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have taken near 50 pieces of rifled cannon, and run them clean off the field. Beauregard, of South Carolina, led our regiment. They (I mean the regiment) whipped the Ellsworth Zouaves, that much-dreaded band of ruffians. Yes, I have seen them myself — yes, more than a hundred of them, as high as six in a bunch, dead as a door nail. They had 75,000 men against us, and so sure was Scott of success, it is reported he brought up one hundred ladies from Washington to see him conquer Southerners;--(but some one got hurt.) Jeff. Davis came up here on Sunday, and was on the field himself. Gen. Jackson was wounded, two fingers shot off; Gen. Bee killed. I do not know our loss--250 killed, not more, and it may be less, but 200 men lost will cover all. It commenced about 6 in the morning, and lasted all day. They had a fight here on Thursday too, but it was nothing to this. I suppose the next you hear of us will be at Washington. We are determined to have it.--Boston Journal, Aug. 16.
following paragraph from the Washington National Republican shows how far this confidence was justified:-- the Second New Hampshire regiment.--During the late engagement, the Second New Hampshire Regiment behaved with the utmost gallantry. Arriving on the field the second regiment, they were instantly called upon to support the right of the Rhode Island battery, and with the coolness of veterans, although swept by the fire of the rebels, formed line of battle and remained in this trying position for more than an hour. When ordered to charge, they rushed on with great impetuosity, driving the enemy from their position to the woods, and sweeping every thing before them. At one time, when a retreat was sounded, Companies A and B remained in their position half an hour after every other company had retreated, and poured in a destructive fire upon the rebels, who were advancing to outflank them, only retiring when capture or annihilation became inevitable.--Boston Journal, Aug. 6.
he wished to see him. I bade him lead the way, and I followed. He took me to an old log hut but a few rods from where our regiment was halted. On the north side, in the shade, we found the wounded man. The prisoner spoke to him — he opened his eyes — the film of death had already overspread them, and the tide of life was fast ebbing. He was covered with blood, and the swarms of flies and mosquitoes, which were fattening upon his life's blood, indicated that he had lain there for some time. They clasped hands together, muttered a few words in the German language, supplicating the Throne of Grace for their families at home, kissed, and bade each other a final adieu; the prisoner remarking as I took him by the arm to lead him away, for the column was moving, Brother, you are dying, and I am a prisoner. The man was shot with a musket ball, in the back, just over the hip; from which fact I inferred that he was on the retreat when the deadly ball overtook him. N. Y. Express, Aug.
the enemy: Under such a thorough defeat, rout, and disorganization of the Federal army, it might have been driven from Virginia; and Alexandria, Arlington, and all their intrenchments and guns on this side the Potomac taken. Great as the victory has been, its results would have been incalculable could we have pursued the flying and terror-stricken enemy to the Long Bridge. And why was it not done? Simply because Beauregard had not the force. Though only a part of the army was engaged in actual battle, all had been on active duty the whole day. The combined forces of Beauregard and Johnston did not exceed thirty-five thousand men in the field. At least half of these were engaged in the fight. The rest were under the fire of the enemy's guns, with an occasional encounter. All, in fact, were on the battle-field and in battle-array, from the earliest hour in the morning till the defeat in the evening. Every man was needed. There were no reserves.--Boston Transcript, Aug. 10.
Mason, of General Johnston's staff; Lieut.-Col. Ben. F. Johnson, Hampton Legion; Major Robert Wheat, Louisiana Battalion. Wounded.--Gen. Kirby Smith, regular army; Col. Wade Hampton, Hampton Legion; Col. L. J. Gartrell, Seventh Virginia regiment; Col. Jones, Fourth Alabama regiment; Col. Thomas, of Gen. Johnston's staff; Col. H. C. Stevens, of Gen. Bee's staff; Major Scott, Fourth Alabama regiment. Gen. Bee, one of their killed, was a West Point cadet of 1844, and won distinction in the Mexican war. Gen. Bartow was a prominent Georgia politician. Major Wheat is a well-known filibuster. He was killed by a sergeant of the Second New Hampshire regiment, while in advance of his battalion, leading them on to the charge, after which they fled in every direction. Gen. Smith is a cadet of 1841, and served with distinction in the Mexican war. Col. Gartrell was a member of Congress from Georgia, always one of the leaders of the disunionists in that State.--Boston Transcript, Aug. 5.
One hand for the Union.--In the battle of Bull Run, Henry Benson, of Kenosha co., Wis., fought gallantly with his regiment, the Second Wisconsin. He was first shot through the hand, and exclaimed, There goes one hand for the Union. Rally, boys, and down with the traitor! Just then a ball struck him near the heart. He died exclaiming, Tell my father I die like a man fighting for the Union. --Boston Journal, Aug. 7.
The Rev. J. M. Willey, the indefatigable chaplain of the Third Connecticut regiment, relates the following curious incident: While the troops were resting at Centreville, he concluded that, as they were about to advance on Manassas, it was of great importance that they should be cheered and encouraged in their work Expecting to remain at Centreville over Sunday, he selected a text and arranged the plan for a sermon to be preached to his regiment; but alas! the early march of Sunday morning defeated his purpose, and although the text still remains, the sermon was never preached. It is sufficient to say that the text selected by Mr. Willey was that in Psalm LX., and 7th v., And Manasseh is mine. --N. Y. Tribune, Aug. 6.
One of the Fire Zouaves, who had been in the battle of Bull Run and vamosed very soon thereafter, was recognized near Washington market, in this city, a day or two ago. What the devil are you doing here? asked the acquaintance, when he recognized him, got leave of absence? No thundered the Zouave. I got the word to fall back at Bull Run, and nobody has told me to halt, so I have kept on retreatina ever since, and got away here. Who says that Fire Zouave is not under thorough discipline?--N. Y. Tribune, Aug. 6.
e wounded by scores, and all enveloped in a dark cloud of smoke, all go to make one vast spectacle of horrors such as I never wish to see again or hear. Many were the dead and wounded over which I was forced to pass, both of our men and of our foes. Oh, how I wanted to aid them, but could not! The fight was desperate. The enemy succeeded in carrying off hundreds of their dead, but left many behind. Our cavalry, who pursued them in the direction of Centreville, report the road strewn with dead and wounded. Our enemies are not cowards. Many men were found with bayonets in them, some side by side, each with his bayonet in the other. Our enemy is said to have run generally when we advanced with the bayonet. Certainly this was the worst of the fight. Gen. Beauregard, who commanded in person, told us that he would depend principally upon the bayonet. Gen. B. cheered us as we advanced, and our loud cheers in return were said to have frightened the enemy.--N. Y. Tribune, Aug. 5.
New York, Aug. 9.--A letter received in this city from Atlanta, Ga., gives this incident of the battle at Stone Bridge: A staff officer from Charleston, engaged in the battle of the 21st of July, says: I rode out the day after the battle to view the ground, and passed piles of dead in various positions. Under a large tree I saw a body lying, very handsomely dressed, with a fancy sword, and a handker-chief over the face. It attracted my curiosity. I stopped, removed the handkercan twelve or fourteen years old. His appearance and dress indicated high social position; probably he was a temporary aid to some general officer. To ascertain who lie was, I examined his pockets, and found a Testament, in which was written, James Simmons, New York. From his loving mother. My son, remember thy Creator in the days of thy youth. I wished very much to take the body away, but I was six miles from quarters, on horseback, and it was impossible. --Evening Post, Aug. 10.
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