Jim, I hope you have arms in your hands long ere this, and have done good work with them! I hope Sol has also. Either of you has enough of the _vis ab intra_ to make a good soldier. As you won't know what that means, Jim and Sol, I'll tell you,--it's a broken heart. But whether Sol and Jim have arms in their hands or not, by all means arm the rest. Wanted, two hundred thousand British muskets to arm as many likely niggers,--all warranted equal to samples, Sol and Jim,--same make, same temper. Blockade-runners had better apply immediately.