Whatever our readers' politics may be, they cannot fail to feel a stern satisfaction in the simple fact that within a few miles of that "most erring of sisters," Charleston, Emancipation-day, as it is called, was celebrated with great pomp, and that one of the chief rejoicers on the occasion was our old acquaintance, Sambo, who, generally speaking, is always accompanied by the inevitable banjo. Thousands take their notion of Indians from Cooper's imaginary Uncas, and other impossible Redskins, and just as many build their ideal of a colored person on George Christy's inimitable caricature. Two-thirds of our boarding-school misses believe that a contraband is a dark gentleman with a triangular collar of some two feet high, in new pumps and broadcloth, a set of white ivory, a fine tenor voice, a rather handsome banjo and a remarkably bad hat. But we must return to our sketches of some of their doings on January 1, when, accompanied by the correspondent of the New York Herald, and other notable persons, our Artist embarked at Hilton Head on board the Boston, for Camp Saxton and Smith's Plantation, which are about ten miles distant; but we will tell the story in his own words:

"The object of my visiting the above place was to witness the scenes and incidents relative to the celebration of 'Emancipation-day' in South Carolina by all the contrabands in this Department, under the auspices of Gen. Saxton and the 'Freedman's Association.' We had for passengers, on this occasion, what a rebel would esteem his fortune—being no less than scores of colored individuals of all stripes, sizes, modes of dress and hue. Upon our arrival at our destination we landed our sable freight in boats, noticing also the arrival of the steamer Flora from Beaufort, which was literally jammed with niggers, who grinned and chatted like so many monkeys. "After landing, the blacks were assembled en masse. on the river bank, where the 'invited guests,' preceded by the 1st South Carolina Volunteers, headed by the 8th Maine volunteers' band, wended their way to the grove in the rear of the mansion, where a dinner, speechifying, etc., awaited them. Of course, Gen. Saxton, Rev. Mr. French, Mr. Gage, and Col, Higginson, of the lst South Carolina Volunteers, were early on hand.

"Upon my arrival at the grove I found a large, platform erected, upon which were many ladies and gentlemen (white) who were interested in ' the movement.' Around this platform were large numbers of the darker race sitting and standing.male and female, ad lib., while encircling these stood a double file of negroes belonging: to the 1st South Carolina volunteers, who listened with great attention to the remarks addressed to them, frequently testifying their pleasure by repeated cheers ana rounds of applause. Especially when their colors were presented them,and particularly as their color-bearers on the stand, with the Stars and Stripes in their dark fists, addressed them, their manifestations of pleasure made the welkin ring. They were then addressed by Gen. Saxton, Col. Higginson, Mr. Gage, Rev. Mr. French and others. They next dined upon fresh beef and other 'goodies.'

"All seemed to enjoy themselves, and nothing occurred, so far as I can learn, to prevent other than a very agreeable time. The weather was very fine."