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wisdom of that great chieftain who has so often led them to victory — stands ready to advance their standards farther into the enemy's country, or repel any new invasion of the Confederacy.
Though many a Virginia home will mourn the loss of some noble spirit, yet, at the name of Pickett's division and the battle of Gettysburgh, how the eye will glisten and the blood course quicker, and the heart beat warm, as among its noble dead is recalled the name of some cherished one.
They bore themselves worthy of their lineage and their State.
Who would recall them from their bed of glory?
Each sleeps in a hero's grave!
from another correspondent.
I regret to have to inform your readers of the death of Brigadier-General Pettigrew, who was wounded in the re-crossing on Tuesday last, and who died at Bunker Hill, last evening.
His remains have arrived here, but cannot at present be carried further.
They would have been taken to Staunton and encased in a metallic coffin, but decomposition has been too rapid.
A brave man and a faithful soldier, he has sealed his devotion to his flag by his works on the field of battle.
Let his country mourn the loss of her brave departed son.
General Paul J. Semms, who died at Martinsburgh, has been interred there.
His remains were attended to their last resting-place by a large number of soldiers, and by a number of the Southern sympathizers of the place.
His funeral sermon was preached by the Rev. Dr. W. J. Hoge, and is said to have been fully up to his best pulpit efforts.
It must have been a touching discourse, for never had man a better theme in the person of his fellow than in General Semms.
He was brave, patriotic, and high-toned; almost without a fault.
Georgia, the land of his birth, and the Confederacy, for whom he has surrendered his life, should render their tributes of gratitude to the fallen hero.
The plans and purposes of the enemy are not yet developed.
It is currently reported that they are crossing at Harper's Ferry in force.
Their prisoners, taken in a cavalry skirmish below Charlestown, on Thursday evening, so say. It is also reported that their cavalry is near Martinsburgh, and that they are coming across at Williamsport.
You may, however, feel quite sure that if Meade would not attack Lee with the raging Potomac in his rear, he will not push right ahead and give Lee the advantage of the river intervening between him and his (Meade's) base of supplies.
I have taken some pains to ascertain the number of prisoners captured, and am credibly informed that in all we must have taken about nine thousand prisoners, exclusive of the wounded, numbering about three thousand five hundred, which we captured and paroled in Gettysburgh.
Of the nine thousand captured you will probably receive about four thousand in Richmond, the rest, I am told, were paroled on or near the battle-fields.
Our own loss in prisoners, I am inclined to believe, must reach, but will not much exceed five thousand . . . .
Winchester is very much crowded.
There are many persons here looking after their friends and relatives.
Some, too, have doubtless been drawn by a desire to indulge in speculation.
But, thank heaven, the door is closed to these gentry.
Several distinguished clergymen are now here, among them Drs. John A. Broaddus, J. Lansing Burrows, W. J. Hoge, and Rev. Dr. Wilmer, of the Episcopal Church.
A series of meetings of a religious character are in progress.
In closing, I may say that every day is adding to the strength and efficiency of the army, and that by the close of another week I sincerely believe that its morale will be fully up to if not in advance of its spirit at any time during the past twelve months. The country can rely upon the army of Northern Virginia, and Robert E. Lee, its chosen general.
During the retreat from Gettysburgh, Ewell lost nearly all his forges, and Hill some five or six.
This was when the enemy attacked the trains.
Lieutenant-Colonel Christie, a gallant officer, died here, I am informed, last night.
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New-York world account.
The preliminary campaign.
headquarters army of the Potomac, near Gettysburgh, Saturday evening, July 4.
The campaign which has practically terminated in the rout whose last sullen echoes are now dying away among the hills beyond Gettysburgh, was the most significant and remarkable of the war. It has solved more riddles; it has taught more lessons; it has been a brighter advantage to the cause of the Union, and a more signal disaster to that of the rebellion than any victory won by the Federal armies since McClellan hurled back the rebel legions to Virginia from the memorable field of Antietam.
The army of the Potomac, under the cloud since the slaughter at Fredericksburgh and the blunder at Chancellorsville, has redeemed itself in the eyes of the nation and the world, to a level with its standard of the days when it was led to victory by the leader whose heart may well leap within him as he contemplates this last achievement of his beloved old-time comrades.
Theories of his inferiority, born of the mistakes of Pope, Burnside, and Hooker, and nurtured by the contrast of its failures with the recent victories of western troops, are effectually shattered.
It has shown to the public — it has always been evident to military judges — that this army has the capacity for fight, the endurance, the elan, and the energy to render it invincible in the hands of a cool and skilful General.
The first movement toward the invasion of Pennsylvania was opened soon after the battle of Chancellorsville by a cavalry movement, which was met and quashed at Brandy Station by General Pleasanton, about the first of June.
On the thirteenth ultimo, General Milroy was attacked at Winchester by the advance of Lee's army under 