The standing Army on the twenty-second.
correspondent of the New York Tribune
,gives a most magniloquent account of the parade of Gen.Scott
's mercenaries in Washington
, and makes more fuss over the "great captain of the age," and his thousand men, than Parisians do over a review of sixty thousand French soldiers, under the leadership of the Duke
of Malakoff, Marshall McMahon
, and other such small military potatoes.
We call attention, however, to the following paragraph, to show what it is that gives such exquisite zest to the military demonstrations in Washington
— to the firing of cannon "pointed straight at Virginia
's sacred shore --what would she say if their brazen throats were to vomit unbroken streams of grape in her venerable face?
"As the firing was going on near the Treasury, the lithe form of Pryor
, and the dapper dimensions of Garnett
, the two favorite grandsons of Virginia
, were dimly seen flitting about in the cloud of smoke that rolled over the crowd, reflecting, no doubt, that if the exploding of these harmless blank cartridges was an insult to their aged grandmother — by the by, the cannon near the Treasury building
happened to be pointed straight at Virginia
's sacred shore — what would she say if their brazen throats were to vomit unbroken streams of grape in her venerable face?
"The firing being over, they took another turn or two through Pennsylvania Avenue, and then dashed homeward to their quarters.
"The scenes of to-day, while they have joyed the heart of patriotism, have sent an arrow into the vitals of treason.
There let it rankle!
Thousands in the Capital
to-night thank Heaven that they have been permitted to witness an exhibition which proves that our Government still exists, and will not be allowed to fall like the baseless fabric of a vision.
Inspired by this conviction, all eyes are now turned to hall, on the morrow, the advent of the coming man."
The "Coming Man
" appeared sooner than he was expected, came like a thief in the night, was disguised in a Scotch cap, a military cloak, running for his life, and leaving his wife and family in the train which he supposed was threatened with danger.
The "Coming Man" has come, and seems not to have stood upon the order of his coming.--Certainly, in his memorable flight from Harrisburg
, he has surpassed the wildest hopes of his friends, and proved himself the greatest friend of Human Progress in America