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Correspondence of the Richmond Dispatch. Enthusiasm in the County of Greene — Highly Creditable Turnout of the Militia of the County. Greene County, July 15, 1861. Happening to be on a visit to the gallant little county of Greene, last week, when the call for the entire militia of the county was made by Col. Richardson, and an eye-witness of the spirit and promptness with which they responded, it affords me great pleasure to bear witness to the honor to which the citizens of that gallant county are entitled in consequence of their bravery and public spirit. On Friday last, (12th,) Col. Offield, of the 155th, called out all the citizens of the county between the ages of 18 and 45, and after drilling them for a short time, notified them to be at Gordonsville (distant 30 miles from many parts of the county) by 9 o'clock on Sunday, the 14th. I was at Gordonsville at the time mentioned and was struck by the fact that before the arrival of the down train, every Green
From Camp Pickens.[special Correspondence of the Dispatch.] Camp Pickens, July 15, 1861. Your invaluable sheet that metes out to our keen appetites its store of news, deserves some return, however simple the offering. Each one almost regards it as a letter from mother, wife, sister or sweetheart, barring this, that when we are done reading it we lend it out. It is very hard to give you news, such as papers usually abound with — no railroad accidents, domestic infelicities, and trials before the Mayor. The most we have to change the monotony of camp life, is to listen out for the guns of our enemies, and even this does not last long in its effects. Nothing positively but marching orders and absolute contact with a superior force of our enemies would be regarded as fun. We don't now leave a hard biscuit or stop in the middle of a yarn to look at a batch of prisoners passing. We often wonder how Richmond looks, and are tempted to think our friends have not only forg