by our ears. We were stationed on Warwick Creek, By the brave blood that floweth like a river, Slay thou our foes, or turn them to derision, A correspondent at Seven Pines, AN INCIDENT. derson Zouave, and of rigorous barbarism character An incident of adventure characteristic of the An istic of the blood-earnest warfare of these rebels. On picket yesterday, Henry Oehl, of company G, Anderus;" to which latter assertion one of our boys replied, son Zouaves, with a comrade, went forward to a disthat it was so, as it took four Yankees to catch one of tant farm-house, to get information, and enlarge his them, for one of us to whip. They finally came to topographical knowledge of Virginia. The farmer came into the yard, and conversation sprang up be the conclusion, they could not out-talk us in that style, so they tried another tack, made all manners of in tween the three. "Suddenly," said Oehl, "twenty quiries, of how we lived? what State we were from? rebel soldiers rose like ghosts from the edge of the etc. They informed us that they were from South- woods just beyond the house, and rushed toward us, Carolina, and if we would not fire upon them in the calling to us to surrender. Not being much in that morning, they would come out and talk with us. line of business, we raised our pieces, and let fly at Morning came, and with it a friendly conversation them." They returned the fire. A ball struck Oehl's ensued, at first under cover of trees, and as they gain-right hand, knocked his musket out of it, and entered ed confidence, either party came out from cover. They side. To run had now become a duty. Oehl doubled the abdomen at the centre, and went out at the left told us that they lived principally upon fresh meat the corner of the house, and made for the nearest reand "sponge"-soft bread; shingles"-hard bread was a keen one. - had played out with them. Salt was not within cesses of the White Oak Swamp, via a corn-field, and the their limits, it being twenty dollars a sack. Coffee bushy covers of a line of old rail-fence. The ebase could not be got-it was a luxury not enjoyed by a Oehl's coolness, cunning and cousoldier. We asked them if they had any "salt-junk "rage saved him. Embosomed in the swamp, he watch No, they had not got down to pickled mule, yet. ed his own hurt, and plugged the wound through his The Monitor, they averred, was a humbug; the abdomen with his fingers. Soon he saw his pursuers Merrimac a big thing. She was not injured by the return to the house, talk a moment with the farmer, Monitor, but broke off her iron prow by collision with seized him, and some entered his house. The hidden and gesticulate forcibly to the doomed man. Some the Cumberland; had been on the dry dock, and was Zouave was near enough to the building to catch the launched the day before. They had a large story of sounds within of the shrieking of children. Immeour being whipped at Corinth, but since then their diately these rushed out of the door, followed by pickets have owned up that they were well used-up at that point. smoke, and soon by flame. The ruffians burned the They are not allowed to read any thing but the Virginian's house over his head, for the crime of taikRichmond Dispatch, and they said that lied like hing with Northern soldiers who entered his yard, and When the time came for them to be relieved, they told us to look out for ourselves, as there was a new crowd coming on, and they would not be responsible for what they would do. And sure enough, in a short time the ball was again opened by whistling bullets from our opposing friends. They told us that Gen. Magruder was on a drunk the day before, and was putting on his airs, as usual, when in that condition. We were thirty hours on this picket, and all were well pleased with the novelty of the service. A WAR HYMN. BY THEODORE TILTON. Thou who ordainest, for the land's salvation, Are these people barbarians, or are they only earnest Oehl says he feels sure that they killed him beside. in carrying on war? While this tragedy of Virginia justice was in performance, at the house adjoining Massachusetts soldiers were buying hoe-cakes for twenty-five cents a piece, eggs at fifty cents a dozen, and tained the abuse of the virago on the profitable side butter at seventy-five cents a pound, and playfully sus of this commerce, who gnashingly informed the soldiers that they would catch falling fits" in a few days.-N. Y. Tribune. STATE STREET, BOSTON.-10 A.M.-Stocks feverish, a rebel having been seen making towards Winchester with a loaded pistol. 11 A.M.-Stocks lower, a rebel skiff having crossed the James River, throwing brick-bats at one of our gunboats. 12 M.-Great reäction in stocks, a telegram having just been received that Jeff Davis is down with the cholera morbus. 1 P.M.-It is reported that Davis took paregoric and now better; stocks depressed; government sixes declined two per cent. By the great sign, foretold, of thy appearing- 2 P.M.-Stocks buoyant, the news of the taking of two blacksmiths' shops and a buggy, by eight members of Banks's cavalry, having infused fresh confidence into the market. 2.30 P.M.-A rain has just commenced. Stocks lower, as operators fear the rain may carry away the James River; 7 30s declined 14 per cent since the shower commenced. YE BALLADE OF MANS. LOVELL. Mans. Lovell he mounted his General's steed, And he heard the guns of old Cockee But-ler, "Oh! what shall I do?" Mans. Lovell he said- Mans. Lovell he called for a brandy cock-tail, O Mansfield Lovell! you left New-York, But, if ever you're caught by Cockee But-ler, THE PLOT AGAINST THE PRESIDENT'S LIFE.-For a long time it was believed that an Italian barber of this city was the Orsini who undertook to slay President Lincoln on his journey to the capital in February, 1861, and it is possible he was one of the plotters; but it has come out on a recent trial of a man named Byrne in Richmond, that he was the captain of the band that was to take the life of Mr. Lincoln. This Byrne used to be a notorious gambler of Baltimore, and emigrated to Richmond shortly after the nineteenth of April, of bloody memory. He was recently arrested in Jeff Davis's capital on a charge of keeping a gamblinghouse and of disloyalty to the chief traitor's pretended government. Wigfall testified to Byrne's loyalty to the rebel cause, and gave in evidence that Byrne was the captain of the gang who were to kill Mr. Lincoln, and upon this evidence, it appears, he was let go. Providence Journal, April 4. THE negroes of Colonel L. A. Jordan, of Georgia, hearing that he had a company on the coast named after him, made with their own hands, and presented through their master to Lieutenant Moffett, of the Jordan Greys, seventy-six pair of socks, part wool and part cotton. - Memphis Appeal and Norfolk Day Book, April 2. said what they would do if attacked. Now comes the April 1.-At Charleston, South-Carolina, the fall of Newbern created the greatest consternation. The fireeaters ridiculed the North-Carolina troops, charging them with cowardice. The shopkeepers and bakers of Charleston also refused to receive North-Carolina money, and there being two North-Carolina regiments there at the time, a revolt was the consequence, and the shops were broken open and the troops helped themselves. These regiments refused to serve any longer, and were allowed to return home.-Baltimore American, April 2. A PENNSYLVANIA REBEL.-Among the rebels taken at Winchester was Lieutenant George C. Junkin, a native of this State, and a son of Rev. D. X. Junkin, a Presbyterian minister. Dr. Junkin was a resident of Hollidaysburgh, in this State, for some eight or nine years, and was appointed a chaplain in the navy in 1858 by President Buchanan now holds, and is stationed at Newport, Rhode Island. -a position which he He was among the first to join the rebel army, and re ceived a lieutenant's commission. As soon as the father heard it, he secured the necessary documents, both from the powers at Washington and the rebel powers at Richmond, with which he proceeded to Harper's Ferry, and used every exertion to induce his son to resign and go North with him. This George refused to do under any consideration, and the loyal father fate. It is a singular coïncidence that in the first battle was compelled to disown him and leave him to his in which he was engaged after Bull Run, that he was compelled to face and fight against many of his old friends and acquaintances from Hollidaysburgh and vicinity, who were in the Eighty-fourth regiment. Immediately after his capture his father applied for his release, and at his instance the young rebel has since been discharged.—Pittsburgh (Pa.) Chronicle. ENERGY OF YANKEE SOLDIERS.-A party of rebel soldiers went up from Fort Macon and destroyed the most important bridge upon the railroad-that across the creek near Lucknow, or Newport station, eight miles below Havelock. The object was evidently to prevent the advance of the Union forces eastward, to LIBERTYTOWN, MD., March 24. -On Thursday of Morehead City and Beaufort. On the Sunday followlast week four young men of the city of Frederick ing Major Wright, in command of the Fifth Rhode Iscame to the good old town of Liberty, and whilst pass-land, arrived at the bridge, and, after examining its coning the Stars and Stripes floating from a pole at the dition, reported to Generals Parke and Burnside, when west end of the town, took occasion, we are told, to curse the latter ordered the immediate reconstruction of the that time-honored emblem, and say something about bridge. Major Wright, who is one of the most thotaking it down. Hearing, however, that they would be rough civil engineers connected with the expedition, called to account for their rebellious acts, they loaded and a practical mechanic, was charged with the execu their pistols before leaving the hotel, we are told, and tion of the order, and Captain M. D. Field, with a party He of mechanics, were detailed to coöperate. A number of colored mechanics, picked up in the neighborhood, were also brought into use. The bridge was a truss structure of one hundred and ninety feet span, and cost nearly one hundred thousand dollars. Five weeks would have been allowed to build such a work, with all the materials at hand for the purpose. It required two days to remove the debris of the old wreck. commenced work on Monday morning. An old secession fort near the place furnished timber, and the iron rods were cut up into fastenings to secure the upright supports upon the old posts. On Friday evening the track was complete over the creek, and on Saturday every thing was ready for a train of fifty tons' weight to pass over.-Baltimore American, April 11. A YANKEE MILLWRIGHT.-Captain Arnold, of company E, Rhode Island Fourth regiment, after the battle of the fourteenth, was ordered to take possession of the cross-roads at Havelock station. Near this place he came upon a large and valuable property, in the shape of a corn and flour-mill, combined with a saw mill, belonging to Dr. Master, of Newbern. He found the place deserted, and the machinery purposely thrown out of gear to prevent its use by the Yankees. The turbine wheel had wedges and clogs placed in it, so that it would be both difficult and dangerous to attempt to start the mill. Being a practical mechanic, and withal possessing some experience in the management of mills, Captain Arnold immediately discovered "what was the matter with the mill." He drew down the pond, came to the seat of the difficulty, repaired damages, and in a few hours the mill was jogging along as good as new, doing good service in the cause of the Union by grinding corn-meal for the use of the troops. After it had been restored, a person, claiming to be an agent of the Doctor, made his appearance, when every thing being made satisfactory, the premises were gracefully turned over to him without any charges for repairs.-Baltimore American, April 11. "GOD IS A UNION MAN." An article from the Louisville Journal contains the following paragraph: "There is a retribution in the glorious victories which grace our Heaven inspired cause. When the Union troops marched through one of our towns with the beaming Stars and Stripes waving over them, a beautiful rainbow (a bow of promise, let us hope-a covenant of honorable peace) appeared in the heavens. A little boy, perceiving it, ran to his mother, exclaiming : 'Mother, God is a Union man! His mother asked him his reasons for thinking so. He replied that he had seen his flag in the sky, and it was red, white, and blue! Every soldier in arms, and every patriot who loves the land he lives in, feels that God is a Union man, for this nation has been his peculiar care, and its people have been his people. The Union troops, then, are God's soldiers, fighting for the right and for the truth. Let them go on, then, conquering and to conquer. Thrice is he armed who hath his quarrel just,' and what cause so just as that which wars for the preservation of our Union, reared by patriot prayers and patriot blood?" The beautiful incident immediately suggested the following impromptu lines: The soldier's tread, as he marched along, As the nation's banner he waved; From window and door the crowd looked forth And they shouted: "The State will be saved !" The sun looked down from his throne above Away, away to the field of blood! To the tune of 'The Red, White, and Blue."" The clouds as they sped in their noiseless path, Responsively shouted, but not in wrath, All hail to the brave Union boys! They paused in their flight, and in glory arrayed, My patriot boy! why, why think you so? Their cause is the right and the true! That flag of "the Red, White, and Blue !” Oh! God's for the Union! rebellion he'll crush, And the tumult of war he will speedily hush, And our banner in triumph be waved O'er the East and the West, o'er the North and the South; And He in his mercy will fill every mouth With shoutings-Jehovah hath saved! His bow in the clouds is his banner on high, The Union be stronger than ever! OUR MOUNTAIN SOLDIERS. BY MARION DOUGLAS. As chainless as the streams that leap, They come, the heroes of the North! A's bright, as when its beauty nerved What if, with hands unused to hold The musket or the sabre, They looked for calmer scenes of toil, And humble fields of labor. The simple garb of peaceful life No coward spirits wore it; The wind, that stirs the corn, may rise And drive the clouds before it. Their country's sword! no quiet joys They leave not, conscript-like, their homes, The fire, that glows within their hearts, The fairest scenes, the dearest eyes- Their parting words, though brief and sad, And not unblessed they come; their brows Then speed them forward! they shall write BRAVE BOYS ARE THEY. Wild are the breezes to-night; Though it be summer time, We sit and talk of brothers abroad, Gone at their country's call; Under the homestead roof Nestled so cozy and warm, While soldiers sleep, with little or naught Pillowed on hillocks damp; Of martial fare, how little we know, Thinking no less of them, Loving our country the more, We sent them forth to fight for the flag Though the great tear-drops started, This was our parting trust: God bless you, boys! we'll welcome you home, May the bright wings of love Guard them wherever they roam; The time has come when brothers must fight, Oh! the dread field of battle! Soon to be strewn with graves! If brothers fall, then bury them where Gone at their country's call; Should fall flat to adore an American Ram? There have always been Rams! Father Adam, we know, Found some Rams in his garden a long time ago: Then, it seems, there were Rams which were tied up in stalls, Driven out to do battle by butting down walls- Thus, we Ram-ble along through the cycles of Time, SAYS PRIVATE MAGUIRE. BY T. B. ALDRICH. I must beg the pardon of Private Maguire of the New-York regiment for thus publicly putting his sentiments into verse. The following lyric will assure him that I have not forgotten how generously he shared his scanty blanket with me, one terrible night in the Virginia woods, when a blanket was worth fifty dollars an inch. "Och! it is nate to be captain or colonel, Divil a bit would I want to be higher, With money to spend for their slightest desire; Loafin', and atin', and dhrinkin' at Williard's, While we're on the pickets," says Private Maguire. "Livin' in clover, they think it's a thrifle "Oh! now, for a row!-but Maguire be aisy, THE UNRETURNING BRAVE. BY JOSEPHINE WILLIAMSON. How many reeking swords have found a sheath The sods of alien States a warrior's grave. With traitor's blood they've stained their swords' They waved their glistering falchions in the air, And pierced bold treason to its heart's deep core. That reigned when all earth's victories have been His grace doth still extend both peace and love, Be phantoms which dissolve themselves in air; Shall be Columbia's boast, Columbia's pride. Oh! yes, 'twill be no thanks to you! Where heart and hands and all were due, One word of faith and hope, to be "Twill be no thanks to you, good sir! When our troops come marching home from war; Still floating o'er them like a cloud Of glory as they come, While a nation's blessings, long and loud, Yet you shall reap what they have sowed, For heroes' blood in streams has flowed, Go, eat the fat and drink the sweet, THE STARS AND STRIPES. Sung at the grand Union concert at the Assembly Rooms Ours is the true one; Ours is the true one; Up with the Stars and Stripes, And God will bless the right. Floating high above us, Of a freedom won. Who dares to sully it, Bought with precious blood? Though ours should swell the flood. Chorus-Their flag is but a rag, Ours is the true one, etc. -Baltimore American, April 23. |