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THE MARCH OF THE REGIMENT.

BY "H. H. B."

Here they come !-'tis the Twelfth, you know—
The colonel is just at hand-

The ranks close up, to the measured flow
Of music cheery and grand.
Glitter on glitter, row by row,
The steady bayonets, on they go

For God and the right to stand-
Another thousand to front the foe!
And to die-if it must be even so-
For the dear old fatherland!

O trusty and true! O gay, warm heart!
O manly and earnest brow!
Here, in the hurrying street, we part—
To meet-ah! where and how?

O ready and staunch! who, at war's alarm,
On lonely hill-side and mountain-farm

Have left the axe and the plough! That every tear were a holy charm,

To guard, with honor, some head from harm,
And to quit some generous vow!

For, of valiant heart and of sturdy arm
Was never more need than now.

Never a nobler morn to the bold

For God and for country's sake!
Lo! a flag, so haughtily unrolled
On a hundred foughten fields of old,
Now flaunts in a pirate's wake!
The lion coys in each blazoned fold,

And leers on the blood-barred snake!

O base and vain! that, for grudge and gain,
Could a century's feud renew-
Could hoard your hate for the coward chance
When a nation reeled in a wilder dance

Of death, than the Switzer drew!

We have borne and borne-and may bear again
With wrong, but if wrong from you.

Welcome, the sulphury cloud in the sky!
Welcome, the crimson rain!

Act but the dream ye dared to form,
Strike a single spark !—and the storm
Of serried bayonets sweeping by,
Shall swell to a hurricane!

O blind and bitter! that could not know,
Even in fight, a caitiff-blow,
(Foully dealt on a hard-set foe,)
Ever is underwise-

Ever is ghosted with after fear-
Ye might lessen it-year by year,
Looking, with fevered eyes,

For sail or smoke from the Breton shore,
Lest a land, so rudely wronged of yore,
In flamy revenge should rise.!

Office at outcry!-ah! wretched Flam!
Vile Farce of hammer and prate!
Trade! bids Darby-and blood! smirks Pam-
Little ween they, each courtly Sham,

Of the Terror lying in wait!
Little wot of the web he spins,
Their Tempter in purple, that darkly grins
'Neath his stony visor of state,

O'er Seas, how narrow!-for, whoso wins,
At yon base Auction of Outs and Ins,

The rule of his Dearest Hate

Her point once flashing athwart her Kin's,
And the reckoning, ledgered for long, begins-
The galling Glories and envied Sins

Shall buzz in a mesh-like fate!

Ay, mate your meanest !-ye can but do
That permitted-when Heaven would view
How Wrong, self-branded, her rage must rue
In wreck and ashes!-(such scene as you,
If wise, shall witness afar)-

How Guilt, o'erblown, her crest heaves high,
And dares the injured, with taunt, to try
Ordeal of Fire in war-

Blindfold and brazen, on God doth call-
Then grasps, in horror, the glaring ball,
Or treads on the candent bar!

Yet a little!-and men shall mark
This our Moloch, who sate so stark,
(These hundred winters through godless dark
Grinning o'er death and shame)-
Marking for murder each unbowed head,
Throned on his Ghizeh of bones, and fed
Still with hearts of the holy dead-
Naught but a Spectre foul and dread,
Naught but a hideous Name!

At last!-(ungloom, stern coffined frown!
Rest thee, Gray-Steel!-aye, dead Renown!
In flame and thunder by field and town
The Giant-Horror is going down,

Down to the Home whence it came!)
Deaf to the Doom that waits the Beast,
Still would ye share the Harlot's Feast,

And drink of her blood-grimed Cup!
Pause!-the Accursed, on yon frenzied shore,
Buyeth your merchandise never more!
Mark, 'mid the Fiery Dew that drips,
Redder, faster, through black Eclipse,
How Sodom, to-night, shall sup!
(Thus the Kings, in Apocalypse,
The traders of souls, and crews of ships,
Standing afar, with pallid lips-

While Babylon's Smoke goes up!)

Yet, dree your weird!-though an hour may blight, In treason, a century's fame

Trust Greed and Spite!-sith Reason and Right
Lie cold, with Honor and Shame-

And learn anon-as on that dread night
When, the dead around and the deck aflame,
From John Paul's lip the fierce word came-
"We have only begun to fight!"

Ay, 'tis at hand!-foul lips, be dumb!
Our Armageddon is yet to come!
But cheery bugle and angry drum,
With volleyed rattle and roar,
And cannon thunder-throb, shall be drowned,
That day, in a grander, stormier sound-

The Land, from mountain to shore,
Hurling shackle and scourge and stake
Back to their Lender of pit and lake-
('Twas Tophet leased them of yore)-
Hell, in her murkiest hold, shall quake,

As they ring on the damned floor!
O mighty Heart! thou wast long to wake-
'Tis thine, to-morrow, to win or break
In a deadlier close once more—
If but for the dear and glorious sake
Of those who have gone before.

O Fair and Faithful! that, sun by sun,
Slept on the field, or lost or won-
Children dear of the Holy One!

Rest in your wintry sod.

Rest, your noble Devoir is done-
Done-and forever!-ours, to-day,
The dreary drift and the frozen clay
By trampling armies trod-

The smoky shroud of the War-Simoon,
The maddened Crime at bay with her Doom,
And fighting it, clod by clod.

O Calm and Glory!-beyond the gloom,
Above the bayonets bend and bloom

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To this they came at last, and after the oath the Mayor (a bitter secesh) nailed up with his own hand the glorious Stars and Stripes.

Lying opposite the town was a fine schooner, the Beauregard, with a full cargo of soft coal for the Merrimac. A prize crew (one man) was put on board, and some contrabands to work her, and she was sent to Fortress Monroe- the first prize vessel taken on James River.

Thus Smithfield was captured by eight men. The "supposed gunboat in the offing" never appeared!— N. Y. Tribune, May 28.

INCIDENT OF THE WHITE HOUSE. On the occupation of the White House, Va., by the soldiers of Gen. McClellan, May twelfth, 1862, a small piece of paper, bearing the following inscription, was found pinned on the casing of an inner door:

The rebels having retired from Norfolk, Virginia, General Mansfield sent his Aid-de-Camp, Drake De "Northern soldiers, who profess to reverence WashKay, to reconnoitre the various rivers and creeks set-ington, forbear to desecrate the house of his first marting in from the James River. ried life, the property of his wife, now owned by her descendants.

Captain De Kay started with a sail-boat and eight men, and examined the Nansemond River and Chuckatuck Creek, and then proceeded to Smithfield Creek. This being narrow and tortuous, with high banks, he hoisted the rebel flag and ran up some five miles to the town of Smithfield. This town is situated on a hill, stretching back from the river, contains some one thousand two hundred inhabitants, is very prettily laid out, has several handsome churches, and fine "old family" homesteads.

The people are all rank secesh-hardly a man, woman, or child to be seen in the streets who does not scowl at the Yankees. The negroes, even, did not speak to us, as their masters had forbidden it, and beaten them severely for doing so. The whole negro population would run away were it not that every boat has been broken up.

Upon arriving at the town the rebel flag was pulled down on board the sail-boat, and the United States ensign run up, to the horror of the citizens who had come down to congratulate the (as they supposed) escaped rebel boat. Captain De Kay proceeded on shore with his body-guard, sent for the Mayor and authorities, who called a meeting of the citizens. At this meeting a resolution was read, setting forth "that the citizens would surrender as the conquered to the conquerors, and that they were and always would remain true and loyal citizens of the confederate States of America."

Thereupon Captain De Kay seized and imprisoned the Mayor, Aldermen and Committee - -no resistance being made by their fellow-citizens, from the fear of a supposed gunboat outside the bar of the creek!

The authorities, left to themselves, and wisely removed from all excitement, began now to see the error of their ways. Visions of Fortress Monroe dungeons in the foreground, and handsomely constructed gallows, with patent drops, in the background, worked upon their imaginations, so that, one by one, and stoutly contesting point after point, they came down at last to Captain De Kay's simple propositions, which

were:

1. To surrender the town and all public property to the United States forces unconditionally.

2. To hoist the American flag officially over the Town Hall, and protect it there.

3. To each and all take the oath of allegiance to the United States of America.

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PARTISAN WARRIORS WANTED. The confederate States government has very recently passed an act legalizing and recommending the organization of Partisan Rangers, and as that character of warfare is doing good service for the country, and the necessity for them is very great at this time, I have, in connection with a number of other gentleman, determined to organize a corps of brave spirits who will go out and harass the enemy, and drive him from our soil.

The Northman has invaded the sacred soil of old Tennessee, and that portion of the country which they have invested is being desolated and destroyed. They insult our women and maltreat our old men. they burn our homes and lay waste our fields - they desecrate the graves of our friends who have gone to that bourne from whence no traveller returns they have set aside the laws of God and man, and it is now high time that we who have not taken part in this struggle should gather ourselves to our tents, and resist these Thugs of the North to the death.

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"Let us strike, then, till the last armed foe expires,
Strike for our altars and our fires-

Strike for the green gr ves of our sires,
God and our native land."

"Oh! who will come and go with us," and fight that we may be free. None are worthy of it unless they fight for it. We propose to fight, and fight on until the struggle is ended, and our country free

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PETERSBURGH, May 19.-Eighteen of the Monitor's crew came ashore at three o'clock this afternoon at City Point, and were surprised upon landing by the confederate pickets and ordered to surrender. Nine of them, including four officers, laid down their pis. tols and cutlasses. The others rushed to the small boat and pulled for the Monitor. Eight of them were killed; the remaining one lost an arm. The Monitor opened fire with a heavy gun, and prevented the capture of the boat and the survivor. Nine of the prisoners reached here at half-past six o'clock, and marched through Sycamore street to Gen. Huger's headquarters, surrounded by a great crowd. One of the officers is the paymaster, the others are midshipmen,

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None of the confederates were hurt. Richmond Whig, May 20.

A SINGULAR armistice was agreed upon with the guerrillas in Western Virginia on May eighteenth. It was arranged between Colonel Rathbone, of the Eleventh Virginia regiment, and Captains Dounes, Hays and Silcot, of the guerrillas, that hostilities should ccase for eight days, and in the mean time the rebels should withdraw from without our lines, and in case the city of Richmond was captured they should surrender themselves as prisoners of war. The last heard of the rebels they were up on the west fork of the Little Kanawha River, going southward.-N. Y. Times, May 29.

INCIDENTS OF THE BATTLE OF FAIR OAKS.

Adjutant Oliver Edwards returned to his home in this city on Wednesday morning, having been granted a furlough from General Couch's staff on account of ill-health. He has revived rapidly since leaving Virginia, and hopes to return in season for the next battle. Adjutant Edwards left the Federal camp near Fair Oaks early on Monday morning.

The men of the Tenth Massachusetts in camp are generally well, and every one who is able to lift a finger thirsts eagerly for another fight. They are now held as a reserve under Lieutenant-Colonel Decker. Last Sunday afternoon they had a skirmish with the rebels, in which thirty of our men were killed and wounded. They are at the extreme left of our lines, in a very important position, and occupy intrenchments and rifle-pits. Their rations are rather scanty, but growing better, as there is now easy transportation to the White House by water, and from thence by rail to Fair Oaks, seven miles from Richmond. On the Saturday and Sunday of the great battle, the Tenth regiment was wholly without food for thirty-six hours, and it proves their pluck and hardihood to be able to fight unflinchingly so long upon empty stomachs.

The reason given for the surprise of General Casey's division on Saturday is, that it was stationed so near the enemy's main body that our pickets could not be

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thrown out far in advance, and the sudden dash of the rebels could not, therefore, be foreseen dr fully prepared for. On the first day the entire Union army had at least seventy-five thousand; and on the second numbered only thirty thousand men, while the rebels day, when our reenforcements had come up, we were still inferior in numbers, having only fifty thousand to the enemy's seventy-five thousand. The killed and wounded were far more numerous on the rebel side than ours, and must reach twelve or fifteen thousand, while the Federal loss was not far from six thousand. artillery was admirably served, and cut through the rebel ranks like a keen scythe through grass. But they fought well, with dash and determination, and could not have been beaten by any troops upon earth excepting their Northern brethren. During the entire battle no stragglers at all from the Union ranks were to be seen on the field. Every man stood up to his deadly duties as he would to an ordinary day's work. Most of those who fell dead were in some attitude of loading or firing; their brains were so intent on their business that the muscles became rigid in the very posture in which the men were struck down.

Adjutant Edwards witnessed the bloodiest part of the battle. He had a horse shot under him, and his clothes were pierced by rebel bullets, as were those of several other staff-officers. The happiest moment of the whole campaign was when he met Gen. Sumner's division approaching from the Chickahominy, and hurried them to the scene of action upon the doublequick. Adjutant Edwards was within twenty-five feet of the rebel General Pettigrew when he was wounded and fell into our hands as a prisoner.

The following incidents are some of the many striking ones that occurred in this two days' engagement: A member of the Tenth regiment-name unknownwas surrounded by four rebels, who ordered him to surrender. He coolly replied that "He rather guessed not ;" and immediately shot one, bayoneted two, and broke the skull of the last one with the butt of his musket. This certainly seems Munchausenish.

Captain McFarland, of the One Hundred and Second Pennsylvania regiment, having been taken prisoner by a party of six rebels who were carrying a wounded officer to the rear, very politely offered to pilot them through the bushes, and carefully brought them round among our own pickets. The summons, "Who comes there?" was answered by the Captain: "A friend, with seven prisoners." Six men belonging to the Sixtysecond New-York regiment, (Anderson Zouaves,) several of whom were recruited in this city, hid themselves on Saturday in their own camp, under some bushes, and laid perfectly quiet all night, undiscovered by the rebel troops, who had taken the camp. Next day, when our forces drove the rebels out with great slaughter, the cunning Zouaves turned up all right, and captured seven of the enemy as prisoners.Springfield Republican.

EFFECT OF GENERAL POPE'S ORDERS.-The effect on the Yankee soldiers of General Pope's recent orders to the "Army of the Rappahannock" is already being felt by the citizens of Culpeper. The party who burned the bridge over the Rapidan on the thirteenth took breakfast that morning at the house of Alexander G. Taliaferro, Colonel of the Twenty-first Virginia regiment. On their approach the Colonel was at home, and was very near being captured; but by good management contrived to escape. After they had breakfasted, the Yankee ruffians searched the house,

took possession of the family silver, broke up the tableware and knives and forks, etc., and actually wrenched from Mrs. Taliaferro's finger a diamond ring of great value.-Richmond Examiner, July 24.

THE BATTLES BEFORE RICHMOND.

To the Editor of the London Times:

Your response gives to the riches of history the cherished reminiscences of traditional affection, or defames the scions of our honored ancestry.

A STRANGE STORY.-The correspondent of the Philadelphia Press, writing from Fortress Monroe, under date of May twenty-first, tells this singular story:

"For some weeks past, a vessel (bark) has been quietly lying at anchor beyond the fortress, ostensibly for the purpose of communicating with her consignees in New-York, and in the mean time sending to shore daily for a number of contrabands to work in her holds, but, on no condition, were these men allowed to return to this point. This game was played on until, it is said, two hundred and seventy-two contrabands were ferried out to the ship. Deeming this about as

SIR: The following is a correct list of military supplies and prisoners taken in the late battles before Richmond: Eighty large guns, two hundred spiked guns, (destroyed,) one thousand seven hundred mules, two thousand five hundred horses, sixty-two thousand stand of arms, six million dollars' worth of various stores, the balloon, with all its tackle; two major-generals, six brigadier-generals, thirteen colonels, one hundred and eighty commissioned officers, eleven thou-far as he could safely go, the skipper''skipped' sand prisoners.

This statement is taken from a private letter of a
confederate officer, written to a friend in this city.
I am, sir, yours, etc.,
PARIS, August 6.

CONFEDERATE.

THE REBEL STEAMER NASHVILLE.-A letter from an officer on board the United States steamer Daylight, dated Beaufort, N. C., May second, says:

out to sea last night, under the cover of darkness. Brother' Wilder, superintendent of contrabands here, has thus been foiled in his charitable intentions of reforming the blacks, at least as regards this lot of 'culled pussons,' who are, by this time, far on their way to Cuba or the West-Indies. We learn that the fleet gunboat Wamsutta has been sent after the slaver, and it is hoped that she may be overtaken, and these poor contrabands returned. The cargo is made up of sprightly lads, worth, in Cuba, from one thousand two hundred dollars to one thousand five hundred dollars each.

"The steamer Nashville ran the blockade on the twenty-fourth of April, and entered the harbor at Wilmington by Cape Fear River, (not by the new inlet, as "We are sorry to observe that, owing to the embefore stated,) and got aground inside of Fort Cas-bargo recently placed upon naval officers, who 'say well, having on board sixty thousand stand of arms, their mouths are sealed,' we are not able to present and forty tons of powder. They sent steamers from the facts of the case well authenticated." Wilmington and Smithville to lighten her, and succeeded in getting her off on the twenty-sixth, when she proceeded to Smithville, where she took in two lighter-loads of cotton, and ran the blockade out of the harbor on the thirtieth of April, and went to sea."-Boston Traveller, May 12.

FORTRESS MONROE, June 3.

To the Editor of the N. Y. Times:

In your issue of June second, you were perfectly correct in calling the foolish story of the shipment of negroes from Fortress Monroe to Cuba, to be sold as slaves, "a ridiculous invention, well calculated to do mischief." It is unnecessary to assure any man in his

THE INVASION OF MARYLAND.-The following ad-senses that such a thing could not possibly be done vertisement appears in the Richmond Dispatch of the twenty-first of May:

MARYLAND LINE.-We are anxious to tread once more our native soil. Expectant hearts await our coming. We struggle for freedom and the sacred shades of our sires.

We invite the untiring and undaunting to haste to rejoin the "Maryland Line," which is reenforcing the heroic "Stonewall's" army in the valley, and with them march to the rescue of our kinsmen in oppression and doubt. Soldiers, it is the hour for immortality or obloquy.

The will of the veteran is sustained by Omnipotence, and the blood of the martyr shall nourish the Bay Tree of Liberty. Who falters, sides with the foe-who disdains odds carves his own escutcheon, which fame shall ponder and memory treasure. Soldiers, we challenge you once more to the field. Through the earnest solicitation of many Marylanders, Captain Edmund Barry has accepted an appointment to lead you back to your homes. Marylanders, will you go? Or shall the hollow query be made, Where were they? Sons of Revolutionary sires! the Goddess of History is vigilant, and notes the actions of the solemn hour!

Be men, and abide the issue. Our leader is grown grey in the clatter of arms, and is eager to offer his last, best tribute as a bequest to his posterity. Marylanders, will you stand by him? Soldiers, will you die with us, for our rights, and friends, and homes?

without the active sympathy and cooperation of the authorities at this post. We have had but one instance of kidnapping since the present superintendent has had charge of the contrabands, and that was on one of the United States ships, and is at the present time undergoing investigation in Washington.

It seems incredible that any well-informed correspondent could be so far imposed upon as to give publicity to a statement so devoid of all elements of probability, and so evidently the offspring of malice and Č. B. WILDER.

wickedness.

Superintendent of Contrabands.

BURIAL OF DECEASED SOLDIERS. -The manner in which the interment of deceased soldiers is carried on in the vicinity of Richmond, is a disgrace, not only to those concerned, but those having authority in such matters. We have it on the authority of a gentleman, an officer of the army, who has visited Oakwood Cemetery, that the coffins are often piled in two and three deep, in one excavation and thus covered up, of course, rendering it out of the question for an inquiring relative to recognize and reclaim a corpse.

Recently the gentleman above referred to passed the cemetery, and, seeing the brutal work going on, asked: "Is that the way Virginia disposes of the soldiers of the Confederacy? Has she not got soil enough to furnish them each with separate, distinct burial?" The man in charge replied: "Is it any of your business?

You attend to your own business, and I will attend to mine." Surely, the man who dies in defence of his country is entitled to an honored grave beneath its soil. If the authorities will not look to the matter the personal friends of the deceased should. We understand that the burial of deceased soldiers is in the hands of a parcel of German undertakers, instead of being vouchsafed to the respectable undertakers of the city, who, from a regard for the cause, would discharge the duty at least with decency and humanity.-Richmond Examiner, July 26.

WHEN Commander Davis took possession of Fort Pillow after its evacuation by the rebel garrison, the following letter was found lying on a table in the officers' quarters:

"FORT PILLOW, TENN. To the first Yankee who reads this: I present this table not as a manifestation of friendship, yet I entertain no personal animosity to him, but because I can't transport it. After six weeks' bombardment, without doing us any harm whatever, I know you will exult over the occupation of this place, but our evacuation will hurt you from another point with disastrous effect. Five millions white men fighting to be relieved from oppression will never be conquered by twenty millions actuated by malice and pecuniary gain, mark that. We have the science, energy and vigor, with the help of God, to extricate ourselves from this horrible and unnatural difficulty pressed upon us by the North; the day of retribution is approaching, and will fall upon you deadly as a bolt from heaven; may your sojourn at this place be of few days and full of trouble.

(Signed) W. J. SCOTT, Second Lieutenant First Battalion C. S. Infantry, Commanding

Detachment:

"Second June, year of our Lord, 1862."

A HEROINE.-A correspondent of the Altoona (Pa.) Register, writing from Broadtop City, Huntingdon County, says he had the pleasure of meeting, at a place called Dudley, a woman named Mary Owens, who had just returned from the army in full uniform. This remarkable woman accompanied her husband to the army, and fought by his side until he fell. She was in the service eighteen months, and took part in three battles, and was wounded twice; first in the face above the right eye, and then in her arm, which required her to be taken to the hospital, where she confessed the deception.

She had enlisted in Danville, Montour County, Pennsylvania, under the name of John Evans, and gives as her reason for this romantic undertaking, the fact that her father was uncompromising in his hostility to her marriage with Mr. Owens, threatening violence in case she disobeyed his commands; whereupon, after having been secretly married, she donned the United States uniform, enlisted in the same company with her husband, endured all the hardships of the camp, the dangers of the battle-field, saw her husband fall dead by her side, and is now wounded and a widow. Mrs. Owens looks young, is rather pretty, and is the heroine of the neighborhood. She is of Welsh parentage.

shares of twenty-five dollars each; that the books of subscription be closed on the first of June, provided fifty thousand dollars be subscribed prior to that time, and operations to commence when that sum is raised; that no subscription is good till the money is paid in; that a board of directors to consist of twelve shall determine the salaries of the officers, etc. The report was adopted, and the organization will be made permanent.-Richmond Enquirer, June 5.

HOW ROGER A. PRYOR WAS CAPTURED AND ESfrom the field in Virginia, after the battles with Pope's CAPED.-A letter to the Charleston Courier, written army, near Manassas, (August, 1862,) says:

"Brig.-Gen. Roger A. Pryor, during the day, had the misfortune to be taken a prisoner, but the corresponding good fortune to escape.

"He had started off on foot to call up two or three regiments for reënforcements, and on his return found his command moved from the position in which he had left it. Thinking it had gone ahead, he too went on, wondering all the time where his men were, until he suddenly encountered two Yankee soldiers, sitting at the foot of a hay-rick. His uniform being covered by a Mexican poncho, they did not observe that he was not one of their own men, nor was there any mark visible upon his person to indicate that he was an

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"The colloquy had not proceeded much further beIfore one of them, looking at him keenly, asked him to what regiment, brigade and division he belonged, and, as Pryor hesitated and stammered out his reply, the Yankee sprang to his feet and exclaimed: 'You

are a

rebel, and my prisoner.' In an instant the General, who is a powerful man and as active as a squirrel, seized the gun with the bayonet, and, before his antagonist could turn, ran him through the body twice. The other now jumped to his feet, apparently as if to escape, but he also received from Pryor a lunge that left him helpless on the field. Throwing down the musket, the General moved rapidly away in Federal stragglers for an hour or two, had the satisthe direction from whence he came, and after dodging faction of finally regaining his command.

"Anxious to know the fate of the two men whom

he had so summarily disposed of, he sent one of his neighborhood, and ascertain, if possible, whether any aids the next day to examine the hospitals in that returned with the information that he had found one so men were present wounded with a bayonet. The aid injured. Whereupon Pryor mounted, his horse and went in person to see him. The man was asleep when he entered the hospital, but the surgeon awoke him, and the General asked if he recognized him. Yes, sit, I do,' was the reply. You're the man who stuck me.' The wounded man was not less surprised when he learned that the author of his misery was the redoubt

SOUTHERN MANUFACTURES.-The Georgia Salt Manufacturing Company is about to be permanently organized. The Atlanta Intelligencer says that the report of the committee on organization, made to a meeting in Augusta two or three days ago, recommends that a capital of two hundred thousand dollars be raised inable Roger A. Pryor.”

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