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The Daily Dispatch: June 25, 1861., [Electronic resource], article 2 (search)
committed to the Jail of this county, on the 24th day of April, as a runaway, a Negro calling himself Davy Wheeler, who says he is free and from Lunenburg county. Said Negro is 5 feet 4½ inches high; about 65 years old; a dark brown color, and complains of his right knee being stiff. He will be dealt with according to law. Brown & Tyree, Jailors, je 19--2w* Chesterfield county, Va.
The Daily Dispatch: June 25, 1861., [Electronic resource], Important from France. (search)
ders. Lieut. Col. Stewart, of the 3d Va. Regiment, having joined us with some 180 men, was stationed on the hill on the extreme right beyond the creek, and company G of my Regiment was also thrown over the stream to protect the howitzer under Capt. Brown. Capt. Bridgers, of company A, 1st N. C. Regiment, took post in the dense wood beyond and to the left of the bridge. Maj. Montague, with three companies of his battalion, was ordered up from the rear and took post on our right, beginning at t Werth's company of Montague's command, with one howitzer under Sergeant Crane, to drive back this column, which was done by a single shot from the howitzer.--Before this a priming wire had been broken in the vent of the howitzer commanded by Captain Brown and rendered it useless. A force estimated at 1,500 was now attempting to outflank us and get in the rear of Lieut. Col. Stewart's small command. He was accordingly directed to fall back, and the whole of our advanced troops were withdrawn.
The Daily Dispatch: June 25, 1861., [Electronic resource], Twenty dollars reward. (search)
cotton float you Once we liked you very well, But now we'll do without you. Yankee Doodle had the luck To get a new religion-- A sort of no against pluck At everybody's pigeon. Yankee Doodle strove with pains And Puritanic vigor. To loose the only friendly chains That ever bound a nigger. But Doodle knowns as well as I, That when his zeal has freed'om, He'd see a million niggers die Before he'd help to read 'em. Yankee Doodle sent us down a gallant missionary, His name was Captain Johnny Brown, The Priest of Harper's Ferry. With pikes he tried to magnify The Gospel creed of Bee her; But Old Virginia f ed high This military preacher. Yankee Doodle's grown so keen or every dirt shilling-- Propose a trick, however mean, And Yankee Doodle's willing. So, Yankee Doodle, now good-bye. Keep the gains you've gotten-- Proud independence is the cry Of sugar, rice and Cotton. I will send also an ancedote from the same source: "A young woman of somewhat formidable stat