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b. F. ESCRIXIN.
SI SO
In a handsome saloon in the Itue de Saint
Peres, one day last spring, were assembled
a fine looking old gentleman, a lady of fifty,
a man of from thirty-five to forty, and a
young woman reclining on a couch, evident
ly in delicate health. These four persons
were, Monsieur de Maubert, a half-pay colo
nel and bachelor, Madame de Lacy, the
youngwoman's mother, and Monsieur d'Her
cibly, husband of the young lady.
A fifth person was announced, and Colo
nel de Fresnes, a handsome man, still young,
entered, and was received with friendly fa
miliarity.
"Colonel," said the delicate lady, "you
could not have arrived more apropos. We
arc endeavoring to arrange a difficult ques
tion, on which opinions are divided, and we
want your arbitration. It is about the choice
of a name for my new born babe; my moth
er and I wish to have him christened 'Paul,'
after his father. Monsieur Maubert and my
husband oppose that wish by a crowd of
specious reasonings, a wish which they say
is only founded on an old custom or a mo
tive of sentiment which does not recompense
for the embarrassments which may arise
out of a similitude of names. What do you
think of it or advise?"
Ell
"I think, madame, that these gentlemen
are quite correct in their views, and that
sometimes it is most unfortunate to have a
namesake',"
"In proof of which," replied Monsieur de
Maubert, "if that unfortunate Do Ser
rieres had not had one, he would have avoid
ed the annoyance which betel him when he
left Baden in a hurry, to take possession of
his title, when an article in the lloniteur an
nounced the elevation to the peerage for the
Baron Louis do Serrieres, who was another
person though be bore his name and title,
and probably my friend had the right to
precedence, but last it owing to a namesake."
"That," replied Madame d'llereibly, "is
not quite applicable to the case in question;
finding a namesake in a stranger might
have unpleasant results, which could not
happen between father and son."
"Pardon me, madam," replied Monsieur
de Fresnes, "and whilst apologizing for my
egotism, I will, at the same time, quote my
own example."
"Yours! Ah! let us hear it, Colonel."
"In 183 G, my regiment was in garrison
at Nismes. Haring only left the millitary
school of St. Cyr three years before, I was
but an ensign. When I arrived, I was bil
lotted with a rich proprietor of the name of
Monsieur de Mont, who received me more
like an old acquaintance than a stranger;
ho was kind enough to invite me to prolong
my stay in his house until I could procure
a house to suit me. For some days I took
advantage of this offer, which brought me
into communication with his family, which
was composed of his mother-in-law and four
children, the eldest of whom was much
older than the others, being nearly twenty
years of age. Mademoiselle Cecile was one
of those persons who please so much, and I
felt myself attracted towards her from the
first; the gentleness and amiabilty of her
temper, and a crowd of good quahtics, which
I remarked in her in the course of daily ac
quaintance, attached the to her, not by a
violent affection, hut by a tender and kindly
sentiment far more pleasing and lasting,
and every day she appeared inure agreeable
to me; every day confirmed me in the idea
that, if I married, it would be only with her.
A year, a happy year, passed away in calm
and serene happiness, which makes plea
sant enjoyment obliterate thought of the
future. 11..viug received my promotion to
the rank of lieutenant, with an order to ac
company my regiment to Africa, I resolved
betere le.iving to tell Cecile that I loved her,
and Ll:se .ver the feuliiigs of her family, its
well .is her 00.h,a1)..et the union, whielt was
iii•L•de.iinibie to the happiness of my life.
Cee.le s answer was dim, if her parents eun-
s eated site WILS Willing; her father replied:
"'That he saw nothing to prevent this
m.tmage a little later: go and gain laurels,'
ho sail; 'you arc now very young and my
dliugitter lavt time to Wait; when you aro a
captain we will talk about it.'
•D•
“I left without being able to obtain any
thing more positive, During two years' ab
sence I only received the replies from Ce
cile's father to letters I addressed to him,
they were friendly, but he in no wise en
gaged his word, which made me doubly
anxious for my advancement, as I loved her
daily more and more, and longed for the
moment when I should have the right to
claim her. An expedition, at last, in -which
I was engaged, and wherein I was fortunate
enough to distinguish myself, obtained for
me the rank of captain, and a serious
wound. In the midst of my sufferings I
rocked myself to repose with the happy
thoughts that as soon as I was better I would
write to Monsieur Mont. Without doubt
Cecile had seen an account in the papers of
the affair in which I bad been engaged, and
she would be uneasy. I was most anxious
to re•asture her I lived, and only for herself.
These painful ideas occupied me during my
return to Algiers, where I found a letter
from my father; of which nearly the follow
ing was a copy:
"'I am uneasy, my dear Eustacc, about
your wound, and proud of the noble conduct
which has made yon my equal in military
rank. Good blood never lies, and I felt
gantiillls.
The Nun Wife
"NO ENTERTATNMENT IS SO CHEAP AS READING, NOR ANY PLEASURE SO LASTING."
COLUMBIA, PENNSYLVANIA, SATURDAY MORNING, JUNE 22, 1861.
convinced, when starting you in this career
that you would make your way honorably
to the end; for, if I have stopped on the way
it has been because the opportunity for do
ing otherwise was wanting. We do not rise
in rank by going through one's exercise on
parade, or in touching recruits their goose
steps in garrison, where I alone have been.
But what could I do? That is not my great
est care. If I had only myself I should be
but little troubled. But r ens a father, and
my unlucky star has written it, that in los
ing a gentle and good companion, I should
remain alone with the responsibility which
that name brings. If I had only you with
me, my son, I should not b 3 so much embar
rassed. lam proud of acknowledging this:
but it is not so as regards your sister, good
and aimiable os she is. At her age now I
am incompetent to be hor sole mentor; there
fore, after having balanced all things; I
thought it my duty to decide upon remarry
ing. Circumstances too long to detail hero
have brought me into connection with the
family of Mademoiselle Cecile de Mont, of
Nismes, now residing in Paris. I have met
with all the qualities I could desire in this
lady, and have been accepted. When you
receive this letter we most probably shall
be married; the wedding day, which for a
double motive will be without pomp, is fixed
for the sixteenth of this month.'
"And we were then in the earlier days of
the followingmenth. I could read no more.
I felt as if a cold dagger had pierced my
heart. A film covered my sight, and I
fainted, weakened by my illness, and this
fearful blow, with the crushed letter in my
hand? In vain I said to myself that Cecile
had. betrayed me, and was unworthy my re
gret. The idea that she was my step-moth
er made me frantic. Another should have
answered to my misery—but my father—l
was powerless there; but I swore never to
seee his face again. These torments pro
longed my illness. It was thought only a
return to France would effect a cure.
DEMI
"The voyage was most painful to rue, and
I arrived there ill, worse than when I left;
and in Tossing through Nimes, which
I was desirous of seeing once more, I was
obliged to stop, for fatigue and agitation
had re-opened my wound.
"I thought of returning to my old lodg
ing: it seemed to me that I should die there
where I had lived and hoped for so much
happiness—now lost forever—but it was
nut vacant. Not finding the necessary at
tentions among strangers, I made them take
me to the hospital.
"I had been there several weeks. When
I began to get about, this second state of
convalescence was quite as painful as the
first, for the place revived all my regrets.—
Cecile, Cecile—forgetful and inconstant—
was continually before my eyes; only rea
soning with myself could convince me that
I was dreaming. One day, however,
even this was powerless to persuade me.
"The chambers assigned to the officers
opened on a. long gallery, where the Sisters
of mercy passed to attend in the hospital;
seated in my arm chair near the door, I fan
cied I saw a person among thorn who per
fectly resembled her, and, despite the ab
surdity of such a supposition, I felt certain
that it was she.
"The hospital attendant, of whom I asked
the name of this sister, told me that he did
not know her, that she had recently arrived
and was not yet received into the noviciate.
"The next day I did not see her.
"The following one, after endeavoring to
walk in my room, I dragged myself into the
gallery, so 1 might meet the Sisters when
they appeared. The bell rang, and they ar
rived; I saw them at a distance, and from
afar ofr; amongst them, the person I wished
to see; my first movement was to close my
eyes that I might not lose the fancy which
had seized upon me. The second was to ad
vance. It was the image of har—her style,
her features, but faded, as much by suffer
ing—it certainly was herself!
"She walked with her eyes fixed upon the
ground, and scarcely raised them as I
passed; nevertheless, she recognized me;
and starting with surprise, a cry almost es
caped her lips. No one noticed her, and
she followed the others without once turn
ing around.
"I entered my room mad with delight.—
'Twas she; there could be no doubt of it.—
I had been suffering tortures from sonic
mistake, for my step-mother could not be
there.
"A letter which I bad received from my
father since my return to France was filled
with praises of his Cecile, to whom he owed,
he said, perfect felicity.
"It could not, then, be my Cecile, my be
loved, whom he had married, and I was re
solved to speak to her and discover the truth.
"My agitation gave me strength to do so.
"The parlor of the convent was not far
off. I wont there and requested the sister
at the gate to inform Mademoisselle de Mont
that Captain de Fresnes wished to speak to
her.
"According to the conventional rules I
was kept a long time waiting, and this gave
me time to become more calm. At last I
heard the sound of the elderly sister's foot
steps on the coridor. The door opened, - and
Cecile entered after her, and stood erect be
hind the bars which separated us.
'She was pale and agitated; nevertheless,
it was easy to see that she was trying to
compose herself, and seemed cold and calm-
"'Monsieur,' she said `I was ignorant
that you were here; had I known it, I could
hare offered you my attendance, authorized
as I now ant in doing so by the family ties
which unite us.'
" "Tis then true,' I cried, "tis then true,
T'is not a mistake. Pardon me, madame.
pardon me! For an instant, I believed in a
mastake which I could not understand, as I
cannot understand how you are now in this
house—how you have left—'
"'I am not accountable to any one, Mon
sieur,' she replied, for my actions; 'the ties
of which I just now spoke, do not give you
the right to question my motives for quit
ting the world!'
"'Pardon me, madame, I do not interro
gate you; I am only astonished that so sa
cred an engagement should not have retain
ed you near your—'
"'ln my turn, Monsieur, permit me to say
I don't know what you allude to. I vow
myself to the large family of suffering hu
manity. This is a holy engagement, Mon
sieur, and a sacred one, in fact, to which I
shall be faithful; but if fur this I quit my
family, your title of uncle does not the less
grant you a double right to my care, and I
will give you the attention of a niece, of a
zealous and attentive sister, if you desire itl'
"'A niece, a sister!' I cried, almost me
chanically, pressing my head in both hands;
'it is enough to drive me mad. For pity's
sake, Cecile, do not mock me, for see, I suf
fer—that lam suffering tortures! I have
never forgotten you! I am free, quite free,
if it be not of my love for you. How can I
be your uncle! Ido not desire the title,
nor that of your brother, and still less will
be your son?'
"'Be calm, I beseech you!' she said;
see that you are suffering horribly. But two
words can explain all. You have not, then,
married mY aunt, Cecile de Mont, who, three
years since, was united in Paris to Captain
Gustave de Fresnes?'
"'Tis my father,' I exclaimed, transport
ed with joy. 'Then, 'tis not you who are
his wifel Oh, Cecile, pardon me; I believed
it, and was tempted to curse you for what
I looked upon as a double odious treason.'
"I have nothing to forgive,' she said,
'Have I not myself fallen into a similar er
ror, from which, like you, I have soared
keenly?"
"'Oh, Cecile! my Cecile! my beloved! we
can be happy yet together. The future is
for us, that future which terrified me so
much. Oh, now it seems far too short—love
should be eternal.'
"'Meanwhile,' she asked, 'would you not
like ma to explain the particulars of this al
most fatal mistake.'
"'lt is scarcely necessary now that it ex
ists no longer, to separate us; but speak on,
I will listen to you.'
"'She then informed me that her father
had a sister, by whom she had been held at
I the baptismal font, and whose nit= she had
received; that the will of a relative of Mon
sieur de Mont, in favor of his aunt, had
caused a rupture between them, and she bad
gone to reside with her maternal relatives,
and all correspondence and communication
between them bad ceased till the moment of
her marriage, when a cold letter, devoid of
any particulars, informed him that she was
to marry Captain de Fresues. 'We had seen,
sometimes previously, your nomination to
' that rank,' continued Cecile 'and we never
I imagined that there could be any error. So
deceiving a coincidence is more extraordi
nary than the infidelity of a lover.'
"'The very day of this explanation which
had brought so complete a change in our
projects, I wrote to my father, and happi
ness is so excellent a doctor, that a month
afterwards, perfectly recovered, I married
Cecile do Mont, who wore her wreath of
orange flowers without any regret for her
nun's veil. This marriage produced the
union of the father with his sister, who
found herself called upon one day again to
be god-mother in her own family, but it was
unanimously decided that no similitude of
names should ever expose the children to
the painful trill through which their parents
had passed." -
The history of Colonel de Fresnes decided
the persons in consolation to seek for some
name which would not lend to hapless re
sults, and it was at last decided that the
boy should be called Aymor, as they know
no one of that name to recall to mind the
knights of the round table.
The Last Shilling
lle was evidently a foreigner, and poor.
As I sat at the opposite corner of the South
gate stage, I took a mental inventory of his
wardrobe. A military cloak much the worse
for wear—a blue coat, the worse for tear—
a napless hat—a shirt neither white nor
brown—a pair of mud-colored gloves, open
at each thumb—gray trousers too short fur
his legs, and brown boots too long for his
feet.
From somo words ho dropped I found that
he had come direct from Paris to undertake
the duties of French teacher at an English
academy; and his companion, the English
classical usher, bad been sent to London to
meet and escort him to his suburban desti
nation.
Poor, devil, thougbt I, thou art going into
a bitter, bad line of business, and the ltod
redth share which I bad taken in the boyish
persecutions of my own French master—an
emigre of the old noblesse—smote violently
on my conscience. At Edmonton the coach
stopped. The coachman alighted, pulled
the boll of a mansion inscribed in large let-
ters, Vospasian House, and deposited the
foreigner's trunks and boxes on the footpath.
The English classical usher stepped briskly
out and deposited a shilling in the coach
man's anticipatory hand. Monsieur follow
ed the example, and with some precipitation
prepared to enter the gate of the fore-garden,
but the driver stood in the way.
"I want another shilling said the coach
man."
"You agreed to take a shilling a bead,"
said the English master.
"You said you would take one shilling for
my bead," said the French master.
"It's for the luggage," said the coach
man.
The Frenchman seemed thunderstruck;
but there was no help for it. Ile palled out
a small weazel-bellied, brown silk purse,
but there was nothing in it save a medal of
Napoleon. Then he felt in his breast-pock
ets, then his side-pockets, and then his
waistcoat-pockets; but they were all empty,
excepting tt metal snuff-box, and that was
empty, too. Lastly, ho felt the pockets in
the flaps of his coat, taking out a meagre
would be white handkerchief, and shaking
it; but not a dump. I rather expect he an
ticipated the result, but he went through the
operations seriatim, with the true French
gravity. At last he turned to his compan
ion, with a "Mistare 13nrbiere, be as good
ns to lend me one shilling."
Mr. Barter, thus appealed to, went
through something of the same ceremony.—
Like a blue-bottle cleaning itself, he passed
his hands over his breast, round his hips,
and down the outside of his thighs, but the
sense of feeling could detect nothing like a
coin.
- "You agreed for a shilling, and you shall
have no mo-e," said the man with empty
pockets.
"No—no—no—you shall have no more,"
said tho moneyless Frenchman.
By this time the housemaid of Vespasian
Ilouse, tired of standing with the door in
her hand, had come down to the garden
gate, and, willing to make herself general
ly useful, laid her hand on one of the for
eigner's trunks.
"It shan't go till I'm paid my shilling,"
said the coachman, taking hold of the han
dle at the other end.
The good-natured housemaid instantly let
gp of trunk, and seemed suddenly to be bent
double by a violent cramp, or stitch, in her
right side, while her hand groped busily
under her gown. But it was in vain. There
was nothing in that pocket but some curl
papers and a brass thimble.
The stitch or cramp then seemed to attack
her other side; again she stooped and fum
bled, while hope and doubt struggled togeth
er on her rosy face. At last hope triumph
ed—from the extremest corner of the huge
dimity pouch she fished up a solitary coin,
and thrust it exultingly into the obdurate
palm.
"It won't do," said the coachman, cast
ing a `ovary eye on the metal, and holding
out for the inspection of the trio a silver
washed coronation medal, which had been
purchased of a Jew for two-pence the year
before.
The poor girl quietly set down the trunk
which sho had again taken up, and restored
the deceitful medal to her pocket.
In the meantime the arithmetical usher
had arrived at the gate in his way out, but
was stopped by the embargo on the luggage
"IVhat's the matter now?" asked the man
of figures.
"If you please, sir," said the housemaid,
dropping a low courtesy, "it's this impu
dent fellow of a coachman will stand here
for his rights."
"Ile wants a shilling more than his fare,"
said Mr. Barber.
"He does want snore than Lis fare shil
ling," reiterated the Frenchman.
"Coachman; what the devil are we wait
ing here for?" shouted a stentorian voice
from the rear of the stage.
"Bless me, John, are we to stay here all
day?" cried a voice from the stage's inte
rior.
"If you don't get up shortly I shall get
down," bellowed a voice from the box.
At this crisis the English usher drew his
fellow tutor aside, and whispered something
in his ear that made him go through the ofd
manual exercise. Ile slapped his panta
loons—flapped his coat-tails—and felt about
his bosom.
"I haven't got one," said he, and, with
a shako of the bead and a hurried bow, he
sett off at the pace of a two-penny postman.
"I ain't going to stand here all day," said
the coachman, getting out of all reasonable
patience.
"You are an infernal scoundrelly villain,"
said Mr. Barber, getting out of all classical
English.
"You are a—what Mr. Barbier says,"
said the foreigner.
"Thank God and his goodness." ejacula
ted the housemaid, "here comes the doctor."
And the portly figure of the pedagogue
himself came striding pompously down the
gravel walk. lle had two thick lips and a
double chin, which all began wagging to.
gether.
"Well, well; what's all this argumenta
aye elocution? I command taciturnity."
"I'm a shilling short," said the coach
man.
"Ile says ha has got one short shilling,"
said the foreigner.
"Poo—poo—poo,"l6d the thick lips and
double chin. "Pay the fellow his superflu
ous claim, and appeal to magisterial an
th °Tits."
$1,50 PER YEAR I N ADVACE; $2,00 IF NOT IN ADVANCE
"It's what wo mean to do, sir," said the
English usher; "but—" and he laid his lips
mysteriously to the doctor's ear. .
"A. pecuniary bagatelle," said the doctor.
"It's palpable extortion—but I'll disburse
it—and you have a legislatorial remedy for
his avaricious demands."
As the man of pomp said this he thrust
his forefinger into an empty waistcoat pock
et—then into its fellow—and then into every
pocket ho had—but without any other pro
duct than a bunch of keys, two ginger loz
enges, and the French mark.
"It's very peculiar," said the doctor; "I
had a prepossession of having currency to
that amount. The coachman must call to
morrow for it at Yespasian House—or stay,
I perceive my housekeeper. Mrs. Plummer!
pray just step hither and liquidate this little
commercial obligation."
"Now, whether Mrs. Plummer had or
had not a shilling, Mrs. Plummer only
knows; for she did not condescend-to make'
any search for it; and if she. had none, she
was right not to take the trouble. How
ever, she attempted to carry the point by a
coup de main. Snatching up one of the
boxes, she motioned the housemaid to do
the like, exclaiming in a shrill treble key:
"there's a pretty tvork,.indeed, about n
I paltry shilling! If it's worth having its
worth calling again for; and I suppose Ves
pasian House is not going to run away!"
"But may be I am," snid the inflexible
Icoachman," seizing a trunk with each hand.
"John, I insist on being let out!" scream
ed the lady in the coach.
"I shall be too late for dinner," roared
the thunderer in the dicky.
As for the passenger on the box, he bad
made off during the latter part of the alter
cation.
shall we do?" said the English
classical usher.
"Gbd and his goodness only knows!" said
the housemaid.
"I am a stranger in this country," said
the Frenchman.
"You must pay the money," said the
coalman.
"And here it is, you brute!" said Mrs.
Plummer, who had made a trip to the house
in the meantime; but whether she had coin
ed it, or raised it by a subscription among
the pupils, I know no more than the man
in the moon.
THE CHRONOLOGY OF SEcEssioN.—North
Carolina is the eleventh in chronological or
der of the rebellious States. The fdlowing
table shows the dates of the passage of
Ordinances of Secession:
1. South Carolina—December 20.
2. Mississippi—January 9.
3. Alabama—January 11.
4. Florida—January 11.
5. Georgia—January 19.
G. Louisiana—January 2G. .
7. Texas—February 1.
8. Virginia—April 17.
9. Arkansas—May G.
10. Tennessee—May G.
11. North Carolina—May 21.
Fight at Great Bethel
ACCOUNT BY A ZOUATE WHO WAB THLRE
Camp Hamilton, Headquarters 51.13 Reg't,
Duryco's Advance Guard, Juno 11, 1861
We again took up our line of march to our
original point of destination, and on the
way took occasion to increase the tempera
ture of the atmosphere (thermometer 00' in
the shade) by making bonfires of certain
houses and barns belonging to gentlemen
who have abused the kindness and lenity of
General Butler (whose heart is as big as his
body), and have allowed their premises to
be used for ambuscades and rallying points
for the rebels, while professing to be Union
men, and being protected both in person and
property by General Butler's orders.
We had to halt several times on our march
for the reserve to come up, and Col. Duryee's
mast frequent order was, "go slower, men,
go slower," till finally we arrived at a point
about a mile distant from the position of
the enemy, and halted. The first thing
heard along the line was "Company I, Cap
tain Bartlett, to the front," and away we
wont along the whole line at double. quick,
tired as we were, after an all night's duty,
and a march under a broiling sun of four
teen miles, and cheered by the men along
the whole lino.
When we arrived at the head of the regi
ment 60 were ordered to advance and join
Capt. Gilpatrick, Company 11, who was
still further in advance, and we did it.
Be is, to use a homely phrase, "012 C of
em." and as we came up his first salutation
was, "Bartlett, old fellow, there they are,
and now we have, a big thing," and there
they were, sure enough, and it was a big
thing, with some twenty holes in it, and one
of those things you can see on the top of the
fort at Governor's Island in each bole.
The two companies were then divided into
three sections, Capt. Bartlett taking com
mand of the centre, Lieut. Cambreling, of
Gilpatrick'a Company, taking command of
the tight section, and Lieut. York, of Bart
lett's Company, taking command of the lea,
and the order given to deploy "skirmishers."
These arrangements did not take a great
while, you may rest assured, and we bad
hardly got into place on the right and left,
before "bang," "bang." "bang," saluted
our ears, and the way the grape and canis
ter tore through and above and around ne
was considerably ahead of double quick
time, and wonderful to relate, although they
fired at point blank range, and apparently
right in our faces, not a man was killed.—
Gilpatriek jumped up on a fence, sung out
"Give them three good American cheers for
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that, men," and if you. had -heard ,it you
would have thought that order was obeyed,
for we did sing out. They fired four or five
rounds at us before we could get out of the
way, and then the centre and, right took po
sition in the wood, with a view of flanking
the enemy on the right, and ea .the left,
taking positions behind the fences, rising
ground and anything . that afforded the
slightest protection from the murderous fire
of the enemy. Awaited orders, which were
constantly after each discharge, "Skirmish
ers advance," and we did advance, some
times on hand knees and sometimes crawl
ing on our bellies, and sometimes where
neither would do, getting up and going
"double quick," till we could find some ob
stacle, however slight, to take advantage of.
The centre and right of thef skirmishers
kept moving on untilthey got to where they
supposed they were on the enemy's flank,
but very much to their surprise, for no. one
dreamed of the strength of the position, they
found that there was not only one entrench
ment, but another and a bigger ono in the
rear, and of course nothing to do but the
best they could under the circumstances, and
pop off just as many men as showed their
heads above the embankment. In the mean
time the left section of the skirmishers,
hearing Gilpatrick's sharp shrill command
constantly repeated, "Skirmishers,
trance," kept constantly moving forward in
an open field, and while is the act of mak
ihr, a further advance of about GOO feet in
the front and up to a very unsuspicious and
harmless looking fence, house, cow-shed and
barn, the curtain fell; and a masked bat
cry of mountain howitzers was exposed in
full view, and they did not lose any time in
opening. Grape and canister fell like driv
ing hail right into our faces, and rata drop
ped right and left. We gave them one
round in return and retreated fifteen paces,
and throwing ourselves upon our faces,
loaded and fired as fast as possible, until
finding there was no reserve, ne main body,
no nothing to fall back on, we got out from
under this awful fire, and gotelseek to the
two field pieces on our right. This 44 not
take a great while, for our men only fired
five or six. rounds, and then only when they
could sight a man as he jumped.up above
the embankment and fired, and before he
could jump back again.
In the meantime,• our regiment; under
Colonel Duryee's special and personal direc
tion, and ho in advance, had maeched.to po
sition on the right, and opened.. a heavy fire,
and Colonel Townsend's regiment, Third
Albany, had coma up, marched in column
directly in front of the enemy's batteries,
and at point blank range got handsomely
into position on the left and opened.fire.—
They flanked the masked batteries ,on the
left and silenced them, and then formed in
line of battle front to the enemy's batteries.
All these movements took time, and in the
meantime our battery, commanded. and serv
ed by Lieutenant Greblo, of the Second Regi
ment United States Artillery, kept ups" gall
ing and successful fire upon the enemy's
batteries, and although grape, shell, canis
ter, and solid shot, rained all around and
about - him, he was as quiet and
.gentle, both
in manner and speech, as if lie had been in
a lady's drawing-room. I never ctw.-great
er coolness in my life.
I cannot say as much for some of those
under his command. There were. men with
him who emphatically stood by their gems,
but as the enemy kept improving their
range, and danger increased, so Many left
' that there was not men enough of those
whose duty it was to be there, and nt the
call for volunteers from the Zouaves, to help
to work the guns, enough of the "red legged
devils" stepped forward from their places to
have served twenty guns. And so the day
wore on till our Men were completely worn
out.
About 12 o'clock, Cot Townsend's Regi
ment made a movement to the left, and then
coming to the front, we made 'n geberal
charge of the two regimentsCright 'tip to and
in the face of their batteries, and - drove them
from their first entrenchments - . And here
the enemy must have suffered great loss, fur
the men of both regimen* maddened by op.
position, fairly sprang on their entreneb•
ments, but were stopped by the second with
their heavy guns. This was straightfor
ward, hand-to-hand fighting, and at the
point of the bayonet; but their position was
too strong, although I think after we had
once got it we could have kept it, had we
bad any support at all. We were obliged
to retire, and retire we did, in good order,
and without much loss. And here let me
pay a deserving tribute to Cols. Duryea and
Townsend. Col. Duryea went through the
fight with a little riding whip in his band,
and encouraged his men both with voice and
example.
Col. Townsend is one of-the moat self-pos
-1 sessed, cool gentleman I ever saw. lie was
ion horseback, in fun 'uniform, and led hi"
men in every movement. At the charge
I upon the batteries he was in front, and rode
slow enough to let his men keep easily up.
and with as much apparent nonchalance as
if upon parade.
Poor treble: He and ri.s men were killed
by almost the last shot- fired from the ene
my's batteries. His skull was literally
mashed by a discharge from one of their ri
fled cannon.
The men ware completely worn out, bet
if they bad had an open enemy to confrout.
tired as they were after this hard work, I
think the first order to "charge" would
hare woke them like a trumpet call.
We travelled back to camp, and today
are ready and eager for another fight. Oar
experience of yesterlay has done both offi
cers and men a world of good.