. 27.--A correspondent in Charleston
says, “Fight crops out everywhere, especially in the speech of youthful South Carolina
; like New York ‘Mose
,’ he is literally ‘spiling’ for lack of one.
You might deservedly apostrophize him as John Willett
did his son, ‘With his hat cocked, with a fire-eating, bilina water-drinking, swaggering, military air, too, are you going to kill the wintner, sir?’
substituting for the last-named person the name of our sorely-tried parent, Uncle Sam.
For information, I take up to-day's Courier
, the oldest and most respectable of Charleston
dailies, at random.
I find in it a communication, over the expressive signature of ‘Rifle,’ suggesting that one of ‘the crack regiments’ of the North
‘should charter a couple of steamboats and come on to Charleston
, to the rescue’ of the forts; that the first shedding of fraternal blood may be precipitated in a manner congenial to the aspirations of youthful South Carolina
The same paper chronicles an application for five hundred of Colt
's pistols, received from Alabama
, under the title of Short armaments
! Here, as a nineteenth century anniversary of the divine annunciation of ‘Peace on earth and good will towards man,’ (the Courier
, by-the-by, has a very pretty and decidedly pious editorial on the subject), we have the border ruffian spirit endorsed and approved of as the ultimatum
of human reason!” --Evening Post, Dec