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grapes and mistletoe that climb upon the trees, and droop from overhanging boughs, bend down and kiss her lonely grave! Bay, myrtle, and magnolia, distil your fragrance around the tomb; in life her gentle virtues breathed a like perfume! Dear girl, I would that I had power to hand thy name down to all coming time!"—Ñ. Y. Tribune, April 16.

SONG OF THE SECESSION WARRIOR.

SLIGHTLY ALTERED FROM THE CHOCTAW.

I made a spur of a Yankee's jaw,
And in New-Orleans I shot his squaw-
Shot his child like a yelping cur,
He had no time to fondle on her,

Hoo hoo! hoo! for the rifled graves!
Wah wah wah! for the blasted slaves!

I scraped his skull all naked and bare,
And here's his scalp with a tuft of hair!
His heart is in the buzzard's maw,
His bloody bones the wolf doth gnaw.

Hoo hoo! hoo! for the Yankee graves!
Wah! wah! wah! for the blasted slaves!

With percussion-caps we filled each gun,
And put torpedoes where he'd run;
And with poisoned bullets and poisoned rum
Helped him along to kingdom come.

Hoo hoo! hoo! for the Yankee graves!
Wah wah wah! for the blasted slaves!
— Knickerbocker.

THE DEATH OF GEN. A. S. JOHNSTON.-The Augusta Commonwealth says that the death-wound of Gen. Johnston was inflicted on the calf of his right leg, and was considered by him as only a flesh-wound. Soon after receiving it, he gave an order to Gov. Harris, who was acting as a volunteer aid to him, who, on his return to Gen. Johnston, in a different part of the field, found him exhausted from loss of blood, and reeling in his saddle. Riding up to him, Gov. Harris asked: "Are you hurt?" To which the now dying hero answered, "Yes, and I fear mortally;" and then, stretching out both arms toward his companion, fell from his horse, and soon after expired. No other wounds were discovered upon his person.

NASHVILLE, TENN., April.-A very entertaining dialogue occurred some days ago in the Governor's office, between Gov. Johnson and two rebel ladies of this city, who came to complain of the occupation of a residence belonging to the rebel husband of one of the ladies by a United States officer. The conversation was substantially as follows:

Lady.-I think it is too dreadful for a woman in my lonesome condition to have her property exposed to injury and destruction.

Gov.-Well, madam, I will inquire into the matter, and if any injustice has been done, will try to have it corrected. But your husband, you admit, has gone off with the rebels, and you abandoned your dwelling.

Lady. My husband went off South because it was to his interest to do so. You mustn't find fault with anybody for taking care of himself these times. You know, Governor, that all things are justifiable in war.

Gov.-Well, madam, it appears to me that this broad rule of yours will justify taking possession of your house. According to your maxim, I don't see any reason for helping you out of your difficulty. Lady.-Oh! but I didn't mean it that way. Gov.-No, madam, I suppose not. I will try to be

WASHINGTON, D. C., April 18.-One year ago, about seven o'clock in the evening, an extra train arrived at the Washington dépôt, containing the following military companies, being the first that had reached the Federal city, to protect it against the attack threatened by the secessionists after the fall of Fort Sumter : The Washington light artillery, of Pottsville, Penn-more generous to you than your own rule would make sylvania, one hundred and twenty-six men, commanded by Capt. McDonald.

The Ringgold flying artillery, of Reading, Pennsylvania, one hundred and five men, commanded by Capt. McKnight.

The Logan Guard, of Lewistown, Pennsylvania, eighty-six men, commanded by Capt. Selheimer.

The Allen infantry, of Allen, Pennsylvania, fifty men, commanded by Capt. Yeager.

Company F, Fourth artillery, Major Pemberton, sixty men, from Fort Ridgely, Minnesota.

me. I do not believe in your rule that "all things are justifiable in time of war." But that is just what you rebels insist upon. It is perfectly right and proper for you to violate the laws, to destroy this Government, but it is all wrong for us to execute the laws to maintain the Government."

The rebel ladies looked around in various directions, and seemed to think that they had opened a knotty argument on a dangerous subject, with a very hard adversary. Heaving a long sigh, they retired, to become, we earnestly hope, "wiser and better men.”

AN INCIDENT.-Among the excuses offered for exemptions, some are extremely ludicrous. In Smyth county, Va., we learn, one man, in enrolling himself, wrote opposite his name "one leg too short." The next man that came in, noticing the excuse, and deeming it pretty good, thought he would make his better, and wrote opposite his name, "both legs too short!" -Atlanta (Ga.) Intelligencer.

It will be observed that all these troops were Penn--Nashville Banner. sylvanians, with the exception of a single artillery company of regulars. They passed through Baltimore amid the insults and jeers of the secessionists, and being mostly unarmed, having come to Washington on a sudden call, were only saved from the mob by the fact that they passed through one of the side-streets to the dépôt. As it was, many of them were injured by stones and other missiles thrown into their ranks. They were wildly welcomed by the Government, and were visited by crowds in their comfortable quarters in the House of Representatives. The next day, the nineteenth, the Massachusetts troops were fired upon by the traitors in their passage through Baltimore. Ten of the number were killed and thirty-two wounded. The soldiers of the Republic came pouring in by thousands in the succeeding days, but it remains to the honor of Pennsylvania that her troops were the first contribution to the Union for the protection of its capital.-Philadelphia Press, April 19.

WIT WORTH PRESERVING.-The committee appointed to collect metal for cannon for Gen. Beauregard's army, applied to a planter of Adams County, Miss., for his bell. Not having such an article, he mentioned it to his wife, when she very patriotically offered her brass kettle. The little ones rather demurred to the sacrifice, and one of them, with a sweet-tooth, said: "La, pa, what will we do for preserves?" My

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daughter," said the wag of a father, "our whole duty now is to preserve our country." The kettle was sent. -Richmond Examiner.

EFFECTS OF THE DRAFT IN RICHMOND.-The Dispatch of April fourteenth says: During our peregrinations yesterday, on Broad and Main streets, we noticed that several of the stores were closed, and the following card posted on the doors: "Gone with the militia will return when the war is at an end. By order of John Letcher." The suspensions appeared to be general among the druggists, as we noticed but one opened for business.

Yorktown, is derived from a balloon reconnoissance. On the contrary, the enemy have full information long beforehand of our intended operations; therefore, there must be traitors somewhere in the War Departclear that, with all our money, we have had no good ment or its bureaus, or in the army staff. It is pretty system of espionage.-Philadelphia Press, April 12.

HOW TROOPS ARE RAISED IN THE SOUTH.-The County Judge has appointed an agent for each ward in the city and each district in the county, to ascertain the names of every able-bodied white male citizen between the ages of eighteen and fifty-five years, resident therein, for militia purposes. These agents are not at liberty to refuse their appointments, but are required by "SUBSTITUTES.' -A correspondent of the New-Or-law to discharge their duties immediately, under penleans Crescent, at Richmond, writes as follows: "Our chief article of commerce, nowadays, is a commodity known in the market as 'substitutes.' The article has risen from one hundred dollars to two hundred dollars, again to five hundred dollars, and from that to one thousand dollars and one thousand five hundred dollars. The cheapest kind now offering commands five hundred dollars readily. A wretch, named Hill, has been making enormous sums, as much as three thousand dollars to five thousand dollars a day, by plundering substitutes, some of whom are the very scum of the earth."-Boston Transcript, April 10.

A CONTRA-BAND-DITTY.

alty of a fine of five hundred dollars and one year's imprisonment. We learn that they commence their duties in this city this morning, and they desire especially to request keepers of boarding-houses at once to prepare lists of the names and ages of their inmates, to be in readiness when called for.-Memphis Appeal, March 29.

CHATTANOOGA, April 3.-A distinguished Missourian, just from Middle Tennessee, brings important intelligence. He reports that a Kentucky regiment rebelled near Nashville, a few days since, on account of Lincoln's recent message. Two Indiana regiments were drawn out to suppress them. The Kentuckians ordered them to halt at a distance of sixty yards. The

Dar's a mighty famous Hunter in de 'partment of de Indianians refused, when the Kentuckians fired upon Souf

And he gubberns all ob Dixie, as you know,
And he talks to de darkies by de words of his mouf-
Sayin': Niggers, you's at liberty to go!
You may lay down de shobel and de hoe-o-o!
You may dance wid de fiddle an' de bow;
Dar is no more cotton for de contraband to pick,
Dar is no more cotton for to mow!

CHORUS-Den lay down, etc.

them, killing and wounding four hundred. The remainder ran.

They buried, he says, two hundred and eighty who died in six days, last week, near Columbia, from small pox. He reports the Federal army rapidly becoming demoralized on account of the constant killing of their pickets, and the approach of summer. eliable.-Knoxville (Tenn.) Register, April 4.

This is

OHIO TO GEN. SHIELDS.-The following compliment

Bress de Lord and Massa Hunter-we is berry glad to ary resolutions have been received by Gen. Shields

hear

Dat he's gwine for to treat de darkies so;

While dar's yams in de barn, or dar's corn in de ear,
We'll nebber tote de shobel or de hoe!
We'll trow down de shobel an' de hoe-0-0-
And we'll dance wid de fiddle an' de bow;
Dar is no more cotton for de contraband to pick,
An' dar's no more rice for to mow!

CHORUS.-Den lay down, etc.
-N. Y. Sunday Times.

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Resolved, by the Senate and House of Representatives of Ohio, That a vote of thanks be and is hereby tendered to Brig.-Gen. Shields, and the brave officers and men under his command, for their gallant conduct in the recent victory at Winchester, Va.

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Resolved, That the Governor be and he is hereby requested to transmit a copy of the foregoing resolutions to Gen. Shields, to be read to his command."—N. Y. Herald, April 23.

COL. BLANTON, of Kentucky, now in Virginia, offers A SOUTHERN "HINT."-We have a pretty strong to subscribe two thousand dollars toward building an hint that pilots acquainted with the various harbors iron-clad gunboat at Richmond for the defence of that along the Northern seaboards will speedily be in great city. He truthfully says: "There are hundreds of men demand, and that their services will be handsomely in our community who can give from five hundred to remunerated. It is unnecessary for us, of course, to five thousand dollars each and not miss it." It is sup- say more than this, as those interested will easily find posed that the boat shall cost seven hundred thou-out where to apply for further information. As the sand dollars. The sum of two hundred thousand dol-weather is getting warm, possibly some of our Southlars has been already conditionally pledged.—Memphis ern friends intend to get up a few pic-nic excursions Appeal, March 30. to a little cooler climate, and it may be that they need the services of the above pilots.-Norfolk Day-Book, April 4.

WASHINGTON, April 12.—Our Navy Department has no reliable facts about rebel works on the Mississippi, except as we get at them," and it seems that the best knowledge we have of their disposition about

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RICHMOND, April 19.-A son of Mr. John M. Francisco, Commissioner of the Revenue for Jefferson

ward, named Edward, while playing yesterday, about eleven o'clock, between a pile of lumber and the edge of the dock, in the rear of the confederate States military prison, on Twentieth street, accidentally lost his footing and fell into the water. His companions were too small to render assistance, and those present who were capable, were too selfish to expose their lives in an endeavor to get him out, and he finally sank to the bottom, not, however, before one of the Yankee prisoners had earnestly solicited permission to rescue the drowning lad, and been refused the privilege by the party in charge of his person at the moment. If we knew the name of this Yankee we would give it, that he might at least receive the thanks due to all who mean well. The father of the little boy learned of the disaster after it had occurred some time, and was nearly overwhelmed with grief at the loss of his son.— Richmond Dispatch, April 19.

A PATRIOTIC GIRL.-The Muncie (Ind.) Press, says: "At a meeting in this county, held for the purpose of getting volunteers, a young lady went to her betrothed, took him by the hand, and led him up to the stand where the recruiting officers were taking the names of those who desired to enlist in the service of their country, and then, without seeming in the least abashed in the presence of the large assemblage, kissed him, and laid his hand on the roll for him to sign his name."

REBELLION FINANCED DOWN.

Poor Beauregard for three months' soldiers prays,
For which he bounty promises and thanks,
But Louisiana drafts at ninety days

Can't meet the checks on Mississippi banks.

A MARYLAND TRAITOR.-Shortly after the battle at Front Royal, Va., during the excitement consequent upon the exultation of the rebels, the office of the Hagerstown (Md.) Mail was destroyed by the mob. The following letter was found at the residence of a Dr. Funston, some five miles beyond Winchester, who was an aid to Gen. Harper at the time Harper was the Commandant at the Ferry, written by the editor and proprietor of that paper:

HAGERSTOWN, April 81, 1861.

DR. FUNSTON: Dear Sir: I have dropped Gen. Harper a map of our country. The map of Franklin County I will forward him, or all the information he may desire thereto in a day or two.

THE BATTLE OF COOSAW.

Come listen, soldiers, bold and brave,
Who defy all danger, death and the grave,
You who are fighting for honor and glory,
Come listen to a plain-told story.

It was not long since, you all must know,
When rebellion threatened our Union to overthrow,
We left our homes like freemen brave and true,
To fight for our flag, the Red, White and Blue.
Then down in Dixie we had to go,
And suffer with pain, and sickness, and woe;
On Port Royal Isle we made a firm stand,
With General Stevens at the head of our band.

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But the cowards dare not meet us out on the open plain;

And

General Stevens caused his bomb-shells down on them to rain,

drove them from their cover long before the night had come,

"The Union Shriekers," or Black Republicans here are gaining on the fears of the people. Many good So Southern Rights men are now wavering, owing to these excited apprehensions, and our cause is daily losing strength. I still hope the lower portion of the State will remain firm, and in the end we will escape from But two of our brave freemen ne'er again heard tap the chains that bind us to Black Republicanism. Surely Maryland was bound hand and foot.

of drum.

You will do me a great kindness, and one that I And the enemy suffered sorely for the mischief they will not be likely to forget soon, if you interest yourhad done,

self with Gen. Harper in procuring me a good And many of the rebels ne'er again saw set of sun. weapon of defence. Only yesterday I was threatened All honor to the patriots brave, who gave their lives with a mob, who said they would compel me to bring out the "Stars and Stripes."

Very truly yours,

DANIEL DECKERT.

away,

By charging with the gallant Eighth upon that dread

ful day.

THE SOLDIER'S MOTHER.

BY F. H. G.

There comes new light to her dimming eye,
As she opens the fatal scroll
With a dying hope, whose wondrous charm
Holds her back from her nearing goal.

No tear for her darling, who, fresh from her arm
For his country his life-blood hath shed;
But her thin lips part as the broken heart
Takes in the record-" Dead !"

Old friends and true bend kindly down,
And are murmuring soft and low;
But her dying glance is upon the line
That is sealing a mother's woe.

And the whisper seems like the voice of dreams
When night's first gloom is gone:

"Fighting he fell, with his face to the foe, Cheering his comrades on."

The paper falls from a lifeless hand,

As she goes to her hero's side;

But a smile is stamped on the rigid lip,

In the life of a mother's pride;

For there steals on the air, like a battle-prayer, To bless her soul's new dawn:

"Fighting he fell, with his face to the foe, Cheering his comrades on."

-St. Louis Democrat.

THE MEN OF THE WEST.

BY RICHARD COE.

Men of the West, with stalwart arms, And souls to nature true,

Have won the victories of the day,

That ring the wide world through; That on the page of history,

In deeds of valor done,
Will e'en outvie the daring high
Of honored Wellington.

Fort Donelson was nobly earned,

Pea Ridge was won full well;

Of Pittsburgh Landing time would fail
The glorious things to tell.
These are the battles, not of boys,
But men of iron will,

Who swore to die or plant on high
The Union banner still.

And then the men who led them on
To triumph in these days,
For them, a people's gratitude,
A nation's loudest praise!
Halleck and Buell, Grant and Smith,
Curtis and Sigel, all

Whose battle-cry is, "Do or die !"
Before your feet we fall!

And oh the One who spared their lives
Amid the leaden hail,

If we forget to honor him,

We in our duty fail.

'Twas his right arm that led them on Through carnage and through death, His sleepless eye that, from on high, Beheld their fainting breath.

"Up! up and at them once again,

Ye sturdy men and bold: They have profaned my Sabbath-day, That I ordained of old."

'Twas as a voice from heaven that spoke,
Ere yet the fight was done;
Each kindling eye was raised on high,
And lo! the field was won.

Ye glorious peerage of the earth,
Ye greater far than kings,
We crown you victors, one and all,
With gladdest carolings.

Break forth, ye prairies, into song,
Until each mount and glen

'Neath God's blue sky send back the cry Of nature's noblemen.

HOW THE CUMBERLAND WENT DOWN.

BY W. M.

Grey swept the angry waves

O'er the gallant and the true,
Rolled high in mounded graves

O'er that stately frigate's crew-
Over cannon, over deck,
Over all that ghastly wreck-

When the Cumberland went down.

Such a roar the waters rent,
As though a giant died,
When the wailing billows went

Above those heroes tried;
And the sheeted foam leaped high,
Like white ghosts against the sky,

As the Cumberland went down.

O shrieking waves that gushed
Above that loyal band!
Your cold, cold burial rushed

O'er many a heart on land;
And, from all the startled North,
A cry of pain went forth,

As the Cumberland went down. And ancient woods, that gave A thousand years of power To her lordship of the wave,

And her beauty's regal dower, Bent, as though before a blast, When plunged her pennoned mast,

And the Cumberland went down.

And grimy mines that sent

To her their virgin strength, And iron vigor lent

To knit her lordly length, Wildly stirred with throbs of life, Echoes of that fatal strife,

As the Cumberland went down.

Beneath the ocean vast,
Full many a captain bold,
By many a rolling mast

And admiral of old,
Rolled restless in his grave,
As he felt the sobbing wave,

When the Cumberland went down.

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My sister Blanche, her child, and I, were on the lawn that morning.

"Oh! could a wife's strong love," she sighed, "ward off a soldier's fate!"

Her voice a little trembled then, as if through some forewarning;

When up the lane a soldier rode, and halted at the gate.

"Which house is Malcolm Blake's?" he cried: letter for his sister!"

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The battle was fought on the twenty-fourth and twenty-fifth of April. The squadron was signalized to get under way at halfpast two o'clock on the morning of the twenty-fourth, and at twenty-five minutes of four, Fort Jackson opened a raking fire upon us. We soon passed within the range of Fort St. Philip, and the scene was now truly grand and terrific, as broadside a after broadside flashed both from the forts and the fleet, illumi nating the sky with one continuous blaze of light. After passing the forts we fell among the enemy's gunboats, many of which we sunk and destroyed; and, continuing our way up the river we shelled out the rebel batteries on either hand, after a short contest, arriving at the city of New-Orleans at noon the next day. Hear the deep-mouthed mortars' cry, See their flaming monsters fly, Blazing through the tranquil sky, To do the work of death.

Blanche, murmuring as I took it, asked-"And none for me, his wife?"

The stranger fondled Madge's curls, and, stooping over, kissed her:

"Your father was my captain, child!-I loved him as my life."

Then suddenly he galloped off, without a word more

spoken.

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Crushing through the fortress' wall,
Dealing wounds and death to all;
Like an avalanche they fall

Amid the rebel camp.

Treason shrieks its dying yell,
Loud the awful echoes swell,
Solemn as a fun'ral knell,

Along the river's shore.
Gallant Porter's work is done,
Farragut's is now begun :
Lo his noble vessels run

To face the deadly guns!

Through the serried lines they go,
Face to face they brave the foe,
While their booming broadsides glow
Upon the river's tide.

Dark and dreary was the night,
Fierce and bloody was the fight;
Naught but fires of death to light
The path of victory!

Now the rebel fleet appear,
Bristling fiercely in the rear;
But 'tis vain -our bold career
No power now can stay.

Up the Mississippi's tide
Bravely still our vessels glide,
Starry banners spreading wide

From every topmast head..

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