Fayetteville observer. [volume] (Fayetteville, Tenn.) 1850-1966, 1862-03-06

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Joshua to Gen. Taylor; in the con-
TESTS of Achilles or Garabaldi,
have we so unique a performance
as this suppositious race of my
constituent and my colleague OIL
1.-THE fields from Bull Run. Laugh
iter.1 Does he claim that, if true,
lit would make him a military ex--
lpert?
1 But my colleague was undaunt-
led. AS soon as Bull Run was over,
and Congress adjourned, the tele-
! graph thrilled both in wire and
Ipoie to bear the tidings West,
land that "Col. Gurley of, Ohio"
was about to assume the post Of
laid to Gen. Fremont. Fremont
was then in the ascendant. Before
Ihim lay what seemed to be the en-
lchanted chamber of power. He
had the magic lamp, which made
Igold as common as pebbles, and
my colleague FASTENED to his side.
Some men smiled. They thought
lit strange that minister should
forget the beatitudes of the Ser
mon of the Mount for the Dispute
: ltude of a Missouri camp. Laugh
: teal They thought that the effiu-
ent experience of Bull Run was
not of that kind to excite conf
; lence in the new field of Mars to
; which the patriotism of my col
: league hurried him. But 1, sir,
knew my colleague better. / adj
-imired his patriotism. thought
of Peter the Hermit. Laughter.
| saw in his hand the crozier and
the sword, and Bull Run did not
obscure it in the sky--m hoe singo
ri,,ces!' l had read in Ivanhoe Of
the priestly Knight of Maltr;
: and j know this new ''son CT NAL
ia" Laughter could carve out
: such revolution that the muse
: of history would proudly stoop
| from her parnassian seat to say:
i "Letitbe sorecorded." Laugh
! teri But, sir, disappointment
$ followed close on expectation. A
week-perhaps two, or three
e and Fremont lost his magic lamp.
He waned under the consuming
3 lens Ct" Blair rhetoric" Laugh
teri His ill-starred fate was per
ceived by my colleague. =
At this critical juncture the on
ly parallel | can find for my col
league is the description which is
! given Of Jobs war horse: 'Canst
thou make him afraid as a grass
, hopper. The glory of his nostrils
is terrible. He paweth in the val
) ley and rejoiceth in his strength
He swalloweth the ground with
fierccncss and rage, neither be-
lieveth he that it is the sound Of
the trumpet. He saith among the
trumpets, ha! ha! and he smelleth
the battle afar off" Great Laugh
teri The parallel fails only in
one regard, while the war horse
of Job was advancing, that Of my
colleague was retreating. Leav-
ing his campaign in Missouri unfin-
ished, he few from Fremont to
Ohio, with the Certainty, CELEBRITY
: and security of a star hid in the
: Post Office Department. Laugh
ter.
i What he learned in his blood
; less campaign in Missouri; how
much he perceived efthe value of
the Notifications around St. Louis
in cash l mean, what estimates
he made of the strength of the
Fremont war horse; what martial
achievements he witnessed in the
ante chamber cf the short lived
Western satrap; he did not, and
we cannot tell. One thing he cor
reefs to-day, and we must deduct
! that from his military life, that he
was not at the battle of Frederic
town, though l understood him
yesterday to say he was there
But has my colleague any actual
, experience? Has he ever killed
any one? Did he ever speak to a
imam who saw man killed in bat
; tile? Did he ever hear the whiz
of deadly lead? Was his heart
brave and his face unblanched?
j Baghfs Eapulsiom.-The vote
was taken on the resolution of