The Daily Dispatch: March 7, 1861., [Electronic resource]

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From Charleston.
[special Correspondence of the Dispatch.]

This is the day that is to bring the most undying disgrace upon America that was ever dreamed of by its worst enemies, and no doubt that jealous Old England, in her heart, chuckles over the great fall of her rival, though that rival be a daughter. Glad am I that I am not on your side of the line, my friends, and sorry am I that good and true Southern men, independent thinking and acting men, scattered all through your State, are bound to such a Government and to be ruled by such a party, and that party headed by one so little capable of carrying out the remmon civilities of life. Think of the President of the United States measuring height with some longshoreman," and then remarking, "he took me down"--talking of "meal tubs"--kissing some pert woman, who might or might not be of doubtful character — of telling a young man who wanted to play poodle, "I can't shake your hand, but if you had a sister here I'd shake her hand." And then for the dirty herd, the "rag-tag and bob-tail," to address him as "Abe." Mercy upon you, what a fall! The spirit of Washington defend you. Well, the best advice I can offer you, Messrs. Editors, is to do like thousands of your best citizens will do — get up your duds, gather up all your flocks and herds, your children and kindred, and make one general exodus into more genial and favored climes, where you will be at least from under the rule of the most unmitigated buffoon, clown, dandy Jim, that the United States ever produced.

Our new Tariff has not yet got fully under way, though the officials here have plenty to do, as goods are pouring in from all quarters, by land and by sea.

Already the future permanent Capital for the new Confederacy is being discussed.--Every man has his place, and I have mine.--Columbia is spoken of — it being the Athens of the South, having much wealth, plenty of space, and, for the most part, regarded as healthy. I do not very much like Columbia; for unless I am mistaken, it is a very damp place-- a dampness from fresh water — and much out of the way. Atlanta (Ga.) is urged by the citizens of that place. Atlanta is central, it is true, and healthy; but those streets, and that mud, and that population!

Macon, Ga., is also spoken of, but for mercy's sake, unless we are like " Shedrack, Me-shack and Abednego," don't think of it — for, without doubt, it is the hottest place this side of Vesuvius.

Huntsville, also, is named; but that won't do — not quite "sound on the goose."

Montgomery, Ala. Ah, now I am balked. Montgomery is one of the most delightful inland cities in the South. Situated on the Alabama river — high and rolling, dry and healthy, and "beautiful for situation" with the hills round about it, with a population of as cultivated and refined men and women as is to be found on this green earth, and if my choice is not the choice, then I go in for Montgomery, and Montgomery will be the Capital of the Southern Republic. "Which is your choice?" you begin to ask. There is the rub. My choice is just the right place — no mistake in that — and I think you will agree with me before I leave you "Well, what place is it? " you ask, impatiently. Well, I'll tell you — it is Charleston. It is due to her. Never would these seven Cotton States have been from under the tyrannical rule of the North, if it had not been for Charleston. But, you ask, "is it healthy?" Healthy? Look to the statistics, and you will find (in Hall's Journal of Health, I think.) that its bill of mortality is the smallest, except two, of any city on the Continent of America, and only third or fourth of any known to the world. Except once in about three years we never have yellow fever, and that is not always of a virulent kind. "Is it pleasant in summer?" No city in America is more so. The sea breezes prevail through summer, and altogether it is the most delightful summer city that I know of. Then we have everything here for the accommodation of the Government — the finest market in the South--convenient to the ocean — near to Cuba, Boston, New York, Philadelphia — immediately on the great highway that will be from New Orleans east, and sufficiently central for any purpose; and more than all, there is not a people on earth more highly polished than the people of Charleston. Yet I confess I had rather have Washington city than any, and if you and Maryland will come along and get into good company, we will have Washington any how, in defiance of "fuss and feathers."