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Our correspondence. Camp De Sote, near Cockletown, Yorkco., Sept. 7, 1861. It has been nearly two months, I think, since any member of our regiment has troubled your readers with a line upon any subject. We have been so deeply interested in the events about Manassas that we were not at all disposed to call attention from that spot towards which both the citizen and stranger henceforth shall travel, and of which the muses shall sing in the coming centuries. But my object in dropping you a line to-day, is one of utility rather than entertainment. Day before yesterday, at one o'clock, our regiment broke up camp near Williamsburg, where we had remained so long as to have dispatched with the wash basin for "the tray" as well as the "bread basket," and exchanged uncups for granite China coffee cups, and had so much to eat and to spare that rats and mice had become regular occupants. We had also allowed chickens the liberty of quitting their narrow coops to and wander over t
Fairfax C. H., Sept. 7, 1861. One of those unavoidable accidents consequent upon war occurred in our midst last week, which for the time being cast a gloom over the whole regiment First Virginia Volunteers. Clarence Gwynn, a youth of about eighteen, of Prince Georges county, Maryland, belonging to Capt. Shaeffer's company, was shot by one of our pickets, owing to some orders given to the pickets and imperfectly understood, as it turns out. Young Gwynn was beloved by his whole company. He was a youth remarkable for the kindness and gentleness of his manners — pure in heart, tender and affectionate, and his death, whilst is must create a void in his family which cannot be filled, yet his parents can have the consolation that he died with no stain upon his pure spirit, and that he has been relieved, by a decreed of Providence in his early life, from all those His that affect our race. The tiractics of firing at pickets is I am glad to learn, being discouraged by our