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The Daily Dispatch: September 3, 1861., [Electronic resource], The captured brig Monticello. (search)
Smyth county, Va., has organized three more companies of volunteers, making in all. It is reported that Gen. Scott took the oath lander and out of a larger than over on receiving the news from Missouri.
The Daily Dispatch: September 3, 1861., [Electronic resource], Five Dollars reward. (search)
th stealing meat from John C. Knauff, was sentenced to receive thirty lashes.--Albert, slave in the service of the Virginia Central Railroad Company, who had been found in possession of a lot of clothing, shoes, a razor, and other articles, and who was unable to prove that he came by them in a lawful manner, was ordered to receive thirty stripes, and the goods were turned over to officer Bowles for safe keeping until the owner be found.--William Kennedy, charged with assault and battery upon Scott, a slave of Thomas G. Bell, was required to give bail in the sum of fifty dollars for his future good behavior.--Alexander Glenn, a negro claiming to be free, and to be a resident of Chesterfield, and charged with throwing stones in the street, was sentenced to be whipped, and committed to jail until he should produce his free papers.--Fannie Taylor was brought up on the charge of being drunk and disorderly in the streets and disturbing her neighbors. Her case was continued to Wednesday.--L
The Daily Dispatch: September 3, 1861., [Electronic resource], $26 reward (search)
General Scott--his --an Clergy on the same. the renowned Fuss and Feathers General repudiates the advice of Mr. Jones. The and th Aberdean, Miss., May 7th, and Aug. 23d, 1861. General Scott:--A few weeks since I wrote to you gratuitously giving you some the song to suit your case. N. B. Jones. Song on Gen. Scott. Tune: Poor old Horse, let Him Die. Virginia had a son Who gather pray-- Then, sick him out of sight, And let Virginia say, Poor old Scott, let him die. The sound of his war whoop No one again will near;nd with the mud, Then be old dog, Or be his ward or sud; Poor old Scott, let him die. I had rather be a dog, And say the stars and moon;have a be a frog, With a dungeon for my doom, Than to the poor old Scott, To traitor's grave, And there in Without a to have; Poor old Sc a dungeon for my doom, Than to the poor old Scott, To traitor's grave, And there in Without a to have; Poor old Scott, let him die.