Correspondence of the Richmond Dispatch.
letter from the Red Sulphur.
Red Sulphur Springs, Monroe co., June 30.
Knowing the interest felt by your readers, to hear from all parts of the Commonwealth in these times of excitement, I will occupy a brief space in your columns, in some ‘"cottings"’ from this quiet mountain retreat.
Left the White Sulphur Friday morning, where I breakfasted with a number of fellow travelers from Staunton, some soldiers on their way to join the Wise Legion, one or two members of the Convention from the Western border, who, feeling uneasy at the State of things in their counties, were hurrying home.
The ‘"White"’ never looked to me more beautiful.
The village of Union and the surrounding country had subsided into their usual quiet after the excitement of sending off some four fine companies of volunteers, coupled with that more intense but shorter-lived excitement arising from the report that spread like wildfire, that the ‘"Lincolniles"’ had entered the county and had fired the village of Centerville, &c. Persons of all ages in an instant forsook their homes, armed with guns, scythes, forks, and axes, and were seen hurrying to the point where rumor said the danger was imminent.
To evidence the spirit of the people, James Robinson, aged eighty, living five miles below this place, left his home on foot, with an old English musket, and walked to Centerville, fifteen miles, with the stern impulse of the patriot marking his wrinkled face.
Finding the alarm a false one, he was furnished with a horse and rode home the same day--twenty-five miles, fifteen of it on foot.
Can such a people be conquered?
Never, never?
As soon as the harvest is over — and I am gratified to say it is a fine one, both of grass and grain — there will be several more volunteer companies formed here.
Those that have gone will compare favorably with any in the State, especially the one from Centerville, Captain Lowry, of ninety men, the bone and sinew of that fine neighborhood.
This place and Peterstown will soon each send a company.
This quiet yet pleasant retreat has some dozen or twenty visitors, most of them invalids — among whom is Gov. Ellis, of North Carolina, who is accompanied by his wife and brother.
He is quite feeble, and, when the weather is pleasant, takes moderate exercise in walking.
He takes his meals at his room.
It is a source of regret to his numerous friends that his health should be so much impaired at this time, when his State so much needs the service he has been so cheerful to render her.
Showers are now abundant. M. 