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The Daily Dispatch: October 7, 1861., [Electronic resource], article 2 (search)
ed without up-to-date, the loss of a single man on our side. On the 10th ultimo, however, the usual camp monotony was dispelled by bright an tions of an immediate engagement. "A y of Yankee, probably one hundred, and supposed by our pickets to be the advance guard of a larger column, had the audacity gave up within our lines, as though they had come to stay." They were met by a shower of from our first stand of pickets who after firing fell back to the second stand. About this time our Col. Rust came galloping up, inquiring--"What the hell is the matter here?" and, following quickly the heels of our retreating foe with only them no more. Whether fright to might, or not, they can best answer at any rate, their feint didn't pay.-- make a respectable feint. when fired upon, they run like turkeys; some puppets have done, publish Yankeedom a victory, a brilliant against great odds, &c. Now, I happen to know something about the affairs of the 11th ultimo on Cheat Mountain, and