Glasgow Courier. — 1861-01-10 (Glasgow, Strathclyde, Scotland)

CHINA. " Engagements were fought on the 18th and 21st Bent., at Chang-kia-wan and Tang-rhaw. 2.000 Tartars were killed. The allies had only 18 wounded."—Telegram. nor hearts with pride are bounding, and Joy is in our eye*, For victory's trump is sounding, sod drowns the vettqueihed's sighs: We longed for deeds of glory, we binged for laurels brave, And now they light our story from far beyond ths wave The tidings have come winging like angels o'er the sea, ' To us a triumph bringing, to us the great and free : Down in the dust before us, stricken empire pleads, And while the Joy Is o'er us we sing our glorious deeds!  A rile and treacherous nation had dared our lion strength, Its spoils were bright temptation, and lured us on at length; We wanted noble niches to hold our warlike names, Ws wanted glittering riches, and conquest's loud Reda'''. For long, long years we thirsted to make Its millions ours, It was a dream—we nursed it,w Mlle mighty grew our power. And then we shouted loudly, Without your conqueror waits, Ile claims submission proudly, throw wide your cities'gates,"  And China heard and started, and anger tinged her cheek, For she was patriot-hearted, thoughln war'sjuggles weak And called her hosts hi number to meet the ruthless foe, To sleep death's gory slumber, or strike the invader low.  All honour to the garage, all honour to the sage Who meets invesion'e range nith dauntives front and rugs, And shame upon alliance that plumes itself afar With murder and defiance, and calls the slaughier "War."  Shout for our glorious nation, shout for our heroes brave, HOPI proud our place and elation while trampling o'er the Mar*. The weak who war ungainly againat a wolfish pack, And strike the invaders vainly, end die to drive them back!  The tidings of our daring are eeholeg even now. And millions down despairing before our armies how; The vengeful roar and rattle conic sounding from afar, And thus we non the battle, and thus went on the woe.  The wild end scroamingTartars come on with shouting ranks While we, for freedom martyrs,`stood by the Psi ho hanks. Aye; we stood ralm and cheerful, and seorned their stupid, yells, For Irmstrong's guns are fearful, and so are Armstrong *bells.  All this we knew, and lightly we scanned their wild advance. We heeded not, though brightly shone out both sword and lance. Then burst our vengeful thunder their puoy flash replied, Their ranks were torn aennder, their b aaaaa t shrieked and died I  'Twu thus we fought right boldly, and when the foeman tied Full twine ten hundred coldly were numbered with the dead Their wounded, mai and haterul,writhed vengeful 'neath our heel, Till In their hearts ungrateful we dyed our glittering stool.  Full twice ten hundred perished by our victorious powers, But what of those we chertehed—who fell In ranks of ours? Oh, day of woe unbounded, what sadder ere was seen The allied host had wounflO, oh, tale of grief! eighteen.  Ho, Austrians and Sardinians! this is the noble way, Throughout your wide dominions ye know not how to slay: Think of our strife and I ijintie, and learn in common sense To win your &Herb's,* ot such like safe expense.  Why dare the deadly rattle, the strife of stalwart tuen ? When Hump, holds the battle tha feud is fearful then the us go o'er the blllaWllnallesdrembling nations weep, Al rest on sway pillows, and get your glory cheap.  Anti now the empir • city has trembled at our frown, While threats that knew no pity went forth in our renown: To save their 110111ri anti near ones from nark and sword aid Hanle, To save from death their dear ones they yield the robber's claim.  Now let 114 bend all lowly, and offer God our thanke, Who helps us, meek and lowly, to hew down China's ranks: And iii a Clirist.like manner our sacred missions spread, To wave tile gospel banner o'er all the blood we're shed.  God let thy vengeance slumber, withhold thine awful frown, Our crimes BO vast in number, might drag thy lightnings down: And pity all our blindness, and shield our hapless prey, And bring in loving kindness to us a holier day. J. N.