rgyman in many States, especially in the West, was at one
time a professor at Delaware College, Newark, and was well known during
the later years of his life as editor of and contributor to that very
able magazine, the Presbyterian _Quarterly Review_.

We had frequent opportunities of becoming familiar with the scope of Mr.
Wallace's abilities, and can testify that they were truly remarkable.
Apart from his theological learning he was a thorough and extremely
varied student of general literature; one familiar to a degree rare in
this country with Greek genius; a most able and ready writer; and above
all, a man of strong belief; one who touched no subject on which he did
not write with sincerest interest.

Mr. Wallace left a large circle of friends and a family to mourn a loss
which all the friends of religion and of culture share in common with
them. It is seldom that the journalist is called on to record the death
of any one who to natural gifts, aided by most excellent education,
added such a life of conscientious and modest industry. He was a true
Christian and gentleman in all things.

* * * * *

The writer of the letter excerpted from in the following story, will
accept our sincere thanks for the 'De Bow,' which, as he will find
'other wheres,' has been turned to account by us:

_New-Orleans, August 13th, 1862._

DEAR CONTINENTAL: Let me give you a true version of an anecdote touching
the 'contraband' question: it may do for the Drawer.

A rascally slave-jockey of this habitat procured an order for the
rendition of a fugitive, who was supposed to be in the Quartermaster's
employ at the Custom-House, addressed to that functionary. Meanwhile the
negro, who had doubtless been there, had taken refuge in the hospital,
whither Jew pursued him with the same order, not doubting that the
Major-General's order was as good for one place as another. But Dr.
Smith, it seems, thought otherwisely, for he coolly informed the
applicant that _he_ was not Quartermaster, and declined to pay any
attention to an order on that officer. Back to head-quarters travels
'Shylock,' with his dishonored order and his complaint. The paper is
forthwith returned with a curt indorsement and the assurance that 'that
will make it all right.' Thus fortified, he returned to the charge, and
triumphantly displaying the back of the paper only to Dr. Smith,
demanded his 'nigger.' Dr. Smith looked at the writing presen