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their armaments and crews, including the commander of the fleet, surrendered to the gallant defenders of the fort. The loss of the enemy has been heavy, while not a man upon our side has been killed or wounded. Though the enemy has been repulsed in his naval attacks, his land-forces, reputed as ten thousand strong, are still off the coast waiting an opportunity to land.

The Major-General calls on every man able to bear arms to bring his guns or arms, no matter of what kind, and be prepared to make a sturdy resistance to the foe. MAJOR-GENERAL J. B. MAGRuder.

EDMUND P. TURNER, Assistant Adjutant General.

The Daily Post, Houston, Texas, of August 22, 1880, has the following:

"A few days after the battle, each man that participated in the fight was presented with a silver medal inscribed as follows: on one side D. G.,' for Davis Guards, and on the reverse side, 'Sabine Pass, September 8, 1863.' Captain Odlum and Lieutenant R. W. Dowling have gone to that bourn whence no traveller returns; and but few members of the heroic band are in the land of the living, and those few reside in the city of Houston and often meet together and talk about the battle in which they participated on the memorable 8th of September, 1863.”

The following are the names of the company who manned the guns in Fort Grigsly, and to whom the credit is due for the glorious victory :

Lieutenants R. W. Dowling and N. H. Smith; Privates Timothy McDonough, Thomas Dougherty, David Fitzgerald, Michael Monahan, John Hassett, John McKeefer, Jack W. White, Patrick McDonell, William Gleason, Michael Carr, Thomas Haggerty, Timothy Huggins, Alexander McCabe, James Fleming, Patrick Fitzgerald, Thomas McKernor, Edward Pritchard, Charles Rheins, Timothy Hurley, John McGrath, Matthew Walshe, Patrick Sullivan, Michael Sullivan, Thomas Sullivan, Patrick Clare, John Hennessey, Hugh Deagan, Maurice Powers, Abner Carter, Daniel Murray, Patrick Malone, James Corcoran, Patrick Abbott, John McNealis, Michael Egan, Daniel Donovan, John Wesley, John Anderson, John Flood, Peter O'Hare, Michael Delaney, Terence Mulhern.

The inquiry may naturally arise how this small number of men could take charge of so large a body of prisoners. This required that to their valor they should add stratagem. A few men were placed on the parapet as sentinels; the rest were marched out as a guard to receive the prisoners and their arms. Thus was concealed the fact that the fort was empty. The report of the guns bombarding the fort had been heard; and soon after the close of the battle, reenforcements arrived, which relieved the little garrison from its embarrassment.

Official reports of officers in the assaulting column, as published in the "Rebellion Record," Vol. VII., page 425, et seg., refer to another fort and steamers in the river, co-operating in the defence of Fort Grigsly. The success of the single company which garrisoned the earthwork is without parallel in ancient or modern war. It was marvellous; but it is incredible-more than marvellous-that another garrison in another fort, with cruising steamers, aided in checking the advance of the enemy, yet silently permitted the forty-two men and

two officers at Fort Grigsly to receive all the credit for the victory which was won. If this be supposible, how is it possible that Captain Odlum, Commander Smith, General Magruder, and Lieutenant Dowling, who had been advised to abandon the work, and had consulted their men as to their willingness to defend it, should nowhere have mentioned the putative fort and co-operating steamers ?

The names of the forty-four must go down to posterity, unshorn of the honor which their contemporaries admiringly accorded.

DANIEL E. O'SULLIVAN.

Good Advice.

THE Manufacturers' Gazette relates of a Western railway company which gives the following advice to its employés gratis. It is applicable to employés in all parts of the country: "The servant, man or woman, who begins a negotiation for service by inquiring what privileges are attached to the offered situation, and whose energy is put chiefly in stipulations, reservations, and conditions to 'lessen the burden' of the place, will not be found worth hiring. The clerk whose last place was 'too hard for him' has a poor introduction to a new sphere of duty. There is only one spirit that ever achieves a great success. The man who seeks only how to make himself most useful, whose aim is to render himself indispensable to his employer, whose whole being is animated. with the purpose to fill the largest possible place in the work assigned to him, has in the exhibition of that spirit the guarantee of success. He commands the situation, and shall walk in the light of prosperity all his days. On the other hand, the man who accepts the unwholesome advice of the demagogue, and seeks only how little he may do, and how easy he may render his place and not lose his employment altogether, is unfit for service; as soon as there is a supernumerary on the list he becomes disengaged, as least valuable to his employer. The man who is afraid of doing too much is near of kin to him who seeks to do nothing, and was begot in the same family. They are neither of them in the remotest degree a relation to the man whose willingness to do everything possible to his touch places him at the head of the active list.

NO NATIONALISM IN RELIGION.-At the dedication of a church in Cleveland, Ohio, on a recent Sunday, Bishop Gilmour rebuked nationalism in religion. He said: "I have heard of a little objection to the name of the church - St. Edward - because he was an English saint. I object to that line of thought. I object to any line of thought that draws national lines within the Catholic Church. The Catholic religion is not built on nationalities. The Catholic Church is not governed by nationality. The Catholic Church embraces all nationalities, but no nationality is large enough to embrace the Catholic Church.

To an Irish Linnet.

FRIENDS have brought thee caged, sweet linnet, from dear Ireland far away
O'er the wastes of shore and tide;

And thro' Swiss and Gallic vineyards, and o'er Alpine granite gray,
Thou hast hastened to my side!

Here, within my little chamber, twitt'ring thro' the autumn hours,
Fall thy carols on mine ear

Legend measures, like the music-floating from a dreamland's bowers
That the angels pause to hear.

Art thou happy, brown-eyed songster, 'neath these blue Italian skies,
'Mid this pomp of flow'r and tree,

Where the mulberry doth blossom, and the vines in clusters rise -
Wreathing coronals for thee?

Here where Nature's gifts are richest - hill and lake, and mount and stream,
Limned with Beauty's purple dyes!

Where the very air breathes balsam, and the heavens divinely gleam
On their rival Paradise!

No! not happy! Why not happy? Why these ditties weird and sad,
And this sorrow in thy voice,

While the gorgeous lights around thee in one harmony rejoice,
And the shades themselves look glad?

Ah, methinks, O skilled songster, thou dost pine in grief and tears
For one shamrock's winning smile –

For the hedgerows and the meadows, and the scenes of other years,
In Ierne's holy isle !

Once again fain would'st thou utter notes of choicest psalmody
Where the great round towers stand,

And the time-worn rocks and castles guard the upland and the lea,
And lone abbeys strew the strand.

Once again fain wouldst thou listen to the milkmaid's melting song
In the glens of Innisfail —

To the honey-laden rhythm-tender, tremulous, yet strong-
Of the immemorial Gael.

Once again fain wouldst thou listen to the mermaid's melting song.
And the Ilen's waters flow;

Or still eastward where the zephers aromatic odors pour
On the fields of Barryroe.

Ah! I know, my little linnet, yes, I know what thou wouldst say,
If thou hadst the gift of speech:

"I would rather, thro' long winters, chant my favorite roundelay
To the waves of Durrus Beach -

"To the cowslips in the valleys, and the lilies in the fells,
Where the skies of Ireland be,

Than to palms and oleanders in the summer-wreathed dells
Of the land of Italy!"

And perhaps thou hast, O songster, down by Carb'ry's shingly shore,
Or by Kenmare's silver sea,

Some dear mate thou once did'st cherish in the hallowed days of yore-
Pining wistfully for thee.

And thou would'st return to greet her, and to tell her that thou'rt still
Hers for ever and a day

Kissing with thy talismanic and thy gently-wooing bill

All her bitter tears away!

Love and Land - both grand ideals

blent forever one in one,

Still weave 'round this iron age

Lustrous skeins, like diamonds glist'ning thro' those panaramas dun
Seen in visions by the Sage!

Go thou hence, poor exiled songster, hie thee back unto the west
To thine home beyond the sea,

Where thy love-sick mate awaits thee in her drear and lonely nest,
And the skies of Ireland be!

MILAN, ITALY, Sept., 1886.

EUGENE DAVIS.

NAPOLEON'S MISTAKE.- O'Connell, a determined opponent of republicanism, because of the excesses he had witnessed in France. during the days of the Revolution, says: "It was the deep interest of the British Government to detach the wealth and the intelligence of the Catholics from the Republican movement. The Catholics, were therefore conciliated, and the Catholic gentry and other educated classes, almost to a man, separated from the Republican party. That which would have been a revolution became only an unsuccessful rebellion.' Earl Russell, in preface to "Moore's Memoirs," Vol. I., p. 218, says: "The Irish Rebellion of 1798 was wickedly provoked, rashly begun, and cruelly crushed." The French fleet of 43 sail, which set out from Brest in 1798 to aid the United Irishmen, had on board 13,975 picked troops, under Generol Hoche, 45,000 stand of arms, and abundance of artillery and ammunition. Speaking of St. Helena, Napoleon said: "Hoche was the first of the French generals, and had not this splendid fleet been dispersed and disabled by easterly gales, he would have separated England and Ireland, and formed the latter into a republic.'

Reading,

"READING maketh a full man," wrote the philosopher Bacon. On these words I purpose to preach a lay sermon. The body requires drink as well as meat; liquids as well as solids. The soul-the other essential element of human nature- craves for a twofold kind of food; both kinds spiritual, one of them supernatural, the other may be either natural or supernatural. The supernatural food of the soul is divine grace. Its natural food, since it is that invisible faculty which thinks, is thought. Thought is supplied to us from many sources. We evolve it from our own inner consciousness, from the world around us, from the worlds above us, from God in His creative act, from God as seen in things created, trees, flowers, fruits, the whole animal and vegetable worlds, from God as seen in the wonderful order of the universe, from the laws of nature always unchanged, though occasionally superseded, or suspended, as, for instances, in the gospel miracles, from the floating knowledge acquired by communication with our fellow-man, etc., etc. But the great and varied and unfailing supply of food for thought comes from reading. Read, read, read, is the advice of St. Augustine of Hippo. The saint meant not omnivorous reading. He knew too well the effects of vicious reading, and its appeal to the passions sometimes through the intellect, more frequently through the imagination; he knew from sad experience what effects the reading of the lascivious plays of the Roman poet, Publius Terence, had produced in himself before his conversion, to have made his counsel universal.

Under the head of reading we may include newspapers, magazines, or periodicals, and books from the slim Seaside Library edition to the ponderous ten-dollar tome.

The power of the press is mighty for good or evil. Like the tongue, it may work a world of iniquity or a world of good. From it may proceed blessing or cursing. Its influence is recognized by all sorts and conditions of men. The clever business-man, be he a banker or a merchant, the shrewd politician, be he a Democrat or a Republican, knowing the power of the newspaper, and 1ecognizing its influence, tries to be the proprietor of one, or at least to control it, or to affect it for the advancement of his interests. The apostles of infidelity and agnosticism, and the professors of the religion of humanity, have wellregulated and extensively-circulating journals at their disposal. "The children of darkness are wiser in their generation than the children of light."

The newspaper, be it a daily or a weekly, finds its way into many a home. This is well, provided the paper be good in the ethical sense of the word. But if it be not, how has the parent discharged his duty towards his family? how the obligation of training the young minds of his family? how has he governed his household? Let him think on the words of St. Paul to Timothy and they supply the answer: "If any man have not care of his own, and especially those of his own house, he hath denied the faith; he is worse than an infidel."

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