Major King, Fifteenth United States infantry, had his battalion drawn up in open field, where he commanded the road; Major Carpenter, Nineteenth United States infantry, was to his left, and in the road, which at that point makes an abrupt turn. Being the ranking officer present, I posted the First Ohio behind the crest of a ridge in the skirt of woods to the rear of the open ground, and ordered the battalions of regulars to fall back across the field, and form on the same line, and to the right of the First Ohio.

In the mean time Lieut. Guenther had come up with a section of battery H, Fifth United States artillery.

attack, as the firing was not resumed until our troops had again taken up the march toward Maxville.

The section of Lieut. Guenther's battery was handled with the usual vigor and skill of that accomplished officer, and was very effective in checking the advance of the enemy, and in driving him from a dwelling-house, under cover of which he was making the most severe fire on our line of skirmishers. I must particularly commend Captain Thruston and Lieut. Kuhlmann, of the First Ohio, who bore the brunt of the enemy's attack.

The firing began a little after eight A.M., and the enemy was finally repulsed about one P.M. I did not attempt to do more than hold our

Lieut. Guenther, having got one of his pieces in position, opened with such effect as to check the progress of the enemy, and cause him to fall back under cover of the hill.

From this position the enemy advanced a strong line of skirmishers. To oppose these I deployed forward a company from each battalion of the regulars, company C, Capt. Thruston, and part of company B, Lieut. Kuhlmann, First Ohio. The skirmishers became engaged at once, and very warmly.

Major Drake at this time reported to me with the Forty-ninth Ohio volunteers, and was sent to a position on the right, and deflected at nearly a right angle to Major King, and was ordered to cover his front and right flank with skirmishers. I have no report from him, but believe there was no firing on his part of the line.

The guns of Lieut. Guenther commanded the road in front of our centre, so as to check any advance along it, and the enemy's main attack was directed against our left.

The skirmish-line in front of the First Ohio was strongly attacked, and at one time driven a short distance from the hill on which it was posted, but being reënforced, rallied and in turn drove he enemy back. For near four hours the firing here was strong and steady, and when the enemy had been driven from here he appears to have fallen back altogether, and to have given up the

had been ordered to act strictly on the defensive. The attacking force, I have learned, from citizens and others, who saw the enemy marching up, was about two thousand five hundred to three thousand strong, mixed infantry and cavalry, with two howitzers, which latter were not used on us. Eleven of his dead, and two mortally wounded, were found on the field; but many other bodies were seen to be carried off by him. We got from him three Springfield muskets and one Harper's Ferry rifle.

Appended is a list of killed and wounded.
I am your obedient servant,
ED. A. PARROTT,

Colonel First Regiment Ohio Volunteer Infantry. To Capt. C. A. STEARNS,

A.A.G. Second Division.

KILLED.-Jos. A. Matthias, First Sergeant, Co. C, First Ohio; G. W. Ennis, private, do., do. ; Henry Wolfstetter, do., do., do.; William Burghartt, do., Co. B, do.; J. W. Barnes, do., Co. C, Nineteenth U. S. infantry; Robert Putnam, Co. A, Fifteenth U. S. infantry.

WOUNDED.-A. Kuhlmann, Second Lieutenant, Co. B, First Ohio; Jos. Leiber, Corporal, do., do.; John Hook, do., do., do., A. Snyder, private, Co. C, do.; I. P. Iddings, do., do., do.; H. Brelsford, Corporal, do., do.; Geo. King, private, Co. B, Nineteenth infantry; Mat. Preston, do., Co. E, do.

Killed, six; wounded, eight-total, fourteen.

THIS DAY, COUNTRYMEN !

BY ROBERT LOWELL.

Cowards, slink away!

But who scorns to see the foe
Deal our land all shame and woe,

Must go forth to-day!

Crops are safe, afield!

Cripples and old men can reap;

Young, and strong, and bold must leap, Other tools to wield.

Cast the daily trade!

Never may be bought or won,
After this great fight is done,

What this day is weighed.

Leave your true love's side!

Go! be fearless, true, and strong! Woman glories to belong Where she looks with pride.

True men hold our line;

Basely leave their true ranks thin, Waste and ruin will rush in Like the trampling swine.

Dare you be a man?

Now for home, and law, and right, Go, in God's name, to the fight! Forward to the van!

While counting beads of luscious corn
The dark-eyed harvest nun!
The old man with his snowy locks,

White as the winter's zone,

Bends on his knee and thanks our God
In reverential tone.

Children will leap and laugh and lie
Upon the greener grass,

And shade their sunnier eyes of love
While argosies do pass-

The argosies of mellow corn,

On rivers and on seas;

These are our glorious COAT OF ARMS

We conquer WORLDS with these. Nature herself doth take a smile

When unto her are born
(To feed her starving million men)
So many grains of corn.

The ill-"FED" serfs of Cotton King
Fall down in conscious shame,
And glorious pæans loudly sing
Unto the Rescuer's name.
All tongues, all nations, will be glad
When corn has come to reign,
To spread his banners o'er the earth
In PEACE and LOVE again!
And I, forsooth, this simple hymn

Give to my real KING;

May fortune shield both him and me
Beneath the Union wing.

-Baltimore American, April 10.

CORN.*

BY E. ROSS WHITE.

The golden banners of the corn
Will glad the earth again,
Attended by the morning dew
And the celestial rain!

And matron eyes will brighter grow

To see the bending corn

Stoop, like a band of worshippers,
To greet the rising morn!
The maiden's cheek will wear a hue
More healthy in the sun,

The patriotic author of this fine poem may be found in Bed 81, Hospital No. 4, Ward No. 1, in this city.-Louisville Journal, VOL. V.-POETRF 1

FOOTE.

A LAY OF ISLAND NO. TEN.

We all are anxious now to hear,
Amid the war's alarms,
That Captain Foote, at "Island Ten,"
Achieved a "feat of arms !"

But Foote, who won a pair of feats
Upon the Tennessee,

Says: "Sailors sail, or swim, or steam,
Foot-feats suit infantry!

"Now, give me but a troop of horse,

Four-footed then I'll be,

And from my boats and horse-marines' The rebels quick shall flec!

JEFF DAVIS'S PRAYER.

BY CLARENCE BUTLER.

Bowed down with grievous cares of state, (For things weren't going very straight,) There sat that awful potentate

King Jeff, the great secesher; He looked exceedingly forlorn, Harassed and vexed, annoyed and worn; 'Twas plain his office didn't return Much profit or much pleasure.

Says Jeff (he thus soliloquized :) "This isn't quite as I surmised; It really cannot be disguised, The thing is getting risky: Winchester, Donelson, Roanoke, Pea Ridge, Port Royal, Burnside's stroke At Newbern-by the Lord, I choke !" Jeff took a drink of whisky.

"McClellan, too, and Yankee Foote; Grant, Hunter, Halleck, Farragut, With that accurst Fremont to boot;"

(Right here he burst out swearing;
And then, half-mad and three parts drunk,
Down on his shaking knees he sunk,
And prayed like any frightened monk,
To ease his blank despairing.)

He prayed: "O mighty Lucifer!
Than whom of all that are or were
There is no spirit worthier

To be our lord and master;

O thou Original Secesh!
Please pity our poor quaking flesh,
And break this tightening Union mesh,
And stop this dire disaster!

"We trust we have not been remiss
In duty or in sacrifice;

We feel we have wrought thine abyss
Some services, good devil!

The hottest hell-fire marked our track
O'er the green land we have made black;
We think our hands have not been slack

In doing work of evil.

"Have we not drugged and drowsed the press, And held the Bible in duress ? And, Satan, did we not suppress

The thinkers and the teachers; Close up the schools, starve out the brains, Lynch those attaint with loyal stains, Festoon the sacred cross with chains,

And gag the Lord Christ's preachers?

"O Prince of rebels! have we not
Almost eclipsed Iscariot,

And quite shamed Peter's little blot,
With treachery and lying?
Have we not hacked, and hewed, and burned,
And pillaged what the poor had earned;
Brought havoc on the rich, and spurned
The famished and the dying?

"So, being thine in word and deed, We trust we shall not vainly plead In this our time of frightful need

And perilous reverses ;