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A cook for hire. --I wish to hire out for the remainder of the year, to be employed to of above, or South of Richmond, a hearty, able bodied woman, with two children. She is said to be an excellent, cook, washer and ironer. Apply to me at the State Court-House. Benj Pollard, Trustee fe 6--ts
A Cook for hire. --I wish to hire out for the remainder of the year, to be employed in or above, or South of Richmond, a hearty, able-bodied woman, with two children. She is said to be an excellent, cook, washer and ironer Apply to me, at the State Court-House. Benj Pollard, Trustee. fe 6--ts
A Cook for hire --I wish to hire out for the remainder of the year, to be employed in or above, or South of Richmond, a hearty, able-bodied woman, with two children. She is said to be an excellent, cook, washer and ironer. Apply to me, at the State Court-House. Benj Pollard, Trustee. fe 6--ts
A cook for hire --I wish to hire out for the remainder of the year, to be employed in or above, or South of Richmond, a hearty, able-bodied woman, with two children. She is said to be an excellent, cook, washer and ironer. Apply to me, at the State Court House. Benj Pollard, Trustee. fe 6--6t
A cook for hire --I wish to hire out for the remainder of the year, to be employed in or above, or South of Richmond a hearty, able-bodied woman, with two children. She is said to be an excellent, cook, washer and ironer Apply to me, at the State Court House Benj Pollard, Trustee. fe 6--ts
re absorbed with the Atlantic telegraph and other exciting matters of the "piping times of peace," Col Sumner encountered a force of three hundred braves of the Cheyenne tribe strongly posted upon Solomon's Fork of the Kansas river, and, after a sharp struggle, put them to flight in great disorder. In this combat Lieut. Stuart was severely wounded. At the outbreak of the present war, Lieut Stuart lost no time in resigning his commission and offering his sword to the cause of his native South. It is unnecessary to refer to his exploits since that time. They have been most effectively laid before the public in a brilliant series by our daily journalists. With his rapid rise from a Colonelcy to the command of a brigade, and soon after to the rank of a Major General of cavalry, our readers are familiar. Perhaps the most striking and successful of all his expeditions were the Pamunkey raid through McClellan's lines, in which but one man, the gallant and lamented Captain Latane, w
eneral Fitz Lee has reached a place of safety, and that he is not so badly wounded but that he will soon be able to take the field again. We do not vouch for the truth of the report that Early has fallen back to Swift Run gap. It has no better authority than unconfirmed rumor. The Latest. Intelligence, believed to be authentic, was received last night that Early met the enemy yesterday at New Hope and defeated them handsomely. New Hope is in Augusta county, between Middle and South rivers, about nine miles from Staunton, and the same distance from Waynesboro', and about ten or twelve miles from Port Republic. It is the spot where the fight took place in which General Jones was killed previous to the enemy's occupation of Staunton last summer. Passengers by the Central train state that they heard heavy firing in that direction yesterday morning, and when the train reached Charlottesville the reports of cannon were still heard. That a fight took place, there is no dou
ters of Sheridan, on Saturday evening last, were at Harrisonburg. He does not appear to have advanced beyond that point with his infantry, but his cavalry went as far south as Staunton and Waynesboro'. They succeeded in destroying the bridges at South river and Christiana creek and in doing considerable damage to the railroads.--Sheridan's line of communication is beset with guerrillas, and such trains as are sent to him have to be heavily guarded. Affairs in Missouri. From Missouri ww York: A dispatch from General Sheridan, dated at Harrisonburg, October 1, 9:30 P. M., has been received by this department. It states that-- "I have been to Staunton and Waynesboro' with the cavalry, and destroyed the iron bridge on South river, at Waynesboro', throwing it into the river; also, the bridge over the Christiana creek, and the railroad from Staunton to Waynesboro'." Details of future operations are, for obvious reasons, omitted. The following dispatch is th
The Daily Dispatch: February 14, 1865., [Electronic resource], How Farragut was "lashed to the mast"--told by himself. (search)
them. I'm very thankful to everybody"--as if he could think of any special ground people have for honoring him above his fellows. And so the glorious old fellow (we don't know either, why we should call such a merry old boy "old") went on with a flow of delightful talk, of which we are sure he will pardon and our readers thank us for giving so much to the public. About 12 o'clock he arose to go, and upon being offered an escort to New York, he said: "When I am pecking around down South, then I often want a pilot; but around here I am at home, and can paddle my own canoe." He at length consented to accept a "convoy," as he called it, but insisted that it should be a "single" man. Said he, "I know what good wives sometimes-say when their husbands are out too late. Commodore Farragut seems to be one of the old school of naval commanders. We have faint recollections of some specimens of that genus Trunnion, which used to have such rotundity of belly, such a rubicund visa
f the mountains impossible. The New York papers on the situation. The New York papers are in a very good humor with themselves just now. They have completely cornered the "rebellion" in one of the "elbows of the Mincio," and are sitting down locking at the result. The Tribune finally settles us by this summing up: Thus, day after day, and with capture after capture, the great game goes on to its culmination. Grant watching and waiting at Petersburg, Sherman driving on through South and North Carolina with irresistible force, Schofield advancing from Wilmington, and Sheridan ready to swoop up the Valley.--This is the great picture on one side; and on the other, we have only Lee trembling in his trenches, and Beauregard and Hardee straggling forward to add their weakness to his. On the one side, a miserable, beaten, demoralized mass of men, perhaps sixty thousand in number, and every man eager to desert; and on the other side, a confident, effective and enthusiastic forc
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