Glasgow Courier. — 1860-12-06 (Glasgow, Strathclyde, Scotland)

CHINA.  A letter dated Tien-tsin, Sept. 26, says—" Ttmg-chan was given up to pillage, and the usual atrocities of the Tartars were committed by themselves on their women, whom they deprived of life, and on their children, whom they threw into wells. The latter was past doubt, as the bodies were seen when the place was entered." Pray we that fearful trials may not for us be stored; Pray we that fiery vials may not on us be poured; For shrieking voloes blending, rise now from wailing coasts, In prayers 'gainst us ascending, high to the Lord of Hosts.  We love our noble country, and, for our country's weal, Would meet the base invader right fiercely steel to steel; Would shed our life's blood freely upon the sacred sod, And go to meet the judgment, before the bar of God But higher far our minion than only thus to dwell, Encircled with our freedom by ocean's azure swell; Far, far beyond our island, far, far beyond the sea, The vanguished, trembling nations must bend to us the knee. We claim it loud and fiercely, we who can prate of love, Of Him who came to save us from the blest heaven above, Whose voice we hear proclaiming in tones that never cease, "Go preach to all the nations the reign of blessed peace." We claim it loud and fiercely, and if they scorn to kne .1, Have we not thundering cannon? have we not gleaming steel Have we not daring soldiers, who heed nor sigh, nor shriek? But trample, for our triumph, the wailing and the weak. The sounds of fearful slaughter are borne to us to-day, Where China's hapless millions refuse to be our prey— Refuse to own submission to us their rightful lords, Or break their spears in pieces, or sheath their patriot swords.  In vain they turn and struggle, our iron death.shower falls, Pours on their ranks!like ruin, tears down their city walls? Their homes are given to pillage, their hearths are smeared with blood, And we are borne to triumph high on the gory flood !  When did they wrong us basely? when did they seek our strands? When work us desolation in wild marauding bands? When, with barbarian madness, strike at our royal power, And rob us of our freedom, our country's queenly dower? Yet must they wail and tremble at our advances vile; Yet must their patriot valour be stamped as damning guile; Yet must they shriek in terror when to their memory throng The horror of our triumphs, the direness of their wrongs. And so to save their dear ones from our barbarian arms, And so to save their dear ones from worse than death's alarms, They whisper o'er them blessings, with tears and choking breath, And from their last caressings consign the loved to death.  " The murderers" we mutter; but did we mutter so, When from the Indian jungles rose up the vengeful foe, When such a lite for loved ones flashed on the hearts of men? We called it great and noble; we called it Godlike then. I love my country dearly, and for my country's weal Would meet the base invader right fiercely steel to steel: But all this black oppression of ours on trembling shores, My soul regards with loathing, my heart with grief de. plores.  I will not sit in silence in all these fearful times I I will not be partaker of such thrice cursed crimes I will not plead for triumph with God who sits on high : But bow the head in sorrow, and for my country sigh.  No, rather let them prosper, those nations o'er the sea, Who strike at us so fiercely, and scorn to bend the knee, Till we may learn the lesson we surely shall at length, And know how vile to glory in base and brutal strength.  Pray we that fearful trials may not for us be stored: Pray we that fiery vials may not on us be poured, For shrieking voices blending rise now from wailing coasts, In prayers 'gainst us ascending high to the Lord of Hosts. .T.  [We insert the abote lines as showing considerable poetical talent and facility, but "3. H." will hardly find readers to homologate the sentiments. The whole Chinese polity is of so treacherous and disgusting a character that nothing lest than our "thundering cannon" and "gleaming steel" could operate on, or penetrate so foul a mass of corruption Patriotism is unknown to the Chinese.—Ed G. C