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10. a tribute to the brave. Dedicated to the memory of the late Col. James Cameron. by H. Clay Preuss. A plain, substantial farmer, Whose years of thrift and toil With peace and plenty crowned him, As monarch of the soil: One of the “solid people,” Whose works of brain and hand Build up our nation's riches, And dignify our lmmer air, Where iron hail fell thickest, His stalwart form was there! The best war-blood of Scotland Was burning in his veins; His fiery steed seemed conscious A Cameron held the reins! The light of glorious battle Gleamed from his master's eye, As, with the “bairns of Scotland,” He swore to “do or die!” A true man to his countr his master's eye, As, with the “bairns of Scotland,” He swore to “do or die!” A true man to his country Unto his latest breath, He heard the call of duty, And died a hero's death! The mem'ry of his virtues Shall blossom far and wide, And Scotland's name of Cameron, Shall be our nation's pride! --National Inte
e released. His kindness to a little negro boy, whom he tied on his horse for safety, won the Southern heart. From another trustworthy source we learn that Col. Cameron was shot by Col. Wade Hampton, of South Carolina. Hampton, in the early part of the engagement, had lost a nephew at the hands of the 69th, and swore revenge.king the 79th to be the 69th, he took rifles successively from his men and aimed at officers only, and it is thought one fell at every shot. He fired twice at Col. Cameron, who was in full officer's dress, and at the second shot killed him. The rebel cavalry was instructed to pass by our men, but to shoot the officers. The foluced an officer in uniform to occupy the other bed. He proved to be a Pennsylvanian, who had been only a spectator in the conflict. He told us of the death of Col. Cameron, and of several incidents of the day. We talked to each other across the room for some twenty minutes, and then tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep, ove
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d her best Oolong, if not her Gunpowder. We undressed, and were soon comfortably stowed in the ample large bed, not omitting our thanks to God for our preservation, yet not very deeply impressed with a sense of escaping any peculiar danger. As we lay talking of the day's events, the expected knock came, and our young host introduced an officer in uniform to occupy the other bed. He proved to be a Pennsylvanian, who had been only a spectator in the conflict. He told us of the death of Col. Cameron, and of several incidents of the day. We talked to each other across the room for some twenty minutes, and then tired nature's sweet restorer, balmy sleep, overtook us all. At any rate, when I rose at half-past 1, both my companion and the officer were as sound as a top. I had for an hour noticed confused talking of soldiers under our open window, and more arrivals seemed apparent; but the only order I heard was: Second Wisconsin, fall in! T----, said I, I think you'd better wake up.
A sister of the late Col. Cameron writes to Beauregard:-- Gen. Beauregard, Commander of Confederate Army--dear Sir:--With a grieved and torn heart I address you. If it is in your power, will you give a word of comfort to a distressed spirit? I allude to the death of the gallant Col. Cameron, of the Federal army, on last Sunday, 21st July. We are all God's creatures, alike in His sight. It is a bereaved sister that petitions. Col. Cameron received two shots, immediately following each other, that destroyed his life. The fate of his body is the grief --to know what has become of it ultimo has been received, making some inquiries relative to the body of your late brother, Colonel Cameron, United States Army, killed at Manassas on the 21st ultimo. In answer, 1 will state, that oy, a private in Col. Stuart's cavalry brigade, has in his possession a miniature portrait of Col. Cameron and wife, which he intends to return to their friends after the war; for at present no inter-
Messrs. Arnold Harris, M'Graw, and Ely.--We learn that several members of Congress and other influential and prominent gentlemen are in favor of the release of these individuals. Certain correspondence of Mr. Harris', written in the month of April, to friends in New Orleans, proving him to be a friend to the South, has been laid before the authorities. It has never been pretended that Harris did any thing more than commit an indiscretion and place himself in an equivocal attitude by approaching our lines without a flag of truce, seeking indirectly for the body of Secretary Cameron's brother. His letter to Gen. Beauregard was couched in terms ill-calculated to forward him in the business upon which he had come, and his neutral position therein claimed was not easily admitted, seeing he came from the enemy's country on the errand he did. But an example having been set, and the dignity of this government vindicated, we may let Mr. Harris go.--Richmond Dispatch.
le in his presence, and his petulance prevents him from giving any one a civil answer. Old Abe, it is said, is absolutely afraid to go near Fuss and feathers, as the latter has not forgotten, and never will, the remark of Lincoln to Rev. Dr. Fuller, that he was Scott's legal master. Scott, who was present at the time of the interview, managed to restrain his passion until the doctor and the members of the Young Men's Christian Association left; but they had scarcely cleared the room before he let out on Lincoln. At one time it was thought that Cameron and Seward would have to interfere to prevent a personal collision. Scott raved like a madman, and told Lincoln that he was a stupid fool, a most consummate ass, and lavished sundry other choice epithets upon the devoted head of his legal master. Our informant states that he finally worked himself up into such a passion, that his nervous system could no longer stand the shock, and he was conveyed to bed.--Petersburg (Va.) Express.
'Tis well; for you've something important to do In this most disagreeable national stew; For since I came hither to run the machine, Disguised in Scotch cap and in full Lincoln green, There's the devil to pay in the whole d — d concern, As from Cameron, Seward, and Chase, you will learn; Yet, though every thing here of a burst — up gives warning, I'm certain you'll put it all right in the morning: So to do as I tell you, be on the alert, For the panic's fictitious, and nobody's hurt. I have smore curt; For the panic's fictitious, and nobody's hurt! And now I'll just say what I'd have you to do In order to put your new President through: First, four hundred millions is wanted by Chase, He cannot run longer the Government's face; And Cameron wants, for the use of old Scott, Some three hundred thousand more men than he's got. Then sixty new iron-plate ships to stand shells Are loudly demanded (must have 'em) by Welles; For England, the bully, won't stand our blockade, And insists tha
d by the clear notes of the bugle, heard high above the din and confusion, heralding Colonel D'Utassy, with one thousand and fifty men, led by a large corps of sappers and miners, with their tools shouldered. As the legion passed the President, each threw a sprig of evergreen upon the ground, covering it with the fresh green of a summer forest — a tribute which was hailed by the multitude with cheer upon cheer. Then came Col. Schwartzwaelder's regiment — the Fifth--in nankeen pants and havelocks, marching in perfect time and order; then the Twelfth, Col. Butterfield, numbering 1,100 men, wearing the Zouave dress, and exhibiting superiority in drill and general appearance so marked as to elicit rounds of applause; then the Seventy-ninth, Col. Cameron, its full brass band playing the Highland March, and succeeded by the Seventy-first, commanded by Col. Martin, with Dodworth's band, an advance of picked rifle shallots, and numbering a round one thousand men.--N. Y. Daily News, July