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verbally on a certain morning.
At 10 o'clock that night they were obeyed.
Pickens was reinforced.
A miscellaneous collection of army soldiers, marines, and sailors, augmented Lieut. Slemmer's command; and Worden did his duty.
But, very rashly, he thought Bragg would, on his return, let him outside the Southern line unmolested.
He proposed to go on shore; Capt. Adams first objected, but finally acquiesced.
The brave Worden shoved off in his little boat, and landed.
A complete change had taken place in the spirit of the chivalrous Bragg.
The reinforcement enraged him. Just while a spy was narrating the circumstances of the midnight adventure — swelling out hundreds into thousands--the Lieutenant appeared.
He was secured, imprisoned, sent to Montgomery, and there he is. No one has spoken or written any thing about him; and no one seems to care whether he lives or dies.--N. Y. Tribune.
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