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THE NEW SB SOUTH.
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YoL 1, No. 7. PORT ROYAL, S. C., SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 20,1862. Price Five Cents.
THE NEW SOUTH.
Published every Saturday Morning by
JOS. H. SEARS, Proprietor.
Price : Five Cents Pis Copy.
Advertisements, one dollar & line, each insertion.
Terms: invcrxally cash.
OFFICE: Post Office Building, Union Square.
POETRY. j
Jack's Farewell to his Oill.
Scene?Wardroom of the U. S. S. . Time?
August 8L, 1862.
(Officer Sings.)
Oh, messmates, pass the bottle round,
Our time is short, remember;
For onr grog must stop, and our spirits drop,
On the first day of September.
Farewell, Old Rye! 'tis a sad, sad wordBut
alas 1 it must be spoken?
The ruby cup must be given up,
And the demijohn be broken!
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Yetsuemory oft will backward turn
And dwell with fondness partial,
On the days when gin was not a sin*
. Va* hwuiaht /?nnrfa-mar tial.
" ' JdClPl Wppy"?5SrwTB soon be past,
To return again, oh never,
For they ve raised his pay five-cents a day
Bat stopped his grog forever.
The boatswain't mate pipes : hands splice the
main brace")
All hands to splice the main brace call,
But splice it now in sorrow.
For the spirit-room key will be laid away
Forever, on to-morrow.
uaboto the list.
?Is feere any news of the war!" she said.
"Only a list of the wounded and dead,"
Was the man's reply,
Without lifting his eye
To (he face of the woman standing by.
** Tit the very thing that I want," she said:
1 ** Bead me a list of the wounded and dead."
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fie read her the fiiW'twas a sad array
Of the wennded and killed in the fatal fray;
la the very midst was a pause to tell
That this youth, who had fought so well
That his comrades asked, " Who is he pray!"
** The only son of the widow Gray,"
Was the proud reply
Of his Captain nigh,
Whjtails the woman standing near I
Her thee has the asbeu hue of fear! ^
" WeB, well, read on; is he wounded t quick i
0 God J but my heart is sorrow sick!"
f* Is he wonmded ? no! he fell, they say.
Killed ootri^ht on that fatal dayi '*
But see ! the woman h is swooned away I
Sadly she opened her eyes to the light;
Slowly recalled the event of the fight;
^ Faintly she mannjred, " Killed outright t
It has caused the life, of my only son; ~ '
But the battle is fought and and the victory's won;
The will ofthe Lord, let It be done-T"
God pity the cheerless widow Gray,
: And send from halls of eternal day, .< {
The light of His peace to Illume her way!
The Post Bakery.
Standing opposite* the Ordnance Yard is a long,
low shed, glaring with whitewash, and grotesque
in aspect;?Its steep, disproporifcnate roof making
it by all odds the unshspHest of the many unshapely
buildings which compose the mushroom
' town of Hilton Head, and fuggesting at a glance
. th<> nnmmnn nr?> nf'a.verBfcriLll man hidden
by a very Urge bat. But qjuts ojfhe sweetest ker|
nel have Hot always the sn)oothe^Bens,4and we
I have the'authority of Holy that
; the joyous bees chose t^^loom^^Haafl^^liou
as a depository for their honey ; tl^Kfo^^B^dy
| need be surprised at our statemen^H flj^K J
! 8quat,rudeshed--^rchitecture-igiJ^K^^HpL
I though U be there emanates an$jfflHBraces
; much to soften thewiperities of a lot?BKe wilderness,
and fink us to CivilUation.
This queer, misshapen &6d is th^^r B4k^.
Without it and the conveniences-wlurti^^^ifi
(oh! horrible thought!) wf should
"hardtack" instead of luxuriating mKeW^
lent kind of bread which we now^rotaii^^fcj
have ofteiwit midnight passed by the Bakery,
catching glimpses beyond its doors of a score ol
busy men,?in tucked-np sleeves and paper caps,
of visage chalky and wearing garments yellowishwhite,
like those of an artist in plaster,?flitting
about as ghosts mig^t among th* graves, -end w?
dared not enter. That a baker could be found, in
working hours, sociable enough and willing to instruct
humble seekers after knowledge like ourselves
into the mysteries of his croft, we believed
to be just as much an impossibility as it would be
to find a sociable boiler-maker or a sociable lighthouse-keeper.
We classed the three avocations
in the catalogue of morose pursuits, and looked
upon the creatures who followed them much as we
do upon an undertaker?useful, but to be pitied. As
far as the bakers are concerned we must correct
our opinion. They are a jolly, yeast-drinkink
set of fellows, with hearts as light as theii
"sponge," and as warm as their ovens. All this
j and more we learned last Monday morning, while
taking our constitutional daily tramp for tbe benefit
of our health and for thepioflt of our readers.
We sauntered towards the Bakery. Its doors, as
usual, were open wide, and seemed to say "come
in and welcome!" The half-closed window-shutters
gave us an hospitable wink, and hesitatingly
we passed the whitened portals. A large brown
pile of smoking bread, packed endwise in a corner;
wafted a mater-f.imilias influence throngh the
place and we immediately felt at home. A minute
afterwards we were drinking yeast and rising
,n the head-baker's confidence. He showed us
over the eatahli-hment. eznlalned all things to us
with exemplary patience, bade us drink more
yeast, dipped out of a barrel with a bright tin-cup,
and when our visit ended we were wiser by a
whole "batch" than before.
To Capt. M. R. Morgan, Chief Commissary ol
the Department, we are all indebted for the ad
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vantages wuicu ui? diwerj cuimoth?ai ichm iui
possessing them as early as we did after the occu
pation of the Post. His foresight and care
prompted him to purchase the bricks required foi
the construction of ovens which should bake good
bread for at least 20,000 men, and this material
was brought down with the original expedition.
Owing to the difficulty of discharging the cargoes
of the transports before the long pier was completed,
there was delay in getting the bricks ashore,
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and the bakery was not ready tor work until January.
All remember with satisfaction the pleasant
change from dry "hard tack" to soft and wholesome
bread.
The Post Bakery is an army institution to which
thj Commtauriat Department gives only a semiofficial
^tfdpweitorft; but certain rules are preaHKtedffPr
it* fWragement. The flour is not isthe
fltmmissury directly to the bakers,
through the various regiments,
a^yor every polukl of dour "turned in" ft pound
^Hread goes oh?,jAs a pound of flour is not used
weighty of bread, there is a
gA|riMnmfflationthe flour "turned in,"
*^Bffs pHfedto the. credit of tlje Post. From
! AKmrptfiBnftds and others afe supplied, at
y fupd is^ffced called the
0j^pU^." if-nJti this fund hops are purchased
and all ity^xjpenms of the bakery met, when the
| iv|dttie^Hlevdted according to the pleasure of
^rc"Po^PouncibQ? Administration," generally
i t^^^^Bshmerft of a library, to the education
(^ A^dren, or to some equally useful
p^Be. ^Some fded of the magnitude of the busi!
ness done by this bakery may be gained from the
fact that the fund had increased to the handsome
sum of about $5,500 up to the end of July when
. Capt. Win. P. Martin resigned the office of Post
\ Treasurer to Lieut. Fred. A.-S?wf?y*b* pr<wont . v
incumbent.
We had intended to give a description of bread
making, as we witnessed the process, but our ar1
tide already exceeds the limits we had designed,
i Sufficient tc say that there are seven ovens, each
capable of baking 180 loaves at once, and the time
t consumed in making a "batch," varying of course
[ according to the temperature of the atmosphere,
I is 64 hours. On the average 4} pails of water and
yeast are required in mixing a barrel of flour to
. the proper consistency or stiffness. The work is
. all done by soldiers detailed for the purpose, who
are divided into tliree reliefs and each relief pro1
duces three "batches" during the twenty-four
1 hours. Scrupulous cleanliness is everywhere apparent
about the premises, and in eating the bread
there need be no apprehension that the dough was
I L-nparlpH with dirtv feet. Hands do all the work.
( Sergt. F. A. Wilcox son has charge of the establishment
and in Corporal Adam Young he finds
an able assistant. That their bread is palatable we
i all can testify.
The Postage Stamp Currency.?The new pos
tal currency is issued in sheets of twenty for the
fives and tens, and sixteen for the twenty-fives
> and fifties, perforated, like postage stamps, so as to
i be easily separated. All are formed of five and
i ten cent stamps, the fives and tens each consisting
of a simple stamp with a large circle on each side
1 containing the Roman numerals Y or X, in geem>
etrical lathework. Hie twenty-fives and fifties ore
i made by overlapping five or ten-cent stamps.
Tha crrmiml work: of the fives and tvrentv-Aves is
yellow, to prevent photographing. The green. of
the tens and fifties is not readily susceptible of
photographing. Of the daily issue, 20,000 hills
, will be fives, 20,000 teru, 32,000 twenty-lives, and
32,000 fillies.
Short but Expressive Dialog**.?"John^.
where is your master to-day ?'' "Oh, he's ofi^. ssb^
i recruiting." Recruiting, is he? That's gooil?
t where's he recruiting?" "Up in the White
Mountains, sir, recruiting his healths "-Ah!
sick, is he ? What's the matter?" ''He te*k c?W
1 on account of thedruft." "Thatched; them be
wont go to war ?" "Oh no, sir, he's too 'WTidh
awake.'"