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eat big fellow over in a sunny corner of the deck had been an attentive listener to the conversation, and whenever the replies of his fellow slave gave him peculiar pleasure, or coincided with his views, a grin would spread clear across his face, and thinking that he might be inclined to talk I approached him and put the question, "Well, Sam, what can you do in a fight?" A.--Run, sah, when Bucra man come widda gun, " and at the same time tipping his hat and scraping his foot, asked " if Massa please give him chaw tobacco." Several negroes in sotto voce to each other signified their disapprobation of the fellow's conduct and reply by calling him "Yahoo nigger," Their respect, however, for the presence of white persons prevented any other expression of contempt, In this lot of stout fellows there was not one badly clothed or under-fed. They were all above the medium height of the white man; strong, healthy — though rough and dull — such as swarm the "yard" of every large
One of them is sofar recovered that he went on yesterday, and two more leave to day for their regiment.--We will then have here young Kirkland, a youth of 18, a law student, with leg amputated below the knee; another with a broken arm; another with head and groin badly bruised and injured, and another with his leg injured. They are all well attended to, and doing well and have still much fight in them — are in for the war. There is a poor negro here with his leg amputated, who says, "Massa, fix me a cork leg, and I will kill some abolitionists yit." Young Gentry is not dead. He is badly injured, but is doing well, and it is supposed will recover. The officers in charge of the cars at the time of the collision requested an investigation before a magistrate, which was had, and resulted in the discharge of all except the conductor on the second train going south, (Milton Glascow,) who was bailed and sent on for further trial. There was much excitement at the collision, and som
ern regiments. They weren't scared, they were thrashed. "Masked batteries," like the cry of "Bluebeard," to bad children, are the terror of the Northern people. The term is used so often in their fanciful stories of pretended victories, that it has become ridiculous. They should call a pocket revolver a masked battery. The Suffolk (Va.) Continentals and Marion Rangers whose term of enlistment expired on Saturday last, have re-inlisted for nine months more. The following is from the Bull Run correspondent of the Mississippian: While Joe, a servant of Erskine Watkins, was cooking a chicken in a kitchen near the hospital, a ball passed near him and struck his skillet. In his report he said, "Bless God! Massa, I never saw de chicken after dat." James Camp Turner, of Huntsville, Ala.' (son of Capt. Daniel B. Turner and grandson of Major Robert Searcy, deceased, one of Gen. Jackson's Aids in the Creek war,) was shot through the heart at Manassas on the 21st ult.
, conquered. "Liberty or Death, " is emphatically our motto; even the negroes are partakers in it. A short while since, our citizens were on a certain day to assemble at Jasper Court-House, to contribute money for the outfit of our company, the "Hamilton Blues," of the 31 Regiment of Florida Volunteers. On that occasion, the slaves in the vicinity, without any appeals having been made to them, contributed upwards of thirty dollars. One old "manner" brought one dollar to her master. "Here, Massa," she said, "gib it to de soldier; it all do money I got, but I want dem to hab it, and tell dem for me to fight, fight till dey die, but neber gib up! and tell dem Yankee, when I been young I might been glad to hab my freedom, but now I old and hab more sense. I glad to hab somebody to take ob me!" Another, an old black man, a faithful servant, but an eccentric genrus, brought five dollars,--"Here, massa," he said, "gib dis money to do soldiers, and tell dem I send it to buy old Abe Link
meek, unsuspicious, invalid minister of the gospel, calls them, and many a meal, bundle of straw and other kindness they receive from him; and his faith in them could not be shaken by such instances as the following, until a day or two ago: "Massa, dem hame strings gone!" "Hame strings gone, Frederick, where are they gone?" "Dunno Massa, spects dem soldiers what got straw yestiddy, dun tied em on to dar straps so dey could carry more." "Tut, tut, Frederick, accuse the noble Massa, spects dem soldiers what got straw yestiddy, dun tied em on to dar straps so dey could carry more." "Tut, tut, Frederick, accuse the noble soldiers of taking them, that won't do." But there was the turning point. Soldier No. 1 dropped in to get his dinner, depositing his gloves, coat, and bucket of butter, just purchases, on the hall table. Soldier No. 2 came in also, but ate hastily and left the table, returning to the sitting-room before anyone else. When the family and soldier No. 1 came in, the other had disappeared; also gloves and bucket. This led to some suspicion, and search was made to see if anything else was mi
cks, those who comprehend the meaning of the freedom they desire and are willing to do their part towards securing it, are too intelligent not to recognize the fact that there is a mass of negro ignorance and, prejudice to be overcome before the slaves can be made to put forth their hands to the armies of the North. Their own feeling on the point was admirably expressed to me by a very claver and faithful servant whom I employed at one time during my stay in Richmond. "We want to do better Massa, but we want be better to come to us; we don't want to go to it." With the exception, perhaps, of the negroes in Louisiana, Arkansas, and Texas, which have been the penitentiary States of slavery, and have absorbed the most dangerous classes of the negro population, the negroes of the South do not present such elements of insubordination and turbulence as existed in Hayti, where the slave population had been constantly recruited from the aboriginal children of warlike Africa.--They are in th
nsive, too — of contrabands. The city has got to be quite a large place, ting some forty or fifty or one story In these buildings live many families of blacks. In many of them live two or three families. Just now the "nigs" are awfully scared. They appear as though halt wild, running here and there without purpose, and almost without intention, home are frantically hugging their "little black human natures" and going through all the piteous actions of feeling as though they expected--'Massa was a good but, oh, if he catches me now. Dat's what's the matter.' Many negroes living just out of town are skedaddling off towards Portsmouth "right lively, so I reckon." The town at eleven o'clock to night is in a most astonishing state of quietude for an occasion like the present. This is allowing to the fact of having the right man in the right place. Our Provost Marshal, Major Smith of the 112th New York, has done more good by firm persuasion in less than a few hours than ever
he would not work and said he was "secesh." They put him in the guard-house and kept him for three days on water. The fourth day the officer went and said, " Are you secesh yet?" The faithful old fellow, clapping his hands, said, "Blesa de Lord, Massa, I is secesh yet." They then took him up to the General's and put very large iron balls to his legs, and set him to splitting wood. Brother Alex, went by and saw him. It happened that the officer who was guarding him was the same who had searched our house and arrested brother. He was cursing the poor old negro dreadfully; said he ought to have a ball on his neck and one on both arms. The old fellow went on splitting, saying all the time, "Bless de Lord, Massa, any where you can put it. You can kill de body, but you can't kill de soul, and when dat gets to heaven it will be secesh yet." Brother called to the officer and said, "Halloa, Grant, is that what you call free dom? " Mother and John Godfrey M. were standing on the steps laug