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OULD respectfully announce to the .W public and their Old customers, that they have recently made extensive additions to their stock of goods. We are now prepar- ed to offer an assortment not to be surpassed in Fairfield Count , in quality or price. We would call particu or attention to our stock of Watches, which is larger than ever before.— We have a fine lot of Ladics’ Swiss Watches m gold cases, at prices varying from $20 tO $75, which we can recommend as beintr cor- rect tune keepers. Also, Gentlemen’s W’atch- cs, In Silver and gold cases, at any price from $5 to $.00. We buy of the best importers in New York, and alto other for cash, so that our facxlltics for selling cheap could not be ‘ eater. Our stock of Jewelry, Silver and lated Wares was never better than at pres- ent, and comprises all of the latest styles that are manufactured. A. JACKSON & BRO. Ethe death of General Mitchell, the soldier- gastronomer, appeared in the N. Y. Evening éPostz— NB! M.S'.I'ONE,Z Office in Mar- - t152 _ fl ville, 75, 200 ; Pittsburg, 130,000. _ For the Gazette. Death in the Hospital. Sighing, groaning, listless, turning, Paint and weak with fever burning, Lies the soldier on his bed; In the ward among the (lying,. Where was heard the strong man’s sighing, As the gloomy moments sped. Fair his brow, in many a cluster Hung his hair of auburn lustre Round his wan and palid cheek; O’er his face the fever flushes, Mantled llke the timid blushes 0f the maid who fears to speak. Now his fever’d thoughts are roaming To the cottage in the gloaming, Where he play’d III childlsh years ; I-Ie recalls a father’s blessing, And a mother‘s fond caressing, And a sister’s parting tears. Now his fancy sees the raging Of the armies, fierce engaging In the stern and deadly strife ; Bombs are bursting, balls are flying, Wounded men are shrieking, dying, Cursing, groaning, moaning, sighing, As they yield the parting life. Once again he sees the mountain, And the little crystal fountain, Warbling by the trysting tree, Where of yore fond words Were spoken ; Hopes were rear’d—now to be broken Where no vulgar eye might see. Fainter, fainter grows his breathing; Yet a smile his lip is wreathing As his young life glides away. Now a murmur, now a tremor Like the shudder of a dreamer, Then all lifeless is his clay. Far from home and scenes of childhood, Where of yore he roam’d the wildwood, Died he with no loved one near. N0 kind voice was heard to cheer him, Friendly faces were not near him, His last earthly wish to hear. ' For the grave they have array’d him, And within the dead-house laid him, On the cold and creaking bier; Strangers have smoothed down his pillow, They will lay him ’neath the willow,— Will they shed a single tear? Washington, D. 0., Nov. 1, 1862. W General Mitchell. The following noble poem, occasioned by “0111 Stars.” “ may be the heavens with black.” His mighty life was burned away onm the Home Journal. A Story of Cdunterparts. A quiet, uneventful life was mine until I left the shelter of my father’s roof in Gorham, and accepted the desk of a book-keeper in the wholesale clothing es- tablishment of Shears and Prescott in the busy little city of Mton. But there, one fine afternoon in Octo- ber, just in the midst of an Indian sum- mer, I invited Lillie Prescott, with whom I was very nearly in love, to walk in the park with me. Her little hand in its delicate primrose colored glove, rested on my arm, her black eyes were lifted to my face. I felt particularly tender and confidential, and at peace with all mankind. We were speaking of the gorgeousness of the dis- tant hills, clothed as they were in their mantles of crimson foliage, when I was brought to a stop by hearing my name pronounced in a tone neither sweet nor agreeable. “Mr. Smith, I’ll just trouble you to stop a minnit!” V I looked up. A woman of fifty or thereabouts, effectually blocked up the sidewalk before us; indeed, her propors tious Were colossal. If ever I have seen the personification ofiudignation, I saw it in her expressive countenance. “Madam!” I exclaimed, retreating a little from the battery of gray eyes which she caused to bear upon me. "You needn’t ‘madam’ me,” she cried. waxing redder. ‘ “I’ll just trouble you to settle this little bill.” And she thrust an ominous piece of paper before my eyes, which read, substantially: RICHARD SMITH To Mas JULIANA DIConvs, DB. For six months board, 96 00 For “ ‘ washing, 12 00 3108,00 I returned the bill to her. “I owe you nothing, madam. I never - saw you before in my life.” “You needn’t lie to me!” cried she, setting her arms a-kimbo. “I haint kept By Carolina’s fiery sun; The pestilence that walks by day Smote him before his course seemed run. The Constellations of the sky, The Pleiades, the Southern Cross, Looked sadly down to see him die, To see a nation weep his loss. “Send him to us,” the stars might cry—- You do not feel his worth below; Your petty great men do not try The measure of his mind to know. Send him to us. This is his place, Not ’mid your puny jealousies; You sacrificed him in your race , Of envies, strifes, and policies. His eye could pierce our vast expanse, His car could hear our morning songs, His mind, amid our mystic dance, Could follow all our myriad throngs. Send him to us! no martyr’s soul, No hero slain in righteous wars, NO ruptured saint could e’er control A holier welcome from the stars. Take him ye stars! take him on high, To your vast realms of boundless space. But once he turned from you to try His name on martial scrolls to trace. That'once was When his country’s call Said danger to her flag was nigh, And then her banner’sstars dimmed all The radiant light which gemmed the sky. Take him, loved orbs! his country’s life. FreedOm for all-for these he wars; For these he welcomed bloody strife, And followed in the wake of Mars. .<.> A War _Hymn. BY THEODORE TILTON. Thou who ordainest, for the land’s salvation, Famine, and fire, and sword, and lamenta- tion, Now unto Thee we lift our supplicatiou,—- God save the Nation! By the great sign, foretold, of Thy Appear- ingr— Coming in clouds, while mortal men stand fearing,— Show us, amid this smoke of battle, clearing, Thy chariot nearing! By the brave blood that floweth like a river, Hurl Thou a thunderbold .from out Thy quiver! Break Thou the strong gates! shiver! Smite and deliver! Every fetter Slay Thou our foes, or turn them to deri- non,— Till, through the blood-red Valley of Deci- sion, Peace on our fields shine, like a prophet’s vision, Green and elysiau! Independent. Aflfi.» RThe gaps in the Blue Ridge through which an army can pass—of which we hear so much—are seven in number, viz : Vestall’s eight miles from Harper’s Fer- ry ; Snicker’s, 24 miles from the ferry, through which passes the Alexandria and Harper’s Ferry Turnpike; Ashby’s, 38 miles from Harper’s Ferry, through which to Winchester. Fourteen miles below A shby’s is Manassas Gap, through which runs the railroad; eight miles below is Chester’s 'Gap, 8. road not much travel- ed, passes through it ; 20 miles still fur- ther down." is Thornton’s Gap, through which the supplies for Lee’s army were hauled in. wagons from Gordonsville and Culpepper. It is probable that the main body of the rebels made good their re- treat thu‘ough: Thornton’s Gap some days ago. ' «.>> mln a published list of ten of the chief cities of the country, Newark is put down as the tenth city, with a population of 71, 914. We find on looking over the list of cities, that Buffalo is set. down at 84,100 ;San Francisco, 78,073 ; Louis- passes a branch pike from the Alexandria . a genteel boarding house fifteen years for nothing, sir! You’ll either fork over on the Spot, or I’ll take the law.” ‘-‘Ta_ke it,” remarked I. “You’re we!- come to it.” “You think to sarse me, young man. Remember what you promised. I’ll have you took up for it, as sure as my name’s Diggiusl I’ll larn you better than to de- ceive a trusting widder woman in that way you desateful hypocrite!” “Madam, you insult me. I—" “Oh, it looks well for such as you to stand on your dignity. Mighty lofty all at once. You’ve forgot the cream flap- jacks I used to make, and the kisses you used to give me every evening after the rest of ’em was gone to bed. You’ve for- got the half dozen shirts I made you and never Charged you a cent. You’ve for- got that you solemnly promised that you’d marry me last Tuesday morning. You’ve forgot that, have you?” “Yes-—-yes—I—ncver—-uol” Itammer- ed I, dropping Lillie’s arm in consterna- tion. “Do you dare to deny it?” cried she in a rage. Yes forever and a day afterwards," I roared out.“ “Do you think I would mur- ry an old termagant like you? I’d soon- er wed my grandmother.” Isaw the fire flash up in her eyes.— The widow was waxing dangerous. I dodged the reticule she aimed at my head, and fell over backward as she charged upon me with her half-mourning parasol. Miss Lillie turned and fled. I thought discretion the better part of valor, so I leaped over a garden fence near at hand, and was immediately attacked by a large watch dog that sprung out of a kennel near by. I seized a. dahlia pole, and hurling it at the belligerent, made good my escapeby fording a duck pond and reaching the next street, from which I hurried home at the best pace I could command. I was resolved that I would not remain in Weston a day longer. Evidently there was in the city some other Richard Smith, for whose notorious self I was mistaken. I penned a hasty note to my employers—- giving my reasons for leaving them-— packed my tracks, paid my board, and marking my baggage “R’D SMITH, NEW HAMPTON,” I entered the cars for the 10- cality specified on my trunks. In selecting New Hampton as my des- tination, 1 had no very definite purpose in view; but in a place of its size I had no doubts of being able to .secure some lucrative situation, and the office of ‘Boots’ was better, if I could be left unmolested, than the station of the president, if I must lose my indentity, and be attacked by viragos in the street. It was near noon of the next day when the train whirled up to the depotat New Hampton. I alighted, and was hasten- ing down the platform to look after my baggage, when I saw a young lady, in a brown silk walking dress, earnestly re- garding me. As she caught my eye, she threw up her veil and sprung toward me. As the veil swept back, it revealed the loveliest face Ihad ever looked upon. I had never dreamed of anything half so beautiful. In involuntary admiration I stood still, She threw herself into my arms—her arms fell around my neck—- hcr velvet cheek touched mine—and such a kiss as she planted full on my lips!— my face was in a blaze. I felt as if I had been stewed in honey, with lavender for flavoring. She repeated the kiss—the munificent little angel!——exclaiming:—- ' “Dear, dear Richard! How delighted I am that you have come at last!” I was dumb. My mouth was scaled up with the sweetness of her kisses. I dared not speak lest I should dissolve the spell. “We have been-expecting you for four whole days. Only think what a period of suspense i” went on the soft voice of the lady, as, claspiug my hand, she drew me unresistiugly to a photon in waiting. “There, make yourselfeusy, I‘m going to drive. Isn’t it pleasant to be waited on, Richard!” The arch brown eyes sought mine, as drawing up the fur-lined robes, my com- paniou shook the reins over the white horses, and we were whirled rapidly away. “ Papa is so anxious to see you once more, Richard; but his rheumatism is worse to-day, and he could not drive down. William is absent on an errand for the bride. But I would come. I wanted so much to be the first one to greet you, dear Richard. “ Alice is so beautiful l and so deeply, beautifully hap- py l Richard you ought to be the most grateful man alive l” “I—-I-—believe I am !” exclaimed I, as reaching up her sweet face, the little enchantress favored me with another kiss, which, this time, I repaid with compound interest, and then blushed boiling hot to think of. 0 At this moment the phaeton stopped at the door of a fine old mansion, on an aris- tocratic street; and, mechanically, I a- lighted, and lifted out my companion. The hall door was flung open. The claspiug hand of the young lady drew me within the vestibule ; her musical voice called softly at the door of a boudoir. “ Alice, Richard has come !” Instantly the door flew open, and a dark-haired, beautiful woman came forth. She gazed at me an instant with unutter- able tenderness, and then embraced me, with a mingling of fervor an'd shyness ab- solutely bewildering. Verily, I was a favored individual. An elderly gen tlemau, supporting him- self by a cane, now came forward and aa- luted me, his “dear son,” cutting short everything I attempted to say by his joy- ful volubility. . The folding doors separating the sit- ting room and parlors, were thrown apart. I heard the subdued hum of voices, the rustling of heavy silks, and, waiting in the alcoved arch in an east window, I saw a clergyman in gown and bands. The elderly gentleman took the hand of the dark-haired Alice, and placed it in mine. . “ Take her,” he said with emot10n,“aud may God prosper you. We will have the most important thing first, and dinner af- terward. The guests are already getting impatient.” I glanced at Alice’s dress. It was bri- dal white ; and her beautiful hair was crowned with a wreath of orange blos- soms. The sight gave me a tremor. I felt weak and faint. My.pallor must have alarmed Alice, for she clutched my arm wildly, and gazed into my face with pain- ful anxiety. “ What is it, Richard? Are you ill? Merciful heaven l Hellen look at him! He is ill 1” “It is nothing—nothing l” I gasped. “Only I cannot—cannot marry you! 1”— “ O, heaven !” cried Alice, in horrible dismay ; and seeing she was about to fall I flung my arm around her for support. At this moment, the hall door was opened, and turning at the sound, I saw, with my own eyes, my second self enter the room 1 My exact counterpart, Rich- ard Smith, number two. His fierce eyes took in the‘scene with one sweeping glance. He rushed to- wards me with a wild ejaculation, and tearing the half-fainting Alice fr0m my arms, be planted his firm grasp on my throat. I put my hand on the some 10- cality of his body. “ What are you doing?” he thundered in my ear. “ What are you doing ?” I thundered, in response. “ Your life shall pay the forfeit l” he exclaimed, with‘ mad violence. “ The: man who has dared to win Alice Here- ford’s love shall die 1” “ Gentlemen,” interrupted the sweet vOicc of her whom they had called Helen, “ be patient ; there is some mistake,— Which of you is named Richard Smith ?” “ I am,” replied I “ I am,” replied my counterpart. “ But which of you is Richard Smith —the son of Archibald Smith?” “ I am,” said my second self. “ And I am not,” said I ; “ my father was named Robert.” Helen looked at me a moment, half in doubt, evidently, how to treat me after what had occurred. Finally she held out her hand: “I beg your pardon, Mr. Smith; it was all a careless mistake of my own.— Can you forgive me?” I thought of the kisses she had given me, and wished the same mistake might be made over again, though I was wise enough not to make known my wish “Let me explain,” she continued frank- ly. “We were expecting my brother Richard home from the South, where he has been for some four or five months past, and were quite sure that he would arrive on the train which brought you. He had been some years engaged to Miss Hereford, and the marriage ceremony was to take place immediately on his ar- rival. I went down to the depot to wel- come him, and because of the striking similitude in your respective personal ap' pearance, I mistook a stronger for my brother. That is all. Brother Richard, Mr. Smith is entirely blameless of any wrong. We gave him no time for ex- planation. Let me present you to each other as friends.” My counterpart shook hands with me, and begged my pardon for dislocating my necktie. I granted it, and begged his pardon for committing a like depreda- tion on his neck tie. And then, at a sign from the elderly gentleman, we all walked into thejdrawing-room, where, in a brief space of time, my counterpart was made the husband of the blushing Alice. The acquaintance so singularly begun with the Smith family, soon- ripened into friendship, and became one of the most precious of life’s blessings to me. Helen Smith had kissed me, and she could not forget it. If a man can get a woman to‘ think of him—it hardly mat- ters in what way—”be has a claim on her; it was so in my case. I believe that I never met Helen but she blushed at the memory which stole over her. Three months after our first meeting, she kissed me again, and called 1110 “Dear Richard.” And this time she was well aware that she was not addressing her brother. Is it a fortunate, or an unfortunate thing to have a counterpart? When I think of the boarding house keeper, I say “No;” bfit when I look at Helen, and recall the circumstances of our intro- duction, I am accustomed to say, “Yes.” w The President on the'New York Election. Orpheus 0. Kerr writes to the Sunday Mercury that on the night of the election in New York, “a high moral Democratic chap of much watch seal,” called on Old Abe for the purpose of telling him that “the Democratic party had been born again, and was on the point of protesting against every thing whatever, except the Constitution of our forefathers.” He found Old Abe cracking walnuts before afire, and proceeded to address him.— At the conclusion of his remarks, the Honest Abe cracked a walnut and says hé: “You say, neighbor, that the organi- zation still insists upon a vigorous prose- cution of the war?” The Democratic chap sliced a tooth- pick from the arm of the chair with his knife, and says he: “That is the pres- ent platform on which we are “E plan'- bus 1mm.” “Well,” says the Honest Abe, “I be lieve' that you mean well; but am remind- ed of a little story. “When I "was practicing law out in II- linois,” says the honest Abe, twisting the bow of his black necktie around from under his left car, “there was an old cock, with two sons, living near me in a tum- ble-down old shanty. He lived there until half his roof blew off one windy night, and then he concluded to move to a new house, where the chimney didn’t take up all the upper story. On the day when he moved, he’d got most all his traps changed to the other resi- dence and had sent one of his sons to see that they were all got safely indoors, when suddenly a shower commenced to come up. The old man and his other offspring, who had stayed to hurry him, were taking up a carpet from the floor at the time the first dose of thunder cracked, and the ofi‘spring says he, ‘hur- ry up, old crazy-bones, or we’ll be ketch- ed in the freshet before you get up this here rich fabric.’ The stem parent heed- the admonition, and went ripping away the carpet around the edges of the room, until he come near where the offspring was standing, and there it stuck. He pulled, but it would’ut come, and he says, says he: ‘Pcars to me that dod rotted tack must be a tenpenuy nail—it holds on so.’ You see, the old screw was very blind without his specs,” says the Honest Abe, buttoning his vest askew, “and he couldn’t see just where the tack was.— Auother pen! of thunder at this moment made the irascible offspring still madder, and he says, says he: ‘You'misabul old cripple, if you don’t hurry up we’ll be ketched, I tell you!’ As he made this dutiful remark he went stamping to the window, and at the same moment the can- tankerous tack came out, and the aged parent went over on his back with the carpet up to his chin. He got up and dusted, and says be: ‘Well, now, that is cur’ous—how sudden it went.’ Then he proceeded to rip'away again, until he come near the winbow, and there it stuck once more. The wild offspring saw him tugging again, and it made him so wrathy that he says, says be: ‘Why in the thunder didn’t you take out the nails first, you crooked old sinner, you? It’s enough to make me weep afresh for the old woman, to see how you—’ But he didn’t finish his observation; for, as he walked toward where the hammer lay, the tack came out, and the old ’uu went _to bed again under the carpet. Up sprang the sad-parent, spitting rags,.aud he says, says he: ‘Well, now, how car’- oua—to think it should come so sudden!’ L Still on he went, until the carpet was all up from around the edges; but when he tried to drag it away on his shoulders, it was fast somewheres yet. R—r—riim— boom! went the thunder; and says the infuriated offspring, says he: ’Well, I never did see such a blunderiug old dad as you be. we’ll be ketched in the rain as sure as" grasshoppers; and all because you didn’t take my advice about the ham- mer in the first place.”' The poor old ’un tagged, and pulled, and pasted, and says he: ‘Well, now, that is curious, I swan to massey. There can’t be no tacks way out in the middle of the floor here, can they?’ To make sure, the old blind-pate was going down on his knees to take It gave a start, and he says, says be:— ‘Why, ’pears to me, Sammy, you’re stand- in’ on the carpet yourself" And so he was—so he was,” says the Honest Abe, smiling into the fire, “and that was the reason why the carpet had stuck fast in so many places.” “N ow,” says the Honest Abe, poking the Democratic chap in the ribs with his knuckles: “if your organization wants me to move vigorously in this war, tell them not to be standing on my carpet all the time. Otherwise, I must still keep tack- ing about.” The Democratic chap had been slowly rising from his chair as the small moral tale. drew toward its exciting conclusion, and at the last word he fled the apart- ment with quivering watch-seal. Our President, my boy, has a tale for every emergency, as a rat-trap has an emergency for every tail. _.o-‘. - Gen. Halleck to the Secretary of War. HEADQUARTERS or THE Arum} WAsHINCTON, October 28, 1862; Hon. E. M Stanton, Secretary of War: SIR—In reply to the general interroga- to’ries contained in your letter of yester- day, I have to report— First—That requisitions for supplies to the army under General McClellan are made by his staff officers on the chiefs of bureaus here—that is, for Quartermas- ter’s supplies by his chief Quartermaster on the Quartermaster-General; for' Com- missary supplies by his chief Commissary on the Commissary-General, &c. No such requisitions have been to my knowl- edge made upon the Secretary of War, and none upon the General-iu-Chief. Second—On several occasions General McClellan has telegraphed to me that his army was deficient in certain supplies. All these telegrams were immediately re- ferred to the heads of bureaus, with or- ‘ders to report. It was ascertained that in every in stance the requisition had been immedi- ately filled, except one where the Quar- termaster-General had been obliged to send from Philadelphia certain articles of clothing, tents, &c., not having a good supply here. There has not been, So far as I could ascertain, any neglect or de- lay in any department or bureau, in issu- ing all supplies asked for by General Mc- Clellan or by the officers of his staff.— Delays have occasionally occurred in forwarding supplies by rail, on account of the crowded condition of the depots or of want of cars; but, whenever n6- ticed of this, agents have been sent out to remove the difiiculty. Under the ex- cellent superintendeuce of General Haupt, I think these delays have been less fre- quent, and of shorter duration, than is usual with freight trains. An army of the size of that under General McClellan will frequently be for some days without the supplies asked for, on account of the neglect in making timely requisitions, and unavoidable delays in forwarding them and in distributing them to the dif- ferent brigades and regiments. From all the information I can obtain, I am of opinion that the requisitions from that army have been filled more promptly, and that the men, as a general rule, have been better supplied than our armies operating in the West. The latter have operated at much greater distances from the source of supply, and have had less facilities of transportation. In fine, I believe that no armies in the world, while' in campaign, have been more promptly or better supplied than ours. Third—Soon after the battle of Antie- tam, General McClellan was urged to give me infoi'matiou of his intended move- ments, in order that, if he moved be- tween the enemy and Washington, rein- forcements could be sent from this place. On the lat of Oct. finding that he par-V posed to operate from Harper’s Ferry, I urged him to cross the river at once and give battle to the enemy, pointing out to him the disadvantage of delaying till the- autumn rains had swollen the Potomac and impaired the roads. On the 5th of “cross the Potomac and give battle to the enemy, or drive him ,south. Your army must move now while the roads are good.” It will be observed that three weeks have elapsed since this order was given. ‘ Fourth—In my opinion there has been no such want of supplies in the army un- der General McClellan as to prevent his compliance with the orders to advance against the enemy. Had he moved to the south side of the Potomac he could have received his supplies almost as read- !in as by remaining inactive on,the north. mouse-eye view, when all of a sudden he ‘ October he was percmptorily ordered to . Fifth—On the 7th of October, in a telegram in regard to his intended move- ments, General McClellan stated that it would require at least three days to supply the First, Fifth, and Sixth corps; that they needed shoes and other indis- pcnsable articles of clothing, as well as shelter tents. No complaint was made that any requisitions had not been filled, and it was inferred from his language that he was only waiting for the distri- bution of his supplies. On the 11th he telegraphed that a portion of his supplies sent by rail, had been delayed. As al- ready stated, agents were immediately sent from ‘here to investigate this com- plaint, and they reported that every- thing had gone forward. 0n the same date (the 11th,) he spoke of many of his horses being broken down by fatigue.— On the 12th he complained that the rate of supply was only “150 horses per week for the entire army there and in front of Washington.” I immediately directed the Quartermaster-General to inquire in- to this matter, and report why a larger supply was not furnished. General Meigs reported on the 14th that the average issue of horses to General McClellan’s army in the field and in front of Wash- ington, for the previous six weeks, had been 1,459 per week, or 8,754 in all.— In addition, that large numbers of males had been supplied, and that the number of animals with General McClellan’s army on the Upper Potomac was over thirty- one thousand. He’also reported that he was then sending to that army all the horses he could procure. On the 18th, General McClellan stated in regard to General Meigs’ report, that he had filled every requisition for shoes and clothing. “General Meigs may have ordered these articles to be forwarded; but they have not reached our depots, and unless greater effort to insure prompt transmission is made by the department of which General Meigs is the head, they might as well remain in New York 0r Philadelphia, so far as this army is con: cemed.” I immediately Called General Meigs’ attention to this apparent neglect of his department. On the 25th he re- ported, as the result of his investigation, that 48,000 pairs of boots and shoes had been received by the Quartermaster of Gen. McClellan’s army at Harper’s Ferry, Frederick and Hagerstowu; that 20,000 pairs were at Harper’s Ferry depot on the 2lst; that 10,000 pairs more were on their way, and 15,000 more ordered. Colonel Ingalls, Aid-de-Camp and Chief Quartermaster to General MCClellau, telegraphed on the 25th:——-'“The suffer- ing for want of clothing is exaggerated, I think, and certainly might have been avoided by timely requisitions of regimen- tal and brigade commanders.” On the 24th he telegraphed to the Quartermas- ter-General that the clothing was not de- tained in cars at the depots. "Such complaints are groundless. The fact is the clothing arrives and is issued, but more is still wanted. I have ordered more than would seem necessary from any data furnished me, and I beg to re- mind you that you have always very promptly met all my requisitions, so far as clothing is concerned. Our depot is not at fault; it provides as soon as due notice is given. I forsee no time when an army of over one hundred thousand men will not call for clothing and other articles.” In regard to Gen. MeClellan’s means of promptly communicating the wants of his army to me or to the proper bureaus of the War Department, I report that in addition to the ordinary mails, he has been in hourly communication with Wash- ington by telegraph. It is due to General Meigs that I should submit herewith a copy of a tele- gram received by him from General Mc- Clellan. Very respectfully, ypur obedient servant, H. W. HALLECK, Gen.-in-Chief. GEN. M’CLELLAN To GEN. MEIGS. UNITED STATES MILITARY TELEGRAPH. [Received Oct. 22d, 1862—940 P. M. From Gen. McClellan’s Headquarters] To Brig-Gen. Mares:— Your dispatch of this date is received. I have never intended in any letter or dispatch to make any accusation against yourself or your department, for not far- nishing or forwarding clothing as rapidly as it was possible for you to do. I be- lieve that every thing has been done that could be done in this respect. The idea that I have tried to convey was, that certain portions of the command were without clothing, and the army could not move until it was supplied. G. B. McCLELLAN, Maj-Gen. W A MODEL SPEECH FROM GEN. ROSE- caANs.-—The following speech was made by Gen. Rosecranz, in Louisville, on the evening of Nov, 1, in acknowledgement of a serenade: “Citizens of Louisville, I must thank you for your'kind-compliment, and the band for the very excellent music; but as for making you a speech I cannot do - it, for I never made a speech. and it is not my vocation. For the honor, and unity, and the integrity of the nation, :I fight, and for that I am ready to die, if necessary. The great heart of the nation beats with the same feeling. I hope to meet you when there shall be no war, and we‘ shall all live as brothers of one nation, under one flag. I don't know that there is anything more that I can say to you. I thank you with a syncere heart.” I l , ‘ == Thoughts for a. Christian Sol- dier’s Burial. Extracts from a discourse pronounced by on. S. B. S. Bissell of Nor-walk, at the burial of Capt. Thomas ’12. Mad, Gr '7 007m... Nov. 10, 1862. of eemow " The hope of honorable burial and pos- thumous fame has ever been, in all ages, one of the strongest of the motives that sway the human soul. True this incen- tive is imperative for good on the minds of some; but are not such they whose whole natures have been totally depraved and perverted by the stronger passions and habits of vicious indulgence, 01' pa« ralyz'ed by morbid selfishness into asto- ical insensibility? Yet such a burial is the due reward of good men only. A virtuous life alone deserves an honored death.‘ All that can he demanded of our humanity, for the burial of those who have done wick. cdly or lived uselessly, is a ,decent inter! ment and the charity of silence. Our souls, so far as they are true and just, spurn, as a mockery against virtue, those false and flattering funeral eulogies which pride demands, and wealth or station procure, and which baseuess ofi’ers for the adorning of sepulchres which may be full of all uncleanness. No! let a virtu- ous community require, and let vice and selfishness be made to understand, that garlands of immortal glory shall be hung only upon the tombs that cover those who have lived worthily and died hon- orably. And is there not good reason at the present time, and in the existing condi- tion and tendency of the public mind, for a distinct rebuke and emphatic denial of the, apparently, prevalent sentiment that every soldier who enlists for us in this war is a hero, and a martyr if he dies?— How often do we hear it uttered, or in- timated, that our cause is so holy that it sauctifies our soldiers: exalts them all to honor if they live, and to heaven if they die! This is a mischievous delusion, and may lead to terrible mistakes. “God will render to every man according to his deeds,-—(and to every soldier, too,)—to them who, by patient continuance in well- doiug, seek for glory and honor, and im- mortality, (he will render) enternal life; but unto them that are contentious, and do not obey the truth, but obey unright- eousness, (he will 'render) indignation and wrath, tribulation and anguish upon every soul of man that doeth evil,— (whether he be soldier or civilian,)—but glory, honor, and peace to every man that worketh good: for there is no re- spect of persons with God.” This is the judgment-of God, and this should be our sentiment. Let no. mawkish patriotism make as false to truth, and prompt us to utter language dangerous to the souls of men. TU: contrary sentiment was worthy only of the fanatical Crusader or' of the False Prophet, Mahomet, whose assurances of Paradise to all who fell in their cause were ,an imposture and lie. Many brave and noble souls have gone forth in support of the Constitution and the Union, believing our cause to be that Of Law and Liberty, and that the issue . is to decide the fate of Democratic insti- tutions, the great question of the age,— self-government or despotism, the rights of humanity against the usurpation of j aristocracy: they have deemed that no ) toil, hardship, self-denial, or sacrifice, even of life itself, is too great a price to pay for the vindication of such a cause; and some of them have sanctified their offering with the Word of God and prayer animated by the highest motives which faith derives from the example of a Sa- vior’s sacrifice, or which love of man inf spires. But others, we fear, are urged to the field only by passion or pride, the lust of office, power, and fame; lured, it may be, by beauties only, and sordidly courting the price of blood. No! when we hear oaths of blasphemy, or inhale the fetid breath of intoxication from the lips of our soldiers, though they may be brave as Caesar, we say to ourselves, their’s is not the courage of Washington. The altar of patriotism does not sanctify such gifts; they are not worthy of the noble cause for which they volunteer; and if they fall as they live, God-defying and impenitent, they die without hope and go to their own place. God be merciful to them and lift them up to the platform of our noble cause! God be merciful to them, and lead them to enlist under the banner of the Cross, and make all our soldiers good soldiers of Christ! Soldiers of the Union! let religion ani- mate and purify your patriotic devotion, and sanctity your self-consecration to your country’s service. Let no profane hand be stretched forth to hold up the ark of our National Covenant! Let no blaspheming tongue join in the marching chorus “Glory, Hallelujah!” Learn that the Christian soldier is the truest hero, and the noblest martyr; and his alone in ,dying, shall be the song of victory over death and the grave, and the crown of eternal glory. «.>.§.___. ‘ ~—— Elias Howe, Jr., whose income 19 a quarter of a million a. year, carries 'the mail daily from Washington, seven mi'les,'to'the camp of the 17th Connecti- cut regiment, in which he is a private. _-—— By order of the President, Col. Thomas H. Ford, 32d Ohio, and Maj. Wm. H..Baird, .126th New York are dismissed from the service, for bad con- duct at Harper’s Ferry.
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