to mend,
Old Floyd, attend.

L.

Abe Lincoln bold,
Our ports doth hold.

D.

Jeff Davis tells a lie,
And so must you and I.

I.

Isham doth mourn
His case forlorn.

P.

Brave Pillow's flight
Is out of sight.

B.

Buell doth play,
And after slay.

O.

Yon Oak will be the gallows-tree
Of Richmond's fallen majesty.

Governor Ishain Harris 'catches it' in the following extract from the
Easy Reading Lessons for Children:

'LESSON FIRST.

'THE SMART DIX-IE BOY.

'Once there was a lit-tle boy, on-ly four years old. His name was
Dix-ie. His fa-ther's name was I-sham, and his moth-er's name was
All-sham. Dix-ie was ver-y smart, He could drink whis-ky, fight
chick-ens, play po-ker, and cuss his moth-er. When he was on-ly two
years old, he could steal su-gar, hook pre-serves, drown kit-tens,
and tell lies like a man. By and by Dix-ie died, and went to the
bad place. But the dev-il would not let Dix-ie stay there, for he
said: 'When you get big, Dix-ie, you would be head-devil yourself.'
All little Reb-els ought to be like Dix-ie, and so they will, if
they will stud-y the _Con-fed-e-rate Prim-er_.'

Very good, too, is the powerful and thrilling sermon on the 'Curse of
Cowardice,' delivered by the Rev. Dr. Meroz Armageddon Baldwin, from
which we take 'the annexed:'

'Then there is Gideon Pillow, who has undertaken a contract for
digging that 'last ditch,' of which you have heard so much. I am
afraid that the white 'feathers will fly' whenever _that_ Case is
opened, and that Pillow will give us the slip. 'The sword of the
Lord' isn't 'the sword of Gideon' Pillow--_that's_ certain--so I
shall bolster him up no longer. Gideon is 'a cuss,' and a 'cuss of
cowardice.''

We are glad to see that the good cause has so stalwart and keen a
defender in Tennessee.

* * * * *

We have our opinion that the following anecdote is true. If not, it is
'well found'--or founded.

Not long since, an eminent 'Conserve' of Boston was arguing with a
certain eminent official in Washington, drilling away, of course, on the
old pro-slavery, pro-Southern, pro-give-it-up platform.

'But what _can_ you do with the Southerners?' he remarked, for 'the
frequenth' time. 'You can't conquer them--you can't reconcile them--you
can't bring them back--you can't do any thing