HEROISM OF THE THIRD IOWA REGIMENT AT THE BATTLE being pressed into the rebel army. His wife, desiring OF PITTSBURGH LANDING. Major Jones," the correspondent of the WestUnion Pioneer, writes to that paper a graphic account of that portion of the great fight at Pittsburgh Landing in which he participated. He says the Third formed in line at the Landing without orders, in just fifteen minutes from the firing of the first gun, and soon were off on the double-quick for the fight. Coming up within sixty rods of the enemy, they opened fire, but the distance was too great for execution, and the enemy being in heavy force, they fell back to a less exposed position, behind a rail-fence, where they awaited the coming of the rebels. The force opposed to them was the Pensacola brigade, the flower of Beauregard's army. As was expected, this large body charged upon the Third, and of this charge we will let the Major's graphic pen relate: "But we were beginning to get sleepy and wishing for a change of programme, when we discovered the enemy were preparing to make the charge. On they came, a fine set of fellows, with beautiful banners and a line that nothing but what was in waiting for them could break. On they came, steady and firm, their polished arms reflecting the bright sun and making one 'snow-blind' to look at them. Ah! but 'twas a splendid sight as we peeped through the fence, with our guns all pointed plump at about the second button of their handsome uniform, but still they came, a line of them, reaching across the field, little thinking of what was in store for them as we lay there on our bellies, with our eyes squinted along the barrels of our guns. We could hear the heavy tread of those determined men, when presently they reached the eminence on the brink of a deep ravine, about thirty rods from us, and the order was given to fire! Great God of Israel! what a deluge of flame burst from the Iowa Third from behind their slender breastwork! And it did not slacken. That fine body of men stood as if mesmerized, while the line was falling like wheat before the reaper, scarcely returning the fire, and seeming to hesitate whether to advance or which way to turn, their ranks thinning out continually. What could they do? To advance would be certain death, and to retreat would be annihilation, while to deploy to the right or left would save a part, but woe to the hind most. The latter course was resolved on and away they started on a double-quick, off toward our left, but still keeping formed as well as they could, where whole files were dropping under our cruel fire, till at last all were through the field but about three hundred determined fellows, who must take their chance with our whole fire concentrated on them. I don't know how many of them escaped to tell the tale,' but I know that the most of that little party fell on top of their companions who had gone that way before them." "STONEWALL" JACKSON.-Gen. Jackson is admitedly the best and bravest commander in the rebel sevice. His sobriquet "Stonewall" is said to have been given him after the battle of Bull Run. During that affair Gen. Lee asked him "if his brigade had not better retire under the heavy fire they were sustaining." "No, sir," said Gen. Jackson; "I will stand here like a stone wall !"-Boston Journal, July 7. A LADY'S PASS.-The Richmond Dispatch of March 80th publishes the copy of a pass given to a lady whose husband had to flee into Maryland to prevent to cross the river and get some money, received this pass: MRS. MCFARLAN-Pass. Promises forever to forsake her husband and never to return to him again, unless he crosses the Potomac, acknowledges his errors, and becomes a loyal subject to the Southern Confederacy. O. W. FOSDICK, Provost-Marshal. A CORRESPONDENT writing from near Yorktown, Va., April twenty-ninth, says: The best work of the morning was reducing to a state of permanent inutility in this mundane sphere a negro rifleman, who, through his skill as a marksman, has done more injury to our men than a dozen of his white compeers, in the attempted labor of reducing the complement of our sharp-shooters. Our men have known him a long time, have kept an eye on him, have lain in wait for him. His habit has been to perch himself in a big tree, and, keeping himself hid behind the body, annoy our men by firing upon them. He climbed the tree this morning in advance of the others coming out, smuggled himself in his position, and was anticipating his usual day of quietude. Our men might have killed him as he came out, but avoided shooting, so as not to alarm the others. His tree was about twenty rods from one of our pits. When our men fired on the advancing rebel pickets, he, of course, saw the fix he was in - that he was decidedly up a tree. "I say, big nigger," called out one of our men, "you better come down from there." "What for?" responded the nigger. "I want you as prisoner." "Not as this chile knows of," replied the concealed Ethiop. "Just as you say," replied our sharp-shooter. In about an hour the darkey peered his head out. Our man was on the look-out for him; he had his rifle on the bead-line ready-pulled the trigger-whiz went the bullet, and down came the negro. He was shot through the head.-N. Y. Herald, May 2. We're all free now- We're all free now forebber! We don't tank missuses— But we tank de old Congress forebber! We tank de old Congress forebber! BEAUREGARD'S CIPHER DESPATCH.-The following is a telegraphic despatch, which was found in the office at Huntsville, Ala., at the time of its occupation by Gen. A LETTER from the Maine Ninth regiment, at FerMitchel. It is in a simple and easy cipher, which re- nandina, announces the desertion to the enemy of Alquired Gen. Mitchel and his aids about twenty min-bert W. Lunt, of Hampden. The villain gave informutes to translate: [ORIGINAL.] CORINTH, April 9. To Gen. Samuel Cooper, Richmond, Va. : P. G. T. BEAUregard. [TRANSLATION.] CORINTH, April 9. ation to the enemy which enabled them to capture a sergeant's guard, who were posted at a house a few miles distant. They took six of this detachment prisoners, and killed one, Anson Chase, of South-Sebec. A record should be kept of such villains, as they do in the British service, whereby if they are ever found or heard from in any part of the world at any time, they may be seized and sent home for punishment. Lunt had just served out a term in the Maine State Prison when he joined the regiment.—Boston Transcript, May 2. YORKTOWN, VA., April 30. — On Sunday evening, a few hours after sunset, while we were sitting in our tent, in company with several other "specials," one of our number, laying his hand upon our knee, sudIdenly said to us: Hark! what is that?" In a second all had ceased talking, and every ear endeavored Gen. Samuel Cooper, Richmond, Va.: to catch the sound which had attracted the attention All present probabilities are that whenever the ene- of his comrade. There was a silence for a moment, my moves on this position, he will do so with an over- and then there was wafted across the air the music of whelming force of not less than eighty-five thousand that glorious anthem, "Old Hundred," in which it men. We can now muster only about thirty-five seemed a thousand voices were participating. All of thousand effective, (men.) Van Dorn may possibly us immediately sought the open air, and there stood join us in a few days with fifteen thousand more. Can until the last note died away upon our ear. Never we not be reënforced from Pemberton's army? If before have we heard anything so magnificently grand defeated here we lose the Mississippi valley, and pro- as that same "Old Hundred," sung by the soldiers of bably our cause; whereas we could even afford to the Union army on the plains of Yorktown. The lose for a while Charleston and Savannah for the pur-air was made vocal with the music, and the woods pose of defeating Buell's army, which would not only insure us the valley of the Mississippi but our independence. P. G. T. BEAUREGARD. LADIES ON THE CUMBERLAND.-The Norfolk correspondent of the Petersburg Express learns that there was a party on board the Cumberland the night before she was sunk. This, doubtless, accounts for the screams of ladies on board, which were heard by our men on the Virginia.-New-Orleans Delta, April 4. SOUTHERN MANUFACTURES.-Mr. E. H. Chamberlain, of Edgefield District, South-Carolina, has shown the around reverberated with the mighty strain. Beneath the canopy of heaven the soldier gazed upward into the starlight sky and sang unto God, "from whom ad blessings flow," an anthem that stirred the heart of man with the best and holiest emotions. The incident was a sublime one either for the poet or the artist.National Intelligencer. A BOLD ADVENTURE.-The Gulf correspondent of the N. Y. Evening Post gives the following description of the capture of the steamer Florida, near Apalachicola: "Information came to our fleet that the rebel vessel Florida - one of those smart little steam craft which are so fond of running the blockade - was up the Apalachicola River, ready to sail out the next day. time. The enemy should not be allowed to make a step forward without encountering bloody evidence of the fixed and unalterable purpose of our people to resist the intolerable yoke of oppression so exultantly prepared for our subjugation. Wails of mourning must be brought home to every household in the North, and the returned carcasses of their dead will instruct them, trumpet tongued," of their fruitless attempt to foil a people thoroughly bent on being free. Gen. Magruder partakes of an intense hatred, compared only to the man whose aversion to snakes led him to kill them, though they were inoffensively exhibited in the menagerie, and, when upbraided by the keeper, replied: "Damn 'um, I kills 'um whenever I see 'um."- Norfolk Day-Book, April 24. The captain of the sailing bark Pursuit was despatched to capture, and went by night a little distance up the river. All was still and dark. There were no lights on the shore, and the rebels, if aground, were too fast asleep to hear the casting off anchor of the sloop, and the embarking of her crew in small boats. With muffled oars they proceeded swiftly up the stream, until, after running some two miles, they came in sight of the little town of Apalachicola, and the dark, black hull of the steamer lying near the wharf. Everything was quiet. Swiftly and surely, and so still that they could hear the night insects chirruping on the shore, the Union sailors in their little boats neared the steamer. A minute more and they were on her deck. "The vessel, in its fancied security, was almost deserted, though laden with cotton and expecting to run the blockade in a day or two. Only the engineers were on board, and they were asleep till waked up by our men. Deeming it best to make the most of the new affair, these gallant engineers consented for a consideration of two hundred dollars - Federal, not confederate money to sail the steamer out to the Federal fleet. She arrived out in safety with the Pur-dred thousand active and energetic soldiers in the field in defence of the Union.-Philadelphia Press, May 1. suit, and was sent to Key West as a Federal prize. There is reason to believe that the good cotton shippers of Apalachicola were both surprised and disgusted to find that their vessel and cargo had disappeared in a single night as mysteriously as Aladdin's palace. "The Florida was a new merchant steamer built recently at Mystic, Connecticut, for the company of the parish of Atchalafaya." COTTON AND CORN. Cotton and Corn were mighty kings, To the country's dire confusion: But Cotton was fond of saying, "you must;" He got up a revolution. But in the course of time the bubble is bursted, May 2.-The Sixth Maine regiment, now before Yorktown, contains among its members a great grandson of Gen. Lincoln, who received Lord Cornwallis' sword at Yorktown, in 1781. He is the son of Theodore Lincoln, Esq., of Dennysville, a young man of fine education, and who left home, where he had every comfort, to volunteer as a private.—Cincinnati Times, May 2. was in the Capitol this morning, conferring with the WASHINGTON, April 30.—Adjutant-General Thomas Finance Committee of the Senate and the Committee of Ways and Means in the House. He stated to Mr. Fessenden and Mr. Stevens that we had seven hun THE CONFEDERATE PRIMER. At Nashville's fall At Number Ten Abe Lincoln bold Jeff Davis tells a lie, Brave Pillow's flight Yon oak will be the gallows-tree SCENE AT THE PARK BARRACKS, NEW-YORK.-DRAMATIS PERSONE, A sick and wounded but good-looking soldier, and an anxious lady nurse in search of a subject: Lady Nurse-My poor fellow, can I do anything for Soldier (emphatically)—No, ma'am ! Nothin'! Lady Nurse-I should like to do something for you. Shall I not sponge your face and brow for you? AN INCIDENT OF THE BATTLE OF SHILOH.-The following incident of the battle of Shiloh is related by an you? eye and ear witness: - Two Kentucky regiments met face to face, and fought each other with terrible resolution, and it happened that one of the Federal soldiers wounded and captured his brother, and after handing him back began firing at a man near a tree, when the captured brother called to him and said: shoot there any more - that's father."-Boston Traveller, May 1. "Don't THE WAY TO FIGHT THEM.-The policy inaugurated by Gen. Magruder, of fighting the Yankees whenever they appear, without regard to numbers, is evidently the true theory of conducting the struggle from this Soldier (despairingly) - You may if you want to very bad; but you'll be the fourteenth lady as has done it this blessed mornin'.-N. Y. Evening Post. IN Virginia the rebels are very careful. The other day the sharp-shooters, on the extreme left of the line, kept them from using a gun. They did not dare to load it. They got a colored man on their ramparts, by force, which could be plainly seen by our troops, and compelled him to load the gun. It was life or death with him. He commenced to load, when one of the sharp-shooters picked him off. It was a "justifiable homicide," as the gun might have killed several of our men, as it was in easy range.-Boston Advertiser, April 30. Two brothers from Louisville fought at Pittsburgh on opposite sides, and in regiments directly opposed to each other. It so happened that the rebel brother was found mortally wounded, and was brought into the very hospital where his loyal brother had been detailed to nurse, and died in his brother's arms.— Buffalo Courier, April 29. GENERAL LANDER AND THE BIBLE.-One day a staffofficer caught him with a Bible in his hand, and said: "General, do you ever search the Scriptures?" which I have always carried with me. Gen. Lander replied: "My mother gave me a Bible, Once in the We used to collect grasshoppers at four o'clock in the Rocky Mountains I had only fifteen pounds of flour. day, to catch some fish for our supper at night. It was during the Mormon war, and my men desired to turn back. I was then searching for a route for the wagon road. 'I will turn back if the Bible says so,' said I, and we will take it as an inspiration.' I opened the book at the following passage: "Go on, and search the mountain, and the gates of the city shall not be shut against you.' All concurred in the definite statement of the pass. age, and the heroic explorer once more led his men into the wild country of the Indians.—N. Y. Tribune. THE bodies of the three men of the Chelsea company of the First Massachusetts regiment, who fell in the assault near Yorktown, Virginia, on Saturday, April twenty-sixth, were buried in a vault prepared by their comrades on Monday, twenty-eighth ultimo. It is described as being located on the slope of a hill, and beautifully shaded by huge oaks, with an undergrowth of laurel. Rev. Warren H. Cudworth of Boston, Chaplain of the regiment, made an impressive address to the men of the First, stating that the deceased fell on the same ground on which their forefathers, under Washington, almost a century ago, fought and fell in CAPTURING A GUN.-There is an old chap in the defence of the same glorious cause of constitutional | Berdan Sharp-shooters, near Yorktown, known as liberty and the perpetuation of the free Republic of the United States. "old Seth." He is quite a character, and is a crack shot- - one of the best in the regiment. His "instrument," as he terms it, is one of the heaviest telescopic rifles. The other night at roll-call, "old Seth" was non est. This was somewhat unusual, as the old chap was always up to time. A sergeant went out to hurt him up, he being somewhat fearful that the old man had been hit. After perambulating around in the advance of the picket line, he heard a low "bolloo." “Who's there?" inquired the sergeant. "It's me," responded Seth," and I've captured a secesh gun." "Bring it in," said the sergeant. "Can't do it," ex At one point in the address, sound of cannon-shot came from the rebel intrenchments. "There," exclaimed the Chaplain, "there are the same defiant tones which have been belched forth from the halls of Congress for a generation past, only the tones are a little louder and the missiles a little harder. It says treason, anarchy and despotism as plainly as if spoken by the fiendish instigators of this most unholy rebellion." The men listened with attentive interest, and as they left the scene each man looked determined to do his whole duty in the task of extinguishing the re-claimed Seth. bellion.-Boston Transcript, May 1. FLAG-OFFICER FOOTE WAITED AND THOUGHT.-A correspondent of the Cincinnati Commercial says: It can do no harm now to mention a remark Commodore Foote made to me in the early part of the siege. Said he: "We have done just enough to learn the position of the enemy. Now we are going to wait and think. Victories are not won by fighting only. We want men, we want brave men, true men, whom we can rely on; but these men must in turn believe in you and in all your plans and orders, or you cannot hold their confidence and depend on their doing what is planned for them. We have a difficult task here, even more difficult than was first supposed. The rebels are strongly posted. We cannot operate to the best advantage on any one battery without being liable to a cross-fire from others. "We might pitch in and make a desperate attack and win, but we don't know how that would turn out. We should lose many men at any rate, and perhaps some of our gunboats. I've got some of the best men in the world here under me. They believe in me, and I can trust them till the last breath. Now, I must not throw away their lives. They are too precious-precious to me, precious to their friends and the country. We've got to be patient awhile and wait and think. We've but just got here, and I can't tell now by what means Island No. Ten will be ours. Time and good thinking will work it out. We can't afford to It soon became apparent to the sergeant that "old Seth" had the exact range of one of the enemy's heaviest guns, and they could not load it for fear of being picked off by him. Again the old man shouted: "Fetch me a couple of haversacks full of grub, as this is my gun, and the cussed varmints shan't fire it agin while the scrimmage lasts." This was done, and the old patriot has kept good watch over that gun. In fact it is a "captured gun."-New-York Tribune, April 20. T. H. SQUIRE, Surgeon Eighty-ninth N. Y. V., in a private letter from Roanoke Island, thus mentions a most affecting incident: "The daughter of Dr. Cutler, Twenty-first Massachusetts, of whom I have spoken in a previous letter, died a few days ago at Newbern, of typhoid fever. Her remains were brought back to this island and buried to-day. Who will write her epitaph in befitting verse? She was the friend of the sick and wounded soldier; educated, accomplished, young, beautiful, af fectionate, patriotic, pious, self-sacrificing. In her death in the van of the army, a woman pure and lovely has been laid as a victim upon the altar of Liberty. She died away from home; a father whom she loved stood by her, but his duties to the wounded prevented him from accompanying her remains to their tempo rary resting-place on this beautiful island. Sacred be the spot where her remains now lie! Ye winds that whisper in the pines, breathe her a requiem! Ye grapes and mistletoe that climb upon the trees, and droop from overhanging boughs, bend down and kiss her lonely grave! Bay, myrtle, and magnolia, distil your fragrance around the tomb; in life her gentle virtues breathed a like perfume! Dear girl, I would that I had power to hand thy name down to all coming time!"-N. Y. Tribune, April 16. SONG OF THE SECESSION WARRIOR. SLIGHTLY ALTERED FROM THE CHOCTAW. I made a spur of a Yankee's jaw, Hoo hoo! hoo! for the rifled graves! I scraped his skull all naked and bare, Hoo hoo! hoo! for the Yankee graves! With percussion-caps we filled each gun, Hoo hoo! hoo! for the Yankee graves! WASHINGTON, D. C., April 18.-One year ago, about seven o'clock in the evening, an extra train arrived at the Washington dépôt, containing the following military companies, being the first that had reached the Federal city, to protect it against the attack threatened by the secessionists after the fall of Fort Sumter : The Washington light artillery, of Pottsville, Pennsylvania, one hundred and twenty-six men, commanded by Capt. McDonald. The Ringgold flying artillery, of Reading, Pennsylvania, one hundred and five men, commanded by Capt. McKnight. The Logan Guard, of Lewistown, Pennsylvania, eighty-six men, commanded by Capt. Selheimer. The Allen infantry, of Allen, Pennsylvania, fifty men, commanded by Capt. Yeager. Company F, Fourth artillery, Major Pemberton, sixty men, from Fort Ridgely, Minnesota. THE DEATH OF GEN. A. S. JOHNSTON.-The Augusta Commonwealth says that the death-wound of Gen. Johnston was inflicted on the calf of his right leg, and was considered by him as only a flesh-wound. Soon after receiving it, he gave an order to Gov. Harris, who was acting as a volunteer aid to him, who, on his return to Gen. Johnston, in a different part of the field, found him exhausted from loss of blood, and reeling in his saddle. Riding up to him, Gov. Harris asked: 66 Are you hurt?" To which the now dying hero answered, "Yes, and I fear mortally ;" and then, stretching out both arms toward his companion, fell from his horse, and soon after expired. No other wounds were discovered upon his person. NASHVILLE, TENN., April.-A very entertaining dialogue occurred some days ago in the Governor's office, between Gov. Johnson and two rebel ladies of this city, who came to complain of the occupation of a residence belonging to the rebel husband of one of the ladies by a United States officer. The conversation was substantially as follows: Lady. I think it is too dreadful for a woman in my lonesome condition to have her property exposed to injury and destruction. Gov.-Well, madam, I will inquire into the matter, and if any injustice has been done, will try to have it corrected. But your husband, you admit, has gone off with the rebels, and you abandoned your dwelling. Lady. My husband went off South because it was to his interest to do so. You mustn't find fault with anybody for taking care of himself these times. You know, Governor, that all things are justifiable in war. Gov.-Well, madam, it appears to me that this broad rule of yours will justify taking possession of your house. According to your maxim, I don't see any reason for helping you out of your difficulty. Lady.-Oh! but I didn't mean it that way. Gov.-No, madam, I suppose not. I will try to be more generous to you than your own rule would make me. I do not believe in your rule that "all things are justifiable in time of war." But that is just what you rebels insist upon. It is perfectly right and proper for you to violate the laws, to destroy this Government, but it is all wrong for us to execute the laws to maintain the Government." The rebel ladies looked around in various directions, and seemed to think that they had opened a knotty argument on a dangerous subject, with a very hard adversary. Heaving a long sigh, they retired, to become, we earnestly hope, "wiser and better men." It will be observed that all these troops were Penn--Nashville Banner. sylvanians, with the exception of a single artillery company of regulars. They passed through Baltimore AN INCIDENT.-Among the excuses offered for examid the insults and jeers of the secessionists, and being mostly unarmed, having come to Washington on a emptions, some are extremely ludicrous. In Smyth sudden call, were only saved from the mob by the fact county, Va., we learn, one man, in enrolling himself, that they passed through one of the side-streets to the wrote opposite his name "one leg too short." The dépôt. As it was, many of them were injured by next man that came in, noticing the excuse, and deemstones and other missiles thrown into their ranks.ing it pretty good, thought he would make his better, They were wildly welcomed by the Government, and and wrote opposite his name, "both legs too short!" were visited by crowds in their comfortable quarters -Atlanta (Ga.) Intelligencer. in the House of Representatives. The next day, the nineteenth, the Massachusetts troops were fired upon by the traitors in their passage through Baltimore. Ten of the number were killed and thirty-two wounded. The soldiers of the Republic came pouring in by thousands in the succeeding days, but it remains to the honor of Pennsylvania that her troops were the first contribution to the Union for the protection of its capital.-Philadelphia Press, April 19. WIT WORTH PRESERVING.-The committee appointed to collect metal for cannon for Gen. Beauregard's army, applied to a planter of Adams County, Miss., for his bell. Not having such an article, he mentioned it to his wife, when she very patriotically offered her brass kettle. The little ones rather demurred to the sacrifice, and one of them, with a sweet-tooth, said: "La, pa, what will we do for preserves ?" "My |