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such circumstances that Huntgleman ceased fire. It made a decided difference in the noise of the field: the diminution of sound was almost a hush, though the enemy was blazing away as rapidly as ever it is the guns immediately about that fills our ears. For an instant the great line wavered: this suspense was horrible, it must be filled with acts of some kind! mortal men cannot stand it! for God's sake let the great gap of inaction be crammed with death if nothing else! 'Steady, men." A resumption of the line; but also an increase of the adverse firing.

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6. Again a wave. "Steady, steady, men." Aye, brawl till you are hoarse, brave captains, but these seconds are centuries: you must give these men something to do: you must steady them by action. And here comes enough: aids gallop down with orders that bring every musket to its most threatening position. Then the cheering words of the commanders as they dash down the lines. Then a mild waving of swords by the shoulder straps, as the final word is given and the column starts forward. Slowly, at first, and rather lamely: joints stiff with fatigue; but as the distance from the foe is shortened, the pace is quickened. Faster, and faster moves that steadily advancing column, till on a run like a deer, with leaps and shouts like savage creatures, they hurl themselves right into the midst of the expectant foe! What passed there no man can tell. They are not more silent who fell with death sealed lips than are those who came out unharmed: the excitement is too great for memory to hold any ground: all faculties are swept away in one wild thirst for blood.

CLXXIV.-KOSSUTH'S FIRST SPEECH IN AMERICA.
LOUIS KOSSUTH.

1. FREEDOM AND HOME! what heavenly music in those two words! Alas, I have no home; and the freedom of my people is down-trodden. Young Giant of Free America, do not tell me that thy shores are an asylum to the op

pressed, and a home to the homeless exile. An asylum it is, but all the blessings of your glorious country, can they drown into oblivion the longing of the heart, and the fond desires for our native land?

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2. My beloved native land! thy very sufferings make thee but dearer to my heart: thy bleeding image dwells with me when I wake, as it rests with me in the short moments of my restless sleep. It has accompanied me over the waves. It will accompany me when I go back to fight over again the battles of thy freedom once more. have no idea but thee: I have no feeling but thee. Even here, with this prodigious view of greatness, freedom, and happiness, which spreads before my astonished eyes, my thoughts are wandering toward home; and when I look over these thousands of thousands before me, the happy inheritance of yonder freedom for which your fathers fought and bled, and when I turn to you, citizens, to bow before the majesty of the United States, and to thank the people of New York for their generous share in my liberation, and for the unparalleled honor of this reception, I see, out of the very midst of this great assemblage, rise the bleeding image of Hungary, looking to you with anxiety whether there be in the lustre of your eyes a ray of hope for her whether there be in the thunder of your hurrahs a trumpet call of resurrection.

3. If there were no such ray of hope in your eyes, and no such trumpet call in your cheers, then woe to Europe's oppressed nations. They will stand alone in the hour of need. Less fortunate than you were, they will meet no brother's hand to help them in the approaching gigantic struggle against the leagued despots of the world; and woe also to me. I will feel no joy even here, and the days of my stay here will turn out to be lost to my fatherland, -lost at the very time when every moment is teeming in the decision of Europe's destiny.

4. Gentlemen, I have to thank the people, Congress and Government of the United States, for my liberation from

captivity. Human tongue has no words to express the bliss - which I felt when I,-the down-trodden Hungary's wandering chief-saw the glorious flag of the stripes and stars fluttering over my head,-when I first bowed before it with deep respect, when I saw around me the gallant officers and the crew of the Mississippi frigate, the most of them the worthiest representatives of true American principles, American greatness, American generosity; and to think that it was not a mere chance which cast the starspangled banner around me, but that it was your protecting will to see a powerful vessel of America coming to far Asia, to break the chains by which the mightiest despots of Europe fettered the activity of an exiled Magyar, whose very name disturbed the proud security of their sleep to feel restored by such a protection, and in such a way, to freedom, and by freedom to activity, you may be well aware of what I have felt, and still feel, at the remembrance of this proud moment of my life.

5. Others spoke, you acted, and I was free! You acted; and at this act of yours, tyrants trembled: humanity shouted with joy: the down-trodden people of Magyarsthe down-trodden, but not broken, raised his head with resolution and with hope, and the brilliancy of your stars was greeted by Europe's oppressed nations as the morning star of rising liberty. Now, gentlemen, you must be aware how boundless the gratitude must be which I feel for you. You have restored me to life, because restored to activity; and should my life, by the blessings of the Almighty, still prove useful to my fatherland and to humanity, it will be your merit, it will be your work. May you and your glorious country be blessed for it.

CLXXV.-CLOISTER LIFE.

DONALD G. MITCHELL.

1. THE class in advance, you study curiously; and are quite amazed at the precocity of certain youths belonging

to it, who are apparently about your own age. The Juniors you look upon with a quiet reverence for their aplomb, and dignity of character; and look forward with intense yearnings, to the time when you, too, shall be admitted freely to the precincts of the Philosophical chamber, and to the very steep benches of the Laboratory. This last seems, from occasional peeps through the blinds, a most mysterious building. The chimneys, recesses, vats, and cisterns, to say nothing of certain galvanic communications, which you are told, traverse the whole building, in a way capable of killing a rat, at an incredible remove from the bland professor,-utterly fatigue your wonder! You humbly trust (though you have doubts upon the point) that you will have the capacity to grasp it all, when once you shall have arrived to the dignity of a Junior.

2. As for the Seniors, your admiration for them is utterly boundless. In one or two individual instances, it is true, it has been broken down, by an unfortunate squabble, with thick-set fellows in the Chapel aisle. A person who sits not far before you at prayers, and whose name you seek out very early, bears a strong resemblance to some portrait of Dr. Johnson: you have very much the same kind of respect for him, that you feel for the great lexicographer; and do not for a moment doubt his capacity to compile a dictionary equal if not superior to Johnson's.

3. Another man with very bushy, black hair, and an easy look of importance, carries a large cane; and is represented to you, as an astonishing scholar, and speaker. You do not doubt it: his very air proclaims it. You think of him, as presently (say four or five years hence) astounding the United States Senate with his eloquence. And when once you have heard him in debate, with that ineffable gesture of his, you absolutely languish in your admiration for him; and you describe his speaking to your country friends, as very little inferior, if any, to Mr. Burke's.

4. Beside this one, are some half dozen others, among whom the question of superiority is, you understand, strong

ly mooted. It puzzles you to think, what an avalanche of talent will fall upon the country, at the graduation of those seniors! You will find, however, that the country bears such inundations of college talent, with a remarkable degree of equanimity. It is quite wonderful how all the Burkes, and Scotts, and Peels, among college seniors, do quietly disappear, as a man gets on in life.

CLXXVI.-CLOISTER LIFE.-CONTINUED.

DONALD G. MITCHELL.

1. As for any degree of fellowship with such giants, as college seniors, it is an honor hardly to be thought of. But you have a classmate-I will call him Dalton,—who is very intimate with a dashing senior: they room near each other outside the college. You quite envy Dalton, and you come to know him well. He says that you are not a 66 green one," that 66 have you cut your eye teeth: " in return for which complimentary opinions, you entertain a strong friendship for Dalton.

2. He is a 66 fast" fellow, as the senior calls him; and it is a proud thing to happen at their rooms occasionally, and to match yourself for an hour or two (with the windows darkened) against a senior at "old sledge." It is quite "the thing," as Dalton says, to meet a senior familiarly in the street. Sometimes you go, after Dalton has taught you "the ropes," to have a cosy sit-down over oysters and champagne :-to which the senior lends himself, with the pleasantest condescension in the world.

3. You are not altogether used to hard drinking; but this you conceal, (as most young fellows do,) by drinking a great deal. You have a dim recollection of certain circumstances, very unimportant, yet very vividly impressed on your mind, which occurred on one of these occasions. The oysters were exceedingly fine, and the champagne exquisite. You have a recollection of something being said, toward the end of the first bottle, of Xenophon, and of the senior's saying in his playful way,-" Oh, d———n

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