"Old Charley" arrived at camp.
--The following interesting incident, related by the Macon Telegraph, explains itself, and the Southern-raised man knows how to feel when he reads it:
Old Charley, be it known to the distant and unfamiliar reader, is, and has been of the famous Macon Volunteers.
He blows such a fire as no man without forty year's practice and the wind of a church organ can begin to do.
Now, when the Volunteers took their departure for the wars, they left Old Charley behind, under the impression that the rules would not admit of him. The faithful old fellow filed them off, and tears stood like bullets in his eyes as his own whistle was superseded by that of the locomotive.
A few days ago, however, orders came to send on old Charley by express, and he girded himself with alacrity and delight for the field.
The Volunteers got notice of his coming, and met him at the depot with a shout of triumphant welcome.
They shouldered his baggage and almost shouldered the fifer, and paraded him down the Camp in a tumult of joy, and then introduced him to their lady visitors as Charley Benja, the first and last fifer of the Macon Volunteers.
Old Charley's mind and voice was choked with emotion at these demonstrations of affection.
He could only bob his head and cry. At last they got him in wind, and his fife began to pour out the same old stirring, martial and ear-piercing strains.
A detachment of the Volunteers over the river heard it, and raised the shout ‘"Old Charley has come,"’ and hastened to the camp to join the jubilee.
The boys will fight better when the shrill fife of old Charley calls them to the conflict.