Or else he would have been behind in actual supplies, by virtue of donations to the poor and illy rationed. Such was the man. cipline of the whole army, fell far short of the average discipline of the infantry. The different arms of the service themselves, give the reason for this the one has opportunity for striking large and frequent, the other comparatively As a soldier, he united skill in command, with great nerve and a genuine military caution-never slumbering, bordering on excess none. Forrest stood in the Westof vigilance, and with a practical ern cavalry like some giant oak, judgment seldom denounced by beneath whose shade no herbage results. His mind was clear and grew-but near at hand were vigorous his reasoning was trees of lesser, but most respectsound, and with good perception of the motives and action of men his deductions were searching and intelligent. He was a practical thinker. Yet he was slower than most men of his powers to reach conclusions-but when reached, as stubborn as the hills. He was defective in system-and for this he has been denounced unjustly army, had stronger and more per for a want of, or neglect of, discipline. able proportions. Among these McCulloch was one of the largest, if not the very largest. It was the desire of Missouri, yea, and of that Mississippi, for which he had fought so long and so well, that he should wear the wreath due to such prodigal merit. No officer in the Confederate sistent recommendations for his promotion. Price and Van Dorn, Polk and Lee, Maury and Chal It may then be asked, where was this man's imperfection? - mers, endorsed pointedly by ForWe answer in his comparatively rest, and all urged by the united limited field, being rarely with Missouri and Mississippi delegafull discretion, but acting under tions in Congress asked it for him; orders, except as named, he had not once, not twice-but many, none. It is true he did not have many times. His brigade comthat dash, so peculiar to Forrest, posed of six regiments, with one Stuart and Ashby, and which was dissenting voice amongst its offithe wonder of armies, but he ap- cers, repeated the same recomproached it so nearly, that the military critic barely discovers the intermediate space between him and them. mendation several times. Yet President Davis never favored the request and so it passed on.He saw junior and less meritorious officers preferred to him, yet all He has been charged with looseness and want of discipline. We reply from a knowledge of all the without a murmur. Honest Iago Western cavalry, his was equal to with all his refined villainy, was that of any other brigade. The possessed of great worldly wisdiscipline of the Western cavalry, dom, and uttered many truths of doubtless, never bore a favorable the human heart, we see exemplicomparison with Stuart's or fied in every-day life. The qualified Hampton's-and the cavalry dis- application, which the intelligent Do well thrive by them; and when they McCulloch." have lined their coats, Do themselves homage; EGOMET IPSE. Drop the curtain, clear the stage, Played my part and played it well, - How my spirit's depths were wrung. Little did they deem the smile Beaming with such natural art, As the phosphorescent glare Gilding grave-yards with its glow, Here I quit my weary task Close the shutter-bar the door Dash aside the painted mask- Ceased the need for acting now- All alone?-nay I forget And unconscious falsehood trace, For the awful Egomet Stands beside me face to face! Ever present, fearful thing, Bend thy fleshless eyes on mine; I will stretch my spirit's chain, I will soar beyond control As before its God? Ah! no- Crumbles with its kindred dust. Oh! these thoughts, that seethe and surge!Oh! this frantic, fierce desire! I would pierce heaven's utmost verge And abstract supernal fire! Every human soul they cry, Bears God's image clear and plain Can a creature such as I, I whose dim, uncertain sense Scarce knows moral day from night, Partner of Omnipotence! Portion of Eternal Light! Maker! make my knowledge more, Clear these burning doubts for me- Raise me to my native skies! Dawn upon my darkened state- Let my soul assimilate To the Source whence it was made! Deem my questions not too bold- What is Right and what is Wrong? With our feeble fancies touch But the outward forms of things Nor with wandering thought so much As approach their hidden springs. I would sound their fathoms deep, - Is the earth indeed so round Must the soul be swathed and cramped If a mortal pining moan From the cheating world, instead, Wilt THOU hold him all accurst, Reverently I lift its seals- By the light that love evolves, All earth's glimmering haze grows bright; Faith is changed to perfect sight! FANNY DOWNING. TWELVE MONTHS IN SPAIN* We are on the Guadalquiver. gone, and fair, proud Seville is At the distance of many miles the lost to our view forever. And Cathedral still looms hugely and now what of the Guadalquiver? darkly against the clear sky. - A great historic river certainly, That huge, dark bulk is fading whose waters have borne the from our sight. At last, it is weight of mightiest armaments, Continued from June No. page 135. and sufficiently sung by poets, "as |