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Correspondence of the Richmond Dispatch.more troops--Texas Rangers, &c. Charlotte Court-House, Va., June 23d, 1861. Our village is to-day honored with another body of Confederate troops, consisting or men from different States, mostly from Western Virginia. Ohio and Texas are also represented in their number. They style themselves the "Texas Rangers," and are on their way to join that noble band of patriots at or near Phillippi. They are fighting on their own hook. All they ask is for one glimpse of Old Abe, Scott, or Butler, or any of their picayune crowd. Many of these Rangers are praying Christians, who daily invoke the continuance of Heaven's richest blessings upon our Confederate companies, and they all seem to have such control over themselves as will disarm our invading enemies, and will "Lay the proud usurpers low; Liberty will be in every blow; We will be free." Luola.
The Daily Dispatch: June 26, 1861., [Electronic resource], Judge Parker's charge to the Grand Jury of Frederick county, Va. (search)
Letter from "Oats."[special Correspondence of the Dispatch.] "Camp Page," near Williamsburg, June 23, 1861. The weather is still warm, the roads dusty, and the tents of our gallant soldiers are still whitening the fields. On Friday your correspondent visited Yorktown, and spent several hours exchanging pleasant greetings among friends of "lang syne." A soldier's welcome, and, perhaps, more than a soldier's fare, greeted his arrival, and it was more than an ordinary pleasure, with which many reminiscences of the past were blended with the high hopes and predictions of the future. Accredited by high official authority to the gallant commandant, I lost no time in reporting myself at "Headquarters," and need not say that I found in Col. John B Magruder all that my fancy had painted of the Virginia gentleman, the frank and manly representative of the chivalry of the dear Old Dominion. There, too, I met with Major John B. Carey, an old and valued friend, who has done mor