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BATTLE HYMN.

"The Battle is the Lord's."-1 Samuel xvii. 47.
BY REV. WOODBURY M. FERNALD.
Great God, 'tis not from thee that spring
Oppression, hate, and deadly strife,
Yet from the time of Elam's King,*
In battle Thou hast been our life.

When Israel's foes, a numerous host,

Through years of conflict pressed their cause, Thy powerful arm was all her boast,

Confederate rebels owned thy laws.

'Twas thy right arm, thy spirit's aim,

That guided youthful David's hand; And lo! to Joshua's vision came

The sword-armed angel in command. Almighty God, who seekest life,

Not death, amid these dread alarms, Prepare us for this mortal strife

Lead thou the van-direct our arms.

Thine is the battle, mighty Lord;

The skill, the wisdom, all are thineThe fire that lit the sacred Word

Shall flash from out our battle line.

So shall our serried ranks move on,
With unseen armies from above,

And so shall victory be won,

Through deeds of death to deeds of love. Boston Journal, Aug. 7.

ON THE LATE SACRILEGE IN VIRGINIA.

BY R. H. STODDART.

All men till now who bear the Christian name,
However hard their hearts, and fierce their strife,
Have satisfied their hate with taking life,
The worst respecting death, through utter shame!
Cowards now there be whose murderous hands are red
With our dead soldiers' blood; not shed in fight,
But crushed from their cold veins, when slain out-
right-

Great God! they dare to mutilate the dead!
Virginia! thou shalt pay for this ere long;

Thy lips shall drain to the dregs the bitter cup;
The outraged spirit of the North is up,
Back to thy batteries, then, and make them strong!
Henceforth thy blood shall be upon thy head,
Though, unlike thee, we war not with the Dead!
July 24, 1861.
-Vanity Fair.

LIEUTENANT DICKINSON, of New Orleans, now in this city, and who was shot in the thigh with a Minié ball, in the battle on Sunday, says that he was a member of Major Wheat's battalion, and out of 400, which constituted that command, there were not more than 100 that escaped death and wounds. Wheat was shot through the body, and was surviving on Wednesday, although his case is exceedingly critical. Lieutenant Dickinson also says that the Catahoula (La.) Guerillas, Captain Bahoup, fought with desperation, and he thinks his command was nearly all killed and wounded. The captain, although for a long time in the hottest of the fight, escaped unhurt.

* The first war of which there is any record.-Gen. xiv.

He also says the Tiger Rifles, of Louisiana, in a perfect shower of bullets, bombs, and balls, threw down their rifles and charged upon the enemy's lines with their knives, and put them to flight.-Richmond Enquirer, July 26.

GALLANTRY OF BARTOW.-Bartow's gallantry upon the field was most conspicuous. When Beauregard pointed out to him a battery to be taken, he replied, “I will take it, if mortal man can do it." He first led up the Eighth Georgia regiment and took the battery; but finding himself unable to hold it, he retired. Almost immediately afterwards he led up the Seventh Georgia regiment, in the performance of which duty he was shot. The only words he uttered were: "Boys, they have killed me; but never give up this field to the enemy."

General Beauregard did not lead the Hampton legion into action, as has been stated. He led a large body of troops in which the legion was included.Charleston Mercury.

SPEECH FROM A WOUNDED REBEL.-The train from the East brought down Captain Wilson, of Atlanta, one of the wounded on the glorious battle-field of Manassas. Captain Wilson was in the whole of the hard-fought battle of the 21st, was wounded in the heel while on horseback, and received a contusion on the left shoulder from a carnon ball, which paralyzed his arm. Notwithstanding his sufferings from the pain of his wounds, he appeared on the platform of the cars, in response to the calls of the eager crowd assembled, and gave a glowing and eloquent description of the fight in which he had so gallantly participated. The statements of this brave eye-witness confirmed in the main the details of this great victory which we have received by the press and by the telegraph-a victory which has no precedent for completeness in the annals of war. Captain Wilson's narration moved the audience to alternate shouts of enthusiasm and tears of joy, as he graphically depicted either the noble conduct and gallant deeds of the brave defenders of Southern independence, and the almost incredible feats of the routed Yankees in making their escape from the field. He confirmed the statements of the small loss reported on our side, the immense slaughter of the Lincoln troops, and the great capture of arms, munitions, and prisoners made by our troops.

Captain W. was followed by a gentleman whose name we did not learn, but who was a chaplain in the Confederate army, just from Richmond, and who confirmed the captain's statements. The train moved off while the reverend gentleman was speaking.Knoxville (Tenn.) Register.

ESTIMATE OF THE REBEL Loss.-A letter from Manassas dated July 23, contains the following important admission:-From a very accurate report, just placed in my possession, it would appear that our loss in killed on the field was only between 500 and 600. This is a great loss, it is true, for they were the bravest of the army, and from the splendor with which they charged were the best targets of the enemy. Our wounded will number between 2,000 and 3,000. Very many of them are only slightly hurt in the hand, foot, arm, &c.-N. O. Picayune, July 27.

THE Richmond Whig suggests that the usual emblems of external mourning be dispensed with by

those who have lost relatives who were bravely sustaining their country's right, and in this met with a glorious death. The reasons for the suggestion are, that it would give the streets and churches a distressing and gloomy aspect, that many families cannot afford it, and the loss of father, husband, or brother, is not, under the circumstances, cause for that bitterness of mourning which attends the ordinary dispensations of Providence, because the gloom is brightened by the glory of triumph in the discharge of the holiest obligation of duty.

REBEL OPINION OF A PRISONER.-Among the thousand prisoners now in Richmond, one is a real prize. His name is Fairbanks, and he is the adjutant of the Michigan regiment. He hails from Detroit; by trade he is a shoemaker, and by nature he is one of the blackest-hearted abolitionists and haters of the South that is anywhere suffered to carry God's breath around in a wicked carcass. He is the same individual who was so urgent to have the clergyman arrested in Alexandria for praying for the Confederate States, thrown into the negro pen, and there confined until he repented. He was equally anxious to have several of the ladies of Alexandria hung as an example of the manner in which the abolitionists intended to treat secessionists. As you now have an excellent opportunity of allowing him to test the beauties of his theory, I would suggest that the fellow be kindly treated as long as he lives on bread and water, and that twice a day a committee of ladies call upon him, and, with a rope, stretch his neck until he is perfectly satisfied with the honor conferred upon him. Afterwards, I would exchange him for some miserable cur, and shoot the dog.-Richmond Enquirer.

HAVOC IN ALABAMA REGIMENTS.-The Montgomery Mail, of the 24th July, says :-We are truly sorry to hear of the sad havoc which befell these noble companies, members of the Fourth Alabama regiment, in the recent Manassas battle. Thirty-two, we learn, from both companies, are killed and wounded, seven of whom were instantly killed. The wounded were doing as well as possible up to yesterday.

with grape and give them all they want.' You no doubt have seen in the papers that Sherman's battery was all cut up, but you must not mind what they say, for wo arrived in Washington on Monday. The people received us with great joy, as the report was that there were none of us left."-Boston Journal, July 31.

THE "SHRIVER GRAYS."-A company with this designation, from the city of Wheeling, took part in the hottest of the battle at Manassas on the 21st inst. This company was formed at Wheeling in May, when the enemy's troops were collecting at that place, and made its way, in small detachments, almost from within the enemy's lines, to Harper's Ferry. Being attached to the Twenty-seventh regiment of Virginia Volunteers, forming part of the brigade of General Jackson, in General Johnston's army, the company has shared in much severe service with credit to itself, and finally, at Manassas, proved itself equal to the rest of our heroes in the desperate struggle of the left wing. The officers, Captain Daniel M. Shriver, First Lieutenant John S. Mitchell, and Second Lieutenant John B. Lady, led with great gallantry, and the men followed with the determined courage of veterans in a successful charge of their regiment and others on one of the enemy's batteries, after sustaining for hours a storm of shot and shell in supporting one of our batteries. The loss of the company was two killed, Sergeant George P. Wilson and John Fry, (son of Judge J. L. Fry,) two it is feared mortally wounded, William Quarrier and John Sweeny, sen., and seven others wounded, but not dangerously. Among the latter is Lieutenant Lady, who, with private Frederick, also wounded, is now in the city, well cared for in a benevolent family. They have each a painful flesh wound in the shoulder. The wounds of others are slight. Messrs. Fry and Quarrier were young lawyers of fine promise. Capt. Shriver, a young gentleman of fortune, has displayed as much gallantry in leading his men as he had displayed liberality and energy in raising the company.-Richmond Enquirer.

STORY OF ESCAPED PRISONERS.-The following is the story of private Doherty, of the New York Seventy-first, who escaped from Sudley Church in comEXTRACT of a letter from a member of Sherman's pany with Capt. Allen, of the Massachusetts Eleventh, famous battery :

"THIRD REGIMENT, COMPANY E, LIGHT ARTILLERY, WASHINGTON, D. C., July 24, 1861. Since my last letter we have had two fights-one on Thursday last and one on Sunday; the battle on Thursday was four hours twenty minutes. We had two men killed, and Sunday we had three men killed, one wounded, and four missing. We were fighting from 6 o'clock in the morning until sundown in the evening, and a hard time we had of it. At 3 o'clock in the afternoon we had a charge of the rebels' cavalry. They were a regiment of what is called the Black Horse cavalry, and after a smart tussle we whipped them without the loss of a man on our side, and I should think there were at least seventy-five of them killed and wounded, for our boys fought like the devil. The Southerners have offered $25,000 for Sherman's battery, but they cannot have it yet. Our captain's name is Ayres-I forgot to mention his name in my last letter as you wished me to. At the time the cavalry charged they came up yelling, 'Now we have got Sherman's battery, let us give it to them!' Our captain said to us, 'Load

and private Waldorf, of the Wisconsin Second:

"About 4 o'clock on Sunday afternoon, just as the chances of the field were beginning to turn against the national troops, and the Seventy-first had their hands full, a shell took off the foot of a comrade of Mr. Doherty, his rear man, in company A. Mr. D. immediately proceeded to carry the poor fellow to the hospital, and had hardly done so when the bugle sounded the retreat, and his regiment, with the rest of the troops, were retiring rapidly, leaving him far behind. He at once made a dash for his own freedom, and gained almost alone an open field, where a party of Confederate troops, under Capt. Barker, took him prisoner, and conducted him to the hospital at Sudley Church. Here he found Dr. Pugnet amputating the arm of a private of the Seventy-first, and as sisted him to the best of his ability in the perform ance of various surgical operations the whole after. noon. Twelve surgeons were prisoners in the church, and these remained there for the relief of the wound. ed-nearly all of whom were nationals-all night. There were 286 wounded at this place, 70 being exposed in the open air for lack of accommodation, the

rest in the blacksmith's shop, carpenter's shop, and church.

On Monday morning most of the prisoner surgeons were removed to Manassas, all being required to give their parole; but all declined except Drs. Pugnet, Swift, Winston, Buckstone, and De Grath. These latter returned and resumed their duties in the hospital. During the absence of the surgeons, twelve of the wounded died. Thirty-two had died up to the time of Mr. Doherty's escape.

On Friday night, about five minutes before 10 o'clock, by a preconcerted arrangement, Capt. Allen and Messrs. Doherty and Waldorf-who had from the first been allowed a reasonable freedom of movement-approached the guard at the blacksmith's shop. I must not forget to mention that Mr. Waldorf was wounded in the arm, and that Capt. Allen had contrived to exchange his officer's uniform for that of a private, and that he successfully affected to be wounded also. By an arrangement with a Rhode Island soldier, they were to be informed by a signal when the guard should reach a certain point on his beat.

Thus prepared, they approached the sentry, and assuming the character and tone of Confederate officers, called out to him "half-past ten there!"-they having previously ascertained that the guard was to be relieved at 10 o'clock. The man, suspecting nothing, immediately walked to the end of his beat to look for the relief; at once the signal was given by the Rhode Islander, and the three prisoners leaping a fence, noiselessly crossed a little brook, and were quickly concealed in the woods. Mr. Doherty believes that they were not missed till the roll-call the next morning.

They pushed forward with all speed that night and all of the next morning, steering by the moon, until, at 2 o'clock on Saturday afternoon, they reached the house of a Mr. Macon. Here they resolved, at all risks, to stop and make inquiries. By Mrs. Macon, who alone was at home, they were so closely catechized as to render their situation peculiarly uncomfortable. They passed for men of the Fourth Alabama regiment, and she showed that she was familiar with that corps, by inquiring as to the fate of two officers named Grey. Doherty told her that one of them had been killed. This she promptly denied, from the strength of other information which had reached her, but her suspicions were removed by the explanation that “the Grey we mean was a private." The fugitives, however, seeing that Mrs. Macon was by no means a person of easy credulity, lost no time in relieving her Southern hospitality of their presence. Near Leesburgh, still passing for Alabamians, they met a man who was satisfied with their story that they were picking blackberries, and had got separated from their regiment. He kindly informed them that they would find their comrades at Ball's Mill waiting for artillery. Near Milford they met a little boy and girl, who directed them, for information, to the house of a Mr. Edwards, where they arrived at 5 P. M. on Saturday.

Here also they perceived they were suspected, for a horseman rode up, and after conferring with Edwards, departed hastily-when they slipped away. As they were pressing with all speed towards the Potomac, a party of about ten horsemen came suddenly upon them and ordered them to halt; but as they had a high fence on their right, enclosing a cover of trees, they took no further notice of the challenge save to leap the fence, the horsemen discharging their

| pistols at them, and take refuge among the trees. Some farmers of the neighborhood, hearing the firing, were promptly on the spot with their guns, and joining the horsemen, took down a part of the fence, and began a search. Meantime the fugitives had cut down branches from the trees, and with these and some light brushwood, concealed themselves effectually. Mr. Doherty assures us that as the troopers beat the woods, the horse of one of them actually trod slightly on his leg, as he lay in his hiding place.

After perhaps an hour and a half of ineflectual search, they abandoned the woods, and took to the road, concluding that the prisoners had given them the slip, and got off in that way. Before going, how ever, they left a man on guard, who very soon lay down on a log but a few feet from his hidden foes. Doherty, almost exhausted, had availed himself of the occasion and this cozy concealment, to take a nap, and when he was roused by the captain, who whis pered that they must be moving, he had just dreamed that he was a prisoner again, and could not easily shake off the impresssion.

Their guard was still sleeping, and they might easily have killed him with a six-shooter, their only arms, but forbore from fear of bringing the people down upon them. At 44 o'clock Sunday morning they reached the Potomac. Here they found a solitary horseman, who made a sudden rush, no doubt to give the alarm, whereupon they plunged at once into the river, and partly by swimming, partly by wading, reached Long Island, 17 miles from Washington.

Mr. Doherty assures me, and Capt. Allen will, I believe, cordially indorse his statement-that nothing could exceed the magnanimity of the Confederate officers towards their prisoners, wounded or unwounded. Not a harsh word fell from them to mortify or insult the men who had just struggled with them, sword to sword, and bayonet to bayonet; but on the contrary, they displayed a lively solicitude for their comfort. This kindness was especially conspicuous in the artillery and cavalry officers.

Capt. Ball, who, whilst a prisoner at Washington, had been guarded by a detachment of the Seventyfirst, was assiduous in his hospitable attentions. He and his men (who were not in the fight as has been reported) sent milk, eggs, and brandy. A farmer in the neighborhood, named Rickett, was very kind. He and his wife sent the national wounded soup, gruel, and a young lamb. They feel especially grateful to Capts. White and Patrick, and Col. Barker. The latter said to them, "Take good care of yourselves, boys, and see that your wounded have what they require."

Gen. Beauregard rode up to the hospital, and gave particular orders that the enemy's wounded should be well attended. I am happy to record the manly evidence of these gentlemen. No dying man's throat was cut, they say-no dead man robbed.—Baltimore Exchange.

ONE of the rebel papers gives the following reasons why our army was not pursued from Bull Run by the enemy:

Under such a thorough defeat, rout, and disorganization of the Federal army, it might have been driven from Virginia; and Alexandria, Arlington, and all their intrenchments and guns on this side the Potomac taken. Great as the victory has been, its results would have been incalculable could we have pursued the flying and terror-stricken enemy to the Long Bridge. And why was it not done? Simply because

Beauregard had not the force. Though only a part of the army was engaged in actual battle, all had been on active duty the whole day. The combined forces of Beauregard and Johnston did not exceed thirty-five thousand men in the field. At least half of these were engaged in the fight. The rest were under the fire of the enemy's guns, with an occasional encounter. All, in fact, were on the battle-field and in battle-array, from the earliest hour in the morning till the defeat in the evening. Every man was needed. There were no reserves.-Boston Transcript, Aug. 10.

MRS. CURTIS.-The female prisoner brought to this city on Wednesday, proves to be a Mrs. Curtis, of Rochester, N. Y., sister of a member of the Rochester regiment. She is quite young, but by no means prepossessing. The sleeves of her dress are ornamented with velvet tape chevrons, and the jockey hat which she wears is tucked up on one side with a brass bugle, indicating military associations. She is quite talkative, and does not disguise her animosity against the South. Lodgings have been provided for her in a private house.-Richmond Whig.

THE END IS NOT YET.-Let not our people deceive themselves with the notion that either the first or second battle of Bull Run is decisive, or likely to terminate the campaign on the Potomac. Facts do not justify such hopes, nor our position warrant the expectation. The forces of Scott must, of necessity, be demoralized by the brilliant action that has crowned the Southern arms with victory over great odds. But the invading army is neither destroyed nor captured. Our forces are comparatively quite small. Washington is not taken. It is strongly intrenched, and Scott has available many more troops than ourselves. The forces that have just been routed will be rallied, reinforced, and brought back into the field with every precaution and advantage that generalship and military resources can furnish. The prestige and position of the Abolition Government, no less than Scott's reputation, urge them to prompt and peculiar efforts to retrieve the late severe check they have met with. McClellan has already been sent for. Circumstances all point to a speedy renewal of battle on the Potomac. The next struggle will be one of life or death to the invaders of great importance to us in regard to the time of the war. It is to be hoped that our own brave forces will be properly stengthened, and our able and indefatigable generals put in condition not only to defeat and discomfit, but to annihilate the enemy, and drive his remnant from the polluted soil of Maryland, and soon end the war.-Charleston Mercury.

RICHMOND, VA., July 25.-We hear of but one account, with few exceptions, from all the prisoners taken by our men everywhere, and that is that they came here without any intention of fighting the South, but were compelled to unite in the invading movement, and that if they were home they never would be caught in such a scrape again. The last assertion may be true, but not a word of the rest. The circumstances under which they left the North are known to the South as well as themselves, and their very name and organization, volunteers, contradict every word they utter. We confess we have more respect for the most impudent among them Col. Corcoran, for example, who, we understand, says: "I went into the business with my whole soul,

and I wouldn't take my parole if they'd give it to me."-Richmond Dispatch.

As far as ascertained, the following field-officers, on the side of the Confederates, are known to have been either killed or wounded at the battle of Bull Run:

Killed or mortally wounded.-Gen. Bernard E. Bee, South Carolina; Gen. Francis S. Bartow, Georgia; Col. Nelson, Second Virginia regiment; Col. Fisher, Sixth North Carolina regiment; Col. Mason, of General Johnston's staff; Lieut.-Col. Ben. F. Johnson, Hampton Legion; Major Robert Wheat, Louisiana Battalion.

Wounded.-Gen. Kirby Smith, regular army; Col. Wade Hampton, Hampton Legion; Col. L. J. Gartrell, Seventh Virginia regiment; Col. Jones, Fourth Alabama regiment; Col. Thomas, of Gen. Johnston's staff; Col. H. C. Stevens, of Gen. Bee's staff; Major Scott, Fourth Alabama regiment.

Gen. Bee, one of their killed, was a West Point cadet of 1844, and won distinction in the Mexican war. Gen. Bartow was a prominent Georgia politician. Major Wheat is a well-known filibuster. He was killed by a sergeant of the Second New Hampshire regiment, while in advance of his battalion, leading them on to the charge, after which they fled in every direction. Gen. Smith is a cadet of 1841, and served with distinction in the Mexican war. Col. Gartrell was a member of Congress from Georgia, always one of the leaders of the disunionists in that State.-Boston Transcript, Aug. 5.

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left Washington Monday night have reached this city. RICHMOND, VA., July 24.-"Two gentlemen who The tale they tell is awful. They say that no words can describe the terror, confusion, and dismay which pervade the Rump authorities. All the boats were removed from the south side of the river, and the draw on the Long Bridge was raised to prevent the army this side emptying itself on Washington. But for this precaution there would not now be a Yankee on this side the Potomac."-Richmond Enquirer, July 25.

ONE HAND FOR THE UNION.-In the battle of Bull Run, Henry Benson, of Kenosha co., Wis., fought He was first shot through the hand, and exclaimed, gallantly with his regiment, the Second Wisconsin. "There goes one hand for the Union. Rally, boys, and down with the traitor!" Just then a ball struck him near the heart. He died exclaiming, "Tell my father I die like a man fighting for the Union."-Boston Journal, Aug. 7.

THE REV. J. M. Willey, the indefatigable chaplain of the Third Connecticut regiment, relates the following curious incident: While the troops were resting at Centreville, he concluded that, as they were about to advance on Manassas, it was of great importance that they should be cheered and encouraged in their

work Expecting to remain at Centreville over Sunday, he selected a text and arranged the plan for a sermon to be preached to his regiment; but alas! the early march of Sunday morning defeated his purpose, and although the text still remains, the sermon was never preached. It is sufficient to say that the text selected by Mr. Willey was that in Psalm 1x., and 7th V., 46 And Manasseh is mine."-N. Y. Tribune, Aug. 6.

ONE of the Fire Zouaves, who had been in the battie of Bull Run and vamosed very soon thereafter, was recognized near Washington market, in this city, a day or two ago. "What the devil are you doing here?" asked the acquaintance, when he recognized him, "got leave of absence?" "No!" thundered the Zouave. "I got the word to 'fall back' at Bull Run, and nobody has told me to halt, so I have kept on retreatin' ever since, and got away here." Who says that Fire Zouave is not under thorough discipline?-N. Y. Tribune, Aug. 6.

A CORRESPONDENT of the Petersburg (Va.) Gazette, in recounting the incidents of the battle of Bull Run,

says:

Our regiment by this time had come in reach of the enemy's cannon. The balls fell before and behind us, but no damage was done. We now threw our knapsacks away to engage in a hand-to-hand fight. We ran to the point at which the fire seemed to be most severe. Advancing in front of the cannon, we got within musket-shot of our enemy, and fell to the ground, having a slight mound to protect us. Had we been standing, scarcely one would have been left. Twice did the cannon-balls throw dirt upon me, and musket-balls whistled by the hundred in a few inches of my head. Several of our regiment (18th Virginia) were killed, but the exact number I know not. Young Hatchett was wounded, but not seriously, the ball entering his leg. Men would raise their heads a few inches from the ground to peep, and several times were shot in that position. Men fell on my right and left. We remained about 10 minutes receiving the enemy's fire, and were not allowed to return fire. The command to fire came at last. We rose and fired with deadly effect upon our foes. We rushed forward to the top of the hill, and fired again; also a third time. Now for the first time the foe began to retire in a run and great disorder. I think that a great majority of the regiment upon which we fired were killed. No boasting, God forbid to him all praise is due. At our approach the enemy left an excellent rifled battery, manned by regulars, in our hands. They fought until all their horses were killed, and nearly every man. We were now left victors of the field, and started in pursuit of the foe. We followed them for a mile or so, and were then brought back within a mile of Manassas, marching at night a distance of six or seven miles. The fight lasted eight hours from nine to five. I cannot describe the horrors of the fight. Noise and confusion of many kinds prevailed-the firing of cannon, the discharge of musketry, the whizzing of balls, the bursting of bombs, the roar of artillery, the tramp of horses, the advance of infantry, the shouts of the conquering, the groans of the dying, the shrieks of the wounded, large numbers of the dead lying upon the ground, the carrying of the wounded by scores, and all enveloped in a dark cloud of smoke, all go to make one vast spectacle of horrors such as I never wish to see again or hear. Many were the dead and wounded over which

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I was forced to pass, both of our men and of our foes. Oh, how I wanted to aid them, but could not! The fight was desperate. The enemy succeeded in carrying off hundreds of their dead, but left many behind. Our cavalry, who pursued them in the direction of Centreville, report the road strewn with dead and wounded.

Our enemies are not cowards. Many men were found with bayonets in them, some side by side, each with his bayonet in the other. Our enemy is said to have run generally when we advanced with the bayonet. Certainly this was the worst of the fight. Gen. Beauregard, who commanded in person, told us that he would depend principally upon the bayonet. Gen. B. cheered us as we advanced, and our loud cheers in return were said to have frightened the enemy.N. Y. Tribune, Aug. 5.

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NEW YORK, Aug. 9.-A letter received in this city from Atlanta, Ga., gives this incident of the battle at Stone Bridge:

A staff officer from Charleston, engaged in the battle of the 21st of July, says:

"I rode out the day after the battle to view the ground, and passed piles of dead in various positions. Under a large tree I saw a body lying, very handsomely dressed, with a fancy sword, and a handker chief over the face. It attracted my curiosity. I stopped, removed the handkerchief, and saw one of the handsomest faces I ever met with, of a boy not more than twelve or fourteen years old. His appearance and dress indicated high social position; probably he was a temporary aid to some general officer. To ascertain who he was, I examined his pockets, and found a Testament, in which was written,

'James Simmons, New York. From his loving mother. My son, remember thy Creator in the days of thy youth.'

"I wished very much to take the body away, but I was six miles from quarters, on horseback, and it was impossible."—Evening Post, Aug. 10.

ONE of the most interesting incidents of the battle of Bull Run, says a Southern journal, is presented in the case of Willie P. Mangum, jr., son of ex-Senator Mangum, of North Carolina. This young man was attached to Col. Fisher's regiment, I believe, and owes the preservation of his life to a copy of the Bible presented him by his sister. He had the good book in his left coat-pocket. It was struck by a ball near the edge, but the book changed the direction of the bullet, and it glanced off, inflicting a severe, but not dangerous flesh wound. The book was saturated with blood, but the advice written on a fly leaf by the sister who gave it was perfectly legible.-N. Y. Times, Aug. 5.

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