An intelligent gentleman, who has recently visited the U. S., and has had unusual opportunities of observation, expresses the conviction that the North, unless some unexpected advantage of great importance shall be obtained by its arms, or some great misfortune be brought upon us by our own folly, will not be able much longer to conduct the war upon its present dimensions. He is of opinion that the North is much nearer exhaustion than the South. Their bluster and bravado will increase in proportion as their strength diminishes, but if we are true to ourselves, patient, persistent and harmonious, the worst of our danger, with the blessing of Heaven, will soon be over.—Such at least is the opinion of one whose name, if we could give it, would carry with it no ordinary weight.
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From the Thu., Nov. 19, 1863 issue