New-York daily tribune. [volume] (New-York [N.Y.]) 1842-1866, 1863-01-17
POsT-OBIT REVELATIONS.

The literature which most excites the appe-
tte Of politco-literary iuquirers and students,
is the post-obit memoirs, anecdotes, zorro
spondence-of course, secret; diplomatic con.
ferenccs-of course, more secreti and the
thing which Burns says, you keep to yourself
and never tell to ony. The memoirs which let
us into tue arcnna Of the Pare aur csrfs,
where beauties were fed on cream and pears
for his gracious Majesty Louis XIV; the lovely
naturalness Of Sir Johns account of his groom
ing Caroline of Brunswick, so as to fit her to
be the bride of the first gentleman in Europe,
tho ineffable Prince Regent, aud his
transport in reading that he was" de-
lighted-got the princess to wash herself
all oyer"-the exquisite correspondence Of
+. NJ, the Duke of Wellington, especially
when Prime. Nlnister-and his asking the
price-which he the pure and noble, paid
for certain Irish members-as if they were
Limerick pigs the preternatural moral
charm Of the Napolcon-the Abbott Napoleon
as developed in that correspondence which
Joseph, the brother, took to Switzerland for
safc-kecping. then hid in the Philadelphia Mn,
for twenty years. for more sate-keeping, and
which wns recently published in Paris, wherein
the Napoleon tells the Joseph always to
lie when it serves purpose the
development of the Mckenzie correspondence,
in which there were such delicious bits OF
Tammnny picty, as to tho necessity of more
gospel up river. and stated preaching at Sandy
Iill-,hete, oil and much more that we
dare now aude TO, form some of the "gems"
of that style Of literature, where the truth is
told over graves, when tho actors are gibber-
ing ghosts, and when hattery or disparagement,
truth or falsehood, cannot reach their dull,
cold ears.
OF pieco with this style of pOst.vital lit
erature, which lots out the secrets of the
prison. house, settles flames, establishe, names,
and nails truth TO the masthead, is the un
earthed Correspondence by our Courts Martial
Here, we tho people sit in the national thea.
tre--some in gallery, some in pit, some in
boxes some even in private box-withm whis-
pering distance Of the performers. aud the pollt.
vas " vi w lth s'cuc. ~ s'tiAis 4" moot
beautiful performance, but as Sly says, "would
'twere DER" But We do not see ali. We do
not get at the movement behind the scenes;
there are always some secrets. Some Core
spondence-" arc you there, old Truepenny :"
which We wOt not Of, at the moment. But
time, the ayenger, sets oil right We are boru,
ca., drink, and die. in hurry, in this coun.
try; and 80 we do not always have to wait for
deaths in the flesh, before the Correspondence
and 80 forth comes out: the COurts-Marta in
this instance doing up the job finally.
We are moved 10 make these remarks by
reading tho Washington telegraphic dispatch,
which to-day affords letter from the Presi.
dent to Gen. McClcllAn--nOw II good old story,
being dated last April. The letter 10 sensible
very. 1t speaks tho words Of truth and sober
ness. 1t rates the Manassas and the Peninsu.
lar respectively non-advanccs and advances ri
their proper value. 1t speaks truly Of tho de-
lenses of Washington. 1t cannot make ou
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