From scourging foes and scowling woes,

That flag sprang forth in sorrow!

the reserve corps had been hurled against the rebels, Thomas had not another thousand fresh soldiers whom

Wrong gave the Stripes-hope wrought the Stars- he could use. He saved the army, but he would not

Ah! those old grandsires able, From pain to hallowed peace, at last, They passed-the good, the noble,

The murdered brave-to glory!

When swarming foemen thronged our shores,
Hard pressed for food and rifles,
Our god-like sires, they fought and starved,
Nor shrunk at such mere trifles;
Enrapturedly to death they went,

And still as slaughter crowned them,
The glittering Stars, turned to the skies,
Hung proudly, grandly round them,
That flag, in battle gory.

Down many a vista'd year since then,
Enshrined in hoary honor,

Nobly with martial step hath marched
Our grand old veteran banner!
Unhallowed hands of godless wrong
Now threat that badge we cherish;
Charge! sons of old Columbia, then!
Ere that flag fall, we perish!

THE STARS AND STRIPES FOR EVER!

have been content with that. He wanted and would have had such a victory as would have carried dismay throughout the South. This field-officer says that there were other generals besides Thomas who saw what a prize was lost for the want of ten thousand men. -Milwaukee Wisconsin.

MAFFIT, THE PIRATE CAPTAIN.-The Boston Transcript says: "When a boy at school, in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, this bad specimen of humanity always fell below his class. One of his schoolfellows remembers these couplets, which a little urchin of twelve made about him on a certain "exhibition day" many years ago:

And here's Johnny Maffit, as straight as a gun-
If you face him square up, he'll turn round and run!
The first boy in school, sir, if thieving and lies,
Instead of good scholarship, bore off the prize.

SOUTHERN GREEK FIRE.--The Mobile Register and Advertiser asserts that Colonel John Travis (of pistolshot notoriety) has discovered, if not the ancient, at least its counterpart and equal, the modern "Greek Travis tenders the use of his invention to the confedfire." Its components are kept secret, but Colonel erate States. The Register gives the following account of a test of this fire:

THE SAGACITY OF GENERAL THOMAS.-There can be no question that General Thomas saved the army of the Cumberland in the critical battle of Chickamauga. The Georgia papers say that the plan of the battle "On Thursday evening last, near the bay road, in the was determined upon by General Bragg after consultation with General Lee. The plan was literally to de- suburbs of this city, in the presence of several scienstroy our army. It was, to cross the Chickamauga onel Miller, commanding this volunteer and conscript tific professors, ordnance and artillery officers, ColCreek on our left flank, where Thomas's corps was bureau, other officers of the army and navy, a score placed, and then force him back upon Crittenden and of ladies, and at least one representative of the press, McCook. After Thomas was thus driven, another rebel column was to cross the creek and strike Thomas Captain Travis made two distinct experiments of his again as he was forced back, thus completing his rout. half a pint of the preparation, a fluid. Both were fire or composition, using on each occasion less than Thomas, with the sagacity of a great soldier, perceiv-eminently successful, eliciting universal commendaed the object of the rebels. He did not wait to be assailed, but, with Napoleonic tactics, he concluded to be the assailing party, and hence issued the following important order:

This order, the Georgia papers say, saved General Rosecrans's army. The Southern journals came to a knowledge of this order from the fact that the adiutant of General Palmer's staff was taken prisoner, and this order was found in his pocket. There is no man in the nation who thinks that Rosecrans could have been superseded by a better man than General Thomas. There is an earnest heartiness in this note, in speaking of the enemy as "rebels." "I think we can use them up" are words the patriot likes to hear. As an illustration of General Thomas's sagacity, a general officer now in this city says that if Thomas could have had ten thousand fresh men on Sunday afternoon, he would have utterly routed the rebel army. This officer says that General Thomas clearly saw the prize of victory within his grasp; but, after the brigades of

tion. Instantaneously on being exposed to the air the fluid becomes a blaze of fire, with heat intense, resembling that of a liquid metal in the smelting process. A pile of green wood, into which it was thrown, ignited immediately, like tinder.

"Without delay, within ten seconds, a number of bucketfuls of water were thrown upon the flames, a dense volume of smoke ascended, the hissing and singing sound of a quenched fire was heard; but lo! the burning fluid licked up the water, destroying its oxygen, a fluid seemingly added to the flame, and the wood cracked and hummed, and the flames arose On the occasion of again defiantly unquenchable. these experiments, Travis's Greek Fire' burned for something over a quarter of an hour in full vigor and force. Its heat is intense, and flies at once into the body of the substance it touches."-Atlanta Appeal, October 22.

A SCORCHING REBUKE.-The Nashville Union of the sixth of November, gives the following:

A highly instructive as well as amusing incident took place in one of the business houses on one of our principal streets, last Saturday, while the colored regiment was marching along to the music of the National airs. Several gentlemen were looking on the parade, among them a wealthy planter of Ala bama who is a large slaveholder. One of the group stepped out to the door, looking on for a few minute

"The day had been one of dense mists and rains, and much of General Hooker's battle was fought above the clouds, which concealed him from our view, but from which his musketry was heard."-General Meigs to Secretary Stanton.

By the banks of Chattanooga watching with a soldier's heed,

In the chilly autumn morning, gallant Grant was on his steed:

For the foe had climbed above him with the banners of their band,

And the cannon swept the river from the hills of Cumberland.

Like a trumpet rang his orders: "Howard, Thomas, to the bridge!

One brigade aboard the Dunbar! Storm the heights

On the left the ledges, Sherman, charge and hurl the

While with battle's cloud of sulphur mingled densely And the patriot poor shall wonder, in their simple mist and rain, hearts to know

Till the ascending squadrons vanished from the gazers In the land above the thunder their embattled chamon the plain.

was thrown up, covering our little boat, and going through the smoke-stack, entered the furnace, completely extinguishing the fires.

In addition to this, pieces of the ballast had fallen in the works of the engine, rendering it unmanageable at that time. Volley after volley of musketry from the crew of the Ironsides and from the launches began to pour in upon them. Lieutenant Glassell gave the order to back, but it was found impossible. In this condition, with no shelter, and no hope of escape, they thought it best to surrender, and hailed the enemy to that effect. The Yankees, however, paid no attention to the call, but barbarously continued the fire. It was then proposed to put on their life-preservers, jump overboard, and endeavor to swim to the shore. All but Pilot Cannon consented. The latter, being unable to swim, said he would stay and take his chances in the boat. Lieutenant Glassell, Engineer Toombs, and Sullivan the fireman, left the boat. The first two having on life-preservers, and the latter supporting himself on one of the hatches thrown to him by the pilot. Engineer Toombs becoming embarrassed with his clothing in the water, got back to the boat, and was assisted in by Cannon.

The boat was then rapidly drifting from the Ironsides. He now fortunately found a match, and light ing a torch, crept back to the engine, discovered and removed the cause of its not working, and soon got it in order. Engineers Toombs and Cannon reached their wharf in the city about midnight, fatigued, and presenting a worn-out appearance, but rejoicing at their fortunate and narrow escape.

With regard to the damage of the Ironsides nothing positive is known. At the moment of striking there was great consternation on board. It was reported that the crew in gangs were hard at work at the pumps all day yesterday. Small boats were seen constantly passing between the Ironsides and the Monitors. At nightfall, however, she remained at her old anchorage.

adult population of a city of fifty thousand souls, and in what city of that size do you find complete freedom from crime? And so far as quiet stealing goes, the soldier gets alarmingly skilful. "Strategy, my boy," becomes an element of his larcenies. It is a fact, I believe, that a party of the Fifth Kansas once stole a grave. How? you ask. In this way: Some members of the Second Wisconsin had to bury a comrade, and dug a grave for the solemn purpose. Some members of the Fifth Kansas, having the same melancholy office to perform for one of their deceased companions, watched a chance, and while the detail of the Second Wisconsin had gone for the Wisconsin corpso, took possession of the grave, and buried their own inanimate jayhawker therein. I call that the gravest offence, in its way, on record.

The

Mr. Brown, who had a lumber-yard in Natchez, and a beautiful residence under the hill, was a good deal astonished the other day by the rigors of war. Federal Quartermaster sent down a detail with wagons to draw away some of this lumber. Mr. Brown fancied they came as purchasers.

"Some of this, Captain, is worth thirty dollars a thousand, some fifty dollars."

"Well," said the officer, "I guess I'll take some of the fifty-dollar sort. Load on, boys." "But," said Brown, "it should be measured first."

And at this instant it dawned upon the mind of the man of boards that perhaps Uncle Sam, the offended one, was seizing the lumber!

ANOTHER SNAKE STORY.-Between the point of Lookout Mountain and Bridgeport, down the Valley of the Tennessee, lie twenty-five miles of dead mules, in one continuous string, the head of the first carcass lying on the "quarter-deck" of the one beyond him, and so on throughout the entire distance. Just imagine a convulsion of nature of sufficient magnitude to bury these remains as they now lie, and phancy the pheelinx of a future Agassiz, who, in his geologINCIDENTS AT NATCHEZ.-Sitting at General Ran-ical researches, strikes either of the termini, and atsom's headquarters the other day, I saw a gray-haired tempts to exhume the entire "snake." Won't it man, bent with age, coming feebly up to the porch. knock the socks off the saurians of the diluvian peHe asked if he might come in. riod? Twenty-five miles of vertebræ, with two pedal arrangements every three feet! What a bully sideshow for a future circus! It will probably be called "the old he-Copperhead of the Rebellion period "admission ten cents-Peace Democrats half-price.— Chattanooga Gazette.

"Certainly, sir, if you have any business here." He came tottering in, and stated his business to an aid. He wished to enlist in the United States army!

"But you are too old." "I am only sixty."

"But you are too feeble."

"I think I could drive a team or cook. I have come thirty-three miles on a straight line to see you, and I wish to live and die with you. These Secession devils out yonder have just worried my life out of me -bothered me, cursed me, stole me poor, tried to force me into the rebel service; swear they will force me in yet. That's a pretty flag over the porch. I haven't seen that flag in many a weary day. I saw it in Jackson's time in the war of 1812."

The old man was assured of protection without enlistment, and went on his way.

Our troops here are under very strict orders in regard to marauding, and I have as yet heard of no great injury being done to private property. Now and then a peach-tree suffers, or a watermelon "perishes everlastingly," but on the whole the discipline of the soldiers in this respect is good. Those who complain that an army is not perfectly virtuous, must remember that ten thousand men represent the male

THE FEMALE LIEUTENANT.-The public will remember the numerous paragraphs published concerning one "Lieutenant Harry Buford," nie Mrs. Williams, with a history romantic in war as that of Joan of Arc. Last summer the Lieutenant got into Castle Thunder, her sex not corresponding with the dashing uniform she wore. She was released, and went from Richmond to Chattanooga, where she joined General Bragg's army, got upon the staff of General A. P. Stewart, and for a time was employed in the secret service, effecting important arrests of spies, and doing some very daring things.

The other day she visited Richmond again, not as the gay Lieutenant, but in the garments more becoming her sex, and bearing the name of Mrs. Jeruth De Caulp, she having, in the interval, married an officer of the confederate States provisional army of that name, first obtaining a divorce from her first husband, Williams, who is in the army of General Grant.

POETRY AND INCIDENTS.