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Walter S. Newhall: ob. December 18, Aet. 22.

Captain Walter S. Newhall, of Philadelphia, Acting Adjutant-General upon the staff of General Gregg, was lately drowned in a tributary of the Rappahanock. He was one of the earliest volunteers in the war, leaving all to serve his country. First distinguished in the famous charge of Zagonyi at Springfield in Missouri, he was afterward engaged in the most active and dangerous service; and, always a hero, he never disappointed the fond faith of the hearts that loved him. He leaves two brothers in the service; and at the time of Lee's invasion last summer we believe that his parents had five or six sons on active military duty. The following lines, by a mother whose son had been in Captain Newhall's company, have a truly lyrical fervor.

Not 'mid the cannon's roar,
Not 'mid red fields of gore,
When the fierce fight was o'er,
His young life parted;
But low beneath the wave,
No hand outstretched to save,
As in a hallowed grave
Slept the true-hearted.

All seamed with noble scars
Won in his country's wars,
Battling 'neath Stripes and Stars
For his land's glory.
One of a dauntless race,
Who each in foremost place
Still strive the foe to face,
Here ends his story.

Stern was the strife and brief--
Death came with quick relief--
While watched each glorious chief
Who went before him.
The waiting angel stood
Calm by the turbid flood,
And to that brotherhood
Gently he bore him.

Once, in Rome's elder day
(So her old legends say,)
Across the Sacred Way,
Wrath's fearful token,
Earth opened wide her breast;
Nor might the land find rest
Till of her wealth the best
There should lie broken.

Vainly poured gold and gem,
Rich robe with broidered hem,
Sceptre and diadem--
Wealth's hoards uncoffered.
Wide yawned the gulf apart,
Till one brave Roman heart
Plunged in with shield and dart--
Life freely offered.

Lord, in our hour of woe,
In our land's breach we throw
Riches whose treasures flow
In streams unfailing:
Widows' and orphans' tears,
Sad days and nightly fears,
Long-garnered hopes of years--
All unavailing.

Yes, purer offerings still--
Meek faith and chastened will,
All that, through good and ill,
Thy mercy gave us: [90]
Honor, and love, and truth,
Bright joys and dreams of youth,
Thou, Lord, in pitying ruth,
Oh! let them save us!

Hear! for our cause is just
Hear! for our children's dust--
God of our fathers' trust,,
Bring thy salvation!
Hasten, O Lord! the day;
Point thou through clouds our way,
And by Truth's steadfast ray
Lead home thy nation!

Christmas, 1863.

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