The Chalmette's batteries next we take-the river now is clear We spike their guns, and give three cheers, and for the city steer; From each mast-head throughout the fleet the Stars and Stripes do fly, The city's ours, the fleet comes to, and off it we do lie. So here's success to Farragut and all the Union fleet, Which by their bold, undaunted pluck the rebels did defeat; A grateful country long will mourn the loss of those who fell Defending of their country's flag from traitors' shot and shell. WHEN THE GREAT REBELLION'S OVER. Sweet, my pet, he'll come to thee Danced and sung a merry tune; She will blush and sing no more "Till the hush of peace shall come, And the merry troops shall go The rule of his Dearest Hate THE MARCH OF THE REGIMENT. BY "H. H. B." Here they come !-'tis the Twelfth, you know- The ranks close up, to the measured flow For God and the right to stand- O trusty and true! O gay, warm heart! O ready and staunch! who, at war's alarm, Have left the axe and the plough! That every tear were a holy charm, To guard, with honor, some head from harm, For, of valiant heart and of sturdy arm Never a nobler morn to the bold For God and for country's sake! And leers on the blood-barred snake! O base and vain! that, for grudge and gain, Could hoard your hate for the coward chance Of death, than the Switzer drew! We have borne and borne-and may bear again Welcome, the sulphury cloud in the sky! Act but the dream ye dared to form, O blind and bitter! that could not know, Ever is ghosted with after fear- Looking, with fevered eyes, For sail or smoke from the Breton shore, Office at outcry!-ah! wretched Flam! O'er Seas, how narrow!-for, whoso wins, Her point once flashing athwart her Kin's, And the reckoning, ledgered for long, beginsThe galling Glories and envied Sins Shall buzz in a mesh-like fate! Ay, mate your meanest !-ye can but do How Guilt, o'erblown, her crest heaves high, Blindfold and brazen, on God doth call— Yet a little!-and men shall mark At last!(ungloom, stern coffined frown! Down to the Home whence it came!) And drink of her blood-grimed Cup! Pause!-the Accursed, on yon frenzied shore, Buyeth your merchandise never more! Mark, 'mid the Fiery Dew that drips, Redder, faster, through black Eclipse, How Sodom, to-night, shall sup! (Thus the Kings, in Apocalypse, The traders of souls, and crews of ships, Standing afar, with pallid lips While Babylon's Smoke goes up!) Yet, dree your weird!-though an hour may blight, Ay, 'tis at hand!-foul lips, be dumb! The Land, from mountain to shore, ('Twas Tophet leased them of yore)Hell, in her murkiest hold, shall quake, As they ring on the damned floor! O Fair and Faithful! that, sun by sun, Rest in your wintry sod. Rest, your noble Devoir is done- The smoky shroud of the War-Simoon, O Calm and Glory!-beyond the gloom, The lilies and palms of God. -Hartford Evening Press. THE CAPTURE OF SMITHFIELD, VA. tion of the White House, Va., by the soldiers of Gen. McClellan, May twelfth, 1862, a small piece of paper, bearing the following inscription, was found pinned on the casing of an inner door: "Northern soldiers, who profess to reverence Wash The rebels having retired from Norfolk, Virginia, General Mansfield sent his Aid-de-Camp, Drake De Kay, to reconnoitre the various rivers and creeks set-ington, forbear to desecrate the house of his first marting in from the James River. ried life, the property of his wife, now owned by her descendants. Captain De Kay started with a sail-boat and eight men, and examined the Nansemond River and Chuckatuck Creek, and then proceeded to Smithfield Creek. This being narrow and tortuous, with high banks, he hoisted the rebel flag and ran up some five miles to the town of Smithfield. This town is situated on a hill, stretching back from the river, contains some one thousand two hundred inhabitants, is very prettily laid out, has several handsome churches, and fine "old family" homesteads. The people are all rank secesh-hardly a man, woman, or child to be seen in the streets who does not scowl at the Yankees. The negroes, even, did not speak to us, as their masters had forbidden it, and beaten them severely for doing so. The whole negro population would run away were it not that every boat has been broken up. Upon arriving at the town the rebel flag was pulled down on board the sail-boat, and the United States ensign run up, to the horror of the citizens who had come down to congratulate the (as they supposed) escaped rebel boat. Captain De Kay proceeded on shore with his body-guard, sent for the Mayor and authorities, who called a meeting of the citizens. At this meeting a resolution was read, setting forth "that the citizens would surrender as the conquered to the conquerors, and that they were and always would remain true and loyal citizens of the confederate States of America." Thereupon Captain De Kay seized and imprisoned the Mayor, Aldermen and Committee - no resistance being made by their fellow-citizens, from the fear of a supposed gunboat outside the bar of the creek! The authorities, left to themselves, and wisely removed from all excitement, began now to see the error of their ways. Visions of Fortress Monroe dungeons in the foreground, and handsomely constructed gallows, with patent drops, in the background, worked upon their imaginations, so that, one by one, and stoutly contesting point after point, they came down at last to Captain De Kay's simple propositions, which were: 1. To surrender the town and all public property to the United States forces unconditionally. 2. To hoist the American flag officially over the Town Hall, and protect it there. 3. To each and all take the oath of allegiance to the United States of America. PARTISAN WARRIORS WANTED. The confederate States government has very recently passed an act legalizing and recommending the organization of Partisan Rangers, and as that character of warfare is doing good service for the country, and the necessity for them is very great at this time, I have, in connection with a number of other gentleman, determined to organize a corps of brave spirits who will go out and harass the enemy, and drive him from our soil. The Northman has invaded the sacred soil of old Tennessee, and that portion of the country which they have invested is being desolated and destroyed. They insult our women and maltreat our old men - they burn our homes and lay waste our fields -- they desecrate the graves of our friends who have gone to that bourne from whence no traveller returns they have set aside the laws of God and man, and it is now high time that we who have not taken part in this struggle should gather ourselves to our tents, and resist these Thugs of the North to the death. "Let us strike, then, till the last armed foe expires, Strike for the green gr ves of our sires, "Oh! who will come and go with us," and fight that we may be free. None are worthy of it unless they fight for it. We propose to fight, and fight on until the struggle is ended, and our country free "And when the conflict's over, In our Southern homes we'll stand, And all those who are of the same mind, and are able thrown out far in advance, and the sudden dash of the rebels could not, therefore, be foreseen or fully prepared for. On the first day the entire Union army had at least seventy-five thousand; and on the second numbered only thirty thousand men, while the rebels day, when our reenforcements had come up, we were still inferior in numbers, having only fifty thousand to the enemy's seventy-five thousand. The killed and wounded were far more numerous on the rebel side than ours, and must reach twelve or fifteen thousand, while the Federal loss was not far from six thousand. Our artillery was admirably served, and cut through the rebel ranks like a keen scythe through grass. But they fought well, with dash and determination, and could not have been beaten by any troops upon earth excepting their Northern brethren. During the entire battle no stragglers at all from the Union ranks were deadly duties as he would to an ordinary day's work. to be seen on the field. Every man stood up to his PETERSBURGH, May 19.-Eighteen of the Monitor's crew came ashore at three o'clock this afternoon at City Point, and were surprised upon landing by the confederate pickets and ordered to surrender. Nine of them, including four officers, laid down their pistols and cutlasses. The others rushed to the small boat and pulled for the Monitor. Eight of them were killed; the remaining one lost an arm. The Monitor opened fire with a heavy gun, and prevented the capture of the boat and the survivor. Nine of the pris-loading or firing; their brains were so intent on their oners reached here at half-past six o'clock, and marched through Sycamore street to Gen. Huger's headquarters, surrounded by a great crowd. One of the officers is the paymaster, the others are midshipmen. None of the confederates were hurt. Richmond Whig, May 20. A SINGULAR armistice was agreed upon with the guerrillas in Western Virginia on May eighteenth. It was arranged between Colonel Rathbone, of the Eleventh Virginia regiment, and Captains Dounes, Hays and Silcot, of the guerrillas, that hostilities should cease for eight days, and in the mean time the rebels should withdraw from without our lines, and in case the city of Richmond was captured they should surrender themselves as prisoners of war. The last beard, of the rebels they were up on the west fork of the Little Kanawha River, going southward.-N. Y. Times, May 29. INCIDENTS OF THE BATTLE OF FAIR OAKS. Adjutant Oliver Edwards returned to his home in this city on Wednesday morning, having been granted a furlough from General Couch's staff on account of ill-health. He has revived rapidly since leaving Virginia, and hopes to return in season for the next battle. Adjutant Edwards left the Federal camp near Fair Oaks early on Monday morning. The men of the Tenth Massachusetts in camp are generally well, and every one who is able to lift a finger thirsts eagerly for another fight. They are now held as a reserve under Lieutenant-Colonel Decker. Last Sunday afternoon they had a skirmish with the rebels, in which thirty of our men were killed and wounded. They are at the extreme left of our lines, in a very important position, and occupy intrenchments and rifle-pits. Their rations are rather scanty, but growing better, as there is now easy transportation to the White House by water, and from thence by rail to Fair Oaks, seven miles from Richmond. On the Saturday and Sunday of the great battle, the Tenth regiment was wholly without food for thirty-six hours, and it proves their pluck and hardihood to be able to fight unflinchingly so long upon empty stomachs. The reason given for the surprise of General Casey's division on Saturday is, that it was stationed so near the enemy's main body that our pickets could not be Most of those who fell dead were in some attitude of business that the muscles became rigid in the very posture in which the men were struck down. Adjutant Edwards witnessed the bloodiest part of the battle. He had a horse shot under him, and his clothes were pierced by rebel bullets, as were those of several other staff-officers. The happiest moment of the whole campaign was when he met Gen. Sumner's division approaching from the Chickahominy, and hurried them to the scene of action upon the doublequick. Adjutant Edwards was within twenty-five feet of the rebel General Pettigrew when he was wounded and fell into our hands as a prisoner. The following incidents are some of the many striking ones that occurred in this two days' engagement: A member of the Tenth regiment-name unknownwas surrounded by four rebels, who ordered him to surrender. He coolly replied that "He rather guessed not ;" and immediately shot one, bayoneted two, and broke the skull of the last one with the butt of his musket. This certainly seems Munchausenish. "Who comes Captain McFarland, of the One Hundred and Second Pennsylvania regiment, having been taken prisoner by a party of six rebels who were carrying a wounded officer to the rear, very politely offered to pilot them through the bushes, and carefully brought them round among our own pickets. The summons, there?" was answered by the Captain: "A friend, with seven prisoners." Six men belonging to the Sixtysecond New-York regiment, (Anderson Zouaves,) sev eral of whom were recruited in this city, hid themselves on Saturday in their own camp, under some bushes, and laid perfectly quiet all night, undiscovered by the rebel troops, who had taken the camp. Next day, when our forces drove the rebels out with great slaughter, the cunning Zouaves turned up all right, and captured seven of the enemy as prisoners.Springfield Republican. EFFECT OF GENERAL POPE'S ORDERS.-The effect on the Yankee soldiers of General Pope's recent orders to the " Army of the Rappahannock" is already being felt by the citizens of Culpeper. The party who burned the bridge over the Rapidan on the thirteenth took breakfast that morning at the house of Alexander G. Taliaferro, Colonel of the Twenty-first Virginia regiment. On their approach the Colonel was at home, and was very near being captured; but by good management contrived to escape. After they had breakfasted, the Yankee ruffians searched the house, took possession of the family silver, broke up the tableware and knives and forks, etc., and actually wrenched from Mrs. Taliaferro's finger a diamond ring of great value.-Richmond Examiner, July 24. THE BATTLES BEFORE RICHMOND, To the Editor of the London Times: SIR: The following is a correct list of military supplies and prisoners taken in the late battles before Richmond Eighty large guns, two hundred spiked guns, (destroyed,) one thousand seven hundred mules, two thousand five hundred horses, sixty-two thousand stand of arms, six million dollars' worth of various stores, the balloon, with all its tackle; two major-generals, six brigadier-generals, thirteen colonels, one hundred and eighty commissioned officers, eleven thousand prisoners. This statement is taken from a private letter of a confederate officer, written to a friend in this city. I am, sir, yours, etc., PARIS, August 6. CONFEDERATE, THE REBEL STEAMER NASHVILLE.-A letter from an officer on board the United States steamer Daylight, dated Beaufort, N. C., May second, says: "The steamer Nashville ran the blockade on the twenty-fourth of April, and entered the harbor at Wilmington by Cape Fear River, (not by the new inlet, as before stated,) and got aground inside of Fort Caswell, having on board sixty thousand stand of arms, and forty tons of powder. They sent steamers from Wilmington and Smithville to lighten her, and succeeded in getting her off on the twenty-sixth, when she proceeded to Smithville, where she took in two lighter-loads of cotton, and ran the blockade out of the harbor on the thirtieth of April, and went to sea."-Boston Traveller, May 12. We invite the untiring and undaunting to haste to rejoin the "Maryland Line," which is reenforcing the heroic "Stonewall's" army in the valley, and with them march to the rescue of our kinsmen in oppression and doubt. Soldiers, it is the hour for immortality or obloquy. The will of the veteran is sustained by Omnipotence, and the blood of the martyr shall nourish the Bay Tree of Liberty. Who falters, sides with the foe- who disdains odds carves his own escutcheon, which fame shall ponder and memory treasure. Soldiers, we challenge you once more to the field. Through the earnest solicitation of many Marylanders, Captain Edmund Barry has accepted an appointment to lead you back to your homes. Marylanders, will you go? Or shall the hollow query be made, Where were they? Sons of Revolutionary sires! the Goddess of History is vigilant, and notes the actions of the solemn hour! Be men, and abide the issue. Our leader is grown grey in the clatter of arms, and is eager to offer his last, best tribute as a bequest to his posterity. Marylanders, will you stand by him? Soldiers, will you die with us, for our rights, and friends, and homes? Your response gives to the riches of history the cherished reminiscences of traditional affection, or defames the scions of our honored ancestry. A STRANGE STORY.-The correspondent of the Philadelphia Press, writing from Fortress Monroe, under date of May twenty-first, tells this singular story: "For some weeks past, a vessel (bark) has been quietly lying at anchor beyond the fortress, ostensibly for the purpose of communicating with her consignees in New-York, and in the mean time sending to shore daily for a number of contrabands to work in her holds, but, on no condition, were these men allowed to return to this point. This game was played on until, it is said, two hundred and seventy-two contrabands were ferried out to the ship. Deeming this about as far as he could safely go, the skipper'‘skipped' out to sea last night, under the cover of darkness. Brother' Wilder, superintendent of contrabands here, has thus been foiled in his charitable intentions of reforming the blacks, at least as regards this lot of 'culled pussons,' who are, by this time, far on their way to Cuba or the West-Indies. We learn that the fleet gunboat Wamsutta has been sent after the slaver, and it is hoped that she may be overtaken, and these poor contrabands returned. The cargo is made up of sprightly lads, worth, in Cuba, from one thousand two hundred dollars to one thousand five hundred dollars each. "We are sorry to observe that, owing to the embargo recently placed upon naval officers, who 'say their mouths are sealed,' we are not able to present the facts of the case well authenticated." FORTRESS MONROE, June 8. To the Editor of the N. Y. Times: In your issue of June second, you were perfectly correct in calling the foolish story of the shipment of negroes from Fortress Monroe to Cuba, to be sold as slaves, "a ridiculous invention, well calculated to do mischief." It is unnecessary to assure any man in his senses that such a thing could not possibly be done without the active sympathy and cooperation of the authorities at this post. We have had but one instance of kidnapping since the present superintendent has had charge of the contrabands, and that was on one of the United States ships, and is at the present time undergoing investigation in Washington. It seems incredible that any well-informed correspondent could be so far imposed upon as to give publicity to a statement so devoid of all elements of probability, and so evidently the offspring of malice and wickedness. C. B. WILDER, Superintendent of Contrabands. BURIAL OF DECEASED SOLDIERS. The manner in which the interment of deceased soldiers is carried on in the vicinity of Richmond, is a disgrace, not only to those concerned, but those having authority in such matters. We have it on the authority of a gentleman, an officer of the army, who has visited Oakwood Cemetery, that the coffins are often piled in two and three deep, in one excavation and thus covered up, of course, rendering it out of the question for an inquiring relative to recognize and reclaim a corpse. Recently the gentleman above referred to passed the cemetery, and, seeing the brutal work going on, asked: Is that the way Virginia disposes of the soldiers of the Confederacy? Has she not got soil enough to farnish them each with separate, distinct burial?" The man in charge replied: "Is it any of your business? |