rebel, and asked if he did not object to driving such a horse.' 'Oh, no, sir,' was the instant reply, to drive Jeff. Davis is the very purpose of our coming South.' Our secession gentleman imitated bis sister traitor in preserving a discreet silence."

choose between joining the Southern army or having | called 'Jeff. Davis,' in honor of that distinguished all the hair shaved off their heads, having a number of lashes on their bare backs, and being put in prison for 30 days upon a diet of bread and water. Five of the men were true to the Union-the five who told this story; the others (25) joined the army, but intend to escape. The five men had all the hair shaved off their heads, and their backs were terribly mutilated. They escaped from prison and ran all the way to the river, and got aboard the boat which brought them hither.

Another young man, by the name of James, told father his story. He is a deserter. He said the secessionists tried to force him and four companions to join their army. Three of them said they would not do it, that they preferred death; and all three of them were hung on the nearest tree, in the presence of all the soldiers and their comrades. The fourth one called them cowards, thieves, traitors, and taunted and cursed them, when they poured cold tar over him and set fire to it. Mr. James joined the army. At night he was awakened by some one creeping over his body. He asked what they were doing. They said they were going to desert. He joined them. When he got outside of the camp he ran until he came to a railroad station. It so happened that he had money enough to take him to Memphis, where he got on the boat and never stopped until he reached our place. He does not know what became of those that left with him, as he ran faster than they and left them behind. At the time he was forced to join the army he was at Pensacola, and it was there where the three men were hung and the one was burned.Boston Cultivator, May 25.

SHARP SHOOTING.-A correspondent of the Boston Traveller gives the following account of a little battle of words in Baltimore :

Ir is a noteworthy fact that the Cheshire Light Guard, of Keene, N. H., attached to the Second New Hampshire regiment, have been supplied with eight tents, seven of which were captured from the British, in the war of 1812. They are now the property of the town of Keene, and have been well preserved. They all bear the mark "G. R," (Georgius Rex,) and one of them has also upon it the manufacturer's mark, "Turner's, Bond street, London."-Albany Journal, July 2.

NEW YORK, June 27.-A Southerner who does not like the New York Evening Post, informs the editor of it as follows:

"Mr Editer The letter which appeared in your damn abolition Evening Post last thursday and perpurting to be wrote by a young Lady of Charlston is about on a par with the damn Abolition lies which constitute the Staple of News in the Mersenary Press of the Abolition States. As it was merely promiscuously as it were that my attention was called to it, I take the liberty of indignently stigmertising it as a false counterfiet and damn abolition lie, do you understand that, sir, a damn abolition lie. It is plane language sir and in my section of Country though we are not Quakers we are in the habit of using plane language espishally when dealing with damn Nigger theives. In branding you with this contemptable eperthet and insult I wish you to understand that it is the brand of a citizen of the Proud glorious conquoring independant Palmetto State of South Carolina that has embarmed among its illustrious Arkives the immortal names of the Gallant Brooks and the cqually honerd PINKNEY."

Gov. LETCHER of Virginia has at last returned Mrs. Bradford's wardrobe. His Excellency probably did not wish to have her again use her pen against him. The articles were sent from Norfolk on the boat which took the families of Union men to Fortress Monroe.-N. Y. Commercial, July 1.

"Our officers and soldiers did not always bear contumely in silence, though they could not strike down their tormentors, when these were women and children. Sometimes they answered such scoffs with fitting words. 'Are you a Massachusetts soldier?' said a woman, elegantly dressed, and doubtless deemed a lady in Baltimore. 'I am, madam,' was the courteous answer of the officer of our regiment thus addressed. 'Well, thank God, my husband is in the Southern army, ready to kill such hirelings as you!' 'Do you not miss him, madam?' said the officer. 'Oh yes, I miss him a good deal.' 'Very well, HOW INFORMATION IS CONVEYED TO THE REEELS.madam, we are going South in a few days, and will The wife of a former clerk of prominence in the Posttry to find him and bring him back here with his office department at Washington, is the heroine of companions. You ought to have seen how angry quite a story. Her husband resigned a few weeks after she was. 'You are from that miserable Boston, I the inauguration of President Lincoln, and now holds a suppose,' she said, 'where there is nothing but mob commission as one of the Assistant Postmasters-Genlaw, and they burned down the Ursuline Convent-eral of the Rebel Government. He left town, and his the Puritan bigots!' 'Some such thing did happen in Charlestown, many years ago, when I was a boy,' said the officer, at least I have heard so, and am very sorry for it. But can you tell me what street that is! Pratt street,' was the unsuspecting reply. -What happened there, madam, on the 19th of April, this very year?' He got no answer from the angry secessionist, but the loud shout which went up from the Union bystanders, who generally are of the humble order, atoned for her silence. People that live in glass houses had better not throw stones. The same officer, riding in a chaise with a gentleman who, to his surprise, showed secession proclivities, but was courteous in their demonstration, was told by the gentleman that the horse which was drawing them was

wife remained behind until about two weeks since, when she prepared to follow him. She procured passes, and knowing that her effects would be searched, she provided for this. Her trunks were examined. All was right, and she departed for Dixie's land; but, sewed within the folds of her under dress, she carried with her numerous despatches, letters, and drawings of our fortifications and positions, which, of course, she succeeded in delivering to the rebel authorities without trouble. Her friends boast of this performance; and there are still left in Washington scores of females of like stamp, who are ready to decamp in a similar way, and for similar purposes, who delight in thus furnishing aid and comfort to the enemy.-N. Y. Times, July 1.

THE FEAST OF DOUGHNUTS.-The ladies of Au- | procedure in one way. For every negro kidnapped, gusta, Me., some time ago distributed over fifty some Yankee prisoner must be put into the hands of bushels of doughnuts to the Third Volunteer regi- the master who has been robbed, to supply the place ment of Maine. A procession of ladies, headed by of his servant, till the negro is returned, and for music, passed between double lines of troops, who every slave sold to Cuba, or elsewhere, two Yankees presented arms, and were afterwards drawn up in must be enslaved. The time for forbearance with hollow square to receive the welcome doughnation. these wretches has passed, and the people of the Never before was seen such an aggregate of dough-South demand that they shall be treated as their nuts since the world began. The circumambient air crimes deserve. was redolent of doughnuts. Every breeze sighed doughnuts-everybody talked of doughnuts. The display of doughnuts beggared description. There was the molasses doughnut and the sugar doughnut -the long doughnut and the short doughnut-the round doughnut and the square doughnut-the rectangular doughnut and the triangular doughnut-the single twisted doughnut and the double twisted doughnut-the "light riz" doughnut and the hardkneaded doughnut-the straight solid doughnut and the circular doughnut, with a hole in the centre. There were doughnuts of all imaginary kinds, qualities, shapes, and dimensions. It was emphatically a-Having assurances from the War Department of feast of doughnuts, if not a flow of soul.-Baltimore American, June 29.

A SONG SUNG IN NORFOLK,
Jeff. Davis is a brave man,

He will lead the Southern force,

I pity Lincoln's soldiers,

For I fear they will fare worse;
He will show the Union shriekers,
The Union it is done-
The secession flag, ere many months,
Will wave o'er Washington!

Jeff. Davis in the White House,

What glorious news 't will be!
Abe Lincoln in an inglorious flight,
In a baggage car we'll see;
With Seward as conductor,

A gentleman informs us, as from a "perfectly reliable source," that a letter was found on the person of Capt. Winthrop, who was slain in the late battle of Bethel Church, or County Bridge, directed to his sister, in which he said that he had not made much headway as yet; that he had captured twenty negroes, and when he had made sale of them he would send her a nice present.-Richmond Dispatch.

A CARD FROM A REBEL COLONEL.

TO THOSE DESIROUS OF SERVING THEIR COUNTRY.

the Confederate States that all men volunteering under my command for the war now commenced between the North and the South would be accepted, I hereby give public notice that I have consummated arrangements for the establishment of a military camp twelve miles from Shorter's station, Montgomery and West Point Railroad, where all those willing to serve their country faithfully, zealously, and unmurmuringly will be properly fed, uniformed, and equipped, free of all expense, until they are mustered into the service of the Government. This camp is intended only for those who are willing to volunteer for the war, and to enter at once upon the duties of the true soldier. Those objecting to the strict discipline of a military camp had better not make application, for they would doubtless be of more service in any other capacity than the capacity of a true and worthy soldier. The volunteers residing in Randolph, Tallapoosa, and Chambers counties, who have signified a desire to join my command, will report immediately by letter to me at this office, so as facilities for their immediate transportation to camp can be effected. The great cause in which the people of the South are SOME Massachusetts soldiers stationed at Yonkers, N. engaged is sacred and just. The necessity is upon us Y., went up the river to Tarrytown, and looked at the for action-action should be the watchword, and to monument to Andrè. Thence they visited the ceme- the rescue the talismanic cry. Already the unhaltery where repose the remains of the peaceful Wash-lowed tread of a servile foe is upon our soil. Already ington Irving. A hedge is around the burial plot. have the hands of tyrant hirelings been imbrued in Eleven full-length graves are in a row-father, moth-Southern blood! already Southern women have been er, brothers, and sisters. One of the stones is lettered, "Washington, son of William and Sarah S. Irving, died Nov. 29, 1859, aged 76 years, 8 months, and 25 days." The soldiers laid each a bunch of roses upon this grave, and a wreath of oak leaves with a written inscription, "Offering of Massachusetts volunteers to the memory of Washington Irving," signed by them all, and bearing the date, was placed upon the headstone. One boy ropeated the "Memory of the Dead," and all plucked a spray of clover from the grave.-N. Y. Tribune, June 30.

General Scott as engineer,
Old Hicks, the traitor governor,
Following panting in the rear.

MUNCHAUSENIANA.-We have heard from various sources, that a large number of the negroes who have been captured by the Northern invaders on the peninsular, have been sent by them to Cuba to be sold, and that they declare their intention to make the sale of negroes one means of defraying the expenses of the war.

The authorities of the South can only meet this

insulted and outraged; their cries for mercy mocked,
and homes which but a few days since were the abode
of happiness, are now the dwelling places of desola-
tion. Shall it be said that the thousands who are yet
wanted in the tented field, that we looked calmly
upon those horrors, wrapped our garments compla-
cently about us, and moved not to the scene of glori-
ous action? God forbid it! The President of our
Confederacy, and our generals in command, are capa-
ble, brave, and true. No greed for conquest, nor
thirst for fame, like that of him whose eagles floated
in triumph over every European capital, defying both
burning sand and frozen battlements; no lust of
power like that of him who plunged into the Rubi-
con's frowning flood, sacrificing Rome and her liber-
ties to self; no reckless disregard nor wanton in-
difference to the calamities of war; no arrogant, no
boastful passion instigates their zeal nor determines

their course.
Can this be said of the North? No.
Then, my friends, this is a war of self-defence and of

principle; of principle purified and refined by the no- | ble fires of an enthusiastic patriotism-a war waged by men who put their heart and conscience in every blow they deal, who know their rights, and knowing, dare maintain. I earnestly invite all men between the age of eighteen and forty-five to address me immediately, thereby securing to themselves the exalted privilege of participating in the glory of a glorious campaign. E. M. READING, box 33, Montgomery, Ala.-Sumter Watchman, June 19.

AN INEXHAUSTIBLE BOTTLE.-At the encampment of the First Massachusetts regiment, near the Chain Bridge, above Washington, a pleasant discovery was made. Noticing a leaky spot on the hillside, an ingenious Yankee inserted a bottle, with the bottom knocked off, and a copious stream of pure water spouted forth. It is called the "inexhaustible bottle," but, unlike that of the wizard, it gives forth but one kind of beverage-a health-giving and purifying fluid, such as slaked the thirst of the Israelites when Moses smote the rock, and which the Saviour of mankind imbibed when he met the good woman at the well of Samaria.—National Intelligencer, June 28.

66 LETTUCE ALONE."

I was in an eating-house one day,
When I heard a customer loudly say-
"Bring me a salad," and right away
The waiter ran the call to obey,
And placed before the man in a trice
A lobster salad looking very nice.

"No, no," said the man with petulant groan,
"All I ask is lettuce alone."

I looked at the man-he was gaunt and thin,
With hollow eyes and cadaverous skin.
Then I said to myself, as I rubbed my eyes,
This must be Jeff. Davis in disguise,
For no one else I've ever known,
Would ask, for a salad, lettuce alone.

-Boston Sat. Evening Gazette, June 29.

FEMALE MILITARY COMPANY.-A female military company, named the "Union Captivators," has been formed at Falmouth, near Covington, Ky., and over thirty of the most interesting young ladies of the place have joined the organization. The uniform is an apron of the old-fashioned cut, made of red, white, and blue-that part covering the bosom representing the stars, and the lower part the stripes. A gentleman who witnessed the company drill the other evening, says he never saw a more interesting sight, the youth, beauty, and patriotic enthusiasm of the ladies, and their graceful drilling, presenting at once a most novel and highly pleasing spectacle.-Ohio Statesman, June 29.

A LIVELY CHAPLAIN.-A member of the Richardson Light Infantry of Lowell, writing home from Fortress Monroe, gives a sketch of a New York chaplain who is full of fun and fight. He was asleep when the troops started for Great Bethel, but as the last company started he was awakened, and dressed himself, mounted his horse and started. He has small pistol about four inches long, which he called

Floyd Gun." The Lowell Volunteers giv

lowing account of the chaplain's share

He went into the field to encourage

care of the wounded, when one

Secessionists blazed away at him.

and he thought it must be a mistake, when another ball came ploughing through his cap, just about an inch and a half above his head. That made him mad; he did not come there to be picked out for a target, and so he up with his "Floyd Gun," and popped away at them. A soldier by his side asked him what good he thought he did, when he (the chaplain) considered it an insult, and told the soldier if he did not tumble the next man down, he would report him for wasting ammunition. The soldier let drive, when one of the Secessionists threw his arms into the air and disappeared behind the breastworks.—Easton (Pa.) Express, June 29.

PRACTICAL PATRIOTISM.-Some generous-hearted ladies and gentlemen in Philadelphia have formed an association for the purpose of promoting the comfort of the troops passing through that city en route to Washington.

The departure of each regiment from Jersey City is announced to the managers by telegraph; and on its arrival at Philadelphia each officer and soldier is afforded proper facilities for performing his ablutions, and afterwards furnished with hot coffee, sandwiches, ham, beef, bread, crackers, and other refreshments ad libitum.

After satisfying the immediate wants of the inner man, each soldier is supplied with provisions for his journey through to Washington, and his canteen is filled if desired with tea or coffee.

The beneficial effect of this particular feature of the liberal arrangement is seen in the repeated instances of soldiers emptying whiskey out of their canteens, and substituting in its place palatable tea or coffee.-National Intelligencer, June 29.

SEARCH FOR CONTRABAND.-The correspondent of the Boston Journal relates the following incidents attending the search for contraband at the Relay House, Maryland. We quote:

You hear the whistle of the train bound for Harper's Ferry. As it comes rounding the curve, the guard is drawn up on each side of the track. Soon as the train stops, a soldier steps on each platform of every car, and sees that no one gets off or on. The one whose business it is to "develop" any contraband articles or persons, enters the forward passenger car. He looks under the first seat, and finds nothing but a very suspicious female. Her hoops are very large, and she looks about the waist as though she indulged in a free use of cotton, or else is a walking train in the use of the rebels. The searcher looks, but doesn't know what to do. He cannot, of course, treat her as he would a man, for everybody would call him a brute, and besides, he has no taste for such things. At last he timidly requests that she will rise, in the hope that some treasonable article may fall and discover her character.

Here is a man who either looks a little confused, or else puts on a stolid expression, as though he were utterly indifferent. After having carefully investigated this seat, the searcher politely asks the individalto empty his pockets. Mind you, this is really

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