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From Charleston.
special correspondence of the Dispatch.

Charleston, Feb. 16, 1861.
The reports of Lincoln's triumphal speeches have caused in this whole community, among even those who had hoped he had some sense, sat universal feeling of nausea and disgust-- put on account of his dark forebodings as to coercion — for that is only for buncombe --but that man, who has been called to preside over this once great nation, should prove himself such a handling — so indirect — such a whining sycophant, as to ask a great motley on vocation of all the devil's imps there gathered to pray. To pray for who and for what !That sacred devotion of a heart burdened approaching to the Great ‘"I am,"’ in faith and has to God, is to be the work of a great crowd of the most ungodly wretches, thirsting for the blood of the South (but too dastardly to attempt to get it,) stands and looks at this old, low-bred buffoon, and when he hypocritically calls to his motley associates, ‘"pray for me,"’ they will equal hypocrisy, answer, ‘"Yes, we will pray for you."’

And then this august President elect, with in blushing effrontery, at a time when all the world looks with breathless anxiety upon our political affairs, the ‘"Rali- Splitter"’ walks but as though he had just waked out of a Rip Van Winkle nap, and foolishly asks, ‘"What is the has anybody hit ye? Is anybody hurt? What ails ye?"’ Alas, for America for Washington, Jefferson, Madison, Monroe, Harrison, Taylor and Fill more ! even for Van Huren, and for Pierce !--oh alas, alas, that such a man should ever disgrace the seat where once the Father of his Country sat!

But the last impudent of all his balderdash a text he should say that Henry Clay was a teacher. Did Clay teach him to keep his mouth shut when it ought to be opened; or when opened. You see like, to ask a dozen foolish questions in the place of giving some disclose a of his course as the President, in a few days to take the reins of government?--Henry Clay the teacher! and I am, says the Red Splitter, his (Clay's) Follower! And so that contemptible cur that trots under one of your mountain wagons, with six of your mighty monster wagon horses. The cur follows, but what is his strength and what his ability to get that wagon out of the mud? He only barks and bites if he can, and so will your President. But I am sick at the stomach. I'll stop.

I have nothing particularly interesting from the military, only that new recruits are continually coming in, and our streets are enlivened with martial music hourly, and defensive preparations are prosecuted vigorously, and in a week or ten days more we shall hate the floating battery all ready; yet it is hoped there will be no use for it.

Great domestic economy is being practiced here in all the walks of society. The ladies are wearing their old dresses and hats; fathers' old clothes are being converted in to garments for the boys, and we husbands wear our old suits through the week and to church on Sundays--which, with plain fare on our tables, make us as independent as ‘" wood-lawyers."’ Spunky women we have here, too. One lady of my acquaintance, in the Courier of last Monday, says, in a letter to a Northern lady friend: ‘"If our husbands, sons and brothers fall by the invader, the women will take their places, and their last words to their children will be, Never submit to Black Republican rule. "’ Another lady said, in my hearing ‘"If my husband, who is an officer at Fort Moultrie, falls by one of Anderson's guns I will stand at the corners of the streets, with pistol in hand, and he shall never pass through this city alive."’ Dear creatures, they feel all this, and would, if possible, carry it all out this but we men will save them that trouble.

The front steamming ‘"James Gray,"’ purchased by our State of your citizens at $30,000, has arrived, and makes a trial trip to-day down the harbor, with a regular March side and blowing, But it is a bad wind that blows no one any good.

I am glad that Richmond can furnish and send us cannon, balls, shells, powder and muskets and steamers, too, but would much rather be Virginia, coming and bring them. My advice is, however, that Virginia keep a supply in hand, for she will need them, unless she succumbs to the intimidations already held at her very heart, whilst she is asking (?) of Black Republicans her rights. Virginius.

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