New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1861-02-04
A SOUTHERN DgAEsiaT.

! Noah kept no log Who does not prefer Pepys
/ TO Clarendon or Hume' Who can assure us
that Walter Scots journal will not be read long
/ after his rOmances in prose and verse
have been forgotten Who would barter
! Byron's memoranda smrched and hasty Tor
dozen Childe Haro,ds and a regiment of Laras,
/ and who would not buy back from the ashes to
which mistaken friendship consigned them those
! Memoirs burned by Tommy Moore, which would
/ have been cheaply saved to English -Liter;ture
| by the destruction of all the peers poetry
And who will not be enchanted to
learn. that amidst the roar Of revolution, the
din Of disunion, and the noise of nullifcatlOn on
ingenious gentleman Of Columbia, S. c., is keep
ing a Journal aud printing it by bits IN The
YorkuWe Enquirer, thus-to use his own noble
: language " attempting to sketch the rapidly
" changing features OF the times as they vary
under the influence of events wbirling into
notice so GEOGRAPHICALLY" Better writing than
this we have never read; and if the gentleman
goes on at this rate, We know we'll enough who
will be the Xenophon Of the War.
| The business ut Columbia, as we gather from
this journal, is principally campanoogical. They
/ have q new bell in that city, and they ring 1t
/ continually. On Tuesday, 9Th ult., they rang
! il for the secession of Florida. On Thursday,
10th inst, they rang it for the secession of MS-
sissippi. On Friday, 18th ult., they rang 1t Tor
the secession of Alabama. On Sunday, the 18th
ut. they do not appear to have troubled the
b, ll.rope at all. Upon the 9th ut., having heard
of the fight of the Star Of the West, the dallat
e1clams: This intelligence did not surprise u'.
awe were already looking the reality OF war in
4" th, face" Were they And did they relish
the n respect Smoking cities, blockadcd porte,
famisl ed wives, starving children, insurgcnt ne
groes- did they like the picture Like 1T
How c, w anybody be so simple as TO put the
question Like il We tell you that they pine
aud pan to be persecuted they prefer to be
wounded / they viii be much obliged to the gen.
,lemen v Go may shoot them wounds will be
welcome, gore will be glorious; holseessness
sweeter thi VI hospitality. "a long and bloody
war" loon Us up before the rolling eye OF the
editor of ~ TonlcNc Is. c. EHqm"r "a the
sunrise Of & ie millennium. An ounce OF lead
in his claycl would. We fancy, materially mit-
gate his ardo.;.
II was upon Saturday, Jan. IL while " lund-
reds were { tagged in training with pistol and
rifle" the !iernoon, as We are told, being
vocal with tn music Of preparation, that The
diarist made Tn following entry: 81 IL were
g" conceivable ,h " all our men be killed, South
" Carolina need 0ot despair-her women can de-
fend her.! We imagination is thus instantly
carried back TO II W old Amazonian regimentf-to
the pettcoatcd SOU ,drons of the King Of DahOmey
10 Boadicea aud j, san OF Are to suGdry lecturers
of the female persu t'.on burning to do the work
Of men. II il "a Ger drawback 10 find that
the Lady Lancers, tie AmazOnau Artillery, the
Female Fusilecrs, M Sweet S1aer, The Maiden
Miners the Pretty II snCers, the Side Saddle Cav
airy. will not be- wa sted until "dH our men are
killed" Not being woman, and still less q She
soldier, We cannot und,r., axe to speak with absolute
accuracy; but We shotld be little dubious about
the female fighting Ger the quietus of al the
men, How win Mrs. Col. CottoH be able To lead
the Heavy Mothers to The charge, when her dear
departed no longer aRitnates her by bis martial
smile How VII Araleia of ths Light Artillery
dcport herself at the gups, when Augustus sleeps
in soldiers gYsycl Who believes that the
Maid of Saragossa wouli have rammed the great
cannon with such astonishing Vnulence, ii there
had been no gallant gentlemen looking on
; 70 retlrn to our Dia1y. On Monday, iIh
ut, We find the following discOlrasing entS;
! "tS The war does not progress
! -As the heart panttth after the water-brooks,
and as the Thirsty soul pnnteth after the whirhy
barrel 80 does this man Of memoranda pant Tor
/ blood Monday the Fourteenth was Blue Mon
day indeed. Nothing TO ring the bells for; no
excuse for taking eAGa drinks; even the small
pox subsiding--hOw monotonOns in Coiumbia
| must that dsy have been! Something OF tie
/ solitary sensations Of Robinson Crusoe must have
come over our jotsng gentleman, for here his
diary comes to dead stop. He ceases suddenly
| 10 chronicle "the rapidly changing features Oh
&" the times in Columbia and begins to abuse
/ Mr. Buchanan az /" a poor old man. lhls we
cannot but regard az gatusous insult. Poor,
Mr. Buchanan is not. Old lie may be, but we
are willing to wager dollars against dimes that
the President is not half so old as he appears to
be- The mistake is natural one. Good suess-
ers familiar with his proclamations and messages,
and computing lls years from his drNel, would
undoubtedly think Linn somewhat older than Old
parr; but We have good reason for believing that
he il very little Il ut al past one huniIcd. AT
any rate, however he is Old enough 10 be spared
the insults Of those whom he has served well if
not wisely; whereas he seems 10 be rather wore
Of than Shylock was on the Rialto. Southern
gentlemen must spit, We know, but Why make
poor Old Mr.. buchanan saliyary target South