ward in this horrible carnage. The Government at Washington is growing uneasy and it is whispered that more than one member of the Cabinet is not only anxious to leave his seat, but to quit the country. Certain persons, known as "sporting politicians," are offering to bet odds that the Lincoln Administration will not winter in Washington! There is on all sides a "fearful looking for of judgments to come;" and we know not what a day may bring forth. Even Beecher's "Independent" newspaper has "gone over to the enemy," denouncing the war and all its conductors, from the Commander-in-Chief to the captains of squads. What are we coming to!

South. News from Europe! Messrs. Mason and Slidell have demanded, respectively, of the Governments of England and France the immediate recognition of the Confederacy. They ask no intervention, no aid; nothing but the simple act of recognition to which we are entitled by the custom and courtesy of nations. They demand it merely as a right: and surely it is one that can no longer be questioned, nor much longer be refused. While we have been fighting for our liberty, our enemies have recognised the independence of Hayti; and they have never been slow to recognise a people,

black or white, claiming even the shadow of a Government. We believe the answer to the demand of our Commissioners is "under consideration." There is no excuse for delay, since even our enemies, by a formal exchange of prisoners, have given us a quasi-recognition; and the acknowledgment of the Confederate Government on the part of the European Powers would in no wise change the relative positions of the belligerents; while the effect could only be favourable in putting an end to this accursed war, of which both parties have had more than enough. England and France are suffering for the want of our trade; and self-interest must prompt them to take steps that will lead to peace. The exports from England to the United States during the past year have fallen off about 75,000,000 of dollars. But once our ports are open, and free-trade proclaimed with all the world (except our enemies), and we will make up the balance to England within a twelvemonth. According to the estimate of Lieutenant Maury, it takes 20,000 ships and 200,000 men to transport the annual surplus of Southern products. The crops of a single year, springing from our inexhaustible soil, will pay for more than a year's imports; while our war debt is a private affair of our own, which will trouble

nobody. The Confederate scrip is payable in six months after the signing of a treaty of peace with the United States; or convertible into. twenty year bonds, bearing interest at eight per cent. per annum. And there will be no better negotiable "securities securities" offered in any market of the world. The soil of the South is a mine of exhaustless riches; while our Government is an elastic conservatism, free from all the practical defects of the Republic from which we separated. Even our enemies universally admit the manifold improvements of our Constitution. The North is sadly embarrassed with its troublesome element of Free-Negroism. The number of free negroes in the North has increased in the last seventy years from 60,000 to 500,000; and they are everywhere regarded as a nuisance, degrading white labour, and contributing largely to the number of convicts and paupers. Many of the Free States have taken steps to get rid of them. In the Slave States the negro is never a pauper, and rarely a criminal. Being always provided for, he has little temptation to steal. Governor Sprague, of Rhode Island, who has made his fortune out of Southern Cotton, is now recruiting a black brigade to cut the throats of his benefactors!

He will find that he

has in his hands a two-edged sword that will

cut both ways. That brigade of vagabond niggers, if Lincoln should be mad enough to accept them, will be the signal of "no quarter" on the part of the South. Our slaves even will meet them with the "black flag" flying.

When the war-cloud rolls away, and the sun of peace again smiles on our blood-stained fields -when the sickle and the scythe, in place of the sword and the bayonet, shall reap for us harvests of life instead of death, we shall spring at once to a career of happiness and prosperity without a parallel in the history of the world. Our nonage is already passed. Like a newborn, full-armed Minerva, the Southern Confederacy begins her independent existence in all the plenitude of wisdom and of power; and as the mother loves her babe the more for the anguish it has cost her "the day of woe, the anxious night"—so shall we cherish a more profound and patriotic devotion to our country for all those "pangs and fears which wars and women have," through which our national being has been won.

Midnight is past; the dawn is breaking. Alas! for the sleepers who wake not! Already the warm bosom of the "sunny South" begins to thrill to the Memnonian music of the morning, and exult in the glories of the coming day.

Let the Te Deum Laudamus be our first matin hymn; while all the nations of the earth rejoice to swell the glad and grateful anthem—as it was in the beginning-PEACE ON EARTH, GOOD

WILL TO MAN.

North. The night thickens; the storm increases; and our poor ship rolls heavily in the trough of the sea. The passengers are praying in the cabin, and the Pilot is trembling in the wheel-house. God of mercy, send us deliverance!