the stable; and, sure enough, there was time ordering him to come out. After old gray-once the elegant charger of his looking at Reed for a second, he complied old friend and neighbor, but now a hated with the order. On their leaving the house "black Republican," the designation of all together, the prisoner stated that he was Union men in that region—and his own a member of Ashby's cavalry, and had fine bay was out and gone," and if for- stopped there to get something to eat. He ever," "then still forever," etc. If the then said: "Since you have got me, you quotations be not right, readers can hunt may as well have my horse." So they up the documents for themselves; but the walked round to the barn and got his horse, facts of the case are too palpable to be also a sabre and a carbine. They then misunderstood. Bill had taken his friend's proceeded to where the boys had quartered advice, and merely exchanged old gray for themselves, and the gallant private deliva better charger, - fully agreeing with ered to General Geary the prisoner whom M'F., "Every thing for the cause-noth- he had taken from his very domestic reing for men," and that qualms of conscience treat. were, after all, decidedly out of place.

Not Yankees, but-Wolford's Cavalry.
Wolford's cavalry distinguished itself by

But the misfortune did not stop here. Had it been in a distant neighborhood from the old home of Bill, M'Fadden might have some dashing and remarkable exploits in retained "old gray," as a stray waiting for its campaign of 1862, in Tennessee and the call of his proper owner; but, being that region. That which took place in the right at home, old gray, though badly neighborhood of New Haven was one of broken-down, was too easily recognized to be retained on the farm, and was forthwith sent home to his proper owner, with the singular explanation that he was found in the stable in place of his own fine bay, which was supposed to be stolen by some

unknown bushwhacker.

the most brilliant and successful. Coming upon the enemy suddenly, Captain Adams shouted: "Halt! and present arms!" All, with the precision and coolness of veterans, in a moment leveled their guns upon the now panic-stricken, confused enemy; `and the Captain at the top of his voice called out: "I demand your immediate, uncondiLong Table-Cloths for Southern Cavalrymen. tional surrender." "To whom must I surPrivate Reed, of the Seventh Ohio reg- render?" called out Colonel Crawford in iment, while making a reconnoissance with command of the Third Georgia cavalry, as other soldiers, in Virginia, was sent to he now stepped forward. "To Captain search a house about eight hundred yards Adams, commanding the First Kentucky from the road. He went up to the house cavalry," replied the Captain. "Give me and walked in, but on opening the door a few moments to consult my officers, will could not see anybody in the house. The you?" said the Colonel. "I have no time table was set, ready for breakfast, the table- to fool away," said the Captain. "Two cloth hanging down, touching the floor. He minutes and a half, Sir, and I will order first looked under the bed, but in vain. As my men to work upon you." "If I have he was about to go away he thought he only that time, Captain," said the Colonel, would look under the table; so he lifted "I will surrender at once, expecting good the cloth, and, lo! a pair of spurs and also treatment from so gallant an officer and a cavalryman attached to them! He lay such brave men as you have the honor to there so quiet, that death would not have command." The camp was accordingly been more so. As soon as he discovered surrendered, and the whole force, consisthim, Reed, cocking his piece, presented it ing of nearly all the Third Georgia cavto the hiding man's breast, at the same alry, a few of the First Kentucky seces

sion cavalry, and some of the Texas would inevitably call down upon him the Rangers, and all without the firing of a hatred of the vast and murderous mob. gun. Before the other gallant fellows But Crowley was not made of such stuff. could come up, the whole affair was over, He had sworn to stand by his standard, and and they only had the pleasure of feeling with him it was either succeed, or die in that they had also gallantly done their the attempt. Pistols were freely fired, but part, in coming up to the support of the the company saw at their head that standmore fortunate advance, to whom the main ard proudly leading them on. No one credit of the exploit belonged. As the who has never been in actual service can advance dashed around the camp, a group imagine how the colors of a regiment keep stood near them looking on in wonder. As they halted, one exclaimed: "You are not Yankees, are you?" "No," answered Sergeant Humphrey. He turned to his fellows and, clapping his hands, exclaimed: "Didn't I tell you they were not Yankees? Didn't I tell you so? Who are you?" he called out again. "Wolford's cavalry," replied the Sergeant. Then raising his left, the music of their own steady, meashands in utter despair, the poor Georgian exclaimed: "Good heavens! then we are gone." They were marched over to Elizabethtown.

Bearing the Standard through Baltimore.

up its courage. So long as they are defiant, the company have light hearts; if they should be taken away, a strange distrust runs through the whole force.

As it was, the troops had lost their band, —they did not even have a fife and drum, and so they kept their eyes upon this standard. Tramp, tramp, tramp-left, left,

ured tread,-this was all they had. Crowley was the target for many a missile, for the mob knew that to disgrace the regiment, it was only necessary to down with the standard. Paving-stones flew thick and fast, some just grazing Crowley's head, and some hitting the standard itself. Amid all this, the everlasting pluck of Crowley showed itself without a taint. One large stone struck him, just between the shoulders, a terrible blow, and then rested on

Previously to the departure of the Sixth Massachusetts regiment for the defence of Washington, they were gathered in front of the State House, Boston, to hear the parting words of Governor Andrew. At the end of his remarks, the Governor his knapsack. And yet Crowley did not presented the regiment with a standard, telling them to see to it that no foe should ever take it from them. They received it with cheers, and swore to die in its de

fence.

budge. With a firm step he went on, carrying the rock on his knapsack for several yards, until one of the sergeants stepped up and knocked it off. His coolness showed him to possess the very highest qualities of a soldier.

Well, when they got out of the cars at Baltimore, to march across the city, the colors were given to the breeze, and borne Fate of Two German Brothers. aloft in defiance of every foe. The stand- A member of the Second Connecticut ard-bearer, as noble a fellow as ever wore regiment captured a German, belonging to the uniform of the Old Bay State, was the Eighth South Carolina regiment-at Timothy Crowley. His two aids were the battle of Bull Run-and took him to Sergeants Derril and Marland. Unused, Major Colburn for instructions as to how as, indeed, all the soldiers then were, to to dispose of the prisoner. The latter rethe rough usage of actual warfare, it would quested one privilege as his last, which the not have been strange if Crowley had Major very readily granted. He said his shown some signs of fear. Indeed, he brother lay a short distance off, in a dying might have rolled up the colors, which condition, and he wished to see him. His

captor bade him lead the way, and the two | Reno and General Parks, manœuvred proceeded, the prisoner going to an old log their forces, their example in front of the hut but a few rods from where the regi- line, and their conduct in any aspect, inment was halted. On the north side, in spired the troops to stand where even older the shade, the wounded man was found. soldiers would have wavered. In this they were seconded nobly by officers of every grade. General Parks, who had come up with the Fourth Rhode Island, Eighth Connecticut, and Ninth New York, gave timely and gallant support to the Twentythird and Twenty-seventh Massachusetts. The ammunition of the artillery getting short, and the men having suffered severely, a charge was the only method of dislodging the enemy. At this juncture, Major Kimball, of Hawkins's ZouavesNew York Ninth-offered to lead the charge, and storm the battery with the bayonet. General Foster's reply was

"You are the man, the Ninth the regiment, and this the moment! Zouaves! storm the battery! Forward."

The prisoner spoke to him-he opened his eyes-the film of death had already over- They started on the run, yelling like spread them, and the tide of life was fast devils, cheered by the federal forces on ebbing. He was covered with blood, and every side. Colonel Hawkins, who was the swarms of flies and mosquitoes, which leading two companies in the flank movewere fattening upon his life's blood, indi- ment, joined his regiment on the way. cated that he had lain there, helpless, in On they went, with fixed bayonets, shoutagony, and uncared for, for some time. ing "Zou! Zou! Zou!" into the battery, The two unfortunate victims of the war cheered more loudly than ever. The rebclasped hands warmly together, muttered els taking fright as the Zouaves started, a few words in the German language, sup- went out when they went in, leaving pretty plicating the favor of heaven upon their much everything behind them, and not families at home, kissed each other, and even stopping to spike their guns, and mutually exchanged the final adieux,-the take away their dead and wounded that prisoner remarking, as he was taken by had not been removed.

the arm to be led away, for the column was moving, "Brother, you are dying, and I am a prisoner." The man was shot with a musket-ball, in the back, just over the hip.

Zou! Zou! Zou!

The battle of Roanoke Island was marked by more than one exhibition of great and decided bravery. General Foster was in active command on the ground. His brave and collected manner, the skillfulness with which he, as well as General

Blenker Scorning to Retreat. The retreat from Bull Run on the twenty-first of July, 1861, will ever be memorable for its illustrations of the fortunes of war. Stretching far across the road, long before the hoped-for refuge of Centreville was reached, was a firm unswerving line of men, to whom the sight of the thousands who dashed by them was only a wonder or a scorn. This was the German rifle regiment; and to see the manly bearing of their General, and feel

the

Sleeper's Saucy Battery. Towards the end of Friday's battle in the Wilderness, about nightfall, a desperate charge was made by the rebels upon extreme left of the Federals, where a number of batteries of the Second Corps were in position, being a part of Hancock's

the inspiration which his presence gave at above the clouds-the artillery thundering that moment, was like relief to those ready in the very laboratory of storms and to perish in a desert. Steady and watch- arsenals of the electric batteries-while ful, Blenker held his line throughout the the cavalry charged and performed their evening, advancing his skirmishers at evolutions on the ice, and the infantry every token of attack, and spreading a sure floundered to the attack through snow protection over the multitudes who fled three feet deep. disordered through his columns. With three regiments he stood to fight against an outnumbering enemy already flushed with victory, and eager to complete its triumph. As the darkness increased, his post became more perilous and more honorable. At eleven o'clock the attack came upon the advance company of Colonel Stahel's rifles, not in force, but from a body line. In front of these guns, and below Rather of cavalry whose successful passage would their level, was an open field. across way have been followed by a full force, and the more than half this space ran consequent destruction of the broken Fed- the Union line of breastworks-at this eral host. The rebel cavalry was driven point not more than one hundred yards back, and never returned; and at two in from those held by the enemy. Everythe morning, the great body of Federal thing was perfectly quiet,-mutual respect troops having passed and found their road for each other's fire preventing unnecessato safety, the command was given to re- ry exposure. Suddenly, however, a pertreat in order, and the brigade fell slowly fectly devilish volley of musketry was deand regularly back, with the same precis-livered from their works, accompanied by ion as if on parade, and as thoroughly at the dismal howling which, in Dixie, had the will of their leader as if no danger quite superseded honest cheering, and out had ever come near them. Over and over they came, piling over the breast works, again Blenker begged permission to main- and for a short time having things just as tain his post, or even to advance. "Re- they wanted them. Their success was treat! said he, scornfully, to the messenger; "bring me the word to GO ON, sir!" But the command was peremptory, and he was left no alternative.

Hooker's Battle Above the Clouds.

very short lived, for in a moment Sleeper's Tenth Massachusetts battery, Adams's Rhode Island battery, the Sixth Maine. battery, and others, were pouring canister into them in so effective a manner that they were forced to protect themselves in Quartermaster-General Meigs, in his front of the Federal breastworks, from lively account of the three days' conflict which, later in the evening, they were exbefore Chattanooga, mentions the notable pelled, losing terribly in their forlorn fact that in General Hooker's fight up the hope' of a charge. The Tenth Massaslopes of Lookout Mountain, "much of chusetts battery, commanded by Captain the battle was fought above the clouds, J. Henry Sleeper, proved itself one of the which concealed him from our view, but best in the service. It was engaged sevfrom which his musketry was heard." enteen times since the army crossed the There is on record at least one case parallel Rapidan, and was one of the very few to this, in the campaign of Napoleon in the batteries which managed to get into the Carnic Alps, in 1797. The battle of the memorable Wilderness fight of Thursday. Col de Tarvis, March 22, 1797, was fought and Friday. It had come to be called the

war.

Court-Martialing a whole Division.

It was near sundown when General T. J. Wood, whose conduct all through the three days' battle of Lookout Mountain, marked him as one of the ablest leaders of the National armies, rode along the lines of his superb division. Loud shouts of enthusiasm everywhere greeted his appearance, until at last his feelings, no longer controllable, broke out in a speech:

"What is it? what is it?" laughingly

When flags are captured in the height of battle, it shows close and severe fighting. A New Orleans paper states that in the bloody engagement which took place near Mansfield, the battle-worn and weather-beaten banner of a Texas regi- "Brave men," said he "you were orment of rebels was captured by Captain dered to go forward and take the rebel Doxie, of the Sixteenth Indiana mounted rifle pits at the foot of these hills; you did regiment, attached to the first brigade of so; and then, by the Eternal! without Lee's cavalry, after one of the most des- orders, you pushed forward and took all perate hand-to-hand encounters of the the enemy's works on top! Here is a When the stalwart Indianians met fine chance for having you all court-marthe rough riders of Texas, there could of tialed! and I myself will appear as the course be no child's play, and consequently principal witness against you, unless you the ground was piled with slain in the promise me one thing." struggle for the possession of that flag, which bore the inscription-"Texans never inquired the men. can be slaves." Captain Doxie, the hero of the fight, came forth from the battle covered with wounds, inflicted by sabrestroke and pistol-shot. The flag was brought down to New Orleans by Colonel Brisbane, of General Lee's staff, and was At the conclusion of this speech, the presented to Miss Mary Binny Banks, the enthusiasm of the soldiers knew no bounds. "daughter of the brigade," in presence of They left the ranks and crowded around her mother, at the residence of the Gen- their General. "We promise! we promeral. The young lady showed a great ise!" they cried, and amid such exclamadeal of emotion as she took the battle- tions as, "Of course we'll hold them!" stained trophy-which had so long waved "Let any one try to take them from us!" triumphantly in the centre of a hecatomb" Bully for you!" "Three cheers for old of heroes slain-in her hands. Mrs. Wood!" the gallant officer rode off the Banks made a few feeling and commenda- field.

tory remarks, complimenting the gallantry

"It is," resumed the General, "that as you are now in possession of these works, you will continue, against all opposition of Bragg, Johnston, Jeff. Davis and the devil, steadfastly to hold them!"

River.

of Captain Doxie and his brave men, and Brilliant Strategy of General Smith at Red promising to interest herself in securing the promotion of those who had so nobly The brilliant and successful strategy of contended for the prize and torn it from General Smith at the close of the second the possession of a desperate foe. It day's fighting at Red River, is well known. was a white and red banner, with blue The whole two days had been full of disunion, but so old, faded, and battle-worn, aster, when suddenly, in the midst of rethat the colors could scarcely be distin- treat, a favorable point and a happy guished. Perhaps it had waved on every thought struck the mind of General Smith, field from Wilson's Creek to Pleasant Hill. an educated soldier, and he at once availed