The Governor Of South Carolina has appoin-
red TIE 5.h Of November as Thanksgiving day
The same lime as in Georgia.

For lie Colu.ab,su Fountain.

TIE SOLDIERS DREAM,
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Twas on the eve Of baule,


The sword was cast aside,
! The cannon's loud death rattle. tl
Had sunk in peace, and died.
fleft the field Of sorrow


And sought the cooling shade. III
To cherish ere the morrow


The freshness Of the glade.
! Iroam'd the forest o'er,


And lastly sought 10 rest,
The sun had set before ''s


In yonder blushing west;
A fir tree spread its wings
Da Across my lonely way, a
And other beauteous ,hings,


Spread out in rich array.
I ] laid me down and wept,


In one continuous stream, sEs
ga When suddenly ! slept.
Z And 10 had dream.
The glance Of many years


Had dyed my ringlets grey.
IA Smiles had vended tears IN
NJ To s,rew their dying way.
But now the scene was changing.
The hair hung loosely down,
The locks around me ranging,
Had turned a chestnut brown;
The cry OF war around me,


Had caused the blood TO flow,
And mid the spell that bound me,
, Laid fifty thousand low!
My soul was lit with courage,
And rous'd burning fame,
] cared not youth. nor for age,
But victory and fame.
Then al once in sorrow


Beheld the aiming stroke,
To kill me ere the morrow,


But long before / woke
The day had turned TO night.
And all was wrapt in sleep.
The reckless vision bright,


Had left me there to weep.
] apprehended danger,


My eyes were growing dim,
\ saw shining stranger, a
p Who bade me follow him.
Then suddenly an aching


Came o'er my Ianguid brain,
And in the midst Of waking,


Behold slept again.
The heavens then was waging
With darkness and with light,
The battle, TOO, was raging,


In all its 6ercesl 6ght.
The stranger then came near.
And bade me look on high,
My banner blazing here


Had grew unto the sky;
He ask'd me then my will;


told him what would,
Review the native hill,


Where fathers cottage stood.
Then all at once around me
A shining glory shone,
And mid the dream that bound me,
! found myself alone.
Mid trees and pleasant bowers.
+ As onward still sprang,
And all the sweetest flowers,
My seeming praises sang.
This joyful vision bore me


Unto rural spot,
When 10 !! in sight, before me,
Beheld my fathers cot.
My father came TO meet me,
And sisters one by one,
Came forward then TO greet me,
A mothers bravest son.
! heard my brothers. prattle,
His merry laugh once more,
Although he died in battle,


Long since on some far shore;
My cheeks were red with glowing,
My troubles but a scan,
And then with light locks flowing,
woke grey old man.


P. M. D.
U. 8. Hotel, PenR. Avenue.