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en the means of inconceivable good to us. It is truly wonderful what a decided improvement it has made in our regiment within one week. * * * * * On Monday night we held a temperance meeting. A large number were present; indeed, many more than our chapel would contain. One of the private soldiers delivered an address of great earnestness, which was listened to with profound attention. He was followed by the chaplain in a few brief remarks. Several were induced to take the pledge. Capt. Mallory, the president of our Regimental Temperance Society, occupied the chair. Our society now numbers about seventy-five members, and we hope to have large accessions soon. On Tuesday evening we formed a literary and debating society; officers were chosen, various committees appointed, and a highly interesting discussion ensued, which seemed to interest the men very much. On Wednesday and Thursday evenings we held our prayer meetings. The attendance was excellent, considering that abo
and the men for their health and safety; and my aid, Captain Atkinson, of rare ability and efficiency; and to Captain Stanage, assistant adjutant-general, of whose excellent character I have had the pleasure to report at Carnifax; as also to Captain Mallory, my commissary, of whom my expectations in that action were fully borne out; and to Brigade-Quartermaster Captain D. S. Smith, one of the most efficient in his department in the service, although detained by my orders at the camp, the highestures as will be ever remembered by those on this march. For prudent and just reasons, at three A. M. Nov. 15th, (following morning,) we commenced our retrograde march, wet, chilly, and with empty bellies. Upon our arrival again at Fayette, Capt. Mallory, with his accustomed pleasantry, procured houses for the major part of this command, and fed us upon plenty of good, substantial food of the ration kind. Here we were snowed upon, and never did men appreciate more highly a house and warm fir
ctly charge all officers and others under his command to be obedient to his orders as lieutenant. And he is to observe and follow such orders and directions as from time to time he shall receive from me, the future President of the Confederate States of America, or the superior officers set over him, according to the rules and discipline of war. Given under my hand at the city of Richmond, this 20th day of September, in the year of our Lord 1861. Jefferson Davis. By the President, S. R. Mallory, Secretary of the Navy. The following statement was taken by the Quarantine officer at Southampton, Eng., from the second mate of the Harvey Birch: statement of James Stewart, Second Mate of the Harvey Birch. On Tuesday morning, at nine A. M., about forty miles off Cape Clear, the steamer Nashville came alongside the Harvey Birch, Capt. Nelson, from Havre, in ballast, bound to New York. He ordered us to haul our flag down, the United States color, and the captain to come on
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ucing slight injury, and wounding one of the pilots and a seaman, very slightly, by the splinters. The engagement lasted two hours, when we returned to our anchorage, the enemy evincing no disposition to advance, either during the engagement or afterwards. We expended twenty-eight shells and thirteen solid shot, some of which must have struck, but with what injury to the enemy we are unable to say. * * * Very respectfully, your obedient servant, John R. Tucker, Commander C. S. N. Hon. S. R. Mallory, Sec'y of Navy, Richmond. A National account. on board the gunboat Sausheene, James River, off Newport News, Dec. 2, 1861. At six o'clock this morning, in the gloaming, as I still lay snug in my berth, on board the gunboat Sausheene, boom came the roar of a heavy gun, and the yell of a big shell passing over us. In about one minute and a half I was dressed and on deck. At short distance from us lay the little fleet of three small gunboats — the Hetzel, Saybrook, and Whiteh