[for the Richmond Dispatch.]
the Yankees in Winchester.
Greenwood, April 25.
I had the pleasure of perusing a letter to-day written by a lady in Winchester to a friend of mine, and thinking that it may interest your readers I send you the extracts of it. She says: ‘
We are still getting along very quietly.--The most unpleasant thing we have had to occur is with the servants.
William, our negro man, was sent to the butcher's the other day, and on his return home was stopped by a squad of Yankees, carried into a room, and was robbed by the brutes.
Luckily, he had but a knife and market basket, which they took from him, and than released him. They say that they sometimes catch the darkies and write U. S. on their tongues with caustic.
The Baltimore flag Uglies are the leaders of this barbarity, but that regiment went North to-day.
There is a regiment from Western Virginia here.
I asked one of them how many Virginians were in his regiment, and he said all but three hundred of them are Virginians.
I have a good joke to tell you. The Connecticut regiment at first occupied Senator Mason's house, they sent many trophies to their homes, among them was an old cat and her kittens which they supposed belonged to the Senator's establishment, but afterwards found but that it was the property of an old gardener living near by. We hear that Banks is to be here to-day.
Cannonading was heard this morning.
The Yankees are moving their sick and wounded from here.
Negroes are running off in great numbers.
We are delighted with the late news from Corinth.
The Yankees look very sad.
My candle is burning low in its socket, and by its dickering ray I close my short epistle.
Student. ’ 