"Can such things Be?"
--When the dis d information of Macbeth induced to he saw the ghost of murdered Banq the exclamation was, "Gan., such things and overcomes as like a cloud without our special wonder?" This quotation must find an appropriate response in the bosom of those modern sooth ers, with whom the wish is more than the father to the thought, who have hither to so dolorously proclaimed in the fullness of their hopes that Richmond must inevitably fall into the hands of the Yankees. But now that Southern chivalry has broken the lance of despotism, and made the second "grand army" seek safety alone in flight, they mentally exclaim, "Can such things be?" Those who believed and openly taught the idea that the fate of Norfolk and New Orleans would be the fate of Richmond when McClellan, the gust, should pronounce its doom, are now more amazed and self-stultified than was Macbeth at the imaginary appearance of Banquo. They dreamed in their imaginations that Richmond would now be a smouldering pile of shapeless rains, over which some reporter of the New York Herald could stalk at leisure, write at pleasure, and lie ad libitum! But lo! that beautiful city still stands in all us fair proportions, without even one "mortal wound upon its crown! How do you now feel, gentlemen? The most prominent head of the hydra of despotism has been crushed, and the whole body writhes in painful contortion ! Richmond still stands the proud old Capital of the mother of States, and the honored Metropolis of the Southern Confederacy. W next you prophecy that Virginia will be over run and the ts of Richmond be p ed by the presence of a victorious foe, remember the battle by the waters of the Chickahominy, and ask yourselves where the — old "S. overall" Jackson is?--Dakattle Register.
