With another allusion to the glorious valor of our better adjourn this camp meeting, and go home and troops, who had accomplished this great victory, and drill."-Boston Transcript. reminding all of the great cause they had for returning thanks to Him to whom alone thanks were due for this blessing on our arms, he concluded amid the tumultuous applause of the assemblage, and was escorted to his hotel.

At 9. 30, a large concourse of citizens and visitors having assembled before the Spotswood House, the President was again called out, and again stirred the popular heart with his eloquent recital of the brave deeds done by our troops in the late battle. He was preceded on this occasion by Col. Chesnut, of South Carolina, (an aid to Gen. Beauregard,) in a chaste and eloquent speech.

This unannounced arrival of our President took the citizens by surprise. Had they known of his coming, such an ovation would have greeted his return as never before was witnessed in the Old Do

minion.

Just behind the train which brought the President, there arrived a second, bringing 585 Hessian prisoners, 25 of whom were commissioned officers, and 30 of Ellsworth's Fire Zouaves. Passengers by this train inform us that several hundred other prisoners were left at Manassas, and that our troops continued to bring them in hourly; and that many of them came into our camp and delivered themselves up. The 585 brought to this city were immediately marched to Harwood's factory.-Richmond Enquirer, July 24.

"Do not !"

A REBEL'S LETTER.-The following letter was taken by one of the pickets of Col. Gordon's Regiment, (the Massachusetts Second.) It shows that the privates as well as the Generals of the rebel army can tell big stories:

"CAMP JACKSON, MANASSAS JUNCTION,

and have nothing of any consequence to complain of, "DEAR MOTHER AND FRIENDS:-I am safe yet, which is more than many a fellow-soldier can say.

"I suppose you have heard what an awful battle we had down here last Sunday. I was not in it-as it so happened I could not get with my regiment, and glad I am I was not. This morning I went out on the battle-field, and, hard-hearted as you term me, was horror-struck at the sight. Men (Yankees) lying around in every direction, dead and wounded. suppose I must have seen at least 500 men and 200 horses-some places as many as six horses lying side by side. It is supposed their loss is over 5,000 men killed and wounded, and they took somewhere near 1,000 live Yankees prisoners. Oh, they were whipped decently. They chased old Scott so close, he had to leave his coach, and lost his epaulettes; and if reports are true, he lost one of his cowardly legs. Our regiment took the famous Sherman's Battery. Well, we have taken near 50 pieces of rifled cannon, and run them clean off the field. Beauregard, of South Carolina, led our regiment. They (I mean the regiment) whipped the Ellsworth Zouaves, that muchdreaded band of ruffians. Yes, I have seen them

Ar Bull Run, when the order came from the headquarters for the retreat, word was passed down the line to the New York Zouaves. "Do not!" exclaimed a score of the "pet lambs" in a breath. myself—yes, more than a hundred of them, as high "We are ordered to retreat," said the as six in a bunch, dead as a door nail. They had commander. "Wot 'n thunder's that !" responded 75,000 men against us, and so sure was Scott of sucone of the hard-heads, who evidently did not compre-cess, it is reported he brought up one hundred ladies from Washington to see him conquer Southerners;hend the word exactly. "Go back-retire," continued the commander. "Go back-where?" "Leave the (but some one got hurt.) Jeff. Davis came up here field." "Leave? Why, that ain't what we come for. on Sunday, and was on the field himself. Gen. JackWe're here to fight," insisted the boys. son was wounded, two fingers shot off; Gen. Bee here with 1,040 men," said the commander. "There killed. I do not know our loss-250 killed, not are now 600 left. Fall back, boys!" and the more, and it may be less, but 200 men lost will cover "lambs" sulkily retired, evidently displeased with all. It commenced about 6 in the morning, and lasted all day. They had a fight here on Thursday too, hear of us will be at Washington. We are deterbut it was nothing to this. I suppose the next you mined to have it."-Boston Journal, Aug. 16.

the order.

"We came

Two of the New Hampshire Second were leaving the field, through the woods, when they were suddenly confronted by five rebels, who ordered them to "halt! or we fire." The Granite boys saw their dilemma, but the foremost of them presented his musket, and answered, "Halt you, or we fire!" and, at the word, both discharged their pieces. The rebel fell, his assailant was unharmed. Seizing his companion's musket, he brought it to his shoulder, and said to the other, "Fire!" Both fired their guns at once, and two more rebels fell. The others fled. The leader's name was Hanford-from Dover, N. H. As the Maine troops were leaving the field of battle, a soldier stepped up to one of the officers of the 5th Regiment, and requested him to lend him a knife. The officer took out a common pocket-knife, and handed it to the soldier, who sat down at the side of the road, pulled up the leg of his trousers, and deliberately dug a musket-ball out of his leg, jumped up, and resumed his march.

When the news of the repulse reached the camp meeting at Desplaines, Ill., Rev. Henry Cox, who was preaching at the time the intelligence was received, remarked, on closing his sermon, "Brethren, we had

COL. HAMPTON, upon having his horse shot from under him, seized a rifle, and said, "Watch me, boys; do as I do." He then shot down successively several of the Federal officers who were leading their forces against him. Gen. Beauregard then came up, and said, "Take that battery." Just at that moment the flag of the legion was shot down. Beauregard said, "Hand it to me; let me bear the Palmetto flag." He did bear it in the fury of the fight. Col. Johnson, of the legion, was slain in the charge.

The Hampton Legion promised to defend the flag presented to them by the ladies of the Palmetto State while one of them remained to step the field of conflict. That this promise will be sacredly redeemed, no one will doubt, when he comes to learn that of the eight hundred who went into the field on Sunday, one hundred and ten sealed their fidelity with their blood, that being the number of their killed and wounded, according to the unofficial reports.-Richmond Whig, July 24.

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Gov. SMITH's reigment, the Virginia 49th, was in | The South weeps o'er her slain;
the thickest of the fight, and all of his companies And well she may; for they were jewels
suffered considerably. His own horse was struck From her diadem.
by a ball. His adjutant, Lieut. Caleb Smith, was
wounded. Lieut. Ward, commanding a Fauquier
company, was killed, as were also a number of his
men, beside others who were wounded. Col. E. C.
Carrington, of Washington city, formerly of Vir-
ginia, was one of the prisoners taken in the battle of
last Sunday.

MEMPHIS, TENN.-The serious results of the victory He returns involuntarily, in humiliation and shame, have been ascertained at the War Department to be to his mother State, which he left in respectability sixty-nine pieces of artillery, 23,000 stand of arms, and with fair prospects. His hundreds of patriotic 800 wagons laden with stores and munitions of war, and influential relations in Virginia point the finger of and a quantity of provisions so huge as to appear scorn and contempt at the traitor. The capture of almost incredible. Never dreaming of defeat, and Col. Carrington will make Abraham need a new Dis-only occupied with the advance of their grand army, trict-Attorney. His eloquence and his arms have proved alike futile against his mother State. He has disgraced himself, not her.

ton, and became lost in the Virginia forests near the Blue Ridge. Worn down with fatigue, famished with hunger, and despairing of ever making their way out without being discovered, they hailed one of our scouts, and requested that their condition be laid before Gen. Beauregard. All surrendered, and were kindly furnished with nourishment. It is presumed that they will be sent to Richmond.

It is also stated that a house in the vicinity of Fairfax Court House, which was suspected by our troops, was surrounded last Friday, and found to contain sixteen Yankee officers, who were not quite active enough in their movements last Sunday, and took refuge in this building. They were all bagged, of course, and will be securely held until it is ascertained what disposition is to be made of the crew of the privateer Savannah.-Richmond Dispatch.

SECOND NEW HAMPSHIRE REGIMENT.-Both Gen. Scott and the Brigade Commander Col. Burnside, have expressed the warmest appreciation of the extraordinary firmness and steadiness of this regiment while under galling fire and during the retreat.

of battle in our favor, decided the fortunes of the field."

A member of the Palmetto Guard writes to the Mercury as follows:-"The day was lost when our two regiments came up. Our troops were falling back, and had retired some distance. Col. Kershaw gave the command Forward,' and, after some ten or twelve rounds, away went the Yankees. I understand Beauregard said our regiments 'saved the day' -a second battle of Waterloo.

"No regiment ever entered a battle under more depressing circumstances than we did. All along our line of march men were retreating, and saying to us we are defeated. But we went forward, and the day was won."

THE correspondent of the Charleston Courier tells this story at the expense of the Virginia chivalry :"Among the prisoners is a noble-looking and intelligent Zouave, one of the few decent exceptions in the crew. I saw him on the field, just after he was taken. While passing a group of our men, one of the latter called him some hard name. 'Sir,' said the Zouave, Col. Marston was severely wounded in the begin- turning on his heel and looking the Virginian full in ning of the engagement at Bull Run, and although the eye, 'I have heard that yours was a nation of gallantly returning to the field, the command devolved gentlemen, but your insult comes from a coward and upon Lieut.-Col. Fiske. Col. Burnside himself re- a knave. I am your prisoner, but you have no right lates, that, testing the resources of his brigade, he said to fling your curses upon me because I am unfortuto Col. Fiske: "Will your men obey such and such nate. Of the two, sir, I consider myself the gentlean order?" To which Col. Fiske replied: 66 My man.' I need not add that the Virginian slunk away men will obey any order." under the merited rebuke, or that a dozen soldiers generously gathered around the prisoner, and assured him of protection from further insult."

The following paragraph from the Washington National Republican shows how far this confidence was justified:

"THE SECOND NEW HAMPSHIRE REGIMENT.-Dur- Ar the battle of Bull Run, some Congressmen were ing the late engagement, the Second New Hampshire taken who had come out to see the fun. One of Regiment behaved with the utmost gallantry. Arriv- them seeing our representative, the Hon. Porcher ing on the field the second regiment, they were in- Miles, accosted him with, "Hallo, Miles, my dear felstantly called upon to support the right of the Rhode low; how do you do?" Miles looked for a moment Island battery, and with the coolness of veterans, surprised, and replied, "Sir, I have not the pleasure although swept by the fire of the rebels, formed line of your acquaintance. What is your name?" of battle and remained in this trying position for which he quickly replied, "I am Mr. of New more than an hour. When ordered to charge, they York. Don't you remember me, old fellow? We rushed on with great impetuosity, driving the enemy were in Congress together. I only came out to see from their position to the woods, and sweeping every the fun." To which Mr. Miles replied, drawing himthing before them. At one time, when a retreat was self up with dignity, "Sir, I don't know you. I can't sounded, Companies A and B remained in their posi- recognize any one who comes out to witness the subtion half an hour after every other company had re-jugation of my country as an amusement;" and treated, and poured in a destructive fire upon the rebels, who were advancing to outflank them, only retiring when capture or annihilation became inevitable. Boston Journal, Aug. 6.

A CORRESPONDENT of the Charleston Mercury, writing from Richmond, Va., says: "It is settled, without question, that at one time during the fight, our army was on the eve of being defeated. This was in the early part of the afternoon. Scattered and exhausted as were our men, victory, for a time, inclined to favor the overwhelming army of the enemy, and its General, believing he had gained a victory, despatched the news to Washington. Happily, at this critical juncture, Kershaw, Cash, and Kemper stemmed and turned the adverse tide, driving the frightened foe before their accurate fire and rapid charges. Both Beauregard and Johnston rallied their forces, and led them in person to the attack. Soon after, Elzey's and Smith's brigades, of about four thousand men, came up opportunely and reinforced our army. This reinforcement, with the heroic rally made by the Generals, after Kershaw turned the tide

turned on his heel, leaving the New Yorker to enjoy the fun of bare floors and rations not such as he has been accustomed to at Willard's or Barnum's, and from which, no doubt, he will come a wiser, if not a better man.

An old soldier is here who fought in the Creck, the Seminole, and the Mexican wars. He was in the fight at Manassas, and he says he has never seen any soldiers, regulars nor any others, who stood fire as our army did at Manassas. They were perfectly fearless and unflinching, heeding neither the falling balls nor their falling comrades, but keeping up a steady and persistent fire. He seemed to think it was glory enough to fight in such company. I heard a similar testimony paid to Magruder's men in the Bethel fight. The officer who came over from Fortress Monroe with a flag of truce, was one who had been a friend when they were in the regular army together. He said, "Magruder, your battery must have been manned by regulars, or it could not have done such execution." He replied, "So far from that, they are only boys; the half of them have spelling-books in their pockets."-Charleston Courier, July 27.

AN English officer asserts that he met one of Gen. | forward from out of the mêlée, and fell, sharply Johnston's aids in New York on Sunday, and that wounded, close beside him. The Georgian recog he personally knew him to be such. The rebel spy-nized his uniform, though he was fatally hurt, and for he was nothing else—told the Englishman that feebly held out his hand. "We came into this batMessrs. Davis, Beauregard, Lee and Co. consider tle," he said, "enemies. Let us die friends. Faretheir victory at Bull Run as a defeat, in comparison well." He spoke no more, but his companion in diswith what they expected and ought to have made it. aster took the extended hand, and escaped to relate They had their lines so skilfully arranged as to draw this touching fact. us within and beyond their flanks-to catch us in the most deadly kind of trap, attack us with shot, and musketry, and horse, from every side at once, and enforce a wholesale surrender of the "grand army of the Potomac." They had been fighting, he says, all day, in such wise as merely to indicate a determined defence, and by a gradual retreat had nearly lured us into the desired position, when all their plan was defeated by the mistaken enthusiasm of Col. Kirby Smith. That officer brought on the railroad reinforcements from Winchester, and, instead of going straight to the Junction, as had been positively ordered by Beauregard, he stopped the cars near the battle-field, formed his men in solid squares, and marched superbly to the ground. This was the reserve which our tired forces saw coming against them, and before which they retreated in time to escape the snare laid for them. Johnston's aid affirmed that Smith was in high disfavor for his error, which was the only movement that saved the Federal army.-N. Y. World.

In the thickest of the contest a secession colonel of cavalry was knocked out of his saddle by a ball from one of our riflemen. "There goes old Baker, of the Georgia First!" shouted one of our boys, in hearing of his chaplain. "Who?" queried the parson. "Colonel Baker, of the rebel ranks, has just gone to his long home." Ah, well," replied the chaplain, quietly, "the longer I live the less cause I have to find fault with the inscrutable acts of Divine Providence."-An unlucky private in one of the New York regiments was wounded in this fight, and his father arrived at the hospital just as the surgeon was removing the ball from the back of his shoulder. The boy lay with his face downwards on the pallet. Ah, my poor son," said the father, mournfully, "I'm very sorry for you. But it's a bad place to be hit in-thus in the back." The sufferer turned over, bared his breast, and pointing to the opening above the armpit, exclaimed, Father, here's where the ball went in!"

One of the Zouaves was struck by a cannon shot, which tore through his thigh close to his body, nearly severing the limb from the trunk. As he fell, he drew his photograph from his breast, and said to his nearest comrade, "Take this to my wife. Tell her I died like a soldier, faithful to my country's cause, and the good old flag. Good-bye!" and he died where he fell.

One of our riflemen had his piece carried away by a ball, which struck it out of his hands just as his company was in the act of advancing to storm one of the smaller rebel batteries. Unharmed, he sprang forward, and threw himself down on his face, under the enemy's guns. A Zouave lay there, wounded and bleeding, out of the way of the murderous fire. "Lay close-lay close, old boy," said the latter to the new comer, "the boys 'll take this ole furnace 'n a minnit, and then we'll git up an' give the rebels fits ag'in.' Three minutes afterwards the battery was carried, and the two soldiers were in the thickest of the fight again.

A member of the Second Connecticut regiment writes to the New Haven Journal:

While at a halt, it was my lot to witness a very painful scene. I captured a prisoner, (a German,) belonging to the Eighth South Carolina regiment, and took him to Major Colburn for instructions as how to dispose of him. The prisoner requested one privilege as his last, which the Major very humanely granted. He said his brother lay a short distance off, in a dying condition, and he wished to see him. I bade him lead the way, and I followed.

He took me to an old log hut but a few rods from where our regiment was halted. On the north side, in the shade, we found the wounded man. The pris oner spoke to him-he opened his eyes-the film of death had already overspread them, and the tide of life was fast ebbing. He was covered with blood, and the swarms of flies and mosquitoes, which were fattening upon his life's blood, indicated that he had lain there for some time. They clasped hands together, muttered a few words in the German language, supplicating the Throne of Grace for their families at home, kissed, and bade each other a final adieu; the prisoner remarking as I took him by the arm to lead him away, for the column was moving, Brother, you are dying, and I am a prisoner." The man was shot with a musket ball, in the back, just over the hip; from which fact I inferred that he was on the retreat when the deadly ball overtook him. N. Y. Express, Aug. 1.

WHY THE SOUTHERN ARMY DON'T MARCH.-The Augusta (Ga.) Chronicle and Sentinel of the 18th, has an article on the question, "Why don't our army move forward?" The editor says:

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We claim to be the superiors of the Northmen in every respect, and we are; but we have got to prove An artillery man lay on the ground, nearly ex- it to their satisfaction before we can expect peace. hausted from loss of blood, and too weak to get out * * It is the policy and fixed determination of the way of the tramping troops and horses that of our government to advance, and, if possible, to flitted about him. A mounted horseman came tow-bring the war to an end before the cool weather, the ards him, when he raised the bleeding stumps of both his arms, and cried out, "Don't tread on me, Capt'n! See! both hands are gone." The trooper leaped over him, a shell broke near by, and the crashing fragments put the sufferer quickly out of his misery.

A rebel-one of the Georgia regiments-lay with a fearful shot-wound in his side, which tore out several of his ribs. The life-blood of the poor fellow was fast oozing out, when one of our troops came dashing

recruiting of the enemy, and his preparations of sufficient transportation shall enable him to make an invasion of the Carolina and Georgia coast.

It is well known now that Gen. Beauregard's forces at Manassas, previous to Johnston's arrival, were comparatively small; and even after Johnston came, the combined army could not have exceeded forty thousand effective men. Since the battle, we have good reason to believe that Beauregard and Johnston

have under their command much more than a hun- Their army was well appointed, well organized, and dred thousand men-enough for all practical pur-provided with a splendid artillery, the entire of which poses. It is not the want of men that has prevented fell into our hands. Wheat's battalion, to which I an advance, but the lack of means of transportation, was attached as a volunteer, consisting of only 400 and the lack of food, coupled with sickness. Beaure- men, sustained for an hour the shock of at least 8,000 gard has been almost wholly without means of trans- of the enemy, and only retreated when almost cut to portation for his vast army, and proper food in suffi- pieces. Every officer who was mounted had his horse cient quantity, as we have reason to believe. And shot under him. When carrying a message from men who fought the great fight on the 21st, and came Wheat to Gen. Evans, my own horse met with a simout of it without so much as a scratch, were in no ilar fate, and I escaped by a perfect miracle. I must condition to do military duty for several days. With confess that this command was the admiration of little food of suitable quality, fatigued, worn down, friend and foe. Formed in part of Irish, and the rest they were in no condition to advance. In fact, very the flower of Southern chivalry, the battalion covered many of them have been sick since the fight; and it itself with glory. Emotions of no ordinary character is but truth to say that they, as well as the wounded, thrilled through my breast as I found myself strughave not had proper attention from the medical de- gling on this terrible field of carnage, and advocating partment, which, so far as we can learn, was organized a righteous cause, surrounded as I was by so many of in the very worst manner, if, indeed, it can be said my own gallant island countrymen. You will be glad to have had any organization at all. to hear that I escaped the terrible ordeal of shot and shell, and was honored with the thanks of Gen. Beauregard for some slight service which I performed on the field. Poor Wheat seemed the genius of the fight-conspicuous by his great size and soldier-like mien, his flashing eye and glittering blade-he was seen everywhere in the hottest part of the struggle. Poor fellow! He was desperately wounded, but is now recovering. The loss of the enemy was 8,000 men, 57 pieces of cannon, and about 25,000 stand of arms. Believe me, very faithfully yours,

Months ago, we called attention to the impropriety of favoritism and politics in the organization of the army, and especially directed attention to the absolute necessity of having the best available ability in the quartermasters' and commissary department.

The sickness, from wounds and otherwise, in our Virginia army, is absolutely frightful, and the insufficiency and inefficiency of the medical department more frightful still. Only think of our noble boys suffering twenty-four hours after battle without being seen, and then attended perhaps by men unfit for their office, and four days elapsing before the department at Richmond sent any lint or bandages to Manassas, when an abundance ought to have been there a month before the battle.

THE POSITION OF THE CONFEDERATES.-A correspondent of the N. O. Picayune, writing from Manassas on the 10th instant, says:

There is not a single act of the Confederate States that could be so construed as to justify any reasonable man in coming to the conclusion that the South intended to take Washington. We have never claimed more than is embraced in the boundaries of the seceded States. That is the whole extent of our claim. Washington is situated in that part of the District of Columbia transferred by Maryland, and just as long as Maryland remains with the North, just so long we will refrain from any attack.

AN ENGLISH OFFICER ON THE BATTLE OF MANASSAS

PLAINS.

To the Editor of the Dispatch:

RICHMOND, Aug. 4.

Late Major in the army of Italy,
R. YOUNG ATKINS.
-Richmond (Va.) Dispatch.

S. PHILLIPS DAY, Richmond.

RESURGAMUS.

BY R. H. STODDART.

They say the battle has been lost-What then?
There is no need of tears, and doleful strains:
The holy Cause for which we fought remains,
And millions of unconquerable men.
Repulse may do us good, it should not harm
;
Where work is to be done, 'tis well to know
Its full extent; before the final blow,
Power, nerved to crush, must bare its strong right arm!
Rebels, rejoice then, while ye may, for we,
Driven back a moment, by the tide of war,
Re-gathered, shall pour on ye from afar,
As mighty and resistless as the sea!
The battle is not lost while men remain,
Free men, and brave, like ours, to fight again!
NEW YORK, July 22, 1861.

DARK."

DEAR SIR: The enclosed letter, which I have just "IT GROWS VERY DARK, MOTHER-VERY received from an English officer, who took part in the famous fight on the 21st ult., may be of interest to your readers. I have, therefore, great pleasure in placing it at your service.

Very truly yours,

S. PHILLIPS DAY,
Special correspondent of the London Morning
Herald and the Morning Chronicle.
HEAD-QUARTERS CONFEDERATE ARMY, MANASSAS
JUNCTION, July 29, 1861.

BY

"Z. R."

Our boys died game. One was ordered to fall in rank. He answered quietly, "I will if I can." His arm hung shattered by his side, and he was bleeding to death. His last words brought tears to the eyes of all around. He murmured, "It grows very dark, mother-very dark." Poor fellow, his thoughts wero far away at his peaceful home in Ohio.-Cincinnati Gazette.

The crimson tide was ebbing, and the pulse grew weak and faint,

But the lips of that brave soldier scorned e'en now to make complaint;

MY DEAR DAY: The accounts which you read in the Richmond papers about the great battle which has just come off, are not in the least exaggerated. You may give them verbatim to the London Press. I"Fall in rank!" a voice called to him-calm and could never have contemplated that such a terrible disaster would have befallen the Northern arms. "Yes, if I can, I'll do it-I will do it though I die."

low was his reply: