at his back!
The President is thin and haggard; and it has been whispered on the street that he will immediately be baptized and confirmed.
I hope so, because it may place a great gulf between him and the descendant of those who crucified the Saviour.
Nevertheless, some of his enemies allege that professions of Christianity have sometimes been the premeditated accompaniments of usurpations.
It was so with Cromwell and with Richard III.
Who does not remember the scene in Shakspeare, where Richard appears on the balcony, with prayer book in hand and a priest on either side?
All believe we are near a crisis, involving the possession of the capital.
A calm before the storm.
Dibble, the traitor, has been captured by our soldiers in North Carolina.
The North Carolinians have refused to give up Dibble to Gen. Winder.
And, moreover, the governor has demanded the rendition of a citizen of his State, who was arres
3.50 per pound for butter.
Greens, however, of various kinds, are coming in; and as the season advances, we may expect a diminution of prices.
It is strange that on the 30th of March, even in the sunny South, the fruit-trees are as bare of blossoms and foliage as at midwin-ter.
We shall have fire until the middle of May,--six months of winter!
I am spading up my little garden, and hope to raise a few vegetables to eke out a miserable subsistence for my family.
My daughter Ann reads Shakspeare to me oa nights, which saves my eyes.
Another stride of the grim specter, and cornmeal is selling for $17 per bushel.
Coal at $20.50 per ton, and wood at $30 per cord.
And at these prices one has to wait several days to get either.
Common tallow candles are selling at $1 per pound.
I see that some furnished houses are now advertised for rent; and I hope that all the population that can get away, and subsist elsewhere, will leave the city.
The lower house of Congress
Mr. Lyons denounces it, and says the people will be starved.
I have heard (not seen) that some holders of Treasury notes have burnt them to spite the government!
I hope for the best, even if the worst is to come.
Some future Shakspeare will depict the times we live in in striking colors.
The wars of The roses bore no comparison to these campaigns between the rival sections.
Everywhere our troops are reenlist-ing for the war; one regiment re-enlisted, the other day, for forty years!
The President has discontinued his Tuesday evening receptions.
The Legislature has a bill before it to suppress theatrical amusements during the war. What would Shakspeare think of that?
Sugar has risen to $10 and $12 per pound.
Cold and clear.
Congress adjourned yesterday, having passed the bill suspending the writ of habeas corpus for six months at least.
Now the President is clothed with Dicta-Torial powers, to all intents and purposes, so far as the war
Canada on some secret enterprise.
The President favors her purpose in an indorsement.
On this the Secretary indorses a purpose to facilitate her design, and suggests that she be paid $1000 in gold from the secret service fund.
She is a Roman Catholic, and intimates that the bishops, priests, and nuns will aid her.
Snow fell all night, and was eight or ten inches deep this morning; but it was a bright morning, and glorious sunshine all day,--the anniversary of the birth of Shakspeare, 300 years ago,--and the snow is melting rapidly.
The Secretary of War had a large amount of plate taken from the department to-day to his lodgings at the Spottswood Hotel.
It was captured from the enemy with Dahlgren, who had pillaged it from our opulent families in the country.
A bright pleasant day-snow nearly gone.
Next week the clerks in the departments, between the ages of eighteen and forty-five, are to be enrolled, and perhaps the greater number will be det