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A Thrilling Tale.

The Virginia correspondent of the Charleston Courier writes from Fairfax C. H. an account of the adventures of a Maryland gentleman, who had just arrived there, having been driven from his native State by the Lincolnites. The writer says:

‘ Three weeks ago he left his home in Prince George county, on a visit to his son in the Confederate army. After a journey of several days on foot and horseback, he reached the Potomac, crossed, and made his way to Fairfax. Hear he learned that his son was performing picket duty near Munson's Hill, and prepared to pay him a visit. While these preparations were going on, word was brought to the house in which he was, that the young man had been killed a few hours before. An hour after, the cold, stiff buoy of his only boy was brought to the village and laid in his presence. A bright, handsome lad of nineteen, full of the hopes of youth and the love of his native South, he had left his home in Maryland to fight in her cause, and had fallen a victim to the murderous fire of some of the Federal pickets. The father had now two errands to perform--first, to carry the dead body to Richmond and deposit it in a vault; and, second, to return to his wife and communicate the tidings of their great loss. In due time both sad duties were accomplished, thought it was only like a thief in the night that he could steal to the bosom of his family, and enter the abode which he was won't to feel was his rightful home.

Twenty-four hours elapsed after his arrival before he dared break the sad intelligence to the feeble wife and mother, and then in the twilight of an evening, amid their mutual sobs and tears, the tale was told. The poor woman swooned with excess of emotion, and for a long time remained insensible.

Ten o'clock arrived. Having by this time recovered, and being in a measure soothed by the sympathising conversation of husband and neighbors, she was sitting surrounded by the little circle who had assembled to minister to her wants, when suddenly a loud rapping was heard at the front door. The husband was aware that for weeks the hounds had been upon his track seeking his arrest and imprisonment, and had accordingly arranged with his wife that at any time, night or day, when the Yankees came to the house, he being in it, she should give a preconcerted signal and detain them in conversation until he could escape.--Under the light of these instructions she went to the door on the present occasion.--There she found half a dozen cavalry, clamorous for the person of her husband. A colloquy ensued, occupying three to four minutes, during which her acute ears heard the back door open and her husband emerge into the garden. Sufficient time having elapsed for him to get safely into the adjacent woods, she invited the soldiers to enter and search the house to be satisfied that she had told the truth. Assured by this frank proffer that the object of their search was not within, the cavalry left, cursing the ill luck by which they had been disappointed.

Meanwhile the Marylander was quietly making his way through the woods, and in half an hour was beyond the reach of danger. Still he was encompassed on all sides. The Federalists roamed in squads of six and seven through every bye-road and turnpike in the country, and it was only by the exercise of the greatest vigilance that he avoided capture. The distance between his residence and the Potomac, or rather that point of it at which he expected to cross, was less than forty miles, and yet the poor man was a whole week getting over the ground. During the day he generally lay concealed in the wood, or obtained shelter and food in the huts of faithful negroes, with whom he was acquainted; during the night he traveled. He finally reached the Potomac, however, foot-sore and weary, and it has been my fortune to be among the first, since his arrival in Fairfax, to give him the warm grasp of ‘"welcome home."’

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