood and its Sorrows,” “ In the Family of Jefferson Davis as Airs. D.’s confidential servant, - ’ “ Aly Introduction to Airs. Lin coln,” “ Behind the Scenes,” “ The Assassi nation of Mr. Lincoln,” “ Secret History of Mrs. Lincoln’s Wardrobe in New York,” etc. Mrs. Keckley has told her story plainly and clearly, and with sufficient piquancy. Airs. Lincoln speaks her mind freely in the book, and occasionally criticizes very sharply some persons in whom she has evidently lost confidence. Upon reading the book with considerable care, says the New York Commercial Advertiser, we are sure that the strictures of this paper upon the sale of Airs. Lincoln's wardrobe were amply deserved, and that the half has not been told in regard to this woman. She discloses her character in this book most freely. STEPHEN A. DOUGLAS ONE OF MRS. LINCOLN’S EARLY LOVERS. Airs. Keckley relates that Airs. Lincoln, from her earliest childhood, was convinced that she would be the wife of a President. When a young lady, she was, says the book, courted by Air. Lincoln and Air. Douglas. The latter offered himself to her and was discarded. He pressed his suit more bold ly ■ “ Mary, do you know what you are re fusing? You have always had an ambition to become the wife of a President of the United States. Pardon the egotism, but I fear that in refusing my hand to-night you have thrown away your best chance to ever rule in the White House.” “ I do not understand you, Air. Douglas.” “ Then I -will speak more plainly. You know, Alary, I am ambitious like yourself, and something seems to whisper in my ear, ‘ You will be President some day.’ Depend upon it, I shall make a stubborn fight to win the proud position.” “ You have my best wishes, Air. Douglas, still I cannot consent to be your wife. I shall become Airs. President, or I am the victim of false prophets, but it will not be Airs. Douglas.” I have this little chapter in a romantic history from the lips of Airs. Lincoln her self. At one of the receptions at the White House, shortly after the first inauguration, Mrs. Lincoln joined in the promenade with Senator Douglas. He was holding a bou quet that had been presented to her, and as they moved along he said : “ Alary, it reminds me of old times to have you lean upon ray arm.” “ You refer to the days of our youth. I must do you the credit, Air. Douglas, to say that you were a gallant beau. - ’ “ Not only a beau but a lover. Do you remember the night our flirtation was brought to an end ?” “Distinctly. You now see that I was right. lam Airs. President, but not Airs. Douglas.” “ True, you have reached the goal before me, but Ido not despair. Mrs. Douglas— a nobler woman does not live—if I am spared, may possibly succeed you as Airs.! President.” Airs. Keckley then describes the love making of Air. Lincoln, his rejection, his despair and his final acceptance by Aliss Todd. The Herndon story is spoken of as “ a pleasant piece of fiction.” The whole affair, as related in this book, is an illustra tion of the delicacy of the parties engaged in the work. MRS. LINCOLN AT THE WHITE HOUSE. Passing over a vast amount of other mat ter, we come to the campaign of 1864, and Mrs. Lincoln’s peculiar method of conduct ing it. In 1864 much doubt existed tn regard to the re-election of Mr. Lincoln, and the White House was besieged by all grades of politicians. Airs. Lincoln was often blamed for having a certain ciass of men around her. “ I have an object in view, Lizabeth,” she said to me in reference to this matter. “In a political canvass it is policy to cultivate every element of strength. These men have influence, and we require influence to re-elect Mr. Lincoln. I will be clever to them until after the election, and then, if we remain at the White House, I will drop every one of them, and let them know very plainly that I only made tools of them. They are an ! unprincipled set, and I don’t mind a little j double dealing with them.” “Does Air. Lincoln know what your | purpose is ?” I asked. “God, no ; he would never sanction such ■ a proceeding ; so I keep him in the dark, and will tell him of it when all is over.” Mrs. Lincoln was extremely anxious that her husband should be re-elected President of the United States. In endeavoring to make a display becoming her exalted I position, she had to incur many expenses. | Mr. Lincoln’s salary was inadequate to meet them, and she was forced to run in debt, hoping that good fortune would favor her, and enable her to extricate herself from an embarrassing situation. She bought the most expensive goods on credit, and in the summer of 1864 enormous unpaid bills stared her in the face. MRS. LINCOLN'S DEBTS. Airs. Lincoln has a long conversation with Mrs. Keckley in regard to her debts, and her plans for meeting their payment. We quote : “ I owe altogether about $27,000; the principal portion at Stewart’s, in New York. You understand, Lizabeth, that Mr. Lincoln has but little idea of the ex pense of a woman’s wardrobe. He glances at my rich dresses, and is happy in the be lief tint the few hundred dollars that I ob tain from him supply all my wants. I must dress in costly materials. The people scru tinize every article that I wear with critical curiosity. The very fact of having grown up in the West subjects me to more search ing observation. To keep up appearances, I must have money, more than Mr. Lincoln can spare. He is too honest to make a penny outside of his salary; consequently I had, and still have, no alternative but to run in debt.” AU JUS FA, GA., WEDNESDAY MORNING, MAY 6, 1868. “ And Air. Lincoln does not even suspect how muc.i you owe?” “ God, no" I”—this was a favorite expres sion of hers—“ and I would not have him suspect. If he knew that his wife was in volved to the extent she is, the knowledge would drive him mad. He is so sincere and straightforward himself that he is shocked by the duplicity of others. He does not know a thing about any debts, and I value his happiness, not to speak of my own, too much to allow him to know anything This is what troubles me so much. If he is re-elected I can keep him in ignorance of my affairs; but if he is de feated then the bills will be sent in, and he will know alland something like a hys terical sob escaped her. Airs. Lincoln sometimes feared that the politicians would get hold of the particu lars of her debts, and use them in the Pres idential campaign against her husband, and when the thought occurred to her she was almost crazy with anxiety and fear. - -. When in one of these excited moods she would fiercely exclaim: “The Republican politicians must pay my debts. Hundreds of them are getting immensely rich off the patronage of my husband, and it is but fair that they should help me out of my embarrassment. I will make a demand of them, and when I tell them the facts they cannot refuse to ad vance whatever money I require.” A piquant chapter is that upon the exhi bition and sale of the wardrobe. All the correspondence is given in full, and the whole disgraceful affair is paraded at length. An Incident in a Temperance Convention. A Harrisburg, Pa., paper relates the fol lowing incident which occurred at the late Temperance Convention held in that city : During the session of Wednesday morn ing, a black woman, whose hair was white and eyes dim with the ravages of seventy years, sat among the audience. With body bent forward, clasping hands, and eyes riveted upon the speaker, she seemed a model of absorbed attention. A lady en tering and sitting down by her, the follow ing conversation ensued : “ Dat is a fine preacher, ma’am. What his name and what he talkin’ 'bout ?” “ He is explaining what kind of wine the people who lived in Bible times drank.” “He good nreacher. What you say his name is ?” “ Dr. Junken. He is the father-in-law of Stonewall Jackson.” “ Alassa Lord ! Stonewall Jackson’s fader ! Stonewall what used to come to Martinsburg wen I libed dar in de war time and peddle eggs in de camps jes for spy ! He looks jes like him—he does. Oh ! wish dat flag up dar would fall down an’ crush him all up,” and her bleared eyes flashed. “Oh ! Aunty ! This gentleman is a i Union man, always was, and is a good i Christian.” This satisfied her, and another gentleman soon after taking the floor, her attention was diverted. The speaker made some de nunciatory remarks upon intemperance which elicited lively applause. Aunty stamped her feet and chipped her hands, shouting loudly : “ Bress de Lord! Glory be to Jesus !” “ Why, Aunty ! What kind of a meeting i do you think this is?” asked the lady. “ Dun no, child; some kind of camp meeting, I guess ; it’s nice anyhow.” “This is a Temperance Convention not a church meeting.” “ Tem’pance ; what makes folks broke de Sabbath, and sens wimmens drunk on wheelbars to jail! Oh! I wish de good Lord would scrush tem’pance; I’se got fifteen years’ wages owin’ me; I’d gib de has of’t jis to help scrush te n’pance.” “ Where did you live, Aunty ?” “ Don in Aler’land, honey. Was a slave fifty years or more.” “ How old are you now, Aunty?” Here her face grew very wise-looking, as she answered in a whisper: “I’se jis thirty-six—no; I war thirty-six when John Brown came fust, dat was eight years ago.” “ Then you are now forty-four • yon look older than that, Aunty.” “ Well, chile, you see, I can’t git as ole as I ought’er be, ka.se dey’s got my age in de Bible down in Aler’land ; but it ain’t ’spect ful to talk in meetin’, and if you’ll scuse me I’ll scuse you.” When the meeting adjourned she was the very last to leave, peering through the crowd to get a good look at the venerable form of the worthy Dr. Junkin. Silent Influence. —The Rev. Albert Barnessays: “It is the bubbling stream that flows gently; the little rivulet which j runs along day and night by the farm house, that is useful, rather than the swollen flood or warring cataract. Niagara excites our wonder, and we stand amazed at the power and greatness of God there, as he pours it from the hollow of His hand. But one Niagara is enough for the continent or the world, while the same world requires thou sands and tens of thousands of silver foun tains and gentle flowing rivulets that water every farm and meadow, and every garden, and shall flow on every day and night with their gentle, quiet beauty. So with the acts of our lives. It is not by great deeds, like those of the martyrs, good is to be done, but by the daily and quiet virtues of life, the Christian temper, the good qualities of relatives and friends.” The Ballet.—The Pall Mall Gazette speaks of the decline of the ballet in England. In the days ot Cerito and Taglioni there was some thing like an artistic ballet; but now it has de generated to a matter of sensuality. “ Dancing | has. sunk into a mere affair of half-naked pos turing. Girls are engaged solely for their beauty ; and their costume is of the flimsiest and scantiest, in order that that beauty- (what ever its worth) may be liberally displayed.— The managers pick up pretty girls without any qualifications beyond their good looks for two or three shillings a night. The degradation which can hardly fail to accompany a con sciousness of the shameless exhibition for which they are hired, and the paltriness of their pay, combine to produce results which, considering the temptations of their position, need no demonstration.” This is severe lan guage, but the facts which are given amply justify it. In the United States, during the last year or two, we have had a rank and rapid growth of the ballet. Latterly, it has evidently reached its turning point. In some of the smaller cities, especially, its exhibitions have been gross and demoralizing. Neither the public taste nor the public sense of decency will suffer by the disappearance of its vulgari ties.—JN. Y. Times. How "Free” Negro Labor Affects the White Laborer. REMARKS OFMR.B. E. GREEN IN THE NATIONAL LABOR CONGRESS AT CHICAGO, AUG. 24, Mr. Phelps, of Connecticut, Chairman of the Committee on Negro Labor, reported that, in asmuch as there was much -prejudice and very little information on the subject, the commit tee thought that it had better not he discussed now, but laid over for the consideration of the Congress, which will meet next year (1868, 3d Monday in August, in New York city.) Mr. Harding, President of the International Coach Makers’Union, said that he thought the con sideration of this subject had already been post poned too long. Mr. Ben. E. Green, delegate from the Pettern Makers’ Union of Baltimore, Md., said: “I agree with Mr. Harding that the conside ration of this question has already been delay ed too.long, and with the Chairman of the Com mittee, that there is much prejudice and very little information. I go farther. What little information there is among the workingmen of the North and West on the subject is false in formation. lam a Southern man and repre sent a Southern constituency. I have studied this question thoroughly, with unusual oppor tunities for understanding it. My attention was called to it early in life—when I was in Mexico—by the contrast between th 3 system of Peon labor there, and the system of Negro slave labor in the Southern States. Seventeen years ago, I visited the British, French and Danish West India Islands, where emancipa tion had then recently taken place, with the special purpose of looking into its results. I wish to lay before you some facts and give you some correct information. Heretofore you have been misled and grossly deceived. The New York Tribune and other Radical newspa pers say, and have succeeded in making many of you believe, that in its Southern aspect the late war was the * slaveholders’ rebellion.’ It was no such thing. It was the poor white non slaveholdiug workingmen’s war—the war of the white mechanic, laborer, small farmer and cropper—to protect themselves and their wages from the competition of the cheaper labor of the negro, who makes up by stealth and petty larceny what he lacks in wages. “A few undeniable facts will satisfy you that I am right. First, the slaveholders were a very small minority of the white population in the South ; less than half a million in a white population of eight millions, or less than 1 in 16. Another general fact, which no one can deny, is that the property holders are always averse to war and revolutionary measures which endanger property, and the special fact is undeniable that the slaveholders, as a class, were actively opposed to secession, which brought on the war; because, apart from the general risk to all property in times of war, this special property was subjected to a special risk, in that it had legs and a will of its own to take itself off. Therefore, the slaveholders, as a class, threw their whole influence against se cession. They preferred to contend~for their rights in the Union and at the ballot box, and to rely on the Senate and the Supreme Court, and on their natural allies, the Democracy—the workingmen—of the North. “It is true that some of the leaders of the secession movement in the South were the own ers of slaves ■ but they were not the represent ative men of the slaveholding class. Their per sonal interest in the system was small, and their appeals were made, not to the slavehold ers, but to the non-slavebolders. The ablest, most active and untiring advocate of secession was Gov. Joseph E. Brown, of my own State, Georgia. He did more to carry the pon-slave holders with him, and by their vast prepon derance of more than 16 to 1, to force the small minority of slaveholders into secession, than all the Southern leaders united. His ar gument was this. He said : “‘ If Mr. Lincoln is elected, the Abolition party will come into power, pledged and deter mined to abolish slavery, and to make the ne gro the equal, socially and politically, of the poor whites. What will be the results ? “ ‘ The Constitution recognizes slaves as pri vate property, and provides that private pro perty sba.'l not be taken for public use without just compensation. Abolish slavery, and the first result will be that you, mechanics, labor ers and small farmers, will be taxed to pay for them. | “ ‘ The next will be a reduction of your wages ' and of the value of the products of your labor. The slaveholders, said Gov. Brown, are also the land owners, and they own the bank and rail road stocks. They will still be able to provide for their families. It will not be they or their children, but it will be you and your sons and daughters, who will have to compete with the negro for employment, and whose wages will be reduced by that competition. “ 1 But not only will the price of your labor be reduced, but your social*status and that of your children will be degraded. Theorists and fanatics may talk about equality, but wealth will always and everywhere produce a social inequality. The emancipated negroes will not think of intruding into the well furnished par lors of their late masters; hut they will force themselves to the humble fireside of the poor white mechanic and farmer, to insult them anl their families by demanding their daughters in marriage.’ ” [A delegate here raised a point of order that Mr. Green was not speaking to the question.] " Mr. President and gentlemen, what is the question you have submitted to this commit tee? Was it not to report what would be the effect on the wages of the working men of the North of this emancipated negro labor; of their abandoning the production of cotton, which is the corner-stone of the profitable employment of so many of those whom you represent; of their laying down the shovel and the hoe, and ceasing to cultivate the agricultural products of the South, which your resolutions at Balti more last year declared to be of vital import ance to the workingmen of the North; of then crowding into Southern towns and vil lages, and coming North, to set up as jack-leg mechanics, to underwork and underbid you, making up, as I have said, by stealth and petty larceny, the difference in wages? Was it not to report on what will be the effect upon the social status of your constituents of declaring that this inferior and degraded race—not de graded by having been slaves, for by that they have been elevated and christianized and semi civilized, but degraded by their own nature and instincts ; was not this committee appoint ed expressly to report what will be the effect on the social status of the laboring classes of the North, of making this degraded race your equals, entitled to sit by you in the cars* and churches and all places ot public resort, and to send their children to sit on the same forms at school as the equals of your children, and enti tled—for it follows as a necessary consequence of this doctrine of negro equality—to marry your sons and daughters ? Mr. President, my remarks go directly to the question brought before you by the report of the committee. I present it in the light in which it was viewed by the white workingmen of the South, when they forced the reluctant slaveholders into the war, and fought it through four long years of suffering and self-denial, with a courage and determination and againstjodds almost unpar alleled in the history of the world. No, gen tlemen, neither iu its inception nor in its pro secution, can the late war be truthfully said to have been the Slaveholders’ Rebellion. It was the poor white man’s war; the mechanics, the woikingmen’s war, and they fought it with stubborn obstinacy, because they were unwill ing to have the price of their labor reduced or their families degraded oy this false doctrine that a negro is as good, if not a little better, than a white mechanic. It was in vain that the slaveholders, as a cliss and with .xjue excep- tions, threw their whole weight against seces sion. Iu vain they urged that Mr. Lincoln, in his speeches at Columbus and Cincinnati, and on many other occasions, had unequivocally declared himself in opposition to negro equali ty and negro suffrage. In vain they pointed to the Senate and to the Supreme Court, to the Democracy, the workingmen of the North, and to the Constitution, as safeguards and insuper able barriers to the degradation which the non slaveholders feared was intended for them. “ Led on by Gov. Brown and excited by his arguments, which 1 have briefly stated, the non slaveholders swept the few and reluctant slave holders into the vortex of secession. Then in deed the slaveholders displayed as much cour age and determination to fight it out as the non slaveholders, and when they found it necessary, they, with rare exceptions, urged the policy of putting the negroes into the armv as the only alternative against defeat. But tne non-slave holding poor whites recoiled from and re jected the proposition, and as the entering wedge of that very odious doctrine of negro equality against which they had rushed to arms, and their opposition prevented its adoption until it was too late.” [The speaker’s time having expired, cries of “ Go on, go on, we want to hear you,” and the rules were suspended to allow him to con tinue.] “ This is no place for long speeches. You are on expenses here and losing wages at home. I therefore come at once to the point. Why are you here ? Is it not because you are so crushed down beneath the heavy taxes and ex travagance of the Radical party now in power, that you can scarce keep body and soul together ? And wbat are the remedies pro posed ? A favorite measure is the eight hour law. And what will be its effects ? For a while the few, who are employed on Govern ment works, may not find their wages reduced. But very soon the governments, State and Gen eral, will conform their rate of wages to the prices paid by private employers, and the latter will say 1 very well, you reduce by law the hours of labor, I reduce prices in the same pro portion. Where I paid $1 00 for ten hours’ labor, I will pay 80 cents for eight hours. You, who are so borne down by taxes on every thing you use, down to the match with which you light your fire ; I ask you, who can’t feed and clothe your children by working ten hours and getting a dollar, how much better will you be off, when you work only eight hours and get only 80 cents ? This question of time does not go to the root of the evils under which you labor. They arise from unequal, partial, class legisla tion, from legislation, at the expense of the great industrial masses, who pay the taxes, for the benefit of those who live by the taxes, and of the negro, by whose votes these last propose to lay new burdens on you. And yet I have heard many, who are asking for an eight hour law, say that this organization should have nothing to do with politics or political parties. How can you get even the so much desired eight hour law without legislation, and how can you get legislation without making your influ ence to be felt by the political parties and poli ticians who make the laws ? “ There is not time to review the legislation of this Government; but I ask you, when you go home, to take it up and examine it lor your selves. You will find that from the founda tions of the Government down to the begin-- ning of the late war, the South always voted in solid column with the workingmen, and indus trial classes of the North oil every measure of government that tended to keep up the value of labor and the price of wages, and to keep down the cost of living. And why was this ? The South did not act from false and hypocrit ical pretences of a mock philanthropy. The fact is that the much-abused system of slavery had the effect of identifying the interests of the slaveholders with those of all white working men both at the South and at the North, and though they were comparatively few in num bers, their influence was exerted and felt in the dissemination ot correct political information through stump speeches, which, as well as slavery, were a peculiar institution at the South. By this peculiar institution the poor whites of the South were better informed and better post ed on political subjects than the same class in the North. The secret of the sympathy of feeling between the slaveholding and non slavcho'ding whites of the South is to be found in the fact that the slaveholder was the owner of daily labor, and directly inter ested in keeping up the price of wages and the value of the products of labor, unimpaired by unequal or class legislation. He bad to feed ana clothe and otherwise support that laborer, and he was therefore directly and personally interested in keeping down the cost of living, unenhanced by taxes imposed for the benefit of a few favor ed individuals and’privileged classes. “ A few words more. Have you reflected on what will be the effect of the Reconstruction Act of Congress ? The effect will be to bring back the little State of Florida, controlled by some 25,000 or 30,000 ignorant negroes, with two Senators in Congress to neutralize the i votes oi the two Senators from this great State of Illinois, and with as much voice in laying i taxes on your labor and on your property. It will bring back ten Southern States, with twenty Senators, representing only some 2,000,- 000 of lazy, ignorant negroes ; supported by that great negro-trading monopoly, the Freed men's Bureau, and controlled by the party o. tax consumers, of national banks, and other privileged and favored classes. Against them the great States of Illinois, Ohio, New York and Pennsylvania, with their 10,000,000 ot white inhabitants, can only oppose eight Sena tors. They, on whom the taxes must fall, to support these privileged classes, including the negroes themselves and their Bureau; you, me chanics and farmers of the great States I have mentioned, will be out-voted in the Senate in the proportion of twenty Senators to eight on every question of taxing you to support them, and in the election of those Senators, one idle, lazy, vagabond negro in the South will weigh as much as ten hard working, industrious me chanics in the North and East, or as many in telligent farmers in the West.” —MO -» Radical Falsehoods.-—We have read in the State Sentinel that the editor of this paper (who is now absent from his post on business) mur dered in cold blood, with a bowie knife, an unoffending negro on the streets of Tusca loosa—t.bat Allen Williams, an honest freed man, and guilty of no crime, was kidnapped and whipped by “Ku Kluxes,” and only es caped assassination by the interference of timely aid. We will simply state wherein these reports are false. The facts are these : Mr. Randolph, the editor ot this paper, accidently saw a negro make an unprovoked assault, with a bludgeon, upon a defenseless white man who was in an altercation with another negro, and in going to the rescue of the white man, Mr. R. was himself attacked, and simply used such means as he found convenient to chastise and disable the insolent rascal that had stricken him with a bludgeon. No bowie knife was used, and the negro is now well, though he richly de served death. Allen Williams is a negro of notoriously bad character, and was known when a slave as the most expert thief in the country. He was re cently taken out and chastised, according to the slavery standard, (as we are informed,) for having offered impertinence to respectable white ladies. No one went to his assistance, and the rascal yas left tied to a tree in the bone yard.— Tuscaloosa Monitor. Forney is exceeding wroth because the name of Lincoln street In Baltimore has been changed to Battery avenue. It was done on the anni versary of the assassination. VOL. 27. NO. 19 [From the New York Tribune, April 18. The White Fawn. “A COUNTRY MERCHANT” SEES IT, AND IS SHOCKED—HE DESCRIBES THE PERFORM ANCE, AND INDULGES IN SOME WHOLESOME COMMENTS THEREON. The curtain rose at eight and dropped at eleven o’clock, and for three long hours a large and apparently respectable audience witnessed the scenes that were presented with profound attention. I was surprised to note so little ap plause, for, though the spectacle is confessedly popular, and had already been presented over sixty nights, on'y a few manifested outward pleasure, and the people sat hour after hour perfectly quiet, gazing at those dancers, and seeming to me either fascinated or amazed. 1 remember very well that long ago, when La Bayadere was played in St. Louie, the applause, if such It could be called, was more astonish ing than anything I had ever heard. To a great extent the audience was composed of mer chants. bar-ffeepers, and river men, with a fair proportion of ladies. When the female dancers began to expose their persons, the applause consisted oi storms of claps and stampings; but when the exposure increased, and reached its full extent, though not to as great a degree ae the White Fawn, a series of screams and yells arose so loud, so terrific and unearthly, that they seemed to come from infuriated crea !u re !’-^ ot ' from . humau beings. I can explain the difference in no other way than by sup posing the New York audience so refined, and perhaps so religious, as not to permit itself to be carried away. These dancing women, as may be supposed, are as gpod looking as can be obtained. They are generally young, and, if old, such arts as are known to make them look young are used. Their dress can be described in a few words. It is fastened to the lower point of the shoulder by a narrow band ; it crosses behind along the middle of the shoulder blades; in front across the middle of the breast; it extends nearly twelve inches below the hip-joints, and the arm’s are bare. The lower limbs seem tightly cover ed with a thin flesh-colored fabric, and this is met at the base of the body by a garment of some kind of illusion goods, similar to what we used to sell for Grecian lace, lying in layers or puffs, and totally concealing al) that part ot the body. The feet are elegantly and lightly clad. The dancing is mostly confined to mak ing a display of the lower limbs, and a common and often repeated posture is to stand on one limb and to raise the other so as to form of the two a right angle. The latest improvement in this school of art and high culture requires a male assistant, who receives the dancer, in the midst of her dancing, upon some part of his person, so that her head and shoulders will be downward and fronting, or sideways to the audience, while her feet are in such a position that the illusion goods are displayed. One great feat is to have two at one time hang over his shoulders, or he, and several other dancers, combine, to obtain positions that will give va riety to the display. If this description is im perfect, I am certain that many of your readers will be able to correct me. A friend has furnished me a glass for the occasion, which, though not much dissimilar to those iu fashionable hands, was made for an other purpose, was of great power, and I could see which of the dancers were powdered, which had painted carmine lips, and which were padded. It was so powerful that what to most others appeared as charming faces showed me anxious and distressful eyes, and for the second time in my life I learned that a woman may have the most enchanting smile on het lips while her heart is sinking with despair.— As the hours passed one exposure was followed by another, and, if possible, by a new one.— The gaze of the spectator became rigid, each sat like a statue, and tired nature found relief in long drawn, fluttering sigh®. It was about an hour before the continued repetition began to have much effect, which was marked by each eeasing to whisper or to smile. Evi dently there was a determination to show no emotion, and to the last to gaze unmoved. But sgme are so constituted that, whatever may be their culture and refinement, they do not have this power, for these insensibly relax; each new exhibition was an assault upon an exposed and crumbling fortress, and, as such applause as arose at St. Louis was suppressed, the nerves alone could give an expression. Every man who goes to such a place at once looks to the ladies in the. audience, for he won ders what it is that can be attractive to their eyes. To every man the first sight is repulsive, audit can be no less so to a woman. The change in the mind seems to come gradually and by a process similar to acquiring a liking for unnatural, or even disgusting stimulants. We know a little, but perhaps enough, of mag netic influences, and it is not improbable that a woman’s ideas in such a place are second hand. In casting my glass around the audience, near the close of one of the most noted displays, I saw several ladies with trembling lips, but'lm a moment they assumed their accustomed firm ness, Finally, with little beauty and less mean ing, with a confusion of fern leaves, a reclining of partly nude figures, of Ascending and de scending designs, and amidst a gleaming and glare of various colored lights, the curtain fell on the infamous scene. Half stifled by the close air, choked and partly benumbed, the audience slid away like a guilty throng, many huskily remarking to others upon the splendor of the closing view. One of my impressions on beholding so many young women capable of adorning so ciety, and being made happy, yet so lost to shame, was that they felt it would be a greater shame to earn an honest living, or that they had sought it in vain. Turning to the audi ence, I could not help thinking that each had a poor opinion of each. The lady coining in with a gentleman either had been cold to her husband, or had left him, or was in a fairway to leave him, or she had never been married but had better be ; that gentleman, bringin o * a lady whose train swept the aisles, had other claims far away, or his domestic life was fever ish and unhappy ; and the young men, coming by themselves, had come to lay the foundation for domestic infidelity, and for a waste of op portunities and means. The saddest sight was in the young couples, with rosy cheeks and hopeful eyes. How many sittings are required to corrupt a young girl I do not know ; but 1 felt that no place can equal this for debauching the soul, and that when a girl, at last, is de lighted with these scenes, her day of ruin can not be far away. For, before one comes to ad mire these things, the finest sensibilities must be shocked beyond expression, and modesty— that especial jewel of the human soul—must be degraded to the dust. To sit in that place, hour after hour, calls into being such a feeling as never arises in any intercourse between those who love, and who hope to*be united, or between those who have been united lono-, - and it is unknown in any other condition of life. I would liken it to a mephitic vapor from the sea of torment and death, which finds an unguarded entrance to the soul, and wanders from cell to cell in the remote and profound depths of our being, till, at last, it comes into time and the present, and grapples with all the sweet charities of the heart. Social Anomalies.—The more a woman un dresses herself the more she is supposed to be dressed. The gayer the festive occasion, the blacker is man’s apparel. The louder the company, the stiller the cham pagne. The dearer the hands, the dirtier the treach ery. The slower the acquaintance, the faster the friendship.