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out forty men, appeared in the town during yesterday morning. I was not advised of the precise hour, but it is understood to have been early in the morning. As the place was undefended, it was a small matter to seize upon it, particularly as it is said to be full of sympathizing secessionists, who would aid him all it was possible.--On entering the town, Morgan immediately seized upon the telegraph office and the depot. he waited for the down train from Louisville, with the mill and George D. Prentice aboard, but fortunately the train did not arrive. A construction train was captured, together with an extra locomotive. The locomotives were fired up, and when a full head of steam had been turned on they were started loose, and, lunching together, both were blown up and destroyed. A large depot building graced the town, but does not now. Morgan destroyed it and its contents. Five Federal officers who were returning to Louisville were also captured. In this new exploit there i
o his and our children, that honors no less the bard who immortalizes her deeds in history, than him who illustrates her wisdom in council, or her valor in the field" In contrast to the sad fate of Wm. Gilmore Simms, is the career of George D. Prentice, famous in the United States as a poet and wit, and infamous as a man for his degrading vices and bad habits. Without a tenth of the originality and talent of Simms, and without the capacity to imitate or even to believe in the virtue of his country's good. A horrid twilight, indeed, that follows such a day ! What hooting owls and obscene birds flap their wings in the darkness, and what serpents of retribution are lying in the path. Not for all the ill-gotten gains of George D. Prentice would the honest patriot of the South live his life and incur his reward. The bitterest cup of misfortune which poor Simms has drained would be a goblet of-nectar in comparison with a such a fate. The people of the South honor and admire