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Most of the horses were thin, half-starved look- | This day was no exception to the rule. A clear, ing beasts, only to be endured until, as the rebels said, "We get over the river, when we can help ourselves."

With banners flying and din of rebel music the host began its advance toward Burkesville, in Kentucky, near which town they intended to cross the Cumberland River. On this same day, June 27, the Second and Seventh Ohio cavalry and the Forty-fifth mounted infantry, under command of Colonel Woolford, with a howitzer battery, left Somerset, Kentucky, for Jamestown, to watch the movements of the desperate raiders, and catch them if they could."

"And what is so rare as a day in June?
Then, if ever, come perfect days."

bracing air, which it was a luxury to breathe, invigorated the men. A cloudless sky overarched the advancing host, and the joyous sunshine caressed the glorious banner as it was borne aloft at the head of the column. For a few days the march was continued with but few intervals for rest. At last Jamestown was reached, on the Cumberland River, about thirty miles above Burkesville. At this spot, where the rebels had intended to cross, the command halted for further orders.

On the 2d of July General Carter, in command of the United States forces at Somerset, was startled by the sound of clattering hoofs in front of his tent. To leave the table and hasten to the door was the work of an instant. A

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has crossed the Cumberland, near Burkesville,
and is now marching on Columbia."
"How do you know ?"

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horse, reeking with foam and panting with faHis rider was a woman; tigue, stood there. "Oh, Sir, believe me," exclaimed the heroine, my home is her habit torn and bespattered with mud; her veil gone; her cheeks pale with fatigue and exin East Tennessee. A Union scout came to our citement, while her long black hair, loosed from her eyes kindling with emotion; its bands, fell in a wealth of curls to her waist. house early yesterday morning and told me. My So I "Will you alight, madam?" "Not till I see General Carter. husband is in the army. I have no boys. The I am in haste. scout is wounded, and unable to ride. took my horse and came to tell you myself." show me to him? ment is precious." of Heroic Men;" but I am unable to pass un"I am Carter, madam. What can I do for The title of these articles is the "Heroic Deeds you ?" "Listen. John Morgan, with two brigades, noticed this act of true patriotism and heroic VOL. XXXI.-No. 183.-U

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devotion of a woman, who may be proud to call the "Switzerland of America," the wild mountain fastnesses of Liberty in East Tennessee, her home.

The news brought by this noble woman led to an armed reconnoissance, which was sent out, under Captain Carter, in the direction of Columbia. With only a small force he advanced toward the enemy. He, however, soon met a much larger force, by which he was quite overwhelmed. Captain Carter fell, mortally wounded. Reinforcements came to the succor of the overpowered patriots, and though they struggled with great bravery they were so entirely outnumbered that retreat became inevitable. Whole volleys of musketry responded to their few rifle shots, and a park of artillery opened its murderous fire upon their thin ranks. Still, without serious loss, they retreated with rapid march to join their patriot friends who were stationed at Jamestown. Courier after courier was dispatched to General Carter, imploring help. The report of the lady being thus confirmed, the pursuit of John Morgan and his band of desperadoes was now commenced with great vigor.

The rebel general had the advantage of the patriot forces by two days' march. Morgan infused his own tireless energies into his men. Not allowing his troops to lose an hour, even for plunder, he pushed rapidly forward toward Green River, one of the important tributaries of the Ohio, which flows through the heart of the State of Kentucky. The rebel raiders, in their sweep through the State, were largely augmented by reckless adventurers, who, without any moral or political principles, were eager to join in any expedition which promised wild adventure and plunder. The cool, wary, crafty rebel chieftain, Basil Duke, aided the impetuous Morgan in the reckless enterprise. It was said that Duke furnished the thinking brain, and Morgan the impetuous hand which guided and nerved this lawless band, as it swept a tornado path of destruction through three States.

Colonel Orlando H. Moore was in command of two hundred patriot troops stationed at Tebbs's Bend, on Green River. This was the only force to retard the advance of the rebels upon New Market. On the 2d of July scouts brought in the report that Morgan's band was advancing in full force upon the Bend. Undaunted by the vast superiority of the rebels in numbers, Colonel Moore, as soon as he received the news, mounted his horse, and rode over the surrounding country to select his own battle-field. About two miles from his encampment he found a spot which suited him. The site chosen for the morrow's battle was truly beautiful. It was a lawn of level ground, carpeted with velvety turf and thick with trees, which, without the slightest impediment of underbrush, were waving in all the luxuriance of June foliage-a spot which the silvery river

"Forsakes his course to fold as with an arm."

in the arduous work, with spade and pick, in throwing up intrenchments. Rifle - pits were dug. A barricade of felled trees was made to check cavalry charges. Breast works were thrown up, to stand between the bosoms of the patriots and the bullets of the rebel foe. On the night of the 3d the gallant two hundred took possession of these hurriedly-constructed works, to beat back a small army of more than as many thousands.

"Theirs not to reason why,

Theirs not to make reply,

Theirs but to do and die."

With not one word of murmuring, and with not one straggler, these heroic men planted themselves behind their frail redoubts to wait the oncoming surge of battle. All were prepared to meet, and with God's aid were determined to repel, the charge from the foe, however numerous that foe might prove to be. There was but little sleep in that patriot encampment that night. The men, grasping their arms, lay down in the trenches, and thought of home, wife, children, and friends. Memory was busy with the days which had fled, while stern yet anxious thought dwelt upon the future of to-morrow. The next day was the Fourth of July. That thought alone helped to make them heroes. Who could tell how many, then and there, would be called to put on the martyr's crown?

With the first rays of the morning sun came the first balls from the rifles of Morgan's sharpshooters. Soon a shell came, with its hideous shriek, plump into the little redoubt, wounding two men. With this hint of what they might expect, if obstinate, Morgan sent a flag of truce, with Major Elliot, demanding an immediate surrender of the entire force under Moore's command. Colonel Moore replied, "Present my compliments to General Morgan, and say to him that this being the Fourth of July, I can not entertain the proposition." Then turning to his men he said, "Now rise up, take good aim, and pick off those gunners."

At those words the patriots opened a calm, deliberate, and deadly fire. The numerous trees and the intrenchments they had thrown up afforded them very efficient protection. Gradually the little redoubt became nearly encircled by the rebels. Still no one thought of yielding. Colonel Moore was every where, encouraging and inspiring his men with his own enthusiastic patriotism. The heroic band still loaded and fired with fatal precision, though

"Cannon to the right of them,
Cannon to the left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volleyed and thundered."

For

No hand trembled. No heart faltered. God and the Flag they fought and bled. The battle raged, with unabated fury on both sides, for four hours. At last the enemy retreated, leaving his dead on the field. The rebel army, thus checked and discomfited, relinquished the prey they had hoped to grasp, and by a circuit

All night long the men relieved each other avoiding New Market continued their plunder

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ing raid. The conquerors, justly exultant over | the militia were rallied. They presented a brave their chivalric achievement, with new zest cele- but unavailing resistance to the determined brated the Fourth of July. They were entitled raiders, who greatly outnumbered them. The barbaric rebels, who were all mountto unusual joy, for they themselves had contrib- their defeat three hundred were taken prisonuted another triumph to the ever-memorable day.ers. Meanwhile the patriot pursuers were not si- ed, goaded these unhappy captives at the point lent. On, on they rode, allowing themselves of their sabres to run at the double-quick to only a few hours' rest at a time. At Bradfords- Springfield, a distance of twelve miles. If any ville the command received the first reliable news of the raiders. Morgan had been detained by his fight at Tebbs's Bend, and arrived at Lebanon only thirty hours in advance of the At Lebanon avenging patriots on his track.

one, through exhaustion, lagged, he was forced on by sabre thrusts and menaces of death. One unfortunate young man found it impossible to keep up with his merciless captors. The wretches knocked him in the head, as a warning to

the rest, and left him in the middle of the road | night the troops went into camp to get strength

to be trampled into a shapeless mass by the hoofs of the thousands of horses which composed their column.

for the long and arduous toil still before them. After entering Indiana the rebels soon gave marked indications of the policy they intended to pursue in their invasion of the Free States. Wherever they appeared horses were impressed; shops entered and robbed; laces and ribbons were stored away in capacious pockets for lady-loves at home; mills were burned, unless instantly ransomed by the payment of a thousand dollars. And any man who ventured to offer resistance or remonstrance was sternly shot down upon the spot. The demons of theft, murder, arson, brooded over the guerrilla band, and urged them to every conceivable excess. For one thing, however, the rebels deserve credit-and that is for their uncompromising detestation of all North

When they arrived at Springfield the prisoners were paroled, after having been first robbed of every dollar. Their hats and coats were also taken from them and transferred to the persons of the ragged rebels. On the 6th of July the rebels found themselves at Bargetown, only twenty-four hours after Morgan had left that place. Here General Hobson joined the national troops, which were under Colonel Wolford. He brought with him four brigades of Kentucky cavalry and two pieces of artillery. General Hobson, by virtue of his superior rank, now took command. The patriot troops, greatly exhausted by the impetuous pursuit, encamp-ern secessionists. They seemed to be taught by ed for the night near Shepherdsville. The horses an unerring instinct that these men were the were about used up. They had been under the meanest of the mean, alike abhorrent to both saddle for several days and nights, with scarcely God and man. An amusing incident is told an hour for rest. of an interview with one of these crawling reptiles in Salem.

"But are you not hostile to the Confederacy?"

Not having the intellectual stimulus which nerved both soul and arm of the patriot in the After Morgan entered the town some of his hot chase, horse-flesh could not stand that ex-men went to burn the bridges and water-tanks hausting toil which the men bravely endured. on the railroad. They captured on their way The rebels at this point had robbed a mail train. two men, one of whom was a Quaker. The With their sharp knives they slashed the mail- broad-brimmed patriot urged that he, as a peacebags, and made quick work in examining for able citizen attending only to his own business, money every letter and package. The road was ought not to be held as a prisoner of war. white with the wreck of these precious missives from loving hearts at home to loved ones far away. Some were full of cheering news of births and weddings. Some told the sad tale of grief and death-now the sunshine and now the shade. The hearts of the patriot soldiers beat in sympathy with the unknown writers. Little did they imagine that their carefully-prepared letters, filled with messages of love, were scattered along the Kentucky highway, or were used to light the camp-fires and the pipes of both rebel and patriot soldiers.

A night of rest was very refreshing to the wearied men and horses. But at the first bugle call in the morning every man sprang to his saddle, and again they pressed eagerly forward in the pursuit. Scouts reported Morgan on his way to Brandenburg, where he intended to cross the Ohio River into Indiana. His plan, as declared by spies, was to pass through the rich southern counties of Indiana and Ohio, ravaging as he swiftly rode, and thus circling round into Virginia, where he hoped to join Lee, and with him to make a raid upon Washington.

The patriot pursuers, both officers and men, resolved to indulge in no rest until this scheme was rendered abortive by the capture of the rebel chief. The marauding band reached the Ohio River successfully and exultantly. They seized upon two steamers, with which they crossed the stream. The torch was then applied to the steamers, and they were burned to the water's edge. Just as the Union army reached the river they saw the last of Morgan's cavalry galloping out of sight. The whole of the 9th of July was occupied in crossing the river. At

"Thee is right. I am."

"Well, you voted for Abraham Lincoln, did you not?"

"Thee is right. I did vote for Abraham." Well, what are you?"

"Thee may naturally suppose that I am a Union man. Can thee not let me go to my home?"

"Yes, yes; go and take care of the old woman," said the rebel, releasing the man, whose brave and honest truthfulness won the respect of the foe.

The other captive was not pleased with the speedy release of his comrade in misfortune. Turning to his captors with the ignoble and malicious spirit which has characterized all of his class, he said, hoping to ingratiate himself with the rebels,

"Look here! What did you let that fellow go for? He is a black abolitionist. Now I voted for Breckinridge. I have always been opposed to the war. I am opposed to fighting the South decidedly." "You are?" replied the rebel, contemptuously. "You are what they call about here a Copperhead, aren't you ?”

"Yes, yes," replied the Copperhead, insinuatingly. "That is what all my neighbors call me. They know that I am not with them." "Come here, Dave!" shouted the rebel to one of his comrades. "There is a Copperhead! Just look at him! Now, old man," continued he, turning to the wretch, "where do you live? We want what horses you have to spare. And

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