the men reverberated through the forests and sounded along the shore.

On Monday night, the fleet anchored off Port Conway, and weighing anchor at daylight on Tuesday, steamed down the river. At four o'clock in the afternoon it reached Chesapeake bay, and heading southwardly entered York river. During the night, many of the vessels came to anchor off West Point, at the confluence of the Pamunky and the Mattapony rivers. On Wednesday morning, the 11th, the fleet entered the Pamunky, and stearing along the low swampy shores of that exceedingly crooked river, the nu merous vessels seemingly moving in every direction, yet, all ascending the stream, after passing and meeting hundreds of government transports, at nine o'clock in the evening arrived at the White House, and the debarkation of the troops was immediately commenced. The Third brigade was delayed two days, waiting for transports and did not arrive at the White House until the 14th of June.

As the vessels moved down the Rappahannock, passing the large plantations on its shores, the negroes assembled in large numbers and watched with delight the crowds of soldiers on their decks; the untutored slave knew, intuitively, that good must come to him by the movement of armies. through the South. They cheered each vessel as it passed, by swinging their hats and handkerchiefs in the air, and sending forth exclamations of joy. At one point below Tappahannock, an old man appeared on shore with his wife and son; as the vessels approached, he commenced shouting, "Oh! glory! glory! I wish I was wid you, but I have no boat and can't swim. Oh! glory! glory! Massa Lincoln! can't I go wid you!" Some of the men called to him to come out, they would take him. Immediately he rushed. into the water, followed by wife and child, and pushed forward until they stood up to their necks in the stream, imploringly extending their hands, alternately shouting for joy, and pleading in tones of deep despair, for "Massa Lincoln" to take them on board.

No helping hand was extended to meet the outstretched arms of the poor slave, imploring for deliverance. Suffering, toil, destruction, loss of wealth, wounds, death, had not been sufficiently endured by the Nation, to develop the Nation's policy. The servants of rebel masters were turned back to rebel plantations, there to labor for the production of provisions to supply the rebel army. The people had not yet learned wisdom through fear and suffering; and the rulers had not yet been forced into the adoption of a liberal policy in dealing with the loyal men of the South. Two years later, the entire fleet would have been stopped, and a brigade of colored men marched on board, organized, armed, drilled and sent to that portion of the field in which the battle raged the fiercest.

As rapidly as the regiments were debarked, they marched up the York river and Richmond railroad, and bivouacked a short distance from the landing. The First and Second brigades were formed and marched to a forage depot on the railroad, near Tunstall's station. On the 13th. they resumed their march, and moved forward to Despatch station. Soon after the brigades had gone into camp, a report reached General McCall that the enemy's cavalry had attacked the railroad guard at Tunstall's station. General Reynolds was ordered to move down the railroad to the relief of the guard. Colonel II. G. Sickel, who commanded the Second brigade, threw out camp guards and prepared his command to resist an attack. It was already night, but the bright moon and stars made it almost light as day. The six companies of Bucktails, commanded by Major Roy Stone, were thrown forward as skirmishers, and were closely followed by the other regiments of the First brigade. After a rapid march of eight miles, the troops reached Tunstall's station, where they found a train of cars on fire and a portion of the track torn up; but the enemy had disappeared. The fire was extinguished and the freight and station house saved. A detachment moved on to White House, as it was believed, the enemy would attempt to destroy that immense depot of

supplies, and the shipping in the river. Fortunately, the Third brigade of the Reserves, commanded by General Seymour, arrived at the White House, and was debarking at the time of the alarm. These troops were immediately placed in positions to defend the depot and the rebel raider, finding the place strongly guarded, did not attack it.

The enemy who had thus suddenly appeared in the rear of the Army of the Potomac, was Stuart's cavalry, on its famous raid. At "Old Church" near IIanover, they attacked and overpowered Captain Royall's squadron of the Fifth United States cavalry, and then pushed forward to destroy the railroad and the depot of supplies at the White House. The Pennsylvania Reserves, however, happening so opportunely on McClellan's lines of communication, thwarted the designs of the enemy, and saved the Army of the Potomac from great embarrassment. When the detachment of Stuart's cavalry arrived at Tunstall's station, the men dismounted, and awaited the arrival of the train; when it approached the station, they fired at the locomotive and cars, and killed one man and wounded several. The engineer, however, escaped, and crowding on all the steam, succeeded in saving the train. The enemy then set fire to a train at the depot, and a park of wagons near the station. But, learning of the approach of Reynolds' brigade, the rebels cut short their work of destruction and withdrew to the swamps. In the morning, some of the laborers, who had fled to the woods at the approach of the rebels returned to the Station; the bodies of others, who had been killed, were found and. buried. Several of Stuart's men, who had become intoxicated on the spirits, taken from sutler's wagons, were found in the woods and captured. A butcher from Richmond rode into camp wild with frantic joy. He sat down with the Union soldiers and commenced to relate the exploits. of his squad of men among the supply trains, and proposed to take out the Yankee prisoners and hang them. Finally, he was informed, that he himself was a prisoner in the camp of the Yankees, and if any hanging was to be done he