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TJJRJA.?ZJ, OIIIO, WEDNESDAY, MY 14, 1862.
THE CONSTITUTION OF
THE UNITED STATES.nr;LjST
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Poetry for the Your.
UNION AND LIBERTY.
BY O. W. HOLMES.
Fuo of the heroos who left ns their glory,
Borne through their battle-fields' thunder and
Blazoned in song and illumined in stoty,
Wave o'er us all vrho inhabit their fame f
Up with our banner bright,
Sprinkled with starry light,
fipread its fair emblems from mountain to shore,
While through the Bounding 6ky,
Loud rings the Nation's cry
Liberty and Union ! One Evermore!
Light of our firmament, guide of our Nation,
Pride of her children and honored afar,
Let the wide beams of thy full constellation
Scatter each clond that would darken a star I
Up with our banner bright. Sue
Empire unsceptered ! what foe shall assail thee,
Bearing the standard of Liberty's Tan ?
Think not the God of thy fathers shall fall thee,
Striving with mm for the birthright of man !
Up with our banner bright, &c.
Tet If, by madness and treachery blighted,
Dawns the dark hour when the sword thou must
with the arms of thy millions united,
Smite the bold traitors to Freedom and Law !
Up with our banner bright, &c
Lord of the Universe ! shield lis and guide us !
Trusting Thee always, through shadow and sun,
Thou hast united us : who shall divide us I
Keep us, O, keep us, the Many in One !
Up with onr banner bright,
Sprinkled with starry light,
Spread Its fair emblems from mountain to shore,
While through the sounding sky,
Loud rings the Nation's cry
Liberty and Uniont One Evermore!
BY O. W. HOLMES. Our Story-Teller.
DRUMMER-BOY OF MARBLEHEAD.
BY ANNIE SAWYER DOWNS.
Tnz whole city was wild with triumph at
the victories of Fort Donelson and Raanoke.
Cheer after cheer went up fKm the Exchange,
and people were almost momentarily jostling
each other in the thronged streets, and instead
of begging pardon, would burst into a shout
for the old flag. .Woman that I am, I hurried
home in the twilight of that glorious day I
Lad to hold my muff close to my mouth to
prevent my voice from swelling the great
thanksgiving. Turning the corner of my own
street, I was astonLhed to see that my parlor
Was brilliantly lighted, and through the thin
curtains I likewise saw figures moving rapid
ly. I ran up the steps, and soon discovered
.the reason, ior as I opened the door, all my
own children and several of my neiglrbors'
rushed with a great sweep into the hall, and
for a moment I was nearly stunned with their
cheers tor the fort, the soldiers, the stars and
stripes, etc. At last at the volley for the gun
boats, they stopped from sheer exhaustion,
and I asked very meekly, " What in the world
are you down iu the parlors for?"
" Well, mother, gasped YV ill, we want
ed to play we were gunboats, and the nursery
wasn't big enough. See me now ; I am go
ing to run up within four hundred yards ot
the fort," and with a yell like a wild Indian's
he brandished a cane and made a charge at a
bookcase, coming within one inch of smash
ing my Dante and Beatrice.
I winced, but did not scold them, only en
ticed them into the less crowded dini.ig room,
where we played gunboats and cheered until
their father coming home to tea, rather soock-
ed us by saying gravely, that he thought he
should have to send us to the watch-house.
Many incidents of the battle he told the eager
children as we took our tea, and just before
their bedtime, as they stood around him for
the customary story, he told them the one I
shall try to tell you :
"You all know," said their father, "how
last April the Massachusetts troops were at
tacked and murdered in the streets of Balti
more, and how the whole heart of New Eng
land thrilled to avenge their death. There
was a young boy of Marblehead, only fifteen
years old, Albert Mansur by name, who came
from school on that day wild with indigna
tion, and told his mother that he was going to
War ; he couldn't stay at home. " Why, Al
bert," laughed his happy mother, they won't
have you ; you are too little my boy. "I can
drum) can't I mother ? I guess those old reb
els will run when they hear me play the Star
Spangled Banner," and out he went, and his
mother heard him playing the smart old tune
as ha marched down the street at the head of
tatter-demalion set of urchins, called by him
his regiment He had a gift for drumming,
and thinking of his words, that mother's heart
stood still with fear. lie was,her only child,
her handsome boy; how could she let Urn
go ? But she scolded herself for even think
ing of it Of course Lis father would keep
hira at home. At dinner time Albert attack
ed his father on the subject, but his father
peremptorily answered 'no, 'and told him there
must be no more talk on the matter. Usual
ly his father's decision settled things, but this
time Albert argued manfully. lie could do
just at good service a3 anybody ; he ought to
go ; he must go. But Mr. Mansuer was firm,
and he had to yieid, although the struggle was
so severe that he grew pale aud thin. At last,
to divert his attention, they sent hira to his
grandfather's in Augusta and fervently hoped
he would forget his fancy. But when he ar
rived there, he found a regiment all ready to
go into camp a short way from the city. He
accompanied them as drummer. His father and
mother, as (he weeks went by, became im
patient, and at last, went for him. As they
rode through the itreet, almost the Erit per
son they saw was Albert, marching in a fine
new uniform, with this same company, who
were on their way to the station. He had
kept his promise to them, thnt is, he had not
enlisted, but they felt from that day that they
must let him go. Ho went home with them,
and after a few weeks they gave him up, and
he enlisted in the Massachusetts 23d, Col.
Kurtz, as drummer for one of the companies,
being the youngest in the regiment Dear
little ones I can never tell yoa how his moth
er Mt, how his father in his bitter grief pray
ed, how many hot tears stained the few arti
cles he could carry, and then almost sorrow
fully as to his burial, they went to see him
start That day the poor parents talked long
together, then the father went out, and while
he was gone the pale mother knelt with her
face hidden, asking for strength and patience.
When he came in Albert knew that he should
not go alone ; his father had enlisted as a pri
vate in the same compay, bo as to take care of
that idolized boy. They sailed in the Burn
side expedition, and on all that long, dreary
passage, Albert was the light and joy of his
regiment, and indeed of all the regiments on
the vessel. So full of hope and enthusiasm
was he, that his father wrote his mother, " all
the petting he got did not seem to hurt him a
bit." Officers and men delighted to do him
favors, and his prompt, saucy drumming won
praise from the gallant commander himself.
" When the hazardous work of landing be
gan, Albert managed to be in one of the first
boats, and was consequently among the fist to
stand on the enemy's island of Roanoke
their's then, our's now, thanks be to God. In
that march through slime and water, he did
his part well, not allowing his father to touch
his cherished drum for an instant At last
they came in sight of the enemy's battery.
"Who will go and take it?" asked the
General commanding. "The Massachusetts
23d," was the quick reply. " Forward, then
double quick I" and in the teeth of that galling
fire they rushed to their death as it had been
their bridal. Albert slung his drum over his
shoulder, and seizing a rifle from a wounded
man near, dealt true shots for his country.
His father fell wounded by his side, but he
heeded him not, his whole soul had lost itself
in the work before him. " Look at that child.
said one officer to another; " no wonder we
conquer when the boys fiirht so." At last the
position was ours; the rebel gunners turned
and fled, and for an instant the roar of the bat
tle ceased. So intent was Albert that he nev
er stopped, and was loading again, when the
Colonel touched his shoulder. " Wait, rest, a
minute, my young hero don't you see they
are running?" "0, glory hallelujah!" sang
out the excited boy ; " did.i't I say they
should run to the old tunes ?" and seizin;; a
disabled revolver for a drum-stick, he struck
up in a wondrously defiant way, our impu
dent old straiu of Yankee Doodle. It was a
strange sound as i rang out over that field ot
death, and faint and weary as our brave fel
lows were, they gave it a rousing welcome.
A flying rebel heard it. and looking back, took
sure aim at Albert. A man near the boy saw
him, and tried to pull Albert down, but he
stood his ground, and the ball did not fail to
do its deadly work."
"O, father!" burst from the tearful child
ren ; " not killed was he ?"
"They thought him only stunned at first
and bore him out of the crowd ; they ba-hed
his brow ; and you will love his knightly Colo
nel none the less when I tell you that his
strong arm held the dying boy. His pale lip?
moved at last, and they bent eagerly to hear
his word?. Some inquiry for his missing fath
er, some last precious words for his louely
mother 1 No; only this, boy-like, "Which
beat, quick, tell me?" Tears ran like rain
down the blackened faces, and one in a voice
husKy with sobs said, " We. Albert, the field
is ours." The ears death had already deaden
ed caught no sound, and his slight hand flut
tered impatiently as again he gasped, " What,
tell quick ?" " We beat 'em entirely, me
boy," said a big Irish sergeant, who was cry
ing like a baby. He heard then, and his voice
was as strong and bright as ever as he ans
wered, " Why don't you go after them ? Don't
mind me, I'll catch up I'm a little cold, but
running will warm me." He never spoke
again, the coldness of death stiffened his hmbs,
and so he passed from the victory. They laid
him down tenderly, with his head resting on
a smooth green sod, and as his wounded
lather crawled up to see him they feared a
wild scene of lamentation, but he only said,
" He would rather die than have us beaten."
He was urged to go heme with Albert to his j
mother, but he would not, only saying to their
solicitations, "Albert would be ashamed if I
did, and I will fight for him as long as the war
The children did not play gunboat any more,
but went quietly up to bed, and when Nellie
said her prayers, she added, in simple, child
ish words, a hope 'that God would make Al
bert's mother willing he should be dead, and
that God would tell her how Nellie loved her;'
and here the tender iittle heart broKe down
but Will said, " God knew iust as well as if
she said it all," and I think he did."
BY ANNIE SAWYER DOWNS. All Sorts of Good Reading.
The Confederacy Reconstructed.
our unsuppressed corres
pondent, it will be seen that the Orange Coun
ty Howitzers, attached to the Mackerel Brig
ade, havjf reduced the Rebel and "reconstruct
ed" him. The battle was conducted on strictly
Const itutiom.l principles, and is said to have
given great satisfaction to the Democratic
party. Ed. Scndat Mercury.
Editor T. T. The stirring times are come
again, the madekst of the year, and I am be
ginning to believe, my hoy, that what is to be
will be as what has been has. Though with
out my gothic charger Pegasus, that symmet
rical racer having been borrowed for a writing-desk
by a Secretary of the Frontierior, I
am enabled to keep up communications with
the Mackerel corpse dammee down the river,
and ten thousand Star-Spangled Bannncrs
flash through my veins as I relate the recent
great artillery expedition of the Orange Coun
It seems, my boy, that an intellectual
member of the Mackerel Brigade got tired of
investing Yorktown, and wandered away in
pursuit ot adventure. As he pereginated in
the neighborhood of a Rebel domicil, he be
held what he took for the bird of our country
stalking out of the barnyard, and was taking
measures to confiscate it, when the proprietor
made his appearance, and says he:
" Hessian, spare that goose."
The Mackerel chap gave a tragic start, and
" 'Tis the eagle I would rescue, Horatio; the
bird celebrated by my brother, the Congress
man, in all his speeches."
" Well," says the foul traitor, " it is un
doubtedly what the Congressman takes for an
Eagle, as I am aware that Congressmen gen
erally treat the American Eagle as if it were
a goose; but as that gander happens to be
long to one of the very First Families of Vir
ginia, and cost me four shillings, it becomes
my painful duty to resist your habeas corpus
act." And with that, he drove the beautiful
bird into the barnyard, and locked the gate.
Fired to fury by this insult from one of
those whom our army had come to protect,
the Mackerel chap went immediately back to
quarters, and appealed to his comrades for
That gifted officer, Samyule Sa-mith, heard
his burning words, and says he: " The can
non of the Union shall speak in this matter.
Let the Orange County Howitzers get ready
for action, and I will lead them against the
Instantly arose the notes of dreadful prep
aration, the guns were mobilized, six English
gentlemen iu the hosiery-business w-ore invi
ted to view the coming battle, and just as the
moon rose above the trees, the artillery start
ed for the Rebbl stronghold.
Arriving before the offending house, the
Howitzers were place in line, and all got ready
for the bombardment It was just possible,
my boy, that two men miht have marched
into that house and captured the misguided
Confederacy without slaughter. You may be
unable to see what use there was in bringing
artillery and f irming in line of battle; but you
are very ignorant, my boy; you know nothing
about strategy and war.
"Soldiers, gays Samyule," " remember that
the eyes of the whole world are upon you at
this moment, endeavor to hit the house as
often as possible. We will fire one round
without ball." says Samyule, " to see if the
pov. der is first-class."
Now it chanced that while the leading up
was going on, the gallant Lieutenant Lemons
got his legs wonderfully entangled in thelen
yard of his piece, and kept turning the how
itzer around in a manner strongly expressive
of nervous agitation. Suddenly' he stepped
across to where Samyule was standing, and
whi-pered in his ear:
"O, I se," says Samyule, kindly, "you
were educated at West Point, and want to
know which end of the cannon ought to be
pointed at the enemy. Well," says Samyule,
instructively, "you'd better poiut the ond
with a hole in it."
Everything being in readiness, my boy, th
combined battery launched its thunders on
the air, creating a great sensation in the
neighboring henroosts, thus causing a large
rooster te fall from a branch in the midst of
his refreshing slumbers.
"Now that powder has sustained its repu
tation," says Samyule, impressively, "let-the
two-inch balls be hurled at the enemy's
As the house was full ten yards off, this
second discharge failed to hit; but it brought
the Southern Confederacy to the window in
his night-cap, and says he:
" There's no use of my trying to sleep if you
chaps keep making such a noise down there."
" Unhappy man" says Samyule, solemnly,
" we come here to reduce you, and will list
en to nothing but an unconditional surrender."
The Confederacy gaped, and says he: "I'm
very sleepy, and can't talk to you now; and
I'll call over in the morning." And he shut
the window and went back to bed. A frown
was observed to steal over the face of Sam
yule. He has a peculiar countenance, my
boy, and a frown affects it strangely. Take
his mouth and mustaches together, and they
remind you ot a mouse sunning himself on the
edge of his hola; and wheu the frown comes j
on, the mouse acts as though he had a stom
" Comrades," says Samyule, " the enemy
requires another round, and we must do it on
the square. Fire!"
Like four-and-twenty thunder-storms the
Howitzers roared together,and had not the Or
ange County veterans forgotten to put in any
balls, there is reason to believe that some
windows would have been broken. Another
discharge, however, was more successful!, as
it knocked the top off the chimney.
The Confederacy appeared at the window
again, and seys he:
' If you fellows don't quit that racket down
there, you'll irritate me pretty Eoon."
This significant remark caused a sudden
cessation of the bombardment, and Samyule
hastily called a council of war.
" Gentleman," says Samj'ule, "a new issue
hss arisen. If we jrritata Southern Confedera-'
cy, all hopes of a future Union and reconstruct
ion may be destroyed."
A chap who was a democrat, suddenly
flamed up at this, and says he:
'' The abolitionists caused this terrible war,
and it is our business, as no-party men, to fin
ish it Constitutionally. If we irritate this
man, no power on earth will ever make hiin
submit to reconstruction. Ask him."
Here the democratic chap took a large taste
of tobacco, and sighed for hi3 country.
" Mr. Davis" says Samyule to the Confed
eracy at the window, " if we do not irritate
yon, will you consent to be reconstructed?"'
"Reconstructed!" says the Confederacv,
thoughtfully; "reconstructed! Ah!" says he,
"you mean, Will I consent to be borne again?"
" Yes," says Samyule, metaphysically, "will
you consent to be born again, as we have
borne with you heretofore?"
The confederacy thought a while, and then
" Consider me reconstructed."
As that was all the Constitution asked of
course there was no more to be done, and the
Orange County Howitzes returned to their or
iginal position in the mire, the Englishmen
remarking the appearance and descipline of
our troops were satisfactorily to Albion.
Fighting according to the Constitution, my
boy, is such an admirable way of preventing
carnage, that some doctor ought to take out a
patent for it as a cheap medicine.
Yours to come, and
ORPHEUS C. KERR.
The Negro at Home—What one Who Saw for
Col, Gibsok, of the Forty-ninth Ohio, says
the Zanesville Press, recently wrote a letter
from Tennessee, which is attracting some no
tice. Col. Gibson will be recollected as the
Republican successor to Breslin as State Treas
urer. He writes thus about the condition of
the slaves, as observed by himself:
" III tills region every one owns one or more
Here as elsewhere, where I have been
the slaves arc well treated and well provided
for. They appear happier and certainly live
and dress better than the poor whites or the
free negroe3 of Ohio or the North. They all
supposed we were about to liberate them.
This lie had been trumpeted in the South and
huudreds of honest people, aside from slaves
believed it But the negro here instinclivoly
dreads the North. They love the South and
are devoted to their masters.
" I have witnessed some touching scenes
between exiled masters, returned to their
homes, and their faithful slaves. It is str mge
how few try to escape or run away. I doubt
if twenty have come to the army with which
I have been connected since hist September.
" About the farm-house and in the city the
white children and black play together like
brothers and sisters. It is my deliberate opin
ion that, in their present state of ignorance,
the slave rather fears tiian desires emancipa
tion. They only regard their appetites and
c imforts. They are well housed, well dressed
and well fed. They appear to want no more.
I mention these facts as tending to show that
statesmen had better IctOic "nigger" alone for the
present, and address themselves to suppressing
this great rebellion.
" The President's late resolution and mes
sage, as to aiding emacipation, is regarded
here as unworthy of his position. It contains
propositions which are not only untenable,
tut weak in the extreme."
A Mannerly Yocin. Last week the
" Crabtown Dorcas Sewing Society held their
annual meeting, and on motion it was voted
" That our Tarson wait on Tony Jones, and
ee if nothing can be done to improve the
u:nners of young Tony."
The next day the Parson called upon Tony,
Sr., and informed him respecting the object of
his visit, to which he replied
"Parson. I'd let Tony go to mectin' every
Sundy, if I only know'd you's goin' to preach.
But, Parson, there aint a boy in the village of
Crabtown what's got more manners than my
Tony, and I can convince you of that in just a
minit. You see Tony out there skinnin' them
The Parson nodded assent
"Now, see, I'll call him." And raising his
voice to the highest pitch, he Bhouted
" To-o-o-n-y "
The response was quick and equally loud.
"Do you hear that, Parson ?" said the man.
' Don't ye call that manners ?'"
'' That is all very well," replied the Parson,
" so far as it goes ''
" What do you mean by " far as it goes?"
That boy, sir, always speaks respectfully to
me, when I call him." Then raising his voice
he again called
The bov dropped a half dressed fish, and
siiakillg Ctit at his sire, yelled out
(The Parson shook his head)
" Ye miserable, black, old, drunken snob,
I'll come in there in jist two minits, an' maul
ye like blazes."
The Parson was astonished. The old man
was disconcerted for a moment, but instantly
recovering himself, he tapped the Parson on
the shoulder, saying
" You see, Parson, my boy has get grit as
well ai manners. This chap will make an or
nament to your society some of Vui days,"
The Parson shook his head and mizzled.
The SnArj'-suooTERs.-There are men among
the Berdan sharp-shooters who pay men to
stay at home and work their farms while
they lie in the rifle pits before Yorktown, ex
posed to the vicissitudes of w eather and war
waiting for a chance to puck off a rebel gnu
ner. Such patriotism and zeal are worthy of '
Ihs highest piaf;e.
Effects of War in Missouri.
A correspondent of the New York Times
writes from sonth-west Missouri as follows
under date of March 7th:
We passed a melancholy sight a wagon
filled with cinigrauU, and all their worldly
goods. By the side trudged a little barefoot
ed fellow, ragged and dirty. My companion
said to him, "Well, my little man, where do
you live?" Tie sadly answered, " We don't live
vou-herc only in a wannirl ' We met another
party on horseback. One ot them told us
ow his house had been attacked in the night
by a gang of marauding secessionists, and how
he had made one of them bite the dust, with a
bullet, which, said he, "took him spat between
the shoulders." Such things are common.
War has developed the wickedness of men,
and festered all their evil passions. Men swear
and lie, and steal and kill, who were Dever
guilty of such acts before. The Sabbath seems
utterly disregarded. The churches and schools
are closed, and the devil seems to reign su
preme. A Christian man, who retains his
religion, is worthy of all honor; or, rather, his
thanks are to that Divine grace which could
alone preserve him. We readied Springfield
on Saturday.' In some of the houses the win
dows are allbrokenj doors have been smashed
and the floors and walls are covered with filth
and grease. - Many, of the yards have been
used for keeping horses, and the young fruit
trees are completely barked. The grove has
been cut down for firewood.
Halleck's Opinion of McClellan.
A Cairo correspondent says: In conversa
tion with a gentleman from St Louis last
night, I learned some things that I must con
fess were new to me, and as I think the idea
will be new to the public generally, and as in
presenting it I shall not transcend the rules
laid down for the government of the press, I
will endeavored to jot it down. The gentle
man I referred to I know to be a warm per-
su,li" " K,lu "L'u-
1 1L.-.-3 .rn TT-11-I. 1 1 1.
or mat. Stirling ouiuer 3 iavor aim conmience.
Hence, a weight will be attached to whatever
he says such ns does not accrue to the sayings
of ordinary men. The conversation turning
upon the operations of the army here andelse
where, I asked:
" What is Gen. Halleck's opinion of Gen.
" Sir," said my friend, '' I have heard Gen.
Halleck say, in substance, repeatedly, that he
considered the military skill, science, and pen
etration ot Gen. McC!e!!an us second to that
of no man living; that whatever had been
done in the West and elsewhere was but the
carrying out of MoChVlau's great plan of the
war; that the general idea of each and every
one of these movements was the fruit of his
foresight and knowledge of war and its appli
ances; and that McClellau had rough-hewn
the whole work, and only left the fiinshing
touches to the department and division commanders."
A Bold Buckeye.
A max in Federal uniform rodd into Fay
ettevi'le, Tenn, on Sunday last, conversed free
ly with the citizens, said he belonged to an
Ohio regiment, allowed a citizen, who asked
permission, to examine his gun, removing the
cap before handing it to him, dined at a tavern
with his gun on his lap at the table, had his
horse fed and left. The citizens thought him
one of Morgan's men, notwithstanding his re
presentation. A short time after, however,
they were undecicved. Coming four or five
miles on the road to Huntsville. he overtook
an old white men with four negroes and three
wagons of bacon, he forced them to drive
their wagons close together, put fodder under
them, take out the mules and retire a few
steps. Then, lighting a march, he set fire to
the wagons, consuming them and their con
tents. Riding to. a church, a few miles dis
tant, where preaching was going on, he asked
the minister if any soldiwra were there, and
saying, if there were, he wauted them. Re
ceiving a negative answer, he rode away, and
crossed the road ten miles this side of Fayette
villc, with two other Federals. That is the
last we have heard of them. The owner of
the bacon aud wagons returned to Fayette
ville with his negroes and mules, and report
ed his misfortune. Several men went in pur
suit of the bold marauders, but failed to find
them. Ilnnhvtlle Democrat.
Good Snoonxo. The following dialogue
on " Sharp shooting" is reported to have re
cently taken place between a rebel and a fed
Rebel I say, can you fellows shoot?
Federal AVall, I reeon we can, some.
Rebel Down in "Misisip," we can kneck
a bumble-bee off a thistle blow at three hun
Federal Oh, that aiu't n Dthiu' tew the way
we shcut up in Yormouut. I belonged to a
military company there, with a hundred men
in the company, and wa went out for prac
tice every week. The Cap'n draws us up in
single file, and sets a cider barrel ruling down
hill, and each takes his shut at the bang-hole
as it turns up. It is afterwards examined,
and if tln're is a shot that didn't s;o into the
bung-hole, the member who missed it is ex
pelled. I belonged to the company ten years,
and there hain't been no body expelled yet.
Good for Muli.ioan. Some of the rebels
in Camp Douglas, Chicago, recently robbed a
poor appla woman of several dollars' worth
when Cd. Mulligan atlixed a placard with, i
" thief" upon it to their backs, and sentenced I
them to labor for a cont actor at camp, at the !
rate of seventy-!
ceeds to be paid
ve cents per day. the prc-
woman upon wuom
heft, until th? amount
tiie' haJ committed the
loss J'ho'uld be resided.
A Bold Buckeye. Incident of the War-Letter from a Disgusted
The follow extracts from a letter found by
the men of our flotilla on their late trip up the
Rappahannock, are full of interest The wri
ter is Thomas B. Roane, of Tappahannck, a
captain in the rebel army: .- .
Tappaiiannock, March 21, 1802. Dear :
I did not receive your letter of the 11th ult.,
until about the 28tli, and then I was lying on
a bed of sickness, at camp. Our company
has for the last four or five months done the
duty of three companies. We now have a
line of vidette couriers from the lower end of
Middlesex to Frcdricksburg, a distance of one
hundred miles; besides we have three posts at
Uibana, and pickets twelve miles below-the
. place on earth. Ah me, we have seen
the very devil since October.
I, through a mistake, directed your letter
to Fredricksburg, and there it is a real jaw
buster. Your infernal, cowardly army are continu
ally " backing, backing, and backing down,"
until, by , I believe yon will not stop short
of the territory line, and there, you will capit
ulate. I never know where to write to. I
reckon Richmond is the safest place aud surest
direction for all letters now. When will your
brigade reach Richmond? But in earnest,
where does the army of Manasse3 expect to
make a final stand? I firmly believe Yirginia
and Tennessee are to be given up without any
effort of defense. Judge, I am disgusted with
our nambypamby Government eternally re
treating and acting on the defensive, like one
man holding up his arms, while another cow
hides him right and left
Another Monster Cannon Cast.
Ox Saturday morning another fifteen inch
Rodman gun was cast at the Fort Pitt Works.
We have already given the details of casting
these huge pieces of ordinance, and need not
here repeat them. The rough casting in the
pit weighs about 78,000 pounds, and nearly
forty tons of metal were melted for the pur
pose in three furnaces. The furnaces were
fired about five o'clock, and at eight minutes
past ton the first furnace was " tapped. " A
line of troughs, or " ruuners, " had been laid
from the furthest furnace, some eighty feet,
the second furnace, about midway, joining m,
and the two streams emptying with that from
the first furnace,into a large cauldron at the
edge of the -pit, from which two streams di
verged aud passing around the pit, emptied
into the gun on opposite sides of the core
barrel. Ths furnaces were tabbed in succes
sion, and nearly a!l the metal allowed to run
out before the next in order was opened. At
twenty -four minutes past ten the mould was
filled, in jnst sixteen minutes from the open
ing of the first furnace, showing that the metal
must have poured into it at the rate of nearly
two and a half tons per minute.
This is tlte third successful casting made of
fifteen inch guns, and the work will soon be
regarded as an every day performance, each
successive casting having been made with less
trouble than the preceding one. The gun
will be finished with all possible expedition,
and, like the other, sent to Washington for
its christening. Pittsburg Dispatch, 7th.-
Henry Walke. Captain Henry Walke,
United States Navy.(not Walker, as the tele
graph have it,) who ran the gauntlet ol rebel
batteries at Island No. 10 with his gun-boat
Carondolct, and who has distinguished himself
to a higher degree, perhaps, than any other
commander in the flotilla, is an Ohioan, the
eldest son of Hon. Anthony Walke, of Ross
County: He has served m theLrnited States
Navy some twenty-five years a long time
on the Mediterranean, on the coast of Africa,
iu the Gulf of Mexico and elsewhere. It will
be remembered that Captain Walke, with the
Caromlolet alone, opened fire upon Fort Don-
elson before the other boats arrived, and wis
"going in " rapidly ere the other vessels got
into line. He is an officer of large experience,
tried courage, invincible spirit and sound judg
ment Though a native-born son of Old Vir
ginia, he looks upon the traitorous Virginia
this day with the iuteusest loathing and dis
gust. Cleveland Plain Dealer.
Home again ! Our proud boat is plowing
in the river, with Cincinnati in the distance.
From the residences on either side there is a
perfect tumult of cambric, hailing the wound
ed patriots as they pass. Look at them, aud
see the tears glisten in their eyes, as they
acknowledge the grateful welcome. One fel
low jWhora we call " Cncle John, " as stout
as an oak, and who don't care for a bullet
wound that runs from his side to his- breast,
as he wipes away a tear from his sunburnt
" Dang tf, boys, I can't help it. Who would
n't fight for such people and such a country?"
And an Irishman, who recovered irom a
wound received at Donelson just in time to
get another at Shiloh, responds : -
"An' sure ye are right. It's the dacenfest
country in the world, an' has the dacentcst
flacr, sure. " Cor. Cin. Tunes.
GeorosD. Prentice, of the Louisville Jour
nal, has received a threatening letter from
some Secessionist womau, who signs herself
"Charlotte Corday," whereupon he remarks;
From the signature that our amiable cor
respondent uses, "Charlotte Corday, '.' we jud
ge th;u; she means to do the stabbing part of
the business herself. But we don't believe
she ran. Her namesake s'abbed Marat in
his bath, aud to protect ourselves from the in
trusion of just such characters as our George
town correspondent, we have long been in
the habi', while taking our bath, of keeping
the door locked. However, if she will con
vince us that she is pretty, we may be prevail
ed upon togiveh?ra ticket of admission.
Major General Mitchel.
Tnr nomination of General Mitch!, wh
took Huntsville, Alabama, the other day by
brilliant military movement, as a Major Gen
eral, gives great satisfaction to tfc who!
country. Mltcfre! ia not only a brave, but a
sagacious and skilful officer, Thirty years ago,
during the famous bank riots in Cincinnati,
when the eity government was at the mercy
of the mob, he restored order in a few hours,
by his personal daring and command of men.
Celerity of movement was always one of hia
characteristics, and those who know him best,
predict that before the war rJiHwW will tow.
er Rbore tbe other generaIs rf Wet
Mr mi Mr Stanton are id to b
Q delighted with his movement and are
hopeful of his future.
Commodore Forte's Associate.
Cpt. Charles H. Davis, U. S. N., who hat
been assigned to the Mississippi flotilla as an
assistant to Commodoie Foole, was the fleet
captain of the Dupont expedition and second
in command. He is a native of Massachusetts,
and entered the navy in 1323. In 1854 h
was pronioted to the rank of Commander,
and the present war brought him to the high
er rank of Captain. According to the naval re
gister of 18G0, he bad eighteen years servic
at sea, and fitteen years on land ; and was at
that time (1300) superintendent of lh Nauti
cal Almanac. Capt Davis is a man of about
the same age as Hag-Officer Foote, haTmg- en
tered the navy only one year later than h.
Wit ano War. An incident of an amus
ing character occurred at the battle of Pea
Ridge, which is thos described by a corres
pondent The writer says: One of our boyi
in the heart of the fight was wounded in both
feet by a cannon bail, Our forces having fal
len back, his Irish wit was brought into play.
Seeing s big Secesh eoming by, he presented
his musket, made the fellow surrender, shouU
der him, and in this position he rode iuto our
ine where he delivered Mr. Butternut over
as a prisoner. -
MtLANcnoLY.-The Bofl'alo Commercial saya
one of our soldiers who was in the Pittsburg
Landing battle happens to be inordinately
fond of card-play ing. During the fight he
had three of his 6ngen shot off. Holdinjr up
lib mangled member, be gazed at it with a
look of ineffable sorrow, and exclaimed, at a
big tear stole into the cornier of his eye, "I
shall never be able to hold a full hand again 1"
Poor fellow I - . -
Commodore Forte's Associate. Sabbath Miscellany.
Prayer Meeting in a Bomb Proof.
" Hvae you any praying men?"' said I to a
soldier in Massachusetts 14th.
" O yes, a great many," he answered.
" And do yoa ever meet for prayer?" I in
" Every day." said be. . :
" Where do you meet?"
" Just come here." We were inside a new
and beautiful fort, which the regiment hail
" I can see no place Tor prayer," said L
" Just down there," said the soldier, and
he raised a trap-door. ' -' '
" What is down there," lor I was looking
into a dark hole. . ;
" That ia the booinb-proof, and down there
ia the place where we hold daily prayer-meet-.
" Down there," confined the speaker, " sol
dier? go every day to lift up their hearts to
God in prayer. It is not yet furnished with
the implements of death, and the praying men,
sixty in number, go down twelve feet under
STound, in the dark, to hold communion with
QqJ, Think of it you who bow around your
8tras: think of it, you who go to your com-
fortab'.e churches; think of the sixty men go
ing every day into the bomb-proof of a fort,
twelve feet under ground, in the dark, ta pray?
Brave men! Godly men! They cannot
live w ithout prayer."
I asked a soldier whom I met, "Are yoa
prepared to fight"
" I am sir," said he. -
" What makes you say you are prepared to
fight? What do you mean by it?"
" I mean this, sir," answered the soldier! .
" I have made my peace with God, through
faith iu our Lord Jesus Christ I have Christ,
and I am prepared lor any thing, life or death."
" Do you mean that you can have Christ
and fight?" '
" Excctly so," said the brave man. " I "
mean just that I cannot fight without Chriat" ,
Our Turn Must Come.
" Generates after generation,'' saya a fine
writer, "have felc as we now feel, and their
lives were active as otir own. iney passed
like a vapor, while nature wore the same as
pect of beauty as when her Creator command
ed her to be. Th heavens shall be bright
over our graves as iney uuw mv niouuu our
paths. The world will have the same attrac-
ions fjr our offsprings yet unborn, that sho
had once for us as children. Yet a little while,
and all will have happened. The throbbing
heart will be stifled, and we shall be at rest.
Our funeral will find its way, and prayers will
be said, and then we shall be left alone in si
lence and darkness for the worms. And it
may be for a short tima we shall be spoken
of, but the things of life will creep in, and our
names will joonbe forgotten. Days will con
tinue to move on, and laughter and song will
be heard in the room in which we died; and
the eyes that monrned for us will bo dried, '
and glisten again with joy; and even our chil
dren will cease to think of us, and will not
remember to lisp our names."
Onlv one dollar a vcar for the Union.