THE AMERICAN FARMER.

THERE is a man of prouder heart

And nobler far, I ween,

Than sceptred king or laureled chief,

Or warrior in his sheen,

Who would not give to prince or peer

The splendor of his name,

Though hosts ran shouting at his heels

The heralds of his fame!

See, yonder is his palace high,

His kingdom fair and wide:

His throne the cot, his sword the plough,

His realm the valley side;

His only host his flocks and herds,

And fields of nodding grain,

The subjects of his royal rule-
The lords of his domain !

He wants no helms nor iron hands,
Nor pomp of waving plumes,

Nor vassal knee, nor courier tread,

Nor India's soft perfumes;

He holds his rein, he guides his steed

And bares his shining blade,

And herds are thinned and fields are strewn—
But not in ruin laid!

A SACRIFICE FOR FREEDOM.

THE subject of the following anecdote was a sister of General Woodhull, and was born at Brookhaven, Long Island, in December, 1740. Her husband was a member of the Provincial Convention which met in May, 1775, and of the Convention which was called two years after, to frame the first State Constitution.

While Judge William Smith was in the Provincial Congress, his lady was met, at a place called Middle Island, by Major Benjamin Tallmadge, who was then on his march across Long Island. He told her he was on his way to her house to capture the force then possessing Fort George, and that he might be obliged to burn or otherwise destroy her dwelling-house and other buildings in accomplishing this object. Ready to make any sacrifice for the good of her bleeding country, she promptly assured the Major that the buildings were at his disposal, to destroy or not, as efforts to dislodge the enemy might require.

FOREIGN MILITARY ORGANIZATIONS.

BY THE EDITOR.

FOR what purpose are these men banded together? Why do they meet and drill, and parade the streets, flaunting their foreign banners in the face of our stripes and stars? They come here for bread and work, and a home for their children-many of them to be supported by the private charity and public alms of our citizens. In forsaking the land of starvation and oppression for the land of freedom and plenty, are they not willing to leave their impotent Saints and their trampled ensigns behind them? Let them leave their helpless Saint Patricks and down-trodden shamrocks in the barren bogs of their priest-scourged country, and in this free land of their adoption, embrace the American flag the moment they touch American soil.

If the Irish, or any other people, choose to form benevolent associations for the relief and succor of their suffering fellowcountrymen, there is no cause of complaint against such organizations; but rather of approbation. And to keep warm the home feeling-to vivify the remembrance of the misery from which they have fled-let them wear, as melancholy mementoes, the mottoes and the badges of their wretched native

land. But when it comes to military associations—to the arming of bodies of foreign-born men, for the purpose of fighting against the citizens and the institutions of the land of their adoption-we think it high time for the State to interfere. In a country of equal rights and equal laws, the lives, the property, and the religions of all classes are alike respected and protected. There is not an American citizen, worthy of the name, who would not arm himself to defend the rights, the churches, and the persons of any portion of the community, without regard to sect or origin. The strong arm of the Republic will protect all classes of her citizens. The stars and stripes float broadly and proudly over all. We want no clannish banners nor foreign cliques to disturb the unity of American feeling-to clash with American arms. The foreign element must either melt into and amalgamate with the native element, or battle lines will be drawn in all our future contests-political, if not military.

We cherish no hostility to any man on account of the accident of his birth-place, nor on the score of the religion which he inherited from his fathers. If the most uncompromising protestant among us had been born in Ireland, he would doubtless have grown up a firm believer in Romanism. Neither do we blame the poor emigrant for his ignorance of our institutions and the superstition which beclouds and benumbs his intellect. These are his misfortunes, not his faults. And even the crimes of these benighted men should be treated with the leniency due to children. They are often but the errors of men who stumble in darkness. But when it comes

to a question of government; when we are asked to vote for men to hold the reins and the sword over us, we say give us the intelligent, honest, native sons of the soil, rather than these strangers and aliens, who are equally ignorant of our language, our laws, and our history.

A PATRIOTIC DONATION.

WHEN General Green was retreating through the Carolinas, after the battle of the Cowpens, and while at Salisbury, North Carolina, he put up at a hotel, the landlady of which was Mrs. Elizabeth Steele. A detachment of Americans had just had a skirmish with the British under Cornwallis, at the Catawba ford, and were defeated and dispersed; and when the wounded were brought to the hotel, the General no doubt felt somewhat discouraged, for the fate of the South, and perhaps of the country seemed to hang on the result of this memorable retreat. Added to his other troubles was that of being penniless; and Mrs. Steele, learning this fact by accident, and ready to do anything in her power to further the cause of freedom, took him aside, and drew from under her apron two bags of specie. Presenting them to him she generously said, "Take these, for you will want them, and I can do without them."