Correspondence of the Richmond Dispatch.
letter from Texas.
Our hitherto quiet and orderly people are all fully aroused, and all wear the look of determined resistance to Black Republican rule. We have no straight-out submissionists here; no one would think of acknowledging his willingness to submit to Black Republican despotism. The unanimity for resistance pervades all classes, and all local differences are forgotten. The military spirit of our people is fully aroused. The various companies in this and adjoining counties, are arming them selves with the most formidable weapons of modern warfare. The weekly drill and the roaring of cannon would, to a stranger, appear as if we had already the enemy in our midst. And is it not the case? We have had these "emissaries of fanaticism" amongst us, burning our houses, destroying our towns and villages, distributing poison, and inciting our negroes to insurrection, arson and murder — A few weeks ago one of these emissaries at tempted to proclaim his doctrine in San Antonio, when a fight ensued, and a Southern man was killed, and this fanatic permitted to escape.
In Gonzales, the Lexington of Texas, a regiment of a thousand men, armed and equipped for battle, have been organized headed by the brave and gallant Texan, Jabez C Wilson, a man tried in the dark days of the Texas revolution; a man who spurned the protection of the British flag, and who preferred as a Texan to draw for the black bean, rather than claim protection under any than the Lone Star flag In our own little town, we have organized a company of about eighty men. You, of the border States, are hardly prepared to realize the condition of things here. This spirit of resistance, the bustle and activity of the people, which has swept over our county like some mighty contagion in the last few weeks, seems to be almost miraculous; nevertheless, it is a fact. Old men and boys, men who but a few days ago were strong advocates of Union, are now the most clamorous for secession. Notwithstanding the unusual political excitement, the young folk have not forgotten the coming holidays, but are making preparation to celebrate it with the accustomed festivity.
We are soon to have a railroad from Columbus to San Antonio, which will pass near this place, and ere long we may expect to hear the whistle of the iron horse where but a few years ago roamed the wild mustang and Camanche. Our planters are busily preparing for the coming crop.
The winter thus far has been quite a mild one, but few "Northers," and quite mild at that. I has not been cold enough to freeze but once this winter. Mustang.
