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Georgia Cntsafcer. THURSDAY MORNING, NOV. 7, 1861, JOHN H. SEALS. EDITOR AND EROPRIETOR. PAR Tic EL A R S . Terms : Two Rollers, io advance. Register no letters. lu ordering the paper write yonr name and office plainly. lu ordering yonr paper changed from one office to anoth er, name both offices distinctly. Our terms require that the cash must he paid invariably In advance, and the reception of the paper will be an assu rance that the money bas been received. The editor of this paper will be absent from his office most of the time during the next Week or ten days; but a friend will officiate for him during his absence. The Delay Os this issue of our paper, was caused by an accident which happened to our second form, just as it was going to press at the regu lar time, whioh knocked the whole of our se cond page into pi. Tax Collector of Greene County, YY’c call attention to the card announcing J. H. English as a candidate for Tax Collector of Greene County. p. t excellent physician has been appointed in the Georgia Hospital, at Richmond, Va., where he is now actively engaged in tending our iek soldiers. The Index Suspended. We regret to see that the old 11 Index,” which has been so long published in Georgia, and which has been so well sustained, is compelled to succumb under the pressure. It was the last paper in the State wc expected to sec sus pende<L The following is the card of the Editor : Tint Index Suspended. —Yes, dear readers, with this number the “time-honored” organ is suspended. It is not a time for many words. We arc neither killed or taken prisoners, but our strategetie plans have failed in consequence of our allies failing to meet us in due time.— We therefore'retreat, as a military necessity, in order to make a better stand. We now in vite our allies composing the divisions of (Jens. Arrearage and Delinquent, to meet us prompt ly on the plains of Settlement, and thus ena ble us to force from the land the myrmidons of Cen. Embarrassment, by or before the loth of January next. If unforseen casualties should delay our final victory beyond that pe riod, we will issue our manifesto in lime, con taining full information upon the subject. The lied Mark, The marks each indicate a year of arrear age, and they look badly on the margin of your paper ; remove them forthwith by sending us $2 for each murk. We shall continue them until we hear from you. Benksactors. —What thou givest to the poor, thou securest from the thief, but what thou withholdest from his necessity a thief pos sesses. God’s exchequer is the poor man’s box ; when thou strikes! a tally, he becomes bedc^MOft. Tsfntfcy Ilallie. tl. • ■ \uLLdM n •**<» j" |- ■ m pa ~r Fr, 'iiw !■ more The chivalrous scribe thus IsdWflßPiy sums up the case and curtly calls for the verdict: Wc perceive that quite a number of radical ly inclined anti sluvery newspapers are enga ged in the up hill business of defending Gen. Fremont. They are wasting their ammunition. Fremont's defence is in his own hands. Let. him administer a good sound thrashing to the Con federates in Missouri, and his defense will be satistory ; let him fail, and he goes to the wall. Wc arc waiting for news from Fremont. Rend your UiJOle. Del ween thirty and forty years ago, there was a lad who hud a sister, and this sister was a missionary’s wife. She was ready to leave England, and go to Africa, and was on her way to London. Site passed through the town where her brother was at school. It was early in the morning, before the boys were up; but she was going to set sail* and she could not think of passing through without seeing her brother. She knocked at the door of the house, and awoke the servants They called, “ Robert, Robert.” Up he sat in bod; His sister went to him, and wished him good bye, and gave him a kiss, and said, “ Robert, read your Bible and again as she parted from him, she said very earnestly, “ Now, Robert, read your Bible.” She sailed for Africa; and in six months more she was in Heaven; for God took her. But these words of hers, “Ro bert ; read your Bible,” sunk in her brother’s heart. At last lie did read the Bible, and the great change was wrought in him also. And he is now, and has been for some time, a la borious and useful missionary in India. Saved ! Saved ! There is a world of joy shut up ill that lit tle word saved; How many a dawn of rich and golden beauty for the soul has it ushered in after gloomy nights of deferred hope and anxious watching ! It is always a sweet word to hear—a sweeter word to speak. So Tull of happy music when the lips utter it. The voice never breathes it, but the face becomes radiant with joy, and the eye sparkles with delight. Every chord of the heart vibrates with inex pressible pleasure, as its music fails upon the car long waiting in anxious expectation. It has a history of its own, written in the mingled experience of sorrow and joy of ma ny a soul. Few there are who have not utter ed it in more or less of fullness of its meaning ; few though whose soul it has not sent a thrill of delight, filling it too full for utterance.— Sound it out in the stillness of night, and some aching heart will take it up, and send it joy fully back again through the gloom and dark ness. Whisper it ever so softly, and there will be some soul that cannot contain itself for very joy. It if the avenue through which the soul breathes out its overflowing gratitude. Its whole expression is that of thankfulness. Saved ! and from what ? Ah! from a life of intemperance, of misery, of crime, of degra dation, of shame, of infamy, and from deuth If you have known, kind reader, what it is to have had the dear object of your heart’s best affections, snatched from any of these ca lamities, you have found no word that could so fitly express the outgushing thankfulness of your heart, as little word, Saved.— Ex change. The Georgia ' Literary and Temperance Crusader. hti Dinner with Him. The St. Louis Republican has many inter esting partieulurs relating to the battle of Lex ington, Missouri, among which is the follow ing : I saw one case that shows the Confederate style of fighting. An old Texan, dressed in buck-skin, armed with along riffe, used to go up to the works every morning about seven o’clock, carrying bis dinner in n tin pail. Ta king a good position, he banged away at tbe Federals till noon; then an hour, ate his his dinner, after which be resumed operations till six, P. M., when he returned home to supper, and a night’s sleep. The next day, a little be fore seven, saw him, dinner and rifle in hand, trudging up the street to begin again his re gular day’s work—and in this style he contin ued till the surrender. Affection. We sometimes meet with men who seem to think that any indulgence of affectionate feel ing is weakness. They will return from a journey, and greet their families with a distant dignity, and move among their children with the oold and lofty spieudor of an iceburg sur rounded with its broken fragments. There is hardly a more unnatural sight on earth than one of these families without a heart. A fath er had better extinguish his boy’s eyes than take away bissheart. Who that has experien ced tbe and Values syhnpatby and affection, would not rather lose all that is beautiful in nature’s scenery than be robbed of the hidden treasures of his heart 1 Cher ish, then, your heart’s best affections. In dulge in the warm and gushing emotions of of paternal love. Think it not a weakness.— Teach your children to love—to love the rose, the robbin ; to love their parents \ to love their God. Let it he the studiedobject of their domestic culture to give them warm hearts, ar dent affections. Bind yoa-rwhole family to gethsr by these strong cords. You cannot make them too strong. Parents nut Children. It is a mistake to suppose that children iovo the parents less who maintain a proper auth ority over them. On the contrary they respect them more. It is a cruel and unnatural self ishness that indulges children in a foolish and hurtful way. Barents are guides and counsel lors to their children. As guides in a foreign land, they undertake to pilot them through the shoals and quicksands of inexperience.- If the guide allows his followers all the liber ty they please ; if, because they dislike the constraints of the narrow path of safety, he ; allow them to stray into holes and precipices that destroy them, to slake their thirst in brooks that poison them, to loiter in woods full of wild beasts or deadly herbs, can he bo called a sure guide ? And it is the same with our children. They are as yet only in the preface, or, as it were, in the first chapter ot the book of life. We have nearly finished it, or are far advanced. We must open the pages for these young minds. If children sec that parents do not find fault without reason; that they do not punish because personal offense is taken, but because the thing in itself is wrong; if they see that while they are resolutely but affectionately refused what is not good for them, there is a willingness to oblige them in all innocent matters—they will soon appreciate such conduct its real kindness. TeTiows, wKi.cZ tit j of Friday evening us * ,^le classic game of Muggins in an up to7*a store. The night waned away io the sufAll hours, when it was suggested that they j| *• jilay for something.” This generally means j iajpr, cigars, tods, oysters, matters of that ! kir-d. But as it happened, all the saloons and such like “ dens of infamy ” were closed ; so to make the best of what forfeits were laying around loose. Me spied a box of McLane’a biljious pills, and proposed that every time a man jost a game he should take a pill. The novelty itstJ-fun of the idea took jvith the vest, and they went op playing with renewed interest. O was the first loser and he Ixilted one of the globular abom inations like a little man. G’——s turn came next, and be swallowed the penalty without winking ; and so the game went on. There were twenty-five pills in the box, and three of them were considered a dose tor all medical purposes. Me swallowed nine of them, G eight more, C gulped down six J took the remainder, while Jenks got off free. The game was hastily terminated at 3 A. M.— Dubuque Times. The character of a nation is read in its lit erature. Light-hearted and fickle France has a light and trashy litarature : stern Germany, one which is abstrusively speculative, giving rise to transcendentalism, and other isms, em bracing confused ideas of the essence of mind and matter, which no other than a German in tellect can grasp; thoughtful England has hers—one which is more practical and condu cive to a healthier state of morals than either of the others ; and America, too, has hers—a literature profound yet practical, abounding in tropes and figures, which speak to tl.e in ner soul, aud these enkindle those sympathet ic emotions of virtue which constitute its true dignity. The age in which wc live is one that is essentially utilitarian, and no other than a corresponding literature can meet the demands of the human mind. The days of romance and fiction) of utopian dreams and ideal con ceptions, are rapidly passing away, and giving place to a literature which has soul and body, one wliieh is exerting calm, soothing aud eleva ting influences on the mind. We would not be understood as opposing beauty of diction, rhetorical aposthrophes, and metaphors* such as are found in the works of Chatterdam, Ilcadly, and Ossian, but as contending that our literature should possess body as well as dress, and thought as well as beautifully constructed periods and sentences. As an individual dying of hunger cries for bread, so docs the mind emerging from the literary dearth of the dark ages call for thought, and for which American writers have made ample provision, and now invite all to come and drink deeply of their Pierian waters. Literature exerts a controling influence over the morality and destiny of communities and nations, and no country can guard with too much caution, the character of the literary productions circulated among the masses. If it be refined and moral, it will exert a corres ponding influence on the whole population ; if it be corrupt, the great body of the people must be so too. YVm II Hiss, of Baltimore, Ims been indic ted by the United States Grand Jury for trea son. Man’s but a vapor, roll cf woes, Cuts a caper, And down he goes.” Scott, McDowell, Harney, Fremont, and a number of Y ankee Generals have incurred the wrathful displeasure of the Northern populace, been superseded in their com mandsc And been compelled to hide their diminished "Reads.— McClellan, himself, the vaunted chief of the Federal army, does not secuiely holdjiis proud position. Gen. Jotleld, dressed up in a little brief authority, now reigns triumphant over theMoutb of Smithland. Let him profit by the hapless fate of his illustrious predecessors, and be not too exultant. Francis P. Blair, jr., member of Congress from the city of St. Louis, and Col. of the 14th Dutch Missouri regiment is already exerting his powerful influence to have his old personal friend, Elron Fishmore, appointed Provost Marshall over the head Os Little old Jofield. Shorn of his honor, and deprived of his position, Brig. Gen. Jofield may soon return to his former ignoble business of playiug Lager Beer and drinking Dominoes With the Dutch soldiers, spotting Secshers, and hurrahing for Old Abe and his ga-lorlous Un ion. Sic transit gloria, $c. —Nashville Patriot. The Fashions. We know of no class of our citizens who are moTe put out upon account of the blockade, than OU'T ladpr friends, who cafq|M the regular account of the We cannot say that we are glad for this, nor yet are we particularly sad. If, however, it shall cause our wives and daughters to learn a little good, hard common sense, we can s«y that we are truly glad. For years past, to a goodly number the Fashion plates have been of more interest than household duties. They have worshipped at their shrine with more than Eastern devotion, and we are sorry to say it, to the almost utter exclusion of all mental cul ture, relying almost entirely on dress and or nament to pass them through the world. It is indeed astonishing, when we think of it, that the ladies of this country have been bound by the fetters of Fashion so long ; compelled to follow, unconsciously it may be, every whim and caprice of the Empress of France. One of the royal family having died in France, all the dresses and bonnets which the ladies wear must needs be dark, or trimmed with some thing of that color, so said the Empress, and what lady dare disobey. And still, blindly, foolishly, if you will did the votaries of fash ion follow her. YVe hope anew era has dawned, and that hereafter, reason and not blind instinct may guide our ladies in the matter of dress. If it is necessary that we should have a change of fashions, lot them establish their own board at home, or else let them do as they did in the “good old times,” each one dress as her own taste dictates, and her means will permit. We confess, candidly that we would not desire to see the fashions of a hundred years ago reviv ed, but anything, sooner than the blind ad hesion which has so long been given to fore ign Fashions. These are plain truths, and if they are not relished, the fault lies not at our door.— N. G. Whig. ADDRESS Os Col. Thomas to the 15th Regiment, Georgia Volunteers after the morning drill on the 17th October, 1861, at the camp near Cen trcville. sur^ un | lil6 ( ken so often however that I will not venture to prophesy with perfect certainty. I, like yourselves, have never been in battle. It will lie a novel sensation to me as to you. But by enquiring among those who have seen and felt it, 1 have learned something” that perhaps would be useful a” 1 interesting to you. The great object our „..emies seem to Lave in view, is to invent, some means or to find some plan, by which they can kill us without being hurt themselves. If we adopt some method to cir cumvent this single feature of their tactics, they are helpless, and we have them at our mercy. The sole thing, therefore, necessary is to go up close. YVe are told some of the rifles in your hands will kill a man half a mile Don’t you believe it, it is all stuff. No gun will kill a man that far, and if they could, no one can hit a man three hundred yards with any certainty. You go up within a hun dred yards or less, aud then your marksman ship will tell. Get clsse to them, stand firm, aim well, and not a single regiment they have will stand before you five minutes. But their artillery—their terrible big guns —we hear they have two hundred of the finest pieces of artillery in the world. YVell, I hope it is true—we want the guns—we are entitled to them—we know how to use them, and they don’t—and Providence never intended that fine cannon, nor anything else, should be held by those who understood not their use. After diligent inquiry, I can hear of but one single man on our side killed by their cannon at the battle of Manassas Plains. Providence fought with us at Manassas. He will fight with us again if wo are brave. He loves valor, and He loves a valiant, soldier. He will help us, but He will not drop cannon down to us out of the skies. He expects to help us by putting it into the hearts of our enemies to bring the cannon in our reach, and there he expects us to take them. Another marked feature of the fight, if we get into one, you will find to be the whistling of the shells. Our enemies have 'Succeeded admirably in constructing a harmless instru ment, which makes a curious and unpleasant noise, and it has this wonderful peculiarity; it seems to be coming straight' at every man who hears it. Now, we know it can’t be com ing at but one man, or at most, two ; and the truth is, it is coming at nobody. You have nothing to do but pay close attention to your hind sight, and the whistling of the shells will, after a little, become rather a small matter in the grand drama you are acting. The man who hears thunder is never struck by the light ning. The great implement of death in war you hold in your own hands—the musket and bayonet—and your enemies have none better or more terrible. Another feature of the fight will be the fall, ing of the killed and wounded. It is a trying thing to a man to seo his friends fall side by side, and our first impulse is to carry them to the rear. But remember, the best way to save your wounded is not for five or six to leave the ranks, and thus weaken and break your line. This will insure his destruc tion and your own by the trampling and bayo nets of your enemies. Y'our wounded friends ought to be in the rear, and you ought to be between them and the foe. Now, the plainest and most effectual way to do this, is to close ■up your ranks and advance on the enemy. Soldiers you fight for your liberty, your country, your wives and your children. You cannot afford to be defeated. Your fate would bo “ hewers of wood and drawers of water ” to an enemy you abhor. Your enemies are bought with a price—fifty dollars per head bounty and large pay induce them to enter the ranks to destroy your rights. Can you yield to such a foe ? With one powerful blow let us crush them, and return home to oar families and friends. An Accident of the Battle of Gauiey. A correspondent of the Richmond Dispatoh gives the following: As soon as our pickets had been driven in, and was momentarily expecting an attack from the main body of Gen. Hosencranx, the Fif tieth Regiment, under the command of the gallant and accomplished Col. A. Y?. Reynolds, was ordered to take the advance, which he did with his characteristic bravery and alacrity.— Almost as soon as be had assumed his position behind the entrenchments, the booming of the cannon and the rattle of the musketry told too well that many a warm and brave heart would cease to beat ere the setting of the sun. Marching on to attack him were two full regiments, under command of his former friend and classmate, Gen. Benham. What a strange spectacle is presented ! From the time they entered West Point, up to the break out of these unfortunate difficulties, tbpy had been devoted friends. *They had been in the same class, they had demonstrated the same pro blems, and, finally, had learned the same mil itary science. Let us see who made use of their knowledge. There stood our brave Colonel in command of the right wing of his regiment, and the gal lant Major C. Thornborn, who had more than once taught the vandals a severe lesson, in command of the left; both of whom though fully aware of the fearful odds they had to contend against, wore a determined aspect, and fear seemed a stranger to their bosoms. On came our Colonel’s former friend and clasmate with his horde of vandals ; but still we neither moved or fired a gun. They had almost reached our entrenchments when the clear distinct voice of Col. Reynolds rang out “ fire !” and so deadly was our aim that one Yankee Colonel, with many of his comrades, bit the dust. Recovering from their confusion, they made another firce attack, but were again repulsed. For four long hours, until night separated them, did these two class mates fight. Time after time did Gen. Benham, with im mense numbers, make desperate and fierce at tacks upon our entrenchments ; but again and again did our gallant Colonel, with his noble band of Sparlaus, repulse them. The Recognition of the Southern Conteil eracy not Remote. Up Io the present time the Confederates have been successful in every field—at Bull Run, Springfield and Lexington. How is the question of Secession be decided ? Accord ing to the modern theory of European nations, as exhibited in the eases of the revolted Amer ican colonies, of Spain, Greece, and Belgium, dr. facto independence must be recognized.— The time, perhaps, has not arrived when this question can be put to any foreign State, but the fact of virtual independence nevertheless exists, and the period of decision cannot long be postponed. But why are the American continue an unnecessary and fratri cidal war, whic-wJ II experience, up to the pren senrume, snows it unlikely to be accompanied by any lasting triumphs ? On the plainest grounds of humanity, compromise would be infinitely preferable to a continuance of hos tilities. The North now hopes, by its successful na val expeditions, to seize the cotton crops of the South, and to provide for the necessities of Eu ropean manufacture. But we are at a loss to know by what process the free-traders of the South can be reconciled to the prohibitory and exclusive tariffs of the North. We lament the unhappy differences which now appear to be almost irreconcilable ; we admit the impossi bilily of expecting the South to contribute to the expenses of a war waged for its conquest and subjugation ; but we still have a gleam of hope when considering the protracted and mu tual hesitation and delay of the belligerents, we see in the not distant horizon the acknowl edgement of that principle of separation and of individual State sovereignty which is now equally valid and true as it was when the Uni ted States first achieved their independence.— Foreign nations have only to keep aloof from the contest. Premature recognition would be both unjust and inexpedient; but the course of events appears to be forcing some notion in this direction upon foreign Governments.— YVise and timely compromise, accompanied by the amicable renewal of political and commer cial relations, ought to be the polioy of the Federal Government; but whether this lesson has been taught is a problem which must be left to future history ; at present it is a specu lation not sufficiently illustrated by the small skirmishes which for some time past have marked the progress of the American civil war-— London Post. Jolinston aud Beauregard. The Manassas correspondence of the New Orleans Picayune paints the two great Gener als thus: I have had the pleasure of seeing General Johnston. He looks like a General. He is about 5 feet 8 or ‘J inches in height, good form, very erect, handsome face, thick moustache, and beard somewhat sprinkled with white.— His hair is slightly grey. His organs of be nevolence and veneration are extremely large, and his eye very full and large. He should talk well and fluently. He has the decided ad vantage over General Beauregard as far as ap pearance goes. Os the two at first sight, I would prefer Johnston. The differences be tween the two are, I imagine, these : Beaure gard is strictly a military man, and looks chie fly at military results. Johnston looks at po litical as well as military results. Beauregard has more oautiousness, and, I think, more determinaton —that is, Beaure gard would never give up, but would fight even agaiust hope. Johnston on the contrary, with his large bqnevolence, would look beyond mere resistence, and would not saorifice life when there was no hope in fighting. Political and other considerations would govern him.— But Beauregard would fight on, and fight for ever. Johnston having less cautiousness, I think would make the most daring moves and the most rash charges, and we all know that in even apparent rashness is often the extreme of prudence. Beauregard would probably be the safest commander in defence. Johnston would create the greatest enthusiasm, and in a desperate charge would succeed best. Both are able generals, and our rights are safe in their hands. Either is more than the equal of any officer in the Federal army. The Battle of Leealmrg. We are enabled to lay before our readers some interesting particulars of the great battle near Leesburg, received from a gentleman who was in the immediate vicinity of the fight. These statements, it will be remembered, em body observations made on the evening of the 21st, before Ihe full extent of our victory was ascertained. Tbe battle commenced early Monday morning, and lasted throughout the day. The Yankees crossed the Potomac the previous night, and continued to come over in large numbers as the fight progressed, until from eight to ten thousand were landed on the Virginia side. They were met by the forces under Gen. Evans, viz ; the Bth Virginia regi ment, Col. Hunton; the 13th Mississippi, Col. Featherston, and the 18th Mississippi, Col. Burt. The engagement very soon became gen eral, and the fighting was terrible on both sides, the Yankees being protected by a heavy forest, and having the advantage in ground and position. They were routed three distinct times at the point of the bayonet, and as often heavily re inforced. In one charge the Bth Virginia cap tured a splendid brass battery, and put its men to inglorious flight. T*‘e enemy were fi nally pursued to the river’s brink, where, be ing unable to recross with facility, they made a desperate stand, but their doom was sealed. Our brave volunteers charged them and scat tered liyhrieavea to the. winds an*» wa ters. Our innWmant states that they were cut. to pieces, and that the battle-field was thickly strewn with their dead and wounded. The prisoners, of whom a great number were ta ken, said without hesitation that our gallant troops “fought like devils.” The loss on our side had not been ascertain ed with accuracy on Monday evening, though our telegraphic advices have since reported it at three hundred in killed and wounded. This, however, is not comparable to the loss of the enemy. We have at this time no particulars ( except that Col. Burt, of the 18th Mississippi, was badly wounded, and Col. Tebbs, (of what regiment is not stated,) slightly. Our inform ant saw three hundred Y'ankee prisoners marching by, and upwards of two hundred more were captured. These men reported that at least eight hundred of their comrades were drowned while attempting to recross the Po tomac. Our troops fought under great disadvanta ges. They underwent a heavy march on the previous day, with but two meals; slept on their arms in the open air all night, and went into battle on Monday morning with but an apology for a breakfast. They fought all day, without refreshments of any sort, and with out reinforcements, against a vastly superior force, to which constant additions were made from the Maryland shore. Truly, Providence has once more prospered our cause. Our vic tory is glorious and complete. Not one man on our side exhibited any signs of fear, but all fought desperately and bravely ; to adopt the language of our informant, “as only gentle men can fight.” The object of this movement of the Feder alists seems to have been to outflank our army on the left, as a part of McClellan’s plan for an advance upon our lines. The result was so disastrous that the aspiring Federal Gener al may have to draw largely upon his straget ical science in the adoption of some other me thod ; or possibly he may be superseded in consequence of this great reverse at the OI lilfc * f - \ Other verbal accoun ts of the battle on Mon day represent that the scene at the river, when the enemy attempted to recross, was {earful. The rattle of musketry, and the sharp crack of the Mississippi rifle, mingled with surieks of drowning men, and the panic was scarcely less wide-spread than that of the 21st of July, just three months before. The Federal priso ners, numbering 523, were under guard on tile battlefield of Manassas yesterday morning. Later. —Among the casualities on our side were the following : Lieut. Benjamin G. Carter, Bth Virginia* slightly wounded. Privates Hatcher and Don ahoe, of the same regiment, killed. Doctors Martin and Brock, thought to be of Mississip pi, badly wounded. Col. Burt’s wound, though severe, is not con sidered mortal. Col. Tebbs is Lieut. Col. of the Bth Virginia. The First Company of Howitzers were not in the fight, no artillery having been engaged on our side.— Richmond Dispatch. Richmond, Nov. 7.—The Richmond Whig of this morning publishes the following from Centerville, within hearing of the enemies guns: k November 3, 1861. To the Editors of the Whig : Gentlemen : My attention has just been called to an unfortunate controversy now going on in relation to the publication of a synopsis of my report of the battle of Manassas. None can regret more than I do this knowledge of authority that the President is sole judge of when and what parts of the report of a com manding officer may be made public. I, indi vidually, do not object to delaying its publica tion as long as the War Department thinks pro per and necessary to the success of our cause ; meanwhile I do entreat my friends not to trou ble themselves about refuting slanders and ca lumnies aimed at me. Alcibiades, on certain occasions, resorted to this extraordinary meth od to occupyjhe minds of his traducers. Let, then, that synopsis answer the same purpose for me in this instance. If certain minds can not understand tho difference between patriot ism, the highest civic virtue, and office seek ing, the lowest civic occupation, I pity them from the bottom of my heart. Suffice it to say, that I prefer the respect and esteem of my countrymen to the admiratien of the world. I hope for the sake of our cause and country, to be able with the assistance of a kind Provi dence to answer my caluminators with new victories over our national enemies ; but I have nothing to ask of the country, govern ment or my friends, except to afford me,all the aid they can in this great struggle we are now ongaged upon. lam not neither a candidate, or desire to be a candidate, for any civil office in the gift the people or Executive ; the aim of my ambition, after having cast my mite in the defence of our sacred cause and assisted to the best of my abilities in securing our rights and independence as a nation, is to re tire to private life, my means permitting, nev er again to leave my home unless to fight anew the battles of my country. Most respectfully your obe’t serv’t, G. T. BEAUREGARD. The morning papers say that Gen. Lee, left this city yesterday to take charge of the com mand of the coast defence South of Virgian. John C. Breckinridge has been appointed a Brigcdier-General. , From Ihe Soul hern Field am] Fireside. A Voice From Virginia If there is any talent, and literary streugh in the South, now is the time for its develop ment. Now is the time to perform great deeds —the time Io th>nk great thoughts, aud to give others the benefit of them. While our broth ers, sons and husbands (God guard them !) are devoting themselves tc Ihe task of freeing our dear land from Northern tyranny, shall we women do nothing ? I know we can sew and knit and help to keep them comfortable - some, unencumbered with household cares, can even nurse the sick and wounded : but we can do more than this. YVhilea woman’s hands are at work her mind is busy also ; great, noble and beautiful thoughts will spring up while she is engaged in the meanest occupations - thoughts which if committed to paper might encourage the despondent, enlighten the igno rant—carry, in short, the very sunlight Heaven into dark places. If you once arouse the energies of a true-hearthed, intelligent wo man (and with such the South abounds,) there is no limit to what she can accomplish. It is our privilege to live at a time very trying to the heart and nerves of the weak, loving and helpless, but a time also when we may lay up treasures for after years in the shape of good deeds and strong earnest thoughts. Do not our hearts throb with high patriotic sentiments, and overflow with sympathy for the sorrowing hearts and desolate homes of cur iandtf When* let us se«e the «pen» these thoughts and feelings so-th to the world. Write a few lines to console the heart-broken wife—the aged mother ; assure them that be. tween them and every true female heart in the South there is a bond of union. Y'es, heroic, sorrowing sister, perhaps hundreds of miles away, 1, whom you beheld, in thought take you to my heart this moment! I too have seen my loved ones depart for the scene of con flict, and I know what you feel. God bless and comfort you! Do you not despond even if they went only to find graves ; they died not in vain—glorious martyrs that they were! Mothers, sisters—wives of heroes—be oi good cheer—God is merciful. Many of my Southern sisters have come out in the columns of the Southern Field and Fire side, urging us to put forth our best exertions for the establishment of a Southern Ladies’ Magazine, and I want to raise my feeble voice (away off here in Virginia) on the same subject. Uriah lleep was not ‘humbler’ than I am with regard to my literary attainments, but my whole soul is in this work ; I am willing to do my best—what can Ido more? Our country is full of scenes and associations calculated to call forth all the poetry of our nature. Every woman among us who has any cultivation drawn out by the objects which meet her gaze, and the circumstances which transpire around her every day, feels herself endowed with fa cilities which shenever before dreamed of posses sing—feels that with a little encouragement she may be able to let the world know she is not quite an ignoramus. Let her then try ami help this cause some way. YY’itl my giited Bisters allow a woman un known to fame to take an humble place in their ranks ? I know I can only be one of the ‘lesser lights-’ I don’t expect to shine with any remarkable brilliancy beside those who have so decided advantage in the way of talents but I want the priviledge of saying in after years that I helped the work in desire. YVitii a yearningd^ny^^A4MßßMMH«|nffidH name, I offer whatever talents I possess. 1 am a eery young sister—what I shall be here after, time will show. Katie Hall. Lynchburg, Va., October, 18G1. Respect Labor—A'Word for Work. A gentleman is a man who is gentle. Ti tles, graceful accomplishments, superior cul ture, princely wealth, great talents and genius do not constitute a man with all the attributes needed to make a gentleman. He maybe awk ward, angular, homely or poor, and yet belong to the uncrowned aristocracy. His face may be bronzed at the forgo or bleached at the mill —his hand huge and large—his patched vest, like Joseph’s coat, of many colors—and he may still be a true gentleman. The dandy is a dry goods sign, and not a gentleman, for he depends upon honor and virtue for his pass port to good society. “ The man who has no money is poor—he who has nothing but money is poorer than ho,” and is not a gentle man. Some of the mo t distinguished men in the world of letters—in the world of art—have been unamiable—gross—vulgar—ungentle— consequently not gentlemen. “You are a plebean,” said a patrician to Cicero. “lam a plebean,” said the eloquent Roman ; “ the nobility of my family begins with me ; that of yours will end in you.” I hold that no man deserves to be crowned with honor whose life is a failure ; and he who lives only to oat and drink accumulate money is a failure. The world is no better for his living in it. He never wiped a tear from a sad face—never kindled a fire upon a frozen hearth. I repeat with emphasis, he is a failure. In his is heart he worships no good but gold, liven here at tho South there are persons who deem it discreditable and uugentlemanly to labor, hence vast multitudes of young men shirk the road of toil and rush headlong into professions and positions for which they aro totally dis qualified. There is a true dignity in labor, and no true divinity without it. He who looks down scorn fully on labor is like Hermes, who had a mouth and no hands, and yet made faces at those who fed him—mocking the fingers that brought bread to his lips. He who writes a book, or builds a house, or tills a farm, or follows any useful employ ment lives to some purpose, and contributes something to the fund of human happiness. Look at the farmer, he has a share in the bank ; but bis bank is a bank of loan, his share is a plow-share, and the more his share breaks his bank, the greater will be his dividends.— He need not send his notes to New Y’ork to be redeemed, for nature has endorsed them. Garibaldi, the greatest hero of the age, is a working man. Henry Clay was the mill boy of the slashes. Daniel YVebster knit liis iron frame into strength by working on his father’s farm when young. The men who have blood enough in their veins to work the brain mills upon their shoulders, arc men who labor.— Fc change. Evils in the journey of life are like the hills which alarm travellers upon their road; they both appear great at a distance, but when we approach them we find they are less insur mountable than we had imagined.