Her devotion to the cause of Southern rights, in which her father had nobly engaged, has caused her too to feel the oppressor's power. Although a tender and delicate flower, upon whose cheek the bloom of sixteen summers yet lingers, she has been five times captured by the Yankees, and marched sometimes on foot in manacles a prisoner. Once a considerable distance into Ohio, at which time she made her escape. She was never released, but in each instance managed to escape from her guard. She, too, has seen service gaged the enemy. She has seen blood flow like water. Her trusty rifle has made more than one of the vile Yankees bite the dust. She left her home in company with the Moccasin Rangers, Capt. Kesler, and came through the enemy's lines in safety, and is now at the Blue Sulphur Springs.

ceived at the portcullis by Col. Olmstead, the commandant, who conducted them first to his quarters, and afterwards to inspect the works, pointing out the havoc which had been made by the National batteries. In an interview of an hour's duration, between the two commanders, the terms of the capitulation were arranged. Gen. Gillmore and Col. Rust returned to Tybee Island, and Mr. Badeau was left to introduce a second party of National officers sent to receive the swords of the rebels. The ceremony of surrender took place in one of the casemates, (used by Colonel-she was in several battles in which her father enOlmstead for his own quarters,) at about dark. Five National officers, besides Badeau, were present: Major Halpine, Adjutant-General for Gen. Hunter, Capt. S. H. Pelouze, Capt. Ely, Lieut. O'Rorke, and Lieut. Irwin of the Wabash. Each rebel, as he laid his sword on the table, announced his name and rank. The Colonel said, "I yield my sword, but I trust I have not disgraced it;" others made remarks less felicitous. After the ceremony, the National officers were invited to supper by these prisoners, and then returned to Tybee Island. Badeau, however, remained all night in Fort Pulaski, sleeping in the room with three rebel officers, and even sharing the bed of one of the hospitable prisoners. No Union troops arrived in the fort until about midnight, so that his sojourn among those who had so lately been his enemies, had a dash of romance about it. He was treated, however, with the greatest courtesy, the rebels apologizing for the fare he was offered by saying: "You see to what you have reduced us." Hominy, molasses, hard bread, and pork were served for supper and breakfast; and for variety, sweet oil was used instead of molasses. The conversa- The great crime with which these daring young lation was animated, and often touched on politics. dies are charged by the enemy, is cooking, washing, Immediately afterwards, Mr. Badeau was recommending and making clothes, and buying powder for mended to the President, by Gen. Hunter, for a captaincy, and made bearer of despatches to the Government, announcing the fall of Pulaski. He had also the honor of being mentioned in Gen. Gillmore's formal report of the operations. The President accordingly at once appointed him an additional Aid to Major-Gen. Halleck, with the rank of captain in the regular army.

Captain Badeau was assigned to duty with his old chief, Brig. Gen. Sherman, served under him during the siege of Corinth, and in the subsequent pursuit of Beauregard in Mississippi. He has been ordered to the Department of the Gulf, but is still a member of Gen. Halleck's staff.

She was accompanied by Miss Duskie, who has also earned the proud distinction of a heroine. On one occasion this fearless girl was surrounded by fifty Yankees and Union men, rushing through their ranks with a daring that struck terror to their craven hearts. With her rifle lashed across her shoulders, she swam the west fork of the Kanawha River, and made her way to the Mountain Rangers, preferring to trust her safety to those brave spirits, well knowing that her sex would entitle her to protection from these brave mountaineers. These young ladies have lain in the mountains for months, with no bed but the earth, and no covering but the canopy of heaven. They have shared the soldier's rough fare, his dangers, his hopes, and his joys.

the soldiers. We are informed that they are both ladies of the first rank at home, and are every way worthy of the highest place in any society where virtue, integrity, and sterling principle give position.

-Wytheville (Va.) Dispatch.

TRAITOROUS AND INCENDIARY LEGENDS.

Richmond, April 22.-Yesterday morning the walls of the houses of Purcell, Ladd & Co., E. B. Spence & Co., Binford & Porter, the Powhatan House, and other conspicuous establishments about the town, were covered with incendiary and blasphemous writings, a verbatim copy of some of which we give below. The writing was in a fair, round, and deliberate hand, and DIANA SMITH, THE Heroine of the NORTH-WEST.- all evidently performed by one and the same personA friend has kindly furnished us with some interest- the writing in the various places named being identical in character. The dirty work must have been begun ing particulars in the history of this young heroine : She was born and raised in the County of Jackson, o'clock on Saturday night, as it could not possibly before the street-lamps were extinguished at twelve Va. Her father is a consistent member of the Methodist have been accomplished in the dark. We are conEpiscopal Church, and was leading a quiet, peaceful, firmed in this opinion by the fact that all the writings and useful life, until his country was invaded, when he called his countrymen to arms and raised the first are in the neighborhood of the lamps. From the company of guerrillas, which he commanded until last amount of writing, and the size of the letters, grant it fall, when, by fraud and treachery, he was captured, that it could not have occupied the writer less than an to have been performed by one hand, it is computed and ever since has been confined in a loathsome dun-hour, that is, from eleven to twelve o'clock. Where, geon at Camp Chase, Ohio, without hope of delivery, it is on every hand asked, where, during that dull unless our government should interpose and procure

his release.

Diana, his only daughter, a beautiful girl, has been tenderly raised and well educated. She is also a member of the Methodist Episcopal Church, and has always been regarded as very pious and exemplary. She is descended from a race of unflinching nerve, and satisfied with nothing less than freedom as unrestrained as the pure air of their mountain home.

hour of the watch, were the much vaunted, highly paid (four dollars per diem and perquisites) detectives? Where was Rossvally? Where was Rob Crow?

That the writer was an indifferent poet and an illit

erate and blasphemous man, there can be but one opinion among those who scan

THE WRITING ON THE WALLS.

On Purcell, Ladd & Co.'s east wall:

"On Yorktown's walls the cry is still they come."" "Change your bells into cannon, and charge with confederate 5's."

"Southern Lexicon covered with glory: 'Pinks of chivalry.'"

"The Lord is on our side, but, in consequence of pressing engagements elsewhere, could not attend at Pea Ridge, Donelson, etc., etc."

"He will also be prevented from visiting the chosen 'pinks' at Yorktown."

"Southern hearts are beating low;
Manassas boasters shun the foe;
Stars and Stripes shall wave again;
Northerners tread this ebon main."

On E. B. Spence & Co.'s west wall:
Something new under the sun, to wit: 'Petticoat
Gunboats.""

"Nationals! unfurl your banners over Yorktown walls."

On the Powhatan House south wall:

"The cry is still they come.'
Also a copy of the apparently favorite lines:

"Southern hearts are beating low."

On Binford & Porter's west wall:

"On Yorktown Heights the cry is still they come."" "Change your bells into cannon, and charge with confe," here the midnight scribe appears to have been interrupted in his work, most probably by the watchman on his way to extinguish the lamps at the

corner.

swers to the name of Oscar, is but thirteen years of age, but he has an old head on his shoulders, and is alert and energetic. During the hottest of the fire he was busily engaged in passing ammunition to the gunners, and narrowly escaped death when one of the terrific broadsides of the Varuna's rebel antagonist was poured in. Covered with dirt and begrimed with powder, he was met by Captain Boggs, who asked "where he was going in such a hurry?" "To get a passing-box, sir; the other one was smashed by a ball!" And so, throughout the fight, the brave lad held his place and did his duty.

When the Varuna went down Captain Boggs missed his boy, and thought he was among the victims of the battle. But a few minutes afterwards he saw the lad gallantly swimming towards the wreck. Clambering on board of Captain Boggs's boat, he threw his hand up to his forehead, giving the usual salute, and uttering only the words, "All right, sir! I report myself on board," passed coolly to his station. So young a lad, so brave and cool in danger will make himself known as years go over his head.

HOW GEN. BANKS'S ARMY WAS SAVED.

WILLIAMSPORT, MD., May 26, 1862. DEAR FATHER AND MOTHER: You have probably heard by this time of the three days' fighting from Strasburgh and Front Royal to Martinsburgh. Our company and company B were ordered to Front Royal, in the mountains, twelve miles from Strasburgh, last Friday, and when we got within two miles of our destination we heard cannonading. The Major ordered the baggage to stop, and our two companies dashed At an early hour of the day all these ribald inscrip- on, and found several companies of our infantry and tions, except those on the house of Purcell, Ladd & two pieces of artillery engaged with several thousand Co., and E. B. Spence & Co., were effaced by the pro- of the enemy. Just as we arrived on the field, Col. prietors of the different houses. Those of the latter Parem, who had command of our forces, rode up to places, owing no doubt to the fact that the owners of me and ordered me to take one man and the two fastthe two houses resided at a distance from them, were est horses in our company, and ride for dear life to permitted to remain, and until nightfall proved a great Gen. Banks's headquarters in Strasburgh for reënattraction to Sunday loungers. Many bitter impreca-forcements. The direct road to Strasburgh was occutions were vented against the unknown perpetrator of pied by the enemy, so I was obliged to ride round by the scurrilous performance.-Richmond Examiner. another, seventeen miles. I rode the seventeen miles in fifty-five minutes. Gen. Banks didn't seem to think it very serious, but ordered one regiment of infantry and two pieces of artillery off. I asked Gen. Banks for a fresh horse to rejoin my company, and he gave me the best horse that I ever rode, and I started back. I came out on the Front Royal turnpike, about two miles this side of where I left our men. Saw two men standing in the road, and their horses standing by the fence. I supposed they were our pickets. They didn't halt me, so I asked them if they were pickets? They said no. Says I: "Who are you?" "We are part of Gen. Jackson's staff." I supposed that they were only joking. I laughed, and asked them where Jackthem and rode to Front Royal, till I overtook a solson was. They said he was in the advance. I left dier, and asked him what regiment he belonged to. He said he belonged to the Eighth Louisiana. I asked how large a force they had, and the reply was ty thousand." I turned back and drew my revolver, expecting either a desperate fight or a Southern jail; but the officers in the road didn't stop me, and I was lucky enough not to meet any of their pickets. But if it was not a narrow escape, then I don't know what is. When I got out of the enemy's lines I rode as fast as the horse could carry me to Gen. Banks, and reported what I had seen and heard. He said I had

THE Lowell, Mass., people, when the news of the Banks's retreat came along, were so excited that they rang the (church) alarm bells. The fright could scarcely have been greater, if "Stonewall Jackson" had turned up on Boston Common.-N. Y. Mercury.

THE REBELS ARMing their Slaves.-The Nashville Union of the twenty-fourth of May, quotes from the Atlanta, Ga., Intelligencer and Confederacy the following passage, urging upon the rebel commanders the necessity of arming the slaves:

"We must fight the devil with fire,' by arming our negroes to fight the Yankees. There is no doubt that in Georgia alone we could pick up ten thousand negroes that would rejoice in meeting fifteen thousand Yankees in deadly conflict. We would be willing almost to risk the fate of the South upon such an encounter in an open field."

AN INCIDENT OF THE BATTLE OF THE FORTS.-Capt. Boggs, of the Varuna, tells a story of a brave boy who was on board his vessel during the bombardment of the forts on the Mississippi River. The lad, who an

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