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Yankee lies.
Sawney, of the New York Herald, does not stand upon trifles.
He says "the rebel army actually in action at Bull Run numbered close upon 50,000 men, well officered, well entrenched, protected by masked batteries, and abundantly supplied with artillery." This is a lie out of the whole cloth.
The battle was fought upon unfortified ground; there was not an entrenchment or a masked battery within miles of it. What is said of our officers is true; but all the rest is sheer falsehood.
The Confederate force actually engaged never exceeded 15,000 men, as may be seen from an inspection of the muster-rolls of the regiments engaged.
"Opposed to them, (the Confederates,) was a conglomeration of badly officered regiments — with an aggregate in the field of over 18,000 men — with no general commending — each one fighting on his own book, and with a totally inadequate supply of cannon, &c"
Thirty-four regiments — the very pride of the Northern soldiery — regiments w
[from the Sunday Delta.]
A is Taken Prisoner, and Se Dispatches.
War is a big thing; and I have a good right to say it. For haven't I been in the war?
Didn't I fight, bleed, and have the narrative of my coat violently, ruthlessly and murderously abbreviated by the ry sword bayonet of a bloody New York Fire Zouave Wasn't I taken prisoner by the same Zouave "at Bull Run," and unceremoniously ushered in the presence of the McDowell?
War is a big thing, and I desire to stand to the assertion.
It matters not how Klubs and I chanced to be at the battle of Bull Run.
We were there on business of my uncle Davy--and that's sufficient.
Whilst Klubs and I were seated in a tree and indulging in loud huzzahs of general glorification at the defeat of the Federalists and the triumph of our arms, we were surprised by the appearance of half a dozen villainous looking Federal Zouaves, of the "pet lamb" style, who presented their pieces, and gave us choice of "cooning it" dow