Well may we exclaim with the poet: "Immortal heir of universal praise, Nations unborn your mighty name shall sound.
And worlds applaud that most not yet be found." poet
We have much reason to thank Divine Providence that President Davis, both an able statesman and a valiant warrior, governs the helm of State in this most critical conjuncture, great in the war and great in arts of sway.
Our armies are tied on by a galaxy of excellent commanders — McCulloch, Mcgruder, Johnston, Lee, Pillow, and last, but first of all. Beauregard, in whose hand our Northern foe may shortly find the conquering a word of Themistocles or Scythian Tamerlane. "May our banner bright, still float in light, when ages pass away, Good men shall ban the fiendish can, invading as to-day."
At the conclusion of the address, three cheers were given for Father McMahon, that would have fitted the air had they been raised outside beneath the azure vault of Heaved; three for President Davi